?lite | Imagines

A/N: In this imagine Ander is straight.

This imagine contains explicit sexual content.

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To say you had a terrible day was an understatement. You woke up late and didn't have time for breakfast, you couldn't pay attention in class, you fought with your boyfriend, the next day you had a test and you couldn't focus on studying. You kept thinking about Ander and the argument you had: he got mad because Valerio had flirted with you all day at school and you had laughed at some of his jokes and lame pick up lines. In your opinion, his attempts were harmless since you only had eyes for the other curly boy.

You were cranky and some angry tears slid down your face. You threw your book across the room and shut you eyes, furiously shaking your head. Then you took a deep breath, put on your shoes and left the house.

It took about half an hour to walk there, because you stopped lots of times wondering if you're doing the right thing and what would you say to him. When you got there you ringed the bell twice but no one answered, so you decided to take a look in the backyard. Your pace slowed as you saw him leaning on the wooden house in the garden, cigarette in hand. He was as handsome as ever, his jaw sharper every time he blew out the smoke. As you climbed the few steps his gaze stayed on you but he didn't say anything. You took the cigarette from him and brought it to your lips, taking a big puff, your eyes never leaving his. You took another puff then threw the cigarette away. He noticed your shallow breaths and cupped your cheek with his hand, slowly caressing you with his thumb. You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

When you opened your eyes he was closer to you. You tilted your head and his lips met yours halway. As he pulled you closer by the waist, your arms went around his neck, and his other hand travelled from your cheek into your hair. Your tongues tasted each other like it was the very first time. You felt his bulge harden and you arched your back, gaining a grunt from him. In a matter of seconds his hands were on your thighs and he pulled you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and had to break the kiss because you were out of breath. Without letting you down he headed for his room.

"Your mum?" You asked while peppering his jaw with wet kisses.

"On a date, shouldn't be home soon."

He lowered you on the bed, hovering above you, and kissed you once again. Then he attacked your neck, kissing and biting and sucking, grinding on you all the while.

"Ander," you moaned, needing to feel him inside you already.

"Let me make it up to you," he said, staring into your eyes and slinding his hand into your trousers. He touched you with the tips of his fingers and smirked as he felt your wetness. You felt yourself twich just at the sight of your lustful boyfriend. He stroked your clit, making you shiver, then pushed a finger inside of you, curling it. Your back arched and your eyes closed. He added another finger, pushing in painfully slow. He was enjoying seeing you trembling under him.

"Harder..." you moaned in between sharp breaths.

With a swift motion he got rid of your trousers and panties, then thrust his fingers back inside you, pulling out and pushing in at an increasing pace this time. When he begun nibbling and sucking your clit, you gripped his hair, moaning loudly. You felt the familiar knot build inside your belly and you bit your lower lip hard. You slammed your hands over your mouth suppressing the scream as you came hard. Ander pulled out his fingers but kept on sucking and licking until your orgasm rode out. You kept your eyes closed and tried steadying your breath; meanwhile Ander got undressed. Only when you sensed his hard dick press upon your sensitive crotch, you opened your eyes. You were met with the brown ones that you were in love with.

"Don't hold back, I want to hear you scream my name," he kissed you, not giving you a chance to reply.

Your hands roamed all over his body, tracing the features that you knew by heart. He slid the tip of his dick up and down between your folds, then with one deep thrust penetrated you. It was such an unexpected move, that you tossed your head back, arched your back and gasped. Ander stood still, waiting for your nod to start moving. When it took slightly longer than usual, his brows furrowed with worry. He usually let you adjust to his size, thrusting slowly and gradually deeper. But this time with one hard thrust he pushed the whole lenght of his dick inside you.

"Y/n?" He searched your eyes for any sign, fearing he had hurt you.

You smiled and nodded,  then seeing him unconvinced, you took his face in your hands, "You just took me by surprise, that's all."

You pecked his lips and then he started to set a pace: pulling almost all out slowly, then pushing hard and deep inside. And with each thrust he stretched out a sentence, "You. Belong. To. Me! No one. Can. Touch. You. Talk. To you. Or even. Smile. At you! You. Are. Mine. Mine!"

You had never seen Ander so possessive of you. Yes, he got jealous like everyone else, but he had never acted that way. Anyway you didn't mind at all. He was extremely sexy and with every thrust he was hitting your g spot, causing you to cling to him harder, leaving marks as your nails scratched his back. A couple more thrusts and he came inside you, stroking hard your clit with his thumb. You felt the hot liquid fill you at the same time the ecstasy burst through you again, and you came seconds after him screaming his name. He rolled over and you both listened to yourselves panting.

"If I knew we'd have such intense sex I would have made you jealous a long time ago," you laughed and curled at his side, "and just so you know, I am yours baby. Only yours."