If I Didn’t Have You, I’d Never See the Sun - a David Dobrik Imagine
Thanks for the push, @florenceivy. I am pretty proud of this honestly.
“Today is the day!” he shouts from the shower, while you wiggle your panties down to sit on the toilet a few feet away. “I’m doing it. Today is the day I finally do it. I promise. I’m gonna do it!” he said giving himself a pep talk. “Oh and good morning,” he laughs.
“Good morning to you too,” you groan, finishing your business. “You’ve got it, babe. Go in and show ‘em who’s boss,” you grin to yourself, exiting the bathroom, thinking of the statistic outcome of today.
You’d spent hours upon hours with him in this one dealership downtown. Every time he went in there, he stared at it, stared at it, stared at it, was almost convinced to pull the trigger, then he got shy and left. You pull on some comfortable clothes, an oversized shirt and denim shorts and some comfortable standing shoes while David dried himself off.
“I’m gonna do it!” he says walking out of the bathroom and coming to tackle you on the bed. Both of you giggle as he covers you in more kisses than you could ever repay him for.
“I believe in you, honey,” you say looking into his bright eyes, illuminated by the sunlight streaming in through the sheer curtains. You peck him on the lips before he pushes himself up to get dressed. In no time, you’re heading out the door, into the Tesla, and you’re on your way to the dealership, again.
“I can’t believe it,” you whispered to yourself, hopping in the drivers seat of the Tesla. You hear a roar from beside you, and look at your smiling, unbelievably happy boyfriend. Rolling down the window, you blow him some kisses.
“You ready?” he grins from ear to ear.
“No! I forgot something!” you say slinging the door open to run to his side. “Be careful, David. I love you, but have fun,” with a light kiss to his lips. He grabs your wrist and pulls you down for another kiss, this one much harder and much more intense.
“I love you, babe. I will be careful,” he whispers and kisses you hard again. With a wink, he lets you go, so you can go back to his house.
“So? Did they like it?” you smile at him as he walks through the door, you pulling dinner out of the oven.
“They did,” he says, his smile not meeting his eyes as he fixes himself a plate of dinner.
“What’s wrong?” you nudge him with your elbow.
“Everyone is so happy about it, but you,” he stops putting food on his plate and searching your face for an answer.
“Babe, I am happy,” you put your plate down and grab his hands. “Babe, I am so over the moon about you finally having that car. I mostly care that you’re safe. You always treat everyone else, David. You deserve that car, and I want you to know that. I need you to be safe, though,” you say and place kisses to his knuckles over and over, waiting for a reaction. Eventually, he does reply.
“Baby, I will always be safe. You matter most to me, Y/N,” he says with a smile and a swift kiss to the forehead. “Plus, I don’t need to wreck that car, because I see us being a little wild with it tonight,” he smirks giving your hands a tight pull so you stumble into his arms. You burst into giggles at the clumsiness as his hands roam down your body and pat your butt rhythmically. “How does that sound, baby?”
Seductively looking down at his lips, you offer him a smirk. “Oh yeah? Are you gonna take me for a ride after dinner?” He wiggles his eyebrows at me and takes off to the table with his dinner plate and you can’t wait to find out what he means.
I think it took us a little too long to eat, though we were practically swallowing the food whole. Soon we are up and heading out into the Ferrari. David throws a suspicious tote bag in the back compartment and rushed to hold on to my waist as he opens the beautifully crafted door for me. The smell still intoxicates me, though I’ve sat in it several times over the past weeks. “So, where to?” I ask.
“I have a special spot in mind,” he says, making no big deal.
“Oh—Kay,” with a roar of the engine, we’re off in the night. The whole ride I’m practically beaming at the excitement and emotion of David finally making his purchase. He grabs my hand and rests them on the center console. Every few minutes he will give me a squeeze and a kiss my hand. Soon we are pulling around a curvy road, and I know where we are. “Oh, fancy,” I say as we pull up behind the Hollywood sign overlooking the city. He parks in a dark part and pulls out a couple lanterns from his bag of tricks.
“Hold, please,” he smiles, spreading a large blanket on the hood and placing the lanterns on top.
“David, we are not about to cuddle on top of your brand new Ferrari,” you gasp.
“Babe, it’s fine. We’re safe. The car will be fine, plus, that’s why I brought the blanket,” he smirks and scoots on top of it, holding his hand out for you to join him. You huff and climb into his arms.
It takes a nanosecond for him to kiss you and hold you close to him. His arms are wrapped around your back and he kneads little circles into it before moving his lips further down. “Mm, babe,” you exhale, arching your chest into him. He leaves little nipping bites as he pushes your shirt up and over your head. The separation is too far for you, so your hands run in his hard and you bring his lips back to your body. He chuckles at how needy you are. You tug at his hair and fumble your hands down to bring his shirt off too. The feeling of his smooth skin against yours in the LA air has you melting at the touch. He kisses back up to your lips before sticking a hand down your shorts to rub you softly. One hand is in his luscious hair while the other hand grips his lower back and goes down to rest on his bare ass, giving him a little rub just the way he likes. His leg moves to prop him up over you a little, and he removes his hand to come and unbutton your denim shorts. You lift your hips as he bites and sucks on your lower lip, eliciting a little giggley moan from both of you. You hand works it’s was around to his front and you’re unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down his hips, leaving his boxers still on his hips. Your hand cups his length and palms him firmly.
“I can’t believe we’re fucking on my Ferrari,” he says in your mouth. “This is a dream come true,” he laughs as you pull his length out of his boxers. It takes him no time to open your legs wide, pull your slick panties to the side and thrust in deeply. Both of you are speechless, knowing how easy it would be to get caught. His hand winds its way in your hair and he props your neck up so it’s more comfortable for you. “I love you so much,” he moans with a slow pulling out and thrust back into you.
“I love you, fuck,” you groan back before biting your lip to keep from screaming out at the slow passionate, torture. He leaves little bite marks and hickeys all over your chest as he continues thrusting in and out slowly. It feels so good to take your time. Both of you enjoy staring in one another’s eyes, drinking in all the love between you. “I’m so in love with you, I just want you safe,” you say with a small tear escaping.
“You keep me safe, y/n. You’ll always keep me safe,” he moans pressing a hard kiss to your lips. He stills his hips before lying next to you, and pulling you on top of him. You straddle his waist and put his cock back in you before you grind down hard on him and pull back up quickly. The new pace pushes all the air out of both of your lungs.
“Fuck,” you moan and squeeze your left breast, still grinding up and down on his cock. He pushes his legs up, bents at the knee for more support and a different angle. He grabs your right hand in his, intertwining your fingers, as both of you ride up to your highs. “David, I’m gonna,” you say before all the air is out of your lungs again.
“Fucking cum, baby,” he groans, his hips thrusting up into you. Your hand squeezes his and the way he squeezes back in response makes your clench around him. With a couple more thrusts you both reach your climaxes and it’s euphoric. The light headedness, the stars, and the pulsing between your legs almost makes you pass out as your orgasms wreck both of your bodies.
A few minutes later it’s just a girl and a guy, cuddling in a Ferrari, he kisses her head. She comes to his side and wraps them up in the blanket. “We’re safe. So safe,” you mumble as the sun rises around you.
“I swear, if I didn’t have you to keep me being crazy, I’d never see the moon and the stars.”
“If I didn’t have you to keep me safe, I’d never see the sun again,” he smiles and breathes in your hair.
Content, you both fall asleep, living the dream.
