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I m a g i n e [ # 60 ] : Your boyfriend, Finn coming over in the middle of the night to get away from his house and to have his way with you.. ;)

! W a r n i n g ! : some detailed smut ahead..
↳ so if you don't like this type of stuff/topic, then feel free to tap out ;)

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Word Count: 2407

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❝ 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫? ❞

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finn was the stereotypical rich kid with a parent that owns a business that makes millions of dollars a year.

he was the school jock, he was popular, he smoked, he drank, he was hot.
he was snarky and sarcastic, but deep down, like any person, he had feelings of his own.

but his life wasn't as glamorous as people were led to believe, and only had a stuck up mother who cared more about the price of her makeup than whether or not her kids ate dinner.

it was night much like tonight.

"remember, the wolfhard banquet for the enterprise is going to be held tomorrow night at 8:30. i expect you both to be dressed appropriately and on time."

finn rolled his eyes and scoffed at his mother's dry demands as she stared narrowly at nick and him at the table—their forks making clinks against the glass china dinner plates.

"mom, the homecoming game is tomorrow. you said you would be there to watch me play and to make the donations for the dance—.."

finn tried to defend his plans for the next day, as it was of the upmost importance that he played in the game tomorrow night.

his mother merely shook her head in denial.

"no, no. i never said that, and even if i did, i would hope you know where your priorities lie. they should lie with the company."
his mother had such a prestigious tone to her voice as she held a high view of herself, making both her sons cringe.

she got up abruptly from her chair to bring her plate to the sing to rinse right by the kitchen table.

"really? you're really gonna make me miss my game for a fucking banquet?"
finn was pissed. frankly, he was tired of his mother's careless attitude, as if she were a teenager.

she ignored him, continuing her work of washing the dish she used with a sponge.
her silence made finn bite the inside of his cheek and irritatedly tap his foot.

"what if you had to choose between money and your kid's dream?"

he was hurt, he was irritated he was frustrated.
he felt that he could never rely on his mother, and he was correct.
"i already know what you would fucking choose !"

"take it easy—.."
nick tried to warn his brother to take it down a notch, but not before he was cut short by his mother.

this time, his mother reacted by abruptly aggressively splashing the water in the sink before turning her head to give finn an aggravated look.

"i will not have that talk of filth in my house !"
she sounded offended, yet not enough to deny finn's claim that she knew what she would pick.

she didn't need her son to stand up to her, but that's exactly what he felt he needed to do.

finn seethed with pent up anger, looking down at his plate to contemplate on what to do next before he huffed with a dry laugh.

"alright, i'm going out."
he stated, roughly standing up from his chair and walking over to the counter where the keys were for his car.

"where are you going?"
his mom seemed irritated but not enough to stop him.

"i said i'm going out," finn brushed past his mother before stopping and looking her in the eye with defiance to say, "need me to pick up some new batteries for your vibrator?"

his snark was one of the many ways he could get under his mother's skin.
he was undoubtedly upset with his mother, and making her feeling embarrassed seemed like the right move.
without another word from his mother, he smirked angrily and walked out of the house to get into his car before backing out of the driveway.

it was at your house with you that he found comfort the most—where he could distract himself from the inevitable fact that he would have inherit the Wolfhard Enterprises one day too soon.

he parked his car on the side of the street before shutting his creaky door and walking up your driveway in the breezy night air.
he looked up towards your window, and smiled with relief that your light was on through the curtains.

he hopped on top of your trash cans before climbing onto your garage roof that linked your your window.
he crouched next to your window, knocking three times gently so that only you could hear it.

he kept looking over his shoulders from the roof, thinking that someway somehow, his mother or nick would be searching for him.

he turned his attention back to the clicking of the window as you unlocked the window to open it and reveal yourself as the breeze from the outside blew to your face.

the moonlight perfectly illuminated your face, giving finn chills as he saw you in your seductive silk nightgown that you lounged around in.

"finn? what's wrong?"
your voice and face of concern warmed finn's heart as he knew that at least one person cared for him, and it was his girlfriend : you.

without a word, he reached through the window to engulf you in a hug, desperately clinging to your robe as he buried his face in your shoulder.

"babe—come on, come inside."
you helped finn through the window, only to watch him stumble inside with you balance and then tackle you into a hug again.

his face buried into your shoulder as he clenched a fistful of your robe in his hands, needed some sense of stability.

he sighed shakily as he teared up, and when you felt him shuttering, you ran your hand through his hair in an attempt to calm him.

it was one caused from many years of being alone in almost everything he did, and he finally found a chance to express his feelings.

he needed you. he needed not only your comfort, but you.

you two pulled apart so you could hold his face in your hands, stroking his cheek as you looked up into his hurt eyes.
but once he looked down at you, his grief soon left him and was replaced by another emotion.
the sight of you in your nightgown in the moonlight was absolutely breathtaking to him.

you noticed his eyes diffuse the look of pain, and instead clouded with quite a familiar look.

an insatiable lust for you.

"i had to get away from the house, y/n..because i need you."

his voice was pleading for you, and you could tell what he meant, for you felt the same way.
you needed him too, but you always teased him.

"what do you mean?"
your voice was innocent, just enough to know that it drove him crazy.

it wasn't until finn merely growled before roughly pushing you to lay flat on your back on your bed, a soft giggle erupting from you.

you looked up at finn as he stood in a dominating-like stance by the bed, staring down at you with admiration.

your table side lamp perfectly illuminated his chiseled features.
he hovered over you, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss of intimate passion that you both had for each other.

he trailed his hands down to the sash that tied your robe shut, and pull the strings to expose your bare body all at once.

his tongue found his way into the kiss, both of you exploring each other in a fit of dominance, ultimately, ending in you giving yourself entirely to finn's access.

your hands tugged at the hem of his black muscle shirt before you slid it effortlessly over his head to reveal his toned chest.

he dove and trailed his lips down your neck and to your abdomen, enjoying the way your sweet moans echoed quietly in your room.

your hand became entangled in his dark curls the lower his lips got before he lifted your leg to kiss the inside of your thigh hungrily—eagerly watching with his lustful brown eyes as you arched your back in pleasure.

his lips crashed into yours as quick as they left your thigh, his hips subconsciously grinding against your core that needed him so
badly—almost as badly as he needed you.

"i need you, y/n.."
finn barely could make sentences as he huffed while he kissed you, his words' heavy breath blowing upon your swollen lips.

he pulled away reluctantly from your lips with a smack and stood up at the bedside to look down hungrily at your breathless and named form while he unbuttoned his jeans.

his jeans slid effortlessly to his ankles, leaving him only in boxers to where you could see his bulging member quite prominently.

and with a quick pull down of his boxers, you two were completely bare to each other.

"i need you now."
he groaned, giving you a look of permission before you nodded, allowing him to forcefully spread your legs apart to him.

you knew this is what finn needed.
he needed to feel in control of something because he was constantly being controlled by his mother.

and you were what he controlled tonight.

finn ran a hand through his curls before looking down at you a smirk, earning a giggle from you before he dove down to engulf your lips in a fiery kiss once more.

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it wasn't until you felt finn enter you suddenly that you couldn't help but let out a deep moan, no doubt stirring your parents if they had been home, but it was a good thing they were were at a dinner party.

finn created a rhythm as he ducked his head in the crook of your neck, his heavy breaths sending chills down your spine as your legs wrapped around his waist.

your hands gripped his back the closer you approached your climax, feeling his member perfectly brush every bundle of nerves inside you as well as another set of friction outside.

finn took this moment to cherish you, to cherish the way you felt, the way you tasted, the way you smelled, the way you looked.

his hips grew into a pulsating rhythm that had you clawing at his back, your hands trailing down to rest on his bare ass that fit in the palms of your hands.

"fuck.."
finn panted and growled into your neck, placing hickeys all along your collarbone.

you enjoyed hearing finn's low guttural moans emit from the depths of his throat, his adam's apple bobbing with every husky moan he growled into your mouth as he kissed you.

the sounds of bare, hot, sweaty skin slapping against each other along with the headboard squeaking and hitting the wall echoed through the quiet night air, your moans mixing with finn's.

time seemed to slow as you both rapidly approached your climaxes to the point where every sense was heightened.

you could feel the way finn's hands gripped your hips as his own collided with yours.

finn could feel the way you cupped his ass in a possessive way, when really he was the one in control.

you could feel the way his moans were breathed onto your neck, the way your name spilled from his lips like sweet honey.

it wasn't until you felt finn's member twitch inside of your bundled nerves did you both climax at once, your core tightening while you were both overwhelmed with complete ecstasy.

finn's head dug into your shoulder, his teeth biting down pleasurably into your skin as his orgasmic guttural moans turned into gruff, husky groans and pants while his thrusts grew sloppier.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you scratched at finn's back while your sweet moans bounced off the walls of the
room—earning a proud smirk from finn as his curls tickled your neck as you both rode out your highs.

with a huff, finn rolled off your hips and onto his back in the spot next to you on your bed, both of you just looking up at the ceiling while trying to catch your breath.

you both let it soak in, leaving your core pulsating and finn's member without your warmth.
just that feeling of being connected in such an intimate way was one of the craziest parts of being in a relationship with finn.

the window to your room was still open, and you could hear the sounds of the midnight crickets chirping their symphonic melodies just outside your house, making you turn onto to your side to face finn.

he had his hands tucked underneath his head as he stared at the ceiling, the only thing covering either of your bare bodies up was the thin satiny sheet of your bed.

you delicately traced infinite figure eights on finn's chest while he stared at you intently with such admiration before he wrapped both his arms around your waist to snuggle closer into him, just enjoying the presence you provided him.

it was moments like these when you two would just bask in each other's presence that really solidified and strengthened the bond of your relationship with finn.
this was when he needed you most to cope with stresses from home, and you always supported him.

you were one of the only people that cared about him, and you were the only person he really loved.

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a/n : surprise, surprise, it's a SMUT.

sorry that was kinda a sporadic, I just had this idea and ran crazily with it lmao.

ALSO : if you actually got the Roman Godfrey references, you're awesome, and got good taste in shows ;)

hope y'all enjoyed this 1 anniversary special imagine i brewed up quickly for y'all.

HAPPY 1st YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO THIS FW IMAGINES BOOK !!!

thanks for all the continued love and support !

much love,

kay..