Yes, Ms. Cabello. (Camila x You)

Take Me Away

Pretty Mature
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Camila lets out an audible sigh as the door closes behind us, though I don't let her continue before pouncing. Hands cupping her cheeks, I crash our lips together, smirking as she lets out a small surprised yelp.

"Wha-" She tries to speak, but I refuse her attempt by lifting her from the floor and carrying her over to the wall which I press her against, all with our lips still working against one another.

"What are you-" She tries again. Instead of stopping her physically, this time I simply interrupt her.

"That lipstick drives me crazy," I admit, eyes glued to her darkened counterparts.

"Yeah?" She questions, raising a brow, "In a good way or a bad way?"

"Good for me." I smirk, "Bad for you, maybe."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She frowns while I chuckle.

"It's bad for you because I'm not letting you out of bed for the rest of the night."

"Oh, and that's bad, is it?" She teases, giggling slightly as she softly rests her arms over my shoulders.

"You'll ache tomorrow." I hum, running my hands along her thighs and pressing myself further against her, aware of how her position with her legs around my waist brings her core against my torso. She brings her lip between her teeth at the action, eyes seeming to sparkle with the way the light's reflection dances in them.

"I don't care." She whispers, tugging me down to meet her lips again, muttering against them, "I want you."

A small moan leaves her when I move my attention to her jaw, a little sloppily I must admit.

"Say that again." I all but growl, searching for her pulse point, nipping at the skin along the way.

"I want you..?" She repeats, though her tone rises at the end.

"Fuck." I mutter, returning to the middle of her neck and licking up her throat before gazing down at her lidded eyes, "Why is that so hot?"

She chuckles deeply, playing with the hairs at the nape of my neck.

"Y/n, you're everything I ever want and everything I have ever wanted." She grins, "And right now, you're being very unfair by not letting me have you."

"Ah! The only person who's having anyone tonight is me. I owe you. Big time." I retort, slowly lowering her to feet while keeping her trapped against the wall, "And don't even think about arguing with me."

She hesitates for a moment, chewing on the inside of her mouth before she sighs.

"Okay." She agrees, eyes falling to my lips as a small, mischievous smile grows on her own, "Take me away, baby."

With a laugh, I lift her once more, this time to carry her upstairs as she giggles on my shoulder. I easily find her bedroom and close the door behind us holding her against it.

"I have some, uh..." She blushes deeply, eyes falling to her bed, "I have some things in the box under there if you wanted to, you know, maybe... use them?"

"What sort of things?" I tease, raising a brow as she almost melts against the door.

"Some of them are new." She continues, disregarding my question as she slowly lowers her legs from my waist.

I take note of her hesitation and step back, moving to lay beside the bed instead.

"The pink one." She explains, prompting me to pull a rather large pink box from under the bed. When I sit up to open it, I find her sat cross-legged opposite me, looking sheepishly down at her hands.

With a smirk, I open the box and carefully place the lid aside. My eyes almost bog out of my head when I see what's inside.

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Oooooooo 👀
What's inside?

Sorry for the late update! 😬 I've been in England visiting family.