Brad S. Imagine: Touch (requested!)
So sorry if this is so super short to the anon that requested this! I’m kinda writing this in the middle of the night (ahaha you see what i did there ;D) because in the morning we will go to the airport and go out of country and i can’t bring this heavy-ass laptop with me. Anyways, i hope you’ll sill enjoy it! Thanks for the request! Xx
You woke up earlier than Y/N, as usual.
You turned to your right and saw her facing away and curled up into a fetus position, hugging an extra pillow on her side. You smiled at the sight. She sleeps so peacefully.
Your hand immediately reached out to her and rubbed the side of her thighs up and down gently. It continued to slide up to her waist, and to her shoulders, and back to her thighs. You were so addicted to her soft and flawless skin that you can’t get enough of it. You felt her twitched and kicked a little that made you chuckle a bit. You went back down to her thighs and slowly, slowly reaching out more to the middle of her thighs. I wish she was awake right now.
And as if she heard me, her body turned to face me and her eyes fluttered open. She noticed you were already awake and gave you a smile.
“Good morning love. Did you have a good sleep?” You asked. Reaching your arm around, you wrapped her waist and pulling her closer to you, closing the space between each other. She lifted up her right hand and rubbing her face a gently, removing the sleep on her eyes. “It was alright, babe. I feel like someone was touching me though.” She spoke. You were literally smirking to yourself on the inside but you acted like you didn’t know, and you acted like you thought that some other man was touching you in her dream. You creased your eyebrows when that was where she already got the hint.
“Oh, no! No, I mean, I mean there w-was a—“ You chuckled, cutting her off. “Don’t worry baby. It was me.” She blushed. “Oh, oh really? What were you doing?”
“Uhm, nothing baby. I was just doing this…” you reached down to her thighs once more and rubbed it slowly. You noticed she already had goosebumps on her skin which made you smile. You were glad that you were the only one that made her feel that way.
Your hand gradually went up more to the inside which made her grab your hand. “Uh uh baby. It’s seven in the morning.” She smirked. You whined playfully. “You’ll have to be more patient, Brad.” She spoke while caressing your left cheek. You leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Sorry baby, I just love touching your skin.” You breathed out.
“Well it’s too early for that love.” She giggled. You made a tsk-tsk sound while shaking your head. “You know what, nothing’s too early baby.” You whispered which you knew sent chills down her spine. You loved what you can only do to her. Before you can lay your hands on her again, she quickly spoke. “Brad, instead of doing this early in the morning, I’d rather have breakfast this early. So don’t mind me cooking breakfast for ourselves.” She smiled playfully while immediately removing the covers from half of her body and standing up, walking straight to the door with a smirk on her face. “Oh and by the way,” she said before twisting the door knob. “I haven’t said this earlier…but, good morning.” She playfully smiled, knowing what she just did to me. She opened the door and walked straight to the kitchen to cook breakfast.
‘Damn it. I thought I had it.’
