Blackbird // Mclennon

Real Love

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" All my little plans and schemes,
lost like some forgotten dreams.
Seems that all I really was doing...
was waiting for you. "

Disclaimer: SMUT SMUT SMUT

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John rolled over on top while continuing to kiss me, "I- I'll make lo- love to you... ifff you wa- want me to..." He sang sweetly, and yet humorously, into my ear. His warm breath cascading across my neck.

I giggled a bit at this and looked up at the boy who had messy chestnut-hair and a lazy, yet loving, expression held upon his face.

"Ye- Yer somethin' e- else, Lennon." I slurred out. "...'Ey Johnny?"

"Ye- Yes, Macca?" He asked with a flirtatious grin, staring deeply into my eyes.

"Do ye wanna... uh, ...make me yer's?" I barely breathed out, not exactly sure how else to put my thoughts into words. He still manages to make me feel so shy even after all this time we've been together. I don't know why, exactly, it's not really something I can rationalize. It's real hard for me to admit just how attracted I am to John, in all honesty.

John took this short opportunity to wrap his hands around both of my wrists, gripping at them pretty tightly. He then pinned my arms against the headboard above my head and began to grind his body against my own. The bed beneath us creaked with his every movement. I began to reciprocate the action in a steady rhythm. This immediately started to cause something to grow between us. I could feel it against my stomach.

"I'll- I'll take ca- care of it, Macca." He nearly attacked my neck in desperation, leaving a trail of kisses from my collar bone and down to my stomach, unbuttoning my shirt as he made his way to my thighs.

My own breathing hitched as he eventually got down to the pant line of my trousers, palming the bulge in my jeans as I let out soft moans. I tried my absolute best to keep quiet thus far.

"Jo- John, pl- please don't tea- tease me all too much, tonight." I breathed out once more. "I don't know how much- longer I can stand all this—"

He smirked as he finally unbuttoned my jeans and loosened up my belt, crawling back up to my lips in a seductive manner.

"...I'll mak- make sure th- this is a night ye won't soon forget, Macca..." John breathed heavily on to my lips. "Promise."

The boy began to pull my trousers down to my ankles as he stroked my bare inner thigh, driving me absolutely wild with each touch.

I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed my neck sloppily. John then began to suck an "o" right on a sweet spot, causing me to jerk forward. He's left hickies on my neck plenty of times before, but this time it felt way more intense for some reason.

"Pl- Please, John." I muttered, "C'mon."

John shot me a wink and began leaving a trail of kisses from my sternum all the way down directly to my pelvis. He slid my underwear down exposing every inch of me. The cold air of the room surrounded me entirely and made my whole body shiver in anticipation.

John took me into his mouth, slowly, and enveloped his thin lips over my shaft. Bobbing his head up and down, starting slow and then gradually picking up speed. I let out a few more quiet moans and gasps as he worked his tongue around the head. A tiny bit of saliva dribbled down my member.

"Ye taste amazin', love." He paused for just a moment, "Ye c- can do better th- than that, though. Tr- trust me, I- I've heard ye." John teased.