Paul Wesley
title: make up
mood: protective bae & making out
tw: swearing, "protectiveness" & sexy times ie:making out
requester: Glader_Witch_Wolf

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↠ Paul when, he makes out with you...

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ʻʻYou always do this dammit,
Paul!ʼʼ You yell at him through the door of his green room.

Forming a ball with your fists you bang on the wooden barrier once more. Finally Paul swings it open before walking further into the room.

Sighing in exasperation you step inside and shut the door with a thud. He takes a seat and picks up his can of coke,taking a sip from it. His tie messily swung around his neck. Making him look irresistible. For a split second you almost forget about your anger.

He unbuttons the top button with his free hand. Before running the same hand through his blonde-brown hair. A sigh escapes his lips. Paul peers at you through his long lashes, as he grunts out an apology ʻʻI'm sorry.ʼʼ

ʻʻPaul just -ʼʼ

He cuts you off as he tosses the now empty can in the trash. Paul arises from his seat and looks you in the eyes as he says ʻʻYou know what?... No I'm not sorry for punching that dickhead in the face!.ʼʼ He states in anger, directed to the man he punched.

ʻʻHe deserved that punch. If I could help it I would've broken more than just his noseʼʼ Taking a step closer to you Paul continues. ʻʻYou wanna know why,
Y/n?.ʼʼ

You nod your head, as your feet travels a step back while his move ahead,closer to you. Your eyes fixated on him and his on yours.

ʻʻBecause he made a huge mistake by fucking hitting on my girl!ʼʼ
The green eyed boy in front of you,clenches his jaw.You attempt to fit in a word or two but Paul brushes his fingers against your cheek and you shiver in delight.Just about to give into his warm touch. You snap out of it and gently push his hand away ʻʻI'm still upset with you!.ʼʼ

ʻʻBut I have done nothing wrong,baby.ʼʼ

This time you step in cutting him off with a higher octave in your voice. ʻʻBloody hell,Paul! you have.The paparazzi are having a party with the fresh news you've granted them.You assaulted someone and the media just so happens to have pictures of you losing your cool at SanDiego Comic Con!ʼʼ You cry out.

ʻʻThis will affect your career.How is Julie and your publicist going to do damage control now?.ʼʼ
You raise an eyebrow at him,Paul just shrugs which pushes you off the edge.

You inhale sharply ʻʻWhy are you so protective? There's a limit, babe. You can't hurl curse words and punch every man that hits on me. You have to learn how to keep your calm. Violence is not the solution to everything.ʼʼ

ʻʻPlease understand that I can handle myself and I know you mean well but babe, you're Paul Wesley you can't go around hitting people and expect the media to be chilled about it. Your life isn't exactly low key to the public. You have fans that adore you, an amazing job. Don't taint that for a loserʼʼ Taking a softer approach you place a hand on his shoulder. Paul slightly frowns as he moves away.

Your hand falling to your side. ʻʻI don't care about what's the world gonna think. Or how this shit affects my career!.ʼʼ He declares sternly. Paul gently holds you by your sides. ʻʻAll I care about is you. I care about the fact that, some random guy at this event flirted with you and tried to hold your hand. He didn't back down when my assistant stepped in and neither did he release his hold on you when you protested not even when you shoved him away. It just made him tighten his grip. So forgive me for walking off the stage and abandoning the panel when I saw my girlfriend struggling backstage to remove that asshole's grip on her. Forgive me for punching him so hard that I broke his stupid nose while the media flashed their cameras. Forgive me for not listening to you when you told me to calm down and forgive me,baby for having my fans see me be pissed off like a normal boyfriend would be!.ʼʼ

Paul's green eyes were wild with irritation and emotion as he recalled what occurred minutes ago,the green burned into your e/c ones. Your breathing escalated,matching Paul's heavy ones.

His hands travelled lower down to your waist as he closed the little gap between you two, your eyes never faltering from his as the green from his eyes blazed into your soul.

The feel of his hands on your waist made you swallow hard. A hand of yours remained on Paul's shoulder while the other travelled to his back. Your fingers clenching the material of his crisp white shirt.

Retreating with another two steps ,your back hits the wall. You hadn't noticed that you were near the counter now.

Taking a look at your position, you were caged in by Paul. Who placed his hands against the stark white wall, trapping you in his bubble of warmth and cologne.

Swallowing once you feel his intense gaze fixated on you. His breaths ,still heavy but calm ʻʻI hate fighting with you.ʼʼ Paul whispers against your neck. Your eyes shut on their own accord as your heart skips a beat.

ʻʻI hate it too. I'm sorry I do understand you and why you did it but I dont want you getting in trouble.ʼʼ

His forest eyes travel between your eyes and lips. Paul runs the pad of his thumb across your soft strawberry colored lips. Evoking a shaky breath from you.

ʻʻI'm sorry tooʼʼ he apologizes his green eyes,intense and ignited with desire. Paul licks his lips as he drops both hands back to your hips.

His lower body remains pressed against yours as he slowly bends down, obtaining full access to your lips.

ʻʻHe did kinda deserve itʼʼ You admit and Paul nods before the two of you laugh, Paul adoringly smiles at you as you wrap your arms around the back of his neck. You tug at his hair and he works a charming smirk at you before he encases his lips with yours.

All anger evaporates as the passion consumes the two of you. The new emotion getting transmitted through the kiss.

The feeling of his mouth against yours, sparked every fiber in your being and ignited every part in your body. As you deepen the kiss. You rake your fingers roughly through his hair.

Your hold on him tightens when Paul kisses your neck. You pull him back up, kissing him when he bites down on your lip. Raising a moan from your throat. He pats your butt,indicating you to jump and tug your legs around his torso. You comply as you do just that,wrapping your legs around his toned body Paul places you on the counter as you pull him closer.

ʻʻI love making up with you thoughʼʼ Paul manages to whisper out and your giggle is swallowed by the hum of pleasure that emerges from your throat. His passionate kisses over powering your senses and leaving you bewildered in a state of emotions, desire,passion and love.

ʻʻI love youʼʼ
ʻʻI love you too.ʼʼ

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a/n:

Em,your other req will be up soon I just wanna get that one right since its a lot of emotion.

sooo this was steamy and intense,I suck at writing these as I dont usually write them oop. hope u liked ur request,Em.

one more thing...
Paul Wesley 😍😍😍

x - Adeela J
15th May 2017