Austin Mahone Imagines

Austin comes home from spending the whole day with Alex and he's exhausted and very tired. You, on the other hand, have been sitting in the house all day alone and bored, so you were very happy he was finally home. You walk into the living room and see him lying out across the couch flipping through channels on the tv.

You: "Babe!"

Austin: "Heey babe"

You: "I missed you all day, what'd you guys do?"

Austin: "Uh, we went go karting, shopping at the mall, to the beach, and the gym"

You: "The beach! Without me!?"

Austin: "Ha yeah sorry"

You: "Aha it's fine, so you wanna do something?"

Austin: "Sorry babe, but I'm really tired. I think I'm gonna hit the sheets"

You give him a sad puppy dog face.

Austin: "Aw baby, I'm sorry. We'll do whatever you want tomorrow"

You just sigh as he walks up the stairs to the bedroom. You sit on the couch and think to yourself 'I have been sitting in this damn house all day and he comes home and goes straight to bed? Oh no. I'm not settling for this. I know what'll lift his mood.' You jump up and run up the stairs into the bedroom. You were just about to say something, but you see he's already fast asleep and lightly snoring. You pull out your phone and snap a picture. Unfortunately, you forgot to turn the flash off and it wakes him up.

Austin: *groggy* "Are you taking pictures of me?"

You: *giggles* "Maaayyybe"

Austin motions his finger for you to come in bed with him. You do. You two are lying face to face, glaring into each others eyes. Slowly, Austin's begin to close. As soon as they completely shut, you softly blow on his face.

Austin: "You're not gonna let me go to sleep, are you?"

You: "Nope"

You sit up and get on top of Austin with your hands under his shirt on his chest.

You: "How 'bout I give you a massage?"

Austin: "Mm that sounds nice"

You begin to massage Austin's chest as he stares at you.

You: "Haha what?"

Austin: "You're just so cute"

You creep down and kiss him softly on the lips. He then places his hands on your back and rubs it. You sit back up and pull him along with you. You then take your hands out his shirt and run them through his soft, luscious hair and pull on it a little. You feel him put his hands under the back of your shirt and then unhook your bra. You smile while still, now passionately, kissing him. He stops and slips your shirt off, as your bra comes with it, and throws it to the floor. Then he places his hands on your breasts and slowly begins to massage them in a circular motion. You let out faintly small moans AND...