I'm going to pass out btw

He's ABSOLUTELY the type to be balls deep buried in you but being so mouthy abt how much he missed you. He could have your knees pushed next to your head and between moans he's promising he'll never go on tour without you again cause fuck how could he go without you or your pretty pussy? He could give up every other addiction on this earth without a second thought but he could never imagine a day where he'd ever get enough of you.

Every time he comes back from tour he's fucking you like he's been away for years at war, it's almost funny. His hands slide over your skin like he'd forgotten what you felt like but when you're not at his side the dips and curves of your body underneath him are all he can think of. The way his name sounds when you beg him to fill you deeper, fuck you harder, when you're panting pathetically and your nails are sinking into his shoulders as your legs start shaking? That's what keeps his brain busy until he's home with you again.

You're not entirely sure he even knows what he's saying half the time when he's fucking you, just rattling off compliments and reminding you how good you feel, how you were made for him. His brain gets so foggy sometimes it doesn't even matter, just saying the first thing that comes to mind while he has you on his dick.

"Never leaving again, can't- can't fuckin' spend another day without you. So fuckin' tight-"

"Missed you so much, pretty girl. Shit- fuck, you feel so good."