Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Master of Weakness

Y/n's POV:

"Aaron... Aaron Braden." I whisper. I lean over the side of the bed, and poke his back. "Wake up.." I say, as I pull his blankets off of him and onto the floor.

He hugs his pillow tighter, his freckled back soft compared to his wild bedhead.

I crawl over the length of the bed, and kiss his shoulder. He groans, licking his lips and stretching out his legs

"Please get up?" I say, smiling as I look over his sleepy figure. He lay silent. "Oh don't go back to sleep!" I whine. "Aaron," I say, rubbing his back. "Baby no more sleeping."

He ignored me, burring his head deeper into his pillow. I moaned in frustration, falling back and landing on his back.

I turned, and poked his butt, snapping the waistband of his boxers. He groaned slightly from me disturbing him, then fell silent once again.

"Ok fine," I say sitting up. "You deserve this." I say, as I get ready at his side. Then I swiftly pushed him off of the bed.

As he fell off the edge he woke up fully, freaking out. He landed with a thud, and a groan.

"Y/n.." He said, rolling onto his back. I peaked over the side of he bed and lay with my arms and head over the edge, looking at him.

I reached out, and ran my fingers through his hair. Pushing it up out of his face.

"Good morning." I smile. He groaned.

"Waking up is for crazy people.." He murmurs, as he pushed himself up. He stood up, walking over to the dresser. I sat up, playing with a winkle in his sheet.

He pulled out a pair of sweats, and puts them on. His blank boxers peaking out from the top.

He walked back over to me, and scooped me into his embrace. He rubbed my back softly, as he kissed my forehead.

"Good morning baby girl."

"Good morning." I say, leaning up and lightly touching my lips to his. He smiled, before closing the gap. His kisses passionate and right on the edge of lustful. We pulled away, and licked our lips.

"Want to come work out with me?" I say, playing with the hair at the back of his neck. He bit his bottom lip in a smile, before smashing his lips on mine again.

I laugh against his lips as he leans me back onto the bed. Crawling over me, as he pulls on my bottom lip.

"That's not what I had in mind baby boy." I say, in between his kisses.

"Why not?" He fake cries. I smile, holding the back of his neck in my hands.

"Because I want to work out." I say tracing my fingers down his chest. "We can later." I smirk.

"But I want it now." He groans, holding me close as he moves me to the middle of the bed.

"Why are you so horny right now? You wouldn't even get up 5 minutes ago!" I laugh.

"I don't know," He smiles. "You make me feel that way." He whispers as he presses soft kisses on my neck. Knowing what he wants, I clamp my mouth closed. Closing my eyes, as he rubs his lips over my sweet spot.

I clench my teeth, my chest rising and falling faster then normal. Aaron raises my hands above my head and laces our fingers together, as he nips at my skin lightly.

I arch my back slightly, making him smile against my neck.

"Go ahead baby girl." He whispers. "I know you want to." My breath hitches "Moan for me."

I open my eyes as I shallow hard, and shake my head. Taking a deep breath, and letting it out.

Aaron frowns against my neck, before pulling up to look at me. He lets go of one of my hands, before he trails his fingers down my body.

I close my eyes again. My legs tingling as his soft fingers trail from the side of my chest to my stomach, then stopping to play with the string on my sweatpants.

I hold my breath, not daring to open my eyes. I feel Aaron looking over my face, as he sneaks his fingers in. Lightly rubbing me through my underwear.

I couldn't do it, and couldn't hold it in anymore. He knew my weaknesses, and he was a master as controlling them.

I whimpered, instantly regretting it. Aaron leaned down, taking my top lip in between his. Sliding his his bottom lip over my top one, as he slightly curled his fingers. My back arced up, pushing my chest to his, as my mouth gaped open.

A huge moan escaped my lips. I cursed, my hips buckling against his hand. He curled them again, making me groan as I bit on my fist. Aaron smiled widely, knowing exactly what he was doing to me.