One Direction & 5SOS Preferences & Imagines

Five Seconds of Summer Imagine #2-Bad Boy Michael

Request-Can you do an imagine where Mikey is a bad boy, and you're a good girl, and they normally have 'vanilla sex', but Y/N knows he wants to go rough and be dominant, and lets him for one night, but he goes too far, like maybe spanking you, but then they end up having rough sex?

Requested-Yes.

A/N-You guys are requested a lot of 5SOS preferences. Also, they next preference in the 'Pregnancy Series' will be up by Monday, the 18th. :) ~Brooke

An awkward silence filled the car as Michael drove home from a small get together at Ashton's house. Michael had been teasing you all night, putting his hand on your thigh as you ate dinner with the guys and Ashton's siblings, rubbing you through your lace panties as you guys watched 'Game of Thrones', and, once Lauren and Harry went to bed, rubbing his hands up and down your sides as you guys danced, knowing it was a big weakness for you.

As you guys were getting ready to go, Calum told Michael to not go too rough on you tonight, making the other guys laugh, and you blush. Michael just flipped one of his longest friends off, and walked outside with you. You and Michael have vanilla sex, as your best friend calls it. You knew Michael had a dominance kink, you eavesdropped when he told Ashton over the phone. Michael was normally on top, which made more since to you after you eavesdropped. So, feeling confident, and turned on, you told Michael that he could be rough tonight.

Which is why now the two of you are sitting in awkward silence. Michael pulled into the driveway of the house the two of you recently bought, and shut off the car. The two of you just sat there in silence, you playing with your fingers and Michael tapping the steering wheel.

"Were you serious?" Michael finally asked, breaking the silence. You looked over at him, and he was biting his bottom lip. You nodded, a slight blush forming on your cheeks. You heard Michael let out a deep breath, then he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"Okay, here's the deal. Since you gave me permission, I'm going to be really dominant and rough. If you ever feel uncomfortable, there's pain, or you just can't do it, the safe word is guitar. Got it?" said Michael, complete seriousness in his green eyes. You nodded.

"Got it," you whispered. Michael smiled, and pecked your lips.

"Lets get inside then," he smirked. You giggled, and unbuckled your seatbelt. You got out of the car, and followed Michael to the front door. You took the house key out of your purse and handed it to Michael, who quickly unlocked the door and opened it.

You let out a gasp as Michael slammed you against the front door, his hand on your throat, pinning you there. You were nervous, you knew you would be, but you didn't think you'd be scared to see what was going to happen next.

Michael put his other hand on your hip, and his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. His green eyes clouded over with lust, and yours were wide. You tried to hide the fear in them, but luckily Michael was too turned on to notice.

"There's one more thing I have to tell you, baby girl," Michael whispered in your ear, nibbling your earlobe.

"What?" you whispered, closing your eyes as his mouth moved to the sweet spot on your neck, pulling the skin between his teeth.

"I want you to call me Sir," murmured Michael. Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped at the name. Michael pulled away from your neck, and smirked at your reaction.

"Got it?" Michael said lowly.

"Got it, sir," you said, a little smirk forming on your lips. Michael's eyes widened, but quickly turned to slits as his green eyes became even darker. He grabbed your waist and threw you over his shoulder, making you squeal.