You straddled his hips as he kissed your lips. (lmao that rhymed)
You arched into him as his lips pressed against the top of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your forehead against his.
You pushed him back on the bed, your lips finding his neck. He pushed you beside him before hovering over you.
His hand moved down your arm and you could feel them shaking.
"You're shaking." You said, pulling away from his kiss.
"Uh, I'm really nervous." He chuckled softly.
"Me too." You smiled softly before pressing your lips back against his.
You thumbs brushed over his eyebrows as he looked into your eyes.
"I love you so much." He smiled softly, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip.
You pressed your lips against his before straddling him again.
"I love you too, Dave." You said against his lips.
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do guys just automatically think they can play me when they meet me or?
So fucking tired of being played and let down.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines (Book 2)
FanfictionThese are imagines with characters that Dylan O'Brien has played. Such as, Stuart Twombly, Stiles Stilinski, Dave Hodgman, Thomas, AND HIMSELF. I'm gonna warn you that most of them are Stiles but- Book One: https://www.wattpad.com/story/58871050-dy...
