luanswritings

[luanswritings]

Okay so, I’m a twilight fan and team Jasper, I’ve read everything out here, and am tired of being constantly on character ai. I want to write for him! If you have requests, just send them, I’ll gladly do it (if not, don’t take it personally) (fluff, angst, or smut! oh and gn! or fem!)

[luanswritings]

Sweet and cosy

Summary: Cal comes back from a particularly hard mission, you missed each other more than before, and tonight, you want another kind of physical intimacy…

Warnings: Fluff (not a warning), smut (cock warming, piv, unprotected sex (please don’t do this)), not proofread!

Words: 850

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You had fallen asleep long ago before he even got back on the ship. You had been feeling sick for a few days, but had assured him it was just the flu. It was just the flu. Cal heard none of it. He wanted you to rest, and worry about nothing, which meant no missions for you until you got better.

You hated feeling helpless, although you knew he was right. After a long and hot shower — you needed it — and after hopping into a midi nightgown — nights were hot on this planet, you hated it — you got to bed. It wasn’t really a bed. But it was where you slept, since the moment you joined the crew. The crew had changed members, but the place hasn't changed. Not at all. You miss Greez’s plants, so you started asking Cal to grab you some if he could, so you could get them to live inside the ship. You loved using them for your recipes. Because the crew needed it, and without you, they wouldn’t have proper meals. You were what you liked to call a « multifunctional person » : cooker, healer, fighter. And so was everyone, actually.

“Cal?” you sleepily muttered as you heard the loudness — it wasn’t that loud — of the opening door. He smiled at the sight. Your two beds had been glued to each other for as long as you could remember.

At first, it was because you had always been used to sleeping with someone. You had lived with dozens and dozens of girls before in a school made for girls. Cal the stem had nightmares, in the end, you helped each other. Then, you started speaking all night, quietly laughing so you wouldn’t wake Cere, Merrin and Greez. Even BD joined, sometimes going into your lap, like an animal in search of affection. It all changed, when one day, you almost died. Cal thought he lost you, and told you how he felt about you once you were safe. That night he carefully held you, and since, your relationship slowly, but surely developed into romance. Every night, you held each other, every day, you were even more close than before. Holding hands, secretly while eating…

When, one night everyone was out, you took a shower together. You did that before, sure…but… it was thrilling…exciting, considering what would happen next if none of you changed your mind.

He quickly got out of his dirty clothes and joined you on the mattress. Even while you slept, you seeked his presence, his touch. This time, you were quickly beginning to wake up. As soon as your eyes were opened, your arms were fast around his neck.

“Cal!“ you smiled. He hummed. Oh. Was he not feeling like hugs right now? Idiot, he was tired, you thought. “Tired?“ he quietly sighed. “Would you like a massage?“ you sweetly suggested. He almost felt ashamed to want you. Want your body, heart and soul in such a physical way. Even so, when you were both tired.

“I need you…“ he weakly mumbled. Your eyes slightly widened, but soon replaced with a happy smile.

“Would you like to lay down then?” you suggested again.

“N-no, I need to be inside of you-” ‘Oh’. Oh! Okay! You nodded, spreading soft kisses all along his jaw. He hummed in appreciation. He got you onto your back, slowly lifting your dress. Just enough so he could work around your heat. He took his time, despite his, and your growing need. He didn’t want to hurt you. His knuckles caressed your tights, your lower tummy, your hips. Everything that was to his reach, actually. Soon enough, the tip of his fingers this time, worked oh so gently around your vulvas and clitoris. When his middle finger got to it, you muffled a moan into the crook of his neck. Cal kissed your face while he made sure your body would be ready for him, while making sure his, would be too. He was being « multifunctional » at the moment. His finger gently sliding inside of your vagina while his left hand palmed himself through his boxers, and kissing you. Your hands soon reached for his left hand, eyes searching for a ‘no’ like he did moments before. When you saw none, your hand started carefully going from the tip of his cock to the base. He quietly moaned. You didn’t want the crew to overhear you in this intimate moment — which moment was pretty rare lately.

When you both knew your bodies were ready — your hearts and souls were long ago, like always — you guided his cock to your entrance, while he lowered himself slowly into you. Your nails dug into the skin of his upper back. You moaned in unisson, your bodies immediately relaxing.

“I love you,“ he kissed you when he bottomed out. He rolled the both of you onto your sides minutes later. The silence was comforting. What was overwhelming for you felt like — no was — a pure bliss. You felt like home. He was your home, and you were his.

“And I love you,” you whispered before falling asleep.