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You’re eating lunch the day you accidentally discover Calum has a thing for pain, staring at his fresh tattoo as he playfully teases you- knowing you can shut him up with one simple poke. You smirk and reach across the small patio table to do just that, poking it right in the center where you saw him flinch and scrunch his face in discomfort while he was getting it. His face changes immediately at the touch- his cheeks going red and back stiffening as he sucks in a sharp breath. You’re confused at first because that’s definitely not the crying you were expecting, and then he swallows thickly and shifts in his chair, his hand going to his cock and you realize he’s attempting to adjust himself in the confines of his jeans.
“Don’t,” he clears his throat as you brush your fingers lightly over the tattoo on his bicep, his eyes fluttering in anticipation of another sharp bite of pain before he continues, his voice low, “not here.”
You drop your hand without question and his fingers find yours over the table, lacing them together as he brushes his thumb over your skin, his eyes dark with lust as he raises his hand to catch your waiter’s attention, asking for the check.
No but pain kink calum is literally so hot just imagine calum coming home with his thigh wrapped up because of a tattoo and he begs you to ride his thigh and throws his head back and let's out the biggest groan as he presses his fingernails into your hips to get you to press your pussy harder on his leg
WOW
after calum finds out you’re pregnant i feel like he would always find a way to keep his hands on your baby bump. he may not even realize that he’s doing it half the time but it’s become a natural reflex whenever you’re close to him. when you’re snuggled up against him at night, he places his hand on your stomach and rubs his thumb back and forth while he softly hums gentle melodies to the both of you.. whenever you’re driving somewhere together, his hand rests on your upper thigh but occasionally he will subconsciously lift his fingers up to rub against the side of your swollen belly and as you look over at him you see him smiling to himself because it’s still so amazing to him that he created a new life with you… even randomly during the middle of the day when you’re both lounging around the house, he would make it a point to be wherever you are. if you’re sitting across the room from him, he would make his way over to the couch and crawl behind you, pulling you to settle against his chest, his hands automatically wrapping around your bump as if it were a magnetic force pulling him in… and you always knew calum was protective of you when you were out in public but it reached a whole new level when you were pregnant. he would pull you closely in to his side and his arm would wrap around you so that he could guard your bump incase anyone should get too close for his comfort. his eyes would carefully scan through crowds everywhere you went and if someone gave him even the slightest bad vibe, he would avoid them at all costs while simultaneously trying to bring you closer to him. he would probably hire another body guard for you as well.. he could hire the whole national guard to protect you and it still probably wouldn’t feel like enough to keep the both of you safe.
pregnancy!5sos blurb for anarchyaustralia & lashtonpetal’s blurb night!
Calum seems like the type to be a little impatient. Especially when all he wants is to sleep with his beautiful new wife, but he can’t fucking figure out how to get your wedding dress off. Pulling at it, trying to find the damn zipper, ignoring your threats that you’ll “fucking end this marriage before it even starts” if he completely wrecks your dress. Calum’s about two minutes away from just going up your skirt, when he manages to find the zipper. Laughing at you, he finally gets your dress off, pressing quick kisses along your neck. Mumbling against your skin, “Nah, you’re stuck with me for life Mrs. Hood.”
bad!boy calum knows you love his lips so he'll constantly lick or bite his lips to see you get fustrated but you catch on one day and you move your shirt a little further down to see what he would do but he doesn't react and after class he grabs your arm and takes you to the closest empty classroom, locks the door and whispers in your ear.' did you think that little stunt was okay, baby girl?' and I'm just gonna stop there
finishing up badboy!5sos from last night. :-)
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can you do something cute & sweet involving Calum? thanks :)
idk when i think cute and sweet i automatically go to pregnancy/daddy!calum because he would literally be so adorable so my apologies if this isn’t what you were looking for!
“Whoa,” you look up from your magazine when you hear Calum, tilting your head back to look up at him where he’s standing behind the couch.
“What?” your brow furrows, watching his adam’s apple bob as he swallows, his eyes still cloudy with sleep as he holds his first three cups of coffee.
“You,” he slowly rounds the couch, licking his bottom lip, “I mean, your- that’s a baby.”
You chuckle, looking down at your stomach, the baby that’s been growing inside you for months finally deciding to make an appearance in the form of a bump between your hips, “uh, yeah,” you smile up at him as you smooth a hand over the bump, “where have you been?”
He shakes his head, staring at your belly in awe as he sits on the edge of the couch, setting his mug down on the coffee table, “that wasn’t there yesterday,” he says, finally looking up at you, cocking his head to the side like a puppy, “was it?”
You don’t respond as he pushes up his shirt you’re wearing, his breath leaving in a huff when he gets his first real look at your belly, “you know it’s only going to get bigger,” you murmur, suddenly self conscious- you can’t tell what he’s thinking and it’s making your insecurities rise.
He presses one large hand to your skin right where it’s curved the most and his lips part on a breath, his eyes finding yours, “that’s our baby,” he murmurs, and the awe in his voice makes your heart lurch in your chest and all your insecurities disappear, the crazy hormones coursing through you making tears spring to your eyes.
“Yeah,” you manage to gather enough oxygen for the single word, but it’s leaving your lungs a second later when his lips break into a grin before he’s leaning forward to capture your lips in a deep, slow kiss, his hand gentle against your stomach.
It doesn’t take him long to forget his coffee and instead settle on his stomach between your legs, laying his head on your thigh as he gazes at your baby bump, the rough pads of his fingertips tracing circles on your skin as he has a quiet, one sided conversation with your baby. He falls asleep like that, hand on your belly, promises of love and happiness on his lips and you just watch him, your fingers running through his hair as you ask yourself for probably the millionth time since you’ve been together how you got so lucky.
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okay so yeah, of course Calum can be quite rough, pressing you up against the wall while leaving marks down your neck, but he would also be the sweetest boyfriend. like he would be the kind of guy to hold your hand, kissing your knuckles with a soft smile. he would love to stay up all night,...
mlt to be into dirty talk
calum would have this thing when he wanted to get you alone because you were looking damn good at a party or in public wherever where he would drape his arm around your shoulder casually and lean in to mumble the dirtiest shit in your ear but look like it was nothing while your eyes were practically popping out of your head. and he’d make it so those plump lips brushed your earlobe while he whispered about how tonight he wants you to keep those heels on and dig them into his back while he fucks you into oblivion, and that dress makes your tits look so good he can’t wait to get his mouth all over them in the hotel room, and how he wants you calling his name so loud that the rest of the state knows that he’s the only one that can hit that g spot of yours
send in smutty MLTs! xx
Calum’s the kinda guy who would be up for public displays of affection, whether it’s kissing you softly at the cereal aisle or smacking your ass with a smirk at your parents’ house when they’re not looking
He’d want to show everyone that you were his and his only, hickeys marking your skin from the night before when he whispered ‘mine’ over and over again as his hands slid down your whole body and his slightly swollen lips trailed rushed kisses across your neck
I am now super into the idea of calum finding a girl he is totally whipped for
RIGHT like oh my god the guys would always tease him when they first started dating because he’d always be checking his phone to see if she texted back and he’d always be over analyzing what he should send back and he counted the minutes to decide when he should reply because he didn’t want to seem too eager but he also wished he could just talk to her every second of the day and when they went out on dates he’d just be in awe while she talked and laughed and she’d kind of giggle at him because she thought he was nervous because he wasn’t talking a lot but it was just because he wanted her to talk because god he thought she was so much more amazing than him. and when she kissed him he went weak in the knees and he felt like his head was full of fireworks and his lips went all tingly and he’d smile like a big doofus afterwards and GOD he’d just worship the ground she walked on and he’d always be talking about her with his friends and family he’d be SO IN LOVE
but just imagine the way cal would hug you when he feels sad, like you’d be on the phone in the kitchen when you’d hear the door open and close quietly. cal would sigh and set his bag down on the couch before making his way to you. taking one look at him, you already knew he’d had a bad day; his lips were pouty, his eyes were tired, and his shoulders slumped. you told your friend you’d call her back tomorrow and you smiled softly at him while putting down the phone. he’d immediately wrap his arms around your waist and bend down to bury his face in your hair. your own arms followed in suit while your hands gently rubbed up and down the span of his back. “what’s wrong, cal?” you’d ask, and he’d answer, “just a bad day s'all. ’m better now you’re here”
rainy days in with calum where he’d be walking around the house barefoot with sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips and a hoodie thrown on, a little yawn escaping his parted lips as he sat down next to you on the couch. he’d instantly wrap his arms around you and pull you into his chest, tangling your legs as he left a kiss on your shoulder. you’d tilt your head upwards to look at him, his sleepy eyes glancing at you before he gave you a soft smile and connected your lips. “what movie do you wanna watch?” he’d ask, his voice still a little raspy as he reached for the remote and pulled up netflix. you’d just shrug and let him choose, settling on his favorite episode of friends as you two cuddled under a huge blanket and listened to the rain lightly beat against the windows.
Can you write what you think dating cal would be like?
i love calum sO MUCH
borrowing his shirts
SEX
meeting him midday for lunch + a quickie
“babe lets go to the gym” “cAL WE ALREADY WENT TWICE THIS WEEK”
riding him while wearing his snapback
“LOOK BABE A PUPPY!!!!!”
cooking dinner together
*slaps your ass* “nice”
constant lowkey pda
“babe listen, i wrote a new song”
waking up to his face between your thighs
catching him checking you out out across a room
“i’m not a fuckboy”
flowers for no reason
pouty lips and puppy eyes
frat!calum being the most shy, dared to "fuck the hottest girl at this party" so sheepishly looks up, raking his brown eyes up and down your body before faking confidence + persuading you to come upstairs w/ him, unnerved by the cheers of the other boys as he walks you upstairs. sensing your hesitation w/ wanting to have sex w/ him, he instead leads you onto the roof of the frat house + stargazes with you, saying "that constellation looks like your freckles" and sneaking glances at your beauty
oh my gosh and at the end of the night (really early morning) when you had to get back to your dorm he’d walk you back and have his jacket around your shoulders and when he got to your building he’s sheepishly grin and tell how amazing of a night he had with you and he’s shyly blushing when you press a kiss to his cheek and give him your number
send me in calum blurbs?
omg can you do you overhearing calum talking to the boys about how great your sex life is and they have no idea that you were listening
he would be sauntering around the backstage room with his shirt off, just to let everyone see the scratches you had left down his back the previous night. he did it on purpose, wanting the rest of the guys to see how you had clawed him up, as if they couldn’t hear you two going at it. hotel walls were notoriously thin, and calum apparently had a thing for other people being able to hear you two.
and michael had seen the scratches on calum’s back, had raised his eyebrows, and high fived him, going, “nice.”
cal was a cocky shit about it too, going on about, “couldn’t keep her hands off me,” ignoring the retching sounds from luke in the back, because the last thing luke wanted to hear about was cal’s sex life. especially after luke had been kept up all. last. night. “must be doing something right,” cal laughed, slinging his t-shirt over his shoulder in an attempt to stay shirtless for just a bit longer, to rub it in for just a few more minutes.
to be quite honest, you couldn’t believe that he was talking about your sex life without even mentioning how he was, how he came undone underneath you at the end of the night. there were a lot of scratches down his back because of you, but there was no way that they could’ve heard his whispered pleads with you, telling you how much you turned him on, just please, please, don’t tease. how he hissed at the feeling of your nails digging into his skin, the sinking of your teeth into the flesh on his hip bones. because cal was first and foremost, a sub, and he refused to admit it.
and you were so pissed at him that later that night, when he pleaded with you, you said no, and dragged it out just a bit longer. he could boast all he wanted to the guys, but you two both knew who had the upper hand.
badboy!calum leaving class to go to the bathroom and sees a jock has you pushed up against a locker obviously try to flirt with you so cal gets mad and intervenes
“hey, why don’t you leave the girl alone?” calum asks, walking up with his typical “I don’t give a fuck” attitude about him, although it’s evident how angry he is from the way his nostrils are flaring and his jaw is clenched and his face is flushed.
“why don’t you mind your own business, hood.”
you glance over at calum, someone that you never would’ve expected that you would ever ask for help, but it was terrifying being up against this row of lockers with this guy hanging over you. and calum could see it clearly, from the way you looked at him with fear in your eyes, almost pleading silently for help. and calum weighs his options for a few seconds, deciding that if he was going to be suspended for something, it might as well be for this.
“alright, fuck it,” he curses, grabbing the guy by the collar and pulling him off you and wrestling him to the ground. you lost count of how many punches were thrown before the administrators pulled calum off the other guy. but what you couldn’t miss, was before he was pulled off to the principal’s office, calum very distinctly winking at you before tugging his arm away from the gym teacher that was trying to wrangle him in
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blurb request- calum eating you out while you talk on the phone with your friend
calum demands attention. he likes having your eyes on him while he’s talking, your hand in his while you two are walking, his hand on your knee while he’s driving. he likes being the subject of your attention. and so when he comes home, dropping his heavy bag off at the door and goes to see you, laying on your shared bed and talking on the phone, not only does he get a bit salty, but he also realizes that this opportunity was too good
because just last week, you had done the same thing to him. and karma was a bitch.
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