The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)

The Two of You Get Caught in a Hot Makeout Session part 2

Michael:
Your lips skim down Michael's neck, a moan fluttering out of his lips as his hands grip your hips. His teeth gnash your shoulder, your face reddening like mad. "Hey, Mikey-"

"Sam, get outta here!" Michael yells, standing up.

"At the mercy of your sex glands already?" Sam flashes a daringly cheeky grin before he's chased from Michael's bedroom by none other than Michael himself.

Sam:
Your blush was mad as your heart hammered feverishly within your chest, your breath caught in your throat. Sam's lips were passionate upon yours, something that hasn't occurred since the two of you recently started dating. However it had suddenly happened and you almost couldn't help yourself- let alone tear yourself away. You were completely consumed in his passionate kiss and secretly encouraged his hands to scoot up your top and deepen everything.

"Whoa!" You suddenly hear, pulling your lips apart from Sam. "Didn't know you had it in you, Sammie boy!" You see Sam's older brother, Michael sniggering with his head peeked around the open door.

"Michael! Get out!" Sam yells.

"A word of advice, bud: Close the bedroom door next time you're wanting to explore." Michael teases before running out of the bedroom.

"I said shut up, Mikey!" Sam shouts, chasing after his older brother.
You were left there stunned, not sure whether to laugh or feel embarrassed.

Edgar:
Making out in the back of his comic book store probably wasn't the most appropriate thing, but Edgar had insisted that the two of you would never get caught. What a pile of baloney!
His hands held your hips, your tongue tussling with his in a feverish passion. Your fingers for tangled and lost within his long locks of brown hair, tugging softly on it, which only caused him to moan and grip your hips tighter. Soon he pushed you against the wall, the smacking sensation would have hurt but now it was exhilarating.
"Hey, Edgar! Alan needs your help since these guys stole some- Hello there!" Sam says, his eyes wide at first but then a sneaky smirk shows on his face.
"Get. Out." Edgar hisses at him.

"Man what's taking so lo-" Alan cuts himself off and groans. "Can you take a break of tongue tussle and help me? Some jackass just stole some comics." Alan explains.
"Ah, leave 'em!" Sam says. "Leave Edgar at the mercy of his sex glands." Sam chuckles.

"Shut up!" Edgar snaps, chasing the two out of the back.

Alan:
Your stomach leapt with butterflies fluttering within it as your heart beat furiously within your chest. Your lips were ajar, your eyes closed as Alan sucked sensually upon your neck, leaving a large, deep purple bruise that now marked you as his. The noise fleeing from your mouth caused your boy friend, Alan, to grow all the more excited.
"Sorry to barge in, but we've got a vampire downtown." Edgar makes himself known, his tone clearly unimpressed.
Alan pulled back slowly and turned to his brother, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, a blush extending from his cheek.
"Sucked on her neck? Do I need to give you a fang check?" Edgar smirks.
"Shut up," Alan spits out.

"Well, whatever man. Just get your shit together. We've got vampires to hunt and other vampires to exterminate." Edgar explains before walking out.

"Sorry about that. Talk later?" He suggests.

"Yeah.." You murmur, watching him leave. You hated how vampire hunting always came before you.