Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Photoshoot: Part 2

Y/n POV:

"So," I say uncomfortably, "I'm going to go get some water." I say walking away smiling to myself.

"Hey, wait." I hear Aaron say behind me. "Can I come with you?" He said jogging over to me.

"Yeah," I smile. "But lets get our robes." I say laughing. I start over to mine, when he stops me. "I'll get it." He ran over to his and picked it up before getting mine. "Here." He said quietly.

"Thank you." I say taking it from him and slipping it on. We walked out the door, and I lead the way towards my room. I opened the door, and picked up two water bottles from the fridge. Aaron followed me, and looked around my dressing room. On the walls were pictures of some of my best shoots. Aaron gazed at them, and smiled at one of me doing a funny face. I felt him look back at me, as I closed the door to the fridge. And handing him a water.

"You're really pretty." He said taking the water bottle from my hand. I blushed, and laughed lightly.

"I'm really not," I say sitting down on my couch with my legs under nether me. "But thanks." I say smiling. He comes and sits beside me, playing with the cap of the bottle.

"I really like that one." He said pointing to one of me playing on the beach and laughing. I smiled and he let out an embarrassed laugh. "Umm," He said clearing his throat. "So I was wondering..." He said trailing off as he looked anywhere but me.

"Aaron? Is everything ok?" I say turning so I'm facing him, and pulling his face to look at me. His eyes softened as they looked at me. I glanced at his lips, the lips I had touched moments ago. He licked them, and took a deep breath.

"C-Can I touch you again?" He said as I slid my hands away from his face, to his neck. I nodded, and took a deep breath. He stood up and took off his robe, throwing it across the room. He laid me down on the couch and started to straddle me, but I stopped him.

"Trace has a key to get in here." I say lacing my fingers through his hair.

"Then lets go somewhere else." He said leaning down, and repeatedly kissing my lips. I pulled onto his hair, and we both moaned. I desperately pulled him closer to me. His cold hands scanned my body as I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I need you," He said out of breath in between kisses. "I want you all to myself."

"I'm yours." I say in a gasp as he leans down and starts sucking my collarbone.

"All mine?" He said running his hands up and down my body, taking command of my breathing. I start to nod, before he smashes his lips on mine. Our kisses get sloppier and he stubbles back, he wraps his arms around my body taking me with him. He falls to the ground, and groans into my mouth as we continue to kiss. I pull away and untie my robe. I slid it off of me, and he quickly throws it away before taking hold of me again.

"Where have you been all this time?" I say as he leaves love bites all down my neck. "I feel like I've been waiting for you my whole life." I gasp as he slides his tongue up my neck, and blows air on the wetness. I shiver.

Knock. Knock.

"Who is it?" I gasp. Aaron continues to kiss and suck on my collarbone, and the top of my chest.

"Trace." He says plainly.

"One second!" I yell. I sit up, with Aaron still attached to my skin. He smashes his lips on mine, and sucks on my bottom lip and we stand up. I bite his top lip, and he groans as I push him forward into my closet. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other, which made it very hard to break apart. I kissed him extra hard, making him moan before I pull away and close the closet door. I lean against the door, gazing at the floor as I try and catch my breath. On the other side, I feel Aaron slide down the length of the door, and struggle to breath normally.

"Come in!" I say grabbing my robe, and my phone. I slide down the door, and sit comfortably. Trying to look like I was bored. I opened my phone, and opened Instagram. The door opened, and Trace came in with a bag. He smiled.

I put my left hand down on the floor, and slid my fingers slightly under the door. I felt cool fingers touch mine, and I relaxed.

"I brought you guys some food. Where's Aaron?" He said setting down the Chipotle bag.

"H-He didn't know you were getting food, uh so he went to go get some." I lie, trying to act normal. I felt Aaron rub his finger against mine, reassuringly. I quietly sighed, happy to at least have his touch still. How ever little it be.

"Well," Trace said, putting his hands in his pockets. "It's your night to close up, so I'm going to bounce." He said tossing me the keys and waving as he closed the door.

"Bye!" I yell, then let out a sigh of relief. I quickly stand up, and rip the door open to already find Aaron standing. We attacked each other, and he pulled me into the closet.

YAY! Part 3?

~ Megs