the beatles imagines

daddy (ringo)

ringo, richard, rings. All these names raced through your mind as he got deeper and deeper into you. You were figuring out which one to yell out next, being it felt so good. You settled on daddy.

"O-oh daddy!" You screamed as Ringo stopped staring down into (y/e/c).

"What did ye call me?" He smirked making you blush immensely.

"I-i-i called you daddy." You stammered only reddening more.

"That's what i thought." He winked bucking his hips roughly into yours.

"Fuck Richard!" You groaned having him stop and slow down, teasing you.

"Ah ah ah! that's not my name." He muttered against your smooth skin.

"Ye-ye-yes it is!" You moaned

"No it isn't you slut!" Ringo groaned choking you slightly.

You grunted lightly and then it clicked!

"OH DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!" you screamed as he released your throat.

"Good girl kitten! fuck you're so tight (y/n)! All fer daddy! my good cock slut. how does this feel?!" He groaned getting rougher.

"So fucking good!!! UGH UGH UGHHH!" you panted as he went harder, breaking the bed.

"Shit (y/n)!" Ringo panted as he continued with his strokes.

You soughed as your vision began to go haywire. You dug your nails in his back, scratching it lightly, making him moan and groan wildly.

"FUCK!" he bellowed pounding your tight cooch as you screamed louder.

the both of you came as he cuddled closely to you falling asleep.