Roman Godfrey Imagines

Drive in Cinema

"Let's go see a movie."

That's what Roman Godfrey said to you approximately 17 minutes ago. You were sitting in your kitchen, various books and clunky volumes spilled over the tables surface as you attempted studying for the biology test tomorrow. Roman was sitting opposite you, ignoring the entire affair as he dangled an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

"A movie?" you asked incredulously. "No way."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because we have a test tomorrow," you remind him. "You said you wanted to study."

"I obviously lied."

You roll your eyes, returning to your studies. You're trying to remember the third stage of mitosis when his hot breath tickles your ear.

"Come on, Y/N," he sighs. "Please?"

That's how you end up in his crimson Jaguar XK150 seventeen minutes later, parked amongst the masses of cars in front of a tattered screen. As much as you wished Roman would take school seriously, he was simply too irresistible to say no to.

"What movie even is this?" you ask him.

He smiled at you devilishly. "Does it even matter?"

Then his hands are on you, his mouth hot and searching on yours. Irresistible. That's what Roman Godfrey is. Ultimately irresistible.

You laugh in his ear as he nips your neck, trailing his lips down to your breasts as you clumsily remove your shirt to allow him access. You moan as he bites your tits, running his hands over you as if you were made of gold.

He slowly pulls away, eyeing your bare chest with a strange kind of curiosity. You look down, seeing the skin broken and a drop of blood forming near your nipple. He looks at you, a question in his eyes. You nod, stroking a hand through his beautiful dark blonde hair. He lowers himself back down, licking and sucking at the blood indulgently. He's harsh and cold to everyone else, but he's gentle with you while also being rough in the sexiest ways.

When he's done, he moves down to your pants, hungry in a different kind of way now. You work on his shirt, pulling it over his head and kissing him roughly as you shimmy off your pants. He grabs you and pulls you onto him into a straddling position, your bare legs hot against his jeans that he's hurriedly unbuttoning. He pulls out his giant hard cock, and you lower yourself onto him.

You thank the lord that the windows have fogged up, but it won't prevent the rest of the audience from hearing your moans. He thrusts into you powerfully, lighting up your whole body as he manipulates you into a force made entirely of pleasure. You moan his name and pull his face into your chest as you bounce on top of him, your fingernails clawing down his back as another orgasm rips through you.

By the time it's over, the movie is well into playing and your sounds are drowned out by the screams of the horror film. You lie in the back seat with your bodies tangled together, sweaty and satisfied.

Roman lifts his head and kisses you deeply on the mouth, his thumb stroking your cheek. "I love you," he says softly, his face open and vulnerable.

You smile at him, your heart warmed with love. "I love you too, Roman."