Your Boyfriend Fanart Novels & Stories

“Hmm, I don't even have to think too hard about this. I want my mouth on it every time we're intimate, so maybe right over your nipples.” I blinked. He was serious. “That artist better be a woman when we get there. Imagine I'm sucking hard on them and relieving this tattoo experience every time, especially when you tease me with your beautiful moans. Would be hot as fuck.” At this point I was considering a quickie before we walked in there. My boyfriend sounded super horny. It's been over a year, and I still made him this horny, this hopeless as though I've starved him since I met him. It was beautiful to experience true love.

"Yes, today today. I just can't do it anymore." "Ugh." Stacy groaned. "I was just getting to know Tessa, my absolute soul mate." She feigned distress, slapping her hand over her chest for extra effort. "I just can't see Danny's face when he gets excited to see me anymore. I can't plot against him with Tessa. I know he made a mistake, but it doesn't hurt me any less to torture him." For the first time, I said the words out loud that I knew were true. The love in his eyes broke me when I looked at him. He played the part of a boyfriend in love all too well.

I sucked at painting, it was clear by how lopsided the face I declared I had been painting was. "Well, I'm not exactly an artist like my boyfriend." I bit my bottom lip, removing my gaze from his. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing you calling me your boyfriend." He admitted and I could hear his sincerity. I bit into my bottom lip and then smiled at him. Kade's eyes are so blue that I'm lost in the sea of his gaze. So lost that I didn't realize how close he had gotten to me until I felt a wet finger trail down my cheek.

He’s purposely holding himself back for many reasons, a few of which disappear from his mind when Alex pulls him back, lips brushing over his forehead. Boyfriendbots are apparently really, really good at what they do, Shantal observes.

It was especially so when this matter was related to Felix. She said furiously, "Jayden, don't you want to know who the man in this picture is? I'll tell you now. The man in the picture is not just someone else. He is the man who I've liked since I was a child. He's my boyfriend, and not only do I like him last time, but I still like him now and I will still like him in the future. I will like him for the rest of my life, and I won't like anyone else. Are you satisfied with this answer? Are you happy now?"

His eyes were deep, questioning, as if he was trying to figure out if I was serious. He pulled out of me slowly, but didn’t move from where he was, his weight still pressed lightly against me. “Are you really fine with this?” he finally asked, his voice low and unexpectedly seductive. Something in his tone sent a thrill through me, and I bit my lower lip, fighting back a smile. Of course, I wanted this. The idea had been in my mind for longer than I cared to admit. I nodded, a playful smile curving my lips. “It would be fun to have an intimate relationship with my mom’s boyfriend,” I said, the words almost daring him to react.

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

"Why's the ...why's the writeup can I be your lover? and.. I mean I love it it's beautiful, it's just that... usually it's can I be your boyfriend or whatever?", I stuttered. He chuckled and held my hand and stroked it softly. "Charlie... boyfriend sounds like we're kids, I'm hitting 30, I don't think I need a boyfriend, I need you as my lover, my partner, I really do". Mind you, I'm still confused and trying to wrap my hands around all of this, cuz I can't believe it, I'm thinking it's some kind of prank honestly

I replied, rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah right," He agreed with a frown. "But I do have an imaginary boyfriend," I added, trying hard to make out what I was saying. Words were just flowing out of my mouth without even asking for my permission. "Who's that?" He asked, looking amused. "Ian Somerhalder," I giggled. "I love him!" "Vampire, huh. Tough competition," He laughed and it was a very refreshing sound. "Now let's dance!" -----------------------------------------------------------------

He says. I chuckle dryly. "When your boyfriend's a fan of arts and designs, you'd know how to do things like these." "Ahhh so you really have a boyfriend?" He asks as he sat next to me. I gaped and clipped my mouth back together. "Who's an artist?" He asks again. I gulped. "Everyone in the campus is really curious about you Vi. You're beautiful yet you're so secretive. So mysterious. That's why a lot of guys would really want to take you out." He informs me with a smile.