Hi um idk how to use tumblr so idk if this is the right place to make a request~ But i really wanna ask can you please write a smut with Hendery where he's turned on by his makeup artist/stylist??? Please.
It is! I got on this right away so I hope you enjoy :)
Of course it breaks. Just because the jeans were a smidge too small and you were a smidge too aggressive with the button doesn’t mean it needs to go flying across the room twenty minutes before Hendery has to be on stage. The man before you laughed as you chased for the button.
“Shut up, I only have so much time to fix this.” As you made your way back to him you grabbed your mini sewing kit out of your purse. You eyed his attire, annoyed by the fact that time was not on your side and in order to get this done faster you wouldn’t be able to make him take the jeans off and hand them over. The process of getting him dressed again might just get him in trouble.
“Hold your shirt up so it doesn’t get in my way.” He did as you directed, watching you pull a chair in front of him and plop down onto it, irritation evident on your features. You pulled him closer to you so you could see to get the button back in place. It was a good thing you two had already worked out the awkward, I guess you could say. So this wasn’t too uncomfortable for you.
“Just don’t poke me.” He spoke as you worked. You hushed him, yanking on the fabric with furrowed brows.
“I might not even need to use a needle if I can just pop this back in.” It was easy enough to just clasp it back to the pants. Well... it took strength but if you had that it could work. Only you don’t. Not enough at least. You gave a good attempt to press the clip and the button back together but Hendery wasn’t making it easy for you, him pulling away was not what you needed right now.
“Hendery, I’m gonna need for you to work with me.” He sighed, halting his movements. Eventually you were able to get it, of course your fingers were now screaming for help but that’s unimportant. You stood from your seat, kicking it away as you buttoned the pants once more.
“Okay there, how do they feel?” His face was flushed when you finally looked up at him. He smiled awkwardly before replying.
“They’re fine.” You have a nod before checking his outfit once more, ensureing that everything was in place. When you came down to the chains attached to his front pocket you noticed something that wasn’t there before.
“Hendery... seriously?” You gazed at him with a brow raised. He said nothing. Ten minutes on the clock, you really didn’t have time for this, but you couldn’t let him go on stage like that. The idea of what the fans would say or do, god he’d be so embarrassed.
“Come on.” You sighed as you dragged him with you. It wasn’t the most convenient spot for this but you didn’t really have much of a choice. You couldn’t full on take him home like last time.
“We are timed you know.” Hendery spoke, as if you weren’t already aware. You carefully unbuttoned his jeans once more, hoping to not ruin what you just fixed.
“I know.” You pressed your lips to his as you pulled him out of his confinement. You started slow, a simple handjob to get him started. He groaned in the kiss, bucking up into your hand. You pulled away from him before kneeling. You only had so much space in this little dressing room but you were able to make it work. As you continued to work with your hand, you began to add your mouth, wrapping your lips around his tip.
“Fuck. Six minutes baby.” Instead of answering with your words, you moaned around him, taking him deeper. You took your hands away, placing them on his thighs before pushing your self all the way onto him. He groaned at the feeling of his tip against the back of your throat, eyes rolling back in pleasure. You looked up at him, knowing that he was holding back from fucking your face. If that’s what would get him off quicker, you had no problem with surrendering to him. He knew the look you gave him, so he grabbed your hair before bucking his hips, setting a speedy and desperate pace. You did your best to take him, holding back your gag reflex, timing your breathing just right so he didn’t have to pull out.
“God, your mouth is so fucking good. We have four more minutes baby, do you think you can make me cum in time?” Shivers ran down your spine, adding to the wetness that grew between your legs. You moaned around him once more, making him thrust in a particularly hard manner. He pulled out so you could catch your breath, apologizing for his aggression. You pulled him back to you, still hyper aware of your time limit. He began fucking into your face once more, his head hung back as he enjoyed all you gave him. It wasn’t long till his thrusts became sloppy.
“Fuck princess, you’re gonna make me cum.” His words turned into a drawn out moan, one loud enough to make you worry if anyone could hear him. Sloppy or not, his pace quickened, desperate for his release. You swallowed around him a couple times, tears formed in your eyes as he abused your throat but you couldn’t really find it in you to care. His groan became a growl as he released into your mouth. His hips slowing into a shallow thrust. He watched you as you swallowed his load, his heavy breathing, sweaty temples, and hooded eyes just as much as a sight for you as you were to him. You tucked him back into his pants, fixing him up before standing.
“Thank you, I would have never lived that down.” He spoke, still out of breath. You smiled as you gave him a quick kiss.
“Hendery time to go!” You heard Kun call as the door slowly opened. You let Hendery go first, watching as he ran out the door past Kun. Kun looked at you before shaking his head.
“What? I couldn’t just leave it there.” He continued to shake his head, yet you knew he didn’t really care.
“Yeah yeah, just clean yourself up before we get back. They don’t all need to know what you two do in your spare time.” He shut the door behind him, leaving you to an empty room and a small smile. It’s not like they don’t already know.
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