Sabrina Carpenter imagines (gxg)

one behind bars, one in cuffs💋

Thx to @Taygay13 for the great idea! I can't wait, my cousins r coming over for Christmas! Smut Warning,  Love y'all!

Sabrina's Pov

I sat there in a prison cell, looking starkly different from all the other holders, mostly because of my flawless makeup and shimmery blue dress. I had been arrested last night after a particularly wild party where things had gotten out of hand.

"Carpenter!" A voice yelled from outside the cell, loud and menacing. I turned my head to see a cop unlocking the cell and beckoning me over. "You're being brought in for investigation." 

I smiled innocently, walking over and stepping out of the cell. The cop led me to an interrogation room, cuffing me to the desk and leaving me. I take a moment to look at my surroundings, seeing nothing but grey brick walls and the table I was sitting at. 

A few moments later another cop walked in, shutting the door behind her. I sucked in a breath and a wicked smirk crept across my features. She is hot as fuck.

This cop had a tighter outfit than the last, hugging her curves and showing off some impressive muscles underneath the uniform. She was tall and her hair was tied up in a tight ponytail. I'd like to use that as a handle, I thought to myself for a moment.

As she turned around to close the door I got a good look at her backside, biting my lip and letting the thoughts run wild in my head. 

She walked over to the desk, sitting down across from me and placing her hands on the table. Her muscles tensed for a second as she looked me over but she seemed to relax within another second. 

She looked down at the file on the desk, her dark y/e/c eyes coming back up to mine again. "Carpenter, is it?" She said, and my god her voice was nice. It was deep and attractive, husky even.

I nodded, flashing her a smile. "My friends call me the woodmaker," I said, seeing her lip twitch upwards. "Very funny," she said, unfortunately being professional again. 

"Looks like you're in for..." she trailed off, looking down at the file again. "Driving under the influence. Got anything to say about that?" I shrugged, running my tongue across my lips.

"Great," she sighed, "Another silent one." I smirked, leaning in a bit, although my cuffs restricting me. "Oh, I can be loud when I want to be, baby." 

She blushed, obviously not expecting the overly bold comment. "I'm sure you can," she said, trying to stay professional but the slight shake in her voice gave her away.

"Moving on," she said, sitting up straighter in her chair. "The host of the party said a diamond necklace was stolen from his house, last seen a few minutes before you left. Can you confirm or deny this?" 

I shook my head, letting my hair fall gracefully down my shoulders. "No, I don't remember seeing any diamonds." She exhaled, seemingly thinking of something.

"Since you left at the same time, I'm afraid I'll have to search you for them." She said, standing up and moving over to my side of the table. She undid my cuffs, letting me stand up and stretch my arms for a second.

"Go on then," I said, letting the seductiveness drip into my voice. "Search me baby." She took a breath, looking me over. "I'm gonna need you to take your clothes off please." 

I smirked, seductively and slowly stripping my clothes off. My dress pooled at my feet, the shimmery blue material shining at my feet. I smirked, seeing her look away and scratch the back of her neck as I stepped out of my heels.