You're lying in bed with Keith Richards, you're really I'm the mood for IT, but he seems to be concerned about something else and he is not paying much attention to your teasing.
"Hey...is there something wrong?" you say sitting on his lap, pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Oh, it's nothin' " he rolled over leaving your body vulnerable beneath his, and he starts kissing your neck and caressing your hair.
You feel he is tense, and he is still thinking of something else.
"No, really, what is it?"
"I've been thinking a lot lately..." he sighs "I don't like it when other guys flirt with you"
"wha? What are you talking about?"
"I just don't like it, I'm afraid they could hurt you, or something"
"Oh, no, don't worry about that"
"Of course I worry! I worry because...because I love you" he kisses you hungrily, and you let yourself go.
He lifts your blouse and starts being playful with his hands.
"Wait no...I was supposed to tell you something important"
"well, what is it?"
He sits up and grabs your hand.
"Y/N...I don't want nobody else to have you..." he smiles "Y/N...would you marry me?"
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Classic Rock Imagines
FanfictionThese are stories I gathered from tumblr so I did not write them nor do I own them. I made this because there are a lot of great imagines and one-shots on tumblr and I wanted to share them with everyone.
