*Krystal’s POV*
The faint sound of rustling woke me, and I turned to where the noise was coming from. Ashley had left a void on the bed beside me, but as I rolled over I saw him approaching me; shirtless, his hair all dishevelled and shaggy and he had slipped his black boxers on (although they didn’t leave much to the imagination). As much as I liked admiring my man, my attention wasn’t completely on him, it was drawn to what he was carrying. A big basket wrapped in clear plastic wrap, decorated with a great big purple bow made of tied ribbon.

“Oh hey, beautiful. Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you, I just wanted to surprise you when you did wake.” His voice was soft and he spoke with a whisper.

“Morning Ash, it’s okay. I was kind of stirring anyways.” I pulled the blanket up and around my chest and propped myself up with my pillows. I pointed at the basket he had in his arms. “What’s that for?”

“Well it’s for you…”

“It is?” I tilted my head in a questioning manner.

“Yeah.” He paused. “Happy 6 month Anniversary!”

“Oh, Ash!” I felt like an awful girlfriend. “But- I didn’t get you anything.”

“I wasn’t expecting you to. I mean, it’s not like people usually celebrate month by month in a relationship; but I feel like I owe it to you. And myself. I mean, I’ve never held a relationship 6 days, let alone six months. And I want you to know that you’re appreciated and that I love you just as much now as I did at the start. Hence, the gift.” He placed the basket down in front of me, watching with eager eyes. “Well… Go on then, open it.”

I pulled at the ribbon, and it easily untied and dropped around the hamper onto the bed. I then pulled the plastic away and could see the contents now. At a glance I could see loads of little nibbly bits, all my favourite sweets, and cans of Fanta fruit twist, some cool new bracelet bands, there was a folded up hoodie in the bottom, with a strange rubber type thing placed on top of it.

“Uh… Ashley?” He looked at me excitedly. “Is this… a sex toy or something?” His face dropped and he raised an eyebrow at me.

“No, dummy… It’s a microphone cover… A personalised one, just for you.” He gestured at it. “See? It’s black and purple, and it has a K on it, and look, it even has stars on it, to remind you of me.” He beamed, looking quite chuffed with himself.

“It’s amazing Ash, thank you so much! I’ll be able to use it when we record!”

“Well yeah, you can use it when Bleeding Unseen record, aaaaaand when you’re on tour! I have a matching one look!” He pulled another silicone cover from where I can only presume was the elastic band in the back of his boxers. “And look, it has a moon next to my A, because I am your star, and you are my moon.”

“That is so sweet, thank you, handsome. I love it.”

“Oh you’re not done yet, look at the hoodie. Look at it!” He was very excited. I pulled the hoodie up and held it out at arm length by the shoulders, so I could admire it. It was black, with Outlaw going across the chest, but was decorated with moons and stars. “Do you like it? It’s one of a kind, just for my girl.”

“I love it!” I was so lucky. I slipped my arms in each side and then hurriedly shifted the blanket off of me so I could do the zip up. I saw Ashley blushing, and he looked away while I got ‘decent.’ He had been so so good to me, he was patient, and very understanding. We still hadn’t done anything other than kiss, and on occasion we would get a bit carried away and make out; but he vowed we would only do things when I am ready. Hence why my mic cover shocked me a little at first. I honestly thought he had given me some sort of sex toy! I neatly placed my things back into the basket, put it on the floor, and hit the empty space next to me, implying I wanted Ash to come back to bed with me. With a smile, he slid back under the covers, and wrapped an arm around me.

“You look gorgeous in that, just as I thought you would.” He looked so pleased with himself.

“You know me very well.” I glanced over at the alarm clock. Its red digits read ‘6.14am.’ Everyone would still be asleep… My mind was racing. I was so nervous I had been contemplating it for a long while now, waiting… I felt like perhaps now was the right time to do it. I had to just go for it, before I'd chicken out.

Still sitting upright, I turned to face Ashley, who was also sitting up against the headboard, and I took a deep breath and kissed him. We do kiss, but there was something different about this one. It was hotter… heavier. I moved one of my hands away from Ashley’s shoulder, and I unzipped my new hoodie to just below my breasts. I then pulled away, Ashley was clearly lost in the passionate kiss I just broke, because his reaction told me he wasn’t prepared to see me like this. You could see a lot of flesh. I have 38E breasts, and he could see all of my cleavage, I was baring the rounded middle of them, only just covering my nipples. As we had been sleeping just some 30 minutes ago, I didn’t have a bra on, only panties; and now, my new hoodie.

“Krysta-“

“Shhh.” I placed a finger over his mouth, then I took the plunge and straddled him, and using my other hand, I guided his up to meet my left breast. I then placed my lips on his, moving my finger away from his mouth, letting us kiss once more. I couldn’t help but softly moan into his mouth as he cupped my breasts, occasionally rubbing his thumb over my nipples. I nibbled on his lower lip, and then let go. I wasn’t entirely sure if he was completely hard yet, but I could feel him twitching beneath me, trapped within his boxers. I leaned in to him and whispered in his ear “I have a present for you too.” I felt him shudder and let out a tiny whimper, then I began trailing kisses from his neck to his shoulders, across his chest, down to his stomach, and then lower still until I reached the band of his underwear. I gently placed my hand on his bulge, and rubbed him over his boxers. He was definitely hard. I grabbed it a little tighter, rubbing up and down once more, and upon hearing him let out a moan, I got butterflies in my stomach. That was amazing. Knowing I was pleasing him felt really, really satisfying. I pulled down a little on his boxers, and he went with it. He lowered himself so he was more in a laying stance, and then raised himself on his elbows so I could pull his boxers off of his hips and down over his legs. I wasn’t quite prepared, as he sprung out of them. It was incredible. I dropped his underwear to the floor beside the bed, and I stared in awe for a few seconds before I reached out and held him in my hand. It was so soft… That is the first thing I remember thinking, how it was so soft, and warm, yet hard. I looked up at him, and he was looking back with desire in his eyes. I smiled at him and he gave me that look, that ‘I love you’ look he gives me, and I knew then I wanted to show him how much I love him. I started to move my hand once more, this time properly stroked him, up and down, alternating in speed. I watched him lay back and let the pleasure overwhelm him. With a smile on my face, I drew my attention back down, and I could see a little pre-cum glistening on the tip. I had been fantasising about how this moment would play out for months now, and then I did it. I planted a kiss on the tip, and then another. I felt him sit up on his elbows again, probably looking at me in shock, but I just wanted to carry on, no distractions. I wanted to make him feel good. I could taste the pre-cum now, and it was kind of salty, but not completely gross. I continued to swirl my tongue around the head, which got him to lay back down; more like drop back down, his head hit the pillow and his hands balled up the bedsheets as I licked the length of his shaft. I then put the tip in my mouth, and sucked the head gently. I continued slowly, building it up, taking a little bit more of him with every suck. I realised I was moaning, genuinely enjoying this feeling. I made sure that I ran my tongue along the underside with every stride as it got deeper. He started to graze the back of my mouth, and I would hold it there, then slowly pull back up. Once he was just out of my mouth, I would go all the way back down again.
After a while of letting me get used to it, he started to take more control. I had started to get him into my throat. It felt uncomfortable at first, and it would make me gag a little, but he seemed to really enjoy it, and it was really really hot. With him going as deep as he was, I needed to come up for air. I would lift my mouth off of him, gasping for breath, and I always kept stroking him until I could go back down again. I stopped going deeper for about 30 seconds, only letting about 3 inches in, and then he slid his hands into my hair, and pushed my head further down on him, forcing me to deep-throat him again. It felt strange, good strange. I let him control how fast and deep he went, and he even began gently thrusting his hips in motion. When he let up, I looked up at him, my eyes watering, my lips feeling quite numb. He smiled at me, and brought me up to kiss him. It was a passionate kiss, hot and heavy. He released me and let me go back down for him. He reached down and played with my breasts, which made me moan, sending vibrations down his shaft. He kept grabbing and groping my breasts, as I used both a hand and my mouth to bring him to climax.

“Oh… Oh I- I’m going to cum!” His whole body tensed up, and his hands sank into the sheets again, gripping tight as he came onto my breasts. He panted… I panted… And we both smiled longingly at each other before sharing a very intimate kiss. “Thank you Krystal.”

“Hey, you’re welcome. Happy 6 month Anniversary, right?” I giggled at him.

“Yeah. Now how about we go share a shower and uh- wash that off you?”

I looked down at my chest. “Uh- that’d probably be best. Besides, you’ve seen almost all of me naked now anyway…” I felt brave. I felt really very brave, enough for him to see me in the shower, naked. Then I had a sudden thought and evaluated the damage. I burst into fits of laughter. “What a mess! You got it on my new hoodie!”

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