Magcon imagines&preferences

You get caught (3/12 + sammy)

I'm a Caniff girl, but personally, I like Sam's imagine better. WARNING: YOU MAY WANT TO DIE BC OF FEELS & YOU MAY NEED TO CHANGE YO UNDERWEAR😂😂

Tay: His lips worked against yours feverishly, you tangled your fingers in his hair as he ran his hands up and down your sides. Taylor grew impatient, he slipped off your shirt and kneaded your breasts through the thin material of your bra. You felt him lick your bottom lip asking for entrance, you granted it. Soon, both of your tongues were battling for dominance, causing you to moan into his mouth. He smirked and slipped off your shorts, you slipped his shirt off. Taylor squeezed both your ass cheeks and pulled you onto his lap. Your hands ran down Tay's abs and to the button of his khaki shorts. You were unzipping them when you heard a scream, both of you broke apart and looked at who made the noise. It was Tristan, you and Tay were babysitting him, he was asleep. You figured you had another hour or so, Taylor got up and explained what he just saw and not to tell anyone. Tristan nodded and went outside as you put your clothes back on.

Sammy: You had walked past Sam in spandex and a camisole. He found this as an opportunity, he pushed you against the wall and pinned your arms above your head. You gasped slightly as Sam put his hand on your vag outline, "Mmm your warm babygirl." Sam cooed against your lips, you bit your lip and shrugged, he smiled and left a trail of hot kisses down your body. His lips met back up with yours and you slipped your tongue into his mouth, he groaned and started rubbing you. You returned the moan and slipped his shorts off, he kicked them across the room with his foot. Sam slipped his hands in your panties and pumped three fingers in and out, "Your so tight baby." He buzzed against your lips, causing you to moan into his mouth, He smiled at your wetness. "You have a room, you know that right." A voice from the other side of the room said. You both looked to see Cameron smirking and crossed his arms. You blushed and moved Sammy's hand from out of your shorts. The mood was officially ruined.

Gilinsky: You were standing in the kitchen, before grabbing something to eat, you were texting your mum. Jack wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and rested his head on your shoulder. As you were typing, Jack placed his hands over yours and hit send once you finished your sentence. He slipped the phone out of your hands and set them on the counter, he picked you up and set you on the kitchen table. "Jack, we can't." You told him, playing with the hem of his shirt. He shrugged, "I don't give a fuck." He then pressed his lips to yours, after a while, he deepened the kiss and slipped his shirt off along with your shorts. You ran your fingers through his hair and then moved your hands to his back. "Dig your nails into me." He commanded, Jack had always loved it when you dug your nails into his back while making love, mostly every guy did. You did as he asked, he rewarded you with a moan and he slipped your shirt off. You dug your nails into him in a different spot as he nipped and sucked at a spot on your neck. You moaned and leaned your head back, that's when you saw a quiff, Jack was so into you, he didn't notice. You turned your head and noticed Matt standing there, he waved like nothing was going on in front of him. You pried Jack off of you, he was a leech, he has attached himself onto your skin and wouldn't let go. Once he did, he noticed Matt as well. "How much did you see of that?" You asked, afraid of his answer. He smirked, "Just about all of it." You sighed and hopped off the table. Matt tossed you your shorts, which Jack had threw onto the couch. You slipped them on and proceeded to grab your food. You grabbed a sugar cookie pop tart and walked upstairs to your room as Jack flipped out on Matt for interrupting.

Dillon: You felt sexual for the first time in three weeks, your boyfriend, Dillon, had accepted that you didn't want to do anything and took things slow. He was so sweet for waiting with you and you felt it was the time to repay him the favour. You got dressed in a black Victoria's Secret lingerie and walked to the couch where he was sitting, watching TV. You threw your left leg over the right side of his waist, you did the same with the other leg and sat on his lap. He smiled and placed his hands on your waist. "Sorry I made you wait so long. I just- I don't know." You sigh and look down, Dillon lifted you chin up and pressed his lips to yours. You placed your hands on his torso as your lips harmonised. You slip his shirt off and tug on his bottom lip slightly. He moaned and licked your bottom lip for entrance, you denied and he smiled, "Tease." You pressed your lips onto his again, after a while he deepened the kiss, he was hovering over you. You took things slow for too long, this was beginning to grow awkward. You had decided to ease into things earlier, but now, you weren't so sure. You just went for it by unbuckling his jeans and sliding them off of him. He kicked them off his feet and threw them across the room, you both heard a "Hey" as calling you out. Dillon peered over the back of the couch and into the kitchen, Taylor was standing there, Dillon had threw his jeans onto Taylor. You sighed and watched as Taylor rummaged through your fridge, he found what he was looking for and left you house. "How was he in here?" You ask Dillon, regretting it the moment you asked. He smiled sheepishly, "I gave him a key." You sighed and went upstairs to change. After you were finished, You came back down and sat on Dillon's lap again. "Are we going to finish what we started?" He asked and you shrugged, "Maybe later."