Why don't we imagines

Jonah- Backstage Dirty..?

Y/n's heart races as she and Jonah slip backstage, the thrum of the crowd and the excitement of the concert hall palpable even here. She presses her back against the cool wall, nerves and anticipation mingling within her as Jonah steps closer, a small, private smile playing at his lips.

Jonah's hand reaches out to gently cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw as he leans in to press a soft kiss against your lips. The contact sends a jolt of electricity through your body, igniting a fire within you that threatens to consume you. Jonah deepens the kiss, his other hand wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. You can feel the heat of his body through his clothes, and the beat of his heart against your chest. Your own heart races, thundering in your ears as you wrap your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair.

Jonah's hands begin to roam, exploring your body as he continues to kiss you. You can feel the callouses on his fingers, evidence of his hours of practice on the guitar. The sensation sends another wave of desire through you, and you press yourself closer to him.

Jonah's hands find the hem of your shirt, gently lifting it up and over your head. Your breath hitches in your throat as the cool air of the backstage hits your heated skin. Jonah's gaze drops to your exposed chest, and he takes a moment to appreciate the sight before him.
Y/n, you feel a shiver run down your spine as Jonah's gaze lingers on your body. He reaches out to gently trace a finger over the curve of your breast, sending another jolt of electricity through you. His touch is gentle, reverent, as if you are something precious and fragile.

You can't help but feel a flush of warmth spread across your cheeks at Jonah's touch. Your heart races even faster, if that's possible, as he leans down to press a kiss to the exposed skin of your shoulder.

Jonah's fingers continue to explore your body, tracing patterns on your skin that make you shiver with pleasure. You can feel the heat building between the two of you, the anticipation and desire reaching a fever pitch.
His fingers find the clasp of your bra, gently undoing it and letting it fall away. He takes a moment to admire your bare chest, his eyes filled with desire and adoration. You can't help but feel self-conscious under his gaze, but the heat and want in his eyes chases away any doubts.

Jonah's hands continue to roam, teasing and caressing your body as he continues to shower you with kisses. You can feel the heat and want building between the two of you, the atmosphere crackling with energy. Jonah's fingers find the waistband of your pants, gently sliding them down your hips.

You shiver as the cool air of the backstage hits your skin, but the heat of Jonah's body keeps you grounded. Jonah's gaze remains focused on you, his eyes filled with longing and desire. You can't help but feel a surge of confidence and desire as he looks at you, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin. As Jonah's fingers dip below the waistband of your underwear, you can't help the gasp that escapes your lips. His touch is confident and sure, and you can feel yourself being swept away by the tide of desire that threatens to consume you.

"Jonah they're going to hear us"

You pull away from Jonah, your heart racing and your chest heaving with heavy breaths. You look around, realizing that the two of you are still backstage, and the music from the concert is still blaring through the walls. Jonah looks at you, his eyes filled with confusion and desire.

"It's okay."