Curtain Calls | Sam Kiszka
Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Oral Sex (F! and M! Receiving), Unprotected Sex (WRAP IT UP PLEASE), Cockwarming
Author’s Note: Hello my lovelies!! Here it is, the highly awaited request! Inspired by this anon, as well as having this moment included by this lovely anon. Also sorry if its poorly edited :(
Everyone was scattering around the hallways, the show was in approximately 45 minutes. Josh and Danny had already gotten their makeup done, and ready for the show. Jake had you touch up his eyeliner, and straighten out his new suit.
“Where is your brother Samuel?” You shook your head, Sam always got ready last minute. Even when it came to makeup, you were always yelling at him for being late for his makeup session.
“Probably snoozing with Rosie in the greenroom.” Jake shrugged, chuckling softly.
“Ugh…” Your feet began dragging you near his greenroom, knocking loudly. “Samuel Francis Kiszka, get your ass in the dressing room.”
Hearing a groan from the other side, “I’m coming Y/N.”
You huffed making your way to your station, everything was already set up to put his makeup on. And you had hoped he was smart enough to put his suit on, since by the time you would finish with him he would only have a few minutes till they had to be on stage.
Surely enough you hear footsteps making way to you, turning around your met by the handsome brunette. And he was indeed wearing his suit.
“Wow, you actually listened for once…” You clicked your tongue.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sam sat in the chair looking at you.
“Sam I’ve been working on tour with you these past two months, how are you still forgetting to show up early enough.” You started to prime his eyes, before getting the eyeshadow palette in your hands.
“I’m sorry, I'm just still new to all of this.” He slouched a bit.
“Sit upright, I need to make this look perfect.” You poked his shoulder.
“Yes ma’am.” He smirked at you, in response you roll your eyes.
Sam always did have the younger sibling personality that everyone would talk about. Sometimes you found it utterly annoying but deep down, you found it cute about him. But he was in fact an adult, who just liked to have his childish fun antics.
The relationship between the two of you this tour had been wonderful. Anytime there was a small break between shows, he’d take you around the cities or small towns to show you his favorite places. He even had you join him on a small vacation to the Carolina’s with Rosie.
You tried to get out of it, but he was consistent with getting you to join him. And you figured if you said no, you felt that would’ve changed your relationship and made work awkward. The only reason you didn’t particularly want to go, was simply that you had feelings for Sam.
There had always been casual flirting between the two of you. But nothing more than that, in fact the one time in the green room the two of you had fallen asleep on the couch and were woken up by Jenny. She was another makeup artist for the guys, she mostly worked with Josh and Danny but you would help assist her.
Ever since then, Sam and you have talked more. Sending recipes to one another, he even taught you how to make pickles. Sam was just a kind hearted man, that you truly didn’t know how to express your feelings to him.
“So, are we going with what we’ve been doing? Or are we taking a new approach tonight?” You looked through your palette and the liquid eyeshadow you had.
“The usual…” He said softly, taking a sip of his Topo-Chico.
“You know, I really think we can get more creative…” You smiled softly, applying a layer of the glittery liquid eye shadow to put on his lids.
“You’re the mastermind here… Not me.” He chuckled softly.
“Maybe in the next show we’ll try something new. If you’re up for it that is.” You smiled at him softly.
“Yeah, I think I’d like that.” He smiled softly his cheeks turning a rosy tone.
You giggled softly, grabbing a palette, taking a brush and dapping it into the silver shadow. You gently apply it to his eyelids, dragging it out, blending it softly into the underlayer.
“You’re really good at this ya know?” He kept his lids closed, fearing you would scold him for opening them while you worked on his look.
“I’d hope, I didn’t go to beauty school for nothing.” You giggled softly, grabbing another silver shadow packing it onto his lid.
Earning a chuckle from him, “Hard work pays off.”
You smiled softly, finishing the rest of his eye makeup. “Should I add rhinestones?” You pulled away from his face grabbing the pack of rhinestones.
“Yeah, might as well. Can’t out-do Josh though.” He smiled softly looking in the mirror at your work.
“Josh creates his own look before even having Jenny or I do his makeup.” You giggled softly, applying makeup glue to the rhinestones applying them gently to his cheekbone.
“He likes to be prepared, I guess.” He chuckles, you smiled back to him finishing up his look with about 15 minutes left till they hit the stage.
“Well, what do you think?” You asked as you cleaned up your workspace.
He stood up, looking at himself in the mirror. “It looks great, as always Y/N.” He smiled, turning towards you, his stare focusing towards your tits.
“Sam… my eyes are up here.” You snapped your fingers at him.
“You wore that top purposely. I know you took your sweatshirt off before I came in here. Don’t act all innocent. You wanted me to stare at your tits, didn’t you?” He chuckled softly.
He knew you all too well, you always wore a light sweatshirt no matter what. Sue me is what you thought to yourself. You couldn’t deny the attraction you had towards Sam. In fact your feelings had only gotten stronger towards him after the small trip you took with him.
“Uh huh… I’m sure that’s what it is.” Sam drags his finger up your thigh, moving it slowly towards your center. The one day you chose to wear a skirt to work, and he pulls that stunt.
You stop him, grabbing his wrist “You at least gotta kiss me first.”
“Say less.” Sam straightens himself, putting both hands on the side of you, pressing you up against the counter, trapping you in.
“Look at you stuttering angel. Don’t get nervous now.” He smirked at you.
Sam looks deep into your eyes, leaning forward. You move your head a bit. “Playing hard to get are we? Or is that you retreating because you’re scared you might like it.”
Sam goes to move away but not before you pull him in tightly for a kiss. He places a hand on your waist pulling you closer to him deepening the kiss.
That is when you hear a knock, disrupting the kiss. The two of you break apart from one another.
“5 minutes till show!” Richard yelled through the door.
“Fuck…” Sam sighed softly, resting his forehead against yours.
“You should probably go, don’t want to be late to the stage.” You giggled softly.
“Josh already was, what would the difference be if I was.” He laughed softly.
“The difference is he is vocals, and can at least sing off stage. Whereas you play the bass and should be on the stage already.” You shoved him lightly to get him towards the door.
“Don’t think this is over…” He rubbed your cheek softly with his thumb.
“I’ll be on the sides cheering for ya Sammy.” You blushed.
He smiled, pecking your lips softly before making way out of the room. You sighed softly, shaking your head. Did that really just happen?
You cleaned up your workstation, getting everything packed up to be set on the trucks before making way to the side stage to catch the next song after the opening.
The guys weren’t kidding when they said they liked to blow shit up. The shows were always electrifying and exciting. Keeping the fans on their toes for what was next. Sam running back and forth between keys and bass.
It was absolutely amazing to see them live their dreams, and of course you were to. When you had been asked to be a part of Greta’s team you were absolutely thrilled after seeing Josh’s looks for the Dreams In Gold tour, not only that Jenny had put in a request for you to be a part of the team. She had liked your technique in makeup.
After an exhilarating show, you make your way back to Sam’s dressing room with makeup remover and cleaning cloths to remove Sam’s makeup after his show. He always had you helping him as he claims he doesn’t really know what to use, or what skin care products to apply afterwards.
But you lately have been finding it to become an excuse for him to spend more time with you. And after what happened earlier this evening, there was no denying it now.
Sam came into the room, locking the door behind him pressing you against the counter immediately pressing his lips against yours.
You were taken back a bit, but wrapped your arms around his neck kissing him back hungrily. It was like you were both starved and deprived of one another.
Tangling your hands in his hair, you tugged slightly earning a groan from him. Letting you slip your tongue into his mouth, exploring it for a bit not until you felt Sam’s hard-on pressing against your thigh. Earning a moan from you. He was lengthy, and average in girth from what you could feel.
“Sammy…” You whisper against his lips, panting softly.
“Angel, please…” He said with honey in his voice.
“Don’t stop…” You blushed, kissing him again, as he reaches to pull your top off. Lifting it over your head, breaking the kiss just for a moment. He then returns back to kissing you, while groping your breasts with his hands.
Moaning into the kiss, you feel his dick throbbing against your thigh. He wanted this just as much as you did. You began to palm him through his pants, he bucked his hips forward from your touch. Causing you to giggle softly.
“I’ve been dreaming of this ever since that trip…” He muttered under his breath.
“Then I guess all this pent up sexual frustration will make this worth the while.” You smiled softly, as his hands wrapped around you back to unclasp your bra.
He ran his hands over your shoulder and down to your breasts again, massaging the one with his hand and taking the other into his mouth. He licked over the mound of your hardened nipple, sucking and biting softly. Earning nothing but words of pleasure from you.
“Sam…” His name falls off of your tongue like sugar.
He looks up at you with his brown eyes, pupils blown lust filled. You bite your lip from the sight, as he removes his mouth using his other hand to pinch your nipple softly.
“What baby…” He smiled softly.
“I need more…” You tilt your head back slowly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you angel…” He smiled, kissing your lips softly. Moving you towards the couch in the room.
Once the back of your knees hit the couch you, Sam stood above you smiling down at you softly.
“You better remove those pants, I don’t think you want to be questioned on how they got dirty…” You giggled softly tugging lightly at his satin pants.
“They get dry cleaned anyways…” He chuckled lightly, removing his pants, leaving him in his briefs. His cock strained against the fabric. You felt your breath hitch in your throat from the sight.
Sam knelt down in front of you, moving his hand over your center. You had soaked through your panties already, practically pooling in them. He ran his fingers across collecting some of the arousal.
“You already made such a mess… Should I help clean it up?” He looked up at you, placing his hand on the hem lining of your panties.
You nodded your head fervently, “Please…”
He smirked, pulling them off of you, putting it with the rest of the discarded clothes. He placed your legs above his shoulder’s his face coming close to your center. You could feel him breathing against your thighs, causing goosebumps to rise.
Sam began kissing the insides of your thighs, biting softly leaving marks behind. Your head lolled back, as he licked a strip up your center. Causing a whine to slip from your lips. He continued to lick slowly, and languidly.
Your hips bucked forward against his face, causing his nose to brush against your clit. Making another noise slip past your lips. He held your thighs tightly, getting to work quickly. He flicked his eyes up at you watching the faces you made as he ate you out. He slipped two fingers inside tightening around him, as you were already close to the brim of your first orgasm.
He started to pay more attention to your clit, sucking and licking it more than before. Earning pornagraphic sounds from you, trying to keep your voice to a minimum as to not alert anyone potentially walking by the room. You felt the band start to break.
The next head nuzzle Sam made, had been the pushing point of your orgasm. Spews of, Oh fuck, Sammy… leaving your lips as he calmed you from your high. Your legs tremble above his shoulders as he slips away placing them down.
He looked back up at you, your arousal covered his lips. “Come here, taste yourself.” You met his face kissing his lips roughly. He kissed you back, biting your lip softly.
“Tastes like sugar…” He smirked against your lips.
“Sit…” You stood up looking at him.
Sam nodded, taking a seat on the couch. You knelt before him pulling his boxers down his legs, throwing them with your pile of clothes. His dick sprung up, hitting his abdomen. He was painfully hard, throbbing and some pre-cum spilling from the tip.
You moved your hands up his thighs slowly, and wrapped your one hand around him pumping him slowly. His mouth agape, letting out a quiet groan. “Y/N…”
“Don’t worry Sammy, I’ll make you feel good.” You blushed softly.
He nodded his head, caressing your cheek with his hand acknowledging you to continue. And so you do, licking the tip slowly teasing him. He shuddered underneath you, giggling softly. You wrap your mouth around him, inching your way down as you take him in. Careful not to make yourself gag, he let out another groan.
You moved your hand downwards to Sam's balls, gently cupping your hand around them, moving them around in your hand. He huffed, his head rolling back.
“Fuck angel…” He closed his eyes, feeling you work on him.
You hummed as you continued to bob your head, swirling your tongue around his shaft. Earning praises from him as you continued your little moves, getting him closer to release.
That’s when he tapped your cheek with his fingers. “Not yet, I want to fuck that pretty cunt.”
You removed your mouth from him, a string of saliva as you continued to pump him with your hand. You straddle his waist lining yourself up with him.
“Don’t worry, I’m on the pill.” You smiled softly at him, before sinking down on his length. Gasping as he bottoms out in you.
“Like fucking velvet…” He grunts, grabbing your waist softly.
After adjusting to his length, you started to ride him slowly. Wrapping your hands around his neck, he moved his face towards your breasts paying close attention to them as you started to gain some momentum.
He latched his mouth onto your right breast, licking and sucking on your nipple. Biting softly, earning moans from you. Starting to rotate your hips in figure eights, Sam starts to moan the vibrations against your breast making you wetter.
He removed his mouth from your breast, cupping your face with his one hand. “Come on baby… I know you're close.”
You nodded, starting to bounce more on his cock. Everytime you would come down, he’d meet you with a particularly hard thrust, sending you over the moon.
Sam then held your waist tighter, picking up the pace by thrusting faster and harder into you. You pressed flush against his chest, running your hands into his hair pulling slightly as pornagraphic sounds left your mouth.
You felt yourself getting closer, and by Sam’s breathing you could tell he was near as well.
“I’m so close…” You moaned into his ear quietly.
“Let go… I'm almost there. I want to feel you all around me…” He groaned softly, rubbing circles on your clit.
Within the next minute you went into overdrive. Praises flew from your mouth as you clenched around him, seeing colors as you came. “Sam…” Your head rolled back.
“That’s it baby…” He moaned softly, within a couple more thrusts that became faltered and slow. He was spilling his release into you.
The two of you sat there on the couch, chests pressed against one another. Sweaty, and panting as you both came down from your high.
You giggled softly, kissing his cheek.
“Oh, Sam… Your makeup...” You went to move, but he kept his grip on your waist keeping you from moving.
“Sam.” You looked at him.
“Just let me stay inside a little longer. You feel like home.”
As He softens inside of you. And you can’t say no to such a pretty face, so you obliged.
With his strength, that surprised you he had stood up holding you not slipping out of you. Moving over to the chair where you had the makeup wipes and remover to clean his face.
“There, now you can take care of me.” He chuckled softly.
You blushed and started to remove the makeup off of his face while you sat there as his little cock warmer….
After cleaning him up, you moved off of him, wincing from the loss of him.
“Come on, let’s shower. I’m tired.” You motioned to him.
He stood up, following you to the shower off the right of the room. Then you heard pounding on the door.
“Next time, can you do that in the goddamn hotel!” A crew member yelled.
You and Sam looked at each other busting into fits of laughter. You blushed slightly from embarrassment.
“Well… I guess we’ll have to work on that pretty girl.” He pulled you into the bathroom, shutting the door behind the two of you, pulling you in for another kiss.
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