#imaigne

“Thanks Jess,” Perrie said to Jesy. You cleared your throat to announce your presence and Perrie immediately turned around and ran towards you. “Baby!” Happy birthday!”

“Thanks Per,” you said and Perrie peppered your face with kisses. “Hey Jesy.”

“Hey Y/n. Happy birthday,” Jesy said. She was smiling at you and Perrie together. Jesy had known Perrie for a long time and she’d never seen the Geordie take a liking to someone as quickly as she did you.

“Thanks Jesy,” you said, opening your other arm to hug Jesy. Jesy took the bait and hugged you quickly before she left you alone with Perrie. “Thank you for bringing me here so we could spend the day together.”

“Day and night. There’s a hotel room waiting for us with a lovely view,” Perrie said and you raised an eyebrow at her. “It’s gorgeous and far away from us that you can really indulge in all your gifts.”

“Perrie,” you whined and Perrie pressed a kiss to your cheek. “It’s not nice to tease, and you have to be nice to me. It’s my birthday.”

“Oh I’m going to be more than nice to you baby. You’re getting spoiled today, I’m just letting you know that you’ve got some really special gifts,” Perrie purred in your ear. You shuddered and Perrie smirked at you. “Come on, let’s get going.”

“Where are we headed?” you asked and Perrie just shushed you. You pouted for a moment, but then she kissed you. You couldn’t help but be happy when Perrie kissed you. Her lips were so soft and always the perfect amount of sweet. You could taste her lip gloss and hints of whatever tea she had with breakfast. Perrie had requested that she get the day off, so while the girls did a bit of media, you got to monopolize with Perrie time.

“I present to you the best Chinese in the city,” Perrie said as she walked you into a restaurant. It had been delicious, and afterwards, Perrie took you out for a walk around the city. It wasn’t necessarily supposed to be special, but Perrie managed to make it special for you. “Wait here.”

“Perrie, where are you going?” you asked and Perrie walked off towards a flower vendor on the street. She came back with an assortment of roses, alternating white, pink, and red. “These are beautiful, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Perrie said and you kissed her cheek. The two of you kept walking through the streets until she took you back to the hotel where the girls were staying. You got ready for your party there and then Perrie took you to Jade’s nightclub. It had been decorated especially for you and there was a very strict guest list to make sure that nobody who could ruin your night was there.

“Perrie, you really went all out didn’t you?” You looked around the club in awe of everything that had been done. ‘This is perfect, thank you.”

“It’s not finished,” Perrie said and Leigh-Anne brought over a crown. Perrie picked it up and set it gently on your head. She took a bunch of pictures of and with you before a waiter brought over a bottle of champagne. She popped it open and poured two glasses.

“Perrie, you’ve really outdone yourself,” you said and Perrie shrugged it off like it wasn’t a big deal. “Seriously, this means so much, thank you baby.”

“Hey, it’s your birthday and that’s special to me,” Perrie told you. She placed her fingers under your chin and tilted your head towards her. She pressed a soft kiss to your lips before your cake was brought out. Everybody sang to you and then you blew out the candles. A few drinks, some questionable karaoke choices, and a bit of dancing later, and you were on your way to the special hotel room that Perrie booked for you.

Perrie unlocked the door and you immediately had to take a moment to catch your breath. There was a classy, vintage 1920s feeling to everything. You looked up at the chandelier and watched as it sparkled and lit up the room. Perrie lightly tugged your arm to guide you through the room. You walked through a doorway and that was when you saw the bed. It was huge and looked softer than anything you had ever seen in your entire life. Perrie sat you down on the edge of the bed and then climbed onto your lap.

“Close your eyes,” Perrie commanded softly. You closed your eyes and she got off of your lap. You pouted at her in hopes that would get her back on top of you, but she did you one better. You had to wait a couple of seconds before you felt her weight on you again, but when you did, she was considerably warmer than she had been before. You placed your hands on her thighs and felt skin. “Open.”

“Wow,” you breathed out. Perrie had splurged and bought a new lingerie set. It was a sensual, dark red and complimented her skin nicely. Your favorite part of it had to the be stockings if you were completely honest. It wasn’t often that you got to see her in them, so when you did, it was a treat. Perrie pressed her lips to yours in a kiss and you kissed her back. She tightly tugged on your bottom lip with her teeth. You moaned and she slipped her tongue into your mouth.

Perrie kept the kiss going as she lightly guided your body backwards until your back hit the mattress. She sat up after that placed her hand on your stomach. You watched her hand for a moment as she spread her fingers out and then brought them back in, balling up your shirt in the process. You looked up at her and noticed that she had been watching you the entire time. Perrie bit her lip and then started to pull your shirt off. You sat up a bit to help her with the process before laying back down on the bed.

She leaned down and started to kiss your neck. The lower her kisses got, the harder it became to contain your moans. Perrie reached around and unhooked your bra. She gave your now bare torso an appreciative once-over before she leaned down and took one of your nipples into her mouth. She teased it with her tongue before she went to the other to give it the same treatment. Perrie left a trail of sloppy kisses from your breasts down to the waistband of your underwear.

“Are you ready?” Perrie asked and you nodded. She smirked as she slowly unbuttoned your jeans. She grabbed the sides of them just below your hips and tugged them down your legs. She came back up and then hooked her fingers around the sides of your underwear to do the same. Perrie placed her hands on the insides of your thighs, once she had removed your pants and underwear, and spread your legs. “Just lay back and relax for now baby.”

You did as you were told and the reward was monumental. Perrie’s tongue started with slow licks around your entrance. As Perrie’s tongue moved up from your entrance, she replaced the movements of her tongue with her fingers. Perrie continued this teasing of your entrance until she had sucked your clit into her mouth. You squeezed your eyes shut and your back arched off of the bed just as she pushed her middle and ring finger inside of you.

“Perrie, fuck!” you cried out into the hotel room. Perrie was relentless as she pushed her fingers in and out of you. Her mouth never left your clit and you swore that you had never cum so fast in your entire life without a build up. Perrie slowed the pace of her fingers and reduced her efforts on your clit to a slow lapping with her tongue. Perrie slid her fingers out of you completely after you were done with your orgasm and she took a couple of licks at your entrance so she could taste your cum.

Perrie sat back happily and watched you with a content smile on her face. You sat up after a couple moments to collect yourself and pulled her onto your lap. She giggled as you moved her onto her back. She undid the clasp on the front of her bra and you immediately moved in with your mouth. You lathered Perrie’s breasts in kisses before she began to push your head down. You pulled her underwear down and kissed both of her hip bones before you settled in between her legs.

You gave her one last look and bit your lip as you really went in. You kept your tongue on Perrie’s clit like she had kept hers on yours. You did as much there as you could before you moved your mouth down and used your tongue to fuck her. You moved your tongue in and out of her as you rubbed her clit with your fingers. Perrie’s voice carried through the room as she moaned and attempted to form sentences. It was no use though because seconds later, she was nothing except for a screaming, panting mess.

“Y/n!” Perrie’s scream of pleasure echoed off of the walls as she came. You held her as she came. Perrie pulled you up for a kiss and you melted into it. Once she believed you were putty in her hands, she flipped you onto your back and then eagerly moved down in between your legs. 

Perrie dove straight in with her tongue. One of her hands was in yours and the other was holding down your hips. You sort of liked the feeling of being pinned to the bed as Perrie had her way with you. Perrie’s tongue pushed inside of you and you felt your hips stutter. Her slender fingers rubbed tight circles on your clit and you threw your head back in pleasure. It didn’t take very long for her to elicit almost shocking sounds as white-hot waves of pleasure took over your body. You were like a woman possessed, but Perrie didn’t back down until you had been sent from one cyclone of pleasure straight into the next.

“Happy birthday baby,” Perrie said as she kissed your cheek. You turned your head and she gave you a couple of quick pecks on the lips. The last kiss was more intimate and serious. You could taste yourself on her tongue and it mixed well nicely with the natural taste of her lips.

“Thank you,” you said and Perrie kissed the side of your jaw. “For everything, I love you.”

All of this would happen closer to the beginning of their relationship, before they actually began a full on relationship.

Roman was still coping with the fact that he had actual caring feelings for someone and his way of dealing with it was occasionally going AWOL for a bit. He would basically ignore her and pretend she didn’t exist until he realized he was being an idiot and shouldn’t push away the best thing in his life. Since this was at the beginning, before he was actually her boyfriend, she was more tolerant of this type of behaviour. She could tell through the way that he asked her out the first time, that he wasn’t the best at feelings and emotions. She really liked him though, so she put her pride to the side and was beyond understanding  while he figured his own shit out.

Anyways, on a night out together, after one of Roman’s MIA weeks, they sat in a restaurant catching up. Roman was well aware he needed to tread carefully to keep her. He had done this multiple times at this point and knew that if he continued with the way he was acting, Bunny’s patience would soon run out.

Roman loved flirting with Bunny, especially in the early days of their relationship. She would get so obviously flustered and he found it quite the ego boost (not that he needed one). Tonight they were speaking so suggestively that at one point, he couldn’t help but notice just how red her cheeks were. He looked her up and down smugly, “Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” Bunny took a sip of  wine and tilted her head, “Is there a reason you’re staring at me like that?” she asked, only slightly uncomfortable by Roman’s intense and unwavering ogling. “No…” he shook his head, “It’s just”, he leaned in closer to her, “have you always been this beautiful?” She raised her brow and took another sip, “you’re really laying it on thick, aren’t you?” she teased. Roman smirked, “What can I say? I just missed you so much” Bunny snorted and rolled her eyes at him.

The rest of dinner went just like that. Roman showering her in only half sarcastic compliments in an attempt to smooth things over between them and Bunny not fully buying his game but allowing him to continue just because she missed this, and him.

As they were leaving dinner, Roman told her he had a surprise for her. Despite Bunny’s many attempts to get him to tell her what it was, he kept his mouth shut, refusing to give her as much as a hint. After a bit, Roman pulled up to the parking lot of a carnival. The same carnival where they got stuck that night. Bunny looked a him curiously and he just grinned , “Remember when we listed all the places we haven−”

But before he could finish what he was saying, Bunny groaned loudly and interrupted him.

“Oh god, please not the list again. Seriously Roman, when has this list ever worked out for us? Every time some shit happens and−” “But you cum, don’t you?”

As much as she didn’t want to agree, the boy had a point.

The list, for your information, was something they came up with when they were stuck in the ferris wheel. One of the ways they kept themselves entertained for those 2 hours was making a list of other places they never had sex in. It was a pretty achievable list Roman thought, so he made a point to cross a couple off. The problem was that every single time they tried to accomplish anything off it, things never ran smoothly; like the cornfield where they ended up scarring a child for life and almost getting charged with public indecency or on top of the old water tower where Roman thrust into her so hard that the safety pole got loose and they almost fell to their deaths or in the pond in the forest where they saw a bear − they didn’t have much luck with the list okay, but Roman was persistent and next on their list? A haunted house.

Bunny gave him a slightly irritated look before finally agreeing and getting out of the car, “Fine. But I’m only agreeing to this because I haven’t been dicked down in 8 days and I think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t get some soon.”

Roman chuckled but then, as her words sunk in and he stopped in his tracks,  “8 days? I haven’t seen you in 2 weeks”

Bunny mentally cursed herself. When Roman ghosted her again, she got annoyed but after 6 days with no messages, calls or anything? She was straight up pissed. Now, Bunny was never one to sit and mope about a boy or let one consume her whole life so while Roman was handling all of his issues, Bunny went on as she normally would. And then, when she needed a fuck and Roman was still not talking to her? She found someone else.

Was he as hot as Roman?

No.

Was he as good as Roman?

No.

Did she feel the way she felt with Roman when she was with him?

Also no, but he was there and good enough for a hook up so she did it.

Her and Roman weren’t in a relationship and thus had never talked about being exclusive. She didn’t feel guilty about what she did and it wasn’t a secret, but it also wasn’t something she planned on telling the guy she actually liked −  intentionally at least.

“Right, 2 weeks. That’s what I meant.” Bunny hoped that Roman would accept her lie and that they could just move foreword with their plans, but of course that didn’t happen.

“Bullshit”.

“No it’s not”

“Why are you lying to me? I’m not your fucking boyfriend. You can fuck whomever you want.”

Ouch, Bunny thought to herself.

“Fine, I fucked someone else ok?”

Roman bit the inside of his cheek and nodded, “So what, was he some other stranger you met at a club and fucked in an alley? Or did you fuck another billionaire so he’d take you to expensive dinners and trips too?” His words dripped with venom despite his casual tone.

“No, dickhe−”

“ −You make them use a condom when they fuck you? Or do you let them cum in you too?”

“ Yeah, that’s my thing, actually. I find rich guys at clubs, seduce them and then try to get knocked up. That’s been my game plan the entire time. Sorry I didn’t tell you before, I wanted it to be a surprise.” Bunny pushed her stomach out and wrapped her arms around it like an expectant mother would. She turned to face roman and in a mocking voice said, “I’m due in 6 months, it’s yours.”

“Fuck you.”

“Why do you care so much? You said it yourself, you’re not my boyfriend so why does it matter to you who I fuck? − Oh shit, you’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Roman laughed humourlessly at her accusation, “ Jealous? Is that a joke? You’re nothing more to me than some kinky slut who lets me fuck her on demand. If your pussy wasn’t so tight and you required more than a lousy dinner to put out, I would’ve left you on the street like every other whore and never looked back” he spat.

Bunny saw red.

“You’re pathetic, you know that? You pretend to be this big man but you’re really just a fucking teenager so terrified that everyone’s going to leave you, you can’t even admit your feelings. You act so nice on dates and trips and we have such a good time but then whenever shit gets too real you run away with your dick tucked between your legs. You’re such a fucking coward. I can’t believe I wasted so much of my time letting you figure your shit out, you − You know what? Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole. I’m over you and all of your baggage. I’d tell you not to call me, but we both know you’ve already got a gold medal in pretending I don’t exist” Bunny ranted loudly while marching away from him.

The fairgrounds were much too far from home for her to walk, but she didn’t care. She was so sick of his shit and would walk 1000 miles just to prove a point. Her plan, realistically was to call an uber once she was out of sight but Roman didn’t need to know that. Bunny wanted him to physically see her walk out of his life and hoped he marvelled at her ass for the rest of his lonely miserable existence, knowing what he gave up.

Bunny cared for Roman, she really did but the fact that he had the nerve to say such nasty things to her, especially when she did nothing wrong. She wanted to scream at him more. She wanted to yell at the top of her lungs that she was guilty of nothing. He’d ghosted her, once again. She hadn’t seen of heard from him in days. He pretended she didn’t exist, what was she supposed to do? Wait by her phone until he decided to stop being an ass? He wasted space and she gave it to him, he needed to grow up. She stopped herself though, knowing that anything she’d say would fall on deaf ears. Whatever small part of him cared about her clearly didn’t outweigh his disrespect for her and she was finally done.

Although dramatically storming off went well in her head, Bunny forgot about one very important factor − her shoes. Her beautiful expensive shoes that made her ass look fantastic but were insanely uncomfortable and hard to walk in, especially on loose gravel. So, when Bunny took off she was fine for a minute before slipping and falling flat on her face then rolling down into the ditch.

While Roman was beyond pissed at her and didn’t want to give any indication that he cared, her fall looked pretty bad so begrudgingly, he went to check on her.

“Are you hurt?” he called over as he approached her

“No. Not like you actually give a fuck” she grumbled,  mumbling the last part to herself, getting up and dusting herself off.

“Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“They aren’t bruises, they’re rocks” Bunny stated matter of factly, brushing them off her face. Not wanting to cause any further harm to her ego, she tried to continue her dramatic exit only to cry out in pain as she took a step. Of course she managed to  fuck up her ankle, she thought to herself.

Hearing her yelp, Roman instinctively rushed to her side and tried to support her but she pushed him away.

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help, just go”

“I’m not leaving you like this, you can’t even walk …. the last thing I need is for you to get murdered because I left you here all alone, the press would have a field day and I don’t need any more bad PR.” Roman quickly added the last part to save himself from showing his genuine concern over her safety and wellbeing.

Bunny rolled her eyes and imitated him before pushing him away again, trying − and failing − once more to carry on with her journey home.

“Look, let me at least take you to the first aid tent, ok? Then I’ll leave forever and they’ll give you some ice for your ankle and you can do whatever you want.”

The last thing a Bunny wanted to do was spend a single second more with Roman but she knew how stubborn he was and her ankle really did hurt.

“Fine.”

With that, Roman scooped Bunny up into his arms and headed towards the tent.

The walk was awkward and silent. They had both just screamed horrible things to each other and decided to never speak again yet here they were.

When they finally arrived at the first aid tent , they observed that it was just one man by himself. He stood up when he saw Bunny and Roman coming up to him and led them inside the tent, instructing them to tell him what had happened.

Roman had initially intended to drop Bunny off and then leave right away, but there was something about the way the guy − Jordan, according to his name tag − was leering at Bunny that made even Roman feel uncomfortable, so he decided to stick around.

Bunny was too busy focusing on her ankle and didn’t even realize the way Jordan was treating her. To be fair, Bunny was slightly intoxicated and always had trouble realizing when someone was checking her out or making a move. She was always afraid of becoming one of those girls who thought any time anyone spoke to her, it was just because they wanted to get with her. She ended up overcompensating for this so much that it was rare she noticed when someone was actually flirting with her. Bunny knew she was attractive, of course, she just wasn’t snobby about it.

Jordan had her sit on one of the portable gurneys and brought her an ice pack. Despite Roman’s gut instinct, Jordan seemed fine, until he put his hands on Bunny’s shoulders. This act also clued Bunny in on Jordan’s intentions.

“So, does anything else hurt?” He asked, giving her shoulders a light rub.

Just as Bunny was going to threaten to break Jordan’s arms if he didn’t get them off of her, Roman stood up and walked closer. “It’s her ankle that’s fucked up, not her shoulder so I suggest you take your grimy hands off of them.” “hey man”, Jordan raised his arms, “ I’m just making sure she’s okay, head injuries can be sneaky. We wouldn’t want you to have a concussion now, would we?” He asked, placing his hands back on her and giving her shoulders a squeeze and letting his fingers fall much lower than appropriate.

Bunny jerked away from his touch, “Get the fuck off of me, creep.”

Roman grabbed the guy by the collar and held him off the ground, “Apologize to the lady and get the fuck out or I will break every bone in your perverted little body” he growled.

Jordan stuttered out an apology and speed walked back outside.

Roman looked Bunny over, “You okay?”

She nodded, “Yeah, thanks.”

It was quiet for a while until she spoke up again, You didn’t have to do that,you know. I could’ve handled it.”

“I know.”

Bunny nodded again carefully.

Once again, they were surrounded by an awkward silence.

“About what I said before, I should have - well I mean it was partially true and you did kind of deserve it,  but…”, she shook her head. “…I should have said it nicer.”

Roman snorted, “are you seriously apologizing to me right now?”

“Well it’s not really an apology but I guess”

He looked at her incredulously, “I should be apologizing to you. You were right. About everything. I have no right to be jealous and I do push people away and I’m sorry for what I said. It was fucked up and I didn’t mean it and I… I’m an asshole but I’m sorry. I.. I’m new to all of this” he rambled, running a hand through his now disheveled hair.

“I’ve never actually liked a girl before − not like this, not like I like you and I− I’m a really shit guy Bunny and you deserve better. But every time I try to to the right thing and leave you alone, I just can’t stay away. It’s like I’m addicted to you or some shit and−” “Shut up!” Bunny yelled, surprising even her self.

Roman just looked at her.

“You are a dick, and we definitely need to have a proper discussion about all of this later but right now… please, just kiss me already.”

Roman obeyed and kissed her passionately.

Bunny pulled away and grabbed his chin in her palm, looking straight into his eyes she said, “If you ever pull any shit like that again, I’m done Roman, I swear. I will stay out of your life forever and no amount of gifts or apologies will ever bring me back, got it?”

Roman nodded.

The two of them repositioned themselves on the gurney so that she was sitting in-between his legs, leaning on his broad chest, still icing her ankle.

They talked about little things, but mostly they took comfort in each other’s presence, both thankful that things ended up the way they did. After a while, Bunny again broke the silence,

“Roman?”

“hmm?”

“You ever have sex in a first aid tent?”

“No.”

“Me neither.”

That was all the invitation Roman needed. Making sure the coast was clear, he hiked Bunny’s dress up, ready to slip his fingers into her pretty panties that she always wore but to his pleasant surprise, she wasn’t wearing any.

He moaned at the sight of her while Bunny sucked gently on his neck and collar.

Roman ran his fingers up and down her folds, teasing her entrance before tapping her lips. She opened her mouth obediently, sucking his long fingers clean. Roman removed his fingers from her mouth slowly and entered them inside her other opening.

Bunny let out a hiss, throwing her head back into Roman’s chest.

He only got to tease her for a little before she pushed his hands away and scooted down the bed. She turned around and grabbed his belt, taking it off easily she yawned down his briefs and took his whole length into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down until he was nice and hard, occasionally sucking on his balls and licking the tip of his member.

Roman reached for bunny and grabbed her by her waist, moving her so that her core was right above his member. She gripped his cock and ran it between her folds a few times, getting it and herself wetter before finally sinking down on it.

Bunny took his full length into her and continued to ride him, the pair finding each other’s lips as they fucked.

Although it may have started out sweet, the tone quickly changed as Roman grabbed a fistful of Bunny’s hair and pulled.

“That guy ever fuck you as good as I do?”

“No daddy” Bunny moaned out

“That’s what I thought. You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you”

Bunny moaned and Roman grabbed at her hair again, harder this time, “Haven’t you?” he repeated sternly.

“So bad.”

“That’s what I thought. You know what bad girl’s get, don’t you Bunny?”

She nodded and with that, Roman brought his hand down roughly over her left ass cheek.

They continued until they reached their climaxes, first Bunny with Roman following no long after.  

Once they were finished, and Bunny’s ankle was feeling better, Roman turned to her and gave her a soft kiss, “I really did miss you, you know”, he murmured against her plump lips. Bunny nuzzled her nose against his and smiled. “I missed you too.”

“So can we stop talking about feelings and shit now? Because I think I’m going to barf.”

Bunny chucked and tucked a strand a hair behind her ear, “yeah, we can.”

“Thank god. I’m going to check out that haunted house now, go with me?”

“Fine. As long as you hold my hand.”

Roman grimaced but complied with her request anyways, grasping her little hand with his big one

They left the tent, giving Joran nearly identical death glares as they headed towards their original destination.  

The haunted house was more fun than she imagined. Bunny swore she almost saw Roman jump but could never say for sure. After one particularly unexpected ‘monster’ jumped out at them, Roman grabbed onto her arm for a second. Bunny turned to him and laughed, “scared Godfrey?”

“Yeah, terrified. Actually, If you don’t hug me right now I think I just might fall apart” His words dripped with sarcasm but Bunny gripped onto him tighter anyways. She’d almost lost him once tonight and she wasn’t going to let it happen again.

“ Hey Bunny?”

“yeah?”

“Do you think it would be too ambitious of us to cross two things off our list tonight?” he whispered.

“Not at all”

With that, Roman pulled her into an empty room where they could accomplish what he originally intended to do tonight.