[Utopia] Using your safe word with Seonghwa x Reader
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Your eyes were squeezed shut and your face was buried in the pillow underneath you. Your thighs burned and your hips were sore from Seonghwa’s grip as he was fucking you roughly from behind.
Seonghwa was saying stuff that you couldn’t even hear because all you were trying to do was focus on your breathing.
You don’t really know what happened but at some point it just became too much and you got overwhelmed. You tried not to think about it but it was on the verge of becoming painful.
Tears started to overfill your eyes and you lifted up your head and quickly said your safe word, “U-Utopia!”
Seonghwa froze behind you and immediately pulled out of you. He held you carefully and lifted you up on his lap, “I’m so sorry. A-Are you okay? Did I- did I hurt you?”
You nodded softly and you could see Seonghwa’s heart shatter right in front of you. His hand was shaky as he reached up to wipe the tears from your eyes, “I-I’m so sorry baby-”
You shake your head and cut him off, “N-No it’s okay. I just wasn’t feeling it. I-I’m sorry.”
Seonghwa runs his hands through your hair and shakes his head softly, “It’s not your fault, how about I run you a bath?”
You smile at Seonghwa, “Only if you get in with me.”
Seonghwa laughs softly and picks you up and takes you to the bathroom. Seonghwa lets the water run and turns his attention back to you. He frowns whenever he runs his fingers on your hips and thighs and sees the scattered bruises he left, “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
You knew Seonghwa was gonna beat himself up about it for a while and there really wasn’t anything you could say so you just wrapped your arms around him as the two of you waited for the bath to fill up. After waiting a little bit Seonghwa lifted you back up again and carefully placed you in the water after making sure it was the right temperature.
Seonghwa got in behind you and he carefully started to wash your body. You turn yourself around and rest your head on Seonghwa's neck and let him continue to run the cloth over you.
Your arms tighten around Seonghwa and you whisper an, “I love you.”
Warnings: very dom!yunho, power dynamic, size kink, corruption kink kind of?, sex with your boss, choking, crying, rough sex, mentions of pain.
Synopsis: When the heartless boss at your company pulls you into his office for the second time, you prepare to be fired. But he has other plans for you…
Yeosang really loves it. He would have you absolutely withering underneath him from how good and hard he’s fucking you. He says stuff like “You’re made to take my cock. You’re just a dumb little cum slut. I’m fucking you stupid aren’t I?”
San
Okay so San also really loves to degrade you. He takes a different route from slut or whore, he calls you his bitch and it always has you moaning for him. San also likes to spit on you or in your mouth and some people might call it gross but you eagerly take anything he gives you.
Seonghwa
I still think that Seonghwa is absolutely soft for you so he’ll degrade you while praising you. He says something like, “Aw you’re so cute, my pretty slut.” Or something like “Look at that, you’re drooling from how good I’m fucking you.
Hongjoong
Like Seonghwa, Hongjoong really likes to both degrade and praise you at the same time. He says stuff like “such a good slut” or “you’re my pretty whore.” And stuff along those lines.
Wooyoung
Wooyoung isn’t necessarily degrading you but he loves to tease you a lot!
Jongho
Jongho is worried that sometimes he might hurt your feelings so he probably won’t be super into it. You have to assure him several times that he won’t hurt your feelings. Mostly if he’s really really into it, it’ll slip his mind and he’ll let something slip out.
Mingi
Mingi is super soft so unless he’s like in a mood will he ever degrade you. Maybe if he’s feeling particularly mad for whatever reason, you’d just let him take out all his anger while fucking you and he’d probably spit out a name or two,, maybe something like, “You’re such a dumb slut- you can’t even pay attention to what I’m saying.”
Yunho
Soft baby! He doesn’t wanna degrade you🥺 we all know by now that I stand by the fact that I think Yunho is a sub so he wants to be praised. If anything Yunho would praise you! He loves to tell you that you always make him feel good.
His thighs are so *chefs kiss* and he knows it. Jongho knows how hot his thighs are and uses it to his advantage. He always knows whenever you want to ride them and he’ll pull you into his lap
Wooyoung
Wooyoung got some good looking thighs too and he wants you to use them for your own pleasure. You’re welcome to hop on his lap and use them to get you off whenever you need to
Mingi
Notice how everyone with the thicc thighs are up top? Yeah Mingi is a little bit lower than you’d expect bUT again, his thighs are so fuckfhkahdkshw and they feel so good he loves to get you off
Yunho
We all know I always think Yunho is a sub but either way he loves it whenever you ride his thigh. He likes to know that’s something so simple like that makes you feel so good
Seonghwa
Seonghwa likes to have you ride his thigh because you look so pathetic just rutting I’m his thigh like a bitch in heat, just so desperate
Yeosang
Yeosang gets kinda shy because he can feel every little bit of you and it makes him supper blushy but he loves it !!
San
San would prefer to get you off another ways like maybe eat/suck you off but if you ask he definitely won’t decline
Hongjoong
Hongjoong is just so small that he might struggle to get you off properly but he really would try his best!
Hey, could I request ateez with a shy s/o (sub) who gets flustered/wide eyed and blushy when the members suddenly act dominant or bust out the dirty talk when in the mood.
Lol, I can just feel that they would have corruption kinks.
P.s. I love your work and I'll be sure to send in more asks if that's ok!
Admin Mika: I shouldn't like this request as much as I do... BUT COMING RIGHT UP!!! I feel like half of ateez just has a corruption kink if it wasn't already a default setting🥴... Some of these reactions ended up being fluffier than I expected... SORRY ABOUT THAT. And p.s. yes love, request as much as you'd like💕~I'll do my best to get to them:)
||Ateez Reacts|| to a shy sub
Hongjoong:
Corruption kink pt. 1
Mind games to the MAX
Tempts you into thinking NAUGHTY NAUGHTy things😏...
Then denies you🤧
Makes you question why you even look flustered.
He goes touching you on "accident" in places that are sensitive.
says certain words/things that send shivers down your spine.
And when you can't take it, you try to appeal to him in your own subtle ways.
"What is it my cute, princess?"
You feel nothing CLOSE to cute.
You're HEATED. He's been eye fucking you this entire night and flaunting his hard on.
Your face BURNS from how you HATE not being able to say what your body craves.
"...nothing..."
He presses himself against you.
Dick hard.
His voice tickles in a hushed whisper by the skin of your ears.
“Really, there’s absolutely nothing my precious baby wants to tell me???”
👁👄👁nope. Im out.
Seonghwa:
Corruption kink pt. 2
He'd wreck u.
This isn't a secret to you or really any atiny
Seonghwa is the king of being in control
Whether it's of your innocence- i promise you he LOVES calling you "sweet girl" "darling" "doll" "flower"
SOFT nicknames. ROUGH treatment.
You are his little toy at this point.
He loves wreaking your pureness—meaning: wear a skirt with no undies.
He’ll actually growl.
Also. Theres something about your eyes crossing and limbs shaking that make this man go INSANE.
OH TEACHER/stuDENT RP!?!? Count this man in.
He already has the ruler in his hand.
Anything with a d/s relationship—his oppa kink is striving
Seonghwa feeds off of this type of roleplay.
It feels to him like he's rUining you-which technically isn't that far off from reality.
Yunho:
*deep inhale*
Size. Kink. SCREEEECH
He wont shut up about how tINY you are.
It scrambles his mind when he thinks about how you can't take him.
If anything he’s more internally affected by your innocence than he is of outwardly expressing how turned on he is by you.
How delicate and youthful you seem until he just intimidates you with how much he has to offer your body.
As soon as something remotely dirty comes out of his mouth, you instantly avoid eye contact.
Yunho adores the gesture. You look so cute in his eyes when you get like this.
All shy and quiet
“Come sweetheart, look at me...”
You cover your eyes—almost in a scared child-like manner.
He melts.
Makes this man want to give you a reason to cover your eyes so frightfully.
Yeosang:
Yeosang seems like the one that surprises you with how NOT innocent/shy he is.
It’s rather cute when one of you accidentally gets the other one worked up.
It can really go both ways.
Yeosang isn’t good when it comes to gauging his strength, not that he’s insanely strong...
He just ends up grabbing you closer to him. Not expecting that his sudden strength causes you to feel flustered.
You reaction is what actually ends up turning him on.
The way you bit your lip or turn away from his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Yeosang nonchalantly tries to catch your gaze. Slowly smiling wider when he notices that you’re increasingly getting shy. “Did I do something bad, Angel?”
You bury your face into his neck and he laughs endearingly.
“I wasn’t even trying to baby, I’m sorry~”
San:
Corruption kink pt. 3
...do... do I dare say it???....
Somonophilia
Guys... its something about this kink that i KNOW dom!san is into...
The way your face would look from waking up with him iNSIDE OF YOU????
Your reaction of being super embarrassed that youd even dream of something like this but—
its not a dream.
San is actually fucking you.
Its real.
He’s smirking down at you darkly.
“Honey... you shouldn’t be sleeping in my clothes...” he starts at a fast pace. Loving how your body instantly grabs at him. “You make daddy want to ruin your innocent body.”
Mingi:
You see,
Im conflicted.
Mingi can like either/or:
1) a NastYy slut that only wants to pleasure him...
Or
2) a super “clueless” doll that bends at his might
In this case, we are talking about #2 so...
Mr. Mingi here probably is the type to give you rules.
He’d like for you to voice out things that he makes you feel.
It’s not a corruption kink in a sense that he just was you to be vocal about how good he is at teasing you.
He likes to make things out to be your “fault” which is why he likes to act as if you started it.
“You just had to wear this short dress, right princess?” His big hands cupping your ass. “Almost like you want me to start doing something bad to you...”
He LOVEs it when you get flustered and for the moment he’ll even laugh
Wooyoung:
Corruption kink pt. 4
Wooyoung just loves to play with my-your emotions.
He lives off of messing with your mind.
Even in the most chill moments
This little shit-you could be cuddling in bed watching tv or simply scrolling on your phones...
out of compLETE nowhere, he graBs your neck and bites his lip at the sight of how shocked you are.
"Aww baby, you're blushing?"
He mocks the way you shake your head in a sad attempt of denial.
"No? Then why'd you close your legs so fast?"
His eyes stare at yours, waiting for an answer.
"Afraid I was gonna do something bad, love?"
Jongho:
I feel like it’s jongho’s mission to make you at least blush 3 times a day.
If you haven’t blushed at all, he feels like he has done something drastically wrong.
Since you’re his shy baby, it’s honestly the secret whispers that he gives to you when the members are around.
He wouldn’t dare try to make you say or do anything that you are uncomfortable with but this boy loves it when you blush.
I know this is supposed to be a little spicy but I’LL MENTION POWER PLAY LATER.
Jongho only shows his dominance when you are behind closed doors so in the sense that you are getting DOWN in the dirty...
He most likely likes to hear it when you beg for him to use his strength against you.
For the similar dynamic that yunho and Mingi have for a size kink, Jongho LIVES for the thrill of seeing your overwhelmed/shocked face when he suddenly overtakes you.
The fact that you can’t escape from his grasp while struggling to take him—this visual with you in a cute school girl outfit/skirt drives this boy to the EGDE.
Requested: if youre doing reactions 👀 can you please do tbz/skz/atz reaction to thigh-riding ?? its those groups bc some(or most lol) members have some thighs that i. just love so much -🐯
Warning: smut
ATEEZ reaction to thigh riding is under the read more ♡︎
Hongjoong & Yeosang
• Shy angels
• Can get a little flustered seeing you grind against their thigh
• Both in different ways though
• Hongjoong is a lot more flustered than Yeosang
• Like it when you wrap your hand around their cock as you do it
• Head in his neck, biting down as you rut against him
• Both of you just whiny and needy for each other
• Seeing the other being a complete mess makes you both cum even quicker
• Wants you to ride him after
• Can lead to you riding him desperately whilst the two of you make out
Seonghwa & San
• It’s more of a punishment than anything else
• When you’ve been bratty and he doesn’t feel like letting you cum from his fingers, mouth or cock
• He gets you to ride his thigh
• Getting you to make yourself cum just from the stimulation of you rubbing against his thigh
• Teases and degrades you whilst it happens
• Such a needy baby for him
• Would do anything to feel him and cum because of him
• The act more often than not gets him needing you too
• So once you’ve came, once or multiple times depending on their mood
• They’ll have you face down ass up
• So they can easily wreck you and spank you
Yunho, Wooyoung, Mingi & Jongho
• They’re in heaven
• They are the thicker members of the group and once they know how much you love their thighs they use it to their advantage
• Pulling you onto their lap and kissing you
• Getting you to straddle their thigh, flexing it under you as a way to hint at what they want
• Hands landing on your ass
• It brings out a more dominant side of them
• Mingi and Jongho are more dominant with their movements
• Controlling your hips and watching you fall apart from their thigh
• Yunho and Wooyoung are more dominant with their words
• Calling you a pretty little slut and taking about how needy and eager you are that you get off on their thigh
• When you cum they will ask you if you’re ready for their cock
• If you say yes, good luck
• The strength kink comes out
• Pin you down and fuck you until you’re a babbling mess
Ateez: Individual member: Playing Seven Minutes in Heaven with you, their crush. Female reader.
It was just supposed to be a relaxing night with you hanging out in the dorms with the boys before the next round of promotions started. But innocent games eventually turned in Never Have I Ever, and Truth or Dare. Currently it was a game of Truth or Dare. You were called on by the previous victim to choose between these given two options. Feeling brave you picked dare. What you weren’t expecting was the smirk and being told that you had to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with, of all people in the room, your crush.
Hongjoong - The moment the door was closed behind him he had his face in his hands trying to hide. The closet was cramped and the thick winter coats hanging up didn’t help at giving him space apart from you at all. This was too much. He didn’t know who he was more angry with right now, himself for being too shy around you and too scared of your rejection, or San for giving you this dare.
“I’m so sorry about this,” he states, his tone remorseful, as he finally looks at you. Only problem is, where does he put his hands now? He tries to adjust how he is standing so he can wrap his arms around his own waist but steps wrong on a shoe that is by his feet, setting him off balance. His hands reach out in the darkness and he catches himself on the wall, hands on either side of your head. His eyes widen as you are now not only closer, but your hands are on his waist as you tried to help catch him. “Sorry! Y/N, I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“No,” you said shaking your head. “It’s ok Joongie. You couldn’t hurt a fly even if you wanted to. Guess that’s why I like you so much.”
There’s no way you meant it like that, he mentally berates himself. You’ve been friends for so long that of course you like each other well enough. Don’t get your hopes up.
Pulling himself out of his own thoughts, he started to push away from you and the wall, wanting to again create space and not pressure you. No matter how badly he wants to kiss you, he doesn’t want to ruin the friendship he, and the rest of the boys for that matter, has with you. His eyes, having adjusted to the dim lighting the small closet light provides, catching the direction of your gaze and he freezes. You should be looking up into his eyes, not straight ahead. You were avoiding eye contact by staring right at his lips. He was getting ahead of himself again yet he couldn’t bring himself to move away. The desire to kiss you again coming to the front of his mind.
You were so close and a hand of yours that was on his waist had suddenly trailed up to his face. His eyes met yours again causing you both to gulp. His a mix a shock, confession, and want. Your’s full of fire and determination. And then you were pulling him down to you, and kissing him. His world exploded and he lost himself in your kiss.
His hands were on your face and then tangled in your hair as he deepened the kiss. He allowed himself to close the distance between you, pressing you against him and the wall. Breaking away for a quick gasp of air he practically moaned your name before kissing you again. This was everything he could have ever dreamed of and more. Minutes began to tick by neither of you were pulling away, both emboldened by the others expressed passion that hands started to wander. Your hands down his chest and his caressing the skin along your hips were your shirt rode up.
It was again you who made the next move and he nearly choked when you guided his hands up further under your shirt to your bra enclosed breasts. “Joong. Please, if only this once. Let me have this,” you begged.
He looked you in the eyes and said, “You can have this and more today, and every other day if you want Y/N.” He allows himself to be pulled into another crushing kiss as his hands squeeze gently. The door behind him opens, only to quickly slam shut again, and a lot of screaming to start out in the main room. Game is over, he’s taking this to his room.
Ateez: Individual member: Playing Seven Minutes in Heaven with you, their crush. Female reader.
It was just supposed to be a relaxing night with you hanging out in the dorms with the boys before the next round of promotions started. But innocent games eventually turned in Never Have I Ever, and Truth or Dare. Currently it was a game of Truth or Dare. You were called on by the previous victim to choose between these given two options. Feeling brave you picked dare. What you weren’t expecting was the smirk and being told that you had to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with, of all people in the room, your crush.
Mingi - He was a coward. There is no way he could do this. You were probably the love of his life and his knight in shining armor cause you took care of all the bugs so he didn’t have to, but there was no way he could actually look you in the face and tell you that. Much less do anything with you and act like it didn’t mean anything. So he fought against Jungho has he was pushed into the laundry room after you to no avail.
Either Jungho was leading against the door on the other side, or he had placed a chair on an angle under the door knob to effectively lock the two of you in. He banged on the door with his fist with no luck. It was only when you mentioned something about there being a bug at the top of the door that he threw himself backwards away from the door screaming bloody murder. Your giggles caused him to stop shouting and look over at where you sat on top of the washing machine.
“You lied didn’t you? Why would you lie to me like that? Do you want to see me have a heart attack and DIE?! I take back every good thing I ever said about you to Jongho. You are evil and dark as the night. My heart could never beat for someone so cruel” he exclaimed dramatically placing the back of his hand to his forehead all ‘woah is me’ style.
“Wait,” you said in a small voice, “you told him your heart beats for me? Mingi. Does that… do you…” you began with a mixture of confusion and shock. It was then that he had realized what he had given away. “Mingi. Do you, like me?”
He was ready to cry. He never meant to let that slip. He got carried away and he was mentally kicking himself for it. “Y/N. I can explain. Please don’t hate me. You’ve always been there for me and you’ve just come to mean the world to me. It’s ok if you don’t like me like that, just please don’t hate me. Please, please, please don’t hate me.”
“Mingi! Come here,” you beckoned him with a soft smile on your face. When he took the two small steps and was within your reach, you grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him close; spreading your legs enough to give him room to stand between them. Bringing his head down so your forehead rested against his, you continue, “I don’t hate you, you giant goof ball. I could never. You mean the world to me too. You always know how to make be smile and cheer me up.”
He takes a deep breath and asks if it’s ok to kiss you. When you nod in confirmation he slowly and gently places his lips on yours. However, you have a different plan of action in mind.
Scooting to the edge of the washing machine you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Your mutual pinning feeling like a lot of wasted time. Mingi responded almost immediately by pressing his hands against your lower back to press you against him more as he deepened the kiss and rolled his hips. The friction caused both of you to moan and break the kiss.
“God damn jagi. You are perfect. Too think I could have had you like this forever ago if I wasn’t such a coward.” He peppered your face and neck with kisses as his hips worked in deliberate circles.
“Better late than never. We have all the time in the world.” It was then that a knock resounded on the door. Both of you yelled at Jungho through the door to go away.
It was late, around midnight, you’d say. The air was cool on the rooftop as you looked out into the sea of lights followed by tall and petite buildings. Some dim lights could be seen scattered across the windows signaling that people are working overtime, trying to earn an extra buck. But, here you were, watching the cars zoom past with minimal honking sound afterward. Elbows are resting on the cool brick on the ledge of your apartment building, the warmth of a mug clung to your fingertips as the rest of your hand was covered by your boyfriend’s giant sweater, creating cute sweater paws. Bringing the mug up to your lips, blowing lightly on the liquid, cooling it down before taking a sip. The tea smoothly runs down your throat soothing you instantly, making you feel refreshed and relaxed. Pulling back from the ledge you felt long arms wrap around your waist making you jump and tense up. They rested their chin on your shoulder and looked back to see who it was, low and behold it was your dorky boyfriend, Mingi. You melt into his touch and lean back into him, he hums leaving a gentle kiss to your neck. “What are you doing up here?” He asks, his voice deep and groggy.
“I couldn’t sleep,” You confess. He nods into your neck and mutters something you couldn’t make out. You hum and tilt your head at him, his eyes are closed and lips are slightly parted. His features are soft and the urge to just kiss him grew strong and you couldn’t help but mentally squeal over how adorable he looked.
“I said, I missed you,” he mumbled a little louder this time tightening his hold around your waist. You feel yourself grinning from ear to ear at his words, the simple statement sending your heart and brain into overdrive and a blush creeping its way onto your cheeks. Placing your hand over his you start to rub soothing circles.
Summary: super tiny proposal fic w Dick Grayson (~620 words)
Dick sat at the table and adjusted his bow tie for the tenth time that night. He'd been waiting for almost thirty minutes, his nerves prompting him to arrive at the restaurant earlier than necessary. As his hands crept back up towards his neck, the front door opening caught his eye. His breath caught in his chest as his date walked through the door. She was beautiful, wearing a long red dress that showed off her curves, hair curling around her shoulders in soft waves.
He rose from his chair, kissing her cheek and pulling out her chair. “You look amazing, mea vita.”
She smiled up at him, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “I've never been to a place as nice as this, I wasn't sure what to wear. I hope this is okay.”
Dick sat back in his seat, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. How could she have any doubts, as amazing as she looked? “It's perfect, babe. I ordered some wine and bruschetta already, it should be here soon.”
“You know just what I like,” she said with an exaggerated wink.
They settled into their seats to wait for their first course. Words flowed easily from both of them, filling each other in on their work days, or nights, in Dick's case. Dinner passed as food was brought and removed from the table. Dick could feel his nerves becoming more and more wound. He patted his pocket lightly, hoping she wouldn't notice the movement.
She leaned forward to grab another piece of bread and her dress slipped from her shoulder. His gaze settled on the skin there. When she noticed his eyes lingering on her, she grazed her foot up the side of his leg. He snapped his eyes back to her face to see her smirking at him. He reached down and grabbed her leg, running his thumb over her ankle, winking when she shuddered.
He dropped her leg quickly, the contact increasing his anxiety.
Finally their dessert arrived. He'd ordered her favorite - chocolate lava cake with ice cream and fresh strawberries. The waiter sat the plate between them and retreated.
Dick took a deep breath, and as his date was distracted by grabbing a fork to dig into the dessert, he dropped to one knee beside her and slipped the little box from his pocket.
She turned to him and gasped at the sight of the ring held out to her. Her eyes flew back and forth between Dick's face and the box in his hand.
He reached out, taking one of her hands in his. “My love, I've wanted to do this since the moment we met. Every second we've spent together has been my favorite on earth, and all I want is to have more of these moments with you. You make me a better man, and all I can do is work for the rest of my life to prove that I deserve you. I will love you for the rest of my life, and if there is something after that, I will love you then too.”
He sat the box on the table, pulling the ring out and holding it out to her. “Will you marry me?”
He held his breath as she sat in silence for a moment, stunned. Then she sprang from her chair, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Yes, Dick! Of course I'll marry you, oh my god!”
He leaned back from her just far enough to slip the ring onto her finger before circling his arms back around her as the restaurant burst into applause. His eyes closed, soaking up the moment, smiling at the thought of all the other moments they would have.
Summary: i wrote this as a totally indulgent fic for Steph and she never even read it but thats okay bc i think its good. basically mikey and steph meet at m&g and then he invites her backstage to bang! (about 1400 words)
Rating: 18+ (its smut yall!!)
Warnings: choking, biting, unprotected sex, a little roughness
Steph handed her ticket over to be scanned and then stepped through the metal detector. She was nervous about seeing a concert by herself, but she’d managed to snag VIP for 5 Seconds of Summer, so it was completely worth it. She followed the crowd to queue up in the meet and greet line. Her palms sweat and she wiped them down the front of her skirt, trying to calm her nerves. No big deal, she was only meeting her favorite band on the planet. Her hands shook at the thought of coming face to face at her number one celebrity crush, Michael Clifford.
After waiting for about a half an hour, the band came out and sat behind a table to sign some autographs. The fans waiting in line started murmuring in excitement, and a cheer went up. Steph pulled her album copy from her purse as the line started shuffling forward. It went quicker than she expected, and her nerves weren’t abating.
A moment later, she was automatically sticking her hand out for Ashton to shake. Distractedly, she looked over at Michael to find that he was already staring at her. Her hand froze in Ashton’s as she looked into Michael’s green eyes. Michael’s hand froze too, in the middle of the autograph he was signing. Steph blinked a few times before looking back at Ashton.
“Um, hi! It’s so nice to meet you,” she said, handing over her CD.
She exchanged some chit-chat with him and Luke, and then she was finally standing in front of Michael. He stood suddenly, holding out his hand. Steph placed her hand in his and he brought it to his lips, placing a light kiss on her knuckles. He sat back in his seat, still holding her hand.
“Hi, what’s your name?”
She felt speechless.
“Um, it’s uh- it’s Stephanie. Steph. It’s Stephanie, but everyone calls me Steph.” Her words came out as a babble once she’d found her tongue.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Steph,” he responded with a smile. He still hadn’t let go of her hand.
“You too…,” she fell silent again as his eyes caught hers and seemed to hold her still.
The line behind her started muttering and clearing their throats, and she realized that the other boys were staring as well. She dropped Mikey’s hand and slid down to get Calum’s autograph. Glancing back at Michael one more time before moving out of the room, she saw that his eyes were still trained on her.
Walking into the arena, she took her seat in only the second row back from the stage. The massive room filled, and faster than she could believe, the concert began. It flew by, the performance the band put on the best she’d ever seen, though she may have been biased. Was she imagining things, or was Michael making eye contact with her throughout the show?
“Thank you, and good night!”
The band took their final bow and Steph stood to leave. Before she’d gotten to the end of the row, a security guard stopped her.
“Excuse me, Steph?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
“Can you come with me please?”
Her eyes widened. “Is something wrong?”
He smiled, reassuring her. “No, not at all. I was just asked to bring you backstage.”
She followed him, but her mind was racing. Backstage? What was going on?
The guard dropped her at the door of the green room, and she stepped inside, heart in her throat. Michael stood just inside the door, alone. As soon as she shut the door behind her, he grabbed her waist and shoved her into the wall, pressing close. He stared down at her intensely, before leaning down to whisper in her ear.
“I have wanted you all night,” he said, his hot breath tickling the skin of her neck.
His words sent a shiver down Steph’s spine. He brought a hand up to her face, running his thumb along her jaw.
“Is this okay?” he asked quietly.
She nodded, unable to speak, and his mouth crashed into hers. Her lips parted, and his tongue slipped inside, desperate to taste any part of her. His hand moved from her jaw to wrap around her throat, pressing her head back into the wall, baring the skin for him. His other hand dropped to her waist, lifting the edge of her shirt to lay his fingers on the soft skin there. Michael’s mouth left hers only to be placed immediately under her jaw where it met her throat. He sank his teeth into the skin there, causing her to cry out. He released her immediately.
“I’m sorry, are you okay?,” he asked, placing his hands on either side of her face.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”
He grinned, sucking hickies into her neck as he shoved one of his legs between hers. She ground her hips down into his thigh, desperate for contact on her wet heat. He sucked sharply above her collar bone, tongue darting out to soothe the pain. Steph’s fingers tangled into Michael’s hair, gripping him to her.
He stepped back just far enough to tear her shirt over her head, running his hands over her breasts. His eyes were heavy with lust as he traced over the lacy fabric. Michael reattached his mouth to hers, her head banging back into the wall in reaction to his rough kiss. His bulge pressed into her core. She moaned into his mouth, the pleasure of his touch mixed with the pain making her even wetter.
He pulled her skirt up around her hips, sliding his fingers into her panties to tease her entrance.
He groaned. “So wet…”
His fingers grazed over her clit and her breath quickened.
“Like that, do you, little girl?” He began circling his fingers on the tight bundle of nerves there.
She dug her nails into his shoulders, the feeling making her legs shake. As he felt Steph start to tremble, he lifted her against the wall. Steph wrapped her legs around his waist, the bulge of his hard cock digging into her even more.
“You’re so wet, for me, aren’t you? Do you want me to fuck you?”
She nodded.
“Beg me.”
“Please Michael. Please fuck me. I want you so bad.”
He maneuvered his hand between you, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out of the opening. Her eyes widened at the size, not even sure if she could take it all. Michael pressed the head of his cock at her entrance, before slipping in slowly.
His pace was excruciating. Although she was glad to be able to adjust to his size, she wanted him inside her.
“Fuck,” he moaned. “You’re so fucking hot, baby.”
He paused, giving Steph just a second to adjust before he pulled out and slammed back into her. She cried out, throwing her head back in ecstasy. His hand gripped her ass, holding her legs around him as he pounded her.
“Say my name, little girl. I want to hear you,” he growled.
“Michael,” she called out, breathless. “Oh, yes, Michael.”
The sound of his name in her mouth only caused him to quicken his pace. He brought his hand back to your throat, squeezing. Her vision went fuzzy from the partial loss of oxygen, sending her deeper into ecstasy. He pumped in and out of her, driving her closer and closer to her orgasm.
“Right there… right there,” she breathed.
Her walls clenched around him, causing him to dig his nails into the skin of her ass.
“Keep doing that and I’m going to cum, little girl.”
“Yes… yes… cum. I need to cum. Please,” she begged.
His hand moved from Steph’s throat to her clit, resuming the pattern of circles he had begun earlier. The sudden return of oxygen and the contact on her most sensitive part sent her over he edge, and she spasmed. Her quivering brought on Michael’s orgasm, and he moved through it as he filled her with his cum.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he demanded.
“I’m yours. I’m all yours.”
They stilled, Michael resting his forehead against Steph’s. She slid down, gingerly placing her feet on the floor before readjusting her clothes. He zipped his pants and flashed that grin at her once again.
She smiled back. “Well, like I said earlier. VERY nice to meet you.”
“Let me get your number. I’d love to, you know, meet you again sometime.”
He walked her out to her car, kissing her goodbye more sweetly than she would have thought possible.
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