Good Morning || +metsjetsandmegan
It was hard even to concentrate on what she was doing with the thought of him being him and being hers, and their past had been so complicated and so crazy that it was almost unreal that they had ended up like this, but she had never been so happy to go through toil. The hurt and pain that they had suffered made this moment one hundred times better, and this moment was indicative of just how incredible their relationship really was.
His lips were addictive, and she knew that once she had started kissing him like this that she would not be able to stop - she was insatiable when it came to his taste, to his touch, and she had no idea what they were supposed to be doing for the rest of the day but she would not be doing any of it. His long and slender fingers knew how to touch her so well, knew which places she liked to be held, how she liked to be teased even when she didn’t know she was being teased, how to ensure that she knew that he was going nowhere; they were staying in bed for as long as either of them could escape reality. She let out a breath of laughter against his lips as she kissed him yet more passionately, and she found herself on top of him before she could stop herself, hips pressed devilishly against his own. “That’s naughty..” She whispered against his lips, “So, so naughty..” but her words faded as she began to roll her bare skin against his own, and the soft morning laying in the sunlight had long disappeared from her intentions.
Everything felt so right for them that it even seemed as if all the pain, all the bad choices, were just something the had to go through, something they were supposed to endure so they would end up like this. So strong, so in love with one another. Although, he would take back all the suffering he made her, made them, go through if he had the chance without second thought. Yet, this was not the time to be thinking about those things. He pushed every thought of that away, which turned out to be easier than he believed, in great part because he was now occupying his mind with Megan, and Megan only.
Lips planting kisses down her chin, her jawline, the crook of her perfect neck he would like nothing more than to bite and mark. He reached her collarbone, but then immediately went back to her lips, kissing her as passionately as she was kissing him. A groan escaping from the back of his throat as she pressed her beautiful body against his own, her hips practically with a mind of its own, and he looked into her eyes, a smirk playing on the corner of his lips. He knew what she was doing, and fuck’s sake, was she making him suffer. “M-meg, babe..” It took him half a second to wrap his arms around her bare waist, a hand firmly holding her back as he quickly shifted places with her, looking down at her with a playful, yet filled with lust, look in his eyes. He stared at her for a moment, wanting to say something so bad, wanting to tell her how much he wanted her, express how much he loved her, but he was speechless. He just looked at her with big sparkling puppy eyes.
