do you make sombr x reader? If so can you make one where after his show he goes backstage horny and I give him oral
am i a nicki fan? ok but seriously i luvv this idea. here it is for uu \(^ヮ^)/
pairing: bf!sombr x gf!reader
summary: it’s no secret to anyone that shane likes to have fun on stage. but, when his cocky energy still lingers off stage, he comes to you for ‘relief’.
warnings: oral (m recieveing), pet names, cum swallowing, teasing, public sex kink (?) MDNI !! that’s it ♡
“good night!” he screams out to the sold-out theatre in europe. he’s responded with a wave of screams that don’t die out until the lights are fully back on.
he comes out off stage with a near sprint and is quickly halted by his team who come to congratulate him.
“that was amazing!” his stylist says while handing him a towel. he always came out on stage extremely sweaty, and you found it very attractive.
you run up to him and hug him tightly. you look up to see his tired but ecstatic dark eyes, the energy from the show still there. “you did great, as always.” you say with a giddy smile in your face as you kiss him. today he is quieter. he doesn’t respond or smile to his teams praises, and instead he looks distracted by something.
“baby. is something wrong?” you say naively. “uhh..” shane says. “s’fine, just… tired.” he pauses briefly and looks around to realize most of his team has left. he creeps up to ear and whispers slowly. “i need some help… unwinding.”
you turn your head and raise your eyebrows. “what’dya need?” you say sultrily, your eyes looking up at him with desire. “come in the dressing room and i’ll show ya.”
he grabs your arm and puts you behind him, forcing you to go through everyone backstage. the embarrassment of being teased like this infront of everyone is only working you up even more.
you and shane enter his private dressing room, and honestly, neither of you check if the door is locked. you don’t even make it one step in before shane is unbuckling his belt, not even trying to hide his horniness in front of you. “couldn’t stop thinking about you on stage.” he confesses. “got so fucking hard, wish you knew.” you stand there waiting for his next command like his good girl.
“get on your knees.” shane demands. his hard cock peeking though his underwear. you lick your lips and do as he says. you begin to fiddle with his waistband, teasing him. he lets out a low and needy groan which only pushes you farther. you pull his underwear down to reveal his red and slick dick. you look up at him temptingly with your doe eyes, waiting for the last seal of approval. in response, he lets out a pleading moan, which is all you needed to begin.
“god baby, you’re so fucking hot. please..” shane grabs your hair into a ponytail with a tight grip on it. you start by licking a stripe down his cock, making him twitch. you tease the tip with your tounge and slowly let him enter your mouth. when he’s in, you start sucking, the tip fastly reaching your throat. shane tries to be quiet and fails miserably, moans and high pitched groans escaping his mouth. “yeah baby, like that..”
with the grip on your hair, shane starts pulling and shoving your head down further greedily. you bob your head fast, feeling him get close. “agh- shit baby- keep it like this and i’ll -ngh- come..” he starts twitching harder against your tounge as you go faster, the feeling of sending shivers down your nerves. “fuck… you’re doing so well. anyone could come in and see -shit- see you like this, sucking me off so prettily. you’d like that, huh?” he mutters. “such a slut, ‘saw your thighs rub together while watching me.. so -ahh- needy for me baby.”with a final suck, he comes undone fully inside your mouth, hot spurts of cum coating your mouth. “yeah baby, swallow it all… good girl.”
he suck him off from the tip and pop your lips off, sticking out your tounge and showing him. you stand back as he carefully lets go of hair, caressing it down the way. “you did so good sweetheart, the best after concert pamper.” you smile and kiss him deeply, making him taste himself.
“let’s go back, before someone barges in.” he says, pulling up his pants and buckling his belt. “don’t worry,” he says, hugging your waist from behind: “i’ll make up to you later.” leaving a kiss on your neck and opening the door of his dressing room.
a/n: blehhh i wrote this in one go (i entered flow state) first smut work, hope this is what u were looking for (＃＞＜) comment, like & reblog, it helps a ton !
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