5sos Preferences/imagines

Bad Girls. Michael Clifford #2

Me and Delilah just got our tattoos done, me getting a black band on my arm and Del getting a medium sized tattoo on her collar bone reading 'good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught, I got caught,' It was a good tattoo for her considering her personality and behaviour. Me and Delilah decided to just go back to school, their was two hours and 42 minutes left of school. We both walked in to English and everybody looked shocked, the school nerd and the school's bad girl, walking into class, hand in hand.

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Later that day I took Del to my house, we got some soda and a snickers each. "So why do want me to your girlfriend anyway?" Del asked, "why do you think?" I asked, "erm, I don't know Michael," Delilah frowned, she stood going to my bedroom door, opening it. I stood up just as fast and shut the door, she flinched as if I was going to punch her. "take a guess," I seethed, "maybe because of my school status, you want to be a part of the more popular crowd because all you are is the school nerd," Delilah suggested. "oh is that so, is there anything else your keeping from me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows, "your too nice to be a bad boy, your nothing like Luke, he's mean, like mean girls level and your too gentle," Delilah spat. I gripped her waist as tight as I could and threw her on the bed, she screamed and I locked the door. "why do you think I have a lock on my door?" I asked, "because you game and you don't want your mum walking in?" She questioned.

"wrong answer kitten," I smirked, pulling her shoes off, "I have a lock because I don't want my mum walking in on anything she doesn't want to see," I said, pulling on the waistband of her leggings, ridding her off them in seconds. "your so sexy Mikey," Delilah groaned, "shh," I whispered in her ear, leaving kisses down her neck, she moaned when I found her sweet spot. Her hips simultaneously bucked forwards, I gripped her love handles, pushing them towards the bed, digging my fingers in, leaving my mark. "ugh, fuck me," Del groaned, "that's what I intend to do," I smirked, her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my face down to hers, our lips meeting. "and now, you get no more moments of control, Baby, you should have waited for that kiss," I smirked, Delilah groaned and put her hands down at her sides, she knew exactly how this worked.

I gripped her shirt and pulled it over her head, followed by the unclipping of her bra, I had seen her boobs so many times before yet they still amazed me. I bent down slightly and reached under my bed, pulling out a box, from the box I pulled some handcuffs. Her eyes widened and then she smirked, putting her arms up voluntarily for me, "your such a dirty little slut," I smirked, "you know it," She licked her lips as she said it. She just wasn't afraid, was she? This, is why I asked her to be my girlfriend. I hand cuffed her wrists together, behind her back. She smirked at me and then i pulled off her thongs, I wasn't even going to think about myself, only in pleasuring her.

"Mikey, please, I need you," she moaned, I placed my hand over her mouth.

"Be quiet," I whispered.

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"That was the best yet," I panted, smiling at her, she nodded and curled into my chest.

"Thanks for this Mikey, I've had a good day today," she smiled, slowly drifting off.