Summary: Calum catches (Y/N) reading a smut fanfic about him. And suggests they recreate it. (Smut / Unprotected Sex)
This is an NSFW imagine. If you feel uncomfortable reading stuff like this one, please scroll through the chapters to find something you might like.
(Request: georgiaawoolley) (Words: 4k)
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"Whatcha reading, good looking?" Calum asks me as he enters the bedroom of the suite we are staying in.
"Nothing." I reply, locking my phone and dropping it on my side before I raise my gaze towards him. My eyes land on his tan skin, complemented by his numerous tattoos; I scan his body shamelessly, taking in every muscle, every inch of flesh. The towel that is hanging low on his hips makes my heart pound faster at the sight.
"Damn it... How do you do that?" I mumble under my breath, sitting on my knees on the mattress.
"Do what?" He asks like he doesn't understand what I am talking about.
"That..." I say, pointing out his body from head to toe. He smirks at me, licking his lips as he crawls on the bed towards me, making me lay on my back.
"Like what you see, princess?" He asks, cradling my chin in his hand.
"Is there ever a time that I don't?" I ask back, my eyes stubbornly focusing on his plump lips.
"I've got you hooked to me..." He teases me, bringing his lips inches before mine.
"Look who's talking now..." I whisper, my hand reaching up to trace his neck. He shivers under my touch, closing his eyes.
"What were you reading before?" He asks me again, slowly leaning down to engulf my lips in his.
"Nothing." I reply, in between short breaths.
"Please... You were far too absorbed into whatever that was, you didn't even notice I was standing in there gawking at you." He says, licking his lips. I tug my bottom lip between my teeth and take a breath.
"Promise you won't laugh. Or mock me, or whatever." I say as I reach for my phone blindly.
"When have I?" He asks, cocking an eyebrow at me. I unlock my phone and hand it to him, letting him read the imagine I was reading before I got caught. He gets off of me, sitting on the bed as his eyes follow the words in front of him.
I sit awkwardly next to him, trying to read his face as he is reading the story.
"You know that I am better at this than they are describing me in here, right?" He asks, still not taking his eyes off the screen.
"I know." I state, fiddling with my thumbs.
"Then why are you reading those? Not that I am shaming you or anything, I just want to see your reason behind it." He says, making me shrug.
"I guess sometimes, I like the plot. Some of those writers are crazy talented, and other times I just feel like those stories are kind of alternatives for our story." I say, bringing a smile to his lips.
"And other times you just want to see all those people dream about getting dicked down the way you are." He smirks at me, handing me back my phone.
"I have an idea..." He says, moving towards me. His hands travel to the shirt of his that I am wearing to bed, pulling the collar to the side until it is revealing my shoulder.
"Tell me about it, baby." I bite my lip.
"You are going to read the story. And I will do to your body whatever the fuck it says in there." He suggests, pulling my chin up to reveal my neck.
"You want to do that?" I ask surprised, shifting in my spot as I start feeling tingling.
"Of course I want to. I want to see if I can make you feel better than those stories are describing. I want you to remember that every time you read those things. So, are you ready to roleplay ourselves, pretty girl?" He asks, kissing my neck. My eyes flutter at the feeling, making me gulp down the thickness in my throat. I simply nod, biting my bottom lip just at the thought of it.
Calum enters the room slowly, untying his tie as he huffs out.
I wait for him, sprawled out on the bed, wearing the lingerie set he purchased for me earlier this week.
"Hey, daddy. Did you have fun at work?" I ask in a voice as soft as the silk of my robe. In response, he releases a groan, dropping his briefcase on the floor with a thud.
Calum follows the 'script' perfectly, getting right in the mood. He enters the room enticingly, footsteps echoing against the wooden floor.
"Hey, daddy. Did you have fun at work?" I ask, almost in a whisper. I fix my marabou robe to reveal the lingerie under it. Calum takes a moment to look at my body, clad in the lingerie before he clears his throat and gets back into his role. He groans, his fingers working in untying his tie. In mere minutes, he was dressed in his best suit, which fitted his body perfectly in every way.
He groans, dropping his jacket on the floor since a briefcase wasn't available.
"Work is not supposed to be fun, princess. Work is supposed to be serious and hard. You are here to complete the fun part." Calum says sternly, taking a seat on the bed. He licks his lush lips as he observes my outfit.
"Here for your entertainment, daddy." I smile, while his hand creeps up my thigh.
"Like a good, obedient girl. That's why you are my weakness, princess." He chuckles, softly stroking my leg.
"Work is not supposed to be fun, princess. You are here for that part." He chuckles, sitting across of me on the bed. He licks his lips, taking a closer look at the meshy set I choose for tonight.
"Always here for your entertainment, daddy." I smile as he starts feeling my leg.
"Like my perfect little girl... Always obedient. That's why you are my only weakness, pretty girl." He chuckles, reaching for my inner thigh.
"You look really good tonight, princess. So good that you make me forget all my problems at work." He groans, shaking his head. My hands reach up to undo the buttons of his shirt, releasing him a little from the suffocating clothe.
"That was my goal, daddy. I wanted to show off the gift you got me this week, to give you a great start for the weekend." I smile sweetly, sitting up on my knees to get closer to him. He seems to enjoy the feeling of my hands on his skin, relaxing a little under my touch.
"Uh... I see that someone is trying to get into my good favors." He hums, his hand resting over my clothed sex.
"More like thanking you for spoiling me." I whine, eager to feel him please me.
"I see. Well, in that case, nothing would please me more than seeing you naked in the following minute." He whispers, kissing my collarbone as he pulls my robe to the side.
"You look really good tonight, princess. So good that I've already forgotten all of my work's problems." Calum groans, shaking his head as he scans my barely covered body. I love how he is making the scenario his own, not just sticking to it, but giving it character. I reach up to his shirt to undo the top buttons, slowly peeling it off to reveal the ink swirling along his skin.
"That's my goal, daddy. Make you forget everything, show off the gift you got me and give you a great start for the weekend." I smile, standing on my knees to bring myself closer to him like our "script" is describing. Calum writhes under my touch, especially when my nail grazes his skin.
"Uh... I see that you want to get onto my good favors." He teases me, his hand pressing onto my sex. I feel my clit throb as his hand slightly moves against it.
"Mmm, this is more like a thank you for spoiling me, daddy." I moan, now more than before impatient to see how this whole thing plays out.
"I see. Well, since you want to thank me, I should tell you that nothing would please me more than seeing you naked before my eyes in the following minute." He whispers in his low, deep voice, before his lips land on my collarbone while his hands pull my robe until my shoulder is exposed.
"Your wish is my command, daddy. But before I strip for you, I should make sure you are comfortable, to enjoy the show under the best conditions." I whisper, straddling his lap as my hands travel upwards to undo his shirt. Calum watches my every move, like a hawk. I know he gets this whole bossy mood from his work as the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country, but I love how he has found the perfect way to apply this on me, on our relationship.
As his shirt slips down his arms, I move back a little, to undo his pants as well. While I pull the zipper down, I feel his already hard cock, making me gulp down. I crave him; there is no man I've craved more in my life.
"Is everything alright, princess?" He asks me, a cocky smirk pulling his lips back.
"Everything is perfectly alright, daddy." I smile, snapping out of my haze.
"As you wish, daddy. But before I strip for you, we should make sure that you are comfortable, as to enjoy the little show I am going to put on for you, under the best conditions." I whisper, moving until I am straddling his lap while my hands go to his shirt and undo the remaining buttons. More skin is revealed, more ink, more muscles, making my breathing harder. Calum watches me, eyes hungry and demanding for more. He might not be the CEO of a company like in this fanfic, but still, the bossiness and toughness are here, even without following the script. I let the white shirt slide down his shoulders and arms, moving back to undo his pants as well. Like in the story, I feel his boner as I graze my fingers over it while pulling down the zipper.
"Is everything alright, princess?" Calum follows his role, mimicking the smirk.
"Everything is perfectly fine, daddy." I smile, taking a deep breath before I read some more of the story.
Calum stands up to kick his pants off, remaining in his briefs as he guides me up, off the mattress.
"Put on your best show for me, princess. And I promise you will get the best treat ever in the morning." Calum says softly, taking back his seat on the bed.
"You are my treat, daddy." I smile innocently, swinging my hips from side to side as I undo the bow of my robe. The fabric slips easily off my body, stroking my body with my fingertips. I dance to the rhythm of my favorite song, the melody playing in my head.
Calum gawks at me, eyes dark with lust and face tensed with anticipation.
I know better than to strip fast. No matter how much I want to just present my body naked to him and feel him inside me.
"Bra, first." Calum commands, eyes glued to my body.
I stand up from the bed as Calum kicks off his pants and stays in his briefs, relaxing back on his seat.
"I will need you to put on your best show for me, pretty girl. And I promise to get you the best treat ever in the morning." Calum says, in a soft, yet demanding voice, his hands resting on my hips for a moment.
"You are my treat, daddy." I smile innocently, looking at his hands as they rest on my body. I guide my hands to undo the bow, letting the marabou robe slip down my body and onto the floor. I touch my body with my fingertips, moving my hips slowly, teasingly. I feel motivated by the way he is looking at me; I don't know if it is because of the story, or because he is so into my moves, but he looks at me lustfully, longingly. And that makes me want to rip everything off my body and lay down, let him do whatever the fuck he wants to my body.
"Remove your bra, first." He commands in a hiss, eyes scanning up and down my body.
I follow Calum's demand, reaching back to unfasten the bra. The garment slides down my arms, revealing my breasts. I feel my nipples harden, a hand tracing the valley between my breasts before I cup one of them in my palm. I tug on my nipple, throwing my head back and moaning. I know that this will provoke him, make his cock harder than it already is.
"Don't push your luck, princess. I am the one allowed to do that tonight." He groans, pulling me by my wrist to the bed. I squeal, squirming against the mattress as I try to make myself comfortable.
I undo my bra and let it fall on the floor. There is not much of a difference since my Fenty bra was made of mesh, so my body was easily seen naked even with it on. I push my hair back and bring my hand to fondle my breasts. I pull my on my nipple and groan, for the first time since we started this getting some intense pleasure.
"Don't... Please don't. I am the one who is supposed to do that tonight." He says, snatching my hand away and pulling me to lay on the bed by my wrist. I can't help but giggle a little, this whole 'following the script' as a roleplay looking a little funny now.
"I need you to be a good girl for me. Can you do that for me, pretty?" Calum asks me, his hand resting on my hipbone under my panties.
"Of course, daddy." I breathe out, bucking my hips up involuntarily as his touch makes me all worked up.
"Good girl. Now, get on your hands and knees, love. Ass up, chest down." He commands, flipping me on my stomach. I giggle, getting in position and sticking my ass out for him.
His fingers peel off my panties, before his thumb presses between my lips, feeling my wetness. He moves his thumb back and forth making my body spasm with every flick.
"I need you to be a good girl for me. Can you do that for me, babygirl?" Calum asks, hovering above me and resting his hand on my hip bone under my panties.
"Of course, daddy." I breathe out, smiling. I try to move my hips against his hand, wanting to get his hand as close to my sex as possible. I want to feel him touch me, now more than ever.
"Good girl. Now, get on your hands and knees, princess. Ass up..." He orders, flipping me on my stomach. I bite my bottom lip as I stretch my ass out for him, turning my head a little to take a look at him.
He follows the fic's plot and peels of my panties, bringing them to my knees. He presses his thumb against my slit, moving it a little to pay attention to my clit.
And without warning me, he thrusts inside me. His throbbing cock slips inside me with ease, while his hands grip onto my hips firmly. I let out a small cry, feeling Calum stretch me a little. Calum guides my hips on his cock, groaning as he gives me more of his length.
"You feel so good around my cock, princess." He hisses, giving me one hard thrust. I wince, falling a little forward from the ram.
"You feel so good inside me, daddy." I whimper, moving my ass to get more of him inside me.
Calum brings one hand to push my head down on the mattress, as I grip onto the bedsheets below us.
"You are my perfect girl." He groans, picking up on the rhythm.
I feel him run his tip along my folds a little before he slides in me, groaning as he goes.
"What does the fic says happens next?" He asks, slowly moving back out of me.
"You are not supposed to break character." I protest, earning a slap on my ass. I whimper, biting my lip at the feeling.
"Tell me what it is saying." He orders, chuckling lightly.
"You should grip on my hips and tell me I feel good around you." I say, moaning as he thrusts deeper in me.
"Well, this fic is not far away from reality. You feel so good around my cock, princess." He chuckles, giving me a deep thrust that makes me whimper.
"You feel so good inside me, daddy." I reply, moving my ass to bounce on his cock. He chuckles as he brings one hand to push my head down on the mattress, fisting on my hair.
"You are my perfect girl." He groans, thrusting faster.
Instead of letting me read the next passage like he is supposed to, Calum wraps over my chest and forces me to stand straight, causing a squeal to escape my lips.
"What are you doing? You are supposed to let me read the next one." I say in between breaths, while Calum still thrusts inside me.
"I am improvising, princess." He whispers in my ear, kissing my neck after he is done.
"So, no more roleplaying?"I ask, moving my hips to bounce on his cock.
"Come on, princess. You know I can fuck you way better than those stories are describing... But let's keep the option open..." He bites on my neck, while his other travels down my body and reaches between my legs, stroking my clit in fast circles. I moan happily, the feeling of his calloused fingers making my stomach flip.
I rest my head on his shoulder, moving my body to meet his thrusts.
"Feels good, huh?" He chuckles knowingly. His tip hits right on my spot, making my body jolt a little.
"So good. I love this so much." I turn my head to the side, pressing my lips on his neck.
His hand that rests on my chest presses me more on his body, holding me firmly. His hips pound against my ass, making the sound of skin on skin echo throughout the room.
"I want to cum inside your pretty little tight pussy so badly." Calum breathes out, his voice coming out as a hiss.
"Do it. I need to feel you... I need to feel your cum in me." I whisper, my walls pulsing at the thought.
"No princess... You get to finish first. I need to feel your walls do the thing that I like." He moans, moving his fingers even faster.
It feels like bliss, being tangled with him, two bodies being like one for those moments.
The thrusts die down slowly, becoming sloppier, but deeper. His lips press against my skin, everywhere that is possible. Cheek, jaw, neck, shoulder, everywhere his lips can reach.
The knot in my stomach tightens up, toes curl and my body becomes uneasy, restless. I feel like my skin is on fire, I feel like I am in heaven.
"Cal..." I cry out, half in my haze.
"Let go, princess. Cum for me." He groans, turning my head, even more, to press his lips on mine.
I feel him bite on my bottom lip, adding to the sensation and letting my orgasm wash over me.
Calum holds me still as I ride the wave of pleasure, thrusting in me as he hisses to reach his own peak.
"You feel so good around me, babygirl. You feel so good pulsing around me..." Calum groans, head bowing until his forehead rests on my shoulder.
"Cum in me... Cum, please." I plead, my hand reaching for the one of his that moves between my legs and digging my nails in his flesh.
His gruff voice fills my ears, while he cums in me, sending me into a deeper trance. This is a different kind of high, one that those stories will always fail to describe.
"God, I love you so fucking much." He whispers in my ear, his voice breaking as his breath becomes hitched.
"I love you so fucking much." I repeat, smiling to myself.
As we both come out of our haze, we collapse on the bed, smiling knowingly as we stare on the ceiling.
"Want a cigarette?" Calum asks, leaning his onto his elbow to take a look at me. I turn to him, lip tugged between my teeth in an effort to stop that stupid smile on my face.
"I'll smoke some of yours... But are we even allowed to smoke in here?" I ask, making Calum chuckle.
"Why do you always have to be so law-abiding?" He groans.
"That's one of the reasons why you love me." I giggle.
"Come on, let's go to the balcony." He says, handing me the bedsheet as he wraps his towel around his hips and grabs his pack of cigarettes from the nightstand.
I wrap my body in the bedsheet, following Calum outside. It's well past midnight, so it's chilly, but as Calum wraps his arms around me to hug me from behind, I find comfort in the night chill.
"You are too beautiful for my own good. I swear you are going to give me a heart condition one day." Calum whispers before he lights the cigarette.
"I am gonna give you a heart condition? Not this stick between your lips?" I giggle as he drags in the smoke.
"You are far more dangerous for me than this one." He chuckles, placing the cigarette between my lips. I turn my head to look at him as I take in a drag of smoke. Watching Calum smoke has always been my favorite thing, my secret turn on. And watching his lips blow out the smoke does the same thing to me right now as all of the previous times.
"And how am I dangerous for your health, Mr. Calum Thomas Hood?" I ask, turning around to look at him as I blow out the smoke.
"Well, you make my heart stop every time I look at you, you make my breath hitch every time you touch me, you make my knees weak every time your lips are on mine. Soon, I'll be 30 and you will have me wrecked." He smiles, taking the cigarette off my fingers.
"Even after almost 3 years, I have that much of an effect on you?" I ask, parting my lips as he is about to let out the smoke. He chuckles before he blows the smoke in my mouth and pulls me into a kiss.
"You will always have that much of an effect on me, pretty girl." He states, pecking on my forehead.
"Good..." I smile at him, taking the cigarette from his hand. Calum smiles at me, taking a deep breath as he strokes my face.
"I want to hold you forever." He says, pulling me into his chest.
"I want you to hold me forever." I reply, placing a kiss on his bare chest.
"Good." He replies, stroking my back. I press the cigarette between my fingers to put it out, deciding that the cold has become too much to handle for the both of us.
"Let's get in. I need my after sex cuddles." I say, taking his hand in mine. Calum chuckles, pressing a tender kiss on my forehead before we begin walking inside. I throw the butt of the cigarette in the trash bin after I make sure that it has been put out completely.
Calum crawls on the bed, fixing the pillows so it is comfortable enough for both of us. I let the sheet fall from my body as I crawl on the bed along with him.
"See, the death of me." He smiles, letting me rest on his chest. I hear his heartbeat, slow and steady, calming, soothing. I love being like this with him; he is the first person that makes me feel safe, like everything in this world, in my world, is in order.
"I love you." I whisper, cuddling up to his chest.
"I love you." He whispers back, stroking my arm slowly.