Happy Lowman Imagines

Whore (smut)

Request: Happy smut based on the song whore by in this moment

Caution: Smut 💦

I'm the girl you've been thinking about
The one thing you can't live without
I'm the girl you've been waiting for
I'll have you down on your knees
I'll have you begging for more
You probably thought I wouldn't get this far
You thought I'd end up in the back of a car
You probably thought that I'd never escape
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You walked into the Charming clubhouse, earning a few looks which you ignored.
You raised your sunglasses and rested them on your head as you scanned the room.
This place wasn't that different to Tacoma. The clubhouses always smelt the same, weed and cheap perfume. Smoke lingered in the air and you studied the men sat around a table. You smiled at the patches on their backs and you walked closer, holding your head high.
Some of them turned when you approached, eyeing your long legs and the bare skin of your waist.
A larger man with long curly hair was the first to speak.
"Can we help you, sweetheart?" He asked, not trying to hide his eyes glued to your chest.
"Im looking for Happy." You purred, licking your lips for good measure.
All of their eyes were glued to you now and you smirked, loving the attention.
"Hap!" The younger man called and you eyed the tribal tattoos on his skull.
Happy walked into the room, a scowl on his face. It dropped when he saw you and his jaw dropped slightly.
"Hey stranger." You said with a smile, leaning against an empty chair.
Happy stalked towards you and grabbed your wrist before leading you to his dorm.

I'd be a rat in a cage, I'd be a slave to this place
You don't know how hard I fought to survive,
Waking up alone when I was left to die
You don't know about this life I've lived,
All these roads I've walked
All these tears I've bled

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Happy shut the door behind you and you looked over the dorm, breathing in the smell of him.
"What are you doing here?" He growled, his voice just as raspy as you remembered.
You turned towards him and looked at him through your long lashes.
"Whats wrong,Hap? Didn't you miss me?" You purred and stepped closer to him, tracing your fingers across his chest.
He stared at you and you saw a hint of a spark in his cold dark eyes.
It had been three months since he'd left Tacoma without a word. You weren't his old lady, not at all. But he came to you when he was lonely and your bed was always warm waiting for him. You were a crow eater and you'd slept with most of the Tacoma charter. But none of them made you moan the way Happy did and even he had to admit there was something different about you. You had been on his mind a lot since he'd moved to Charming and he usually drowned himself in pussy to get the thought of you out of his mind.But every time he closed his eyes he saw you, your eyes burning into his brain and the touch of your lips haunting his skin.
"You shouldn't have come here, (y/n)." He said, his voice cold.
You rolled your eyes and stepped closer to him, letting him breath your scent and feel the heat from your body.
"Maybe not, Happy. But you shouldn't have left me."

So how can this be?
You're praying to me
There's a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything

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You heard a low growl form in his chest and you smiled to yourself.
You stepped closer again, letting your fingers trace up to his neck and you pressed your breasts against his chest.
"Didnt you miss me, Happy?" You purred and pouted your lips, looking up at hi through your lashes.
The heat of his breath fell over your face and you felt a fire ignite within you as your panties grew wetter.
He didn't say anything, just stared at you through his dark eyes.
He studied the curves of your soft lips, the curves of your breasts pressed against his chest, only the fabric of both your clothes separating your bodys.
Your fingers traced gently across his cheeks and you danced your thumb slowly across his lips.
"Didnt you miss me, daddy?" You purred.