Impractical Jokers || Preferences/Imagines

How are they in bed?

Sal: I was having lunch with my older sister (Y/S/N). We were talking about what we should do for mothers day when all of a sudden, "So how is Sal in the sack?" She asked rather bluntly. I nearly choked on my french fry. I mean the question was just so out of the blue. "Excuse me?" I asked, still a bit shocked. "I asked you how your boyfriend is in bed." She stated with all seriousness. "I don't think that's any of your business." I replied, taking a sip of my water. "Oh come on (Y/N), this is me your talking to. You know (Y/S/N), your big sis? We tell each other everything. So what's the difference in asking you how Sal is in bed?" I laughed and eventually gave in to her. "Well he's very gentle and passionate. He always makes sure that I'm okay. He likes to take it nice and slow but some nights he also likes to be very dominant. Those nights usually get very wild." I explained to my sister who was munching on her salad. "Sounds like he knows how to treat a lady." (Y/S/N) chuckles. I blush a bit and decided to steer the conversation towards a different subject. "So where are we taking mom for lunch?"

Joe: I was hanging out at some bar in Brooklyn waiting for my friend to show up with his new boyfriend. As I sat there sipping a glass of jack and coke familar voice was calling out my name from behind me. "(Y/N)!" Dravin called out with a handsome man standing by his side. "Dravin!" I squealed, pulling him in for a bear hug. "(Y/N) I'd like you to meet Trevor, my boyfriend." I shook the man's hand and we all walked over to an open booth. We started talking and they were explaining to me how they met. I told them about Joe and life here in New York. "Excuse me, but I need to use the restroom." Trevor said, exiting the booth. "So, spill it." Dravin said immediately. "I'm sorry?" I looked at him rather confused and he gave me his infamous 'Bitch you know what I'm talking about' look. "You know what I'm asking you. I just didn't wanna ask in front of Trevor." By this point I was beyond confused, "Dravin I have absolutely no idea what the hell your talking about." Dravin laughed slightly, "Let me spell it out for ya okay? How is that boy-toy of yours in bed?" I wasn't shocked by this question because this was Dravin and he's asked me this before. "Well, for one thing his very sweet and tries his best to please me as much as possible. He likes to whisper 'I love you' every now and then. I mean Joe is a real tender lover." I stated proudly. "Well I'm glad you found someone who satisfies you." "Oh we're not done here. It's your turn to spill the beans." I say, playfully shoving him. "I can't. Trevor's coming back. Maybe later." Dravin said as his boyfriend made his way back to the booth. "So what were you two going on about while I was away?" He asked. "Nothing." Dravin and I said simultaneously, earning us one confused and suspicious look from Trevor.

Brian: I absolutely loved girls night. It was just like how the movies portrayed them. Every Friday night we'd all get together over at my house and drink wine and spill secrets to each other. It was our way if reliving the stress and tension from a hard days work. "I swear to God I had to use a whole pound of butter just to get his damn head out of there." Rachel said as she continued on talking about how her four year old got his head stuck inside the staircase railing. We all were laughing and that's when Rachel looked at me. "Hey (Y/N) can I ask you something?" I nodded my head. "How good is Brian inside the bedroom?" I felt my face heat up as all eyes were on me. "Do I really have to answer that?" I said, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Come on, I mean we all told you. It's just a question that all girls ask each other. Hell I bet you Brian has already had this conversation with the boys." Megan replied. Well she has a point. "There's only one word to describe him and that is rough. I mean he knows exactly what to do and how to do it. He likes to pin me to the wall or even the kitchen table. The man is an animal and I wouldn't have it any other way." I answered truthfully. The girls fell silent until Julia spoke up, "Your ass is lucky." I laughed as did everyone else and for the rest of the night we drank and talked until we all fell asleep.

James: It was about five o'clock when me and my best friend, (Y/B/F/N), met up for dinner. It's something that we did quite regularly so that way we could catch up with everything that we missed. "So how are things with you and James?" She asked as she handed the waiter her menu. "We're doing great. He's currently on tour right now with the rest of the guys." I told her. "That's pretty amazing. So how is he though?" (Y/B/F/N) gave me a sly grin. "What do you mean?" I asked carfully, not knowing where this conversation was leading to. "In bed. How is he in bed?" She giggled at my flustered state. Never have I been asked that question before, even from her. "Uh...good?" I said in more in the form of a question rather than a statement. "Just good? That's it?" "What do you want me to say?" "Give me some details. What makes him good?" I thought about it for a quick second before finally answering her. "He's pretty dominant. You know he likes to be in control and I love that about him. It turns me on very much. Every once in a while he'll let me give it a go, but to be honest I don't really  prefer it. Sex is just so much better with him taking the lead." (Y/B/F/N) laughs, "Now that is the answer I was looking for (Y/N)."