Femme Celebrity Imagines

morning kiss (staring justine skye)

prompt: “I never want to leave here”

[third person]

the alarm clocked sounded, filling the air of the bedroom. justine whined and squirmed, not wanting to get out of the bed. y/n wrapped her arm tighter around her waist, effect in pulling her back in. y/n really didn't want justine to leave. this was her first off day in almost a month, she wanted nothing more than to spend it with her girlfriend. but, justine had to work, couldn't get today off, no matter how much she tried. her boss was a dickhead. still, she loved being in y/n's arm. so, she snuggled in with her, reveling in the feeling for a few minutes before making an attempt to get up.

"no." y/n's lips grazed her back as she spoke, causing justine to shiver, "you can't go."

justine giggled, "i can't? you my daddy now?"

y/n picked her head up to look at justine; justine looked back at her. "i been that."

"okay, daddy," justine grinned from ear to ear. y/n wanted to watch her smile all damn day. "can i get outta bed now, please?"

y/n's head plopped back onto the pillow, "nah."

"y/n," justine whined, dragging out every syllables of her girl's name. y/n mocked her, but with her own name and justine smacked her lips. justine struggled in her arms; y/n was determined to keep her grip.

after a considerable time of an exhausting game of push and pull, justine huffed, turned around so that she and y/n were face to face. y/n adjusted to the new position, resting her hands on the small of justine's back, lightly massaging the skin there. the simple action alone was almost enough to make justine cave. justine admired y/n, who lay there with her eyes closed, still stroking her back.

justine lightly traced the outline of her every facial feature, her smile deepening any time y/n's face would scrunch up at her feather like touches. she wanted to stay so badly. then, as if reading her mind, y/n pulled her closer, chest to chest, intitaly. but, then, y/n adjusted so that she could rest her head on top of justine's head, kissing her head once she felt comfortable. justine buried her face in her girlfriend's neck, covering the space in small, loving pecks.

y/n chuckled, "doin' all this and you think im finna letchu get outta my bed." justine placed a slow, open mouthed kiss to her neck, sucking and nibbling at the skin. y/n tightly gripped the small of her back as her breathing hitched. justine intensified her action and y/n managed to choke out, "you ain't goin' nowhere. i swear, you not."

justine pulled back, looked up, pecker the underside of her chin and jaw, "i have to." she pouted, "i don't wanna go, but i have to."

"if you'on wanna go then don't go."

justine looked up; y/n looked down, resting her head on justine's. "it's not that simple. you know that."

y/n sighed, "i know, i know. i just miss you so damn much. i feel like i ain't seen you ina long ass time. now, i'm off and i'm tryna spend the day witchu but you gotta go." she didn't think she could have justine any closer, but that didn't stop her from trying.

justine rolled them over, putting y/n on her back as she straddled her hips. y/n's hands went from her back to roaming her hips and thighs, and damn, justine really didn't want to get out of bed. she wanted to kiss her so badly but neither of them had brushed their teeth yet and they both hated that. y/n just stared up at her, thinking about how so far beyond gorgeous justine was, and about she was so lucky to be her girlfriend.

"trust me, baby, i wanna be here just as much as you want me here." she spoke, leaning forward, hands resting on y/n's ribcage. "but i have to go to work."

justine made an attempt to crawl off her girlfriend but y/n gripped her hips, pulled her back down. immediately after, she flipped them over so justine couldn't get away. justine laughed, rubbing the back of y/n's head in the area where her hair was shaved. y/n hovered above her, just staring down at her, and she wanted to kiss her so badly, but refrained. justine wrapped her legs around her waist and, in response, caressed her thighs.

"you're gonna make me late."

"ion really give a fuck right now." y/n responded, making them both laugh. y/n sobered up, and fuck it. she leant down and gave a gentle kiss to her. what she had planned to be short and sweet turn into something so much deeper, more intense. the taste of morning breath almost miniscule in comparison to the feel of each other's lips.

when kissed trailed from her lips to her jaw, justine gasped, "i never wanna leave here." she was talking more to herself than anything but y/n took it as encouragement. moved from her jaw to her neck. justine's head dipped back into the head and turned, getting a look at the time, unintentionally. it snapped her back into reality. she grabbed the sides of her girl's face, pulled her back up, and peck her lips, "i love you," then she pushed herself — and therefore, y/n — upwards, "but i gotta go."

y/n groaned but let her get out of bed, "ima miss you."

justine stopped, took in her puppy dog eyes and pout. she walked over, pecked her lips once more, "i'll miss you, too."