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A ride to pops

A Ride at Pop's - FP Jones Imagine (SMUT)

'please do an imagine about dating FP and being a horny mess around him and she ends up thigh ridding him?'

Author's Note: This is my last imagine tonight, I've got a few requests still in my inbox that I will try to do tomorrow and Friday, keep sending them in – just repeating though I won't be doing any writing this weekend as I'm away but Sunday night/Monday I will be back writing!

Warnings: Smut (NSFW)

Word Count: 783

You were sat alone in a booth at Pop's, waiting for FP to finish his shift. The diner was usually open 24/7 but tonight they were closing for the night, and FP was the one left with the responsibility of locking up, giving Pop Tate a well-earned night off.

Watching him as he worked, you admired the way his body looked in his Pop's Uniform. The way the white shirt hugged onto his torso, the way the white trousers were tight around his ass, making it look super perky. Each time you looked at him you were becoming more and more flustered, and it didn't take long for him to notice this, whenever he noticed you looking in his direction he'd bite his lip or run his hand through his hair, two things that he knew drove you crazy.

The last hour of his shift went quite fast as you just spent it watching the way he moved around the diner and before you knew it, he was saying goodbye to the final customers and the chefs who had all finished their shift. He locked the door, turning off the neon 'open' sign.

Noticing your gaze, he walked over to you, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips. He tucked some hair behind your ear, looking you in the eye "I've just gotta clean up the last few tables and then I'm all yours darlin". He took off his bow tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt as he walked away, you let out a groan and he turned to you smirking.

After a few minutes you had enough of the desire for him that was growing inside of you, you watched as he leant over a table at the other side of the diner wiping it clean. Having enough of the frustration, you decided to take your cravings into your own hands. You removed yourself from the booth that you were sat in, walking towards him slowly before standing behind him and placing your hands on his waist, turning him roughly to face you.

"What are you doi..." you cut him off with a kiss, causing him to drop the cloth that he was holding as soon as your lips were joined. He wrapped his arms around your waist and deepened the kiss, biting your lip, causing you to moan, before slipping his tongue into your mouth. Keeping your hands around his waist, you took a step to the right, pushing him down so he was laying on the small couch, there was barely enough room for the two of you, but you were going to make it work.

"I need you so bad, I couldn't wait until we get home... I needed something to ease my urges now".

You kissed him roughly whilst undoing his trousers, pulling them down to his ankles before repositioning himself to straddle his thigh, hiking up your dress to your hips. He put his hands on your waist, holding your dress up as he did so. Breaking the kiss slightly, you reached over to close the blinds that covered over the window, you didn't want any peeping tom's looking at your intimate moment.

You slowly began to move against his thigh, moaning into the kiss.

"God, you're so wet for me darling" He smirked up at you as you moved.

"You know what you do to me FP". He raised his eyebrow at you, putting more pressure on your hips as he controlled the rhythm that you moved, speeding up your movement a bit.

Your moans got louder as the friction between your clit and his thigh became more intense as you reached your high. You leant your body down to rest against his chest, your body shaking against his body, a loud moan leaving your lips. He kissed your forehead as you slowed down, looking up at him as you rest your chin on his chest.

Suddenly he sat up, holding your waist to help you to your feet. He leant down to pull his trousers up, doing up his belt and buttons. He kissed you passionately before picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"Forget cleaning up, I've got to get you home to finish what you've started". You grinned at him, kissing his neck, as he walked you to the door of the diner, opening it and locking it quickly behind him. He walked over to his truck, unlocking it and resting you in the passenger seat.

He walked quickly around to the drivers seat and sped out of the car park, driving as fast as he could to get home so he could finish what was already started.