Imagines H.G.

Make-out Session

I need another older person for the next imagine.

This is for meghanmatthew she's awesome and votes on all my stories.

Meghan's pov

Me and hayes were both laying in bed watching TV, the volume on low. We were just talking about random things.

"So Meghan, even though we're like goals together, I still feel like I don't know that much about you",Hayes says looking at me.

"Well what do you want to know?",I say, now facing him.

"I don't know, anything. Hobbies, life events, you pick",he says.

"Well my hobbies are, doing hair. Ya know, just the way it glides through your fingers as you create something beautiful with it",I say twirling my hands around, imagining the soft texture of hair. (Not trying to make this creepy)

"And I enjoy doing make up too. Like even the littlest changes in just some powder, can make someone look like a whole different person", I say, imagining myself creating a perfect wing, and sharp contour with a perfect amount of highlight.

I let my hands flop back on the bed, and look over at hayes. But he's already looking at me with a perfect smile on his face.

"What?"I say smiling.

He rolls on top of me, pushing me on my back, and holds himself up with his elbows.

"You look so beautiful when your talking about stuff you love",he whisper and puts a piece of hair behind my ear.

He leans down and kisses me deeply. I kiss back and wrap my arms around his neck. His hand moves from the side of my head down to my thigh.

He grabs the back of my knee, pushing it up his waist, bringing me closer. He deepens the kiss more, adding his tongue.

His hand slides up my thigh as he stops to play with my underwear line. He slides it up more, to the bottom of my bra strap, under my shirt. I break the kiss so it doesn't go to far.

"Hayes",I warn, pushing his hand down my side again, as he kisses my neck. I'm not exactly trying to got pregnant at 17.

"Shh, please just let me touch you. I promise I won't take it too far",he says looking me in the eye.

I see the genuine look in his eyes and nod my head, signaling I trust him. He leans back in and reattaches our lips. His hand goes back to work on my side, gliding all the way up to my bra and back down to my thigh, massaging little circles into my skin.

He slips his tongue into the kiss as I grab a fistful of his shirt, pressing his whole body up against me, whilst he brings the back of my knee higher one his waist, squeezing himself with my legs.

My jaw starts to get tired but I can't stop. Our lips smacking against each other. Our tongues gliding against each other as we savor each other's taste, both of us wanting more.

Our movements start getting faster and hayes notices and slows it down again. He lingers the last kiss and let's go to kiss my noes, my temple, my forehead, then lightly kisses my lips one more time.

He rolls over and lays next to me, pulling me as close as possible.

"I love you so fucking much, Meghan",he says kissing my forehead again.

"I love you so much fucking more, Hayes",I laugh along with him and kiss him one more time before laying back down. I snuggle closer to him and drift off to sleep with my love.

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I saw this lady today that looked exactly like Nila Grier. If I wasn't in Michigan I would've thought it was her. Also, I got major feels writing this one.

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