Sabrina Carpenter Imagines

wiping off her kisses

You were lounging on the couch, trying to keep a straight face as Sabrina leaned over to give you a sweet kiss on the lips. As soon as she pulled away, you wiped your mouth playfully, as if wiping off her kiss.

Sabrina blinked at you, her brows furrowing slightly in confusion. “Wait... did you just wipe your mouth?”

You smirked, trying to play it cool. “What? No, just... you know, making sure I’m all good.”

She squinted at you suspiciously, her lips curving into a mischievous grin. “Uh-uh, don’t even. Are you wiping off my kiss? Is that what we’re doing now?”

You shrugged innocently. “I mean, I don’t know. Maybe.”

Her jaw dropped slightly in exaggerated offense. “Wow. Okay.” Sabrina moved in closer, planting another kiss on your lips, this time a bit firmer. When she pulled back, you wiped your mouth again, more obviously this time.

Sabrina gasped dramatically. “Are you serious? Oh, my God.” She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “Do my kisses taste like soap or something? Am I gross?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at her reaction. “I don’t know, could be. Might be a little too much—”

Before you could finish, Sabrina lunged at you, pushing you back on the couch and hovering over you. “Oh, no. You don’t get to say that and not pay for it.”

She started kissing your face all over—your cheeks, your forehead, even your nose—each kiss leaving you both laughing harder.

“Try wiping these off!” she teased, her voice full of playful defiance.

You squirmed under her, trying to stop laughing. “Okay, okay! I give up!”

Sabrina finally stopped, sitting back with a satisfied grin. “That’s what I thought,” she said, crossing her arms triumphantly. “Now admit it—you love my kisses.”

You wiped your face dramatically one last time, earning a playful glare from her. “Alright, fine. Your kisses are the best.”

Sabrina rolled her eyes, but her smile didn’t fade. “That’s more like it. Now stop wiping your face and kiss me like you mean it.”

You chuckled, pulling her close for a real kiss this time. When she pulled back, she gave you a playful nudge. “See? Much better when you don’t wipe it away.”

You smiled, shaking your head. “Fine, lesson learned.”

She leaned in again, whispering in your ear, “Good. ‘Cause you’re stuck with these kisses forever, babe”