Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Through Thick & Thin: Part Eleven: FOREVER

Through Thick & Thin: Part Eleven: FOREVER

          “Look up," Y/N snuck up behind her wide holding the small green and red flower above their heads. Lauren, slightly startled by her wife's sudden appearance turned and followed her wife's extended arm, smiling at the mistletoe above her head. “Kiss me you fool." She mimicked one of the lines from a cheesy rom-com she and Lauren had watched the night before.

         The green eyed woman eagerly complied, placing her lips on the perfectly pink puckered lips awaiting hers. They stood in their new kitchen in their brand new home, and as Y/N dropped the mistletoe and placed her hand right above the dimple in Lauren's back, Lauren knew she wanted to make good on her promise of breaking in every part of the spacious house.

          “Baby, not that I'm complaining, but I'm baking cookies for Christmas tomorrow."

          “That's fine, I only want your cookie anyways."

          “And as flattered as I am..."

          “We don't have to go six rounds this time, I just really need you right now."

          Lauren gasped as Y/N pressed her front into her back, moisture seeping through the thin material of her panties. It was the fifth pair she'd end up having to trash.

          “W-why are you so hard?" Lauren moaned as her wife's lips attached to the side of her neck, harshly sucking at her sweet spot as her hands glided up to cup her breasts.

         “Well... I was just minding my own business a few minutes ago and came into the kitchen for something to drink. And then I saw you all bent over in the oven and how big your ass looks in these yoga pants and - did I answer your question?"

          Y/N continued her ministrations on her wife's voluptuous body and slowly ground her hips into Lauren's backside. “I think I'm obsessed with your ass baby."

          “Not as much as I'm obsessed with your dick." Lauren turned in her wife's arms and passionately kissed her, her fingers digging into the waistband of her wife's briefs. The popstar turned with Lauren in her arms and pressed her against the fridge.

          “Mhmm, you're so fucking sexy baby." She scrambled with Lauren's pants and panties, overly anxious to get them out of her way.

          “Baby, baby calm down," Lauren placed her hands on top of Y/N's, helping her wife get her out of her pants and thong. “You've been so eager lately, but I'm definitely not complaining. Would this be because of the house?"

          “Maybe, I can't really find another way to thank you for everything you've done over these past few months. The tour is finally done, you haven't divorced me. That, and I really love you."

          “I love you more idiot. Now get inside me baby."

          “With pleasure." Y/N lowered her briefs enough to free her erection and eased her way inside her wife, giving her a brief moment to adjust before steadily deepening her pace.

          “Oh God," Lauren moaned, locking her arms around Y/N's neck as they kissed. “M-more baby."

          Y/N pressed more of her body into Lauren's to keep her upright as she freed her right hand to rub at Lauren's clit. She was rewarded with what was sure to be scratches on her back through her Elf T-shirt and Lauren's heavenly loud moans. The popstar mouthed at Lauren's neck as her own pleasure increased and tried willing herself to last until after Lauren came.