beatles imagines

Paul *smut*

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You were getting ready for dinner with Paul and the rest of the beatles and their girlfriends in hamburg, it wasn't meant to be very fancy but you thought you'd dress proper, Paul would normally make you wear tight, short skirts and leather, he was very controlling with things like that but you didn't really mind, but tonight you will dress in the total opposite, it was a shared bedroom and there wasn't exactly alot of space for clothes when there's 4 or so other people needing space so you didn't take alot of different things but you just had to make do, you put a nice white flowy skirt and a light pink button up shirt, you were sure Paul would like it, then you left the bathroom since again, you weren't able to change in the bedroom and showed Paul

"how do you like my outfit? I'll of course do my hair and makeup" you said and Paul's face light up

"wow you look really beautiful " he said and smiled, he slightly blushed too

"thank you Paul, I'm going to go do my makeup" you said and left the room to where all the other girls were. John, Pete and Paul were sitting in the bedroom talking to each other so you didn't want to stay long

You started chatting to Cynthia and asked her to do your makeup since you were quite terrible, but Paul never really seemed to care or comment on it so you didn't really care too much. Cynthia was quite a nice person and she'd always help you with things

"did Paul say anything about your outfit?" Cynthia asked, John was very similar and made her dress a similar way to you

"yeah, I showed him and he said I look beautiful" you replied while shutting your eyes as Cynthia put the eyeshadow on

"oh well that's good, I think I'll just wear a dress" she said "you can open your eyes now"

You and her continued to talk until Paul came in

"hello love, hello Cynthia, y/n can you come here for 2 minutes, I need to speak to you" he said with a bit of an angry look

"oh uh okay" you said and got up and Cynthia looked at you with a worried look

You and Paul walk out the room and into the hallway and grabs you by the arm

"you need to get changed right now" he said in an annoyed tone

"but why? You said I looked pretty" you said, confused

"I told you to get changed" he said gripping tighter on your arm

"Paul your hurting me stop" you said while trying to get his hand off

"do you want me to take it off for you?" he almost shouted and dragged you into the bathroom

"Paul stop, what's wrong with my outfit" you said, still trying to get his hand off

"you know exactly, I can see everything" he said, whispering into your ear

Paul started unbuttoning your shirt while kissing you, you were so confused, he sounded really annoyed but yet he's kissing you and trying to see you undressed

He stopped and redid the buttons and took you to the bedroom, he knew it was empty because he saw Pete and John leave

He was still a little afraid they'd come in so he made you go on the top bunk of the bunk bed

He climbed up and started kissing you again and moved down to your jawline and started unbuttoning the shirt again and moved down to your collarbone

"Paul.." you whimpered as he bit down on your collarbone, he then moved down to your chest

He undid your bra and started kissing your soft breasts "Paul please..." you moaned and he put one in his mouth and the other in his hand, giving them equal attention