Vacation Mornings

Vacation Mornings

Summary: What does it look like when you get to spend mornings together when pablo is on vacation <33

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: none just pure fluff <33

You woke up first so you turned around in Pablo's arms smiling at his peaceful sleepy face knowing just how much he needs sleep after the draining season he had.

When you look at him, he was only your Pablo, an 18 years old sleeping baby, but then you remember all of his achievements and how he has to spend most of his year being the professional player.

When he finally had a break, you wanted him to rest up and recover as much as possible so you decided to let him sleep in for as long as he wants to in the next month.

Your hand touch his face gently careful not to wake him up as you slowly start leaving kisses to his cheeks, then his neck and chest getting a little too much into it. You heard his giggles looking up feeling guilty for actually waking him up but he didn't seem to mind.

"Mmm I love vacation mornings..." he said and you blush moving up and kissing his lips lovingly as he pulled you on top of hi deepening the kiss and holding you tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry I woke you up cariño.." you say but he shook his head kissing your lips again while his hands went through your curls down your back slowly.

"I could never complain being woken up by your kisses anjo..if only I can always wake up like this" he said sighing and you smiled touching his face and pecking his lips.

"Then I am going to wake you up like this every morning during this vacation.." you said and he smiled nodding his head before you kissed some more.

"Y/n! Should I wear this dress?" Aurora just rushed into the bedroom and Pablo jumped putting the blanket over you on top of him instinctively although you weren't even naked.

"Don't you know how to knock!?" Pablo said and you giggled when Aurora flipped him off and walked to show you the pictures of the dress she was talking about. It looked very nice on her and you said she should wear it.

"Oh and I knew you weren't naked since for the first time there was no noises and I could sleep!" Aurora said before rushing to the door as Pablo threw a small pillow at her.

"I love staying at home for vacation with you but maybe we start locking that door preciosa.." he said and you giggled nodding your head kissing him again.

"This is where we left off, isn't it cariño??" you said and he smiled kissing you again this time with a bit more strength and you moaned quietly.

"Mhmm..morning besitos..I'm going to get hooked on them" he said and you smiled into the kiss nodding your head before laying down on his chest and just cuddling up some more until it's the time to start your day.

When you walked downstairs finally meeting his family already done with the breakfast, you walked up to Belen who giggled at her sleepy son who saw searching for a cup to make himself coffee.

"So grumpy in the morning..like his papa" Belen said and you chuckled walking up to Pablo taking the cup and telling him you'll take it and he should go eat something.

"Te amo princesa..graciass" he said like a whiny child and you giggle nodding your head as he pecked your lips and sit down with his dad to eat some breakfast. You asked Sr. Gavi if he wanted coffee but he politely declined saying he already had his earlier.

"Made you and me some oats, hermanita" Aurora gave me the bowl and I sent her a kiss before finishing Pablo's coffee while munching on it and then bringing it to him kissing the side of his head.

He took it smiling and pulling me to sit on his leg which I obliged as we talked to his dad while finishing our breakfast. He kissed my shoulder softly before sipping on his coffee and finishing his breakfast.

"You kids want to have a pool day today??" Belen said and Aurora nodded at the same time as me while Pablo whined but seeing how excited I was about her he also agreed.

"You're lucky yo te amo muchisimo princesa!" he said and you giggled nodding your head and kissing his lips before you both went upstairs to change into some swimsuits and have another amaizng day on vacation together <33

I know it's short but I really like this idea of Pablo being grumpy in the morning hehe <33

mmmm thinking about sweaty make out sessions with luke with copious amounts of shameless dry humping!

luke catches your heavy breath in his mouth with his fingers in your hair, tugging your face closer to his until your noses knock and your teeth clash. his onyx curls feather over your fingertips when you weave your fingers behind his skull, and his chest expands against your pulsating one. "wait, wait," your breath catches against a notch in the back of your throat, and you swallow back your heart when it leaps up there. "can't breathe."

his halfie aches underneath your bottom; it's smothered by your quivering thighs and it chubs up with every brazen drag of your hips and wanton cry into his mouth. "took your breath away already, huh?" the corner of his lips dances up, and you kiss it away, erasing the smug expression.

"it's just hot in here," you excuse, limbs slick with uncomfortable perspiration. "don't get ahead of yourself."

luke laughs, then, chasing after your retreating mouth and catching your bottom lip between his gleaming teeth, surprising you enough to slip his tongue in against yours. he gathers each drop of saliva that oozes out, enthralled and inebriated on the taste of desperation that seeps out.

your clit throbs underneath the seam of your joggers, and you press further on it, catching the eager bud against the outline of the cock squeezed in between your legs. your lips slip against luke's and the threat of a bloody, swollen lip has your heart leaping again. "want you to cum," your hips drag lazily, and his dick responds accordingly.

"before you do?" he drawls, and you lap up the sarcastic remark with another low whine.

luke grapples sloppily for your hips, guiding your stuttered movements as you swivel downward, obscuring your selfish desires behind the quick grinding. "i'll clean you up," you preen, pressing a sloppy, wet kiss against his cheekbone when he pulls up for air again. "get you clean and everything."

the grey of his sweats darkens, the small patch growing in size with the betrayal of his hidden arousal, and luke groans through his teeth. pre spills from his rouged cock, and you move harder - faster. "you're such a whore," he teases against your mouth when you find it again, and your fingers tighten around the wiry strands of sweaty hair between them. "practically begging for it, aren't you?"

your eyes squeeze shut, jaw loosening with another tight mewl of rapture. he echoes the same noise, palm holding fast against the small of your back. burying his searing dick inside your cunt; tucking it inside those warm walls with his balls pressed tight against your perineum -- luke is losing it, eyes rolling back inside his skull as your grip on his hair yanks his head back, exposing his vulnerable jugular.

your seat below grows damp as ropes of warm cum paint the inside of his pants, and your lips seal around his bobbing adam's apple, sucking an angry mark into the pulsating flesh. he smiles again, cheeks cratering with audacious dimples, and you thumb soothingly at his tacky temple. "go on then," he swallows, chasing for some air to enter his breathless lungs. "clean me up."

DRUTHERS — rafe cameron x fem!reader short oneshot

summary: rafe sees you and sarah sunbathing on the druthers and makes an excuse for his sister to go away for a moment so he could talk to you alone.

warnings: small age gap (17 and 19), based off s1, flirting, compliments, kissing, rafe grabbing readers ass, mild cussing, implied sex but no actual sex, rafe being soft ᡣ𐭩

you and sarah had spent all afternoon out on her dad’s boat catching suntans and listening to music. you two were best friends, so you were constantly at her house, but her dad didn’t mind. ward liked you a lot, he found you to be a great friend to his daughter.

you got along well with her little sister wheezie, too, as well as her stepmom rose and especially her older brother rafe. he was only two years older than you, and oh so handsome. he flirted with you a lot, always liked your photos on instagram and swiped up on your stories with love heart eyes emojis.

you two kept your texts and stuff to yourselves, not telling any of your friends about each other because you didn’t want sarah to find out you liked her brother, fearing it would ruin your friendship or make things awkward.

“can you pass me my drink please?” sarah asks, sitting halfway up on her back as the two of you sunbathe. “sure” you say, reaching over and grabbing her drink to pass it to her since you were the closest. “thanks, cheers” she says, grinning as you grab your drink too, clinking the glass against hers as you both take a sip.

“so, how are things with topper?” you ask, both of you setting your drinks back down so you could lay back down on your backs. “great actually. he’s such a sweetheart” she giggles, seeing you grin. “we need to get you a boyfriend” she adds, making you laugh.

“i don’t want a boyfriend” you say, hearing her chuckle. neither of you were aware that her brother rafe was on the boat, too. he didn’t make his presence known, he just came here to grab something but overheard your conversation.

he searches around for whatever he’s looking for, but makes a rummaging sound which made both you and sarah sit up and turn around to look over, “oh, hey rafe” you smile, “hey” he smiles back. “what do you want?” sarah asks, frowning her eyebrows at him.

“nothin’, just came to get this” he says, holding up a charger looking type of wire in his hand. “oh, and rose wants you, she wants to know if you two want some of the food she’s cooking” rafe shrugs. “what’s she cooking?” sarah asks. “i dunno’. go ask her yourself” he says, giving her the typical brotherly attitude.

she rolls her eyes at him. “fine” she says, telling you that she’ll be back soon before standing up and walking away, past rafe and off the boat. “so, you look pretty” he tells you once his sister is out of sight, walking over to you. “thank you” you giggle, smiling up at him as he holds his hand out for you to take it, pulling you up after you grab his hand.

“is rose actually cooking?” you giggle, pulling him into a soft hug, the way he wraps his arms around you gives you butterflies. “yeah she is” he laughs, the two of you pulling away from the hug after a few moments.

“and do you actually know what she’s cooking?” you ask with a smirk and raised eyebrows, seeing him nod in response, a smirk growing on his lips. he made you laugh, which made him laugh too. “you’re too cute” you say, brushing your hand against his arm flirtatiously.

“me? nah, look at you, you’re the cutest” he chuckles, reaching his arm down to your waist, resting his hand there as you stand ever so closely to him. “so… you don’t want a boyfriend, huh?” he asks, tilting his head at the comment you’d made earlier.

“well, i don’t just want any boyfriend” you hint, playfully rolling your eyes as you bring your hand up to his chest, keeping it there which made him grin. “ah, i see,” he nods, “so, now you want me to be your boyfriend?” he asks, raising his eyebrows.

“i don’t know…” you shyly giggle.

he laughs at you, pulling you into a loose hug and kissing your forehead. you move your head up to look at him, seeing him glance down at your lips. butterflies form in your belly as he leans down to kiss you, and you immediately kiss him back.

the two of you start to slowly make out right there, your hands gently roaming each others bodies. “mm, fuck. you’re so hot, you look so beautiful in that bikini” he says mid kiss, reaching his hands down and around to your ass to lightly squeeze it. “i want you to take it off me” you tease which made him raise his eyebrows and break the kiss completely. you’ve never fucked him before, not yet anyway. “really?” he asks, seeing you nod. “fuckkk. don’t tease me like that,” he whines. “what if i come to your room later?” you ask, smirking and feeling confident. “oh hell yeah” he says, grabbing your hips and pulling you back in for another kiss.

you start to make out again, but this time it was a little more heated, with your hands wrapping around the back of his neck and his reaching down to your ass, gripping it a little rougher than earlier. you tongue each other for another minute until you’re cut off by the sound of footsteps running up to the boat, followed by a yell, “rafe!!”

you quickly pull away from him, taking a step back and collecting yourself before seeing sarah walk onto the boat and over to you, “rafe you dick, rose said she told you what she’s cooking” sarah shakes her head, panting as she’s out of breath from running all the way back to the boat.

her brother snickers in response, which made you shyly giggle, you had a huge crush on rafe but tried so bad to hide it. “now go away. leave my friend alone” she jokes, walking back over to you and nudging him out of the way before taking a seat back down on the floor, laying down to continue sunbathing.

“yeah yeah. see ya, y/n” he says, winking and waving at you without sarah seeing before walking away, grabbing the object he had before and heading off the boat. you get back down on the floor and join sarah in sunbathing again.

there was a brief moment of silence before sarah turns her head to look at you. “what?” you ask, turning yours to face her before seeing a smirk appear on her lips. “you like him, don’t you?” she asks. “what? no…” you frown, trying to play it off but she gives you a sarcastic look, making you roll your eyes “fine,”

“i knew it. you’re always so giggly around him it makes me sick” she says, pulling an icky face which made you laugh. “are you seeing each other?” she asks. “what makes you think that?” you ask her.

“come on. he obviously lied to me so he could talk to you” she laughs, she’s not stupid. “fine. i guess so…” you nervously say, glad she’s having a better reaction than to what you thought. “ew. so gross. but whatever makes you happy, girl” she jokes, smiling to support you. she may not have the best relationship with her brother, but she wants her best friend to be happy.

this is short n sweet i hope u like it ᡣ𐭩 just a oneshot for u guys bc season 1 rafe is so cute icl. my reqs are open if anyone wants to send in any rafe recommendations <3 — NOT proofread. english isn’t my first language so pls feel free to point out any mistakes and correct me :)

@cameronluvr

here a lil requesty quest .... just sum sweet for the kids ...

smoke sesh w/ elliot that turns into steamy makeout sesh? kinda like the elliot and j*les scene in ep 4 ?

sure thang. it was hot ngl, but still hate them bc of baby rue

whatevs

WEED N’ KISSES

You laughed lowly as you plucked the joint from Elliots’ lips, causing him to release the smoke before sucking it back in, as you took a hit, “Yup. Never kissed someone before,” you admitted, something you usually didn’t tell people due to judgment. But as your eyes hooded due to the bud, you felt your muscles relax, as well as your worries. Besides, it was just Elliot. He didn’t really count as a person, he was too chill, “Almost—but the dude smelled like fish sticks so.”

His brows rose, a smirk quirking onto his lips, “For real? That shits nasty,” he muttered, twisting his face slightly. You giggled once again before handing it back to him, fingers brushing against his, before climbing away from the window and taking a seat on the bed beside him. The mattress dipped as you settled on your bottom, looking at him with thin eyes. His eyes were glued to the ceiling, “How about you? You kiss anyone yet?”

He laughed breathlessly, “Course I did,” he mused, dark eyes flickering over to you, “Why? You wanna kiss me?”

Your cheeks burned, shaking your head as he sat up, tossing the burnt out joint out the window. You spotted his black t-shirt ride up a bit, revealing his chiseled abs that glistened beneath the dimly lit lamp in his room, before it fell back down to cover to the skin. Your heart raced as he laid back down, resting on his elbow, “I mean, I’m surprised you haven’t kissed anyone yet.”

A small smile broke onto your lips.

“Why?”

His eyes flashed up and down your figure, before his smirk grew, “You’re pretty fuckin’ kissable. Your lips are nice and smooth.”

Biting down on your bottom lip, you watched as his pink tongue poked out to wet his own, before the tension began to grow thicker. Your voice wavered, “Yeah?”

He nodded, gazing at you from below as you leaned over him.

“Uh huh.”

You both stared at each others’ lips, chest rising up and down quickly as your toes curled in your socks. You inched a bit closer to his face, and when he didn’t back away, you closed the space between you and set a soft kiss to his lips. It was soft and innocent. Pulling away quickly, your eyes rounded as you looked at him—fearing it was a mistake. He stared at you with those eyes of his, lips slightly parted, as he remained silent. Heat rose to your cheeks as you inhaled sharply, blinking in shock, about to say utter an apology.

But then he leaned upwards, pushing him back onto your mouth, one of his hands rising to your cheek. You kissed him back quickly as you swung your legs over him, sitting in his lap, as his big hands roamed your body. It was a hungry kiss, messy and needy, being led by the drug you two had smoked. Your brain was fuzzy, but all you knew was that it felt good, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip making you whimper, before he swiped his tongue over the wound. The his mouth moved to your neck, before sucking harshly on the spot, throwing your head back as you moaned his name.

He climbed over you, setting you on the bed, as your hips grinded into each other. Fingers pulling at his hair, he licked and nipped at your flesh, probably leaving a million hickies, before moving back to your lips. His lips were warm and soft, tongue moving against yours, before pulling away. Your hand rose to your mouth as you blushed furiously, him letting out a chuckle as he breathed heavily above you, his lips swollen from the makeout session.

He let out a cough before climbing off you, “Shit—I’m gonna go jerk off now.”

You laughed as he sent you a wink, before rubbing the back of his neck, and walking out the room.

You wanted to do that again.

i am a starved woman with all the Lando content and.... the selfies ah... please if you can write some soft smut with him idk lazy riding him under the sheets while saying something funny, laughs interrupted with moans and all that intimate sex im weak for ma'am

ohhhh my god PLEASE I am a weak woman 💔

lando norris/fem!reader fluffy smut nsfw (1.7k words)

“Behave.” Lando says it lowly, jokingly with a sly smile on his lips that drives you just a little nuts.

You pout and pull your hand away, placing it in your lap as you continue staring at him. Maybe you’re hoping for him to finally give in, to disregard the fact that your hotel room is adjacent with George and Carmen and that management had managed to find a five star hotel for the entire grid to stay at, with the thinnest paper walls to ever exist.

Just a moment ago, you could hear the buzzing coming from George’s electric toothbrush and he’d already pounded his fist against the wall when you laughed a little too loudly at Lando’s ridiculous wet hair when he’d stepped out of the shower.

You’d tried to initiate sex two times now, but Lando had found your advances too funny to give in and so he’d made it his mission to give you the female equivalent to blue balls. Truth was, he was also a bit weirded out that you could hear everything through the walls because he made a lot of embarrassing noises when he was busy getting his rocks off.

Lando was loud and so were you, even if you claimed that you weren’t, and he wanted to be able to look his colleague in the eye tomorrow morning without thinking about how George knew what Lando sounded like when he came.

You were getting harder to resist though, sitting beside him in bed and looking so beautiful that he had to almost fist his hands to keep from reaching out to you. You were only in your pajamas, cotton blue ones that he was tempted to rip off of you because you were pouting. Like you'd reached for the cookie jar and he'd slapped your hand away.

He couldn’t see it, eyes staring a little too hard at his phone screen like he was reading something very interesting but he could very much feel your eyes boring into the side of his head.

“Lando?” You asked, the softness of your voice breaking the silence and Lando grunted.

“Yes, baby?” He tried to sound indifferent, casual and cool. Like he wasn’t growing hard at the gentle touch of your soft thigh against his.

You smirked, knowing that he was close to breaking his resolve because you could see the tips of his ears turning pink.

“Finding anything interesting?” You asked innocently and Lando glanced at you a little questioningly. You nodded your head at his phone in his hands.

“Oh.” He heaved a sigh. “Yeah, just reading some comments from fans on today’s quali.”

As if that’s more interesting than you. You almost rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t keep the sigh from escaping your lungs as you sat up in bed, tucking your legs under you with your body positioned in front of him. Lando wasn’t even sparing you a glance, and you wanted to get back at him so bad that you didn’t even give it a second thought as you hooked your fingers under the hem of your shirt and yanked it over your head.

Lando made a noise in his throat that sounded a lot like a dying animal grasping for its last breath, and you blinked at him in mock innocence. His eyes were as wide as saucers, unblinking as he stared at your tits unashamedly.

“What are you doing?” He asked in a whisper, voice high and cheeks flushing a pretty pink.

“What?” You asked, looking down at your chest like you couldn’t figure out why he was reacting the way he was. “I’m warm, and you know I hate sleeping with a shirt.”

“No you don’t.” Lando said immediately, because you almost always slept without trousers but not a shirt. You knew he was a boob man, and fuck were they looking good right now.

His resolve broke and he was just about to toss his phone to the side and reach for your waist when you sighed dramatically, clambering to pull the covers over you and settle into bed. Lando stared, perplexed when you turned your back to him.

“Well, I am now.” You said. “I’m going to sleep now, can you get the light, honey?”

Lando narrowed his eyes at the back of your head, because honey? Really? You were really playing with him now and he didn’t care one bit that your antics seemed to have the desired effect on him, dropping his phone somewhere and scooting down on the bed. He could spot the smile on your face when he spooned you, pressing his entire front body against your back and resting his chin on your shoulder.

You wiggled a little, feeling his hard on against your ass and Lando opened his mouth to bite your shoulder in retaliation. It made you squeal with a laugh, squirming to get away from him but he had an iron grip on your body, arms tightening to keep you in place.

“I changed my mind.” He rasped in your ear and you giggled when he nipped the sensitive skin under your earlobe.

He tugged lightly on your torso until you turned around, raising your head up to press a kiss to his lips. Lando exhaled through his nose, a delighted noise against your mouth as he pried it open in order to taste your tongue.

You pushed on his shoulder in a silent request to lay down, making an effort to straddle him and sit up but the covers got all tangled up with your legs and it set Lando off into a fit of laughter.

“Don’t laugh at me! I’m trying to be sexy.” You tried to pout but the smile on your face was hard to keep at bay because your boyfriend’s laughter was too contagious.

“Aw, baby.” He grinned, cheeks flushed as he reached for your head and brought you in for a kiss. “You’re still sexy to me.”

“Really?” You asked, like you weren’t straddling him and feeling every inch of his half-hard cock against your crotch. He must’ve had the same thought because his hips jutted up, making you gasp at the unexpected sensation. “Okay, I believe you.”

“Good girl.” He said, looking all too smug but he looked wildly hot as well and you couldn’t bring yourself to be mad when he tugged on the waistband of your shorts. “Now, take these off so I can fuck you silly.”

You scrambled to get them off, struggling with how you were sitting on top of Lando but he was nothing if not patient, holding back laughter until you were finally sat naked and pretty on his lap. His hand wandered down between your spread legs, fingers touching the wetness of your folds and pinching your clit just to hear you whimper.

Lando couldn’t take his eyes off of you as he got his fingers inside of you, stretching you out and allowing you to ride his fingers for a bit. You were in your own world, gasping and moaning beautifully for him with your torso all stretched out and tits on display. He blew out a breath, deeming you stretched out enough because if he waited for a moment longer, he was sure he’d blow in his joggers.

You pouted a little mournfully when he slipped his fingers out, but Lando didn’t miss the way your eyes lit up when he pushed his joggers and underwear off to get his cock out. He spit in his hand and slicked himself up as best as he could, but you were way more impatient than he was and it showed by the way you gripped him in your hand and guided him to your hole.

The moan you let out made Lando’s chest clench in absolute need, feeling him stretch you deliciously and you hunched forward to place both of your palms on his chest. The skin there whitened as you dug your fingertips into it, taking him to the base and quivering at the stretch and burn from the lack of lube.

You loved it though, moving your hips to establish a rhythm but Lando was quick to still you with his hands on your hips. You leaned your head forward to look down at him, eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

“The bed is creaking.” He whispered, eyes a little glossy but wide. You laughed, grinding forward and immediately stopping when the bed gave off a protesting groan that you'd failed to notice earlier. “Fuck’s sake.”

You clenched around him, gasping when his hands dug into your hips.

“Don’t fucking do that.” He hissed, a desperation in his voice that made you smile.

You did it again, this time putting a little roll to your hips that had Lando’s eyelids fluttering shut as his eyes rolled back. He pressed the back of his skull against the pillow, the stretch of his exposed neck straining as he struggled to hold in his groan.

“What do you expect me to do?” You frowned, glancing at the floor beside the bed.

Lando followed your line of vision, eyebrows jumping like he just had a good idea. The unprepared squeal you let out was loud in the room when he turned the both of you around, pressing you into the bed and sucking kisses into your neck. It had you laughing and squirming under him, hands covering your face from the onslaught of attacks but he was quick to grab your wrists and pin them to the sides of your head.

“Want to shag on the floor?” He asked, lips brushing yours and you grinned up at him.

“That’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me, Norris.” You pretended to fawn, giggling along with him when he dropped his weight on top of you.

Your hands quickly found their way under his joggers, gripping his bare arse cheeks in your palms and Lando groaned playfully against your cheek.

“What am I going to do with you?” He nuzzled his nose against your cheek and you smiled.

“I have a few ideas.” You whispered, pulling him against your body. “But we’ll need to be quick, before George puts his fist through the wall.”

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let's pretend i didn't write this at work. but hey, i hope this is what you wanted anon! i had a lot of fun writing this, let me know what you think. ily all <3

CHAPSTICK pedri gonzalez

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summary: pedri tries to guess your chapstick flavour.

pairing: pedri gonzalez x f!reader

warnings: none, repost from my old blog.

word count: 0.3k

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pedri had seen you apply chapstick pretty much every day since he had met you. you used it so often, that he found himself looking forward to when you'd do it, seeing it as one of your personality traits instead of you just trying to prevent your lips from getting dry.

you also had a slight obsession with the amount of flavours that there were. so whenever you had to buy a new one, you were eager to get a flavour that you had yet to try.

pedri also noticed the change in flavours. every couple of weeks he'd notice, either from the colour of the tube or from the taste of your lips when he kissed you. he always tried his best to guess the flavour, the interactions becoming a little game between the two of you.

even though he had seen you use chapstick so many times, he had yet to try any himself. he'd used a couple of flavourless ones when his lips were chapped in winter, but apart from that, he'd never really seen the need to use them.

but when he was sitting next to you watching tv one day, you pulled out your chapstick, applying it smoothly onto your lips. pedri watched you, turning to you when you were done. "can i try some?"

"you want to try my chapstick?" he nodded his head, a smirk on his face. "okay, sure," you held the small tube out to him.

"i won't need that," he gently pushed your hand away. cupping your cheek with his hand, he brought your face to his, softly placing his lips against yours. he held his lips against yours in a kiss for a couple of seconds before slightly rubbing them against yours, taking away the layer of chapstick that you had applied to your lips not so long ago.

pedri pulled away, leaning back on the sofa, keeping eye contact with you as he rubbed his lips together, catching a bit of the taste on his tongue. "strawberry?" he questioned, tilting his head to the side slightly.

you sat there, lips apart, still a little taken aback by what had just happened. "no, it's, um, cherry."

"god, i never get it right," he laughs, getting up to get a drink, not before pressing another kiss to your lips, leaving you on the couch in a flustered state.