PRETTYMUCH Preferences/Imagines/Scenarios

33. "Don't Let Me Hurt You"

Brandon
"Oh my god babe, my back is freaking killing me," you complain. You had just started going to a pilates class and you had a horrible throbbing pain in your lower back. "I don't know what I did to it but I'm literally dying," you whine to Brandon from the comfort of your king sized bed. "Maybe you did something to it when you were working out," Brandon suggests, as he climbs into the bed. He puts his body on top of yours and gives you a sweet kiss on your lips. "Where does it hurt baby?" he asks, propping himself up on his elbows, still on top of you. "Right here," you sit up and direct Brandon to the spot that's causing you pain. He gently places his hand there and starts rubbing your back in small circular motions. "Does that feel okay?" he asks. "Mhm," you reply, closing your eyes and relaxing your head onto his shoulder. "Don't let me hurt you okay," he says, giving you a loving kiss on the cheek.

Edwin
"Babe," you called from the bedroom you and Edwin shared. "Yeah," he replied from the kitchen. "I need you," you shouted. Edwin ran up the stairs to find you lying on the floor on your back. You were a professional dancer and you finally had your first day off in weeks. Dancing every day wasn't easy on your body and your legs were incredibly sore. "What's up?" Edwin asked casually. "Can you help me stretch babe? I can barely feel my legs right now," you whined. "Yeah, just tell me what to do," he replied sweetly. You told Edwin to push your leg as far back as possible while you lied on your back. "Tell me if it hurts babe. Don't let me hurt you," he responded with a smile on his face.

Austin
You felt like you had no choice but to lay there on the living room couch, curled up in a ball. Tears threatened to run down your cheeks as another cramp ripped through your body. "Mmm," you moaned. "Babe, you okay?" Austin yelled from the kitchen. You couldn't take it anymore. One salty tear left your eye and the next thing you knew, you were bawling. Austin rushed to the couch and placed his hand gently on your arm. "What's wrong babe?" he asked, his chocolate brown eyes connecting with yours. You couldn't even get the words out. You just cried while Austin rubbed your back until you could finally utter, "It hurts." "Where does it hurt baby," he whispered softly. "My stomach," you reply. Austin climbs behind you onto the couch, becoming the big spoon. He places his hand on your lower stomach. "Right here?" he asks. You nod, already feeling a little better with Austin by your side. He makes gentle circular motions as you begin to relax. "Don't let me hurt you babe. Let me know if I'm making it worse okay," he says.

Nick
You and Nick had just come home from a long night out partying. You looked cute af in your tight black dress and heels but your feet were killing you after all of the dancing. "Baby my feet hurt so bad I literally can't even walk right now," you whined taking your shoes off. "I got you baby," Nick replied, picking you up and carrying you up the stairs to your bedroom. He sat you down on the bed and climbed on top of you. "I can't wait to get you out of this dress baby," he said hungrily, kissing your stomach. "I love you," you respond running your fingers through his hair. Nick props himself up and moves himself to the bottom of the bed, putting one of your sore feet in his hand. He gently rubs your foot, putting pressure in all of the right places. "How's that feel baby girl?" he asks. "Freaking amazing," you reply. "Let me know if it's too rough okay baby? Don't let me hurt you," he smiles as you relax contently, eventually dozing off after a long night.

Zion
Tonight was the night. You were finally going to let Zion have your virginity. You two had been dating for almost nine months, and you finally felt ready to take the next step in your relationship. Z never made you feel any sort of pressure to do anything sexual with him. He just genuinely enjoyed spending time with you, but lately, you could cut the sexual tension between you two with a knife. You and Z had just come home from dinner and a movie and both of you had been super touchy-feely all night. Z opened the door for you and carried you up to the bedroom that you shared. He climbed on top of you and you started making out. "I fucking love you (y/n). You know that?" he spoke softly in between kisses. "Baby, I think I'm ready to do this," you stated. "To do... sex?" he replied. "Yeah babe. I really appreciate you waiting for me and I really want to do this now. I'm sure of it," you said. "Are you positive? I know we've been kind of touchy tonight, but you know there's no pressure," he reminded you. "I know baby. I'm positive. Let's do this," you smiled, running your fingers through his hair. "Hey if you're down, I'm down," he replied. Things got steamy fast and before you knew it, Z was naked on top of you. "Are you sure, you're ready for this (y/n). You can say no," he reminded you one more time. "Baby, I'm ready. I love you," you responded. "Okay babe. Don't let me hurt you okay. Promise that you'll tell me if it's too much," he said sweetly before kissing you on the lips. "I promise baby," you said before Z slowly entered you.