Motionless In White Imagines (Requests Closed)

Make It Up To You (Ricky Horror Request)

Make It Up To You

A Ricky Horror Imagine

Word Count: 2,022

Warnings: smut, language

Author's Note: This imagine is for @Sydney_Marrie ! I hope you like it! ❤️

You looked at your reflection in the mirror, making sure that you were ready for the night ahead. You and your boyfriend Ricky were going out with the band for chicken wings tonight. You loved to hang out with the band because you always had a good time whenever they were around. Not to mention, you also loved chicken wings. It was another thing that you had in common with the guys. Once you were ready to go, you let Ricky know. A few minutes passed, then you both were on your way to meet up with everyone.

Ricky drove with one hand on your leg and the other on the steering wheel. During the drive you played some music on your phone, mainly songs by H.I.M, Ricky's favorite band. You both took turns singing along to the songs, also singing together at some points. You two knew every word to every song that played. At red lights, Ricky would take a few moments to turn and face you, smiling as he looked into your eyes. You would smile back, often telling him to pay attention to traffic if he looked at you for too long.

The drive was almost over when Ricky started rubbing your thigh with his hand. He slowly moved his hand upward, closer and closer to your crotch. You turn to face him, raising an eyebrow. He doesn't see you, his eyes staying on the road. When you ask him what he's doing, he only smirks, rubbing your clit through your jeans. You usually wouldn't turn Ricky down whenever it came to something like this, but you guys were already a little bit late.

"Ricky, we can't do this now." You say, looking at him.

You see his smirk go away, turning into a frown instead.

"Why not? It won't kill them if we're a little late." Ricky says, turning to look at you for a moment.

"I know, but we were late last time because of this and they all figured out why. The guys wouldn't stop teasing us about it for weeks, imagine how long that will last if we do it again." You tell him.

Ricky says nothing, continuing to drive. After a few minutes, you speak up.

"Are you mad?" You ask.

"Yeah, but not at you." Ricky says.

You laugh, then reply, "I'll make it up to you afterwards, ok?"

"Promise?" Ricky asks, smirking at you.

"Promise." You say.

After a few more minutes, you arrived at the restaurant. The guys were all waiting outside for you and Ricky, waving as you drove by. Ricky parked the car and you guys got out, greeting everyone happily. Eventually you all got a table, so you sat down and started talking. Everyone ordered chicken wings, along with drinks and some desserts. After ordering, you all had a nice conversation while waiting for your food.

Chris talked about some music ideas he had and Ricky pitched in here and there, since he worked primarily with Chris on MIW's music. Ryan shared some amazing musical ideas as well, since he was helping to write music a lot more now. You listened to him intently, interested in what he had to say. You asked him many questions, which he answered eagerly. You soon got lost in conversation with Ryan.