𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒 -beatles imagines, preferences

Somebody once told me the world is gonna kill me (George)

Summary- , George needs to say goodbye to his girl it gets steamy I guess?
Era- 1971 George 😩
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Your POV

I sat on the couch, being held by my beloved. His arms were wrapped around my body tightly, his hands close to my breasts. My darling was leaving for today, a long tour. I was happy, ecstatic for him, I just miss him when he's gone. His chest was supporting my back, letting me feel him in such a perfect way. The long hair he had fell a bit onto my shoulders as well, tickling my neck a bit.

Still, here he was on our sofa, me in his arms. The sound of his heartbeat flowed through my ears, bringing a sensation of calm to my body. I took a digit and rubbed his beard gently.

"My dove  what are ye doing?"

He smiled down at me. His eyes were this perfect shade of chocolate brown, brought out by his stunning eyebrows. My eyes drifted down to his cheekbones, the carved perfection of his face. He seemed so mysterious, so sexy- yet he was incredibly sweet and funny. I don't think I've ever met someone as funny, let alone compassionate.

His long hair- which sort of looked like Jesus was my favorite physical element. I couldn't help but stoke it with my fingers. It had this incredible softness to it, making it somewhat like a drug.

"Just appreciating you before you go,"

I give him a slight frown, before he leans down to kiss me. His fingers graze the bottom of my jawline, delicately. The smell of flowers lingered in his scent, calming me to an extreme.

He pulls away slowly from my lips, licking his, "Yer lips are so soft, I could kiss them for hours,"

"But you have to go in 3 hours love,"

I give him a pout. Nuzzling my head in his beard, I can hear his chuckle come out slightly.

"Your beard, it's just so nice,"

I rub my head into it, giving him a sly smile.

Soon, I can feel his hand slide underneath my skirt, slowly rubbing circle on my flower.

"George what are you~"

"I want to pound the living fuck out of you before I go," He growls, picking up the pace of his fingers.

"George~"

George harshly flips me over to the other side of the couch, I'm now laying on my stomach, excited yet nervous for what he's about to do.

He grips my ass harshly, bringing it up into the air. My arousal grows heavier, slowly dripping down my inner thighs.

Tugging down my shorts, and soon my knickers.

"George what are you OH"

A hard force smacked against my ass. The pain stung incredibly, and to my displeasure I began leaking even more. I felt George's hand scoop up some of my juices.

"You like being slapped by daddy don't you?"

"Y-yes"

I whimper quietly. It's been so long since George and I had rough sex, it's always been sweet, vanilla sex. I missed this side of him more than I knew, my body certainly told me so.

"ANSWER DADDY LOUDER!"

Another snack roughly met my cheeks. I knew it would leave a mark, George or rather Daddy knew I was excited, that prick.

Oh couldn't he just choke me already?

"Yes daddy, I love it,"

I gulped, preparing myself for another slap but instead I was peppered with kisses. A circle of kisses were placed on each cheek, by Daddy.

He took his palm and rubbed my ass. Removing the pain from it.

My face lights up when I hear the sound of his zipper. But then it hits me.

And no not his cock.

"Shite George ye can't fuck me," I whine.

"And why the hell not?"

"Because I'm pregnant," I answer nonchalantly.
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This was a request from XxLavendrrrxX I hope you enjoyed it 😂