PRETTYMUCH smuts/ imagines

Studio- BA

Brandon has been at the studio all week working on new music with the guys. he's even spent the night there a few nights. honestly, I miss him. I haven't talked to him in what seems like forever. I'm usually asleep before he gets back, and he leaves super early in the mornings before I wake up. it sucks.

tonight I decided to go surprise him at work. I texted Zion and he said everyone else left, Brandon was the only one left at the studio. typical. I'm wearing leggings and Brandon's hoodie, so I grab my phone and leave. I run through chick-fil-a on the way and get some food because Zion also said he wouldn't eat anything all day because it 'distracted him'.

I finally got to the studio and Brandon's car was the only one left in the parking lot. I walked in and went to the only room left with a light on. Brandon was so focused he didn't even notice me come in. I walked over and set the bag down and kissed his cheek. "hey babe." he said without even looking up from his computer. He completely ignored the food and continued working.

"Brandon you need to eat, Zion told me you haven't eaten all day." I said, sitting on the couch behind him. "I cant I need to finish this." I'm just gonna keep fighting this until I won, which is basically what I do every time. "You need to take a break you've been working too hard." I argued. "Fine." He finally gave in.

He looked back at me and ate a fry sarcastically. "There, I ate." He said and turned back around. Seriously. A fry. One, single fry. Ugh, he's impossible. "Brandon Michael Lee Arreaga eat your damn food." I said. He just turned and looked at me. "What did you just say?" He hates it when I act in charge. We both know he's the one in charge, especially in the bedroom.

"I told you to eat your food." I held my ground. I already started this, why not continue. "You don't tell me to do anything. That's not how this works and you know it." He stood up and started slowly moving closer. I knew what was coming, which was exactly why I'm doing this. "Now, you gonna stop arguing with me?"

"Um no you need to take a break Brandon." I stood up to make myself look a little more intimidating, but it didn't really help because he was like 3 inches taller than me and a lot stronger. "Well then, I guess you'll just have to be punished." He took one more step closer so our faces were just inches apart. "Oh yeah, how?" I asked, pushing my limits.

He smashed his lips against mine forcefully, his tongue already dominating. He grabbed my waste and pulled me closer to him. I felt his growing bulge through his sweatpants. I pushed me down so I was laying on the couch and he climbed on top of me, throwing his shirt off in the process. He started basically dry humping me, already making me wet. He lifted me up just enough to pull his hoodie off of me and unhook my bra.

He moved down and started kissing my breast, massaging the other with his hand. He bit me, making me let out a small moan. He got up and took off his pants and boxers, and his dick was already rock hard. He took off my leggings and panties and licked his lips. He rubbed his tip against my entrance, teasing me. "Brandon please stop teasing." I whined. He looked at me and smirked, then slammed into me without warning.

He didn't give me time to adjust to his size, he just kept going, fast, and hard. I let out a tear because of the mix of pain from his size, and pleasure. He was stretching me just about as far as I could go. "Aww, does it hurt babygirl?" He asked. I just nodded. "Well I'm sorry but I guess that's what you get for being a bad girl before." This was my 'punishment'.

Eventually the pain went away and it was just pure pleasure. I was a moaning mess, while Brandon let out small moans and grunts. After a couple minutes I felt a knot in my stomach. "I-I'm ab-bout to" was all I could get out before releasing all over him. A couple seconds later Brandon let go inside of me, filling me up with warmth.

He rode out our highs before pulling out. "Now, are we gonna argue anymore?" He questioned, giving me a look. "No." I managed to get out. "Good." He smiled and stood up. He put his sweatpants back on, but left his shirt off. He tossed me his sweatshirt and my leggings. I tried to stand up, but failed. My legs were to weak since Brandon basically just destroyed me. I heard him chuckle, proud of his work.

I finally got my clothes back on and laid down on the couch. I decided I was just going to stay here tonight because I'm too tired and weak to drive back home. Brandon went back to his computer and did a few more things while I just laid there. When he finished he shut down his computer and grabbed his bag of food. Finally, he's eating something.

I drifted off to sleep, but not before I felt Brandon's soft lips kiss my cheek. "Good night babygirl, I love you." He whispered. "I love you too." I mumbled back and let sleep take over me.