Corbyn Besson imagines

Morning after

I move about as the sunshine's through my blinds. I turn around and see him laying next to me. I can't help to smile. It was Corbyn besson. Ugh. My first love. A band member. I stare at him and look at his features. His brown hair. His cute little nose. His stubble.

" I can feel you staring you know." I shake out my thoughts and my face goes red. He smiles and goes to kiss me. I pull away. He looks sad. " why'd you pull away". " morning breathe" I giggle. He rolls His eyes  and pulls me on top of him. I sit on his lower stomach and lean down and kiss him. The kiss was slow and passionate. I pull back and see him smirking.

" what now" I say. He points to me boobs which are on show. I widen my eyes and look at him. I lean down and pick his shirt that was thrown on the floor and put it on. He fake cries. " oh give over" he laughs. I move down and I can feel his package under my entrance. He smirks. " not a chance I'm going for a bath" he looks at me with sadness in his eyes again and looks away from me. I giggle and kisses his neck making sure to leave my mark. I stand up and walk to the bathroom swaying my hips. " hell noo" he says picking me up and throwing me on the bed..... you can use your imagination for what happens next Ahaha