Seduction (M)
Author: Admin P Word Count: 6,682 Genre: Epic One Shot/Smut - metalband!au Warnings: Rough sex, slight pain fetish, teasing, exhibitionism.Â
Summary: You decided to take your friend to see one of your favorite post-hardcore metal band, History. A good show is a good night, but it gets even better.
You couldnât keep your excitement at bay. Today you were about to see one of your favorite bands for a second time while they have been together for almost 12 years now.
You have been a huge fan of them since you heard their first album. However, wasnât lucky enough to go to any of their shows or huge events while they were on tour all these years. Now you were out of school, no longer in college, and holy shit you couldn't wait to see them in the flesh again.
The guys were a 5 piece metal band called History and they had captured your heart at first listen.
They were unlike the typical metal band, they could almost make their own sub genre. They had such a different style when it came to their lyrics and music, they wrote out stories for their albums which not a lot of bands do. History wasnât afraid to dull the intensity down a bit when it came to fitting in a slower piano song with a creepy, whimsical aura to help with the emotional turn over to a hella intense song with low growls and dark lines of what awaits after death. Lyrics like that can open up a circle pit in the crowd.
With that, these men on staged loved to put on the best type of show for their fans. You found that out the first time you saw them live.
Kyungil, the band's front man and unclean vocalist, loves to hang over their rhythm guitarist/lead vocalist Yijeon. Arms around his shoulders, sharing mics, or even small pecks on the cheek and lustful gropes that would cause some of the fangirls in metal to scream their heads off while they laughed.
Second pair that liked to play around either with each other or with Kyungil was bassist Sihyoung, who also had his fair share of unclean vocals, and lead guitarist/back vocals Dokyun. The lead guitarist was laid back most of the time with a few smirks here and there at his friends antics or at the crowd.
The guitarist would mostly lose himself in the music, paying attention to his chord changes or solos headbanging along, being pulled out to the front with Kyungil worshiping his skill at his side. The smirks would also be towards anything that Kyungil did to seduce the crowd, or when Sihyoung was busy swinging his bass around or jumping along with the beat of the track to get the crowd going along with him.
Last but not least, each one of the others that had the freedom to move around would come pay their drummer Jaeho a visit. Always dressed comfortably in black gym shorts and black sleeveless tee with arm holes large enough to leave nothing to the imagination of how built he was from playing. The drum patterns and rhythms he would back the others up on could put a drum machine to shame. When it came to being a crowd pleaser, Jaeho would shout out the lyrics during his down time, try to get a rise out of the crowd to sing a long, throw water out at them to get them hype before grabbing his sticks and going right back into the song without missing a beat.
You were fucking stoked. Small glimpse of the memories from last time would flash through your mind. Seeing them go crazy on stage to have the crowd follow would always make you smile. You happily would follow their every move, and scream out the lyrics you know by heart.
Both you and your friend were waiting in line to show your tickets. You were practically bouncing on your heels and biting your lip ready to be inside and get a couple drinks in you. Alcohol seemed like a good choice to get yourself ready for the night while you waited for History.
âYah!â Your friend Mina smacked you on your arm. âQuit it! Youâre making me nervous here and I feel like I stand out like a sore thumb.â she pouted. Your friend was someone that was still a bit of a stranger to the type of music but was open enough to want to enjoy the show with you. Mina was a little shorter than you dressed in a white graphic tee and a black pleated school girl like skirt with tights and flats. You could only pray she wouldnât get her feet smashed with you and the others around for the show that were more than likely in heavy footwear.
As for you, you were decked out in black.
You had a History band t-shirt that you cut up yourself, making it off the shoulder with deep horizontal slits on the back, black skinny jeans that had leather lace ups where the outer seam should be causing you to show some more skin, and finishing it off with a pair of black ankle high Doc. Marten combat boots.
You could see where Mina felt a little out of her element with the others around wearing jean jackets with patches, heavy biker boots, and chains hanging from their wallets. Even the other girls here where showing skin in booty shorts and ripped up stockings, close to the same type of cut up shirt too.
âShut up.â you smacked her back, âYou look cute okay? I mean at least you got the monochrome memo.â
âYeah, yeah, sue me for loving some color in my life.â she laughed trying to bow up to you but it just made both of you two laugh.
âSo, is there anything you should let me know about this band?â Mina asked after moving a few steps closer to the entrance of the venue. The line you were standing in circled the building.
âWhat that they are the most amazing band, they are all really really good looking, and they possess my soul?â you tried to say seriously when you kinda believed it yourself.
âAlright then miss fangirl, Iâll be the judge of that.â she said rolling her eyes.
âYo, donât say I didnât warn you alright? Keep away from that lead singer heâs deadly.â You joked poking her shoulder.
After another fit of laughs you and Mina finally made it through the line and into the venue, dark and kinda dirty, but since you had been here for many shows before it felt like home. You wrapped your arm around Minaâs and walked her over to the bar to buy your first round of drinks.
The venue wasnât a huge stadium or anything but big enough to fit about 200 people. High ceilings, three bars, one at the back and two at the side walls adjacent to the large stage. Â
The stage was already littered with multiple amps and mic stands, guitar cases and drum cases as well. You could see the stage crew were scrambling around to get everything set up.
After getting 3 Amaretto sours in you, your excitement was really through the roof now. You were working off of a buzz by the time the first band came and went.
The first few bands that played in the set to start off the show were some good locals bands in the area.
Staying in the back by the bar for now, you could tell that Mina really was giving the place a chance. Through each band, you would talk to each other, join in when they wanted people to jump or have fists in the air. Even continuously ordering drinks to toast when a front man gave their thanks to the crowd.
Knowing that your friend was feeling it made this trip worthwhile, if she liked the other bands, you couldn't wait to see her reaction to History.
After the other popular band in the lineup, Infinite, finished with their final song, they waved goodbye off the stage, throwing a few guitar picks and drumsticks out to the crowd for them to catch before the shoulder to shoulder sea of people finally scattered to get either more alcohol or water from the bars, leaving some others in the empty area in front of the stage.
Seeing a good opportunity, hurriedly you grabbed Minaâs hand and ran for the front of the stage while they were getting Historyâs equipment switched in with Infinite's. You made sure Mina was a bit in front of you so you could keep her from these crazy shit heads you knew would come flying through from the pit. She was a tiny bean, you needed to save her from getting close to any moshing.. or at least keep her feet intact so they wonât get crushed beyond recognition from anyone else up in here in their biker boots or Doc. Martens.
âJesus, Y/N..â your friend sent you a small glare rubbing her arm from you dragging her practically across the venue. âWhat's the rush?â
âChill out, youâll thank me later okay?â
âThey arenât even on stage yet.â Mina pouted.
âNo but in the next few minutes they will be, please! Trust me alright?â Looking up at the stage you gasped seeing Jaeho helping the roadies lug in all the parts of his drumset. âLook!â you whispered and lightly pointed to him. âSee the light blonde hair dude? That's Jaeho the drummer.â You two watched him talk with the other roadies. Jaeho had this straight light almost white colored hair reaching down past his eyes, wearing dark basketball shorts and a sleeveless Pantera tee. With how cut up the shirt was you could see his half sleeve down his left shoulder meeting just above his elbow. Even more artwork that peaked out around his chest and down his ribs.
âHmm! He seems yummy.â
âHeâs got a sweet smile even with those snake bites, but heâs kinda crazy. Then him!â you started again pointing at the lead guitarist. He walked himself on stage with his silver flying V guitar to start of sound check. âThatâs Dokyun.â Mina took in Dokyun's whole look.
Dark long wavy hair hanging just above his eyes, he had his nose pierced, dark grey long sleeved shirt, with black skinny jeans. The guitarist had some ink as well, most of it being on his hands crawling up his forearms. He had letters on his fingers that spell out âhate loveâ and small roses on this thumbs.
âHe seems like a silent killer being as good looking as he is...â she thought out loud.
âAnd youâd be right. He doesnât get too hyper but he could hypnotize you easily.â
âOoo! Haha.â
You two watched as the two boys went through their quick soundcheck. Then one by one the whole band ended up on stage just about ready to get their set started, and you continued to introduce the other members to your friend as they walked up. First pointing out Yijeon, who smiled when he heard cheers go wild for him and gave the audience a friendly wave. He was in a slim fit short sleeved t-shirt showing off his sleeves of artwork, and slashed up blue jeans holding his dark blue Les Paul. When he connected his guitar, Yijeon decided to tease, playing the intro to one of their famous songs, Psycho, he got the crowd all excited, laughing with the others when the crowd showed their sadness due to not continuing the song.
Their tallest member Sihyoung, came onstage with his wood finished 5 stringed bass. Seeing him caused you to grab onto your tiny friend while she laughed seeing you swoon over him. Sihyoung had long dark hair that fell down past his jaw, his eyebrow piercing peaking out due to his hair pushed back to one side. Wearing a Slayer band tee that had hugged him quite well and ripped up dark washed jeans. You could see his neck tattoo stretch from under his collar and it made you weak in the knees.
However things turned around when Mina got a look at Kyungil, dark long straight honey blonde hair that fell just past his eyes, he was wearing a muscle tee showing off how fit he was and his horror themed tattoo sleeve running down his right arm, and simple black jeans. To finish it off he had a lip ring that sat right in the middle of his bottom lip.
She practically stopped breathing when he looked at her as he grabbed the mic and gave her a wink. You had to hold her up for a second while you quickly fanned yourself, because god damn.
"What the fuck is up you guys!â Kyungil screamed into the mic, while the other members behind him continued to test out their instruments. The crowd responded with a loud roar. The space in front of the stage was starting to fill up now that they were about to start, you instinctively caged in your friend to protect her.
"Let me just say it's good to be back here, your city always gives us a great crowd. Now in return we will give you a kickass show!â Just as he finished his sentence the band came in with a wall of sound to back up their frontman. You and Mina, along with the crowd screamed in excitement.
The band stops and you could hear the boys laugh happy with the reaction. Yijeon came up to his mic on Kyungil's right this time. "You guys ready?â he smiles, continuously hearing cheers. Sihyoung came up to his mic on the other side of Kyungil. "They sound like it.â
They all took one more look at each other before effortlessly swinging into their first song. Kyungil started off with his low growl while Sihyoung and Yijeon backed him up with their screams.
Is it about time! Oh yes it is, it really is! Let's get this party started! My hands are shaking... Just take a drink, steady your nerves. Let's get this party started!
You started jumping recognizing the song, with others in the crowd fists in the air and the band could hear the audience echo them.
Going into the bridge, Yijeon switched over to his singing.
You should know I'm dangerous. My thirst for blood turns me on... How sweet
Mina watched Yijeon look down at her, smirking after his line and continuing on to the chorus.
She couldn't help but to bite her lip but smile back before nodding along with the tempo. You yourself was singing along, word for word, rocking out. Smiling up at Kyungil when he would stretch out over the crowd. However, your eyes would always be pulled over to that tall bass player. Watching as he would throw around his instrument, jumping and losing himself in the heavy beat, it made you smile seeing him and the rest of the bands so passionate.
Song after song, the boys continued to make the place go crazy. Their popularity showed with the amount of fans that were in the crowd and the craziness that came along with them. The pit in the middle of the crowd was huge, many people were being thrown around on picked up to jump off the stage to crowd surf.
This was exactly what you wanted out of the crowd. This crazy atmosphere was what can make a good night.
As more songs went by playing shuffling from album to album, during a slower transition of their last song of the night, Sihyoung had made his way past his mic and to the edge of the stage. Staring out into the depth of the audience with a sturdy stance, foreshadowing that the breakdown of this song was on itâs way. Â
Look at you, you miserable fool.
Get off your knees, your prayers fall upon deaf ears.
Godâs turned his back on you.
Heavenâs gates are shut.
Looking down as he was playing staggered chords, he caught your gaze on him. Reaching your hand out, you werenât expecting him to take a hold of yours while there were other fans trying to touch whatever they could of his.
And now youâre knocking on the Devilâs doorâŚ
Seconds before going into the breakdown, he kissed the back of your hand just as the last phrase Dokyun was saying ended. Grabbing his bass he swung around with a high kick, joining the others getting into the climax of the song, then going back to his own mic to support Kyungil with his low screams.
Mina grabbed your hand screaming blending in with the crowd going fucking crazy, pushing against each other. The moshpit in the middle had grown causing even more bodies to join in on the fun. You two kept your arms around each other, joining in on the pushing and shoving, and turning around to History cheering as their song came to an end; the last few notes continuing to ring out.
Out of breath and completely sweaty from partaking in the high energy of the show, you and the rest of the crowd roared loud for the boys on stage. They smiled hearing the love from the venue and slowly made their way off stage like Infinite had. Jaeho threw his drumsticks, Kyungil threw his towel he had, and the guitar players threw their picks into the sea of fans.
âThank you guys again for coming out, we are History! Come chill and say hi to us by the merch table!â Kyungil said through his mic before following the rest of his brothers off stage.
A small gap of silence filled the room before the venue started playing their own music through the speakers. Everyone that was in front of the stage have now scattered elsewhere. Some made their way to the mech tables by the back bar, others left for the night or made their way for their last round of booze.
âOh my God! That was the most amazing show I think I will ever witness!â Mina laughed still on her high but at the same time completely exhausted. âNo wonder you like them so much, they put on one hell of a show.â
âYes! And that was just as much fun as the first time I saw them!â you replied ecstatic. You felt like you fell in love with the band all over again. Looking around you did notice most of the crowd was still around all interacting with the bands that were either at the bar or around their merch table.
The fans here were incredibly considerate, not pushing or shoving when it came to talking face to face with their favorite band. Talking with them was like talking to old friends or everyday people.
The members of each band were also nice enough to take picture after picture with anyone who came to ask.
âCome on girl,â Mina pulled your attention away from the environment. âLetâs get one more drink in us before we head back.â You smiled at your friend as she grabbed your hand and headed for the bar in the back where you had your tabs.
Laughing and reminiscing on the bands that were on stage tonight, you two paid no mind to the others around you. You were just watching out for the bartender to take care of your drinks and cash out.
âExcuse me.â you felt a hand tap your shoulder. Judging by where the voice came from you were sure you had to look up.
Upon turning, you first saw Yijeon talking with some other fans, Kyungil paying some attention to them as well mainly to watch out for the younger. Continuing to turn to find the owner of that deep voice you looked over your right shoulder seeing that tall bassist you watched all night, Sihyoung.
He noticed your eyes grow wide with surprise and Mina cover her mouth in awe seeing three members of History, but all he did was smile. âMind if we buy you two a drink?â Â
The boys were still in the same clothes they were up on stage, they looked tired but also like they just won a race. You couldnât help but think that seeing them so close and sweaty was like a wet dream. This couldnât be real.
You couldnât find your voice as quick, but you nodded smiling. âSure..Thanks.â
âLet me take your place then.â Sihyoung smiles sweetly. It looked like it should have belonged to  some type of pretty preppy boy, instead of this metal head dude decked out in all black. He swiftly wrapped an arm around your waist to guide you closer to Kyungil while he stood against the bar to catch the bartender. The moment his hand touched your waist it made you shiver, moving yourself over you came face to face with another member just as tall.
Holy shit you really couldnât believe this and now youâre next to Kyungil.
The said front man give you a smile of his own, turning to wrap an arm around Yijeon to bring him into the conversation. The younger took a look at your friend and licked his lips. âTwo cute girls and you are here by your lonesome?â
Mina couldnât help but to laugh a little. âWhatâs it to ya?â
The boys chuckled clearly entertained by your friendâs reply. âHow about you hang with us tonight? We are some good company to make sure you ladies arenât lonely.â Kyungil replied smirking.
âSounds fun.â she smiled back flirtatiously, she was up for a little fun. Why not make a good night even better.
Now you werenât sure who was the one out of their element. It was Mina hours ago before the show started but now itâs you.
âHere we go, shots for everyone! Cheers to a good set and a good night!â The bassist exclaimed. After handing out the tiny glasses, Sihyoungâs arm found its way around you again and stayed there. Â
You could feel yourself flush and shyly smile again at the boys while you clincked the glasses filled with tequila, then throwing back the gold liquid.
âSee, now thatâs what I like to see.â Kyungil pointed at you after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. âA chick who knows how to take a fucking shot.â
âBring it on.â you replied easily, causing the boys to cheer out pleasantly surprised.
âYo man sheâs a keeper.â Yijeon laughed bringing in Mina by her waist as well.
Kyungil reached for the bar and slammed the shot glass the counter. âAlright then! Letâs go bar hoppin.â
Minutes later, you and Mina found yourselfs out with the whole band, walking down a strip of bars, settling yourself in one after another. Sihyoung never left your side, while it looked like Kyungil was getting cozy with Yijeon and Mina. The boys were nothing like you expected, but in a good way.
Seeing that these guys have known each other for years it showed, they were brothers. Picking on each other sharing story after story. Jaeho ended up being an even bigger clown then you could have ever imagined, and Dokyun smiling at such a close proximity he was just as hypnotizing as you warned Mina about before.
During this whole time, you could feel yourself keep your hip attached to Sihyoungâs. It came to a point in time where he sat you in his lap and you stayed there with his hands high on your thigh.
With drink after drink filling its way in, it had loosen you up to where you didnât give a flying fuck of where you were or what was around you. The night was slowing reaching to 2am and the show had only ended at 11pm. To say that you and the others were heavily intoxicated was a fucking understatement. The seven of you were quite drunk especially you and Mina. Taking drink after drink had felt like nothing. Just as Kyungil had mention earlier about liking a girl that could drink, it was both you and Mina who held your own against this band you knew for sure had been drinking every night on this tour.
While the others were into their own drunkin conversation, you and Sihyoung were having your own as well.
You were still sitting in his lap, but turned to where you were face to face with each other. His arms were around you keeping you from tilting to far away from him due to your intoxicated state. You may have been drunk due to the amount of booze but you could say you were drunk on him as well. Everything about the past few hours felt magical. Just being able to hang out with him and experience the real him than what his stage persona is. Loving that you could see the soft spots in his edgy sculpted face seeing how much of a sweetie he was off stage. You kept your eyes on him as he played with the glass he had on the table.
The bassist turned and looked straight into your eyes, faces inches from each other you could smell the Jack and coke he had been sipping on for the last few mins.
He picks up one of his hands and pushes your hair back behind your ear. âYou might think Iâm a load of shit, but I donât do this often..â he smiles awkwardly like he has been caught red handed with something.
âYouâre right.. I do think youâre a load of shit.â You giggled but at the same time you were incredibly flattered. You could hear him chuckle, your shyness was only peaking out every once and awhile now, he thought that it was adorable.
âFor real though..Iâm actually surprised that you agreed to a drink. Well.. now more than one, but you get what I mean.â
âYou know...I didnât think you would be so awkward knowing that you are supposed to be a bigger clown than Jaeho.â you giggle again finding the way heâs acting cute. Your arms slowly finding their way around his neck pulling him in closer.
âIsnât it charming to be awkward around a pretty girl youâre interested in?â he subconsciously smirked. He could feel the the gravitational pull you were causing for him. HIs eyes were now switching between your eyes and your lips.
âYou are very charming.â you whispered, playing with his hair now. Your fingers were gently scratching right behind his head, towards the top of his neck.
Now only centimeters away, Sihyoung decided to close the space in between you two, causing your lips to meet.
You could feel him pull you closer to him, his large hands on your lower back pushing you against him while you in return kept your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
âYO, YO, YO!â Yijeon yelled, banging his hands on the table, pulling you two away from your own world. Seeing the others staring at the two of you, your hands fell from around Sihyoungâs neck.
âWhy donât you two find some privacy huh?â Dokyun laughed, picking up his pint of beer, drinking from it.
âYeah, we can keep your friend here busy.â Kyungil smiled wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
Too busy with trying to push away the slight embarrassment you felt, Sihyoung slowly pushed you off of his lap to stand up. âIâm down for a walk, if you are..â he says a little nervously pushing his hair back.
You looked over toward Mina, and she looked back at you practically shooing you away.
âOkay..â you replied looking back up at him.
He held out his hand for you and you took it within seconds. Following behind silently while he ushered you out of the bar the group had settled in the longest, he headed back down the strip.
Walking in silence for a little in the nice cool air of the night, he turned to you wanting to try and start up a conversation again. âSorry about earlier..and Yijeon being an ass.â
âAh, no itâs cool.â You laughed a little. âGot a bit carried away..â
Having only walked a few blocks down, he looked around before pulling you into a dark alley. Being around 2am now most of the strip was trying to close up.
âS-sorry.â He stutters looking around before gently pushing you in between him and the ally wall. âKissing you was nice..and Iâd like to do it again.â
You looked up at him holding on to the end of his band tee. Hearing what he said made your heart do flips. Slowly he reached down to touch his lips with yours bringing you two back to the world you were in before.
His arms around you were touching the skin showing from the slits on the back of your t-shirt. You hands started to snake their way underneath the bottom of his shirt to touch his skin as well. You could feel his hard abs twitch at your touch, and a groan leave his lips pushing to move the kiss deeper. Feeling the coolness of brick press against your back you let out a sound yourself, nails digging into his skin..
His hands slowly started to move down towards your bum taking a handful of both of your cheeks, pushing your cores against each other. In the dark wash jeans he had on you could feel his member start to harden against you.
Your head was really swimming now, mixing the pleasure you were getting from him and the alcohol still in your system. Â
There wasnât any more talking between you two. Both of you felt like you were talking more with your actions. Firm hands, and light brushes against blazing hot skin. Sihyoung loved that he could feel your curves, he loved that you felt so small against him, even if he had to strain to reach down. However it gave him the idea to effortlessly pick you up and push you against the brick wall, your skin scraping against it. Feeling the sting made you gasp out in pleasure, holding onto him tighter, arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Being in this position you could feel his member was incredibly hard now, teasing your entrance. Subconsciously you pushed yourself against him, you swear it made him growl.
âFuck..Y/Nâ he huffed pushing back against you. âAre you sure you want this?â
âUgh please..â you shamelessly begged. âEven if itâs just for tonight, I donât want to leave it at this.â
âI promise you this wonât be a one time thing..â he replied lowly pulling you back into a kiss. He unwrapped your legs from his waist, starting to unbutton your pants, and you followed his moves, helping him with his.
HIs tongue ran across your bottom lip for the first time and you could feel something hard and cold along with it. Instead of pulling away to find out what it was exactly, you decided to let him into your mouth, your tongue running against his. Doing that you were able to feel the small sphere poking out in the middle of his muscle; looks like it wasnât only his eyebrow he had pierced.
Sihyoung now had your pants and underwear pulled down only so far to where he could have easy access to your core without fully exposing you to the cool night air. His rough callous fingers from his bass playing slipped its way down to run along your wet folds. Being able to feel how big his hands were against you it drove you crazy to wonder how thick his fingers would feel when they found their way inside your core. Mind racing exciting you even more, you let out another lustful sound before your teeth caught his bottom lip to playfully tug causing him to gasp.
Knowing what you were doing to him was making him feel good, it boosted your confidence. His fingers continued to tease you while you decided to be brave enough to reach into his pants. Your hand wrapped around his thick shaft squeezing lightly first then giving a few experimental tugs. His member was hot in your hand, hard as a rock, and even made you less doubtful of the myth of tall men being well endowed. Your hand wasnât big enough to wrap your fingers around his girth, and as for the length he was definitely above average. You were more than ready to say fuck it at this point and let him take you now without any further foreplay.
Just when you were to pull away from his sinful lips to voice out your urgency, he slipped two fingers into you. The burn from the stretch felt so good you felt your walls squeeze around his digits and you only pulled away slightly to gasp.
Sihyoung could see your eyes were glazed over begging him, telling him that you wanted so much more, and he was more than willing to give you everything.
âWhat a good girl, you take my fingers so well.â his low voice shook you as he spoke close to your ear, and your walls squeezed his fingers again. The musician chuckled you swore you could hear this dark intent to it. Slowly he started to move his fingers in and out, almost too slow you could feel the length of his fingers. He was starting to sense just how naughty you were, not to sure that it was the alcohol that was doing it, but understood he was the main cause for it.
âS-Sihyoung..â you breathed out overwhelmed, both your hands were now resting on his shoulder to anchor you from your legs giving out.
âTell me what you want babe, Iâm more than happy to give.â he smirked entertained how lost you were in your own pleasure. You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open to watch him but it was all just too much. The way his hair fell over his face, his voice, how hard his muscles were under his shirt.
âEat me out..â you whispered looking up at him.
He raised an eyebrow.
âHmm..eat you out? Is my girl going to be good and quiet, or are you looking to get caught?â he laughed a little amused.
As your eyes were on him, he playfully flicked out his tongue letting the steel piercingâs ball play in between his lips. Fuck, fucking tease..
âIâll be good.â You answered, eyes still glued onto his.
His free hand took your chin to hold as he kissed you on the lips softly, then to turn your head to kiss and lick down the side of your neck. Slowly letting that cool piece of metal pass over every patch of skin showing through your cut up shirt until heâs face is level with your core. Â
The tall maleâs fingers were still deep inside you, and without hesitating his tongue went straight for your clit. His fingers were now starting to move at a faster steady pace while he abused the little bud of nerves.
The pleasure that rushed through your veins caused you to throw your head back, choking on a moan since you promised to be good and quiet. If only you knew he was going to make it so hard for you to keep your lewd sounds to yourself.
You could feel the cold metal grind against your clit when he would give an enthusiastic lick, mixing it up with the tip of his tongue continuously flicking against it or his lips sucking and pulling on it.
At this point you were sobbing into your hand, you could feel yourself on the edge of your orgasm, your vaginal walls rhythmically throbbing around his fingers. Sihyoung made sure to pay attention to your breathing, it got to a steady pace and he could feel your legs start to quake. Immediately he slipped his fingers out of you, pulling his amazing mouth away from your core, and turned you so you were now facing against the wall.
âFuck me.â you hissed out frustrated that you were denied release.
âDonât worry, I plan to.â He grunts, pulling down your skin tight black skinny jeans to where they were at your ankles. His hands found themselves at your waist pulling towards him to bend you over slightly.
Fishing his member from his jeans, he shoves his pants to about mid-thigh before teasing you with the tip to your dripping wet folds. He guides his cock in just slightly, with the crown pushing through. The bassist could start to feel you try to push yourself onto his member but he kept your hips still with one hand and the other found itself covering your mouth. Your nails were starting to scratch against the brick, just waiting in suspense.
âYou said you would be good.â he says before he thrust himself inside hard. Your moans were muffled by his hand as you felt him fill you and stretch you. âNow let me reward you.â
With no mercy, Sihyoung starting pistoning in and out of you, heavy thrust after heavy thrust.
Skin slapping filled your ears, his grunts mixed in with your muffled moans you could barely control only seemed to fuel both of your needs to get off. The orgasm he had denied you before was starting to build up quickly due to his dominance and roughness. You could only hope that the one grip he had on your hip would leave bruises, just the thought of that had your walls gripping onto his cock tighter ready for his seed to paint your walls.
âShit..â you heard him hiss. He pulled you a little further away from the wall making you stick out your ass farther to where your torso was almost parallel to the ground. As he continued relentlessly thrusting into you, you felt his member hit even deeper, grazing your g-spot. He noticed your moans starting to get louder so he made sure to keep the angle he had. The hand that had been around your mouth finally fell. Feeling that hand disappear you tried to keep it together, keeping as quiet as you could but each thrust he continued to give had you gasping making small sounds or full out moans.
Sihyoung rested his chin on your shoulder slowing down a little so he could talk properly. âCome on Y/N, come with me.â
Not even a second after his command he let out a deep moan as he spilled into you, while your pending orgasm had shook you. You let his weight push you against the ally wall, panting trying to catch your breath. HIs hands that previously had a death grip on your hips now held you around your waist keeping you up right, but also feeling like a hug to keep you close. The dominance he had seconds ago faded back to the tall awkward bassist you were talking to before.
Sihyoung let his lips kiss up from the back of your neck to your cheek. âYouâre amazing..â he said still trying to catch his own breath. You laughed a little, now beyond exhausted. âI donât want you to leave yet..why donât you bunk with me tonight in my hotel room?â
âBeing in a bed with you sounds nice..â you smiled sleepily looking over your shoulder at him.
You watched as he gave you a big smile and kissed your cheek once more before pulling out of you and helping you pull your pants up. Feeling around for your phone you had in your pockets, you felt your credit card and your ID, but not your large cell phone.
As Sihyoung fixed himself up, you looked down on the ground to find you phone laying beside you still in one piece. You quickly picked it up to check it and you see you had one message waiting for you from Mina. She must be wondering where you are..
âDonât bother waiting up for your friend. Sheâs going to be busy.
-Kyung/Jeonâ
OH..well never mind.















