Imogen smiled as she read his message. So, she did have some time to get herself ready too. She ran to her bathroom, taking a quick, but through shower, making sure she was clean after being out and about all day. She exited the shower, drying her body off with a fluffy towel that hung from the back of her bathroom door. She brushed out her hair and tied it up, she would work on that after. She did a simple face of makeup, nothing over the top. Some very simple eyeliner, mascara; not even any face makeup. Just enough to make her feel good. She let her hair down, drying it and leaving it down. She then took a hair tie and pulled the sides up into a small ponytail, leaving some pieces to frame her face, much better.
The woman wanted to be comfortable, as they would be spending the night inside, so she went with a pair of short shorts and a tank top. Nothing too over the top, but something that showed off a little more than before. Definitely showing off her tattoo on her hip, that went onto her thigh only the slightest bit. She did put on a cute matching set underneath her clothes, in case they did come off later, she’d still look good. She was starting to wonder what Lennon expected from tonight? Did he expect them to sleep together, or just have a nice night out. He had taken her on a date and kissed her. Either way, she wasn’t concerned with the outcome, whatever happened, happened. She really did like the Lennon she was getting to know, the person he was off stage. They had already had a deep connection, and she wanted to continue speaking with him.
Imogen was ready, so she lit some candles in her living room, before blowing out the ones from her room. She heard the door, running over to look who it was. When she saw Lennon, she smiled before opening the door. [#6d091a “Oh my, let me help you.”] Imogen spoke, taking the pizza from him. [#6d091a “You didn’t have to do all of this, but thank you.”] she smiled, after placing the pizza down. [#6d091a “Already spoiling me.”] she teased, walking up to him, pressing a small kiss to his cheek, not wanting to push her luck too much as he just arrived.
Retreating into the kitchen, she grabbed a couple of plates, placing them next to the pizza boxes. [#6d091a “If you’d like, I can set up a movie, or we can just chat. Up to you.”] she smiled, her stomach growling as the smell of pizza hit her nose. She saw he brought alcohol, and she knew it’d loosen her up, but she was more interested in getting to know the male instead of getting wasted. She grabbe[#6d091ad a plate, placing a slice of pizza and putting it on her plate. [#6d091a “I was going to get a water, would you like one? I know you brought booze, and maybe I’ll have some later but I’ll start with water.”] she asked, before getting the water she needed. She took his hand, after he got water he needed, bringing him to the couch. [#6d091a “Please make yourself at home. I know it’s not much, but it’s home.”] she smiled, taking a bite of the pizza.
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Carson let a soft growl escape his lips as she spoke. All of him, huh? Wel, she could give him that. By now, the bet Carson had put out had completely left his mind. He was completely infatuated with her, and wanted just what she did, all of her. Soon, her hands had pushed his shirt off of his torso, as her lips began to press against him. Destiny still just had her bikini top on, so he let his second hand that was on the wall onto her waist. He pulled her in closer, bringing his lips to hers. This woman was driving him nuts.
Destiny looked toward the bed, and back to him. When she spoke, he smirked. [#6d091a “I think I could do that.”] he teased. When she grabbed his pants, he groaned again in pleasure. [#6d091a “You really know how to make me tick, huh?”] he spoke teasingly. He pulled her closer as they kissed. Being in this situation with a fan was not his plan, but he didn’t think he could find anyone like her. Everyone was so interested in his fame or his money, but that had been the last thing she had spoken of.
When she grabbed his belt loops, Carson threw his head back. She was driving him crazy, he was ready to please the shit out of her. When she spoke, he smiled before letting his lips crash down onto hers. He slowly made his way on top of her, softly pushing the top half of her body down against the bed. He made sure he had protection, which he did, before getting into it completely. And soon, their clothes were forgotten, and Carson made sure to please her with all her could. He had long forgotten the bet, and this was for just the two of them. It was clear they both enjoyed each other, and it was clear what they both wanted. And by her reactions, he knew she enjoyed it as much as he did.
After they both finished, Carson made sure of that, he rolled beside her. He held his arm out, a gesture for her to curl up next to him if she wanted, if not, it could look like he was stretching. Carson had had a stupid grin plastered on his face, as he was completely satisfied, as he hoped she was as well. He turned his face to her, a smirk on his lips. [#265f2c “Did you enjoy yourself, beautiful? To me, that was fucking amazing.”] he smirked, letting one hand lightly play with her hair that splayed across the pillows. He hadn’t gotten laid in quite a long time, and not to mention with someone he actually cared about. He had only known her, personally for a day or so, but she had grown on him so much. [#265f2c “Do you want anything, a drink or I can get us something to eat? We could shower too, maybe get in a round two?”] he teased, wanting to make sure she knew he didn’t want her to just leave. That he wasn’t using her. He had wanted this as much as she did.
Carson stood up, stretching his arms up before cleaning himself off briefly, before crawling back into bed with Destiny. But, he was still worried about something. Now that the press was well aware he and Lennon were in town, they had to be careful. One wrong move and everything they did (or didn’t) do would be all over every social media site. He didn’t want the events of last night to be connected to Destiny, as he knew how traumatic it had been. But he knew, as long as they kept to themselves and didn’t cause any big scenes, they boys should be safe, as well as their dates.
Carson hoped Lennon was doing well, as he had barely spoken to him since he left this morning.