The Keith Moon Imagines Book

Tease

Imagine sitting outside of a window of the recording studio while The Who was doing some work. You spent your time making faces, winking and teasing your boyfriend Keith, who was now setting down his drumsticks and walking over to you.

"Give me a moment," he called to the guys before he shut the door behind him and took your hand.

"Keith," you giggled, "what are you doing?"

He pulled you into a break room and shut the door. He turned to you and pinned you against the wall, placing his lips so that they just barely touched yours. 

"You are driving me absolutely crazy," he breathed, making your heartbeat quicken a bit as you watched his eyes lustfully look back into yours.

"How so?" You questioned with a smirk, your lips brushing his as you spoke.

"You know exactly how," he said, his voice becoming huskier with each word.

"I think you kinda like it," you teased, giving him a quick kiss and tugging on his bottom lip.

He let you pull back and slowly let it slip out and pop back into place. You let out a proud laugh at his turned-on expression and he shook his head.

"Tsk tsk," he said, "such a tease. You'll have to stop that you know."

"Why don't you make me then?"

His lips crashed into yours and his body was against you immediately. His kiss was fast and heated, a challenge to keep up with, but you smirked as you matched his speed, earning a low moan from him as your fingers tugged at his hair. His hands wandered down your waist, holding your hips against his. His tongue begged for entrance to meet yours. You allowed him in, moaning a bit when it ran over your bottom lip, causing all kinds of sensations to shoot through your body. Your hands moved down to tug at his shirt, begging for it to come off.

"We don't have much time," he breathed in between kisses.

You went to pull his shirt off, but he stopped you when you both heard Pete calling his name.

"Looks like we'll have to continue this later," he said slyly.

"Who's the tease now?" You half whined.

"That's the point," he said with a wink as he left you, a frustrated mess, to wait for rehearsal to end.