Magcon Imagines

Matthew Espinosa- Made Love

*Your POV*

I sat in a circle with all nine of the guys as we played an intense game of truth or dare. It had been going on for about an hour, and so far my favorite moments have been when Taylor went streaking, we all got to throw eggs at Jack Johnson, and when Cameron had to go out of the hotel room in only his underwear singing the, "I'm A Little Teapot" song.

It had came back around to Taylor, but this time he didn't have to do something near the extreme of streaking.

"Y/N, truth or dare?" Taylor smirked at me, and by the look on his face and justknowing Taylor, I'm screwed no matter what I choose, but I'd rather admit something embarrassing than dosomething embarrassing.

"Um, truth." I replied shyly, considering Shawn and Aaron were the only other people to have chose truth so far.

"How is Matt in bed?" Taylor winked.

I gulped, looking down at my hands sheepishly, not knowing how to respond to that. Matt tensed up beside me, knowing that I can't exactly lie to them.

"Don't tell me you two haven't done it yet?" Nash asked skeptically.

"Okay, that's none of your guys's business." Matt defends, his cheeks a light shade of red.

"You two haven't had sex yet!" Taylor screeched, laughing loudly.

All the boys started laughing and teasing Matt, calling him a "pussy", saying he's "too chicken", and a bunch of other things that were definitely uncalled for.

Matt was fighting back with lame excuses, embarrassment written all over his face as he did so. He kept telling them to knock it off, but they just couldn't seem to settle down.

Finally, I grabbed Matt's hand and pulled him out of the hotel room with me, and to our shared room. On our way out the boys shouted things like, "He's finally going to get some!" "Get some, Matt!" and other silly things just to crawl under Matt's skin even more.

We get into the room and I push him against the door, locking our lips instantly. His hands found my waist and he flipped us around so my back was against the door.

As things started heating up his lips trailed down to my neck, sucking and nibbling on it before blowing cool air on the love bites he left.

We found out way to the bed, our lips attaching yet again, and ripping each other's clothes off one by one.

Right before things really started to get freaky, Matt looked into my eyed lovingly, looking for signs of permission. Before he could speak I beat him to it, "Get on with it, Espinosa." Our lips attached yet again, and Matt and I finally 'made love'.