Imagine you and Demi are playing a game of hide and seek at your house. You search around for her and she is nowhere to be found. "Demi?" You call looking around for her. You hear tiny little giggles coming from the living room and you smile. "Demi?" You call again. "Lovato." You hear her say. She was playing a game of Marco Polo with you. You laugh and run into the bedroom. "Oh wow. I guess I'll just have to finish these sweet chocolate chip cookies off myself." You tease. As soon as you say that, Demi's head peaks out from the closet. "Cookies?" She asks. You smile and hold up the box of cookies. She runs out and tackles you onto the bed. She tries to fight you for the cookies but you hold your grip. Demi begins to tickle you and you can't help but laugh at the faces she's making. You let go of the box and rest against Demi's chest. "Curse your tiny fingers." You laugh. "My tiny fingers just tickled your ass to death. Watch it missy, I'm not afraid to use them again." She giggles then she brushes your hair gently. "I always thought you had the most beautiful hair in the world." Demi whispers to you. "And I've always thought your boobs make great pillows." You say patting them down and resting your head on them. You listen to Demi laugh and feel her fingers tickling you once again.
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Imagines
FanfictionBeware, there is mature content in this book and I highly recommend not reading it if you do not like graphic content. This is a book full of IMAGINES. Some parts of these imagines are cute but MOST of these imagines are graphic. I truly love Demi L...
