Magcon Imagines & Preferences

Good Boy | Dillon Rupp Imagine

The sound of snow dropping down from your rooftop made you snap out of your daydreams. You took a look at the time. 6pm - jumping up from the couch, you squealed in excitement. It was finally time to start getting ready for the Christmas party your friends were throwing. It was a tradition you would never miss. Dillon on the other hand didn't seem too interested.

"Babe you know this is important for me" "I know, I know.. not just really my type of thing" he explained apologizing. You sighed and made your way towards the bedroom, hearing his footstep right after yours.

Taking a seat on the chair next to your desk, you started getting ready. You could hear Dillon groaning uncomfortably on the edge of the bed where he was sitting. "How long will we be there?" "Just a couple of hours, it'll go by fast".

"I'd rather stay home with you. I know you're going to disappear the minute we get there and I'll be left alone" he confessed. "Baby boy, I won't leave you alone, I promise. We can do whatever you want when we get back".

He threw a smirk at you, got up and came closer. His warm hand rested on your shoulder as he watched you. You raised your brow at him, questioning his actions. In no time you felt his soft lips on the back of your neck. A tingling sensation rushed down, and a shy smile played on your lips. You'd never get used to his touch.

You did everything to resist the urge to tilt your head, giving him the perfect access. "You know you want to.." he cooed whilst moving to nibble your earlobe. Your whole body shivered and he smirked wickedly, knowing just how good he made you feel.

"Baby, w-we don't have time for this" you sighed, cupping his cheek and pushing him back a little. "They won't mind if we'll be a little late". You shook your head and bit down on your lip as his eyes scanned you. "Let's just stay home and fuck" he suggested, also biting his lip while tugging your hair behind your ear. You let out a laugh at his honesty.

"Be a good boy and wait for a few hours, I know you can do it" "Don't you like me being a bad boy?" "I do like you as a bad boy, you know that, but I also love the good boy you can be" you stated with a smirk. You could see the lust in his eyes as he threw his head back a little. "So a good boy then, huh? Just for you baby".

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After agreeing on going, he did act like a good boy. You both had more than fun you would have imagined, and the night had come to the point where everyone hit the dance floor. You jumped up and down, swaying your hips. Running your hands though your hair, you smirked at Dillon who was leaning on the door frame, watching your moves intensively. You laughed out loud as you danced with your best friends.

After the beat of the song slowed down a little, you motioned Dillon to join you. He came up to you, placing his hands on your waist. "Having fun, babe?" he asked teasingly, knowing exactly how much you were enjoying yourself. You moved your hips in sync with his and reached back to pull him even closer. He breathed heavily against your neck, making you smile proudly since this time you were making him good by the way you grinded your hips against his.

After a while of teasing him on the dance floor, you could hear him getting impatient. He grabbed your waist roughly closer to his. "Wanna get out of here?" he asked, breath hitching. You took his hand and started making your way trough the people, quickly before anyone could stop you and ask where you were headed.

You both sat down on your seats, but deciding to waste no time you moved to straddle his hips. He groaned as your finger traced the waistline of his pants. "Get on the backseat" he commanded. You instantly obeyed and he let out a laugh at your eagerness. "What about being a good boy?" he asked teasingly. "Fuck being a good boy" you hissed, attaching your lips hungrily.