sweetrobin

Your parents didn’t approve of Frank and yours relationship, he was too rebellious, he had tattoos, he was in a band, your parents did not want him around him, on account that he is a “bad influence” so you two had been dating in secret, seeing each other when they weren’t around, you telling them you were going to stay at a friends, when you were actually with him, typical teenage stuff.

They couldn’t be more wrong about him though, you never thought anyone could be so caring and sweet, he practically worships you, all his money goes towards buying gifts for you and taking you out, if he’s not buying weed or new stuff for his guitars, it’s not a suprise he can’t be away from you for long.

It was a quiet night, your parents where away, you where already in bed, watching something you weren’t really paying attention to, when you hear a knock at your window, getting out of bed and walking to the window, you were shocked to see it, your boyfriend, hanging onto your window ledge, you quickly let him in, helping to pull him up through the window.

“why wouldn’t you just use the door? you know my parents aren’t home”

you laugh as he wraps his arms round your waist, kissing your forehead,

“i wanted to be romantic you know? like all of those shitty romcoms you watch, cute pyjamas by the way”

He winks at you, kissing you properly, you weren’t exactly expecting him to come round tonight, hence why you where unprepared, but he loves you either way,

“it worked, very romantic, so sweet”

You repeat, making him take his shoes off before he gets onto your bed, you don’t want wherever he’s been in those getting all over your sheets, cuddling into him while turning your attention back to the tv, him stroking your hair, it was easy to just do this, you two are so comfy, you don’t always have to talk to fill the silences, they are natural, Frank knows turning up late will be like this, he doesn’t want to disturb your schedule, he wants to be part of it.

After an hour or two of just cuddling, you slowly falling in and out of sleep, Frank spooning you, he started to get a little touchy, his hands running up and down your waist, peppering soft kisses across your neck.

“mmm sweetheart you feel soo good… i really need my sweet girl”

Of course you knew what he meant, but you wanted to mess with him, pretending to be half asleep still, which you where kinda, and just letting out a soft “hm? need what”

He looks down at you, trying to work out if you’re joking, he believes you, he sighs and presses another kiss to your neck, harder this time,

“i need to be inside you, please? missed you so much”

It was obvious he was desperate, it hadn’t even been that long since you two last went at it, two days at the most and he’s already desperate, You finally agree and he takes no time feeling you up, hands cupping your breasts, kneeding them softly, while one of his thighs slide between your legs from behind, encouraging you to grind on it with sweet words of encouragement, after a few minutes of it he slowly pulls down your pyjama shorts, his hands brushing across where you need him most, then his fingers slowly dip into your underwear, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“hmm you like that? mhm i bet you do, bet you’re also ready for the me as well huh? already so wet just from my teasing”

All you can respond in is a moan, nodding your head, he slowly pulls his jeans off, and his boxers down, not before taking out the condom he brought just incase, sliding it on before positioning himself at your entrance, still spooning you, just holding your legs open too, just enough for him to push in slowly, constantly checking on how your feeling, once he’s fully in you, he stops for a minute, again letting you adjust to him, one hand around your waist, thrusting in and out lazily, not really doing it in a rush or anything, just wanting you and him to feel good, he continues for a while, thrusting gentle, while praising you and kissing all up and down your neck and upper back, before feeling you tighten around him, listening to your sleepy moans.

“you gonna cum? you can do it whenever you want, been doing so well”

After hearing that it doesn’t take long for you to let go, arching your back against him, moaning louder, as you reached your peak, his orgasm followed not much longer after, pulling out as to not overstimulate you, then cumming into the condom, he gives you and him a minute to catch each others breath, before grabbing a few tissues from the tissue box on your bedside table and cleaning both of you up, disposing of the condom, pulling up his boxers, then your underwear.

The whole time he’s reassuring you, making sure your okay, telling you how much of a good job you did taking him, arms wrapped back around your waist holding you close, after a few sleepy “i love yous” and quick kisses, you slowly fall asleep in his arms, never had you felt more loved than when you were in his arms, nothing could get to you when he was there, he watches over you as you first fell asleep, then he falls asleep himself, after pressing a few last kisses goodnight to your hair, the only thing shining light across your faces was the soft glow of the tv, you didn’t care about what your parents thought, Frank was the best boyfriend, they could never stop you from being with him.

two fics in one day i am proud 🥹❤️‍🩹

i love this one so much it’s adorable, he is so pretty i love him!!! i can finally go to sleep now

You where lucky enough to join Ryan on tour, it was so cool getting to see him and the band perform, and he loved seeing you watch them, often trying to show off and impress you, sometimes working, but it still made you laugh.

After a particularly tough show, all he wanted to do was go and see you, everything went wrong, before the show there was problems with the sound system, one of the performers didn’t show up, and then while he was playing one of his strings broke, causing him to mess up a riff, while you where watching, making him feel even more embarrassed.

They where all getting ready to go back to the hotel, that they where lucky to get for the night, when Brendan suggested going to get some food, which Ryan did not want to do, but you said you where hungry so he agreed to go.

The band was all sat at a big table in some outdated 24/7 fast food place, everyone eating their food and talking, by this time it was obvious Ryan did not want to be there, head on your shoulder complaining,

“that was such a bad show i just wanna go to bed”

You kiss his cheek and try and get him to eat more of the food you were sharing, but he was in a mood.

“the faster you eat the faster we can leave”

After that he was interested in the food, almost rushing to finish it, taking your hand and saying the fastest goodnight to the rest of the band, the hotel was close so there wasn’t much of a walk.

As soon as you two got into the hotel room, Ryan dragged you onto the bed, only just getting to kick your shoes off before he pulled you into a hug, face buried in the crook of your neck.

“can’t believe everything messed up so bad today, gotta be one of the worst shows of the tour”

You laughed, and he looked up and glared, but there wasn’t really any anger behind it, just the frustration he felt all day starting to fade away.

“you did a good job dealing with it though, and you looked good tonight aswell”

That made him laugh, he loved that you could always make him laugh, he finally started settling down, taking off his jacket, properly getting comfy, and putting the little tv in the corner on, you got up just to change out of your outfit you wore to the venue, and get ready for sleep.

Once you where about to get back into bed you realised, Ryan was asleep already, you got into the bed carefully not to wake him, and turned the light by the bed off, he subconsciously moved closer to you, looking so relaxed after the stress of touring.

You wished he has tomorrow off and you two could just have fun and do some little touristy things together, but it’ll just be the same thing again tomorrow, you know he loves it as much as he tries to act like he doesn’t sometimes.

might be a little OOC but i did it ok 😙

i’m so sleepy tho i literally slept 13 hours… and then wrote up and just wrote this

You and mikey had been dating since Sophomore year, he was the sweetest guy you’ve ever met, since then you’ve been together for four years, you love supporting him and his band, but he is still shy, you’ve only really had little kisses and the rare makeout session, other than that he’s completely inexperienced.

It was like any normal day, mikey and you where in his room, lying on his bed while he was showing you the song he’s been practicing on bass, he’s so passionate about it and you can see the concentration on his face, but all you can focus on is his hands, how fast they move across the frets, he’s improved so much recently, you where so focused on his hands you didn’t realise he was trying to talk to you.

“hm? hello? can you hear me?” he laughs thinking you just zoned out, you nod and he continues, “what did you think? i’m so excited to play it next week”

You leaned over and kissed his cheek “so proud of you” He put down his bass and pulled you down to lie next to him, him holding you, he realised the way you where looking at him, he knew it was going to come soon, he’s been trying to prepare for it, you where his first girlfriend, you where his first kiss and he wanted his first time to be with you, he brings your hand up to him and kisses your knuckles, making you laugh

“you’re so beautiful, i think I’m ready do go further than just kissing…? maybe? if you want to”

You looked up at him and kissed him, shifting onto his lap, his hands immediately go to your hips, stabling you as the kisses get more heated.

“you can touch me more if you want” you say, taking one of his hands and bringing it up to your breast, holding your hand over his so he can feel it, once he became more confident you went back to kissing him so he could feel you at his own pace, bringing his other hand up aswell, playing with them, “do you want me to take my shirt off?” you ask as he nods, he does help you take it off, aswell as your bra before pressing his face against your chest, testing the limits of how much you can take. You begin grinding down on him as he moans into your cleavage, you pull his jeans off from under you so he’s just in his boxers and nerdy little graphic tee. his glasses fogged up and crooked, you keep grinding on him, turning him into a mess of moans and whimpers.

“i never knew it would feel as good as this, so sensitive” he says, stuttering out his words, staring up at you, his hips buck up to meet yours getting more fast and desperate, he wasn’t going to last long, especially since this is the first proper time somebody else has touched him, but you pull back, and he lets out a whine, you finally pull down his boxers and start to drag your hand up and down his length, his jaw going slack, in a silent moan, you keep going, faster and faster.

“aww is my sweet boy gonna cum?” you tease him, one hand brushing the hair out this face, while the other continues stroking him, he can’t even reply, the sensitivity driving him crazy.

He came suddenly, not even being able to warn you from the pleasure, his cum mostly covering your hand, you brought it up to your mouth to lick it up, as he sat there catching his breath.

“that was so amazing… but what about you…?” he says looking up at you as you stood up, he cares so much, still wanting to make you feel good even though he can’t move himself.

“don’t worry about me right now baby, so proud of you, you, did so well” you grab a pair of what you hope is clean underwear and take his shirt off and slip it on yourself instead, cuddling into him and playing with his hair.

He very quickly fell asleep, exited to thank you for all this when he wakes up from his nap, his arms wrapped around you tight as he let out soft snores