Imagines and Smuts

Yes ~ Dillon Rupp Smut

Your POV

"Okay, so what do you wanna do today?" You asked your boyfriend Dillon, praying he'd say something good.

"Netflix?" He asked with a smirk.

You groaned before speaking.

"We never do anything fun." You whined.

"Then what would you like to do?" He responded.

"I don't know," you whined again. "Something."

Dillon groaned at your behavior, moving closer to you.

"I just want to do something fun for once." You spoke.

"Something fun?" He asked almost in a teasing tone.

"Like," he moved his hands to your waist. "This?"

You looked up at him through your eyelashes.

"Something like this maybe?" He said now in a definite teasing tone as he began kissing your neck.

Kissing from your jaw to your collar bone, you finally had enough.

You moved his head up to level with yours, and connected your lips.

"Yes." You whispered as his hands moved down your body.

Dillon began biting your neck and ear definitely leaving marks.

His lips trailed down as he removed your shirt.

"Dil, please." You whispered; already getting tired of waiting.

Your lips reconnected to his as he removed your bra and began un-doing his belt.

Pulling off his pants for him, he grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him.

The kiss intensified, and soon you were both completely bare, his tip at your entrance.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good baby girl." He moaned as he slowly pushed himself in you, making you moan.

"Yes Dillon!" You nearly screamed as he began thrusting.

You were suddenly flipped over onto your knees

He slid into you, creating more pleasure from this new angle.

"Fuck." He groaned, moving sloppier than before.

You felt your climax approaching.

Right as you hit your peak, Dillon did as well; only adding to the pleasure.

Thrusting more, Dillon road out his orgasm with you moaning at the sensitivity.

"Damn baby." He breathed, pulling out.

"Damn is right." You laughed.

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A/n

Yo, I wanna die. Oh! By the wayyyyy:

xxx