Teen Wolf Imagines.

caught./ dunbar*

Liam had a crush on you since like, always. He had managed to go from complete strangers to best friends with you but to him it wasn't enough. You also had a massive crush on him, but everything he did you took it too friendly. You had declared yourself friend zoned.
But on your defense, you had tried everything. Dropping hints, trying to make him jealous, nothing really seemed to the damn trick.
You were out shopping with Malia and Lydia for some new bikini. You desperately needed one or two bikini for the summer break. Lydia and Malia found a bikini and handed it to you.
"Here! try this black one on!" Lydia smiled, "And I will pay for it! Its on me!"
"But Lydia, its expensive!" You exclaimed as you read the price tag.
"Nonsense! Think of it as a gift and oh! take a picture when of it when done!" Lydia instructed and so you did as told and to your surprise the pair of underwear didn't look as bad as you expected it to. In fact you liked yourself in it.
"Done! Now are you happy?" You came out of the dressing room in your outfit as you gave her the phone to Lydia and Malia to see ho you looked.
''Yep.'' Lydia exclaimed but kept your phone.
"Lydia, what exactly are you doing on my phone?" You asked when you saw Lydia typing something in your phone.
"You'll thank me later." She mumbled and then you jumped, trying to grab your phone from her but it was too late. The picture was sent to someone you swore to never send it to. Liam Dunbar. It was sent with a caption 'Should I buy them?"
"OH MY GOD." You nearly screamed and tried to call him but he didn't answer after multiple calls.
"He isn't picking up, maybe he hasn't seen it yet!" You panicked and walked around in circles. Then you decided to run to his house, distract him and delete the message along with the picture before he could even look at it.
"USE PROTECTION!" Malia bluntly yelled out at you, attracting some people's attention as you ran out.
Liam had received the picture with wide eyes. This was so not like you at all. You would never sent that, but there was no denying it was indeed you and honestly he really couldn't take his eyes off of it.
"Is it even legal to wear this kind of thing?" he mumbled to himself looking at the photo. He observed the smooth skin, the curves, the way the lace highlighted every part of your covered body, and he focused on the color.
He had a thing for black and you knew it so maybe it was why you agreed on trying on the lingerie on the first place. It wasn't long until Liam felt his member harden and poke out.
"Oh Y/N, I seriously hate you right now." he mumbled at your photo. He looked how plump your lips looked in it, and unzipped his pants, stroking his member gently.
He allowed his head to fall back and bit his lips trying not to let out a moan. He slowly started pumping his erection. He wished it was your hand and not his. He knew you would be better at this than him and he wanted to feel you. Your hands, your lips, your sweet core. Everything. He wanted to be in you and be with you in every way possible.
He was pretty close to climaxing when you rushed into the room without even bothering to knock on the door.
He froze and you froze as well. You saw his eyes dark in lust, his hands that you always admired wrapped around himself, his lips swollen.You could see his v-lines and the veins on his neck and you gasped at how incredibly good and vulnerable he looked. Then your eyes widened when you saw his mobile close to him.
"I-I can explain.." he stuttered and flushed into a crimson red.
"Please do explain me." You decided to mess with him as he zipped his pants and looked to the floor.
''I-um. I have this-um really bad eczema and I need to apply ointment every day and you have to-um rub it-" Before he could even complete you laughed at loud at his terrible excuse and then smirked seductively.
"So you were not wanking off on the picture I sent you?" you chuckled.
"The picture? what picture?" he asked, faking to be confused and pretending that he never ever saw that picture.
"The one with white and pink bikini." You said.
"They were black." He said and then his hand flew to his mouth realizing that he had been busted and there was no way out at all now.
"Good, i'm still wearing it now," You seductively spoke to him.
"Uh really? Um uh good to know." He stuttered and not taking his eyes of you at all.
"Oh really? You think so?" You approached to him slowly.
"Yeah-Yeas they-um flattered and complimented your body." He said nervously and awkwardly, which you found it cute.
"I thought they made my breasts small." You pouted, still teasing the poor boy.
"No! Your boobs are absolutely amazing, its the perfect size, plus I never like too big or too small ones anyway. But- um yeah- oh god." He said the last part in pure embarrassment,
"Would you like to see it?" You confidently spoke and his eyes widened to the size of a saucer.
"Uh yes, in fact I would love to see it." He said with his awkwardness and embarrassment replaced by confidence. By that time you were already moving your shirt and unbuttoning you short in an agonizingly slow pace. He then couldn't take it anymore by attacking you lips with his.