Ariana Grande Imagines

Fuck The Police

(Just so y'all know I support the BLM movement. I don't support Blue Lives Matter but I don't rile against it. The police help keep us safe and most cops aren't racist and murders. Please keep that in mind while reading this.)

Y/N POV:

I was breathless as Ariana kissed down my neck, soothing the bite marks she created.

We were tangled up together on our bed, gently kissing each other after a long and hard pleasure session. My hands were tied up above me, keeping me from moving while Ariana calmed me down. I groaned as she placed her lips on a particularly tender spot and squirmed under her grasp. She grinned and went back to soothing each bite mark, licking my tan skin. I rolled my eyes and noticed that my wrists had gone purple and stung severely.

"A-Ari." I managed to say as she kissed the bite mark on my thigh.

She looked up at me and smiled giddily. "Yes my love?"

"My wrists, I can't feel them anymore."

Her eyes widened and she immediately jumped forward to untie them. I winced as she pulled the rope away that dug into my flesh. My arms dropped weakly and I peered at my hands, closing my eyes when I saw how bruised and burned they were. I felt Ariana gently grab my forearm and opened my eyes to see her running her fingers over my irritated skin. She frowned sadly and looked up at me, her bottom lip sticking out.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't realize they were so tight. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's ok." I said softly, not meeting her gaze.

"Wanna take a bath together? I can make it up to you."

She looked at me with hopeful eyes and I had to say yes. Her face lit up and she hopped off of me to go start the bath. I sat up and rolled my shoulders, wincing when I felt how sore they were. I slid off the bed and slowly limped into the bathroom, leaning on the doorway when I reached it.

Ariana looked up at me and smiled, standing up to help me into the warm water. I stepped in and she hopped in behind me, slowly pushing me down into a sitting position. I leaned back and laid on her chest, intertwining our hands. She kissed my cheek and hugged me lovingly.

We stayed in the bath for about an hour and a half, and then we got changed into some casual clothes. I grabbed my empty water bottle and headed downstairs to refill it. As I was running the water I had a sudden urge to eat something. I opened the fridge to reveal that we needed to get groceries. I sighed and closed the door, grabbing my shoes and keys.

"Babe I'm gonna head to the store!" I shouted up the stairs.

I heard rapid footsteps and Ariana appeared with a jacket in her hands.

"Hold your horses Y/N."

I stopped and waited for her, watching her tie her shoes. She stood up and took my hand in hers, caressing it softly.

"We have been so busy lately and I think we both know we need a break."

I raised my eyebrow at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Let's go out for lunch ok? Wherever you want to go."

I smiled and jumped into her arms, kissing all over her face. She laughed and carried me out to the car, setting me down so I could hop into the passenger seat. We both buckled in and Ari turned on the radio. 'Positions' started playing and we both looked at each other and started singing.

Time Skip

I sighed and leaned in to kiss Arianas cheek. "Thanks for taking me out honey, the food was great."

"Anything for you moonlight, I'm glad you liked it." She said, taking my hand in hers.

I grinned and blushed at the nickname, burying my face in her neck. She chuckled and kissed my forehead, running her fingers through my hair. But our cute little moment was ruined when a tomato smashed right next to my leg. I cringed, as I hated tomatoes, and backed up.

"Get out of here!"

I looked up to see a group of people holding food and signs saying, "Fuck The Police." And, "End All Cops." I raised an eyebrow and immediately ducked when a lemon came flying at my face.

"You heard him! Get out of here you racist shit head! We don't want bad people like you around here!" A woman yelled, waving her sign around.

Then I realized, I had my gun and badge on me. With all the news and internet fiasco about the police and George Floyd people have lost all interest in inspecting if people are cops or actually federal agents.

"Hey! Leave her alone, she didn't do anything!" Ariana shouted, standing in front of me.

Her voice was much louder than the group of people, and she was clearly heard over everyone. They all glared at her but stopped shouting, lowering their signs.

"She is still a cop, and all cops are horrible people." One man said, clenching his hand into a fist.

My wife stared him down and puffed out her chest.

"You don't know that." She spat, "She isn't even a police officer, she is a federal agent for the navy, and she has never EVER attacked a random person without context."

All of their faces went pale when they heard I worked for the navy. Ariana grabbed my arm and dragged me out to our car. As soon as I was in and the door was closed I sighed and put my head in my hands. A soft hand ran up and down my back, and I leaned into her touch. I hugged her tightly, not wanting to let go, and placed our foreheads together.

"Ariana." I said after a few minutes.

"Yeah?" She caressed my face and kissed my nose.

"Am, am I a bad person?"

Her eyes widened and she pulled me closer, if that was possible. She pressed her lips to mine and squeezed my hand.

"You are not a bad person. You are a wonderful, creative, positive human being, and if anyone tells you other wise they can talk to me." 

I smiled and snuggled into her chest, thanking god that I was blessed with someone like Ariana.

Determined to Live PT3 is in the making. 

I've been busy with school and swim that I've never gotten to finishing that side story.

Love y'all ❤️