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Paul wants to know what you thought of the first stadium performance, and you get another show
CW: fluff, NSFW, sweat, language
Word Count: 2.4k
A/N: Pretend, for a moment, there could be a backstage and they didn't just have to get rushed to a car to avoid getting mobbed💆♀️
You peered out at the boys from behind the stage curtains, the deafening screams of the nearly-sixty thousand fans making it pretty much impossible to hear the music at any point in the set... let alone Paul's voice. Still, it didn't seem to stop him from bouncing around and singing at the top of his lungs alongside John.
It was the first time The Beatles-- or anyone, for that matter-- had played a stadium, and you were beyond ecstatic for your adorable lover who now had the honor of closing out the show with "I'm Down." If it weren't for the howl he made into the mic, you might not have even realized it was the final song until it was too late. You watched with stars in your eyes as these four Liverpudlians who you had seen go from nothing now sweat and shake in uniformed gear as tens of thousands of Americans cheered unintelligible nonsense all for them.
Once they waved goodbye to their adoring fans and came back to the hush provided by the stage walls, you welcomed Paul with a soft smile and a kiss to his cheek where his hair stuck.
"How'd ya like the show, babe?" The Beatle inquired, half paying attention to you and half to the other boys laughing and muttering around him as they worked out where the after-party would be.
"Oh, you mean all the singin' birds? I quite liked the million canaries squawkin' away. You were alright too." You teased with a smirk, giving the other three members a congratulatory smile and a nod as they passed you both to change.
Paul turned to you with a half frown and seemed to search your face for more information, but you gave nothing more than a laugh. "Wha-at?" You giggled and leaned back on a large amplifier. "I'm just doin' your last song justice, ain't I? You need some more practice in humility, lover." You reached up to mess with his bangs, which now laid flat against his sweaty forehead, but his own fingers reached up to intertwine with yours and push both your hands back to the amp so your bodies were now close. It was a slow, calculated movement, as were many of the things he did you had come to realize.
The heat of the performance still radiated from his core and every hot breath he took, his eyes moving slowly between your eyes and across the backstage. Your gaze followed his and found the two of you were alone. "I s'ppose you told them--"
"We'd see 'em at the party later?" Paul finished your sentence without a moment's hesitation, his other hand not preoccupied with yours moving to cup your waist. "I had summin' to deal with here that obviously hadn't had the chance to enjoy the show like all the other.... birds, did you call 'em?" His fingers danced lightly over the fabric of your colorful shift dress.
"You got another name?" You shot back in a playful tone and pulled your hand from his so both could reach up to begin unbuttoning the beige uniform wrapping his torso. To your relief, he didn't resist: everyone really must've been gone.
Paul hummed thoughtfully and used his now free hand to reach up and cup your cheek. The movement made your own hands pause for a moment and your gaze raise up to meet his, where you found a long-awaited hunger beneath his sweaty brow. "Jealous."
The hand that rested on your cheek moved forward ever so slightly to allow his thumb to brush over your lower lip and pull it down as his face moved in closer to yours. Your breaths now mingled indiscriminately, and your body seemed to scream as loudly as every man and woman in that crowd had moments earlier.
You both stood like that for a few moments until you finally moved one hand from the second button on his chest and up to the back of his neck, hurriedly pulling the boy in for a heated kiss. Although he laughed at the switch in your demeanor, he didn't deny you the attention and allowed your lips to meet.
The slow, deliberate plays the two of you had been making were out the window in a moment, lips smashing and teeth clacking against one another as your bodies suddenly became one. If the other boys were taking this time to cool off, Paul was just getting hotter and taking you down with him.
Your hands moved with desperation now as they unbuttoned the blasted uniform that dared to keep you from seeing and touching your lover however you pleased, but Paul reached a hand up to lay over yours and pause your movements. He pulled away to stop the kiss and earned an inadvertent whine from deep in your throat.
"Weren't you just laughing at me a moment ago?" He teased, pulling both his hands away from you to undo the obnoxiously large buttons and take off the jacket. You tried to come up with some kind of snarky comeback, but you could do that once your main objective had been achieved.
Beneath was another shirt: a black button down. This he unbuttoned but left on and tucked into his pants, leaving his glistening chest exposed and you in awe. Paul noticed and moved back toward you, his hands moving deftly behind your thighs and looping beneath both of them. He nodded his head to motion you to jump up, and with both of your efforts you were now sat on top of the amplifier to be almost equal in height to him. "There we are." He cooed, his palms now snaking up your back to find the zipper at the top of your dress.
The bassist's hands moved painstakingly slow as he undid each of the zipper's teeth and allowed the fabric to fall off your shoulders on its own. You allowed it to fall halfway down your chest before you reached your left hand to the right shoulder and pulled it off, doing so to the opposite side so it bunched in your lap and you both were left admiring the other.
"Paulie..." You began but were unsure where exactly you were going to go with the gentle call. Luckily for you, he knew. He always knew.
Paul brought his hand to the right side of your neck and welcomed you to rest your head in his gentle grasp, his lips moving to the other side to leave soft kisses behind your ear that grew in intensity as they moved down your jaw. His other hand reached behind you to make quick work of your bra, unhooking the two clasps and pushing the straps off so your breasts were fully exposed to the cool August air and his body heat. You gasped at the combination of sensations and reached a hand up to grasp his wrist, but he didn't dare stop.
"Keep making pretty noises like that and I might have to fuck ya right here." He growled against your skin and allowed his teeth to graze the flesh.
You chuckled breathlessly in an attempt to mask a whimper and reached a hand up behind his neck to card through his wet hair. "Y-yer a real Shakespeare."
The boy moved to the base of your neck and bit down in response to that comment, earning a yelp and a moan from you that made it impossible for him to deny the tightness in his slacks. "What did I say, beautiful?" He confirmed and moved his lips further down your form, making sure to worship every inch of your body from your lips to your navel.
You let out a shaky laugh and watched as the rock god got on his knees for you, taking your dress the rest of the way off with a reverence that seemed oxymoronic to the power he held on that stage. It made you feel powerful, even as he marked you every few inches as his.
Using the slant of the amplifier as a lean-to, Paul knelt down so his face was between your thighs, kissing and licking long strips along your flesh like you were his prey. The sight made you weak and, for a moment, you looked away. But with a gentle yet firm smack to your hip, Paul regained your attention and smiled up at you. "There y'are, my pretty thing." He cooed, his arms hooking beneath both your legs and his fingers grasping either side of your panties.
With the help of you lifting your trembling hips Paul slid your already soaking panties from your heat and off of you, the hunger in his eyes almost making you nauseous.
You knew he wouldn't allow you to look away, but watching him so close to your most desperate parts and refusing to give you the satisfaction of immediately diving in was driving you insane. "C'mon, hurry up." You urged with a whine.
Paul frowned and looked you in the eyes, but never moved away from the mere inches he hovered from your heat. "Now, babe, you know that's not how ya ask for things." He kissed just below your belt before moving lower, licking a long, slow strip over your heat but never breaking skin.
And yet, you broke.
"Paulie," you whimpered, "Paulie, please, I need you."
And with that he gave in, feasting on your cunt like it was his last meal. Your head fell back and your hand instinctively reached forward to brush his bangs from his forehead and maintain a firm grip on his hair. Moans fell freely from your parted lips, and his tongue moved in a practiced dance throughout your heat as though your sounds were a song he knew all too well.
His arms, still hooked around your thighs, led your legs to rest on his shoulders and you were more than happy to wrap them around his back in a firm embrace. Between your moans and squeals came desperate calls for your lover, who responded with hums that reverberated through your core and left you breathless.
He didn't need verbal warning of your climax, for he knew your body better than anyone else and signaled it with a tighter grip on your thighs that pulled your bodies closer together. In just a few more darts of his tongue between your folds, you released on his face and he lapped up every last drop like a gift from heaven.
You panted and whined as you came down, looking down at Paul to see a prideful smile playing on his wet lips. "Yer a freak." You laughed breathlessly.
"And we ain't done yet. I still have a promise to hold up, don't I?" The cheeky bassist replied, standing so he was face to face with you again and kissing you to allow you to taste yourself on his lips. "Get on yer knees fer me, sweetheart." He whispered, and you obeyed immediately.
Sliding off the amplifier, you crumbled to your shaky knees before Paul and stared up at him as he unbuckled his pants, wasting no time in opening his slacks and pulling down his boxers just enough to allow his hardened length to become exposed.
You looked up at the egoistical man standing over you, the smirk on his lips making you no less hungry for him. Although his pride was sometimes frustrating, it was admittedly one of his most devastating attractions.
You reached up both hands to grasp the base of his cock and began stroking, your lips moving to his tip to kiss and lick the most sensitive part the way you knew would frustrate him most. It certainly worked, for moments later his palm was at the back of your head guiding you further down. "I'd suggest not teasing me if you want to get fucked, doll." He growled, measured if not impatient.
You hummed in salacious compliance, earning a chuckling groan from his throat that encouraged you to move your head in a steady up-and-down motion without ever taking your eyes off of his. If there was one thing Paul loved, it was eye contact.
You kept your pace for a couple more minutes before Paul pulled you off, earning a few heavy pants from you and a satisfied smile. "Oh, you liked that did you, babe?"
You nodded and stood up with his hand still in your hair, gently guiding you to your feet. You both laughed breathlessly and kissed with a delicious fervor as he pushed your back against a nearby wall, the cool metal earning a gasp from your lips. The Beatle once again hooked his arms beneath your thighs and hoisted you up so you were leveraged between his body and the wall, and he was now looking up at you. "Tell me if ya need to slow down, yeah?"
With that, he lined himself up with your entrance and slowly pushed in, earning a shuddering whine from your throat as your body lowered onto his cock.
"Shhh, that's it, you're doing so good for me." Paul praised, one arm now wrapped around your waist as the other hand stroked your cheek. You lulled your head into his hand and reached both your own hands up to his neck to pull him in to a deep, slow kiss, pressing your sweaty bodies together into one.
Once he was all the way in, you both stayed like that for a moment before you nodded and pulled away to kiss the shell of his ear. "Go, baby." You whispered breathlessly and pulled him close. In an instant, he was slamming into you and you both entered your own little world.
Your moans were his, his groans became yours, and every word one of you said bled into the other like a language only the two of you could speak. His thrusts, at first measured and serene, eventually became hurried and unsteady. "F-fuck, baby I'm close." He murmured into the nape of your neck, his arms and your arms indiscernible from one another as the embrace tightened.
"I know-- I know, me too... fuck, don't stop!" You begged.
With a few more long and dedicated thrusts, you both came together: Paul moaning into your neck and you into his ear with a few gentle whimpers to attend. He gently lowered you to the ground and led you both to sit, allowing you to recover together in a mess of sweat, appendages, and heat.
"So..." Paul began after a few minutes of silence, you now sat cradled in his arms, "I'll ask you again. How'd ya like the show?"
You turned to face him, well aware that your face was now just as messy as his had been when he had come off stage before. And you smiled. "I loved it."
(Epilogue: You and Paul show up to the after party still sweaty and the boys tease you for being on stage longer than they were😜)
Video title: Why Have There Been So Many Child Groomers Recently?
Part 2: There continues to be attempts to push and distract away from the exposure of isff and her circle by spamming the tags with many throwaway accounts so I am trying to use this opportunity to educate on internet safety. If you are a minor or even a young adult because you do not suddenly stop being vulnerable at 18, I highly recommended checking this out even as background noise.
The advancements and popularity of the internet has caused unsavory people an income of potential victims and as this is more new and happening so fast, there is not a solid or very put together article that explains or teaches what to be careful especially as these people EVOLVE against any pushback to get closer to hurting people. I am not this YTer but I do like his videos and being young himself, he has seen and pass by these circles as many of us have, but its so common and almost normalized to us.
Below are internet safety tips people have shared since the isff and her circle situation came to light:
1. What to avoid as a minor on tumblr or other socials and what info not to put out
2. TRUST YOUR GUT and how these people use "OCD" and "trans rights" to lower your guard
3. >For those who are struggling right now and need resources and to speak out<
4. Lastly even more online safety resources and basic but very informative tips provided by a user from last post, highly recommened. (thank you vm)
Trust your gut and remember, don't be afraid to stand up for yourself, you are not alone, the cruel reality many have experience what you may be going through.
I'm writing this because it was brought to my attention that at least one of my followers/readers is 11! Years! Old! How do I know this? Because they publicly announced it! AHH!!! OH NO!
This made me practically lose my mind, because holy shit, internet safety is NOT taught like it used to be!! Are there no more assemblies or class gatherings where you watch internet safety PSA videos anymore? Or learn about it in the library? Like shit!!!
Anyway, here is, in the simplest terms, tips I learned when I was under 18 that have kept me not only alive, but thriving and happy on the internet.
What Information is Appropriate/Safe for Me to Share Online?
Very little! Very, VERY little! It would be easier if I told you what NOT to share online!
DO NOT SHARE:
-Your age/that you are a minor.
-Your state, province, or country of origin.
-When you are going to school/if you are starting school.
-Establishments (restaurants, activity places, etc) that may or may not be in your local area.
-Any medical diagnoses (mental or physical).
-Any traumatic events or triggers. (We'll come back to this).
-Any other details of your day-to-day schedule.
-Details about your relationship with family members.
-What you are/are not allowed to do.
-Passwords or personal emails/phone numbers/contact points.
It's completely fine to share:
-Your interests.
-Fun anecdotes from your day.
-Things you are excited about (not relating to your daily schedule).
-What you're eating/drinking/making.
-Etc.
I know it sounds cheesy, but you should make it your goal to be unidentifiable online. People do genuinely want to use this information, information about YOU for bad reasons. We already know that data brokers exist- and that there have been massive data leaks in the last few years regarding adults/18+ folks personal information. Those people usually have the agency and ability to reclaim some of that privacy and get their lives back on track. You don't.
In addition to that, sharing little snippets of information about yourself from the 'do not share' category can build up over time. It might not feel like much at the time, but it can become pretty easy to identify you with even two or three of those pieces of information. We've seen no-profile having folks on TikTok be doxxed with less.
By that extent, I recommend minimizing the images you post of yourself online, especially if you cannot monitor/approve of who follows you.
It can be equally as easy for strangers to figure out where you live based on images you share online, especially if those show your face and places your frequent. We can doubt that the GeoGeussr guy might not use his powers for evil, but plenty of other people absolutely can.
Who is Trustworthy Online?
Short Answer: NO ONE!
If someone you meet in a server says they're your age? No they're not! If someone says they want to be your friend and give you free things/games/etc? No they don't! If you think someone is safe enough to share something personal with online? No they're not! If someone randomly adds you for the purpose of making friends? They are not your friend! If someone says 'you're mature for your age'? No! You're! Not!
It's easy to form attachments to people online. It might be because everyone is 'anonymous' (which is also not true, no one is every truly anonymous online) that it's easier for you to imagine a stranger to be a certain way. Or you might look up to someone a lot because of the things they make or produce.
These people, even if you get along with them or share interests with them, are not your friend- and will never be 100% trustworthy.
(Of course, there are very rare acceptations- I don't want to be a hypocrite. Two of my very best friends are people I met online and have now met in person. When you become an adult and are able to more easily move around and escape situations -via transportation, access to your own money, not needing to rely on others/adults to assist you, then you can decide to proceed with relationships.)
Additionally, people online especially will never offer you something 'for free'. It will always have a cost- that might be your time, your personal information, or access to you via video or audio call or other personal things.
1- Never accept random phone, audio, or video calls on any social media platform. Do not accept random friend requests either.
2- It is absolutely okay to say 'no', to block people who you don't like or make you uncomfortable, even if those people get mad. Your safety comes before other people's happiness.
3- Never accept 'gifts' from online friends, especially if they are much older than you.
4- Do not click on random links sent by friends or shared on uncertified websites, especially download links. Even mod packs or pirated games can hide viruses, malware, or phishing links- things that can steal your personal information saved to your devices, or that can destroy your devices from the inside out.
5- If you feel uncomfortable or unsure of how to handle a situation, report and block the person involved, and/or contact a moderator, site-manager, or trusted IRL adult.
Online harassment and bullying is also quite scary. This can come in many forms:
-People trying to steal information from you.
-People shaming you for your appearance.
-People shaming you for engaging in the things you enjoy.
-People shaming, name calling, or ganging up on you to make fun of you.
-Targeted crap-talking towards groups of people by other groups or individuals.
-Being told to harm yourself, or that life would be better without you (not true!).
If this occurs to you, block and report the user/s. If you happen to know the person harassing and bullying yourself and others in real life, inform someone in real life as well. Make sure to take screen shots and save them!
However, make sure you understand the difference between bullying and someone trying to correct bad behavior or help you. Both can feel very embarrassing at first, but most of the time, people trying to help improve online communities (and you!) will not be shameful, harassing, or bullying. It's okay to feel embarrassed for not understanding particular rules or community standards, but do not take that embarrassment out on others.
Managing Your Own Online Experience
This one might sting for some folks, especially adults who haven't learned it yet, but:
YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN ONLINE EXPERIENCE!
We're circling back to telling people online what your traumas and triggers are. Of course, a lot of things happen offline. It can be frustrating to come online as an escape and find something that triggers you or reawakens trauma, or even things that simply discomfort you.
When it comes to things that traumatize or trigger you, block the source:
Block people who cross your boundaries. Report those who break site guidelines (not people who do things you don't like- who break site guidelines). Block pages that might show things that frighten you. Do not visit websites that are known for certain traumatizing/inappropriate content. Turn on SafeSearch features. You don't even have to inform these people- do not engage, just disconnect.
It's not cringe to want to optimize your online experience for your own safety, happiness and comfort!
When it comes to things that make you uncomfortable:
Understand the difference between things that are traumatizing/triggering, and things that make your unhappy/uncomfortable/that you personally dislike. There is a difference.
While you absolutely should have a safe and comfortable online experience, it is not appropriate or safe to approach people telling them to change X Y Z thing about what they post, discuss, or share. It's not appropriate to threaten, harass, or shame others for engaging in content that you might not like personally, or even engaging versions/aspects of that media in a way you might not yourself. The easiest way to avoid it? Don't engage with it. The instant you start to comment and complain, you're potentially outing yourself as a minor, AND telling the website algorithm that you want to see MORE of this thing you dislike, simply by engaging with it. It's a double whammy.
Remember that, while your happiness and safety comes first, that does not come at the expense of other's wellbeing or enjoyment, unless that wellbeing or enjoyment is an active risk of physical or genuine harm to you that you cannot otherwise block yourself.
Finally, keep in mind that Adult Spaces/18+ spaces ARE NOT DESIGNED FOR YOU, WITH YOU IN MIND, OR FOR YOUR BENEFIT! It might feel and sound very exciting and even satisfying to get into an adult space unnoticed. However, these spaces are not meant for you- they often do NOT have all of the same safety tools as other 'public' online spaces. You are also putting yourself and the adults in the community at risk: Adults who may engage with you as an adult, because it's an adult-only space, without knowing you're a minor- as well as potentially engaging with adults who won't care whether or not you're a minor.
Be especially mindful if an adult has a DNI specific to minors: that person DOES NOT want to engage with you. You wouldn't want your boundaries crossed, right? Don't cross theirs!
Some general rules to monitor your own online experience:
1- Block any potential sources of trauma/triggers. However, do not report them unless the subject matter genuinely breaks website rules (these differ DRASTICALLY depending on the site. Understand them before making any reports).
2- Live and Let Die (or Ship and Let Ship). Especially in fandom spaces. It's okay for you to have a particular take on a media, character, or ship. It is not okay for you to demean or diminish others for engaging in that media, character, or ship differently than you would. It isn't a competition about who's 'right'. Just enjoy yourself!
3- Turn on SafeSearch and Private Account settings. This minimizes potential triggers/uncomfortable subject matter, and allows you to monitor who engages with your account.
4- Do not actively pursue 18+ spaces. You don't have to stay 'in the kids zone', but don't try to insert yourself in a place where you cannot control what you might encounter.
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I think that's about it! I'm sure there'll be other folks with plenty more to add, but these are the basics. Keep them in mind and try not to let yourself learn the hard way like I (and many others) did that The Internet as not as safe and fun as you might think it is. Of course, it is- but it's also full of unfun, or even dangerous things and people.
Take care of yourself!
Me personally the only minor I'm raising and responsible for is my younger sister. If any follower is a minor indulging in my content, especially my NSFW, you decide how often and how deeply you do it. I was a minor in the depths of NSFW too. I learned enough to have an idea of the real risks and make immature sex jokes for social points at age eleven.
I'm not exclusively producing for followers who are minors. I care about writing and publishing my fics as a means to explore tropes and expand my skills.
You are responsible for what you consume.
I will block and restrict you the second I see enough reason to do so.
WHY DO I KEEP COMING ACROSS ART MADE BY 21+ ADULTS OF CANONLY MINOR CHARACTERS IN HEAVY BONDAGE TRAPPED IN WEIRD CONTRAPTIONS BEING TICKLED WITH 5000 TOOLS AND OILS AUGHHHHHH PLEASE
why are we doing this guys 😃😃 and branding it as ‘sfw’ 😃😃😃 what is sfw about a 15 year old shirtless and in stocks and oiled up 😃😃😃why are you drawing them crying and drooling 😃😃😃RELEAAASEEE MEEEEEEE
