Summary: Arriving first from the losers club at Richie's house before a sleepover, things get heated between you two.
- You and Richie are 19.
- This imagine is a fluff. It gets heated to a certain extent.
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Song: Back to sleep - by Chris Brown
The losers club agreed on having a sleepover at Richie's house, wherefore, I'm packing my stuff in a small bag pack.
I packed all of my sleepover essentials such as toiletries, my sleepwear and clothes for the next day.
I ran down the stairs, waved my mom a goodbye and hopped on my bike that was beside the porch's steps laying on the small shrub on the side. I started peddling my way to Richie's.
As I got closer to Richie's house the more excited/nervous I got since I kind of have feelings towards Richie.
Arriving to my destination, I got off of my bike and headed to the house's door, knocking on it. I was greeted by Richie opening the door for me.
We went into his room and turns out I was the first one to arrive out of the losers club.
"So how are you doing Rich?" I ask while sitting on Richie's bed, he does the same by sitting beside me.
"Everything's good, just being the trash mouth I am." He jokes, I giggle.
"How about you?" He asks me.
"Nothing interesting really, just chillin'." He nods.
"How's your relationship life going with Allie?" I ask trying to continue the conversation.
"It's alright I guess? She's just becoming a bit annoying, and I think I'm losing feelings towards her." Richie states, making the butterflies flutter like crazy in my stomach, since I may have a chance to be with him!
"Oh, why?" I question casually trying to cover up the whirl wind of emotions inside of me.
"I'm not feeling the emotions you know, the way I used to, the love. Nothing hype is going on between us, shit's getting boring and I'm just sick of it." He says looking down, "I just wanna feel the love, I want the pleasure, the satisfaction. I want someone who can make me feel some certain type of way, that makes me want more..." Richie speaks looking at me.
As Richie was talking I notice him biting his bottom lip smoothly, it certainly turned me on.
His eyes staring straight into mine, they were full of lust.
"You feel me, y/n?" Richie interrupts my thoughts, placing his hand on my thigh causing goosebumps to form along my thighs and shivers to crawl down my spine.
Gently Richie's hand began going up to my hip, our eyes locked with lustful tension.
Sooner than I knew it, our lips connected, our lips moved in sync, lightly and smoothly.
Gradually, the passion in the kiss increased. My body began to shift to Richie's lap, straddling him.
I felt something pocking the inside of my thigh, disconnecting our lips I look down, a smirk plastered among my lips, "Someone's excited." I tease.
"Stay quiet." Richie insisted as he had a hand full of the fabric of my shirt tugging on it, bringing me closer to his body.
I placed my hand on his chest and slowly pushed him down to the bed. I hovered over Richie, continuing the kiss along his neck. My satisfaction increased when I heard his hummed moans and saw his actions, his head tilted to the back, with his eyes closed. Every once and awhile he would inhale deeply and exhale, trying to make his breathing steady.
Taken by surprise Richie carries me and flips me, now that he's above me, I was impressed.
Richie's hands slithered among my body tracing every inch of it, I hummed tilting my head back, relaxed by his touch.
Richie moved his kisses down to my neck, gnawing on my flesh, "Mhm Richie." I moan, and felt Richie smile against my neck.
He began moving his kisses down to my collar bone, my hands were playing with his hair. Richie's head started to move lower as he trailed down sloppy wet kisses across my bust, "Mmm Richie." I murmured his name now that I know he likes it.
Richie's bedroom door bursts open revealing no one but the losers club themselves, Richie and I backed away from each other at the speed of light, my cheeks where heating up from embarrassment.
All of their jaws were dropped to the ground, "I need severe medication for my eyes after seeing this." Eddie states surprised.
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