Besides the normal "are you okay"/" I love you"/etc
John: Grazing his fingers gently over your hip bones, he looks into your eyes and smiles adoringly. "You're so beautiful... I can't believe you let me in. I'm so lucky."
Paul: The moments after were quiet and peaceful, he wasn't planning on saying much. Actions speak louder than words, right? But when he looked up at you and see the awe struck look on your face, he smirked. "I'm just that good in bed, huh?"
George: "I hope that was special." You understood what he meant. Losing your virginity the way he did was less than ideal. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect for you, and by god it was.
Ringo: His still lusty eyes burned into yours as his hands gently massaged the bottom of your back, the tops of your thighs, or anywhere else he thought would hurt. "Your body is a damm paradise, and I'm so glad I am the only one to go there."
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beatles preferences and imagines
Fanfictionstarring paul, john, ringo and george. stories and scenarios, meant to make you smile. requests are open
