Band Imagines

George "Ryan" Ross III - Camping*

Pairing: Fem!Reader x George Ryan Ross III

Request: No. Just always bored.

Warnings: NSFW || smut.

There isn't anything kinky or anything like foreplay. It's just a lot of kissing and then really sweet sexy times with Ryro. Enjoy. xx

It was a decent night. The temperature was around 70 degrees Fahrenheit, and you found yourself sitting on your boyfriend's lap in a circle with a bunch of his and your friends around a campfire. Every couple minutes, you found yourself kissing him and giggling a bit between each one.

A spectacular summer, at least in the aesthetic Tumblr world, consisted of: campfires, books, coffee, stargazing, going to drive in movies, music, cuddling, water balloon fights, impromptu road trips, home made music videos to songs on the radio, countless snapchat adventures, hiking, and basically any other stereotypical, yet actually fun, thing you can think of.

And being that Ryan was the guy he was, he suggested you do it all this summer. You, of course agreed, thinking it wold be funny and possible fun to try. "So, let's get this party started." Ryan exclaimed with a smile after he pulled away from your lips. You nodded and got off his lap, sitting on the blanket next to him as he picked up one of the three acoustic guitars that the guys had brought along. "What should I play, Y/N?" His eyes darted to you as a smile pulled on his lips.

"The first song you ever wrote." you shrugged, pulling your knees up to your chest and smiling.

He nodded and looked at a few of the other guys around the fire, watching as they picked up guitars as well.

A couple hours later, the songs had been played, fireflies had been caught, s'mores had been made and eaten, stories had been told, laughs had been shared, and now you were all swimming in the lake in your underwear under the moonlight. As mentioned before, cliche.

"You suck so much Y/N." Ryan called as you got out of the water and began to dry your hair.

"No, I'm just exhausted. We've been up since dawn, and I wanna relax now." You said, wrapping a purple towel around your body and tying it to stay up as you laid down on another towel on the sand surrounding the lake.

Ryan came out of the water and plopped down next to you. "I can think of some other ways to exhaust you." He smiled cheekily, cupping your cheeks in his hands and kissing you softly, but quickly heating it up by nipping your bottom lip and sucking it softly. The kiss continued, pulling a few very soft and quiet moans from you. He smirked and pulled away, standing back up and extending his hand to you. You took it and stood up with him, going back to your tent, which he had sneakily set up a bit further away from all the other. He had told you it was because he wanted personal space, but you had a feeling that he wanted to get laid, and now your suspicions were confirmed.

As the two of you entered the tent, he pulled the towel off your body and set it on the ground. The plastic floor of the tent was uncomfortable, but that was not much of a problem. You had laid down enough quilts to basically make a carpet. The two of you laid down on the multiple blankets on the ground inside and he zipped the tent up, making sure all the screens and screen covers are up, so no one could see in. As soon as that was done, he moved over you, and looked down at you. His eyes staring into yours, a smile that was playful yet mischievous yet loving all at the same time on his lips. You two stayed like that for a second, just staring at one another happily. And then he leaned down, and captured your lips in a soft kiss.

The kiss tasted like chocolate and marshmallows, mostly from the s'mores. But you loved the feeling of his lips against yours. The way his lips fit against yours was amazing. It was sweet like sugar, and soft like silk, and precious like a rare jewel. It was all the wonderful feelings in the world, and you only felt it with Ryan.

His hands found your hips and gently rubbed small circles on your skin as he continued your kiss.

Minutes later and the two of you had shed the few pieces of underwear that you had been wearing, and Ryan was putting a condom on. You spread your legs for him to fit between and smiled as he brought his lips back to yours once the protection was on.

"I love you Y/N. And I know that love is a crazy thing, but I mean it." He whispered, just loud enough for you to hear.

Although Ryan had told you he loved you before, and you had said it back, and meant it every time, something about this time felt different. "Ryan..."

"I mean it, Y/N." He smiled, kissing you again. Your kissed back and cupped his cheeks as he slipping himself inside of you slowly. The gentleness of the situation made you moan quietly against his mouth. "Shhh.. baby. We don't want them to hear us." You nodded as his lips found your neck and began placing kissed all over, and then attaching to a spot under your ear that always made you a whimpering mess under him. This time was no exception.

He kissed and sucked a fresh bruise onto you, and caused you to mumble his name, along with a string of profanities.

"Ryan, I love you too." As you spoke, his hips rocked back and forth, pushing him inside you and then retracting back. At each movement, you found yourself whining his name and clinging to him, your hands tracing up and down his bare back, trying to hold him as close to you as you could get him. He held your hips close, and continued thrusting.

Each buck of his hips was powerful, but not hard. It was deep and slow. Each time he moved, you felt him in all the right places, making your toes curl and your back arch up off the floor of the tent. Your chest pressed up against his and you bit your lip to keep from being loud. As much as Ryan loved listening to your moans, he knew you couldn't be loud right now. He would wait until you guys got back to your house tomorrow.

His lips continued to move against yours as his hips continued against yours as well. The pleasure coursing through each of you was more than words could explain. You whimpered, "Baby I'm close." He nodded and continued his movements, speeding his hips up, trying to get you to your orgasm as quickly as he could.

One of Ryan's favorite things in the entire world was watching you come undone beneath him. Watching you unravel in pleasure always gave him a sense of pride, knowing that he could make you feel good.

As you hit your high, he smirked and kissed you again, his thumb rubbing sloppy circles on your clit to milk your high for all it's worth. It took a moment and a few more thrusts before Ryan's cock twitched and he hit his own high, spilling into the condom and moaning your name.

Once he pulled out, he laid down next to you and pulled you close to his chest. "Every time is like the first time... I love you so much." He mumbled, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head before humming quietly, helping you get to sleep in his arms.