#vanfic

So despite the pronounced ache between your thighs and the maddening slick that's pooling there you're wearing the widest, most satisfied smirk as you turn to face your reflection. You look like the proverbial cat that got the cream in more ways than one. If you can get up to this much mischief whilst you're up in the clouds with all your unsuspecting fellow students and Van's fiancee just feet away then what kind of chaos can you cause when you touch down on Italian soil and you'll have all those opportunities to be properly alone together? A sultry week in the Mediterranean sun in a fancy hotel stretches on temptingly ahead of you and your mind is full to the brim with salacious thoughts and wicked plans.

But first you have to look the part. You can't walk back out there with your Professor's cum smeared all over your face, your dress rucked up and your hair a disheveled mess even though the thought is certainly tempting. You giggle to yourself as you smooth your dress down over your bare curves and run a hand through the tangles in your hair, imagining the disbelieving look of shock on Johnny's face if he were to see you emerge like that. Mind you, he'll likely still know what you've been up to even if you serenely glide back down the aisle looking like the picture of innocence. He knows you all too well... they both do.

You reach for some paper towel and run it under the cold tap, using it to dab carefully at your face, cleaning away the evidence of your crimes without smudging too much of your makeup. Your body's still thrumming with the aftershocks of Van's roughness and you have to pause to take a few grounding breaths before you open the bathroom door and start to make your way back to the economy cabin.

Van's settled back in his seat and he doesn't look up as you approach, he just sits there casually leafing through a magazine like he's been comfortably relaxing there all flight. The only tell that he's been up to no good is the shadow of a smirk quirking the corner of his lips as you pass by, one which you can't help but mirror. Kathleen's still sleeping, or at least pretending to be, and either way she looks peaceful and unruffled compared to earlier. You wince internally as it occurs to you exactly how dangerous and immoral this game is that you're playing, but there's no point in feeling guilty now. You know damn well that given the chance to go back and do things differently you'd have chosen the exact same path. You're in far too deep and you don't think you could stop even if you wanted to.

You slide into your seat next to Johnny, making a show of getting comfortable before you turn to face him and when you do your smile is sweet and unassuming. You're met with narrowed eyes and raised brows, judgement radiating off him even though he should know there's no way you'd be able to resist following through with your wild fantasy. So it's almost surprising when he leans in close to challenge you.

"Please tell me you've not been up to what I think you've just been up to," he says, voice low and full of suspicion.

You pause before you reply, picking up your glass of Prosecco to casually drain the dregs, a sly smile lingering as you set the glass down.

"Just like I told you, I was feeling a little queasy, and then there was a queue for the bathroom so it took a while. You know how it is."

"Bullshit," he hisses, eyes darting about like someone might be listening in even though your voices are so hushed you'd never be overhead. "You can cut the crap. You don't need to remove your underwear for that."

He pats the pocket of his jacket like he has to remind you of your risky manoeuvre in going commando. As if he does. You're hyper-aware of your nakedness beneath your dress, increasing the ache of unsatisfied pleasure that still hums in your core.

"I told you I meant it," you whisper, uncrossing and crossing your legs. Your dress hitches up an inch and you're pleased to see Johnny's eyes drift down to the exposed flesh of your upper thigh.

"Fuck's sake... you really went and did it, didn't you? I didn't think you were actually gonna go through with it... thought you were only joking."

"Oh, I never joke about cock," you smile wickedly, a mischievous little giggle slipping out as you see his expression harden.

He glances over at Van then back to you, shaking his head. "You're out of control, do you realise the risk you're taking? Here in front of everyone?" A frustrated sigh before he's answering his own question. "Why am I asking you that? Of course you do... you get off on it. You both do."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," you counter, fixing him with a look that's all teasing temptation. "This whole thing we're doing is built on risk isn't it? That's half the thrill of it. C'mon, you're just jealous aren't you? Admit it. I bet you're kicking yourself that you didn't follow me instead of Van..." you slide your hand across your lap so the back of it brushes lightly against his thigh, "it could have been you, you know."

His eyes darken even though his jaw stays taut, a silent struggle taking place inside. His exasperation is clear but it's at war with the lust that's simmering just below the surface. The hand that's resting on his lap twitches like he's fighting the urge to either knock yours away or grab it and slide it further up his thigh under the cover of his jacket. You don't think he even knows himself. Maybe you need to help him along a little...

"Don't you want to know what we did?"

"Not now," he mutters, trying to keep his composure. "Like I said there's plenty of time for all that when we get to the hotel, when we're in private."

You ignore him, shifting closer, voice breathy and laced with seduction. "I told him... about us... what we did before the exams... how many times you made me come..." you tilt your head a little coquettishly, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth before you release it with a sulky pout. "He didn't like that at all... made me get down on my knees and prove how sorry I was... he made me choke on his dick... and he wouldn't let me come."

A smile twitches at Johnny's lips and a laugh escapes him at that, he can't help himself. He's only half-heartedly scolding now, amused at your predicament after getting yourself all fired up. He knows the effect that kind of denial will have on you, the neediness that it'll spark. It just makes you even more tempting than ever.

"You never learn do ya? You should know by now what happens when you try and play games with him."

You know Van can't hear your conversation but you see him shift across the aisle, a surreptitious glance in your direction before his attention's back on the magazine. You know as far as he's concerned the question isn't whether you'll misbehave, it's more a question of when. Maybe this time you'll prove him wrong... maybe not. You smile to yourself, head full of possibilities.

"Funny... he said exactly the same thing."

That earns you a low laugh from Johnny, the mischievous glint in his eyes telling you that your indiscretion's forgiven... for now. He can't control you and if he was completely honest with himself he wouldn't want to. Your wild brand of reckless self-indulgence draws him in as much as it infuriates him. He leans back in his seat, finally settling as the tension diffuses.

"Well, if you want my advice, I'd get some rest now whilst you still can... I just so happened to check the hotel room booking list this morning and you'll never guess what I saw..."

"Hmmm?" Your curiosity's piqued, excitement simmering.

"Seeing as your booking was a late add-on, you've been allocated a room in the staff corridor... and guess who's in the room right next to yours?" He pauses briefly, voice edged with promise as he adds, "I hear the balconies are connected."

"Well that's certainly convenient," you say with a grin, leaning back and reaching for the smutty paperback book that Kathleen leant you. "Maybe I'll take your advice then just this once. Do a little bit of research before we land, eh?"

The sun's beginning to sink in the sky by the time you arrive at the hotel and you all file off the coach, murmurs of excitement mingling with grumbles of tiredness all around. You'd been lumbered with sitting next to Sam, one of your fellow History students, for the transfer, and now you've reached your destination you're desperate to get away. You'd suspected all semester that he had a soft spot for you from his lingering looks in lectures and his enthusiasm to pair up for study sessions, but now you'd had to endure his relentless flirting and cringeworthy innuendoes for the journey there's no room for doubt. The sultry Mediterranean heat is clearly getting to everyone. Your mind drifts to the little game you and Kathleen played in the duty free shop earlier and you have to admit you're starting to see the appeal of her philosophy on relationships... perhaps older men really are the wiser choice instead of boys your own age.

You'd kept an eye on Van and Kathleen since you'd disembarked the plane, trying to be as discreet as possible, and your sneaky surveillance had certainly paid off. Whatever had caused the tension between them on the flight was obviously serious enough to linger. They'd stood apart, barely acknowledging each other at the airport luggage carousel and sat side by side but stony faced on the coach transfer. Now you're watching on with quiet amusement as Kathleen strides ahead into the hotel lobby whilst Van lingers outside to spark up a cigarette. Come to think of it, the only time you've actually seen Kathleen so much as smile since you landed was when Alex hauled her luggage off the coach and whispered something secretively into her ear. You can't help but feel a sense of relief and hopeful intrigue for the week ahead.

"Thank god we're finally here. If I had to listen to another minute of Erica's gob I swear I would've thrown myself out of the emergency exit."

Benji's voice cuts through the chatter of excited students and you turn your head to see him steering his suitcase through the crowd towards you.

"You didn't get stuck next to her and Lydia on the coach as well, did you?"

He nods in dismay. "Yep, four hours in total of Erica moaning about the hotel we're staying in and how the humidity's gonna wreck her hair." He pauses, glancing over to where the two girls are retrieving their luggage. "You know, I used to think Lydia was just as bad but I'm actually starting to feel sorry for her now."

You raise an eyebrow at him. "Are you forgetting their mean girls act towards me practically every lecture we go to? She might not be the one with the catty comments but she's quite happy to go along with it."

Benji shrugs. "S'pose you've got a point."

You hear one of the staff announcing that they're checking everyone in.

"Come on," you nod towards the hotel entrance, eager to see your room. "Let's see what the hell Erica can find to complain about with this place. It looks great to me."

Benji agrees and you both make your way inside.

Hotel Corelli is everything that you've been dreaming of since you'd perused the website with excitement and wonder in the lead up to the trip. In fact the pictures online really don't do it justice. Swathes of pretty pink and orange bougainvillea climb up the walls and spill over the balconies, a marble fountain trickles in the lobby and a sparkling chandelier glitters overhead as it catches the light. You're looking around in awe as you step forward, dragging your suitcase behind you, nearly colliding with a smartly dressed young man who apologises profusely in Italian. You've never appreciated just how sexy the language sounds before and an errant thought flashes through your head... can Van speak it too?

The hotel's not quite elite five star luxury, probably not by someone like Erica's privileged standards anyway. Even as awed as you are you detect the chipped wood on the reception desk and the slightly worn carpet underfoot, but even so it's still another world away from the budget no-frills accommodation that you've stayed in during family holidays of the past. You can hardly believe your luck, particularly as it's all for free thanks to the History department's generous prize. You're still curious how Van managed to swing that one, but you're pretty sure it was all down to his influence.

"There you are. Been looking for you pair all over. Where's your rooms and who are you sharing with? I'm with Adam on the fourth floor."

Bob appears beside you as Benji gets handed his keycard. He's seemingly quite pleased to be allocated a room with Sam. Both boys turn to you and you flash them your card. Benji's face scrunches in puzzlement when he sights the room number.

"505? But isn't that up on the fifth floor? That's where all the staff are staying isn't it? You must've been given the wrong card."

"Nu-huh," you respond smugly. "Got a double room all to myself up there haven't I? Perks of winning the prize for the best essay and all that."

His mouth hangs open in shock. "No fucking way! They really forked out for you to have a fancy room all to yourself just for that?"

You smile at him for a moment, relishing his obvious envy before you relent, telling him what Johnny had told you earlier to ward off any suspicion. It seems to satisfy his curiosity but your cheeks automatically warm at the skeptical look on Bob's face. Thankfully for you, Johnny breezes past at that moment with an announcement, a timely distraction.

"Okay everyone, get yourselves settled in and unpacked. Dinner's in an hour, so that's plenty of time for a quick freshen up. See you all in the restaurant at 7pm."

Van and Kathleen are nowhere to be seen, having already taken a lift up to their room, but you fancy you can still feel tension in the air that they've left behind as you step into the awaiting carriage. Or maybe it's the fact that Johnny's just slipped in alongside you, Bob and Benji, taking a spot right next to you. Your bodies brush lightly as the lift jolts and ascends... floor 1, 2, 3, 4... the lads are chatting aimlessly but you and Johnny are silent, the weighted looks you exchange settling like sparks on your skin.

As soon as the boys have vacated and the door slides shut he's on you, crowding you back against the smooth mirrored wall, one hand at your waist and the other cupping your jaw. The kiss is only brief, his lips warm and firm against yours, a stolen moment that's over all too soon before the bell dings signalling your arrival at the fifth floor. You break apart instantly, hearts racing as the lift shudders to a stop, the taste of him still on your lips as you step out and immediately come to a halt.

Van and Kathleen are just a little way down the corridor, the sharpness of their raised voices instantly muted to a brittle silence as they realise they're no longer alone. The air thrums with the echo of an argument, you can see it in the rigidity of Van's stance, the tautness of Kathleen's expression. You smile at them weakly.

"Errr... hi..."

"Y/N!" Kathleen blurts, almost relieved sounding at being interrupted. She glances at the key card in your hand. "I hear you got allocated a room up here with all the staff. I can see about getting you moved if you want... I'm sure you'd rather be with all your friends?"

You shake your head quickly. "Oh, no, it's fine! Honestly, I don't mind at all. The others are already jealous I've got a room to myself." You try for a jokey tone, hoping to diffuse the awkwardness that lingers in the air.

Van's eyes flick towards you, his expression impossible to read. Did he have anything to do with the room allocations? Or is he as shocked as you are? You could see him being fully on board with the idea if he was staying alone but this all seems just that little too close for comfort. It's risky. Dangerous. Just the way you like it.

Johnny chuckles, stepping forward to stand alongside you. "Yeah, I'm sure it'll be alright. The rooms up here are better anyway, it's quieter, better view, bigger beds..."

Van murmurs an agreement but you're not entirely convinced he's pleased about the arrangement... but what can he say?

Kathleen glances between the three of you, clearly a little perplexed about the strange current of tension that she's been unwittingly pulled into. She forces a smile nevertheless, her tone light as she turns towards one of the doors. "Well... I suppose we'd all better get ready for dinner then. I've barely eaten all day and I'm famished."

You breathe out a sigh of relief as her and Van retreat into their room, looking again at your keycard before scanning the brass numbers on the doors. Yours is 505... Van and Kathleen's is 506... wait... no... that can't be right.

"But I thought you were next to me," you say, watching in disbelief as Johnny moves even further along, tapping his card on the door of room 504, laughing low under his breath, eyes bright with amusement as he turns to you with a teasing grin.

"Well, would you look at that? Who would've guessed?"

Your heart lurches in pure shock. You were excited about being situated close to both Professors but you weren't accounting on being sandwiched right between both of them... well, not this early on in the trip anyway... you're fully intending in indulging in that particular fantasy in a more literal way later on...

"You knew didn't you? You said you'd looked at the list."

Johnny's grin stretches wider, full of mischief. "Maybe... maybe not... I guess you'll just have to be extra careful to behave yourself now you've got someone keeping an eye on you from both sides, won’t you?”

You roll your eyes playfully, stepping up to your own door, head in a spin with wild thoughts. "Hmmm, we’ll see about that."

My more recently written fics are at the top and I apologise profusely for the cringe lurking at the bottom of the list (I wrote some of those 3/4 years ago - don’t judge me ha ha)

Van McCann

Blurbs/Mini-fics and Headcanons Masterlist

Goodbye 🌧️ You break up with Van

Heathrow 🌸 You ask Van to play Heathrow before the Cardiff gig

Final Girl (Playing Hard to Get) ✨ You get unexpectedly turned on by Van’s outfit at a Halloween party

Quiet (Single Dad Van) ✨ You accidentally discover one of Van’s secret kinks

Just the way you are (Dad Van) 🌸 Van reassures you when you’re feeling self-conscious about your post-pregnancy body

Could’ve Called It A Night 🌸 Tottenham stadium before the show

Sunday Morning 🌸 lazy Sunday morning with Van

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby 🌸 Van comforts you when you’re afraid of a storm

Sports Day (Single Dad Van) 🌸 Van tries to impress his kids teacher by entering the parents’ race (from The Christmas Wish universe)

Hourglass 🌸 Van writes Hourglass in New York

Incentive (Prof Van) ✨ Your Professor gives you an incentive to revise

Showtime ✨ You help Van to relax when he’s nervous before playing Sefton Park

Connection ✨ Phone sex when Van’s on tour

Soothe 🌸🌧️ Van cuddles after a tough day

Drive ✨ Van can’t keep his hands off you, even when he’s driving

White Wedding ✨Van eats you out under your wedding dress after the ceremony

Smile for the Camera ✨ You make a sex tape with Van

Caring 🌸 Van looks after you when you have a bad period

Incredible ✨ You get distracted by Van’s hands when he’s teaching you how to play guitar

Beach Life 🌸 Part 1 Beach picnic with Van

No Nut November ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 You explore Van’s submissive side

One For The Wedding Album 🌸✨ Part 1 Taking sexy Polaroids for your husband at your wedding reception

Tease / AO3 ✨ You get turned on seeing your boyfriend in his sweatpants

Happy Birthday Sir (Prof Van) ✨ You give your hot professor a birthday present under the desk

Heat ✨ Summer holiday balcony sex

Skin to Skin (Dad Van) 🌸 You feed your baby daughter for the first time

Hungry / AO3 ✨ You reveal to Van that you’re not wearing any underwear at a restaurant date

Cheat (Red) ✨ Van teases you under the table during a dinner date

It’s Good to be Back 🌸 Van’s nervous before headlining Reading festival

Borrowed Time (Dad Van) ✨ You and your husband are on borrowed time to get intimate before the kids wake up

Good Touch / AO3 ✨ A stressed Van comes into your salon for a massage

In Good Hands / AO3 ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 Doctor/patient AU - your new doctor helps cure your sexual frustrations

Daddy / AO3 ✨ You get yourself off on Van’s thigh (daddy kink)

Possessive / AO3 ✨ Rough possessive sex

Soft 🌸 Van comes home exhausted from tour

Business / AO3 ✨ Sex on the tour bus

Unwind / AO3 ✨ Van distracts you from studying

Expectations (Dad Van) 🌸 Valentines Day with Van when you’re heavily pregnant

Sweet Treat / AO3 ✨ Birthday cakes and whipped cream

Valentine’s Surprise 🌸 Van buys you puppies as a valentines treat

Can’t Believe You’re 26 🌸 You confess you’ve never been kissed to your friend Van on your 26th birthday

Baby Love / AO3 ✨ Van is insatiable when you’re trying for a baby

Pick Him Up From Heathrow (Dad Van) 🌸 Picking up your husband from the airport

Truth or Dare / AO3 ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 Your friend Van confesses that he’s a virgin

Private Dancer / AO3 ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 You give Van a private dance and get an invitation back to his hotel

Adventurous / AO3 ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 You can Van go shopping for sex toys to spice up your love life

Good Morning / AO3 ✨ You wake Van up with a sexy surprise

Caught Red-Handed / AO3 ✨ Your house-mate Van catches you ‘thinking’ about him then wants to turn your fantasy into reality

All I Want For Christmas 🌸 Part 1 / Part 2 Van comes into your shop to buy an ugly Christmas jumper

Good Luck Charm ✨ You’re Van’s good luck charm before a show

No Touching ✨ Van reckons he can make you come without touching you

Distractions ✨ You use an unconventional method to distract Van from his FIFA game

Then There Were Three ✨ A night partying ends up in a threesome with your bf Johnny and his friend Van

Falling in Love With Your Best Friend 🌸 Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 You’re secretly in love with your best friend Van but you’re too scared to tell him your feelings

After The Show ✨ Post-gig back-stage shagging

Be Mine 🌸 Van gives you a surprise present with a proposal

Looking After Van ✨ You run a bath for Van when he’s tired after touring

Phone Sex ✨ Van misses you when he’s touring which leads to a smutty phone conversation

First Time 🌸 You lose your virginity to your bf Van

Love Bites ✨ Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 Vampire AU

Broken 🌧️ Part 1 / Part 2 Your friend Van comforts you when you come out of an abusive relationship

Jealousy 🌧️✨ Part 1 / Part 2 Van gets jealous when you get close to a male friend when he’s touring

Johnny Bond

Comfort ✨ Johnny knows just how to comfort you when you’ve had a tough day

Wet / AO3 ✨ Showering with Johnny on his birthday

Birthday Treat ✨ You give Johnny a surprise treat for his birthday

Then There Were Three ✨ A night partying ends up in a threesome with your bf Johnny and his friend Van

Bob Hall

Meeting Bob 🌸 You meet your crush Bob when you interview the band at a festival