Lynn

"y'know, she's kind of fit," guigsy nudged noel's shoulder, wiggling his eyebrows playfully. noel rolled his eyes with a scoff, carefully moving his arm away as he took step forward, eyes landing on where you stood, organising some cables with practiced ease. "cute, right?"

"c'mon mate, crews off limits." noel scowled, biting back a retort as his eyes narrowed. "and that's y/n yer' talkin' 'bout."

"alright, alright, sorry chief," guigsy breathed out with an airy smile. "just sayin'"

noel was already in a shitty mood, and hearing and seeing his bandmate ogle over you was only making it worse. he scowled to himself, hackles raised and teeth grinding down against one another as he sulked in the corner, glaring at everything happening in front of him.

the rest of the crew was unloading and wheeling equipment around backstage, and noel had taken the dignity of directing where to put them. though the rest of them quietly grumbled, they didn't dare challenge "the chief." except for one, of course.

"why're you puttin' it there? are 'ya daft?" noel jeered from the side lines as liam slid a road case directly in the middle of the walk space.

"'cause there's like fuckin' ten of 'em and 'm doin' it by myself, 'ya lazy prick!" liam immediately bit back, pointing an accusatory finger towards noel.

"oh, i can help liam—!"

"nah, y/n, don't bother," noel let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his fingers over his forehead. "he's been a fuckin' piece of work all day, havin' a big ol' sook 'cause i said his idea was shit."

"it wasn't even bad!" liam exclaimed, almost resembling a butt-hurt child. "you never give me a chance!"

"can you just shut the fuck up and do yer' job?" noel snapped. "just fuckin' move where it's supposed to go, jesus christ!"

"...whatever the fuckin' dirty chief says," liam rolled his eyes before dramatically flipping him off. "lazy piece of shite."

"fuck, i need a breather...jesus fuckin' christ!" noel exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration before turning on his heels and storming off. you all stared at each other, nervously blinking before you turned your head to follow noel's retreating figure.

"i'm...i'm gonna go check on him," you sheepishly raised your shoulders with a skittish smile, ducking your head as they murmured small noises of approval, thinking nothing of it. "be right back!"

like always, you followed suite, turning each corner moments after he did. and, like always, noel stopped as his palm splayed against the door, his eyes flickering over his shoulder to see you approaching. like always. his lips quirked into a small smile before he pushed the door open, head over his shoulder as he walked into the bathroom. it was barely noticeable. but it was there.

"there 'ya are," noel joked as you walked through the door, his eyes low and heavy. "was waitin' for you to show up."

you lock the door behind you before carefully turning your head over your shoulder, cautiously watching each move of his like you were his prey.

"you okay?"

"mhm," he hums, voice tight and constrained. he simply raises an eyebrow before pointing to the floor, lips curling into a sly smile. you drop to your knees in front of him, eyes wide and curious as his hand smooths over your cheek. "you 'ere to make me feel better?"

"obviously..." you mutter, averting your eyes, a sudden wave of shyness veiling over you.

"good girl, y'know what t'do."

your hands are nimble as you make quick work of unbuttoning his jeans, fluttering your eyelashes at him as the sound of metal teeth unzipping echoes off the tiles. your lips quirk upwards into a small, teasing smile, fingers hooking around the waistband of his jeans as you tug them downwards, his boxers following in suit. his cock slaps up against his lower stomach, your eyes following the movement before staring back up at him, lips curling into a quiet, doting smile.

"atta girl," noel murmured, the rough palm of his hand cupping under your jaw, his skin warm and touch gentle enough to send goosebumps over your skin. "y'know what to do, don't 'cha?"

you hum quietly in response, leaning into his warm touch without another thought. your fingers dance over his thighs, quietly examining, discovering. noel lets out a breath, warm and affectionate, the stress coiled in his body slowly falling apart. one hand slides upwards to grip the base of his cock, the other splaying against the width of his thigh, grounding him against the counter. noel's hand slides from your jaw until he cradles the back of your head, his pinky finger resting in the divot of your neck.

you slide your hand over his length, giving him a few preparatory strokes. you can feel the stress slowly pull from his muscles, causing his thighs to twitch inwards as your palm curves over his leaking tip. noel lets out a shaky breath, his head dropping forward to look down at you, his cheeks displaying the slightest dust of pink.

as your hand slides down to grip the base of his cock, he leans over your smaller frame, using the grip on your head to tilt your head upwards. his lips are soft and fond as he presses a warm kiss against your forehead, the touch lingering as he pulls away, lips curled into a gentle smile.

"open up f'me, darlin'," he whispers, his tone constricted like he was holding back something ardent. your jaw drops open instinctively as noel's warm hand wraps around yours, pulling your hand from his cock and resting it on his other thigh. he slowly pushes on the back of your head until your lips encase the tip of his cock, earning a soft groan from him. "good girl..."

his hips twitch forwards involuntarily, forcing his cock further into your mouth. nevertheless, you stretch your jaw open wider, eyes fluttering open to look up at him as his cock sinks deeper into you. a dull ache settles in the corners of your jaw as your tongue curls around the underside of his cock. noel's spine straightens for a split second as shiver crawls through him, a warm pleasure spreading through his lower body before igniting in his lower abdomen.

his fingers twitch around the back of your head as his other hand rests against the edge of the counter behind him, holding himself upright as you begin to bob your head around him.

"that's it, baby, fuck," his voice is breathless and airy, his hips gently beginning to buck forward into your mouth, just enough to make you squeeze your eyes shut as his tip almost hits the back of your throat. the familiar taste of him — something earthy and subtly sweet — has your cunt clenching around nothing, a desperate pulse settling within your clit. "fuckin' made f'this, aren't 'cha?"

you try and nod around his cock, your mouth stuffed so full that saliva begins to build up in the corners of your mouth. he chuckles, his other hand moving from the counter to wipe the beads of spit away before pulling his cock from your mouth so you can answer.

"yeah, yeah— yes," you breathe out, your eyes wide and doe-like, small beads of tears clumping your eyelashes together, as you nod feverishly. "just f'you."

noel's lips tick into a small, smug smirk before he pushes his cock back into your mouth, satisfied with your answer. the grip on the back of your head slowly tightens in tandem with the increased frequency of his thrusts, your mind growing hazy as the warmth of his touch and his words renders you all pliable and docile beneath him.

"good girl, baby," noel coos, his voice edged with a bit of rasp as you force your head down further, swallowing his cock whole as the tip hits the back of your throat. you both stay still for a moment as your throat convulses around him for a second before adjusting, causing noel to let out a sharp exhale through his nose. "always s'good f'me."

tears brim against your waterline as noel teasingly shuffles his hips forward, shallowly thrusting his cock deeper into your mouth. you swallow a gag, squeezing your eyes shut as you focus on not gagging, sharp breaths leaving your nostrils. though, a particularly hard thrust — one that displays the frustration and stress still coiled deep within him — forces you to choke around him, tears slipping down your cheeks.

"shh, shh, don't cry, love," noel murmurs, drawing his hips backs just enough for you to regain your composure, your eyes fluttering open as his thumb rubs over your cheekbone, wiping away your tears before running down underneath your jaw, tilting your head upwards just a smidge. he smiles down at you, all crooked teeth and adoration, before slowly and gently thrusting forward, slowly beginning to fuck your mouth once more. "mhm...there 'ya go. feels good, doesn't it?"

his pace is slow, hips retracting back slow enough for you to feel the drag and heaviness of his cock against your tongue, before he slowly pushes back inside, letting out soft sighs above you. your fingertips push against the skin of thighs, leaving behind small indents as more tears slide down your cheeks, your eyes wide and doting.

he pulls back again, a small string of saliva connecting the two of you as you gasp for air. your lips are smudged and swollen with spit, eyes wide and swimming with desperation and lust. his thumb rolls over the back of your head as he chortles, the mocking tone behind it making your cunt drip.

"yes," you mumble, eyes dropping down to his cock before looking back up at him. "feels good."

"mhm," noel hums in response, eyes showing a small glimmer of mischief as he rolled the tip of his wet cock across your already smudged lips. your mouth drops open instinctively, fluttering closed as he resumes slowly fucking your face. "that's my good girl."

the words hit like a bundle of warmth in your chest, and somewhere much, much, lower. he leans his head back, knuckles growing white as he grips the counter, the hand on the back of your head firm, but still soft, like he was handling something delicate.

his thrusts slowly increase into something more desperate and hungrier, his moans becoming more guttural and needy. your eyes squeeze shut as he lets out a quiet moan, the tip of his cock beginning to repeatedly hit the back of your thought. your tongue swirls around him to the best of your effort, tears prickling against your eyelashes.

"fuck, sorry baby," noel breathes out, although, the pace of his thrusts increases. "just feels s'good, can't help it."

you whine around him, the wet clicking sound of him fucking your throat echoing off the tiled walls. you both should be ashamed, embarrassed even. although, the noise only spurs noel on, a wanton whine ripped from his chest as your throat convulses around him, followed by a wet gag.

"'s okay," noel breathes out, his cock stuffing your mouth full to the brim. "i've got 'cha baby."

you try and nod, only for you to continue to choke around him. however, part of you loves it. your eyes roll back as his eyebrows tweeze together, his orgasm beginning to burn through his lower stomach. his hand falls from the counter to cup your cheek, silently comforting you as he let out another quiet apology, all while continuing his rough thrusts into your mouth.

he suddenly draws his hips back, his hand dropping from your face to slide over his cock, his other hand pulling you closer against him by the back of your head. you look at up him, watching with wide eyes as his head leans back, a soft groan escaping him as he strokes himself. warm spurts of liquid land over your cheeks, mainly over your lips and cheeks, a soft moan of your name leaving noel's mouth as he finishes. he bucks his cock into his fists a few times as he rides his high out, other hand cradling the back of your head.

a warm, comfortable silence follows. the only sound bouncing off the walls is your combined soft pants, and the occasional shuffling of fabric as noel repositions himself above you.

noel moves first — like always — his hand curling into your hair, tilting your head back as he stands over you. a breathless, flustered smile crawls across his face as his other hand outstretches towards your ruined face.

"good girl," noel murmurs, winking at you. "open up f'me."

his calloused pads run over your stained cheeks, collecting the strands of his cum before pressing his soaked, messy digits against your spit-covered lips. you obediently open your mouth, eyes all needy and doe-like as you stare up at him.

"so pretty..." he breathes out as he scoops his cum into your mouth, smiling as you happily swallow it without another thought. "even though yer' my dirty girl, hm?"

you nod just as he pulls his fingers back, your skin sticky with the residue. noel lets out an amused breath of air from his nose before sliding his dirty fingers back inside your mouth, deliberately pressing his calloused pads down against the back of your tongue.

the warmth of his palm is heavy against the back of your head; the feeling of his fingertips pressed against you sending a shiver through your body. noel slowly starts thrusting his fingers inside your mouth, slowly dragging them against your tongue, just so he can hear you gag around him. your eyes are all watery and doe-like, and it's enough to make his cock twitch against his thigh.

"atta girl." he praises as he pulls his fingers from your mouth, smearing the saliva over your cheek with a smirk before pulling away, hands landing to pull his jeans back up. "right, better get goin' 'fore they notice we've been missin' for far too long, eh?"

"wait," you plead, voice hushed, eyebrows furrowed upwards. "can we...please? i'm too wet to go back out there like this."

"oh," noel coughs out, like he was caught off guard by your sudden boldness. though, his expression quickly morphs into something smug, yet soft at the same time. "yeah, baby? 'ya all worked up f'me, or summat?"

before you can answer, noel is tugging you up from the floor and pushing you against the wall right next to the locked door. you can only let out a gasp as noel tears your underwear down your thighs, his hand pressed firm against your lower back, keeping you in place.

"use your words, angel," noel leans over your body, lips brushing over the shell of your ear as he whispers. "wanna hear 'ya say it."

"i'm...i need you." you admit quietly, voice breathy and desperate. noel hums in response, pressing a kiss behind the skin of your ear as he murmurs small words of praise.

"good girl."

he drags his fingers through your slick folds, letting out a shaky breath at the abundance of wetness before rolling his middle finger over your clit a few times. he drags his fingers back down towards your entrance, slowly pushing a single finger in, savouring the little gasp that falls from your lips.

"gotta be quick, yeah?" he teases despite the painfully slow drag of his finger, causing your cheeks to heat he presses you harder against the wall. you nod, subtly throwing your hips back into him, silently praying it'll make him move faster. "can't let 'em know what i'm doing to their cute lil' co-worker, right?"

you let out a helpless whine, one that sends a hot flush directly through his body. the arousal in the air is so coiled with tension it could snap at any moment. his thick palm slaps over your mouth, stifling the quiet noises filtering from your lips as he presses another finger inside of you.

"shh, baby," he coos against your ear, voice low and edged with a bit of rasp. "be a good girl 'n' stay quiet f'me, 'kay?"

sparks dart up your spine as he curls his fingers inside of you, stretching you wide open for him like he knows you need. the salty taste of his hand combined with the way he pistons his fingers inside of you has you keening, your eyes rolling backwards as you try and steady yourself against the wall.

your knees buckle together as he pulls his fingers from your weeping hole, though they're quickly replaced by the weight of his cock pressing back up against you. your small gasp is stifled against his fingers. noel lets out a quiet chuckle, his breath fanning against your ear as he pushes inside.

"fuuck..."

his cock's thick and hot, stretching you open with each slow deliberate roll of his hips until he's bottomed out inside of you. you're shaking underneath him, thighs trembling, breath hitching into little, muffled, broken sobs. one of your hands drops from the tiled wall to push against his hips — just a tiny, desperate nudge to get a break from how intense it all feels.

"what's that, baby?"

your whole body locks up at the octave, eyes splitting wide open from fear as he slowly, deliberate draws his hips back. your chest is tight, breaths coming out into soft, quick pants as noel clicks his tongue. your thighs tremble, falling inwards as noel's hips retreat until only the tip of his cock is inside you.

"i know 'ya can take it," noel breathes against you, lips curling into a smug grin as you shiver. the anticipation in your veins holds you captive, pressed flush against the wall as you brace yourself for the incoming snap of his hips. "'s alright, i've got 'cha."

just as the last syllable leaves his mouth, noel rocks his hips forward, bullying his length back inside you. a startled yelp leaves your lips before he shushes you, immediately settling into a slow, rough pace.

each rock of his hips is slow and mean — your legs are shaking and you're already too wet, too full. he pulls his head back to watch the whole thing; lips curled into a cocky smile as his cock disappears inside of you. you try and bite back your moans, but it's to no avail.

"you can do it quick, yeah?" noel asks, one hand dropping to slide his fingers over your clit. your entire mind falls blank, your eyes darting to the back of your skull, your grip on reality slipping. "you're my good girl, know 'ya can."

but you keep holding on — just barely — just because his voice is so soft and gentle. and his pace is so ruthless, but you know it's only for you. it's so much, just too fucking much. you can feel it building, climbing — right there, right fucking there — and your hands are sliding against the wall, trying to hold yourself together and he knows. god, noel knows.

"look at you," he murmurs, the hand around your waist now guiding you as your hips slam back against him. "bent over and desperate for the chief, hm?"

you whine in response, all high-pitched and needy, just the way he likes it.

"mhm, i know baby," he groans right next to your ear, hips snapping against you. a hot flush of excitement tightens in your stomach, your orgasm coiling tighter and higher inside of your lower abdomen. "you look so pretty f'me."

with a quick readjustment of his hips, the head of his cock nudges against that one spot that forces you see stars. noel presses his palm harder against your mouth as you moan, broken and strung out. he leans over you with a dark chuckle, forcing your body to accommodate the deep angle of his cock inside of you.

your cunt struggles to take his length, constantly fluttering and clenching as he bullies it inside of you, forcing you into submission. you can't breathe, can't think, can't move — just forced into submission underneath him. like always.

intense waves of white-hot pleasure spark through your body, the circling of his fingers over your clit increasing in pace. your hands scramble against the wall, loud, whorish moans escaping against his palm, the muffled sound echoing of the walls around you. his cock stuffs you full, your cunt twitching and pulsing around him.

"noel—noel!" you try and cry out, only for his thick fingers to slide back inside your mouth. he presses his digits down against your tongue, rendering you unable to do anything but to babble nonsensically. each muffled whimper is enunciated with a wet squelch as noel bullies his cock back inside your battered cunt.

"takin' it so well," noel lets out a soft groan, broken and bordering on a whimper as your cunt clamps down tight around him. "fuckin' always so perfect and good f'me."

it's all too much yet not enough at the same time; his fingers messily gliding over your pulsing clit, his cock pressed snug deep inside you, hitting each spot you didn't even know existed. then, noel lets out a whorish, broken whimper. the sound sends you over the edge, the knot in your stomach snaps, spilling warm as stars burst behind your eyelids.

your thighs buckle inwards, giving out as aftershocks ebb through your body. noel's hand on your hips drop to rest under your lower stomach, hoisting you upwards just a little so he can continue to rut inside your stretched out, ruined cunt.

"good fuckin' girl— shit!" noel moans, his thrusts becoming sloppy and disjointed as he chases his own high. he bottoms out. once. twice. before he stops, leaning his head back as he lets out a sinful groan of your name, his cum spilling into your abused, puffy cunt. "fuck, baby."

your entire body quivers as he pulls his cock from your messy hole, hissing at the sensitivity. though, he stops to stare at the mixture of cum and slick threatening to spill from your cunt, and a sadistic grin makes its way over his face. he slowly tugs your bunched panties upwards until you're covered, gently tapping your filled hole with a small smile.

he drops his hand from your mouth to spin you around, drinking in your ruined, messy appearance. his thumb rolls over your cheekbone, doting and soft.

"you okay?" he whispers, pressing a chaste against your forehead as his thumb wipes away the half-dried tears still rolling down your cheek. you nod weakly, letting out a soft hum as you try and restore your grip on reality. he smiles, letting out a soft chuckle as you steady yourself against the wall, eyes still hazed over and glossy. "atta girl."

he wordlessly helps you put your clothes back on, wiping away your smudged makeup and makes your hair look a little messy as best as he can. all while his cum slowly dribbles out from your clothed cunt, threatening to drip down your legs. he presses a kiss against the corner of your mouth, warm hand cupping your cheek while his other twists the doorknob open.

"see you out there in five?"

he ran, and you followed. like always.