𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Kisses - 𝐀.𝐑

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer ptergwen on Tumblr

https://ptergwen.tumblr.com/post/646229356343148544/hi-are-your-requests-open-if-so-can-i-request

Parings → Arvin Russell x Reader

Warnings → none

Summary → In which Arvin can't stop kissing you.

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If there's one thing Arvin is gonna do, it's kiss you. The boy has his lips on you all the time, everywhere, in front of anyone. You're not opposed because how could you be? It makes you feel so loved. You find it insanely sweet, that he wants to be close to you and isn't afraid to show it. He's yours, you're his, and he reminds you of that any chance he gets.

"Arvin... Arv, hey," you giggle out quietly, head tilted to the side as he kisses down your neck. You're seated in the last pew for church this morning. It's empty since the other folks like to be up front, listening with full intent to your preacher. You and Arvin don't care much for this stuff. However, your families do, and you'd rather not get a lecture from yours about proper service behavior.

"Arvin," you repeat, his teeth nipping playfully at your skin. "That's my name," he hums back and cups your jaw. His thumb traces over it while he continues kissing over to your sweet spot. "Gotta be careful... my parents..." Your eyes flutter shut when he finds it. You can feel him smiling against you in satisfaction. "What about 'em, baby doll?" His lips never leave the spot, arm moving down to steady you by your hips.

He's wicked, riling you up so much in a church of all places. You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy the thrill of it.

You're done for, Arvin kissing his way up to your mouth. His own is ghosting over yours now. "Never mind," you decide in a whisper. He lets out a low chuckle before capturing your lips in a soft kiss. Your preacher drones on about morals or integrity or something while you two make out right in front of him. He's pretty damn clueless.

Arvin's teeth graze your lower lip suddenly, like they did to your neck earlier. You use his shirt collar to pull him closer. "You like that, huh?" He mumbles into your mouth, breaking the kiss so you can answer. "I, um, yeah," you pant in response and dig your fingers into him. "Do it again,"

"Later, honey. Think my grandma's spying on us," Arvin tells you lowly. With a gasp, you push him off of you and sit up straighter. Your reaction earns a few laughs out of him, his fingers tangling with yours, hands resting in his lap. "I'm playin', I'm playin'. Service is over soon, though." You click your tongue at him, but grin anyway.

"We should get out there," he continues on. "But, do we have to? Wanna stay right here," you try to convince him, raising a suggestive eyebrow. Arvin considers it, and you can tell by the way he looks around to make sure no one is watching. They aren't. People are starting to get up from their seats, though. "Wish we could, but you know how everybody gets."

Arvin laces your fingers tighter together. "I'll make it up to you after, okay?" He kisses your cheek, a lingering kiss that makes a smile light up your face. "Ok. I won't let you forget it."

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You're hanging out by arvin's locker before school starts. He's always waiting for you either here or at yours so he can say good morning. He hugs your waist, peppering your face in kisses, no spot missed. "Baby, I have to go," you grin at him, scrunching your nose up. That prompts him to kiss down the bridge of it gently. "Mm, you're so damn cute. I could just-"

"Russell, get to class," his english teacher sighs as she passes by you. She shoots him a knowing look, Arvin scratching at his gelled hair. "On it," he mumbles, then presses one last kiss to the tip of your nose. You're now smirking at him, pushing a stray curl back with your fingers. "You heard her. Better be on your way." You wait a second before adding, "Russell."

"That name's gonna be yours some day," Arvin insists and tilts your chin up to him. "Think it'll fit you real nice." You lean into his palm with a smile. "Y/n Russell?" "Mhm. I love the way that sounds, don't you?" He steals another quick kiss from you, this one on your lips. You nod and place a hand on his cheek as you kiss back. It's slow, sweet, Arvin tapping under your chin as he pulls back.

"Alright, pretty thing. You have a good day." He puts his hand over yours on his face, taking it in his own and giving the back of it a kiss. "You too. Such a gentleman," you beam at him and get a breathy laugh back. that's your Arvin.

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