𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 - 𝙳𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚒𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚢𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛
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Warnings: wall fucking(and other places), LOTS of vocalisation, hair pulling, both dougie and reader are switches, desperation, no protection, marking, almost caught Word count: 1.9k Genre: Smut Summary:You surpirse dougie whilst he's on tour in the crowd and meet him backstage after the show to "Catch up" Pairings: girlfriend!reader x basist!dougie A/n: I'm trying to get some more mcfly stuff out plus I'm gonna start with busted stuff too, requests are welcome as long as they say open. Reposts comments and likes are muckly appreciated. Thank you lovelys :) Proof read?: Mostly
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"It comes with dating a rock star."
"You get used to it."
"It's only a few months"
They were all said to you a bit too often for your liking. When your boyfriend was away from you for months touring with his band, a tour which you could not joij him on due to work, it was no surprise that it took a toll on both of you. It didn't matter that you'd video call after each show every night, you still missed each other like hell. After the calls, you'd lie in bed at night, staring at the ceiling as you felt cold and empty without dougie's presence in the bed with you. In the middle of the night, you'd wake up from rolling over to hold him, only for your arm to fall into the dip in the bed dougie had left. Eventually, you decided he was gonna be away about a week longer than you could handle, you took matters into your own hands.
The mcbusted tour was about 3 dates off of finishing, Dougie was halfway down the country after returning from the australia part of the tour. The night before, you had been telling dougie how much you missed him and how much you wished those last couple dates weren't in the tour so he could come home to you. This was gonna be a surprise for him. Somehow, you managed to convince your boss to allow you a couple of days off to see dougie. You contacted Dougies mcbusted bandmate, and also the friend that you two met through, asking him to get you into the concert and to help surprise dougie, he agreed and made sure to let the venue staff know.
You prettied yourself up at home in dougie's favourite outift of yours and one of his hoodies to keep you warm. You made the 4 hour drive to the venue and snuck in with the concert fans to a specfic seat in the arena. After waiting for a bit the music finally started and the band came out onto the stage. Seeing dougie on stage made your heart flutter and beat rapidly. Although you were his girlfriend of 5 years, it still felt like you were one of the fans, watching your favourite member of the band with hearts in your eyes.
For a good hour, you sat back and enjoyed the concert, not taking your eyes off dougie for more than 30 seconds, until his surprise came. See for the other shows on the tour, mcbusted had put a kiss cam on the back screen mid way through the show, and this was what you'd arranged with james. The boys in the band pretended to scan the crowd for someone to put on kiss cam before James pointed your direction. The rest of the band turned round to look at the screen as your face appeared with a sly smile on it. Dougies jaw was on the floor. He kept looking towards you, then back up at the screen as you held back your excitement and waved to the camera. The rest of the boys laughed and cheered before announcing who you were, all while Dougie remained in shock and disbelief. You held up a shirt from the tour merch with all the boys on and kissed the area wherw dougie was printed on shirt before doing a mischievous little wave with your fingers to the camera right as pulled away from you.
Right after your little appreance in the crowd, the nearby security in the crowd escorted you backstage, just in case there was some crazy fan girl in the crowd that could have done something. You headed to sit just off stage, watching the show from the side and enjoying the rest of the show, waiting paitently to get probaly a telling off by your boyfriend. Once again, he didn't know you were there, so when the show finished and the boys came off stage, dougies jaw was once again the floor seeing you stood waiting for him immediately. "Come here, you little pain." You giggled and walked into dougies open arms, holding him tightly. For a moment, everything went quiet aside from the sound of dougies rapid heartbeat in your ear. It felt good, it felt right, it felt comforting. The silence was broken however, when dougie held your chin and tilted it to look up at him. He had a devilish smirk plastered across his lips before nodding towards a nearby supply closet.
Within seconds, dougie was shoving you against the wall of the cleaning cupboard, the smell of chemicals did nothing to deter the agressive make out session happening. Both of you let out small moans into the kiss as your habds roamed over dougies sweaty chest and over his shoulders. His hands were just as active, snaking up into your shirt and groping as you like your tits were just there for his stress relief. "Fuck ive missed being able to touch you angel." You smiled and one hand snaked up to the back of his hair and suddebly gave his hair a tug. "Maybe if you weren't away for so long on tour, you wouldn't have this problem. You didn't care long he went away in tour, you were happy for his success. And he knew this, he knew you would rather he be away for months on tour so he could do what he wanted, plus it meant when he did comebback you got "missed you" sex which was also a bonus. However during these fucks, you always acted like you despised the tours, knowing how much it riled him up.
This time was no difffent. Dougies eyes darkened and your wrists were suddenly pinned above your head as he gripped one side of your shirt between his teeth, gripping the other side with his free hand and ripping it open, popping buttons onto the cold concrete floor. You gasped at the cold air on your abdomen, followed by the wamr feeling of dougies tounge licking a strip from the base of your stomach up to your neck. You let out a small chuckle and leaned your head back on the wall, smirking at your horny, riled up boyfriend. He smirked back and placed a painfully slow, sloppy kiss on your jaw. He was clearly intentionally drawing this out to piss you off and rile you up as revenge. And once again, this tactic worked. You started to whine and found it hard to stand still, sandwhiched between dougie and the wall.
Noticing you were now just as riled up as he was, dougie grinned and let go of your wrists, pushing your shirt off your shoulders and wrapping his arms round your waist and placing you on a set of drawers. You watched as he knelt down, pushed your skirt up, gripped your tights, and ripped the crotch open. He stood back up between your legs and unbuttoned his now strained shorts. You smiled and tilted your head watching him pull his erect and leaking cock from his shorts and boxers. You waisted no time wrapping your legs round his waist when he grabbed your waist. "Fuck i need to feel you so bad angel-" Dougie cut himself off by letting out a quite loud moan as he pushed his full length into you at once.
You let out a breathy curse and clamped one of your hands firmly over dougies mouth. He gave you mere seconds to adjust before starting to move his hips quickly like an animal in heat. This time, you were the one that let out an unintentionally loud moan, Dougie moved one of his hands from holding your hips to cover your mouth, mirroring what you were doing to him. To make up for one less arm holding your weight, dougie now had to press you firmly against the concrete wall of the closet. Since your shirt was currently ripped and discarded in the floor, your bare back hit the cold wall, mixing with the feeling of dougie plowing into you, making you gasp and let out a quite loud moan again. Dougie would have told you to keep it down, but he wasn't really in any postion to. Across from you. he was whimpering and moaning your name into your palm like it was some kind of sacred chant, over and over and over again.
Your head tipped back as his head found that soft spongy spot inide you that always drove your crazy. In response, your hand flew to the back of his head again and tugged on his blonde sweaty locks to divert how you expressed your pleasure. Thing was dougie was a real sucker for hair pulling, just a few tugs had his knees buckling, making him fall to his knees (which would definetly be bruised in the morning), giving you more control. Without missing a beat, you kept up with dougies rhythm by boucing in his lap. Both of you continued to keep each other quiet. But after a few minutes of fucking, the two of you got a bit too distracted by pleasure, that you both forgot to silence the other, your hand had snaked between your hands and was fondling dougies tight balls while his was giving attention to your breasts as his mouth left dark purple marks across your chest and neck. You kept your lips pressed against his sweaty forehead.
This proved to almost give you both away as you both got closer and closer to orgasm, not letting each other know due to being too focused who could push their tongue down the others' throat. So when the two of you ended up hitting your violent orgasms at the same time, you both let out a quite loud and frankly pathetic noise. Unlucky for you, dougies bandmates, james and Tom were walking around trying to find their long-haired bassist and just happened to be passing the closet. "You hear that?" James looked over at his bespeckled bandmate with furrowed eyebrows. Tom nodded and then glanced at the door. You and dougie heard their voices and looked at each other wide-eyed, panicking, not knowing what to do, if tom opened that door, him and jaes would see quite the scene. You both just sat there waiting for the door to open, however right as the handle turned, a third voice, one with a thick bolton accent called for Tom and James. "Never mind, we found his guitar lads. He's probably already left with the missus." Tom and James shrugged and walked back off to the rest of the band.
You and Dougie both relaxed, hearing the footsteps getting quieter. After a few minutes of basking in the after sex air, you both pulled each other to your feet and started to get dressed. Within seconds, Dougie looked as he did when entering the closet. However, you had a problem. Your shirt was still ripped and now not really wearable. "Darling, i can't really walk out in that shirt, so now what?" You crossed your arms at him. Dougie giggled slightly at your pout before untying the plaid shirt, which was very luckily round his waist and threw it to you. "And stop pouting, I'll buy you a new shirt to replace it, angel." You giggled and shook your head, buttoning the shirt up before you both snuck out the supply closet and out the venue without the rest of the band seeing. You were both far from done with each other for the night, and his hotel room was calling.
