Dua Lipa Imagines (gxg)

making out at a restaurant (requested)

"This is so romantic." You said as you slid across the booth so Dua could sit beside you. "Flowers, candles, and a booth away from everyone else in the restaurant? This is amazing."

"Well, this is our first date in a few weeks since we've both been so busy lately so I wanted to make it special." She said.

You kissed her cheek softly and she couldn't help the bright smile that pulled at her lips in response.

"Thank you. I promise I'll treat you to a romantic dinner soon too."

"You don't have to feel pressured to do so, my love. I'm not doing this so you feel like you owe me something, I'm doing it because I need a romantic evening with my girl just as much as she needs with me and this is the best way we can do it, since it's so far away from everyone else."

You put your head on her shoulder and opened the menu in front of you to begin looking at what you wanted to eat.

But your heart felt so full of love for your sweet girlfriend that all you wanted to do was show her just how much you appreciate all she does for you and her in general.

"Hey," You whispered as you lifted your head from her shoulder.

She looked away from the menu and looked at you with a soft smile on her face, only for you to pull her in for a sweet kiss.

You haven't had much quality time together lately so melting into the kiss was inevitable for you both, leaving you wanting more and feeling as though you just couldn't get enough.

She hummed against your lips as she pulled you closer, her hands falling to your hips while you wrapped your arms around her neck.

"Making out in a restaurant, baby? How daring." She smirked against your lips. "And... hot."

Hearing her say that only left you craving more and the kiss deepened even more.

She moved her hands from your hips to the backs of your thighs, squeezing them a little as she pulled you onto her lap.

"I love you so much." You spoke against her lips.

"I love you too." She said as she began to move her hands up, letting them slip beneath your shirt to caress your back.

You pulled away from her lips and started to kiss her jaw and her neck, making her eyes slip shut and her head tilt back slightly.

It almost felt as though you were the only ones to exist as you made her feel euphoric with every kiss you left on her soft, sensitive skin.

But she quickly realized that wasn't the case.

You weren't alone.

Because, just as your lips brushed against that sweet spot on her neck, the waiter appeared at the table to take your orders.

And your makeout session was interrupted by him clearing his throat.

You gasped and pulled away from Dua's neck before you both looked at him in shock.

"Oh, hello," Dua said, clearing her throat and fixing your shirt as you sat back down beside her.

"Are you ladies ready to order?"

"We need a few minutes to look at the menu." You awkwardly said.

"Right." He said. "Try to do that instead of what you were doing before, please."

"Sorry," Dua chuckled nervously.

He walked away, giving you two a few minutes.

"We might not be able to make out here but you just wait until we get home." She whispered in your ear as you looked at the menu, causing you to gasp softly.

She smirked and gently tugged at your earlobe with her teeth before smirking and wrapping her arm around you, knowing this was only the beginning of an unforgettable night.