Les Twins Imagines

Imagine 12- Date (Laurent)

This imagine is dedcated to @desimarshall44 I hope you enjoy :)

He was breathtaking. His long hair, the way his eyes squint when he laughs, and that smile. That damn smile. The way his eyelashes fan on his cheekbones. Oh, those beautiful cheekbones. His laugh was contagious. It could make anyone smile, once hearing it.

"You alright Ray?" He asks, snapping you out of your stare, "You seemed really concentrated."

"Y-yea i was just thinking." His hand slides up to your cheek, pushing the strands of hair behind your ear.

"About?" He questions, resting his hand on your upper thigh.

"You.." You reply, looking into those beautiful eyes.

"What about me?" He presses and scoots his chair closer to yours. His hand never losing contact with the skin of your thigh.

"How.. sexy you are."

"Oh really?" He flashes that daring smile, leaning close and biting your earlobe. His hand slides farther up your dress and you clench your legs together, remembering that y'all are in a public restaurant.

"Lau, no." You start to stop him. He pushes your hand away with the other, looking at you with lustful eyes.

"Be quiet or be punished." He mumbles.

His hand skirted up your calf to the outside of your left thigh. His hands were soft but forceful. He gripped the meatiest part of your thigh and you groaned out, causing a few turns of heads to your direction. You nervously smiled at them and your eyes caught Laurent's cold ones. He slowly slid his hands up more, playing with your already soaked core, causing you to bite your bottom lip to keep quiet. He pushes a finger in and moves it fairly slow, causing you to quietly moan out. His focus on your legs shaking underneath the table cut to my face, smirking.

"Guess we'll continue this at home.. Check!"

You both enter the car, his hand gripping at your thigh.

"Why do you do this Ray? It's like you love getting punished." He grips tighter sending electricity through your body causing me to moan.

You can feel him smirk.

"You do like being punished." He suddenly lets go making your leg come contact with the cold air.

"Lau."You whine.

"No, wait until we get home."

The car ride felt like hours. It was silent. No one said a word, the radio was never turned on. You've finally arrive to your house. You both reaching the door. Desperate. Lau struggling to enter the key. When he finally does. You push him spinning him around attacking his lips. But he pushes you off.

"You like being punished, Desiray. So for that, you aren't getting punished at all." He smirks, walking away.

Your jaw drops and in frustration you stomp to your room and decide to take this situation into your own hands. You slowly take off your dress, revealing the white lingerie you had on underneath. You reach behind your back and unclasp your bra, dropping it on the floor inches away. Looking into the mirror you grab your breasts and play with them, only making the pool in your panties larger. You lay back on the bed and your hand floats into your panties, playing with the folds above your clit. A moan escapes your lips as your fingertips roll in circles on your pearl, speeding your pace only after moments have passed.

"Fuck!" You arch your back, coming close to your climax.

"So this is what we're doing?" A slightly frowning Laurent appearing at the door, scaring you out of your orgasm.