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Every night you were up there on stage in short leather skirts, tight shirts, not covering much. Every night he'd talk to you between songs, keeping a respectful distance because you were dancing up on risers.

You knew how badly he wanted you, one of them would get drunk and say something to you, he got drunk and told you. You knew what he wanted, you were just waiting for the perfect moment.

Duff saw you up on that riser again, he was playing his parts, looking out across the crowd, but he wanted to stare at you all night. You smiled at him, he took it as a sign to get closer. He thought it would be cute to lean back against the riser, smile up at you while you danced above him. You had other plans and dropped down, giving him a perfect view of your thinly clothed cunt. His smile faded instantly, eyes filling with need. His bass was low enough, it shielded his growing erection, but nothing hid the way he was looking at you.

He didn't go far from you throughout the rest of the show, he played his parts, he smiled at the crowd, he spoke, he sang, this that and the other thing. He stayed close to you and the second he could he was dragging you back to the tour buses.

At this point in their success they had their own buses, granted a lot of road crew switched between them, but not tonight. Tonight Duff slammed the door behind him and locked it.

There was a red mark on your arm from where he held you, he didn't give you a minute to think about it before he grabbed you again, holding you firmly in place while his lips fought for dominance over yours, easily winning.

He guided you back, further into the bus and to the room in the back. He closed that door and threw you onto the bed, at this point your breathing was heavy and your head was spinning a little, he was moving fast, literally. You wanted him inside you so bad, you'd felt a heat between your legs since the concert started, he was tall and had long legs, you couldn't keep up with him. He was slowly down now, though, pulling his clothes off and tossing them aside while eyeing you with a dangerous look.

Duff crawled onto the bed, you spread your legs for him, smiling as he eyed the thin piece of fabric keeping him from looking directly at your soaked cunt, a wet spot even having formed on your panties. He reached up, you expected him to pull your skirt off but he pushed it up instead and proceeded to fall over, laying beside you.

You sat up and looked down at him with a curious look. "Sit." He said with a smile, it took you a minute for the pieces to click and for you to fully understand what he meant.

He shifted further down the bed, you pulled your panties off and moved on top of him. With his hands on your thighs he led you up his body until you were hovering over his face. You were hesitant at first, any nerves you had left when he pulled you down, tongue wasting no time in lapping at your folds, slurping up all your juices while his nails dug into your tender flesh.

You held onto the headboard, not having to move at all as Duff ate you out like his life depended on it, like it was his last meal. You glanced down occasionally and found him looking up at you with that same fire in his eyes from earlier, when you looked back you saw his cock laying against his abdomen, red and leaking over his stomach, hips rutting into nothing.

You reached back, figuring you could get him off but he had one goal and it didn't include your hands on him. With a harsh hand on your thigh you pulled back.

He reached up, turning your head back and getting your attention on him. "Don't worry about me, don't even fucking worry, I got what I want." He assured, hot breath fanning over your pussy. You melted into him, not caring if he could breathe under you, he didn't care anymore than you did, only groaning into your cunt as his tongue ventured into the tight chasm.

It was too hot, the room was too closed off and it was hot. You pulled your shirt off, tossing it away along with your bra. Within seconds Duff's hands had found your chest and were groping you, massaging the tissue and pinching your nipples.

The small room filled with your moans as your back arched and your head rolled back. Duff got messier, the sound of his mouth on you getting louder. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, tongue flicking it at a pace that was honestly just mean. You squealed as you came, gripping the headboard so tight your knuckles went white.

Your body twitched, hips bucking against Duff's face before he flipped you over onto your back. "I'm sorry, I can't- you need a minute." He fumbled over the words, lips trailing down your neck and leaving red marks that would get a deeper purple shade in the morning. "You don't get one." It was only then you felt the tip of his cock pressing against your cunt before he slammed his hips into yours.

A loud moan ripped from you, your back arched and your whole body tensed for a moment. Gummy walls fluttering around him, drawing out a few soft whines you wouldn't have heard if he hadn't been pushing his face into your neck.

His hips pulled back before ramming himself back into you again. He set a brutal pace, your body bouncing up the bed with every thrust. "Ngh- oh, god!" He groaned, throwing his own head back as he pounded into you, only getting faster the better he felt.

So many noise wanted to leave you at once, it left you at a loss for words, small squeaks escaping you. Your hands gripped the sheets tight, tugging on them in hopes of keeping yourself grounded but it was useless.

Duff watched the door every few minutes, his eyes growing colder and his groans getting quieter. You felt the bus brewing to life under you, the way it turned to get out of the venue's back parking lot. You thought that was it and ignored it, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him back to you.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, his thrusts growing deeper, his groans growing deeper, more guttural. "Oh, fuck... can I- can I cum inside?" He asked, cupping your cheek in his hand. "Blink or something... fucking- bitch!" The word slipped out fast, no love behind it and he didn't even look at you as he came with a last few thrusts, filling you up with his cum.

Feeling hot spurts of cum hitting your insides was enough to make you cum again, you tried staring up at him but he looked off angrily and your eyes rolled back. Your squeezed him tight as you came, legs wrapping around his waist but he still glared off.

You watched his mouth move but your ears didn't clue into what was happening for a moment as you came down from the high.

"Get the fuck out! Get out!" Duff yelled, you heard him yell all the time, they were a loud bunch, but he never yelled at you.

"What?" You asked meekly. Only then did Duff look back down at you and his expression softened. He scooped you up into his arms, not pulling out just yet, and wrapped a blanket around you. It was too hot so you tried to push it away but he didn't budge.