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You cuddle closer to Justin on the couch, the sounds of The Last Song playing in the background. Justin finally has a day off and the two of you have just been relaxing all day. Justin nuzzles his nose in your hair.
“Mm. I love you, do you know that?” He hums, pressing his lips to your forehead. He puckers them up and traces them along your hairline, down your cheek until he finally reaches your lips. “I really love you.”
His words only come out as a whisper against your own lips before he kisses you. The kiss starts out as several small pecks before turning more and more heated. The need for air gets to strong and the two of you pull apart, both inhaling deeply.
It doesn’t take long until his lips are presses against yours again and suddenly, Justin wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you down on top of him. You’re straddling his lower half when you pull away and run a hand through your hair. Smirking, you grab the hem of your peach-colored sweatshirt and pull it above your head.
A low moan comes from the back of Justin’s throat and he snakes his hand around the back of your head before brining your lips down on his. You tangle your fingers in his soft hair, letting out a small, almost innocent moan as Justin moves his lips along your collarbone.
You let out a whine of protest when he stops in the middle of sucking on your shoulder. Raising your eyebrows at him questioningly, you wait for him to explain. A small sigh escapes his throat and his mocha eyes meet yours. “Are you sure you want to do this, babe?”
Pouting, you nod quickly and as a real answer, you lean down and connect your lips to his again. Justin mumbles a somewhat protest but it is muffled against your lips. He continues with the protesting and eventually, you pull away and look down at him. “I want this, Justin. I love you. I trust you. I want you, please?”
And apparently, that is all the reassurance he needs. Before you can comprehend it, he’s scooped you up into his arms and walks toward the stair. You rest your head on his shoulder, softly kissing the visible skin there. When a door is slammed shut, you realize Justin has taken you to the bedroom.
He places you on the bed and before you can count to three, he is on top of you; his lips kissing the exposed skin on your lower half. As he moves, Justin slowly takes your black tank top with him and it doesn’t take long until he pulls it over your head.
Several cute pet names and quite a few moans later, Justin’s jeans and v-neck is long gone and you are wearing nothing more than your matching underwear. Justin is kissing on your neck when he reaches behind your back and unclasps your bra.
Suddenly feeling very exposed, you slowly snake your arms around yourself and cover up. Justin shakes his head with a low chuckle and grasps your wrists with his hands. “No. None of that. You’re beautiful, (Y/N).”
Smiling, he leans down and again lets his miraculous lips do wonders. It’s like he’s leaving a trail of small butterflies tickling your skin when he traces your exposed skin again. Your throat hitches in your throat when he starts leaving small kisses along the hem of your panties.
His calloused fingers are there to trace the skin the moment his lips leaves. A blush heats your cheeks when he hooks his thumbs into your panties. That’s when his eyes meet yours and you can see the worry and lust in the depth of them.
“Are you completely sure about this, (Y/N)? I need you to say that you’re ready and that you want this before I do anything else, okay?”
“I promise, Justin, I’m ready. I love you, you know that. And I trust you. I want this. I want you. Please?” You bite your lip, knowing Justin can’t decide if he thinks it’s cute or one of the hottest things he has seen.
Justin inhales deeply and exhales a moment later, meeting your gaze again. A smile spreads across his lips and you just have to smile back at him. He just has that effect on you. Justin leans down and places a quick peck on the tip of your nose.
“Good. Because I really want you, too. You’re so beautiful right now. Do you have any idea how beautiful and sexy you look right now? God, I love you so much, (Y/N). I’m glad I get to be your first.” He smiles; something between a smirk and a grin.
And then he’s pulling your underwear down. When you feel the fabric leave your body completely, you let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding in.
“So beautiful.” You hear Justin mumble out, but you’re too mesmerized taking in the sight of his body in front of you.
