Falling for You

Meet me in the Bathroom

Song - Kiwi by Harry Styles

// literally just smut you can skip if you want.

Thankfully the club had unisex bathrooms so Timothée didn't get any strange looks when he walked in.
I heard the three knocks on the door and opened it immediately being met with his lips on mine.

He locked the door behind him then moved his hands to my waist. I moaned into the kiss enjoying the taste of coke that travelled from his mouth to mine. Soon our tongues were tangling and I was pressed up against the side of the cubicle.

I allowed him to kiss my neck while I ran my hands through his locks. I hiked my right leg up around his waist and pulled him closer.
"Oh god," he murmured softly.
I reached down and unbuckled his belt his breath hitching as I did so. He lent back against the other cubical wall and I got on my knees pulling down his jeans.

I fondled him over his boxers, feeling his long cock grow hard at my touch.
He let out little breathy moans as I did this. I brought down his boxers now almost being hit in the face with his large member. I swirled my tongue over the tip before diving my mouth the whole way down.

He groaned and it was like music to my ears. His hands subtly guided my head. His hips bucked slightly being careful not to choke me. I ever so slightly squeezed his balls causing him not let out a strangled moan.
"Fuck,"

I sucked as much of him as I could but he was too big to fit in my mouth. I used my other hand to pump the rest of his shaft.
"Mm I'm gonna cum."
I sucked my cheeks in tight.
"Ohhh guuu!" His hips bucked foward again and he released into my mouth.

I stood up with wide eyes meeting his relaxed ones. He swiped my bottom lip that had a drop of his cum on it.
"Good girl."

We walked back into the club and my band mates came up to us eager to meet him.
"Y/n!" One of the girls shouted over.
"Is this?"
"Yes, Uh Timothée these are my band mates; Flo, Nat and Jules."
"Nice to meet you."
"And where have yous been?" Nat asked.
"W-whattaya mean?" I fixed my hair innocently.
"Well we've been looking for you ever since the set finished. And now you're here together and your hair's all messed up."
"Uhhhhh." I laughed nervously.

A/N : Sorry this a short one - also my prada's at the cleaners along with my hoodie and my fuck you flipflops you pretentious douche bag. I just had to say that it comes into my head whenever I say sorry lmao.