The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)

He Keeps You Up All Night Part 2

Michael:

Michael's lips molded against yours in a passion reserved only for you. He towered over you, hand squeezing your hips up against his, grinding yours delectably. It was late, the moon's glowing light ebbing across Michael's defined muscular back as you attempted to stay quiet. His lips trailed down your neck, sucking roughly upon your sweet spot, eliciting a mewl from your lips that only excited him further.

Sam:

Sam's lips scuttled down your neck, exploring, attempting to find a sweet spot. Your breathing became substantially labored as his hips jutted forth, giving you the friction you so desired. You tipped your head back, ecstasy zapping every cell in your body as you cling to him; hips rising and falling to match his sync. 

Edgar:

Yourself and Edgar had stayed late behind at the comic store his parents owned. It went from putting the stalls outside away and locking up to a fierce make-out session in the back closet, which elicited into a whole lot more. His lips peppered down your belly in a straight line as he sucked a soft bruise into the soft flesh of your waist before he shimmied down your panties. You stripped him of his shirt as he laid you down on his jacket on the dusty ground and got to work.

Alan:

Alan fiercely tore both of your clothes off, your legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed you up against the wall, lips passionate and lustful upon yours. Your chests heaved, breath labored as his lips trailed your jawline and down your neck to your collarbone. Things were getting heated, so heated that sleep evaded the two of you.....