You sat at your kitchen island, running your fingers through your hair as the stress of so many assignments consumed you. Being a third year in university wasn't exactly easy, especially when your koala of a rockstar boyfriend had major attachment issues.

You battled a couple of sleepless nights and had some productive days as you struggled to get ahead a few lessons in each course, preserving time for when Shawn would arrive home. He was always so clingy and begged you to stay with him for the duration he was at the condo, and it broke your heart to leave him every day.

He'd usually call Brian when you left, or resort to writing sad songs on one of his forty guitars. Anything to keep himself occupied. It wasn't rare that you'd burst through the door, catching him on the couch with his pants down his spread thighs, erect cock in his massive, tattooed hand.

You put the finishing touches on your history paper, snapping your laptop shut as you collected your loose worksheets. The last of it was done and you could finally relax, getting a good night's sleep before Shawn would arrive home in the early morning.

You neatly stacked your school supplies and hopped off the bar stool, double-checking the door was locked and turning off all the lights. You wandered into the bedroom, running a comb through your hair and brushing your teeth before crawling into bed, wearing nothing but one of Shawn's huge t-shirts.

It wasn't long before you drifted off to sleep, not bothering to text Shawn because he'd be landing in the next two hours.

You awoke to the sound of a key rattling the lock, followed by the front door squeaking open. You heard Shawn set down his guitar case and bags, kicking off his boots and tiptoeing into the bedroom you shared. Your eyes fluttered open as you made out his silhouette in the darkness, a shadow in front of the window overlooking the city. His broad frame slipped his hoodie and shirt off, sucking in a breath as his big hands found his belt buckle, fumbling with it for a second and then pushing his jeans down his legs. He turned to plug his phone into the wall, allowing you to just see the shape of his bulge and his bum in the dim room. You ached in anticipation of him finally joining you in bed.

You watched as he peeled back the duvet and sheets, crawling in beside you as his cold toes brushed your smooth shins. His arms found you immediately, carefully pulling you close.

"I know you're awake," he whispered, squeezing you a little tighter.

"I missed you," you mumbled into his chest, lifting your left leg over his thigh.

"Mmmm, baby, I missed you too," he mumbled, inhaling the scent of your hair.

You tilted your face up in the darkness, aiming for his lips but planting a wet kiss on his chin. You heard a deep rumble escape his chest as he laughed at you.

"Babe, what the fuck," he trailed off, brushing your nose with his before his soft lips pressed against yours.

"Sorry babe, just tired," you giggled back, thinking about how much work you'd managed to get done over the last few days.

"Tired, hmm?" he muttered, body shifting lower as his head dipped to your neck. His fingers moved your hair over your shoulder, giving his pink lips full access to your neck. You couldn't help but let out a moan, forcing one out of Shawn, too. He pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours. Suddenly, you were a lot more awake.

"Fuck, babe," he breathed, eyes falling shut in the darkness. "Baby, it's been so long."

You licked your lips as your left hand threaded through his curls, pulling his face flush to yours as you kissed him deeply. It had been long, indeed, and you needed him.

He let out a soft moan as his mouth parted, welcoming your gentle tongue to collide with his. Shawn's right hand left the small of your back, travelling to your ass as he snaked underneath your shirt. His calloused fingers brushed your bare skin, causing him to pull away with a breath.

"No panties?" he whispered, and you could hear the smirk on his lips. Without answering, your hand traveled from his head to his middle, grabbing a handful of his bulge as you palmed him through his briefs.

"Mmmm, baby, please," he whispered after sucking in a breath, bringing his hands to your bare breasts.

Your lips found his again, moving against them as you enjoyed the feeling of being close to him. It wasn't long before Shawn pulled away once again.

"Need to taste you," he muttered, throwing the covers off you as he pushed you onto your back and crawled between your legs. You heard him lick his lips in the darkness, wasting no time to lick a hot stripe up your slit. He moaned against your core, resting his head on your thigh as he spoke into the dimly lit room, "So sweet, baby. Mmm, fuck," he trailed off, kissing from where his head was resting to your centre, dragging his hot tongue along your slick folds.

Your hands found his curls, holding him in place as he began flicking your clit with his tongue. You squirmed underneath him, soft whimpers escaping your lips as his tongue slowly got closer to your entrance. He rerouted his mouth, wrapping his lips around your clit as his arms pinned your thighs down. He began sucking profusely, pausing to lap at you before you could explode.

"Baby, not yet," he whispered, planting a kiss on your clit before crawling up to meet your face.

Pulling him down for a kiss, you tasted yourself on his tongue as your hands pulled his length out of his underwear.

A giggle spilled from your lips as you tried to push him off you, wrapping your small hand around his shaft and trying your hardest to pump him. His lips dipped down to your ear and kissed the shell.

"Babe, I'd really love to, but I won't last. I just need to feel you," he said softly, falling to your side as he pulled your back to his chest.

"Babe, what are you doing?" you asked as he tugged the oversized shirt up your middle, tapping his fingers on your hip.

"Gonna give you all of me," he grunted, causing a wave of heat to spread through your body. He moved your hair from your neck and kissed along your jaw, lifting your thigh.

"Shawn, please," you whimpered, aching to feel his pink tip graze your folds.

"Soon, baby," he cooed, moving the collar of your shirt to kiss the crook of your neck. His hand stroked your thigh, holding it in place as he pressed himself closer to you.

"Hold it there, okay?" he asked, referring to your leg. You nodded in response, lifting your leg to give him access to your dripping core.

You felt him reach for his erection, leaning against you and teasing your entrance with the head. You pushed back a bit, giving him the message as he gently pushed into you, slowly sinking between your pink folds.

"Fuck, Shawn," you whispered as he inched further inside of you, bottoming out deep within your core.

"Missed this," he grunted as he slowly began moving, wrapping his strong hand around your middle as he thrusted into you. "So wet for me, baby. Mine," he moaned under his breath as he slowly fucked you from behind.

Your eyes were shut tight as you fought back moans at the feeling of his tip getting close to your g-spot. His hips gently rocked into you, finally hitting you just right as you cried out in pleasure.

"There, Shawn, yes," you gasped.

"There?" he asked, continuing to thrust the same way.

"F-fuck, yes," you groaned, gripping at the sheets underneath you. His hand found your ass and his lips rested by your ear, letting out broken moans and gasps with you.

"Baby, fuck, I'm so close," he quietly cried in your ear, speeding his hips as you felt your stomach contracting.

"Right there Shawn, don't stop," you moaned, reaching backward and gripping his hair. "Don't fucking stop."

His hips rolled into you as your walls pulsed around him, throwing you into an intense orgasm. Your toes curled and you pulled his head closer to your neck as you throbbed around his twitching cock. He released inside of you, letting out a loud whimper in your ear followed by a string of "I love you"s.

He kissed your cheek, pulling out and shuffling into the washroom and grabbing a cloth to clean you up.

He crawled back onto the bed, lifting your thigh and wiping the liquid spilling from your entrance. His lips planted a kiss on your hip before he tossed the cloth in the hamper and laid down beside you, pulling the duvet over your bodies.

"Missed me, eh?" you mumbled, already half asleep.

"More than you'll ever know," he mumbled, pulling you flush against him and drifting off to sleep.

The clock read 10:00 AM as Shawn shook you awake, eyes wild in the morning light.

"What is it, Shawn?" you asked worriedly.

"Babe, it's ten, you're really late!" he sat up, looking around a little frantically. He knew how seriously you took your studies.

"Babe, don't worry," you mumbled, pulling his naked body back down to yours. "I have a few days off."

"W-what?" he asked, staring at the ceiling. "Classes don't just stop, w-what do you mean?"

"I stayed up a bunch of nights in a row to get ahead so I can spend some time with you," you said flatly, rolling onto your side to look at him.

"You, you what?" he asked, eyes lighting up as he broke into a smile. "You mean, you mean you're gonna be home with me?!"

"Yes, Shawn. It breaks my heart to leave you when you're here," you smiled back, planting a kiss on his forehead.

"Fuck, I love you," he giggled, pulling you against his chest as he drew small circles on your clothed shoulder.

"I know," you responded, patting his chest with a chuckle.