What have you got to lose?
I'm Imogen Moreno. Degrassi student. 17 years of age. Cat lover and keen observer. I have the best boyfriend ever, and don't try to worm your way in.
I'm Imogen Moreno. join join join join.
I need a Clare to make drama with
and Eli or Jake or Sav OR JUST SOMEONE TO LOVE ;_;
wouldbecoolifyouwereactuallyhot:
twilight fanfic…
Over exposure to fandoms….
well shit
what a way to go
…chicken nugget…
TAVROS
mountain dew code red
… I blame my brother
Overexposure to fandoms
…
ACCURATE
sex
HOW
Twilight Fanfiction. Why the hell would I even be reading it?
The wrong pill…welp looks like I’m taking liquid medicine for now on~
Unable to spell apple.
well…|: no one make me spell apple.
Eli watched as Imogen practically squirmed beneath him; which was enough for him to give into her. “Your wish is my command.” he said with a smirk, lowering his boxers and connecting his lips with hers. He took his member in his hand and teased her entrance before finally thrusting into her. The feeling was so heavenly, something he wish he’d could feel all the time. He didn’t bother going easy on her, so he was practically ramming into the girl.
Imogen’s nails dug into the boys flesh as she felt him ram into her. The feeling was pure ecstasy. “Oh my god.” She whimpered, clinging to him as she lifted her hips to meet his. Her lips fumbled against his collar bone, kissing and nipping, leaving small marks. The scent of him was strong now as he hovered above her, thrusting into her. “Oh Eli.” She moaned against his flesh, feeling her walls clench around him.
Eli moved his body with Imogen’s as she undressed him. He cocked an eyebrow at her words. “Really? How much do you need me, Im?” he asked as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. He pulled her panties down slowly, discarding them once they were around her ankles. He roughly grinded his hips against hers teasingly, knowing the simple gesture would drive her absolutely insane.
Imogen knew that he knew what he was doing by now. She pushed his bottoms off completely and then met his lips with hers. Pulling away slightly, she went to speak, “Elijah, I need you so bad.” She whimpered, her hands grabbing at his shoulders as his hips grinded against hers. The feeling of his hardened member teasing her wet privates. Imogen’s legs wrapped tighter around him, pulling him closer. “I need you to fuck me.” She moaned, crushing their lips together again.
Eli chuckled at her comment. “Alright, alright, you make me the same way.” he continued his pace on her clit as he felt her petite hands trail down his chest, tugging at the hem of his shirt. He smirked at her words, nodding his head slightly. “It’s only fair.” She allowed her to pull his shirt over his head. He took his hand from her clit, pulling her skirt down and discarding it just as he had the articles before it. He fiddled with the holes in her fishnets before pulling that down as well. He lifted her legs so that they wrapped gently around his hips.
Imogen felt her cheeks tint shades of pink and red as he spoke. Her hands tossed the shirt to the side, then ran down his pale chest. He wasn’t chiseled and covered with muscles, and that’s one reason she loved him. His body was normal, perfect. A soft purr came from her as she watched him discard of the rest of her clothing and she fumbled with the belt and his bottoms, trying to push them away before he lifted her legs and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. “I need you, Eli.” She whimpered, the spot between her legs throbbing for his attention. “Please?”
