Joe Sugg Imagines

Don't Fight It

I plodded towards the kitchen, I picked up the kettle to fill it with water to make myself a nice warm cup of tea on a cold November night and I couldn't sleep.

I had fallen asleep on the sofa in the early part of the evening which hadn't helped the situation. I reached up to grab my favourite mug the one with my initial on it the one Zoe brought me especially.

A strange feeling washed over me, the feeling you get when someone is standing right behind you, I could feel the warmth of his presence, the slowly steady breaths as he exhaled, the smell of his familiar sent tickled my nose, the comfort that he brought with his presence. I could feel him, I knew he was there.

His fingers brushed the strands of hair away from the nape of my neck sending tiny little shivers down my body with his soft touch.

"Joe" I called

"Shhh love" he whispered back

His breath inched closer towards my skin, the warmth making the tiny little hairs on my neck stand to attention, his lips touched my skin setting my soul on fire with desire and need, he continued to kiss my weak spot softly and slowly making me tilt my head in pleasure, the tiny little stubble hairs just above his top lip tickling me as he went.

"We can't" I said in between catching my breath

"Don't worry" he says then continues to kiss my neck again "Zoe and Alfie is still fast asleep in bed" he continues in a soft husky voice

"I didn't mean that" I tell him as he runs his hands slowly up the back of my arms causing goosebumps all over my body while still planting small little kisses on my neck.

I must of missed him turning up, he wasn't here when I woke up on the sofa and decided to go to bed and now he's standing behind me in Zoe's kitchen. Joe has the tendency to creep up on people when you lest expect it sometimes in a good way, sometimes in a bad way, I found myself contemplating if this was a good or bad situation or maybe both.

"Don't fight it love" he whispers

The whistle of the kettle boiling brings my attention back in to the room back out of my daze, I quickly turn around to grab it. Joe pins me back towards the counter our faces inches away our body's close against each other that sparks are intghing between us.

We stop and stare at each other for a few moments, my eyes tracing his face, his features all the small little details that no one pays much attention to, his short dark blonde stubble on his top lip and chin, the group of moles on his neck, his smile lines, the small creases under his eyes. His eyes that are currently fixed on mine, making me feel powerless and submissive to his words.

"We can't" i mumble again, his face was inches away from mine.

"We can" he said letting out a long sigh

"No we can't" I said in a stern voice, pushing him away from me, so I could be free of his hold.

I slipped away from him and started to walk towards where the kettle stood, his hand wrapped around my arm pulling me back to him, stopping me, he spun me around again to face him as he held on to me tight with one hand, the other brush a lose strand of hair away from my face, as soon as his soft touch touched my cheek my body was under his spell yet again I tried to shake it off but it took over my entire body. His eyes were now staring in to my soul once again, causing me to look away from his gaze, to break the feeling he gave me.

"Y/N" he said letting out a long sigh he paused.

"You and I are magnetic, you can feel it, we pull each other together" he whispered slowly

I lifted my eyes back up to his gaze speechless, i tired to find the words to answer him but my mouth couldn't move my brain wouldn't function.

"Give in to your desires and needs" he said again causing my body to tense and my heart to race to a thousand beats a second

"I...." I tired to speak to tell him no, to tell him that we couldn't keep doing this. His hand slowly slipped down my cheek, around my jawline and he cupped my chin, my eyes were still on his.

His thumb rubbed over my lips, his face was now closer than it was before, our mouths inches away from touching, from connecting to produce one of the most powerful kisses that I had missed.

His lips connected with mine, a small soft peck, it wasn't enough I wanted more, my lips crashed on to his, his arms wrapped around me, I was in need of him right then, it got heavier and deeper. He continued to stroke his hands up and down my body setting me on fire.

Moments later his hands had found them self under my bottom, I wrapped my legs around him as he lift me up, I was wrapped around him feeling him closer to my body, my lips still forcefully locked on to his, I grabbed he back of his neck to steady myself, my other hand ran through his thick hair.

I pulled my lips away from his and tiled my head back in pleasure, his mouth came crashing down on my neck with lust and passion.

He stopped breathless, my gaze fell back on to him, he was smirking, his eyes were shining and full of lust.

"I need you, like I've never needed anyone before" I beg breaking the silence.

"Lets take it slow this time and do it right" he whispered back

"Joe the romantic, who knew" I giggled.

"Well your about to find out" he said as he quietly carried me upstairs trying not to disrupt Zoe and Alfie, but I couldn't help but contain my giggles.