Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Best friend's brother (D.O'B) Smut

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, cussing, unprotected sex, public teasing, almost getting caught?, pet names. (I thinks thats is =))

****Dylan's POV****

"Oh god Dylan! Please, please, please. Oh god!" She moaned from under me. I'm balls deep in some girl I met at a club and yet, all I can think about is Y/N.
The only reason I agreed to go that shit hole is to get my mind off of her. It worked for about 20 minutes. Then she and my sister also showed up.

She looked so fucking good that god for saken dress of hers. It took everything inside of me not to drag her to the bathroom and fuck her until she couldn't walk anymore.

"Fuck Dylan, please daddy, please make me cum." The girl moaned, her nails leaving scratches down my back

"Fuck Y/N" the moment I said it I regretted it.

"Y/N? Who the fuck is Y/N!" The girl asked. I stopped what I was doing, pulling out of her and sitting back.
She sat up onto her elbows, looking at me with an eyebrow raised.

"I- she's uh. Fuck uhm."

"Wow! I can't fucking believe this. You were fucking me while thinking about some other whore!" She yelled

"Don't call her that." I warned

"Oh piss off. Fuck you Dylan. I'm leaving!" She said, getting up. She was out of my house in less than five minutes.
I should've felt bad, but I didn't. The only thing running through my mind was Y/N.

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"Okay, hold on. So you were busy having sex with one fine ass girl and you blew it because you moaned Y/N's name?" Tyler laughed.

"You know, I told told you this because I want your help. Not because I want to be made fun of." I said, a little annoyed.

"How am I supposed to help you, bro? You obviously like Y/N, so just ask her out." Tyler spoke

"I can't just ask her out. She's my sister's best friend."

"So?" Tyler shrugged

"So what?" I asked

"Exactly. So what. So what if she's your sister's best friend."

"You know, for someone so stupid, you really are smart sometimes." I said.

"I have my moments." Tyler smiled.

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****Your POV****

"What up buttercup?" I asked, walking into the kitchen. Dylan was busy making breakfast for us, so I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, giving him a hug.
Lisa and I slept over last night. This happens pretty often.

"Uh, hey Y/N" Dylan greeted back, immediately tensing up when he felt me wrapped my arms around him

"You okay?" I asked, removing my arms and looking at him

"Me? Totally. I'm so good."

"What the fuck is going on with you?" I asked him

"Noth-"

"Goodmorning beautiful people?" Lisa spoke before Dylan could.

"Hey pretty lady. How'd you sleep?" I asked her, going over to give her a hug

"I slept amazing. You?"

"Ehh, it was okay." "Why just okay?"
"Your snoring kept me up most of the night...that and other sounds." I said, looking over at Dylan. As soon as I said that, his head shot up and he started coughing.