Young Miko x Black Reader!SMUT!
*Disclaimer! This story is fictional and in no way reflects the real person I am writing about.*
*I dreamed this in the car, so here I am writing it. I am also ovulating. You're welcome.*
You weren't supposed to be here. Not really, anyway. Your friend works at State Farm Arena and had sworn up and down that as long as you stay out of the way, nobody would care. So you sat a few rows back from the stage with your phone in your lap.
The venue felt strange when it was empty. No flashing lights. No bass shaking the floor. Just people scattering everywhere to set up.
Then Miko came out in a tee , sweats, and those comfy little tennis shoes she always wears.
Her hair hung down to just above her shoulders with a cap on her head.
Your breath hitched and you looked down immediately.
You glanced up at your friend who was untangling wires as she mouthed, be normal.
You immediately looked offended.
Miko spoke briefly in Spanish through the mic, then the music started.
You tried not to stare but the problem with an empty venue is that there was nowhere else to look.
Miko noticed you by the second song.
She didn't stop right away. She glanced in your direction one, then again a few minutes later.
After another run-through, Miko lowered the micand looked toward you again.
You froze before pointing to yourself. "Me?"
She tilted her head a little and smiled. "you see anybody else watching me?"
"No," you said sititng up a little. "I'm just...here."
Miko laughed. "That sounds suspicious."
"It's not suspicious. It's more like....moral support."
Miko laughed again and looked at the crew. "Who let her in?"
Your friend raised her hand. "She's with me. She's harmless."
Miko looked back at you and smiled. "You dangerous?"
You shrugged.. "Depends on who's asking."
Miko decided instantly that she liked that answer. "Okay, stay there then."
She finished her soundcheck, but every now and then her eyes drifted back to you. By the time the last song cut off, you'd already told yourself to go find your friend, Kara.
Kara had gotten pulled into some issue near the loading area and pointed at you before walking away. "Please stay put."
Kara shakes her head and disappears throught the side door.
You were typing a message when you heard footsteps.
"You always sneak into soundchecks?"
Up close, Miko was even more beautiful. Blue eyes, tattoos up and down her arms and smile that light up any room she entered.
"Only when they perform here."
You glanced at the door. "She had to go handle some stuff."
Someone from her team came over and told her the car was ready to take her back to the hotel. She nodded but her eyes stayed on you.
Vicky nodded towards the side door. "You wanna come hang with me for little bit?"
You looked her up and down. "Is that something you normally ask people you just met?"
She put her hands into her pockets. "Not really."
You looked at her like you expected more but Vicky didn't rush to explain herself.
"Wasn't trying to be," she says backing towards the door. "You coming?"
You stand and follow her out as she smiles.
When you get in the car, your phone lights up.
Karebear: WHERE DID YOU WANDER OFF TO??
You: I didn't wander. I know exactly where i'm going
You put your phone on DND and lock it.
Vicky stretches out next to you. "Your friend seems concerned."
Vicky laughs and keeps her eyes on you in way that makes it hard to sit still.
"No,"you answer way too quickly.
For a few minutes neither of you say anything.
Vicky reaches for a water bottle and takes a sip. "You from Atlanta?"
Vicky looks at you for a second longe then smiles again and looks out the window.
The hotel isn't far from the venue. Too close, honestly. You barely have time to second guess before the car is pulling up to the entrance and the door is opened from the outside.
She doesn't rush you or hold her hand out.
Vicky walks a step ahead of you, glancing over her shoulder every few secodns to chekc on you.
You don't make eye contact with anybody on her team or in the lobby because you already know what they're thinking.
Truth is...you knoe exactly what you're doing.
Vicky slows down near the elevators letting you catch up. "You good mami?"
The elevator dings and the doors open.
Vicky steps to the side to let you on first.
One of her team members who you learned was called Mari is about to get on too but Vicky gives her a quick look.
"Estoy bien," Vicky says.
Mari pauses, then nods. "Escribeme después"
The doors close, leaving just the two of you.
Your phone buzzes every few seconds.
Kara was definitely pressing "Notify Anyway".
Vicky laughs every time the phone goes off. "Kara stll spiraling?"
Vicky shakes her head. "You're trouble."
The elevator eventually comes to a stop.
Vicky steps out and you follow her down the hall.
She stops at what you assume is her room and swipes the key card.
Vicky opens the door and steps aside to let you in first.
You kick you shoes off and set your purse down.
Vicky kicks her shoes off as well.
She follows behind. "You want something to drink?" She asks, grabbing two bottles of water from the fridge.
"Yes, thank you." You reply smiling and grab a bottle from her.
You twist the cap off and take a few sips before setting it on the coffee table.
You walk further into the room and look around.
Vicky leans against the counter and watches you take it all in. "You're nosey"
Vicky pushes off the counter and walks up behind you.
When you turn around, she's close enough that your nose brushes hers.
You lift your eyebrows. "Can I help you?"
Her mouth curves. "Maybe"
Vicky's eyes drop to your mouth for half a second.
"You brought me up here Vicky, don't get shy now."
She laughs under her breath and leans in.
You quickly close the space yourself.
She kisses you like she's trying to see what you'll let her get away with.
Her hands find your ass as you put yours on the back of her neck to pull her closer.
Vicky smiles against your mouth.
Vicky takes it from your back pocket and tosses it onto the desk.
You laugh as she begins to trail kisses from your lips down to your jaw before she eventually connects her mouth to your neck.
You let out a small moan as she gently backs you into the bed until the mattress meets the back of your knees.
Her fingertips make their way to the hem of your shirt before sliding underneath. The sudden contact makes your breath hitch in your throat.
She gently tugs your shirt over your head and pushes you backwards.
You land on your back with a soft thud and scoot up towards the pillows.
Vicky removes her cap before she takes off her own top, revealing her tiny tiger print sports bra.
You unbutton your jeans and wiggle them down your legs before tossing them to the side.
Vicky stares at you for moment then smiles. "Muy hermosa"
She gets on the bed and slowly makes her way to you.
You part your legs as she rests comfortably between them and kisses you again, sticking her tongue in your mouth.
You buck your hips upward looking for some type of relief to your throbbing core.
Your tongues swirl around each others as Vicky grinds down into you making you groan.
You bite her bottom lip as she pulls back and begins peppering slow, wet kisses down your body.
"I can't wait to taste you baby," she whispers against your collarbone.
She sits up and lips off her sweats as you prop up on your elbow and take off your bra.
"Fuck, look at you," Vicky says in awe before taking a nipple into her mouth using her tongue to circle the sensitve bud before doing the same to the other.
"I know what you want baby," Vicky whispers kissing down your stomach.
She lies on her stomach and puts your legs on her shoulders.
She places one kiss on the inside of left thigh. Then one kiss to the inside of right thigh.
You feel her warm breath through your undewear as she leans in to place a kiss to your wet center.
"Please," you whisper as your eyes flutter shut.
She hooks her fingers into your waistband. You lift your hips, helping her remove them quickly.
She wastes no time in licking one flat stripe from your hole to your clit.
"So fucking wet for me, baby," she whispers back.
Her lips seal around your clit, sucking gently, tongue flicking the bundle of nerves up and down.
Your handle tangles in her hair as you begine to make sounds you'd never made before.
Your back arches from the bed as places a palm on your lower belly to push you down.
You feel a finger from the other hand teasing your entrance as if asking for permission.
Vicky slips it in testing your wetness before slipping in another.
You grip her hair tighter and bite your bottom lip.
She curls both fingers upwards finding your spot with ease.
You immediately whine. "I'm gonna cum"
"Mmhm," Vicky moans still attached to your swollen clit.
Your breath quickens as her fingers pick up the pace making your pussy squelch.
The sounds are obscene in the best way.
She scissors her fingers making your toes curl as the heat pools lower into your stomach.
You begin bucking your hips to meet the thrust of her hand. "Fuck, yeah"
"Yeah?" she whispers. "Give it to me mami"
You unravel instantly at her command with a silent moan. Your jaw hangs open as you continue to ride out your orgasm.
"There you go, baby, let it out for me." Vicky says softly, talking you through it.
Once you catch your breath, she pulls her fingers out and sits up on her knees.
You watch her slowly put the glistening digits in her mouth as she sucks them clean, keeping her eyes locked on you.
You sit up, putting your hand on the back of her head, and bring her in for another kiss, tasting yourself in the process.
You spin her so that her back is toward the pillows and lightly push her down. "Your turn"
"I'm already close," she whispers as she pulls down her own boxers, revealing her dripping cunt. "Don't tease me"
You kiss her neck and trail down her chest, outlining her cherry blossom tree tattoo with your tongue.
You lie on stomach coming face to face with her pulsating clit.
You hungrily take it in your mouth , making Vicky grip the sheets.
Her wetness slowly drips onto the sheets.
You begin swirling your tongue on her clit while simultaneously sucking.
Vicky gently places a hand to the back of your hand as if she was trying you pull you closer.
Her hips start twitching and you knew she was reaching the edge.
Vicky begins babbling in a mix of Spanish and English, her chest heavily heaving up and down.
"Are you gonna cum for me?," you ask against her
She doesn't even get to answer as her back arches off the bed with a groan.
You continue licking up her wetness as her orgasm rips through her.
She sits up and looks down at you. "C'mere"
You straddle her before she repositions you, weaving your legs into each other.
You open your fold and connect your pussy to hers.
Vicky lays back onto the pillows.
You slowly rock your hips trying to find the right rhythm before quickening your pace just enough to have you both a moaning mess.
The pressur equickly builds, making you both grind desparately into each other.
The disgusting wet sounds growing loud with each thrust.
She grabs you hips pulling you down harder.
You cum first with a sharp cry, pushing her over the edge at the sight.
Vicky trembles beneath you as you continue grinding together mixing your juices in a warm slippery mess.
When it finally fades, you collapse next to her, catching your breath.
"That was insane," she says, resting her forearm on her forehead.
You sit up and she gently grabs your arm.
"Too pee, grab my clothes, and find Kara."
"Idk, maybe to get Waffle House. Why?"
She sits up and pulls you back into her chest.
"Because you're gonna shower, get sexy for me, watch me perform, and then I'm going to bring you back here and fuck your brains out," she says, kissing your neck with her hand around your throat.
You close your eyes letting the sensation take over. "I don't have tickets."
"I'll have Mari put you on the list."
You quickly grab you clothes, slipping them on.
You pick up your phone and instantly regret it.
You: I'm alive. I'm coming back now.
Vicky watches you with a smile as you slip your shoes on.
"What?" you say, looking at her.
"Nothing," she says reaching for her phone. "I'm texting Mari to add you."
"You don't even know my last name."
She locks her blue eyes onto you. "Tell me."
She texts something else and puts the phone back. "The car is pulling up for you in five."
You grab your purse and start walking towards the door as Vicky clears her throat loudly.
You slowly turn around as she's pulling on her shirt and sweats. "Wait for me."
"Gonna walk yourself? I don't know what kind of lady you take me for." She says with fake hurt in her voice.
You laugh as she slips her shoes on.
You barely reach for the doorknob before she presses you backward into the wall with one swift movement.
Vicky cups your face and kisses you hard.
She pulls back and smiles again. "Just needed one more." she whispers opening the door.
You walk to the elevators with Vicky beside you, trying not to smile like an idiot.
She presses the button an then drags her eyes up and down you slowly.
"You want me to miss the car?" You joke.
She laughs. "I can call another one."
The elevator doors open and you step inside before she can say anything else.
The elevator dings and doors open to the lobby.
She walks you to the front door. "I'll see you later."
You laugh. "For the show?"
You shake your head as she backs toward the elevators. "I'm going to nap," she calls out.
You smile and walks towards the car, climbing in as the driver closes the door behind you.
You pull your phone from your purse and press Kara's contact.
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND?!"
You lean back against the seat and close your eyes. "Hello to you too."
"Do not hello me. Where are you?"
"Y'know. Four doors and a driver."
Kara sucks her teeth. "That wasn't the question."
"Oh, you think this is funny?"
The car pulls up near the side entrance.
And there Kara is, standing outside with one hand on her hip and her headset still on.
You hang up and step out smoothing your clothes.
She points at you. “Inside. Now.”
You push the door open, laughing as you step back into the venue.
Kara follows you inside, still fussing, still demanding answers.
Because your name is on the list, Vicky has a show in a few hours, and Kara can ask all the questions she wants.
You’re not telling her a thing.
