Jennie 4 Calvin Klein

Jennie 4 Calvin Klein

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a/n: inspired by nerves by dpr ian and today’s chan’s room bc he played dpr ian today heh. love confessions, and all that :) 

[7:23 AM]

“hi, how’re you doing?”

it comes out awful, jagged, and wrong from his mouth, and he winces saying it. you frown around your lemonade, and chan has the feeling of standing backwards on the edge of a cliff, his heels dangling precariously on nothing.

“i’m good. happy.” you humour him and it makes him smile to himself, looking into his glass of water. their pastries lay between them, untouched. he wonders if your stomach is as tumultuous is his, but his can be attributed to the fact he’s in love with you. and yours could be because of how shitty he’s been to everyone around him. “you?”

“i’m fine.”

“oh, that’s good. i worried.”

“worried? about me?”

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8:17am

“happy birthday, my lixie.” you puckered sweet kisses from his sleepy lips, and down his jaw. he groaned in satisfaction, growing harder in his boxers for you to feel on top of him. it rested against your inner thigh, making your core ache for wanting him so badly. “so, you kept your promise.” he remarked cheekily and giggled. “of course, baby. it wouldn’t be your birthday without a little morning sex.” you responded and rubbed your hands over his bare chest. they travelled down to his boxers, tugging them off and letting his tip rest against your naked hole. you were already dripping wet for him, so no foreplay was needed. you simply carried on sucking and kissing his jaw whilst placing yourself on his cock gently. “fuck.” he hissed as you lowered yourself all the way down on his length, cockwarming him a little before finally riding him. “please, i need to feel you.” he whined and gripped your hips in order to move them. “keep being needy and you won’t get anything, yeah?” your teases made him mewl. your pussy slid up and down on him slowly, making him savour each and every feeling of your wet hole on him. he kissed you hungrily as his hands roamed all over your back. “i fucking love you.” he spoke between kisses, making you giggle and bounce on him harder. “fill me up, hmm? i like it when you do that.” your tongue slid across his jawline before suckling on the sweet spot on his neck. that was the last straw for him, making his cock twitch and release his load inside of you. you orgasmed around the way his length thickened inside of you, both riding out your highs in unison.

“best birthday ever.” he exclaimed, entirely exasperated.

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