*COMPLETED BOOK*
*All new info can be found in book two*
imagines and one shots
(All publication dates are in the comments, all parts of a story are together despite publication date)
i write stories containing fluff, smut* (any written will be mark...
+++++++++ What up, my birthday was Saturday and I am officially 20 🥳🥳🥳 here's my gift to you all, hope you like it
Surely me and my friends are not the only ones who talk about this stuff. Of course it never leads to anything like this but it's always fun to make them blush 😉
* - Dom reader? Idk but he baby either way
Song: trace out the heart by motionless in white
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"Oh my God, you are totally a bottom!"
"I am not!"
He said in defense.
"Haven't you heard any of our songs? Watched any of our videos? That should be enough proof in and of itself."
I laughed.
"Of course I have, that's exactly why I think you're a bottom. Maybe a power bottom at best but still, a bottom."
He looked at me with a Stern look.
"What is it gonna take for me to prove to you that I am not a bottom?"
I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Well I won't believe it till I see it so."
I shrugged and he sent me a look.
"When and where baby?"
He said with a fire in his eye. I side nodded.
"I'm good now if you are."
I clocked an eyebrow at him. He looked kind of pissed that I would even think to challenge him like that. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall to his dressing room and slammed the door shut behind us. He pushed me against it and put both of his hands against the door on either side of my head.
"I am gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week."
He said in a deep voice and I smirked at him.
"Yeah okay."
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to kiss him roughly. When he pulled away he looked into my eyes.
"Prove me wrong."
I challenged. He kissed me again, pushing his leg between mine and rubbing his thigh into me. I moaned into him at the feeling before pushing him away from me and further into the room. He walked backwards until he hit the makeup table and mirrors. I pushed his jacket down his arms and moved to kiss him again. I could tell he wanted it bad, he was holding my face and trying to grind his hips into me, even at the weird angle we were at. As we made out I popped the buttons of his shirt and slid it down his arms too. I pulled away from him and got rid of my own shirt. He looked down at me before bringing his gaze back to my face.
