To be honest, you don’t know where this new found confidence is coming from since you’re normally a red face blubbering mess in front of him. Maybe it was the wink he sent you this morning or his eyes constantly roaming down your body, whatever it was made your confidence boost and let your wild side escape.
Rating: R [A HIGH AMOUNT OF DOMINANCE AND TALKING DIRTY]
sound of your bedroom door creaking open and the shutters of your blinds getting
pulled up had your eyes beginning to peal open, the sunlight shinning through
the curtains had a hiss falling from your lips as you turn your body over to
look at whomever decided to disturb you so early in the morning.
what time did you go to bed last night?” Your mom questions as you hear
her wining your window open. The sound of birds chirping and lawn mowers
shaving long strands of grass begin to flutter into your ears.
don’t know, two maybe four in the morning?” You respond while groaning and
throwing your head into your pillowcase, the softness of the pillow comforting
you as you let a please sigh slip from your lips.
Y/N! Why were you up so late?” Your mom ask with such frustration in her voice
that your actually scared to look at her, but you’re actually relieved when she
sits down at the foot of your bed and begins to rub your calf in her thigh.
“I was binge watching The Vampire Diaries sue
me.” You say, voice muffled because of the pillow but your mom lets a
tired sigh fall from her lips before pinching your calf gently.
“You shouldn’t be doing that. It’s bad for your body.”
Your mom says, only leaving you to blink your eyes open and roll them.
groan before turning around in her grasp and looking up at her, the sunlight
somewhat blinding your eyes.
the truth Y/N, anyways freshen up. Breakfast is downstairs and I need to talk
to you also.” Your mom states while rising up and off the bed, her warm
skin leaving your body, causing you to pout.
do we need to talk about?” You ask while raising up, your left hand coming
up to cover your eyes from the beaming sun as you watch your mom begin to walk
out of your door. “Come downstairs and you’ll find out.” Is the only
thing she says, causing another groan to fall from your lips before you hear
the door slam shut, making you stand and walk out your bedroom and
straight to the washroom.
quickly brush your teeth and wash your face before you hop in the shower, the
feeling of the warm water hitting your cool body had a please sigh slipping
through your lips as you quickly washed up and hopped out.
made your way into your room and quickly put on your under garments before
lotioning your body up, the scent of coconut in the air as you walked over to
your window with your towel wrapped around your body just in time to see your
a few yards away from you, you saw Mr. Hemmings just getting out of the shower
also, his body glistening with water as a white towel was loosely wrapped
around his hips. His once blond hair now resting dark amongst his forehead, he
brings his hand up and brushes it out of his face, making his body look so lean
satisfied moan slipped from your lips as you watch Mr. Hemmings continue to
paste around his room, continuously looking around for something that he lost.
You watch as his body begins to walk towards the window that reflects yours,
his arms reaching out and pulling open a drawer that is conjoined to his desk,
his arm moving around like he is searching for the item before pausing and
looking up towards you.
beside you or everything i didnt say? english love affair or mrs all american? wrapped around your finger or close as strangers? end up here or long way home? i cant remember or heartache on the big screen? castaway or safety pin? invisible or broken home? what i like about you or 18? disconnected or daylight?
Imagine being a pretty famous musician, which means you have a lot of fans. Just like the boys of 5 Seconds Of Summer. They are hyped to be on one of your concerts and meeting you afterwards. A big dream comes true for them.
“So how long are you
going to be acting like a complete brat?” He dictated, his body now pushing
away from the fence and now standing in front of you. His body leaning into
yours that pushes against the fence even more than before.
“Until you decide to
leave me alone,” You state, head falling to the side as you do your best to
look unfazed by how close he is, and how his cologne just makes you want to
wrap your arms around him and push his body against yours so you can press your
lips against his.
“Well that’s going to
be shit luck for you because I’m never going to be leaving you alone.” He
answers, lips tugging into a smirk as you feel yourself just completely cave
in. The new found information that Luke won’t give up his tantalizing ways just
to get you, has your mind in the gutter and the butterflies in your stomach
just to buzz around more intensely then before.
A/N: inspired by the scene with kevin and the southside serpent, joaquin, from Riverdale
The sound of laughter
and energetic conversations rattled off of your beige locker and flutters in your
ears, along with the sound of sneakers smacking against the dirty hallway
floors and the shutting of the exit doors being heard from where you are
standing packing school work in your bag.
It was finally Friday
and you’re buzzing with joy, you had nothing to do today but just to lay in bed
and sleep. Not every day did you get a chance to take a nap after school, you
always had something to do; go to your volleyball practices or go to your after
school clubs and sometimes help tutor some of the kids on your street. You’re
always busy and today you get the chance to finally rest.
So when you finally
dropped your purple binder into your backpack and zipped it up a pleased sigh
slipped out of your nose and into the energetic atmosphere, you let your hands
tug away from your sliver zipper and close your locker before letting your body
rest against it, the cool material causing your heated up body to chill for a
“What are you doing?”
You hear a voice ask, that causes your eyes to turn away from the white tiles
and turn towards the voice. Samantha’s copper hair trailed down her shoulder
and rested by her rip cage, her hazel eyes looking at you with question as one
of her makeup filled eyebrows rose up on her forehead as her lips covered in a
deep red colour was set in a straight line as she looked at you with
“It’s finally Friday!” You
sing, eyes closing for a moment as you let your head tilt against the locker and
letting a smug smile tug on your lips. You watch as Samantha rolls her eyes before
she leans against the locker next to yours, lips tugging into a smug smile a
like yourself as her eyes glaze over with humor.
“So what?” She says, her
cranberry lips moving as her words trail out of her mouth and smacks you in
your face as you let your jaw drop and look at her with complete shock.
“So what! So what! Sam!
I literally don’t have anything to do today. I don’t have volleyball, I don’t
have any clubs to go to and I don’t have to tutor the kids on my street.” You say
with excitement as a smug smile escapes your lips and a happy smile sets in
“God the kids on your
streets are such brats.” Samantha grunts while rolling her eyes before shaking
her head at you. “Anyways that’s not even the point, did you hear about what’s
happening to The Twilight Drive-In?”
She asks, both of her eyebrows rising up on her forehead as she stares at you
“No?” You state while
shrugging your shoulders, head titling off of the locker and body turning to
face Samantha as she rolls her eyes once again at your answer.
“How do you not know?”
She questions, voice filled with aggravation as a laugh trails out of your
“You know if you
continue to roll your eyes like that, they’re gonna get stuck.” You inquire,
only making her roll her eyes again before taking her hand off of her blue
denim jeans and rising it up to your cheek, her thumb running against your skin
and caressing it.
“Please don’t be a
smart ass.” She says, a fake smile on her deep lips as you watch her gold
earrings dance around with her shaking head.
“Fine, then all be a
dumbass.” You scoff, your body leaning off of your locker as you let your arms
interlock with each other and rest along your chest.
Samantha pulled her hand
away from your cheek and let her eyes flicker shut, her breath coming out heavy
as you watched her lips silently count to ten before her eyes re-opened and
look at you like she wanted to snap.
“Did your therapist
tell you to do that whenever you’re annoyed?” You question, your right foot
shifting away from your left foot which causes your hip to pop out as you look
at Sam with amusement.
“Yes she actually did,
now when you are done with your… irritating responses I would like to finish
what I was about to say.” She says, her lips tugging into a smile as she lets
her high heeled boots smack against the tile floor to an unknown beat.
You say while tearing one of your hands away from your chest and flicking at
“As I was going to say,
The Twilight Drive-In is shutting
down so tonight is the last night to see a movie there and also make out with a
hot guy in the backseat of his car like in Grease.”
She beams, her pearly white teeth showing as her eyes glow with happiness and
excitement which only causes you to groan and smack your head against your locker.
“Sam… I don’t wanna
go!” You cry, a painful expression washing over your facial features as you
look at her like you’re going to die.
“Why not?” She asked,
voice annoyed as she looked at you like she wanted to kill you on the spot.
“Because it’s Friday!
My only free day in this whole entire month! And also, you are most definitely
going to find some guy to make out with and just neglect me.” You rush, eyes
rolling as you look at her with bewilderment.
“That’s so false and
you know that!” Samantha exaggerates while her jaw drops and her hands tug away
from her sides to slide onto her hips.
You just let your eyes
roll as you stare at her and shake your head, Samantha knows for a fact that
she would do something like this so you decide not to even encourage the
conversation even more, instead you let your head turn away from her gaze and look
down the hallway where people continue to flutter out of to leave school.
It was blond hair and
piercing blue eyes that had your heart hammering against your chest and eyes
looking all over the place, your hands grew sweat between the cracks of your knuckles
as you felt your whole entire face heat up just at the sight of him.
Request: Calum hood imagine where you get jealous because he’s talking to one of his model friends and shes flirting heavily. So you get home and kind of take charge with sex and have him submit ti you? You don’t have to write smut If you don’t want to, you can ignore me.
Warnings: Smut!, Domination, jealously, cursing
A/N: I usually don’t write smut. But I made an assumption. I hope you all like it, I normally don’t do this.
“That bitch, if she touches his arm one more time,” You mumbled into the glass that was at the edge of your lip, Ashton heard from the other side of you. A small chuckle coming from him, “He would never cheat on you, you know that,” Ashton told you like you already did not know that, “I know he would never do that. But doesn’t mean that it’ll stop all these horny ass bitches from flirting with him, and see! She did it again!” You pointed a finger at her, Ashton just going back to shaking his head and pouring you more of whatever it was.
“Maybe you should go and say something.”
“It has crossed my mind, that is for sure. But I do not want to be one of those girls, that makes a huge scene in front of everyone because someone is talking to my boyfriend. I have enough faith and knowing that he would never do anything like that,” Ashton nodded his head in agreement at what you said, but it stilled boiled the blood in you watching her being so persistent at trying to get him to do something.
“Look at that, he is getting annoyed,” Luke confirmed from behind you, and he was right the stone face Calum came through finally and his eyebrows knitted together. “I will be back boys,” I beamed, placing the glass on the nearest table as I walked towards my boyfriend that was currently chewing out one of Mitchy friends.
“Seriously, you don’t keep on touching someone even after they told you to stop countless times!” Calum hollered over the music that was pumping out of the speakers, the girl face was a mixture of anger and embarrassment, since by now almost everyone was watching and paying close attention to one of the most mellow guys in the room lose his shit.
“I kept sending you signals to stop, even told you to stop. Could you just fuck off kindly, please?” He emphasized the please at the end, saying it a little more quietly since he finally took notice of everyone staring at us.
“Calum come on, you are embarrassing the poor thing,” Tugging on his shirt sleeve, a huff coming from him before he took his hand in your own. He left his cup on one of the speakers as the both of you walked out of the house, “God, I kept telling her if she could stop touching me, kept moving away little by little. But what did she do? Walk even closer to me!” Calum was ranting on and on, he didn’t even take notice by now that we were in the back seat of his car, till I took off my shoes and positioned myself on the floorboard of the car.
My hands roamed up his thighs till they came to the top of the buckle and the zipper, “W-What are you doing?” He stuttered out, tugging down his pants revealing his blue boxers that were underneath his jet black pants. “Well, I got kind of pissed off with you talking to that girl,” You admitted his you started to run a finger up and down the shaft of his penis, a low throaty groan coming from him in reply. “R-Really?” He whispered out, a small gasp coming from him as you took the tip of him in your mouth, but only the tip rolling your tongue around his tip. His hand started to push your head a little further down, pulling out his penis from your mouth, grabbing the tie that was on the floorboard of the car, “What are you doing?” He asked in worry, grabbing his hands taking a seat on his lap, “Well I don’t want to be rushed babe, no touching, nothing.” Tying his hands behind his head, making sure to lift the headrest a little higher, double knotting the tie around his wrists. Leaning back his eyes holding a mixture of pleasure and curiosity, unbuttoning his shirt till getting annoyed and ripping it open all together, running a finger down his chest, nipping at his smooth chest. All the while giving him a handjob with the other hand, “Please, just let me fuck you,” He whispered out in a gasp, a smirk coming over your face, “Hm..I don’t know about that, tonight I decided when you cum. I am the boss,” You said, taking off your underwear and going over to the other side of the car.
Hiking up the dress a little further up the waist, spreading your legs wider putting two of your finger in your mouth making sure that they were wet while groping and foundling you’re breast with the other hand. Calum was hard as a brick, his eyes were fixated on you, the way you were sucking on those fingers and wet pussy that he could see the light shining off the wetness. Gasps and moans were escaping from you, running the wet fingers down your chest, slowly traveling down your chest, till it reached the opening.
“Oh my god, I am so tight and wet,” I moaned at as I put two fingers in, slowly starting to move them in and out of me ever slowly. “Babe, please,” Calum groaned in protest as he watched his girlfriend finger herself in the back of his car, while he was tied up and could not help in any way. “I wish my fingers were yours, or even that big long cock of yours, the way it feels me up whenever you enter from the back,” You taunted, curling your fingers at the thought of Calum in you. Pulling them out real quick when you felt the knotting the bottom of stomach, lifting up the hand that you used in the distant light of one of the streetlamps, taking a little lick of it before shoving them into Calum waiting mouth.
As he was doing that you scooted over a little more towards him, pulling out a whine coming from him in protest. Leaning over taking his cock back into your mouth once again, his hips making his cock go deeper into the back of your throat. Moving a little closer, before taking it out completely again. Moving one leg over on the other side of his head, and the other on the opposite side. In a way it was the sixty-nine position, just a little more different since you both were in a car. And right when you re-entered his cock into the warmth of that mouth, his lips and face was in that pussy destroying it.
The way his tongue was moving in and out of the opening, his lips sucking at the lips and even nibbling a little bit. Was just overly organismic, it took ever bone and will power to move away from his experienced mouth.
“My fucking god, why did you stop!” He hollered but stopped when you shoved the underwear in his mouth, grabbing the shaft of him once again, though this time entering it into you. In all truths it felt more fulfilling than your fingers or his tongue ever could. He must have felt the same since he let out a deep throaty groan. You started out moving the lower part of the body slowly, grinding into him. He was bringing his hips upwards hitting all the right places, leaning back gripping his thighs as you started to move faster till you were bouncing all together. Coming up with a good rhythm between the two of you both, suddenly his hands were roaming all other your body. His arms wrapped around you the middle of you, bring you to lie on the seat, his hands took yours in his bringing gripping them above your head.
“Fuck me, please!” You shouted, by now you could careless about the bitch that was flirting with him and how she kept touching him. Now all you cared about was how Calum was bounding into you with your legs over his broad shoulders, the moans and groans coming from both of you. The way the car was rocking back and forth, how he was pulling the back of your hair, all that matter to you right now was how good Calum was fucking you and not that bitch inside.
“God I fucking love you,” You both said at the same time as the both of you came at the same time.
Imagine #4: Best Friend Luke helping you while on your period.
Request: CAN YOU MAKE SOMETHING WITH BEST FRIEND LUKE HEMMINGS? PLEASE
Word Count: 644
You were moaning and groaning rolling in pain from the sharp stabbing sensation that was coming from your ovaries, it was that time of the month when the bloody river came and visited. This time around it was worse than last months, you had threw up from the pain of it and while on an empty stomach. The only thing that was really keeping you from going insane was your cat that kept purring and rubbing up against me.
“Thank you butter,” You mumbled not wanting to raise your voice all that much, a purr along with a soft bite was returned back to you. Resting your hand on the lower region of your body, massaging the area thinking that would help.
“Do you need a heating pad?” A voice questioned in front of you, jumping from the couch falling on the ground. A moan and another groan slipping past, “Jesus are you alright?”
“I’m going to kill you Luke Hemmings,” You spat out, taking his outstretched hand, he pulled me up from the ground. “I’m going to go and get a heating pad for you,” He told you after laying you back down on the couch, making sure to move around the pillows and blankets for you. “What are you doing here?” You wondered out loud, moving butter off the couch since he would keep walking on my stomach. I heard some shuffling and something fall from the liny closest, followed by a ‘Fuck’ and something being throwing.
“If you must know, I tried texting you and calling you asking how you were since I had a feeling you weren’t feeling so well.”
“You mean the facebook status I made?”
“Yeah, seeing your best friend post, ‘Why couldn’t the guy be the ones with periods? A garden gnome is stabbing me repeatedly for not being pregnant,’ made me slightly concerned.”
Luke walked into the living space, with a heating pad, along with the one blanket that you really wanted to cocoon yourself in but somehow it had gotten to be on the top shelf. He plugged it in near the couch, handing it towards you turning away when you lifted up the shirt tucking it underneath it. Than next handing you the blanket, he choose to take the blanket that you did have, reaching over to take the remote off the coffee table.
“What do you want to watch?”
“You’re staying?” You were shocked half the time, he would just come over here and help you out and then leave. Drawing his attention back towards his best friend, “Cuz I can, and I’m not going to be here for that much longer. There is an album that needs to be put all together,” He gushed poking you on the nose, before turning back towards the TV.
“I knew, I liked you for a reason,” Giggling pulling the blanket tighter around you, Luke smirking at the comment you made. “Yeah, Yeah you know you love me. You can’t go three days without talking to me,” He fired back in a playful way, “Who was the one that cried when I wasn’t spending the night for the third night in a row when we were seven?”
His cheeks heated up at the memory of that, “Shut up.”
“Who texts me literally everyday just to know how I am doing?”
“Secret life of pets, maybe?”
“Admit it, Luke you can’t go three days without talking too ME,” You teased, before holding back another cry of protest, from Luke suddenly laying his head on your chest. “Or maybe we can watching all the X-Men movies all over again?” Moving his head to look up at you, waiting for you to confirm or disagree with it. But you couldn’t say no to your best friend of thirteen year, “Sure I guess, just get some popcorn and tea ready.”