#duff

You sat backstage after a concert, waiting for duff. You couldn't stop thinking about how fucking good he looked in his tank top and jeans. Fuck , the things those jeans did to you. You groaned, throwing your hair into a messy bun, and fixing your tight pink dress.

Duffs favorite one.

The dressing room door flew open as his eyes landed on you, his gaze roaming up and down your body. “Fuck...princess...” He groaned, already getting a hard on from the sight of you.

You turned to face him.

He groaned again, slamming the door shut , forgetting to lock it. He started palming himself through his jeans, making his way to the chair in front of the mirror. Once he sat down, he patted his thigh. “Sit.” and you listened, sitting on his thigh, facing him.

His hands roamed up and down your body, on your sides before stopping on your tits. He rubbed them softly, looking up at you. “You look so fucking good princess, making it hard for me to not want you to ride me all night.”

And you started. Started riding his thigh, hands bracing on his chest, small whines escaping your lips and making their way to his ears, which only fueled him more with himself, rubbing his cock through his jeans while watching you with pure admiration as your arousal seeped into his jeans. “Shit– my dirty little girl riding my thigh after a good sold out show.”

That just made you want him even more.

You kept riding him, mumbling out an incoherent sentence which made duff give you a small tug on the hair. “Shh, I got you princess, you're doing so well for daddy.”

Duff unzipped his pants, keeping them buttoned for now, and pulled himself out of it. Thank God he didn't wear boxers during shows. He stroked himself slowly, low groans coming from the back of his throat. “Ride me princess, please.” He whined, pulling you up and basically ripping your panties off and pulling you back down onto him.

“Duff— shit-!" You cried out, pulling on his hair roughly, making him look up at you as he gripped your hips, rolling them harshly. “Take it, I know you can princess.” He groaned, going harder now.

“Stand up, against the desk.” He told you, and when you got up, he slapped your ass before following.

He bunched your dress up onto your waist, slapping your ass once more before burying himself into you once more. He let out a low groan once again, before he started thrusting against you, making you cry out in pleasure.

“Hey duff— oh my god.” Axls voice came through.

Shit.

“Get the fuck out Axl–” Duff yelled, looking back at him.

“Im sorry— shit!” Axl said before shutting the door.

“Stupid piece of shit. Their all fucking stupid, not you though. You just sit there and look at me with all the love in the world, like you get it. And you take everything I give to you, all the praises, all the names.” He groaned, slapping your ass again. “Such a good little slut for me.”

You whined, looking up at your reflections in the mirror, mascara smeared, tears running down your face.

Duff tugged on your hair. “Gonna fill you up baby. I'm gonna cum right in this perfect little pussy, how's that sound?” Duff spoke cold and low, his hand resting on your waist with his other one in your hair, tugging.

“Sounds good...so good .” you manage out through tears. duffs hand went down to your clit, rubbing it in small circles with his calloused fingers. He felt your walls fluttering around him, setting him off.

He came hard and loud, white streaks filling you up and already dripping from you. You followed quickly after, a small whine coming out as you squeezed Duffs cock tightly, your release washing over you.

“My dirty little girl, filled to the brim with cum.”

I promised you a duff fic cherry .. here you go !

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