MB Imagines ♥ (Freaky & Romantic)

Princeton Imagine.

You're going to meet Prince at mexican day festival to spend the day together. You look around to see everybody dancing and having the time of their lives. You see showgirls, stilt walkers and random people eating god know's what. The loud latin bass pounds into your ear drum as you try to squish through people. After fighting your way through everybody, you find a nice bench where you can sit and watch all the scenery. You slightly smiled as you watched little babies dance around with each other. Suddenly, it became pitch black. "Guess who?" a deep voice whispered in your ear. You knew that voice anywhere. "Prince?" you ask excitedly. The hands slowly remove from your eyes. You see his slightly hairy arms around around your shoulders, letting his chin relax on your neck. His lips planted a warm kiss on your cheek. He let his lips drag on your skin as he whispered. "Correct." he huskied above the music. You slightly giggled as he let you go and sat next to you on the bench with a smile. You scanned his whole outfit from heard to toe. He wore a regular black wife beater, with cacky capris with a red bandana wrapped around his head to match his shoes. And for a finishing touch, a white rosary bead to comeplete the look. He bit his lip casually as he stared at you. "Having fun?" he asked semi- loudly, putting his hand over your thigh. You nodded with a smile. "You hungry?" he asks again. Before you could answer, you could feel someone staring at you. You looked in the direction you felt the stares coming from, and saw a group of boys gawking at you like you were a peice of meat. Some were licking their lips, some were biting theirs. You looked down uncomfortably until you realized Prince's leg was on your lap. You felt his lips make contact with your neck, which made you tense up. "Princeton, stop it." you mutter, looking straight ahead as you grit your teeth. He cups your chin and makes you face him. "They need to get the memo that you're mine." he said sternly, looking into your eyes. You couldn't help but blush right after that. He smiled, looking out into the crowd. Everyone was dancing on everybody. He faced you, putting his hands on his knees as he sat. "You wanna dance?" he cooed. You awkwardly shook your head, looking down. "I think you wanna dance." he said in a chuckle. He took your hand, making you stand up as he led you to the crowd. You stopped in your bed, getting nervous. "No. I don't wanna go." you said softly. He took your hand, pulling you closer to him. "c'mon. Don't be shy. No one will judge you. Just pretend it's you and me." he says sincerely in a persuassive tone. You stare at him deciding wether to go or not. His eyebrows slowly raised as his bottom lip popped out of his bottom lip. That was his famous puppy dog face. It got you everytime. "Pwease?" he whimpered, swinging his body from side to side. You had no chice but to give into his cuteness. You hesistantly take his hand and let him lead you to the crowd. He held your hand tight as he continued to lead you. Once you two got to the center, he stood there in front of you. You waited for a second until you heard the music change. Tempted to Touch by rumpee began to blast, making you smile. Prince knew you loved that song, so he used it ti his advantage. He tooks your hands and shook them, idicating you to dance. "Baby, come one." he persuaded. You shook your head. He sighed, chuckling. He pulled you closer to him, making you both body to body. His face was less them 1 inch away from yours. "I'll start you off." he said. You eyed him as he circled you, biting his lip. Once you looked away, you feel his hold you hips from behind. He gently swayed them back and forth as he grinded his mid secction onto your bum. You were shocked by his sudden action. He began to body roll against you. You felt his hands make their way from your hips to your thighs. You could hear his breathing get louder and louder as he went to your ear. "Dance with me." he whispered as he ran his hands down your arms. You could hear grown women screaming and hollering in shock as he danced around you in sexual display. "Dance with him, mamacite! Go on!" one of the women yelled with a smile. Pretty soon, you gave in. He licked his lips as you began to dance with him to the latin beat. He firmly held your waist as you wrapped your arm around the back of his head while you two continued grinding. After the song was over, he spinned your around, making you face to face. he put hid forhead to yours as he continued cheesing. "You were amazing, mi amor." he said. "You're not so bad yourself, papi." you joked, putting your hand on his jaw. You two danced all day after that. I was one of th best days of your life with him. It was definetly a love filled fiesta.