Magcon Dirty/Cute Imagines!!! [on hold]

Not Just Skyping (dirty) ~ Nash

Here's a Nash one. Enjoy! ;)

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Not Just Skyping ~ Nash

You walk into the hotel room that you and Nash rented and kick off your Vans.

"Babe?" You call out. No answer.

"Babe?" You say a little louder.

"Shhh!" You hear from him. Curious, you walk over to his voice. His back is to you and he's talking to his computer.

"Sorry, my sis was crying," He says. You then realize he's doing a Skype call with his friends from Magcon watching. No one knew that you and Nash were dating and both of you wanted to keep it that way.

You quickly get out of view before you get noticed. Nash talks about their tour when you make your way around the computer. You take your sweater off and throw it on the bed. You then sit next to him and see him smirk a little.

You roll your eyes playfully as you take your hair down and shake it out. You hear him breathe deeply. He loves the smell of your strawberry conditioner and of course, you knew that.

You could have fun with this. You then start to rub his thigh, barely touching it as you bite your lower lip. You can feel him shudder a little, but he's not really phased. You shift a little closer and start to massage his crotch. He coughs sharply, trying to focus. His face is turning pink and he licks his lips.

Without warning, you unzip his pants and set your palm on his cock. You rub it a little and his breathing gets shaky. He begins to talk about this new Mexican food he tried the other day, but is stuttering and losing focus.

You smirk and reach the tip of his length. You teasingly rub your thumb over it. You then pull his cock through the hole in his blue boxers. It springs up and you can see how hard he really is. You rub the underside of it gently, just trailing your fingers. He then awkwardly takes a sip of his soda.

"You okay in there, Nash?" You hear Matt saying and others agreeing.

"Uh, one minute, " he says to the boys. He leans over a little to look like he's doing something.

"Stop." He says sternly. You tip your head to the side and pout.

"Doing what?" You ask stupidly.

"This, " he points to his hard on. You shrug.

"Oops." You say and bite your lower lip. He watches you for a few seconds then goes back to the camera. He knew you wouldn't stop, and you secretly knew that he didn't want you to.

He goes back to talking now about Vine. You thoroughly wrap your hand around his cock and he lets out a sharp breath.

Suddenly, you pump him harder. You notice pre cum forming and you get under his desk and lick it off. You start pumping him again and fondling his balls. You take him in your mouth, all of him. You fondle his balls and hear him moan. You giggle to yourself.

"I'm sorry my mom keeps texting me one second." He moves to the side and squeezes his blue eyes shut. You knew you had to be quick so you go faster, harder. Suddenly, he cums and you catch it in your mouth. You clean him up, zipper him and go back to sit down, his cum still in your mouth.

He sits back up, looking happier, relieved. You hear them asking him about his mom and they start talking about her. You sit back down and he looks over at you. You show him the cum on your tongue and he goes wide eyed, watching you swallow it. He gently taps your nose and goes back to talking. After about five minutes he's done. He closes everything and gave you light punches. He playfully attacks your neck as both of you crashed to the bed.

"You are in so much trouble." He growls. You smile, knowing what's to come. . . .