Rockstar Sex Slave: YUNGBLUD x Reader
Chapter 6:
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Here is the even longer awaited chapter 6! Previous chapters are linked here!
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five
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This is a Golden Age of Emo Rock AU where a young Gerard way, Ronnie Radke, Andy Beirsack and Yungblud at his current magnitude are all on tour together. And what better way is there to chill out in the tour bus after their performances than to take salacious advantage of the woman they hired to travel with them, just to help take the edge off… This is a messy, disgusting, erotic, dirty rockstar fic so maybe read through the list below! <3 (8.1k)
- Impact Play - Anonymous Sex - Multiple Partners - Dirty Talk - Degradation - Praise - Exchanging Nude Photos/Videos - Phone Sex/Sexting - Jerking Off with Panties - Drug Use - Drinking Alcohol - Anal Fingering - Fingering - Anal Virginity - Oral Sex (Giving and Receiving, Sometimes Rough) - PIV Sex - Shower Sex - Facials - (Semi) Public Sex - Mile-High Club - Plane sex - Limousine Sex - Sex for Hire - Foursomes - Threesomes - Truth or Dare - Stripping - Tour Bus Sex - Free Use - Drunk Sex - Strip Tease - Dry Humping - Pool Sex - Dom/Sub Dynamic - Domme/Sub Dynamic. - Collared Submissive Reader - Creampie
Again, I would like to reiterate that not all of these are included in this particular chapters but they were included in past chapters or will be included in future chapters. This list is ever-growing so things will continue to be added. Also, there is a youtube playlist connected to this story. It is the playlist I tend to listen to while I write. If you'd like to check it out, you can do so here! Now, without further ado, let's get onto the story!
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I froze. I felt Dom stiffen slightly behind me. He let out a dark, deep chuckle as his hand locked a little tighter around my waist. I heard him smile
He leaned back in against my ear, his lips parting as he began to speak. “You see them? They’re waiting to meet you, pretty girl…” This was not possible. This just plain wasn’t possible. This was a dream and I was in my bed about to wake up right now. Dom gave me a bit of a nudge, “It’s alright, sweetheart, go ahead.” I took another step closer. Sitting around the table in the semi-circle booth sat none other than Gerard Way, Ronnie Radke, and Andy Biersack. I was starstruck to say the least.
“Oh my god…” I whispered. My eyes flitted between them all as Gerard slipped out of the booth, holding out his hand to me. I took it, my mouth falling open. I wasn’t quite sure what else to say.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He said with a soft smile. My eyes danced between them. Gerard wore a soft smile, Ronnie had a smug smirk, looking me up and down. Andy though… his face was unreadable. His eyes flitted over me, somewhat uncaringly, but I saw a spark of intrigue. I swallowed hard, dragging my eyes back to Gerard. I need to be diplomatic. I also needed to be a little sexy.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” Really? Nice to meet you too? Was that it? Dom ran his hand gently around my waist as he circled me, leaning his ass on the table. I cleared my throat, “I’m sorry I- I haven’t heard much about you all… Dom didn’t tell me… much…” Dom chuckled as Gerard slipped back into the booth, Dom after him, then me on the outside.
“I didn’t tell her anything at all.” Dom muttered as a waitress approached.
“What can I get for you?”
“Whiskey coke, please, thank you.” Dom answered, “(Y/n)?” He asked, looking to me.
“Extra dirty vodka martini, please.” I answered. I heard a chuckle come up from Ronnie. I gritted my teeth. I could already tell he was going to be difficult to get along with.
“You didn’t tell her anything?” Gerard questioned.
“No but… she enjoyed the torture.” Dom murmured, laying his hand on my thigh. Gerard, Dom and Ronnie all began speaking but I felt myself detach. I couldn’t hear them, instead of focusing on the logistics conversation, I found myself watching Andy. He was silent, sipping what looked like a whiskey on the rocks. His expressive eyes danced between the other men and I could tell he was listening intently, though I couldn’t hear a word. I couldn’t wrap my mind around all this. I’d been a fan of his music, Ronnie Radke’s music and are we even kidding with Gerard Way? This was psychotic. This was insane. I didn’t even realize I was staring until Andy caught me. A little smirk played onto his lips. I quickly looked away, suddenly feeling my hearing coming back. I reached out to the martini I hadn’t even noticed the waitress put down in front of me. I downed it. I needed to get out of my head. Shannon would kill me if I told her I wasn’t present for all of this. Maybe I should shoot her a text. She’d never believe this. I slipped my hand into my back pocket and got my phone, unlocking it and going to Shannon’s contact.
‘Bitch.’
‘What now? Do you finally know who else you’ll be working for?’
‘Yeah. And you’re gonna shit yourself.’
‘OMG TELL ME NOW.’
‘Gerard Way.’
‘You have to be kidding.’
‘Ronnie Radke.’
‘NO.’
‘AND Andy Biersack.’
‘OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.’
‘IKR LIKE GIMME GIMME GIMME!!!’
I heard a chuckle come up from beside me. My head snapped over to find Dom reading my texts over my shoulder with a smirk on his face. I looked around, seeing the other men wrapped up in conversation, Andy now having joined in. I navigated to the camera and snapped a picture of him from the funny angle, sending it to Shannon.
‘And now look who’s making fun of me.’
‘Tell him to wipe that smirk off his face, I know how desperate he is for you.’
“You told her that?” Dom asked, quietly.
“Of course I told her that, I tell her everything.” I answered. Dom chuckled, leaning his head into my neck, kissing softly up my ear.
“You wanna dance, pretty girl?” He breathed against my ear. I chewed my lower lip and shut my eyes, listening to the music. Strangelove… One of my favorites. I opened my eyes and lifted my gaze to meet Dom’s.
“I’d love to.”
“Yeah?” He murmured.
“Yeah…” I confirmed. Anything to do with music was always a sure-fire way of getting me out of my head. I just needed to feel the music, lose myself in it for a moment. It had a way of resetting me. I slid out of the booth and Dom tucked his body just behind mine. He slid his hands down my arms until they reached mine. I intertwined our fingers, pulling his arms tight around me. His chest laid flush against my back and his scent encompassed me. I sucked in a deep breath. “Fuck…” I breathed.
“You like this song, pretty girl?”
“I do.” I hummed, swaying my hips against his to the beat. The low light in the club reminded me so much of the night we met. I hummed along to the music, lolling my head back against his shoulder. Dom’s arms held me close and I let my eyes flutter closed, moving my body to the beat, letting it flow through me. I felt someone staring at me. Like I actually felt it… I opened my eyes.
Andy… It seemed to have become official. I’d piqued his interest. And he’d piqued mine. One of my hands ventured up, anchoring in Dom’s messy hair. He leaned his head down to my neck. He pressed his lips softly into my skin.
“Remind you of something?” Came Dom’s voice, smooth as butter.
“Maybe a little, but as I remember, we didn’t do very much dancing.” I hummed, turning in his grip and staring up at him.
“Mmh, maybe we can make up for that now…”
“You saying you won’t drag me to the bathroom and fuck me right now?”
“I’m definitely not saying that…” He whispered. I could smell the alcohol on his breath and I could see in his eyes that he was barely buzzed. God, this was somehow worse than the opposite of distance. Somehow staring up into his pretty eyes just… I don’t know. It felt closer than sex somehow. More intimate… “I told them we weren’t hungry… I hope you don’t mind…” He murmured. I laughed, locking my arms around the back of his neck, running my fingers through his hair. This was a stressful moment. I could indulge a little.
“Yeah, I’m still full from earlier.” I answered back. Dom’s eyes broke from mine and I noticed him chewing his lower lip as he stared down at the floor.
“Really? Because I’d love to fill you up again…” Okay maybe I should indulge that much. I broke into a big grin.
“You’re ridiculous.” I murmured, rolling my eyes.
“You’re smiling though.”
“Obviously I’m smiling.” I answered through a short laugh. Dom chuckled. “Have you guys decided what we’re doing after this?” I hummed, turning in his grip again. He leaned his mouth down to my ear.
“We figured it could be fun to check out the pool at our hotel…”
“It’s the middle of the night?” I asked, “Is it even open?” I asked.
“Probably not.” I could hear the grin on his face.
“Mmh… sounds scandalous…” I said back.
“Oh, it definitely could be…”
“And you know I do scandalous very well…”
“Yes you do.” He hummed, bending into my neck, kissing down it steadily. My eyes drifted over to the table. Gerard’s eyes were flitting over my body. I could tell he was watching the way I was moving to the music, to the beat. Ronnie’s gaze looked hungry. They made me want to shrink a bit, but I fought my urge. Standing tall against Dom’s strong chest. I felt his lips ghost down my shoulder.
My eyes moved to Andy. His eyes looked inquisitive, almost… intrigued? Definitely interested. He noticed my gaze on him. I saw a smirk set itself on his lips as he sat back in the booth, quirking up an eyebrow at me. He was watching. Intently. He was enjoying this. I snagged my bottom lip between my teeth and I felt Dom drag his head up, following my gaze over to the table.
“They like you…” He murmured.
“Yeah…? Did they tell you that?” I asked.
“They don’t have to. I can see it all over their faces.” He answered. I chewed my bottom lip.
“I don’t know if that makes me more or less nervous.”
“You’ll be fine.” He answered.
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Dom whisked me back to the table, treating me to another couple drinks before we all headed outside. I was well and truly buzzed. I think I heard him mutter something under his breath about ‘herding cats.’ I didn’t mind. Once I had some kind of confirmation to point to that I wasn’t failing miserably, I finally sort of felt like letting loose a bit. I leaned back against Dom’s chest comfortably as the other men climbed into the back of the limo.
Ronnie first, then Andy, then Gerard. I leaned forward to climb in after him and I felt Dom lay a gentle hand against my ass, guiding me in. It didn’t feel provocative. It felt comfortable. It felt comforting. Dom climbed in after me, sitting beside me and stationing his hand on my thigh. Ronnie reached for the radio controls. Immediately, the song We Don’t Have To Dance spilled from the speakers. Andy immediately bowed his head and I noticed a blush flood his face.
“Ugh, turn that off.” He grunted. Ronnie reached back out to the radio but I leaned in, pushing his hand away.
“No, please! It’s my favorite!” I said, I reached to the volume controls, turning it up as loud as it would go, starting to sing along. Maybe this night could be interesting. Andy cocked up a stern looking eyebrow, saying something I couldn’t hear to Dom. Dom snaked an arm around my waist.
“Hey, if I’ve learned anything since meeting her it’s that this is her world and we’re just living in it.” Dom replied. I chuckled, leaning my head back against him. Andy smirked slightly, leaning back into his seat. I looked back at Dom, reaching out to the window button. He grinned down at me.
“You wanna show them what we do in limos?” I murmured, pressing the button. The window sank down into the door and the wind moved hard and loud outside. He eyed me, wearing a little grin as I slipped toward the window, leaning my head out. My hair flew back with the wind and it felt heavy against my face. I continued singing to the song, leaning further out the window. Further. Further. A pair of strong hands gripped my hips, stationing me in place so I couldn’t go out any further. I let my back arch. My hair whipped around my face. My hands stayed locked on the edge of the door, giving me some extra stability. I felt a pair of familiar lips press against my stomach. I giggled, taking a chance and unlatching one of my hands and nestling it in his hair. I heard a window ahead of me start to go down.
“You’re crazy!” It was Ronnie. His hair blew wildly around him, framing his face in a way that made him seem approachable. Normal. Sweet. Could this become my new normal?
“You can’t tell me this isn’t fun!” I said back.
It was fun. The ride back to the hotel blurred. We played music as loud as it would go, we sang, we talked! It was fantastic. It felt comfortable. Especially knowing Dom was there. As my buzz waned, I could feel myself getting nervous again. What if this was the best it got? It could very well be all downhill from here. No, I was just being ridiculous. Everything was fine. That’s what Shannon would say. She’d tell me to pull my head out of my ass. That always was helpful advice for me. As we pulled up to the hotel, Dom shed the jacket he’d put on before we left, laying it over my shoulders. I hugged it tight around me. He then handed me his sunglasses.
“Stay close to me.” Dom murmured, reaching out to the door. Here we go.He opened it and was immediately met with a barrage of screams and camera flashes. Desperate hands reached for him. Hotel staff and security personnel pushed the people back. They seemed voracious, yelling, begging to know who was in the limo with him. I took a deep breath and put on the sunglasses, climbing out of the limo. The flashing lights and screams were disorienting. Dom instinctively reached for me with his free hand, signing autographs with the other. His fingers clamped around my arm over his jacket, keeping it from sliding off. I kept my head down.
I heard the screaming and cheers erupt somehow even louder and more frenzied when Gerard exited behind me. Dom made his way into the hotel, turning around once he got through the doors, keeping me behind him. Gerard made his way down the line, signing autograph after autograph for the screaming crowd. Ronnie was next, then last was Andy. The roar that came up from the people was almost unfathomable. Was this what it would always be like? Dom turned from the door once everyone got inside, tucking his hand against the jacket, guiding me toward the elevator. I didn’t know what to say. So I didn’t say anything, just shedding the jacket and the sunglasses. Dom and I were the only two in our elevator. Ronnie, Gerard, and Andy had split ways from us, headed to their own rooms. I coughed to break the silence. Dom stiffened slightly.
“Is that… what it’s always like?” I asked quietly.
“Not… always…” He answered.
“But most of the time.” I finished.
“Yeah.”
I sighed, “That was… A lot.” I murmured.
“I think it was a little crazier than usual because we haven’t formally announced that we’re touring together.” Dom said, “Our management said it would drum up more attention if we pretended to be secretive about it. The official announcement comes out tomorrow.”
“Cutting it a little close, hm?”
“Yeah, ticket sales have kind of stalled as usual this close to the start date, so they’re banking on the last minute announcement for an explosion in sales.”
“Judging by their reaction, I think it’s going to work.” I hummed. The elevator let out a final ding and the doors slid open. Dom and I stepped out and he pulled his keycard out of his pocket, slipping it into the card reader and pushing open the door.
“I take it you bought a bathing suit?” He asked, starting to unbutton his shirt. I eyed him.
“I did…” He looked over at me as I laid the jacket and his sunglasses over the couch. He looked over at me as he unbuttoned the last button, slipping his shirt off.
“We don’t have time…” He murmured. I quirked up my eyebrow. “You know we don’t…” I sighed, starting to go paw through one of my bags, finally landing on a bikini. It was all tried together with the top and bottom straps.
“Okay…” I murmured, laying the chunk of tangled fabric down on the bed and beginning to strip off my clothes. I looked over to find him watching me. I chewed my lower lip, maintaining eye contact with him as I pushed down the skirt. It landed on the ground at my feet and I raised my arms, unbuttoning the strap of my halter top behind my neck. The top fell down. “Will you unzip me…?” I asked, turning my back to him. He crossed the room in a split second and I felt his hands on me. Warm, comforting, strong. I held my breath, reveling in the feeling. The zipper slid down slow. I felt the slider hit every tooth. The garment loosened from me. As he passed the last tooth, he let the top fall fluidly from my body. His bare chest pressed into my back and I felt both of us let out a sigh.
“We don’t have time…” He groaned.
“Are you saying that to me…? Or to yourself?” He took a step away from me, unbuttoning and pushing down his slacks. I sighed, starting to tug my panties down my legs.
“Fuck…” Dom whispered under his breath. I looked back, finding him walking toward the opposite side of the bed, going through his own bag, but keeping his eyes on me. I chewed my lower lip, starting to untangle the mess of ties.
“You said we didn’t have time.” I hummed, finally untangling the brown bikini top with a white hibiscus flower pattern. I tied the base around my abdomen, feeling the dangling beads brush against my skin. “They’re expecting us any minute.” I mused, tying the top around the back of my neck. I turned to the full length mirror hanging on the wall beside the dresser, adjusting it so it sat just right. My eyes couldn’t help but to wander behind me, seeing Dom standing on the other side of the bed, unfolding his swimming trunks. His hands were fooling with the fabric, but his eyes were glued to my body. I could feel them tracing around the curve of my ass. I turned my back to the mirror and chuckled to myself as his eyes darted back to the swim trunks in his hand.
“If we’re so pressed for time that we can’t have a quickie, you’d better hurry up and get dressed.” I murmured with a chaste smile. I headed back over to the bed, pulling on the high waisted bottoms and doing up the ties on the sides. The tie strands hung down, weighed down by little wooden beads and puka shells.
“Cute.” Dom said. I looked over at him. He was pulling on his black swim trunks.
“Yeah, you think so?” I asked, picking up my phone.
“Yeah, but I think they’d look better on the floor…” He crossed the room and his hands were immediately on me.
I rolled my eyes,“You’re ridiculous.” I giggled. His hand spread out against my stomach, pressing my back against his chest. I met his eyes.
“And you’re fucking gorgeous…” I held up my phone, navigating to the camera. I held it up. Dom laid his chin on the top of my head. I smirked, snapping a photo of us and sending it to Shannon. “Come on, pretty girl, we have to go.” He murmured.
I sighed, dragging my eyes up to his as I turned to face him, “Let me get my cover up.” I grabbed my sheer, long-sleeve, knit cover up. I pulled it on and looked over at the mirror, making sure it looked alright.
“Come on.” Dom said with a smile, he faltered for a moment before reaching out to me. I seated my hand in his, interlocking our fingers. I looked up at him and I could feel my playful, flirtatious facade slip for a moment. How did this feel more real than sex with him? Was this the actual opposite of distance? Maybe this kind of contact should be kept to a minimum. I was hired for flirtation and for sex. This though… when the facade slipped… when I did things I wasn’t hired for- the real stuff- this was when I could feel it. The closeness. The danger. It would be stupid to throw caution to the wind here. It could spell out disaster. And not just for me. I slipped my hand out of his, averting my eyes and swallowing hard, walking past him and to my purse.
“I… I need to get a hair tie…” I murmured, starting to rifle through my bag, grabbing one and tying my hair up. I heard Dom hurry by behind me to the door. I straightened and blinked hard before turning away from my purse, back to him. “Shall we go?” I asked, sighing and finally bringing my gaze back up to meet his. His eyes were soft.
“We shall.” He said with a little smile. He opened the door and I headed to the elevator, pressing the button. We waited silently. Time seemed to drag. I wasn’t sure what to say. Did he know why I’d taken my hand out of his? Did he care? Did he even notice? The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. He and I stepped inside. I chanced a look over at him as he hit the floor button.
“Are we going to that outdoor pool?”
“Ah- no, actually.” He answered, “There’s an indoor pool downstairs.”
“And we’re allowed to go there because…?”
“We… came to an agreement…” He murmured.
“Do I even want to know what that means?”
“Probably not.” He murmured with a small chuckle. And just like that, any semblance of awkwardness was gone. We’d melted right back into our dynamic. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. I could navigate this. I just had to think things out. Make a plan. Follow through. The elevator dinged and we exited. I hurried after him, following him down the wide hallways, my flip flops slapping against my feet. The sound echoed around the stone floor and walls. Dom looked back at me with a little smile. My cheeks burned.
“What? Do you want me to take them off?”
He quirked up an eyebrow, “If it were up to me, you’d take it all off.” I smacked his shoulder. He laughed and continued on to a glass door. He raised his hand, knocking on it. The door pushed open and a man in a janitor’s uniform exited. “Thank you, man.” Dom murmured, clapping him on his shoulder and reaching into his pocket, slipping a wad of cash into the man’s hand. The man looked around the hallway and left, giving me a nod as he passed. Dom held open the door for me. As I walked past him, his hand propped itself protectively on my hip. Inside the room, a huge pool spread out before us.
“Woah.” I murmured.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Gerard. I looked over to find the three others sitting on pool chairs, like we’d caught them in the midst of a discussion.
“Yeah… very.” I murmured. I looked around. The walls were all glass. Out the back wall, there was an expanse of grass, then a near perfect view of cars racing along the highway in the distance. Car headlights and tail lights refracted around the windows creating ever-moving shapes and shadows all around the pool, glimmering abstract shapes of light reflected off the surface of the water and up to the glass ceiling. “Well, are we going to get in, or what?” I asked, looking between the men. Ronnie sat back in his chair, looking between me and Dom.
“I’d actually like to know what took you two so long…” He said. I immediately looked to Dom.
“We- we didn’t…” I blushed.
“And if you did, would you tell us?” This son of a bitch liked watching me squirm. I took a centering breath and retrained my eyes on him.
“It’s a job.” I answered, my voice steady. “You’re all clients. What we do is between us.” Ronnie quirked up an eyebrow at me, relenting.
“We thought it’d be a fun ‘get to know you’ exercise to play truth or dare.” Ronnie mused. I could feel the blush creeping back onto my face.
“Truth or dare? What is this, high school?” Dom asked from behind me.
“Not even.” I murmured, shaking off the embarrassment I felt, slipping off my bathing suit cover. “I think the last time I played truth or dare, I was in middle school.” Dom laughed.
“Yeah, it’s a little clunky, but we figured it would be the best way to get to know each other quickly.” Gerard said, standing from the chair.
“How long do we have before we’re… on the road?” I asked, descending the steps into the cool water.
“God, tomorrow we’re visiting the venue and putting out the official announcement.” Gerard answered, shedding the t-shirt he’d been wearing. I’d be lying if I said my eyes didn’t flit down his body. He had less hair on his chest than Dom. He had a pronounced happy trail, though, dark brown. Similar to Dom’s. My eyes lingered for a moment before venturing back up to his face. He’d busied himself folding the shirt, surely pretending not to notice.
“And after that…?” I pushed, sinking slowly into the water. I chanced a look over at Dom. He was watching us, looking nothing if not interested. I expected him to seem at least a little possessive. But he didn’t. Did that mean he wasn’t as into me as I thought? He’d taken my hand earlier. Was that just… unconscious? God. Maybe I really did need distance. I kind of expected myself to fall for somebody. My heart always was in my vagina, but I just didn’t expect to be so miraculously down bad so early. I heard someone wade into the water behind me. I looked back to see it was Gerard.
“Did you hear what I said?” He asked.
“Hm? Oh- yeah.” I answered. Gerard nodded slowly.
“Okay, let’s get this party started, shall we?” Dom asked, coming down into the water. Ronnie stood up from his pool chair and came over, sitting on the edge of the pool. Andy didn’t move from his spot. He simply reached down into a bag and pulled out a book, resting back into his chair. I swam up to the edge of the pool, propping my arms on the side, keeping some distance between Ronny and me.
“Aren’t you going to join us?” I asked. Andy looked down at me over his book.
“Ah, no…” He answered. “But I figured it would be entertaining anyway.” He settled back into his chair and I rolled my eyes, coming away from the edge. The questions started innocent enough, mostly getting to know each other, asking questions about where we grew up and such. Ronnie was the first to pick dare. Of course, we dared him to get us some drinks. When he came back, doling out shots was when it turned a bit more interesting. And it got more interesting when he came back again with a bottle of wine for us to share.
“Dom, truth or dare?” I asked. He eyed me.
“Truth.” I took a long sip of my drink, keeping my eyes locked on his.
“Have you ever had a threesome?” He took a long sip of his drink, letting the question hang in the air for a moment.
“Yes.” He sighed over his drink, looking off wistfully towards the traffic.
“Oh my god! With who?!”
“That wasn’t the question.” He said back.
“Ugh, you’re killing me!” I groaned. He just chuckled.
“Gee?” He asked, turning, Gerard had taken to floating on his back with his eyes closed.
“Mhm.” He hummed.
“Truth or dare?”
“Truth.” He answered reflexively.
“Do you see yourself as more of a dom…? Or a sub?” Color flooded Gerard’s cheeks.
“Ah…” I sank lower in the water as I awaited his answer. I was curious too. He didn’t seem like the dominant type. “Sub.” He coughed. Did that mean I’d be taking on a dominant role. Sounded hot…
“Ooh…” I murmured, “Tell us more…” Gerard’s ears turned bright red. “Or don’t…” I inched closer to him, leaning into his ear. “I’m sure I’ll find out…” I mused, near silently. I backed off with a chaste smile, looking between the other guys. “Ahem… Sorry.”
“No, don’t apologize.” Ronnie murmured, “That was… hot…”
“Ronnie.” Gerard started, “Truth or Dare.”
“Truth.” Ronned sighed, taking a seat on a lower pool step.
“Have you ever had phone sex?”
“Oh yeah,” Ronnie chuckled, “I remember this one time…” I spaced out as he continued. Of course he wouldn’t keep his answer curt. My gaze meandered over to Andy. He was still hidden behind his book. I looked closer at the cover. The Last Man by Mary Shelley. Yeah, he seemed like the type. “(Y/n)?” I looked over at Ronnie. “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.” I answered with a grin. Ronnie breathed, looking off thoughtfully, his gaze refocusing on me once he’d found a question.
“Have you ever had sex in public?” Ronnie asked. I could feel my ears burning, and my eyes immediately flitted over to Dom. He was wearing a self-satisfied smirk. Ronnie looked between us. “No… you two?”
“It’s actually how we met.” I murmured.
“What?”
“We met in a bar and… ah… we almost immediately found ourselves in the bathroom together.” I murmured, Ronnie and Gerard looked at me. Even Andy looked down at me over his book. “You guys are boring.” I murmured. I swam up to the edge. “Andy?”
“Nope.” He answered, bringing his book back up to hide behind. I groaned, turning back to Dom. I knew him. I knew he’d be game.
“Dare or Dare?”
“What?” Dom asked, chuckling.
“You heard me.”
“Dare.” He answered.
“Take your trunks off.” I murmured, reaching out and scooping up my cup of wine. And I say cup because the only cups we could all locate were the paper cups behind the damn pool snack bar. He eyed me and I kept my gaze on his, daring him to do it. Literally. He drew his lips up in a smirk, his hands venturing under the water as he slipped off his trunks and tossed them onto the concrete. “Now it’s a party.”
Dom chuckled. “(Y/n), dare or dare?”
“Hmm…” I mused, “Dare.”
“Take off your top.”
I shot a pointed glare at him, reaching back to the back of my neck, untying it and letting it fall forward. I was just deep enough in the water that I was covered. I untied the strings behind my back, pulling the top from my body and tossing it over towards Dom’s trunks. Dom’s eyes were on mine. He didn’t have to look down. He’d seen it all before. Hell, he’d tasted it all before. I turned from him, breaking eye-contact.
“Ronnie?”
“Huh?” His eyes stayed glued to my chest as I slowly climbed out of the water, looking down at him.
“Dare or dare?”
“Dare.” He answered instantly.
“Catch me!” I yelled. I took off running around the edge of the pool. He attempted to get out quickly, weighed down and waterlogged, though, it took him a moment to get started. I was already opposite him on the other side of the pool. He crouched slightly, eyes on me, calculating where I’d move to next. He started slowly rounding the pool. I stayed opposite him, getting closer and closer to the diving boards. Oh, that would be fun…
“Don’t you dare…” Ronnie murmured, seeing me eyeing the tallest one. I smirked, inching toward it. “Don’t. You. Dare.” He said, a grin making its way onto his face. I bolted up the ladder and Ronnie ran around the side of the pool, trying to reach me. I soon landed at the top, looking down just in time to see Ronnie stationed at the bottom. I grinned and turned just as he began to ascend the ladder towards me. I ran toward the edge and hurled myself over it, pinching my nose and shutting my eyes tight. Finally, the water enveloped me. I surfaced again, in time to see Ronnie stood above me on the edge of the diving board. I started swimming over toward the edge. “I’d move if I were you.” Ronnie murmured. I laughed, swimming fast to the edge. I grabbed onto the pool ladder and turned to watch Ronnie landing with a big splash in the water.
I held my breath, waiting for him to resurface. He soon did and I rocketted up the pool ladder, cackling to myself, tearing off down the edge of the pool back to where we’d been before. I jumped down into the pool and headed over to Dom. I landed hard against his chest, nearly knocking him back into the water. Ronnie eyed me from the side of the pool.
“You’re safe.” Ronnie grumbled, barely keeping his laughter under control, “For now.” He climbed down into the pool, sitting on the step. We were both panting hard.
“Who’s turn is it now?” Dom asked.
“I forfeit my turn.” Ronnie panted. I chuckled.
“Andy?” I asked, bobbing over to the edge and sitting up on my arms. The book had been long put down and I knew he’d found our antics entertaining.
“That’s my cue.” Andy said, standing up.
“I’d better head up too, we have kind of an early start tomorrow.” Gerard said.
“Yeah, and if I do another dare, I think I’ll pass out.” Ronnie murmured with a laugh. The guys gathered up their things and got out of the water.
“Pussies.” I called after them. Dom laughed. “I was just going to dare every single one of you to kiss me.” I joked.
“Mmh, just let them leave.” Dom murmured, coming closer to me. “We can make our own fun.” I bit my lip. My eyes dancing between Dom and the leaving men. “Dare of dare?” Dom asked me.
“Dare.” I whispered.
“Kiss me.” Dom commanded. I crossed the water in an instant, reaching out to him. He pressed his lips to mine. His skin was warm, in stark contrast to the water. I could taste the wine in his mouth. He seemed intoxicatingly intoxicated. His lips parted and his tongue met mine, circling slowly. It felt perverse. Perfect. He slipped his leg between mine. I instantly ground against him, feeling that tell tale tingly feeling spread up to my chest and down to my toes.
“Fuck…” I whispered, breaking away from him for air, taking one hand down from his shoulder, tugging at the ties on my bottoms.
“Take them off, baby, take them off, we don’t need them…” He whispered hurriedly. His strong hands ventured down my hips, untying the ties for me, I pulled them off, tossing them blindly. I gritted my teeth, clamping my hands down onto his shoulders. His hands guided my hips in a steady, perpetual motion against his thigh. My mouth fell open at the constant friction.
“God…” I gasped.
“That’s my girl…” Dom whispered. I could feel an overwhelming sense of shame breaking through my haze of lust and mild intoxication. Here I was using him for my own pleasure when I was supposed to be a tool for him. For all of theirs. I clambered against him, my nails digging into his skin. I could feel warmth flooding out of my body and into the cool water. Dom guided my hips, one of his hands venturing to seat itself on my lower back. I pressed my chest against his, nestling against him. He leaned his head against mine. I was panting, hard. “That’s it, pretty girl… that’s fucking it…” Dom hummed. I lolled my head back, angling my body so I could rake that perfect spot against him over and over again.
“Ah- ah- ah!” I whined. “Oh god…”
“Mmh, good girl.” He whispered, leaning into my neck, pressing his lips to my warm skin. Fire seemed to spread through every cell in my body. The friction, the stark difference from the warmth of his body and the coolness of the water. I could feel myself heating up at the lewdness of this act. Anyone could walk in at any moment. Anyone could see us… Dom’s lips travelled down my neck to my shoulder and I felt him pull back for a moment before he sunk his teeth into my shoulder.
“Ah!” I cried out. “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I gasped.
“Cum for me, pretty girl…” He hummed against my skin. I moved my hips faster, faster, faster… Until finally… My orgasm hit me. It radiated through my body. My toes clenched hard and my body shook. Dom’s arms circled around me, dragging me closer to him. He’d propped his foot on the bottom step into the pool, so I could rest my full weight on him. I was breathing hard. “That was a big one, huh?” Dom mused. My cheeks burned. I nestled my head against his shoulder.
“Mmh… shut up…” I murmured, burying my face against him.
“Okay, pretty girl…” He answered with a chuckle, “Let’s get up to our room. Gee was right, we have a little bit of an early start tomorrow.”
“Mmh…” I hummed. I felt like I was melting into him. I let my arm slip down, my hand landing on Dom’s hard cock. “You didn’t cum…” I whispered.
“That’s okay.” He murmured, “I don’t have to.” But that’s what I’m here for… Isn’t it?
“Mmh…” I felt my eyes flutter closed.
“Come on, pretty girl, let’s get dressed.” Dom whispered, “I can’t carry you back to our room naked.” My lips turned up into a little grin at the idea of him carrying me naked through the winding hallways. Dom braced me against his body, carrying me out of the water, placing me down. My feet landed on the concrete floor and Dom left me for a moment to grab our clothes. He stepped into his trunks, pulling them up before coming back to me and helping me tie on the bikini top and bottoms. “Do you want your cover up or do you want me to carry it?”
“Carry it.” I hummed. My body was sagging. The tiredness from the day, from the flight, from all of it felt like it was hitting me all at once. Dom reached out and laid his hand on my back. I stepped into my flip flops, and walked with him, my shoes slapping and squeaking against the marble floors. I leaned against Dom as we walked and he snaked his arm fully around my waist, guiding me back to the elevator. He punched in the floor number and we rode up in relative silence. I was blinking hard in an attempt to wake myself up a little bit. I knew the night still wasn’t over yet. I cocked my head up to look at Dom.
“Yes?” Dom asked.
“Shower sex?” I murmured. He smirked. He didn’t need to answer. I knew the answer. The elevator dinged as we landed on our floor and the doors slid open. He unlocked our door and as soon as it closed behind us, I began shedding my sopping wet clothes, just dropping them onto the floor behind me as I walked. Dom gathered them up, tossing them into the laundry bag, shedding his own trunks and following after me. I climbed straight into the shower and turned on the water. Dom just watched me for a moment through the glass. “Aren’t you coming?” I asked.
“I’m sure I will be.” He answered. I laughed.
“You’re terrible.”
“Thank you.”
I rolled my eyes, “Come on, asshole.” He entered the shower and stood under the warm water falling from the rainfall showerhead for a moment, letting the hot water take him away. To where, I wasn’t sure. I caught myself wondering.
What did he think about all this? How long had he been away from home? How long had all of them been away from home? Had they asked for this? Not me specifically, obviously, but for someone to fill this kind of role? Or had it been some kind of ‘gift’ from their management. My eyes danced over his nude form. He was breathing deeply, his eyes closed, letting the water run through his hair. I reached out and laid my hand on his upper arm. He looked over at me, running his hands over his face. His gaze softened, turning to me, taking me into his arms.
“Ready for me to get you off?” I mused quietly.
“Very.” He began to lean in, but I turned my back to him. “Mmh, is that how you want it?” He hummed. I lolled my head over to the side.
“Mhm…” I murmured.
“And I know you like it when I do this…” He whispered, leaning in and biting into my shoulder gently.
“Mmh…” I groaned.
“You’re so fucking pathetic…” Dom whispered, laying a hand flat on my stomach, letting it slide down slowly until it landed between my legs. “You know that?”
“Mhm…” I hummed. He parted my slit slightly, slipping a finger between my folds. My hips bucked against him and a soft sigh left my body as I felt the pressure against my clit.
“Mmh… such a good girl.” He hummed, slipping his other hand between us. I felt him slowly guiding his tip against my entrance. Instead of immediately pushing in, he kept it stationed just at my entrance.
“Mmphh!” I whined, “Please…?”
“You want me to fuck your pretty little pussy?” He growled against my ear. I felt a chill run down my spine.
“Please…” I whispered.
“Please what?” He taunted.
“Please fuck me… I need it…” I murmured, he pulled his hand away from me and I turned in his grip, staring up into his eyes. “I need it so fucking bad… I need your cock deep inside me… stretching me so… fucking… much… that it hurts…” I pleaded. Dom was wearing a smug little smirk. He leaned down and lifted me, looping my legs over his arms. I propped my arms on his shoulders, bringing my face close to his. I could feel the backs of my thighs burning with the stretch.
“That okay?” He asked, his voice soft.
“Yeah.” I hummed, “Just fuck me…” He drew up his mouth in a wicked smile. One of his hands ventured down, taking his cock and guiding it to my entrance. I gritted my teeth as he slowly sank me down, impaling me on his cock until he bottomed out. “Ahw, f-fuck!” I groaned, screwing my eyes shut.
“Feel good?” He asked.
“Mmh… your fucking cock-! Oh my… GOD! Fuck!” I gasped. He slowly started thrusting his hips, hard and fast against me.
“Fuck!” He grunted as my walls clenched around him. I could feel myself pulsing. He slowly started moving his arms in a coordinated effort, making me land harder against him. I threw my head back in pure bliss.
“God!” I screamed out. The sound of skin meeting skin over and over again echoed around the marble and glass bathroom and the smell of hot sex and desire plumed up around us. Dom’s mouth was drawn up in a grimace, his teeth clenched. I could tell from his twitching that he was trying not to cum. I let one of my hands venture up to tangle in his hair, gripping hard. His gaze shot to meet mine. There was a fire in his eyes. “Cum in me…” I whispered. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, bouncing me hard on his cock. My lips parted, panting against his mouth. I hugged my arm tight around the back of his neck, bringing my other hand down, perching my fingers on my clit, starting slow, tense circles. I chewed my bottom lip so hard, I felt as though I might bite right through it. It was agony. And that somehow made all this even better. Dom was breathing hard and I could feel his cock twitching inside me. “Cum in me…” I pleaded, “Just cum in me…!” Dom’s thrusts became sloppy and I brought myself to the very verge of orgasm. I knew my climax would bring him over the edge. My walls clenched hard around him, starting to pulse rhythmically as I finally hit my high. “Oh! Oh god!” I gasped.
“Fuck!” Dom groaned, slamming me tight against his body. We both stayed still for a moment, our chests heaving. I looked up, my eyes searching for his. He drew his gaze up from in between us to meet mine.
“That was fun.” I panted.
“Yeah it was.” He grinned. He slowly guided his ships back from mine until was fully out of me. His cock swung heavy and stiff between his legs and his white, hot cum dripped out of me. I looked back up at him, chewing the inside of my cheek. “You’re so fucking sexy… You know that?” He mused, still out of breath. I laughed. He slowly unhooked my legs from his arms and lowered me to the floor. My fingers gripped tight at his broad shoulders, giving me some balance. He immediately backed me against the freezing cold, tile wall. I shuddered.
“We should finish our shower…” I murmured, “before we run this whole place out of hot water.” He chuckled, leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.
It was another hour before we finally got our teeth brushed, our pajamas on and got into bed. He was just wearing a pair of boxers, but I’d decided to christen our fancy hotel bed with a pink and cream, polka dot print, button up, silk set with frills on the sleeves and at the bottom of the pants legs. Dom took all our suitcases and carried them to the couch. I looked at the bed. It was glorious, but plain. If I had it my way, it would be outfitted in pink or teal or some other color, but I guess that's why my bedroom at home looked like a scene threw up in it. The comforter, sheets, and pillow shams on this bed were all white. I reached out to touch them. They were soft, smooth. I gathered the comforter and the top sheet in my fist, pulling them back and climbing into the bed, taking off the top pillow and shoving it down, in between my legs. Dom began turning off the lights one by one.
“Take the side by the windows.” Dom said.
“What?”
“Trust me, you’ll want that side.” He answered. I smiled and scooted over to the other side, replacing the second pillow on the side behind me. I eyed him as he turned off the last light. The room was plunged into relative darkness. But the gorgeous city lights twinkled below us out the window.
“Wow…” I murmured. Dom slipped into bed behind me.
“I told you so.” He hummed, slipping a hand over my side.
“It’s gorgeous.” I whispered, feeling Dom settle in, laying his head just behind mine.
“I know.” We fell into a relative silence and I heard his breathing slowly steady behind me, though his arm stayed stationed firm around my middle. I slowly felt myself falling asleep too.
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I awoke suddenly to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned, sitting up, wiping at my eyes. I looked over to find Dom doing the same, It was still dark. I threw back the covers, getting out of bed, losing my footing for a moment.
“Ugh!” I groaned, “Do you know where my phone is?” I asked, pawing through the covers.
“No, when did you have it last?” Dom asked, standing up with me.
“Fuck, I don’t know.” I groaned. Dom stumbled down the steps to the little couch and soon found my phone, tucked in my purse.
“Shannon Abatzis.” He read, coming back up the steps toward me, where I’d planted my ass right back on the cushy bed.
“What fucking time is it?”
“4am.” Dom answered.
“What time is it in New York?!”
“7am.” Dom answered, handing me my phone. I was well and truly awake now.
“Something's wrong.” I murmured, “Shannon’s work day starts at 8:30, she never calls before them. Hell, she’s barely awake before then.” I hit the answer button. “Shannon? What’s wrong?”
“Have you been online recently?” She asked.
“What? No! I’ve been asleep! Wha- Why?”
“You’re trending.”
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