The Vamps Imagines

Tristan

You and your boyfriend Tris are lay on the sofa watching TV. He began gently tickling your waist and you figited slightly, wriggling on Tristan's stomach. He stopped and grabbed your waist, pulling you into his. You rolled over to face him, your lips mere centimeters apart. "I love you" You said, placing a small kiss on his lips. "I love you more" he replied, returning the kiss, but putting a bit more strength into it. "Lets see about that shall we?" You said, a smirk spreading across your face. You sat up, pushing him back down into the cushions of the couch. Stradling his lap you locked your lips onto his and he placed his hands on your waist, making his way up your hips to the back of your bra strap. He fiddled around for a couple of seconds as you bit his lip, trying to pull away to get a few words out. "Tris" you spoke breathlessly "Tris?" He pulled off your lips replying "yeah?" Clearly eager to get back onto your lips. "It unhooks at the front" you said, lust evident in your eyes. Tristan bit his lip and smirked, taking his hands from the small of your back. He ruffled your top up and a few seconds later you felt the relief of your bra collapse from around your chest. You smiled and buried your head into his neck, sucking on the skin slightly, leaving a small red and purple bruise. "Should we take this upstairs?" Tris said, leaving kisses on the small of your neck. You nodded and pulled yourself off Tristan's chest. You took his hand and led him up stairs and he collapsed on top of you when you reached the bed. All that could be heard for the rest of the night were breathless moans.