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“Goodnight Seoul!” Jungkook waved goodbye to his fans before his final show of his tour ended.
Soon after he found himself backstage, his girlfriend Y/n patiently waiting for him with open arms. Jungkook instantly smiled as he seen her, “Hey baby.” He kissed her lips. “I’m so fuckin’ beat.”
“I know you are.” She pecked his lips. “But it’s all over now. Can finally rest up. More than before anyway.” She chuckled. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks baby.” He smiled softly, his arms wrapped around her waist as he rested his head on her shoulder. He was indeed exhausted, his body aching from the rigorous schedule and intense performances. “Can we just go home and sleep? Like, actually sleep for once.”
“Anything you want baby. I’ll run you a bath and cook for you the second we get there.” Y/n assured him. “Nothing but normalcy the next few months baby.”
Jungkook smiled, his eyes softening as he looked at her. “You’re the fuckin’ best.” He kissed her forehead.
He took off his stage outfit, returning the clothes and the shoes and the many accessories back to the stylists.
Once they were wrapping up everything they could finally go home after everything.
Security led the couple out, covering them so no one could see them leave.
The XL vehicle was already loaded with their many suitcases they brought with them on their tour.
On the road for months with his group, it’s like the amount of luggage kept piling up with gifts and little keep sakes the couple bought when they visited different countries.
Now, Jungkook and his group were finally able to wind down and take a break. Practice was necessary as always, but nothing compared to this hectic schedule they endured for almost a year of touring.
As soon as they arrived at their home, Jungkook collapsed onto the couch, letting out a sigh of relief.
He felt like he hadn’t been home in forever, the familiar surroundings soothing his tired soul. His girlfriend immediately went to work running him a hot bath and starting dinner just like she said she would.
“Lavender okay for the salts? They’ll relieve your muscles.” Y/n helped her man remove his clothes carefully. She knew his body was aching in pain. He was sore all over.
“Mmhmm.” He hummed softly, letting her undress him like a child. His muscles were indeed knotted up and sore from months of non-stop performing and dancing.
He hissed slightly when she touched his lower back, “Baby?” He called softly. “Can you massage it later?”
“Yeah baby. Let me get started on the food then I’ll come back and get started on your neck and shoulders.” She pecked his jawline. She propped up her iPad, putting on some show they were watching on the tour.
“Mhm.” He murmured, his eyes already half-lidded as he sank into the warm bath. The lavender salts immediately started to work their magic, relaxing his tense muscles.
In the kitchen, Y/n was making him the home cooked meal he deserved. Braised pork belly with rice, kimchi with sides of minced garlic and a lettuce wrap to fold the ingredients in. Nothing too extravagant, but her man loved to eat practically anything she made.
As the delicious aroma filled the house, Jungkook couldn’t help but let out a small groan of approval. His stomach was practically eating itself alive, he was so hungry.
While the pork belly was simmering, she washed her hands. She ran over to the bathroom and seen her man enjoying the show while definitely feeling the effects of the lavender bath. She chuckled. “You look so cute. Sit up for a second.” She started pressing on down his neck and shoulders.
Jungkook complied, sitting up slightly so she could reach his neck and shoulders better. He let out a low hum of satisfaction as her fingers dug into his muscles, working out the knots. The lavender scent filled the room along with the sound of his content sighs. "Mmm, right there...Damn babe…”
She massaged his shoulders, getting rougher in certain spots to ease the pain. “You need a spa day at the bathhouse. Oh and that medicine doctor. You want me to make you an appointment this week?”
"Mmmhmm." He hummed, feeling more relaxed and loose than he had in months. "And a facial too." He added, his voice muffled against the side of the tub. "My skin is a mess." He complained. "Too much makeup and not enough moisture. I could hear that shit crying for help.”
“I have sheet masks under the sink.” She got up, opening the cabinet to unveil her set of skincare products she had lined up.
She slid the sheet mask from the set and ripped open the bag. “Close your eyes until I get it on all the way.” She carefully applied the mask, pressing towards the other corners so there were no ripples. “Okay, open up.”
Jungkook opened his eyes slowly, blinking a few times as the cool sheet mask adhered to his face. He felt instantly refreshed and pampered. “Smells like cucumber.”
A genuine laugh escaped him as he reached up to touch the mask gently. "You always take such good care of me."
“How could I not? You do everything for me.” Y/n laughed.
"Not everything." He denied, his fingers playing with the edge of the sheet mask. "You put up with my crazy schedule and my tired self coming home late."
He pulled her down for a gentle kiss on the lips. "Thank you for being my rock." He whispered against her lips.
“Anything for you baby.” She wiped her mouth, since some of the excess serum on on her lips. “I gotta check on the food. I’ll set an alarm on the iPad for you to get out. On the other side of the door there’s a towel and there’s clothes next to the sink. Lotion and all that is set up right there too. Moistuze the back of your heels babe they look like a lizards skin.”
Jungkook groaned dramatically but laughed, loving how she always noticed every detail about his appearance. Even when they were both a tired mess, she still found ways to pamper him and make him feel taken care of. "Yes ma'am." He teased.
She was back in the kitchen, taking the chopped pork belly to cool on the counter while she assembled their side dishes.
In the bathroom, Jungkook carefully removed the sheet mask, his skin feeling baby soft and smooth. He washed his face thoroughly, then moisturized like she told him to.
He put lotion on his heels, wincing slightly as he realized they really were as dry as she said. "Damn." He mumbled softly. “I’m all bruised too…”
“Hmm….” She cracked open an iced cold can of beer for her man, with a cup of water on the side.
As he walked into the kitchen, the delicious aroma of the braised pork belly hit his nose, making his stomach growl loudly. He took the beer from her with a grateful smile, popping the top and taking a long sip. "God, that smells amazing. My mouth is watering.”
“You smell good.” Y/n smiled. “I haven’t tasted the food yet but the sauce I glazed the meat with smells super good. Sit down.”
He sat down at the table, watching her move around the kitchen with a contented sigh. She looked so domestic and comfortable in her own space. It was incredibly attractive to him how natural she was in taking care of him and their home.
“Okay here.” She handed him a pair of chopsticks. “Try it try it. I’m curious.” She folded her arms while she intensely watched him try the pork.
He picked up a piece of the pork belly with his chopsticks, the glaze shining under the kitchen light. He blew on it gently before putting it in his mouth.
His eyes widened instantly as the flavors exploded—a perfect balance of sweet, savory, and slightly spicy. "Holy shit baby."
“Well?!”
"This is... this is like, foodgasm level good." He said around a mouthful, quickly chewing and swallowing. "Fuck, babe. You outdid yourself." He picked up another piece, holding it out to her. "Try?"
“Ah.” She chewed the piece once he landed it in her mouth. “Mm… Damn. For me not marinating it….Thats bomb.”
He chuckled, watching her eat with the same intense expression he just had. It was adorable how serious she got about food.
"See? You're a natural chef. You don’t even have to try.” He praised, taking another bite. "The sauce is perfect, the meat is tender... damn." He shook his head in amazement.
He watched as she carefully wrapped the pork in lettuce leaves, adding a bit of rice and sauce. It looked so simple yet incredibly appetizing.
“I’m glad you like it baby cause I love it.” She chuckled, making a lettuce wrap with hers.
He decided to follow her lead, making his own lettuce wraps. As they ate in comfortable silence, he couldn't help but smile, feeling genuinely happy and content.
“Tomorrow I’ll definitely make a soup or something since it’s raining. But this…goddamn. There’s tons of extra meat I made too if you did wanna have more or bring some to practice.” Y/n offered.
He looked up at her, his mouth full of the delicious pork belly. He nodded eagerly, giving her a thumbs up. After swallowing, he said, "I’ll bring some to the guys too. They'll fucking lose it over this."
“Okay. I’ll pack some up when I’m done.” She nodded.
He went back to eating, occasionally stealing glances at her. He loved these quiet moments with her, where they could just be together without any pressure or expectations.
As he finished his meal, he leaned back in his chair, patting his stomach contentedly. "I'm so full." He groaned happily.
“That’s what I wanted.” She got up once finished, pecking his cheek. “I’ll wash everything and put it up. Go brush your teeth and all that I’ll be up in a bit.”
"Okay, love you." He stood up, kissing her forehead gently before heading to the bathroom.
“Love you.” She replied and tidied up the kitchen, humming to one of his songs out of habit as she did so.
She always was listening to his music. Anytime she was doing something. If it wasn’t his music, it was some interview he was doing.
As he brushed his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror, noticing how relaxed and genuinely happy he looked. All thanks to her home cooking and loving care.
He was so appreciative of her. If it wasn’t for her, he probably would’ve just ordered some cold ass pizza and called it a night.
He finished brushing his teeth and walked back to the living room, finding her humming one of his songs as she cleaned. A gentle smile spread across his face at the sound of his own voice coming from her lips. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Hm? Everything okay?” She glanced.
"Yeah." He nuzzled the back of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent mixed with the food she cooked. "You sing my songs when you clean." He observed. "Doesn’t that get boring? Hearing my voice all the time?" He chuckled.
“Mm not really. I think it’s relaxing. I feel at ease when I hear it.” Y/n shrugged. “I’m your biggest fan sooooo…”
His heart skipped a beat at her words. It was the smallest thing, but it meant the world to him. He turned her around gently and captured her lips in a quick kiss. "I love you," he murmured against her mouth.
She blushed, kissing him back sweetly. “I love you more…”
"Impossible," he replied, his voice filled with warmth and affection. He pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against hers. "I'll go upstairs and lay down. You coming up soon?" He asked, already knowing the answer. She always came up to join him after finishing.
“I’m gonna be done in a bit but I need to shower. My hair smells like pig.” She joked.
He laughed softly, giving her a playful nudge. "Go shower then, you stink." He teased, knowing she didn't actually smell bad. She swatted him.
He walked upstairs to their bedroom, getting comfortable under the covers.
Wrapping everything up in the kitchen, she went up to their bedroom to grab some clothes and a towel to change into once she was out the shower. “Babe pick a movie to watch when we’re done!” She called out before stepping in to wash herself and her hair.
He heard her call out from the bathroom and smiled to himself as he scrolled through their streaming services, trying to find a movie they both liked. He settled on a romantic comedy they'd seen before but always enjoyed rewatching.
Once she was out the shower, she lotioned up her body and she blowdried her hair completely dry. She changed into some pj set she had in their closet before walking to their bed. “You found something yet?”
"Mhm," He looked up from his phone as she walked over, his eyes roaming over her in the cute pj set. He held up his phone showing the movie cover. "This one? You okay with it?" He asked, pulling back the covers for Y/n to climb in.
She agreed and he casted the movie onto the TV.
“That looks good.” She stepped into bed beside him. “Although… is it bad I kinda want ice cream?”
"Ice cream?" He laughed, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. "At this time? Baby, it's midnight."
He was teasing her, but he couldn't deny that the thought of eating ice cream in bed with her sounded pretty fucking perfect right now. "What flavor?"
She smiled, knowing he’d give in since it was her. “That one place with the cookie with the ice cream on top is still open…”
"Baby the pizookie place?" He confirmed, already grabbing his phone to open the delivery app. "You want the large or small?" He asked, his fingers hovering over the screen.
“Large. Just order it and I’ll run real quick to pick it up so it doesn’t get soggy and gross.” She got up.
"Large it is." He placed the order quickly and handed her his card and phone. "Eight minutes till it's ready apparently."
He watched her rush to put on some shoes and a jacket. God, he loved how excited she got over simple things like late night ice cream. “Be careful baby it’s late.”
“I will I promise. You’re the best.” Y/n kissed his lips over and over. “I’ll be right right back baby don’t start the movie!” She rushed out the house.
He watched her rush out the door, laughing as she kissed him repeatedly. He leaned back against the pillows with a smile on his face, his heart feeling full.
He waited a few minutes before getting up to start the movie, pausing it when he heard the front door open again. "Baby?”
“It’s me duh!” She set the bag with their pizookie down and quickly kicked off her shoes and flinging her jacket on their couch. She grabbed the bag again and ran upstairs to their room. “Okay okay start the movie I am gonna unbag it.”
He chuckled as she bustled around, unbagging their late-night treat. He pressed play on the movie, settling back against the pillows and opening his arms for her to join him. She handed him his fork.
The warm, gooey cookie aroma filled the room as she started digging in. "Fuckkk.”
He laughed, pulling her closer and eating with her. "You're ridiculous." He teased, but he loved it. He loved these little moments with her. The movie played softly in the background as they shared their pizookie, laughing and joking around.
“The large was definitely needed…We tore this thang up!” She laughed.
"Right?" He agreed, wiping a bit of ice cream from her chin with his thumb. His eyes looked at her messy face and sticky fingers. "You have ice cream on your nose." He pointed out, leaning in to kiss it off gently.
“Mm.” She let him clean her. “It’s so nice being in our fucking bed again.” She groaned. “No more sharing hotels or having to eat as quick as we can.”
"I know." He breathed out, relaxing even further into the pillows. They'd been so busy with his career lately, always on the go and never truly getting to enjoy their own space. Being home with her, in their bed, was pure fucking heaven. "I missed this."
“I did too. I almost forgot the feeling.” She laid back with him.
"Eating in bed, being messy, not having to clean up immediately?" He smiled against her forehead. "I've missed you just being comfortable and not having to worry about hotel rules or schedules." He glanced at the mostly eaten cookie and melting ice cream. "God I love this."
“Me too baby.” She turned over and smiled, then kissing his lips. “Lemme clean this cookie off your face.”
He let her wipe his face gently, enjoying her gentle touches. Once they were both clean, she set the empty container aside and settled back against him. "The movie's probably halfway over," He muttered, but didn't reach for the phone. He was exactly where he wanted to be.
“Mm who cares?” She went back to kissing him, this time just because.
He kissed her back slowly, deeply. His hands slid into her hair. He rolled partially on top of her, pressing her into the mattress. When they finally broke apart for air, he rested his forehead against hers with a soft smile. "I love you."
“I love you more.” She giggled.
He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to her nose. "Impossible." He murmured, his hands gently tracing patterns on her side.
“Mm so you’re saying you love me more?”
"No, I'm saying you can't possibly love me more than I love you." He argued playfully, his fingers sliding under her shirt to trace her hip bone. "Because I literally cannot live without you. You're my entire fucking world." His voice turned sincere suddenly.
“You’re too sweet.” She blushed.
"And you're too beautiful." He replied softly, his fingers continuing their gentle exploration of her skin. "Too perfect. Too everything."
He leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her collarbone, his hands sliding up to frame her face. "I love you more than anything or anyone else."
“Fuck! You win okay?” She laughed.
He grinned against her skin, kissing his way back up to her mouth. "Damn right I win." He murmured before capturing her laughter in a kiss. His hands slid into her hair as he deepened the kiss, rolling fully on top of her this time.
His lips curved against hers at her soft sound. One hand slid down to her waist while the other continued tangling in her hair, kissing her with a slow, deep passion.
The room was silent except for their gentle kisses and the faint sound of the movie playing unused in the background.
She made out with him intensely on their bed, lips smacking and her body tossing and turning on the bed as she tried to get him as close as possible.
He followed her movements eagerly, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply and passionately. His hands roamed her body, gripping her hips and pulling her closer.
As they moved together on the bed, the intensity of their kisses grew stronger, their lips smacking together loudly.
“You taste so good babe.” She complimented.
"So do you." He murmured against her mouth, kissing her again deeply before pulling back slightly to look at her flushed face and messy hair.
"God I love making out with you like this." He laughed softly, pressing gentle kisses along her jaw. "All passionate and needy. Worked up…”
“How tired are you? I really…really wanna do more.” She panted.
"Not tired at all anymore." He whispered, his hands sliding under her shirt to pull it off over her head. His own shirt quickly followed, leaving them both topless.
He pressed a kiss to her neck, his hands roaming her sides and stomach. "I'm suddenly very awake."
“Oh really? Cause I got another cookie you can eat.” She jokingly flirted.
He laughed deeply at her playful words, his hands sliding down to unbutton her pants and slowly pulling them off along with her underwear.
He pressed open-mouthed kisses down her stomach as he went, his eyes darkening with desire. "Mmm, I think I want that cookie."
“Oh you do?” She blushed. “Cause I’ve been saving it for you alllll day.”
"Fuck, woman." He groaned, spreading her legs with his hands and settling between them.
He looked up at her with heavy-lidded eyes, his face buried between her thighs. "You gonna give me my cookie now?" He pressed an open-mouthed kiss on her center through her folds.
“Fuck.” She mouthed, already weak from just a kiss down there. “Mhm. Right now.”
He smirked against her, his tongue finally sliding out to taste her. His hands gripped her thighs tightly as he began to eat her out eagerly, his tongue circling and flicking over her clit. He moaned softly, the vibrations sending shivers through her body.
"Mmm..." He hummed against her, his eyes fluttering closed as he focused solely on pleasuring her.
His thumbs spread her open wider, allowing him deeper access. He licked and sucked her folds like he was starving - because he was.
“That’s good baby just like that.” She whispered, “Damn babe.”
Hearing her praise and dirty talk only made him more aggressive. He added a finger inside her while sucking hard on her clit.
His other hand came up to play with her breasts. "Shit, you taste so good." He muffled against her pussy. Suddenly- "Wait-" He pulled his face out abruptly.
“What? Why’d you stop?”
He quickly wiped his mouth, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I want to taste you from behind." He flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her knees. “Shit.”
She bit her lip once he had her in this position, knowing how he was really going to work her.
"Goddamn, this view." He groaned, spreading her cheeks apart. Without any warning, he buried his face between them, his tongue pushing inside her from behind.
He reached around to grab her tits, squeezing them roughly. "Fuck, your pussy is so pretty from here."
Her face was in the pillow, red and bashful.
He ate her out aggressively from behind, his tongue curling inside her and hitting spots she didn't even know existed.
His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he feasted on her ass-up. Suddenly, he pulled back and spat on her hole, making it glisten. "Mm you’re gonna love me in a minute.”
"You like that?" He laughed darkly, spreading her cheeks open again. He spat on her hole a few more times, his saliva dripping down her crack.
Without waiting for a response, he buried his face back between her cheeks and started rimming her, his tongue pushing against her tight hole.
“My fucking— Babe!” She practically screamed.
"Shh, just feel it." He murmured against her backside, his tongue pushing inside her ass.
One hand reached around to play with her clit while the other gripped her thigh tightly. He rimmed her aggressively, pushing his tongue deeper and deeper inside her tight hole.
“Oh my fucking gosh.” Her eyes rolled back. “You— I— Ugh!”
"Look at you taking my tongue like a good girl." He growled, pushing his tongue as far as it would go inside her ass.
He slapped her other cheek hard, making it jiggle. "You like getting rimmed by your man?"
She nodded quickly in the pillow.
“Can’t hear you.”
“Yes! I-I do okay?”
"God, you're so fucking dirty taking my tongue in your ass." He praised her, spitting on her hole again and pushing his tongue back inside.
His fingers rubbed her clit roughly while he ate her ass out like a starving man. "Such a nasty girl for me."
“So fucking good…Mmm…Fuck…I-I’m so glad you didn’t fall asleep…” She whined.
"No way I could sleep with this perfect ass staring at me." He laughed softly, spreading her cheeks wider. "You know what I just realized?" His tongue pushed back inside her asshole again.
"Mmm?" She moaned softly, waiting for his question.
“I actually haven’t ate this in weeks. No wonder you wanted it so bad. Desperate girl.” He chuckled. “Finally got what you wanted.”
“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” She was sweating and body was aching for release. The sweet talk and the way he ravished her body was unreal. She couldn’t take it anymore.
She squirted as she released all over him, making him chuckle and take in whatever he could.
He moaned against her pussy, his tongue catching all her juices. He kept his fingers inside her, wiggling them around as she squirted all over him. "You fucking soaked me." He pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean.
“Shit babe. Made a fuckin’ mess.” He growled. “Pussys quivering.” He shook his head. “You still want me inside?”
Y/n sat up, nodding quickly. “I want it.”
He quickly wiped his mouth and climbed on top of her, pressing his hard dick against her pussy lips. "You want me inside this pretty pussy?"
He rubbed his dick up and down her slit, getting it wetter. He leaned down to kiss her deeply. "Say please."
“Please Jungkook I need it.” She swallowed, thighs still trembling from her previous orgasm.
He grabbed her thighs and lifted them up, holding them against her chest. He lined his dick up with her pussy and slammed inside her hard, making her cry out. "Shit, Y/n" He started pounding into her hard and fast.
“Oh my fucking Gosh babe shit.” She was so fucking wet, he could slide in and out of her with ease.
"You're so fucking wet, baby. Taking my dick like a good girl." He leaned down to kiss her neck, sucking on it hard as he continued pounding into her.
The wet sounds of their fucking filled the room along with their heavy breathing and moans.
“Such…a…fucking…long wait to fuck…like this…” She was panting, could hardly form words together. Her and Jungkook had obviously fucked on his tour but they just couldn’t get it going the way they could at home.
"Tell me about it." He grunted, snapping his hips forward hard. "Fucking hotels and condoms, goddamn."
He reached down to grab her ass, squeezing it tightly as he thrust into her deeper. "Nothing beats being able to pound your pussy raw at home." He bit her neck hard. "Trying to fuck in hotel rooms and tour buses—shit the planes... nowhere near as good as this."
“I fucking suck at staying quiet with you. Hated having to cover my mouth but I loved when that hand was around my throat.” She smirked.
"Mhm, you’re loud as fuck. I love it." He wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed gently. "I missed being able to choke you while I fuck you. Having to cover your mouth was annoying as hell. I wanted to hear my girl screaming while I fuck her."
“I can’t help myself. Couldn’t be quiet if I wanted. My man makes me feel so fucking good.” She hummed.
"Goddamn right I do." He squeezed her throat again before letting go to grab her thighs instead. He pushed them back towards her chest, opening her up wider so he could fuck into her deeper. "You know what drove me crazy on tour?" He asked between thrusts.
"Not being able to cum inside you." He groaned, bottoming out inside her. "Having to pull out and nut on your stomach or in a condom. Fuck." He started pounding into her even harder at the memory. "I missed filling up your pretty little pussy with my cum."
Over the tour her birth control pack ran out. It wasn’t until about two weeks ago she was able to get them renewed and now they were able to get the green light to have unprotected sex.
“I know baby. I could’ve swore the pharmacist gave me enough but I guess not.” She groaned. Shit, she hated it too. Hated having that latex between them almost the entire tour.
"Fuck, no wonder I couldn't sleep at night. Waking up every morning with a hard-on, knowing I couldn’t fucking breed my girl’s pussy without a damn rubber on." He slammed into her hard, making her whimper. “Couldn’t snap pics of that shit. Only that weak ass rubber.”
“I—“
"Don't be sorry, baby. It's not your fault." He leaned down to kiss her softly. “You felt amazing regardless baby. Anything with you is a blessing in my book.”
"I'm just glad we can finally fuck without a condom again." He started pounding into her harder and faster, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. “So much better like this.”
“You better cum alllll inside tonight.”
"Fuck yes I am." He groaned, reaching down to rub her clit while he fucked her. "Gonna fill this pussy up so fucking good. You want that, baby? Want your man's raw cum deep inside you?"
“You fuckin’ know I want that shit.” She growled. “Ugh just like that.” He tossed her leg over his shoulder. “Oh fuck!”
"Goddamn, this angle feels so good." He grunted, hitting her spot perfectly with each thrust. "You gonna cum on this raw dick, baby? Wanna feel that pussy squeezing me when I nut inside you?" He rubbed her clit faster.
“Fuck I wanna cum together.” She nodded.
"Fuck yeah, baby. Let's fucking cum together." He growled, pounding into her harder and faster. "You gotta hold my dick tight with that pussy when I nut in you, understood?" He ordered, slapping her ass hard.
"I'm gonna fucking cum..." He groaned, his hips stuttering against hers. "Fuck fuck fuck..." He rubbed her clit furiously, determined to make her orgasm with him. "Cum with me baby! Fuck!"
“Fuck!” Once he rubbed her clit again to the perfect point, she was able to reach her orgasm once more, cumming with him.
"Shit!" He roared as he came hard inside her bare pussy, his cock pulsing and jerking with each wave of his orgasm.
He kept rubbing her clit through her release, drawing out both of their pleasures until they were both shaking and sensitive. "Holy fuck"
“Ugh…” She laid there, chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.
He collapsed on top of her, his softening dick still inside her cum-filled pussy. He kissed her deeply, messy and sloppy from the intensity of their orgasm. "I love you so fucking much," he murmured against her lips. "My girl, my everything." He held her close.
“I love you baby…Shit. I really do.” She relaxed next to him. “We definitely…Can’t sleep in this bed.”
He laughed softly, kissing her forehead. "Yeah, we made a damn mess." He carefully pulled out of her, both of them groaning at the movement.
Cum immediately started leaking out of her well-used pussy. "Look at that," he murmured, watching it drip out.
“Fuck.” She bit her lip. “Pull out and get a towel. I’m gonna drip everywhere when I stand up. Just pull out and I’ll toss everything in the washer.”
"Fuck, okay." He pulled out slowly, a huge glob of their mixed cum falling out onto the bed. "Jesus Christ." He got up and grabbed a towel from the bathroom, bringing it back to her. "You gotta be fucking kidding me, there’s so much.”
She chuckled. “Well yeah.” She took the towel.
She patted the towel against her pussy, cleaning up any of his cum that dripped down. She got up to use the bathroom and wipe up.
She came out of the bathroom, tossing on a shirt and sleep shorts instead of the cute getup she had earlier.
He was changed into a shirt and shorts now too. “Grab a blanket for us for the couch and I’ll toss these.”
He smacked her ass playfully before grabbing the dirty sheets and taking them downstairs to the washer.
She collected some blankets and pillows do them to use for the living room before walking down herself.
He was already in the living room, setting up the blankets and pillows on the couch when she came down.
He looked up at her and smiled softly, taking in her post-sex appearance - hair messy, lips swollen, walking with a slight sway to her hips.
He pulled her into his arms, kissing her gently. "You look so fucking sexy right now." He murmured against her lips. "I love seeing you all fucked out and satisfied."
“Hush. Get on the couch so we can sleep.” She laughed. “Sore and tired from the tour my ass…Sooo tired and just wants to sleep he said…”
“Whatever. I’m allowed to have a change of heart.”
"Comfortable?" He asked softly, already half asleep himself from exhaustion.
“Mhm…” She was already dozing off.
He smiled softly, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer.
He buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent deeply as he fell asleep with her in his arms, completely content and happy after a long tour and an even longer, harder fuck session. He slept peacefully with his girl in his arms.
The two slept peacefully, so peaceful they couldn’t remember that she didn’t take her pill today.