👽 Warnings: SMUT, language, etc.
👽 Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWsOp1-1b2w
Middy Titty by Paulie Leparik
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 to be on the set of Colson’s music video. Being an actress, you were no stranger to film sets, but you had never been to a set for a music video, which excited you. You wouldn’t be in it, but you would be there with him, and you couldn’t ask for more.
When you and Colson walked in, (with masks of course), you were greeted by a cluster of crew, saying hello and even giving Colson a cold-brew coffee, which you knew he appreciated.
Colson was then rushed off to a dressing room to start shooting, and you took a seat in one of the chairs, which happened to be right next to your friend, Mod Sun.
“Hey, [ y / n ], how you doin’?” he asked you, leaning on the side of his chair to get closer to you.
“Hey Mod, not to bad,” you smiled, looking around at the bright pink set in front of you, “So, Mr. Big Shot director, huh?” you teased.
“It wouldn’t be the first time I would be in charge of something like this.” he chuckled.
“Best of luck to you, sir.” you rested your hand under your face, “And if you need any help from me, don’t hesitate to ask,”
You sat in the chair for a good 30 minutes, scrolling through your Twitter and Instagram, droning off as you waited for filming to start.
“How do I look?” Colson’s voice rang out behind you, making you turn to him.
You started laughing loudly as you looked at what your boyfriend was wearing. There he stood, a cheesy navy sailor looking outfit covering his body. You had to say he looked really dorky.
“You look...” you stood up, strutting towards him with a smirk on your face, “Like my perfect, handsome, amazing dork,” you stood on your tip-toes as you planted a kiss on his nose, making him smirk.
“Yo! Kells, on set!” Mod yelled from across the set, Colson’s head perking up.
“Duty calls,” he jeered, kissing you quickly on the lips before jogging over, and you watched in admiration.
You had been watching your boyfriend work all day, seeing him in and out of different characters, loving every single one of them. You had to hand it to Mod, he had some good ideas, and watching them happen before you was mesmerizing, despite the fact that you had been on sets before.
Your personal favorite was the mustache man. When Colson first stepped out with that certain costume on, you laughed. He would wiggle his eyebrows in a cheesy way.
You had to admit, this was the happiest you had seen Colson when recording a music video, and you were happy to see it. He was enjoying making the things he wanted to make; music that he personally enjoyed.
But there was one specific costume that made you feel... strangely attracted to him. It was the last costume of the shoot, and at first when you looked at him, it didn’t seem like anything too extreme. It was just a hospital gown. But once he started shooting, and you caught a glimpse of his... area, you couldn’t pull yourself to look away.
You suddenly felt a tingle sensation in your core. What the fuck, why are you getting so turned on by this? And this was the worst time to get in the mood. You didn’t want to ruin the fun, energetic vibe that everyone had created, just because you couldn’t control your hormones.
So there you sat, in the chair, squeezing your thighs together tightly as you tried to release the tension in your core. You were getting needy, and without you knowing it, Colson had picked up on it, locking eyes with you giving a suggestive stare.
Soon, (thank god), the shoot was over, and everyone was saying their goodbyes, congratulating Kells on his new song, hugging goodbye and closing up shop.
You walked out to the car with Colson, getting in as you sat shotgun, somewhat impatient, with wasn’t like you, especially with this. Something about that fucking hospital gown was so compelling to you, and you were so confused.
You and Colson drove home in silence, the radio playing softly in the background as the agonizing sexual tension between the two of you began to grow slowly. You wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but you didn’t want to have him crash, that would be the worst case.
You smiled to yourself thinking of the titles the tabloids would come up with.
Pop Punk Star Machine Gun Kelly Crashes Car Because Girlfriend Couldn’t Keep It In Her Pants!
As soon as you got home, you immediately went to the bedroom, Colson hot on your trail, racing up the stairs. As you got in, you locked lips with your lover in a quick and needful kiss as he kissed back immediately. You both knew where this was going.
“I saw you watching me today,” Colson groaned, pulling back for air, “You looked so hot squirming in your seat... so needy for me, huh, princess,”
His words turned you on even more as you gave a nod. You weren’t feeling guilty about the hospital gown, in fact you were almost proud, happy that there was a chain reaction to your new-found attraction to the piece of clothing.
“Strip,” he commanded, his tone sending chills down your spine.
You did as he said, almost too eagerly, taking everything off, exposing your most recent surprise.
There, newly installed, were a pair of nipple piercings. When Colson brought up that he found the piercings in that spot particularly attractive, you thought why not? and got them done. And now Colson’s eyes were completely hazy with lust and want.
“When did you get those done, baby,” he muttered, pulling you in by your waist, licking up the side of your neck and up to your ear lobe.
“A couple days ago,” you smiled devilishly, “I thought they would be a good addition to our bedroom escapades.”
“You really do think of everything, don’t you,” he chuckled, picking you up as you let out a squeal, your legs wrapping around him tightly.
He kissed you deeply as he carried you both to the bed, plopping you down on the bed, making you laugh, because now he was the eager one.
He leaned down, kissing down your body, starting at your collarbone and going down to your breasts, groping them. He licked his lips as he looked up as you, then down to your nipples, the metallic pieces making them all the more alluring.
He gently glided his tongue across the skin of the pebbled buds, making your breath hitch and a gentle gasp emit from your lips.
“Fuck, so hot baby, you always know exactly what to do to turn me on princess,” he grunted, his fingers running over each piercing with care. After all, he knew how tender piercings like that are.
“Kells, please,” you whined, your hands running over his hair, soothing it, as his glossed over eyes met your gaze.
“Please what, princess, use your words,” he spoke cunningly, knowing just the right buttons to push to get him where he wanted you; needy and craving his touch.
“Please, baby, I need you to touch me,” you took one of his hands with yours as you guided it down to your throbbing clit.
“Whatever you want baby,” he smiled, stripping down completely, coming back over and getting on his knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed, his warm breath hitting your clit making you gasp.
He suddenly attacked your clit, biting, licking and sucking as you writhed in ecstasy. Your hands tangled themselves into his hair as he continued his assault on your core.
You let out loud mewls as he devoured you, your head thrown back. Colson looked up at you, watching your body. He wanted nothing more to brand this image into his brain. Your hair messy, mouth open almost drooling, and body almost glowing.
“Kells, I’m gonna cum-” you gasped out, wanting release that you were so desperately craving since the afternoon.
He suddenly pulled away and you wanted to scream. The loss of contact was almost painful, wanting nothing more than to feel the rush of rapture. You whined pathetically, Kells licking your arousal off his lips.
“Patience, princess, I’ll give you what you want,” he paused, “or maybe I could put a 9 volt battery up to your new friends and see how you react,” he paused again, “Or do you just wanna cum?”
“Please Kells, let me cum, I want you to taste me,” you begged, and you knew your words would persuade him.
He got on top of you as you both shifted towards the headboard. He went immediately to your neck, sucking at all the right spots.
He then lined himself up with you, but before he could, you rolled the two of you over, your core now grinding up against his shaft that was flat on his torso as he let out a low groan.
“Fuck baby, you wanna ride me, huh?” he asked, smirking.
You nodded as you lifted yourself up, positioning your core with his throbbing cock. You slowly started to sink down, both of you gasping as you slid down. Once he was all the way inside you, you took a minute before you started moving.
You felt his hands reach up and grasp your breasts, his thumb rubbing over your nipples, your hips moving up and down, picking up pace quickly.
“Fuck, baby, you look so good riding me like this, you know that?” he groaned out, “You look so perfect, I love you so much, my special girl,”
Praise fell from his lips, your core now slamming down on his shaft, desperate to make the both of you cum. You wanted to feel him cum inside you so bad it was almost painful.
“God, I can feel you clenching, are your about to cum baby?” he moaned out.
All you could do was nod your head, and he could see you were getting tired. He put his hand on the small of your back, pushing you down so your chest met his, his feet now planted flat across the bed, his hips slamming up into you.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you tightened around him.
“Cum when I say, okay baby??” he frantically made your hips meet yours and you moaned in confirmation.
You were so close, so close to reaching rapture that you almost couldn’t take it.
“Now you may cum!” he commanded.
You felt yourself fall apart in his grasp. Your legs shook, your body tensing and relaxing as you felt his cum cover your walls.
You finally found the strength to lift your head up to look at him, a smile on his face as he looked down at you with nothing but love.
Without talking, you pulled yourself up. And off of him. You collapsed next to him as he pulled you close.
“Still thinking about the battery idea?” you joked, your eyelids getting heavy.
“Next time, baby,” he soothed, “Right now you need to get some sleep, okay?” he slid his hands up and down your arms.
You nodded sheepishly, letting your eyes finally close.
Before you fell asleep, you heard him mutter, “I love you.” and you fell asleep in total and utter bliss.
You were exactly where you were supposed to be.
