#THANK U SIX FOR THE BIG BEAR COMMENT THAT LIVES RENT FREE IN MY HEAD

[ghostlywhiskey]

price who can’t get enough of you when he’s home. he loves sunday mornings with you solely for the fact you both lazily lay in bed for a bit before he goes for a morning run, leaving you in bed to keep resting.

when he comes back he’s sweaty, his shirt already off and slung around his neck as he walks through the bedroom door. your still laying in bed in one of his t-shirts, smiling over at him as you sit up. without even showering first he walks over to you, leaning over as his fists rest on the bed to steady himself as he kisses you and your hands grabbing the tshirt around his neck to keep him close.

you’d never admit it out loud but you loved the scent of him after he’s gone for a run - the thick scent of cologne now mixed with sweat. the way his body hair clung to him, your hands running up his abdomen to his chest before you place your hands on his neck as he kisses your own neck, nipping at the skin. his hands running up under your shirt, grabbing your breasts.

the both of you adjust on the bed, removing the little clothing covering your bodies before he teases your entrance with his cock, gliding it up and down your wet folds. the sound of your wet cunt squishing slightly as he slides in. his soft groan mixed with your whimpers as he thrusts. grabbing his biceps, his hands go to your hips, gently rocking his body into yours. “that's it, love...will my bunny be a good girl for her bear and show him just how much she loves him?” he coos into your ear as he bites and tugs on your earlobe.

the nickname so innocent when he called you it in public, but he made it sound so dirty when you two were behind closed doors. “my big bear feels so good,” you cried, nails digging into his skin. he put his hand on your neck, and then turned your head to the side a bit. “you’re doing an amazing job, love,” the whisper in your ear making you shiver. “oh..my bunny’s tight, so tight” he groans.

you really did love when he was home.