𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒, imagines

~ M Y G I R L 2

Warning: This isn't really smut but its got a lil dirty dirty in it. 

" You sure toots? " I asked her, smirking as she wouldn't answer me. " Richie, don't call me that, and yes. I'm very sure. "  she said, taking a breath through her nose. " Alright, baby. But if you don't tell me, I can always tell you how I feel about you at my house. I bet you'd like that. " 

She shivered, " Can you wait, like, until we are not at the Quarry anymore? " she asked me, looking at her feet. " Why don't you just tell me here? you told Beverly here. " I said, biting my lip. 

" Richie, your hot. " she said, looking directly at my face. I guess all the Losers heard her because they we're all looking at us. Beverly was trying to give Y/n a thumbs up but she was laughing her ass off. 

Time-skip...

" Your lips are softer then I thought.. " she said, kissing me again. We fell onto her bed, I'm surprised her sitting on my lap hasn't gotten me hard yet. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me.  I was going to pull off her shirt but, she didn't let me. 

" Richie, your a good kisser and everything but I don't really want this to turn into that.."

" I really just want to be your girlfriend.. " 

" Well, you can't not expect get dicked down if your my girlfriend toots."