Ed Sheeran Imagines / One Shots

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Ok lol. I don't really like writing general one shots because of "y/n" idk I just can't take it seriously. For example ""y/n, i love you so much." he whispered to me." What if he actually just said "Your Name, I love you so much." maybe I'm the only one who thinks of that. whatever. Enjoy this one shot.

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Ed's hand rested on my thigh as we watched his favourite movie. Slowly his hand slid up and he squeezed near the top. I looked up at him and gave a questioning look.

He smiled at me then leaned down to kiss my neck. He left little kisses along the side then stopped near the bottom. "y/n?" He mumbled.

"Yeah, Ed?" I replied breathlessly.

"Do you really want to watch this movie?" His warm breath sent shivers throughout my body.

"Not really."

I pushed him off of me so I could crawl onto his lap. His hands were on my bum as I brought my face to meet his. Ed's lips were soft and his face was growing warmer. As our lips were together, they began to move in sync with one another.

I moved my hands down his chest and hears a small moan escape his lips. With a quick movement Ed was standing up and holding me to his body with his hands still on my ass.

"If we're gonna do this, we might as well go to our room first."

Ed continued to kiss me as he led us down the hall, into our room.  He gently laid me down on our bed and his fingers traced themselves down on my body. His eyes looked me up and down and I felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

I reached for the bottom of his shirt and he took it off himself throwing it over his head.

He laid down with me and I traced his tattoos with my fingers as he kissed my neck.

I suddenly felt really nervous...

Ed and I have never done this before. We've never gotten further than a rough make-out session.

As his lips traced my skin I felt almost sure I was ready for this. But as his hands slid down to the waistband of my jeans I wasn't so sure.

Ed must have sensed my slight discomfort because his hand moved from the button of my jeans.

"Are you ok, baby?" He looked down at me, a worried look in his eye. "If you aren't ready we don't have to do this. " Ed left small kisses on me.

"I"m sorry, Ed. I hope I didn't lead you on." I felt myself blushing again.

"No, it's okay." He wrapped his arms around me and covered us up with a blanket. "Let's just go to bed." He pulled me closer and I felt all warm and fuzzy; thankful for being with someone who could take "No." for an answer.