Palaye Royale Imagines {REQUESTS CLOSED}

Bang The Drums (Emerson) (Smut)

This imagine was requested by MikeyAndHisSmut. I don't write malexmale very often, so sorry if it sucks. Hope you enjoy!
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"Emersoooooonnnn!" I whined, walking downstairs.

"What?" He replied curiously, looking up from another one of his intricate drawings he's been working on.

"I'm bored." I sighed, standing in front of him and outstretching my arms.

"I know, baby." Emerson replied, standing up from his seat and placing his hands in mine.

He was quiet for a moment before his expression brightened.

"You want me to teach you how to drum?" He asked excitedly.

"Sure!"

He quickly pulled me to the spare bedroom of our shared house where his drums were set up.

He sat down on the chair in front of his drums, grabbing the drumsticks that were resting on one of the symbols.

"Come here." He motioned for me to sit on his lap.

I swiftly made my way over to him and sat on his lap with a small smile on my face.

"Okay first things first, rest your foot on this pedal, but don't put push down on it yet." Emerson explained, tapping the pedal to the bassdrum with his foot before moving it aside.

Once I did that, he placed a drumstick in each of my hands.

"Okay, now you're going to hit the snare drum." Emerson said, pointing to one of the many drums in front of us.

"Wait which one?" I chuckled lightly, confused as to which drum he pointed out.

"This one." He laughed, grabbing my hands and guiding one of them to hit the snare drum.

"Next is the floor tom." He said, guiding my hand to that drum.

His direction went on for awhile, helping me play. To be honest, I was turned on by his almost nurturing and slightly domineering role he took on. The way he held my hands and helped me to hit the drums properly, even though I was fully capable myself, was making me hot and flustered. I instinctively grinded against his lap, instantly feeling him harden under me. His soft breath hitched as I reached between our legs, palming him through his tight jeans.

"I bet you can't bang me harder than you bang these drums." I teased.

"Bet." He growled, pushing me off his lap and grabbing my hand, leading me to our bedroom across the hall.

Emerson hungrily pushed me onto our bed, hovering over my body with a devilish smirk plastered across his face. He practically ripped off my shirt, quickly pulling it off over my head and throwing it aside. Moments later he was biting at my tender skin, clutching my short purple hair with one hand, and rubbing my hard member through my pants with the other. He knew I loved hickies, so he went on with this for awhile. Once he was satisfied with the tremendous amount of marks he had left on my neck to v-line, he got off of the bed.

"Come here, Micheal." He ordered seductively, pulling down his pants and breifs, pointing to the floor in front of him.

I did as he said, getting onto my knees and waiting for his next command.

"Suck." He growled.

I nodded, taking his length into my mouth without any hesitation. I bobbed my head back and forth, earning a few breathy groans from him. This went on for a few minutes before he pulled himself out of my mouth, looking at me lustfully.

"Get your pants and boxers off."

I fumbled with my belt, quickly getting it unbuckled and sliding my pants and boxers off. Emerson sauntered over to me, caressing my chest before grabbing my shoulders and turning me around. He bent me over the foot of the bed, positioning himself behind me. I gasped loudly, gripping the sheets as he thrust himself into me.

"Fuck yes." I hissed, feeling his hipbones continuously hitting my lower back.

This prompted Emerson to go at a faster pace, the room now echoing of our slapping skin. Some time later, I heard a loud moan escape his lips as he reached his climax, filling me up with his cum. He pulled out, panting for a moment before patting my back, signaling for me to turn over. I peeled my sweaty body away from the sheets, flipping over so my front was facing him. He got onto his knees in front of my lower half that was dangling off the edge of the bed. He licked my tip before taking me inside of him. He quickly bobbed his had as his hand pumped my base. I groaned as I felt the satisfaction grow, my body becoming tense. I tugged at his shoulders, pushing him farther down as I came. He swallowed my load, detaching his lips from me. His entrancing blue-grey eyes admired his work before leaning down and kissing my soft lips passionately.

"Not too bad." I teased as he pulled away.

"Oh fuck off. Now come on, lets go take a shower." Emerson chuckled, walking into the bathroom as I followed, feeling fully content with the actions that just took place moments before.

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Hello! I hope you all enjoyed this imagine. I have another request I'm working on and another pending. Please be patient with me when it comes to getting requests made, I am a student with a lot of different other things to do (yes, even in quarantine). Thank you for all the support, I love you all! XX-Natalie