Imagines

1. Jack Gilinsky - "Lip Ring"

There was a knock on the front door of the house and I literally sprinted to get to it before my dad did. Jack was late again, and my dad had gotten home before Jack could pick me up, making it a high chance that my dad would see him and cause a scene. Dad didn't like Jack. I got to the door before my dad and quickly slipped it open, the adrenaline of being with Jack already kicking in. 

I was halfway out the door when I heard my dad's voice, "Is that Jack?" He didn't sound upset or mad. I was confused.

Jack made a confused face at me from where he stood outside, biting his bottom lip. I shook my head, "Um, yeah. He's taking me out tonight, so don't wait up."

"I'll be a good boy, don't worry!" Jack called to my dad, and my face dropped in horror. I closed the door and grabbed Jack by the arm, taking him around to the side of the house. His hand immediately found it's way across my waist and when we turned the corner he tightened his hold on me and kissed me hard, pressing me against the wall. Jack was talented with his lips, but something felt different. I felt cool metal on my lips and softly pushed him away, my hand reaching for my lips to see what I had felt. 

"I swear it felt like I was kissing metal," I looked at my hand to see if there was anything on it and Jack laughed. "Jack this really isn't that funny. I—"

Jack's perfect bottom lip was swollen and a lip ring was at the corner of it. 

"When did you get that?" I asked in shock.

He laughed again, and his tongue ran over his bottom lip, skipping over his lip ring. "Today." He watched me stare at his lips a little longer, "So do you like it or are you just going to admire the view?" His voice was low, and he moved closer to me, pressing me against the wall again. He leaned down to kiss me.

"Wait," I spoke against his lips. He didn't pull back, so I took a deep breath. "I want to try something. Don't move." 

He nodded and I tilted my head to kiss his lips, kissing him softly a few times before slightly pulling on his lip ring. His fingertips ran along my arms which encouraged me further. I kissed him softly again and parted my lips to let my tongue lick his bottom lip, letting it travel over the cool metal of his ring. Jack groaned deeply and took a step back. He put his hand against the wall while he breathed heavily. 

"That was so fucking hot," his eyes searched mine. "Where the hell did that come from?" He was trying hard to concentrate and not lose himself in what just happened

"I'll tell you once we get back to your place," I told him sweetly and started walking to his truck.