You pushed your way hastily out of the venue, dodging the screams of girls and slipping through the security guards pacing the front. Onstage, you saw your brother Ash throw Calum a quizzical look at your empty seat but you were already backstage, searching for an empty room.
It wasn't his fault. It was Calum's, for sending you all those seductive winks and body rolls that drove the girls in your section wild. You weren't even together! Ash didn't want you fucking around with any of his bandmates, and with good reason, but with the way Calum kept glancing at you all night and how he'd looked onstage, purposely playing it up for you-you couldn't help the attraction. You could feel the arousal pooling down your thighs and cursed Cal for the hundredth time for making you so desperately needy like this. Who did he think he was? with his stupid muscles and those long legs in irritatingly tight skinny jeans, black hair pasted to his temples from sweating and jumping around and being a sex god onstage-
You'd passed most of backstage, and all the rooms were filled with stylists and soundcheck people and lighting crew-nowhere for you to stop and work out some of the sexual frustration Calum had filled you with. Eventually you pushed out a small side door and found yourself outside in the back parking lot, light glowing faintly out the windows of the boys' tour bus. Without a second thought, you climbed aboard and made for the first bunk you saw, halfheartedly kicking the curtain shut and slipping your fingers down your shorts with a moan.
In your mind it was Calum's fingers trailing down your body, circling your clit a few times before pushing in slowly. You imagined a sexy smirk on his face as he pushed your legs open a little wider, leaning forward to give it a lick or two with his tongue. Heat spread like a bonfire from your hand to the rest of your body and you arched forward, imagining Calum's mouth pressed tight to your pussy. "Oh god, Calum," you moaned, lifting your hips slightly as your whole body tingled. "I can't-"
"Well, this is a surprise," a familiar accented voice said, and your eyes flew open to see the boy you had just been fantasizing about draw back the curtain with a smirk. Calum's gaze traveled from your flushed expression to the half-undone material of your shirt, down to where you hastily pulled your dripping fingers away from yourself. "Here I was, thinking I'd have to track you down after you left the concert, but here you are waiting for me in my bed. Dripping wet." His voice dropped to a low rumble. "Sight of me onstage too much to handle, I see."
"Fuck you, Cal," was the only response you were able to snap back, your body still aching for that much-needed high. Especially as Calum was still staring at you with that hungry-looking gleam in his dark eyes.
"All you had to do was ask, babe." Suddenly his shirt was on the floor and he was pressing you to the mattress, the weight of it making you touch base at several significant parts down your body. His fingers replaced yours at your core, and you couldn't help but gasp out his name.
"That's right, say it," Calum groaned into your ear, shifting so he lay beside you. You felt him undoing his jeans with one hand, kicking them to the foot of his bunk before focusing back on you. His two longest fingers sank inside you and you moaned loudly as he pumped them, gripping blindly at the sheets. Calum leaned over and whispered against your neck, "You're dripping, [Y/N]. Is this all for me?"
"On-only you, Calum," you gasped above the pleasure rising in you. His thumb landed on your clit, rubbing in circles-and you nearly lost it, trying to spread your legs wider in the confined space of the bunk. Just as you felt yourself about to spill over the edge, his fingers stopped moving.
"Keep going, Cal, dammit," you moaned, grinding against his hand and desperately trying to retrieve some of the delicious friction.
"I want to taste you, [Y/N]," he said in a lust-darkened voice. Before you could reply he'd lifted you on top of him, urging you to straddle his shoulders. "Ride my face. Please." Calum licked his lips.
