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I want to take a heaping batch of #calum hood smut and spread it all over me like I’m that peanut butter baby. You know the one.
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#absolutely will delete and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by cthoodaf
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Calum wearing a skirt in THE 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER SHOW
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it’s the last day of the fine line era so rb and tell me your favourite song when you first heard it and your favourite song now
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Luke Hemmings saying he feels pretty in eye-shadow just made my night. Men using more commonly feminine-associated vocabulary to describe themselves makes me so fucking happy. Embracement of feminine terms is so important.
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Decorate Me
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y/n loves marks, really loves marks. it’s like she’s being claimed, and for everyone to know that only luke could ever have her. she’s standing in the mirror, looking at her neck, how plain it looks without luke’s marks. a majority of them have faded where they’re not even visible. she likes being sore. she runs her hand across her neck, pressing the spots that luke loves to decorate. he comes into the bathroom where she is and puts his hands on her hips. “whatcha thinking about, angel?” he asks softly, giving her bum a small pat.
she shakes her head, looking at luke’s eyes in the mirror. “my decorations are gone.” she pouts. luke cocks his head to the side, a bit confused as to what y/n just said. “my neck, it’s boring.” she says, turning around to face him. luke clicks his tongue, finally recognizing what his girl wants. luke brushes her hair back so her neck is fully exposed for him.
“yeah? you miss daddy’s markings?” he whispers before planting a kiss against her neck. she nods her head, leaning against the counter. luke knows her sweet spots, knows the spots that make her weak and that will make her beg. he teases her every so slightly, placing kisses right by her sweet spots so she’ll start to whine. “stop whining, angel. you’ll get what you want soon.” luke says. luke grabs her waist and places her on the counter, and by instinct, she opens her legs for him. luke smirks to himself, finally sucking on his favorite sweet spot for y/n. it’s right under her jaw and it sends tingles right to her legs. y/n lets out a small moan for luke.
she takes it upon herself to move one of luke’s hands right between her thighs. luke presses his thumb right up against her clit while he’s still sucking against her neck. y/n begins to move her hips against luke’s thumb, wanting as much pressure on her heat as possible. luke moves to her next sweet spot on the other side of her neck. she tilts her head the other way, making luke’s free hand go to rest on her cheek. he’s rougher with this one, biting down for a couple seconds, then soothing the bruise with his tongue. he pulls back for a minute, admiring the mark that’ll turn purple in a little bit. “all mine, you know that?” luke says, making eye contact with y/n. again, she nods her head.
luke brushes his lips against y/n’s, kissing her passionately. he also moves his hand to the inside of her shorts, messing with the waist band of her panties. y/n wraps her hand around his wrist, moving it lower. luke moves back to her neck, finishing up his work before giving his full attention to y/n’s needs. “what do you need, angel?” luke asks, starting to move to the inside of her panties.
y/n’s breath hitches in her mouth before speaking, “i want you to make me sore.”
“sore, huh? want daddy to roughen you up a bit?” he smirks, already knowing the answer. y/n lets out a meek yes and goes up to kiss luke, hard. luke’s quick to take off her shorts and panties, sticking his fingers in y/n’s mouth before he lets them slide inside her. as much as luke loves seeing y/n walk with a limp, he always makes sure she’s ready to take his cock. y/n takes his fingers into her mouth and coats them in her spit. she spreads her legs wide open for luke, and he teases her a bit.
with light pressure circling her clit, y/n lets out a small breath. she starts to get needy and moves her hips in anyway she can. “luke please, don’t tease me, just put them in.” she moans. luke abides by her wishes and lets his fingers slip inside of her walls. y/n throws her head back and lets luke take the control. luke’s fingers find their rhythm, something y/n can’t handle. her head rolls side to side, panting, begging for luke to fuck her.
“c’mon angel, let me see that face. i wanna watch you cum on daddy’s fingers.” luke says, pulling her up by her throat. y/n opens her eyes, they’re glossy, and full of want. her mouth is hung open, spit dripping out of it. “atta girl, daddy knows what his sweet angel likes, huh?” luke mocks her. y/n can feel her legs shake and her abdomen tighten. she knows she has to ask for permission, but all that’s coming out of her mouth are short, sweet pants and moans. “you know the rules, angel. you wanna cum, you have to ask.” luke reminds her, his grip on her throat tightening.
y/n wraps her hand around luke’s wrist, “daddy, please, can i?” she musters out. her breath keeps hitching in her throat and she can’t focus on anything except the pleasure that luke is giving her. luke gives her nod and y/n let’s put a shriek. luke doesn’t let up with the speed of his fingers, causing y/n’s legs to shake and cross over luke’s hand. luke brings his fingers up his mouth, tasting y/n.
“good girl, always taste so sweet.” luke moans. y/n leans up and kisses luke hard, tasting herself on his tongue. luke’s quick to take off his boxers, letting his cock spring free. his tip is red, leaking with pre-cum. y/n whispers a low fuck when she looks down at luke’s cock. she guides him slowly inside her, both of them gasping as soon as luke fully sinks himself in.
luke practically picks y/n up off the counter so she’s bouncing on his cock. her arms wrap themselves around his shoulders for stability. “just like that, don’t stop.” y/n pants, her legs locking around luke’s hips. luke is hitting every spot inside her, just the way she likes it. y/n can feel herself start to shake, her grip weakening around luke. luke sets her back down on the sink, still inside her, and her body falls completely limp. “please daddy, i’m so close.” y/n moans.
luke finds it hard for himself to hold off on his orgasm, he always made sure y/n came first. always. he let’s one of his hands go down between her legs and starts rubbing her clit in small circles. luke can hear y/n’s moans fall from her red lips, and he’s desperate to get her to where she wants to be. “right there, please daddy, don’t stop,” y/n pants, her hair falling in her face.
her stomach starts to turn, her body shaking, and her breath is staggered. she opens her eyes to look at luke’s. her head lolls back and she’s there. she let’s go of everything that she can, wanting luke to make her hurt. he snakes a hand up to her throat, choking her hard, leaving her a bruise. “atta girl, look at you, such a pretty, pathetic mess.” luke hums. once he feels y/n cum, he lets his own orgasm take over.
his thrusts start to become sloppy, slowly stopping and letting his cum coat the inside of y/n’s walls. he stays inside her for a minute, letting the both of them catch their breath. he kisses her forehead, whispering sweet nothings into her hair. he pulls out, careful not to make a mess, and help’s y/n off the counter.
she takes a look in the mirror, looking at her messy figure. she runs her hand over the marks luke left her, and she say she’s happy to be decorated again.
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they got rid of the punk jump so calum can wear skirts on tour where they don’t have the ability to do the blur live
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