dead poets society imagines

Truth or Dare with Charlie

Ps - this one gets a little steamy. Not NSFW, just steamy 🔥🔥

You and Charlie just finished a reading project for English together. Little did you know, Charlie was hiding a pretty big crush on you and really didn't want to leave your room. So he suggested a game of truth or dare when you were both sitting on your bed.
"Hey do you want to do something?" he asked you.
"Do what?" you said, head in another random assignment.
"Play a game."
"What kind of game?" you say, actually curious enough to look at him in confusion.
"Truth or dare," he said, a smirk growing on his face.
"Ugh fine," you reply. Although, you did secretly want to know him better.
"Okay okay truth or dare Y/N"
"Hmm... truth."
"Do you have you eyes on anyone here at Hell-ton???"
"Not really," you lied, "Truth or Dare Dalton."
"Dare."
Wow, you thought, the possibilities are endless there. I really want to dare him to kiss me but that would be too much right now. He's just so close to me...
"I dare you to..." you tap your pencil to your head lightly, "umm..." he looked at you patiently.
"I dare you to take off your pants!" you laugh.
"What?" he was laughing to.
"Yep that's all I could think of." Another lie.
"Well you know we're gonna get in trouble if anyone finds us," he says as he goes to the door to lock it.
"Good idea," you laugh again at this whole situation.
You sat on your bed, watching Charlie undo his belt and take off his pants to reveal his boxers.
"Well that really escalated quickly," he said as he sat on your bed again.
"Shouldn't have picked dare, Dalton."
"Truth or dare, Y/L/N."
"Truth," you say again.
"Nuh-uh you gotta do a dare the game is truth or dare."
"Yes exactly truth OR dare!"
"Cmon Y/N," he said teasingly.
"Okay okay fine. Dare. You happy?"
"Very. Take off your shirt."
You gasped at him, half jokingly but also half not. You knew this was coming but suddenly felt a little insecure (even though your body is smokin🔥🔥)
"I had this one coming..." you say as you get up to put down the assignment you had on your lap. You start undoing the buttons on your shirt, when Charlie stops you.
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable though," he says with slight worry, thinking he went too far.
"I don't feel uncomfortable," you said unbuttoning the last button and taking off your shirt.
You sat back down, and Charlie was just wide-eyed with shock at your confidence and your beauty.
"Okay Dalton, truth or dare?" you said.
"Truth," he said as he gazed at you adoringly.
"Okay um..." you look down as if trying to find inspiration. Then you remember you're not wearing a shirt. You look up at say, "What do you want to do to me right now?" A smirk formed on your face as you said it.
Charlie just looks completely taken aback by your seductiveness. He did not think you were going to be the one leading this Truth or Dare game.
"I want to kiss you," he said looking desperately into your eyes.
The thing was, he was sitting against the wall at the end of your bed. You were sitting on the pillow side of your bed against the wall. The only way you could see yourselves kissing is if he was hovering over you. But you were okay with that.
"Then kiss me."
"What?"
"I. dare. you. to kiss me," you say, taking even more control of the situation.
"That's not how the game works," he said seductively.
"I don't care," you said as you pulled him to be hovering over you on your bed.
"Kiss me," you said innocently.
His hands were beside your head, not wanting to make you uncomfortable with unwanted touching. He leaned his head down towards yours and kissed you surprisingly softly.
Your hands were in his hair and you felt so safe with him there.
You pulled away from his lips and said, "You know you can touch me."
"Oh okay," he said relieved.
He must've been fighting an incredible urge to touch you because as soon as his hands touched your waist his kisses became fiery and passionate, like he had to have you. You craved the feeling of his hands against your bare skin, and you got it. It was like ecstasy, being with him like this.
He begun to kiss your neck and you just knew you needed more of him. As one of your hands held his head against your neck, your other hand guided his hand to hold your leg underneath your skirt.
"Someone really likes truth or dare," he says smiling against your neck.

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A/N: Ahaha hoped you liked that one! Votes & comments are greatly appreciated :) Let me know if you liked it & if you want to see more of stuff like this