Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)

Lesson in Pleasure ***

Dedicated to eternallywarped Tiffanijolly

I huffed aggravated that nothing was working. The soft buzz from the vibrator against the metal frame seemed to be thunderous in the quiet bunk. Thankfully the bus was empty, the boys were on stage or helping out other wise. I threw the blanket off, snatching the vibe and turning it off before flopping back against the pillows.
All of this from a stupid game...

*Flashback*
Vinny, Ryan, most of the crew and myself sat around the table playing 'Never have I ever' the only difference being alcohol was now involved. Most of the boys were pretty tipsy from all the shots. "Never have I ever... had an had a crush on someone in the bus currently." Vinny said, jokingly winking at Ryan, I downed my shot after taking a quick glance at Chris who was currently scrolling his phone. "Okay, okay... Never have I ever had an orgasm." AJ joked as almost everyone took a shot. "You gonna take a shot y/n?" Ryan asked, drawing the attention of everyone else. "Uh... n-no. The rule is if you have done whatever take a shot... and... yeah..." I mumbled sheepishly, staring down the shot glass in front of me. "You've... you've never came? Ever?" Vinny sputtered. "Nope. Not even close." "Are you a virgin?" Someone else asked making me laugh. "No. It's just the men I've been with never made me cum." I said with a shrug before standing abruptly, "I'm gonna hit the hay. So. Night everyone." I rushed before disappearing to the back.

*A few weeks later*

I shuffled to the bathroom, washing the vibe off before returning to the bunks to put it away. Maybe of I wasn't on such a mood I would have noticed that I was no longer alone. "Y/n?" I screamed, accidently dropping the vibe to the floor. "Jesus fuck Chris, give me a damn heart attack why don't you." I growled, making him chuckle. "Sorry. What are you doing?" He asked his eyes trailed down to the vibrator on the floor. "Nothing." I huffed, quickly grabbing it and shoving it in my bag. I felt the flush burn across my face. "What are you doing here anyway Chris? Should you be backstage or something?" "I don't feel like being around a lot of people right now." He said, reaching for my hand that was still in the bag. "I have a confession y/n." He said quietly, taking a seat on my bunk. I raised my eye brow as I turned to face him, trying to brace myself for the worst. "I saw you take the shot. For having a crush on someone on the bus." "Okay...and?" "I saw you look at me and I want you to know that I like you too. A lot actually." I blushed, pulling my hand away to play with my nails anxiously. "Well... I mean... I-I'm glad you like me but..." "But?" "We're friends. Coworkers. And you know how everyone is..." I trailed off. At this point he hopped out of the bunk, standing in front of me. He grabbed my cheek lightly, pulling my lips to meet his in a soft, tentative kiss. He attempted to pull away but my hands wound themselves in his shirt, holding him close. We quickly broke apart at the sound of the bus door opening with small smiles.

*Present Day*
I sat in the dressing room, listening to the music through the walls. Chris and I decided to keep our dating under wraps from everyone, to have some peace while we sort through things. My current issue? I was beyond sexually frustrated. He drove me absolutely crazy. I bit my lip and shifted my thighs slightly at the thought of us together, intimately. But my thoughts were ruined as the door opened. Speak of the devil... "Hey babe." He greeted, shutting and locking the door behind him. "Hi." I squeaked as he sat beside me, kissing me. I shifted to straddle his lap, running my fingers through his inky locks. "Someone is feeling bold." He growled against my lips, his hands falling to my hips. "I've been thinking... about us... and this..." I purred, trailing kisses down his jaw and neck. "Me too..." He stammered before flipping me to lay on the couch. "But there's something I want to do for you before we have sex." He mumbled as he continued kissing down my body, stopping at the hem line of my jeans. "And what would that be?" I asked, a pang of anxiety slapping me in the face. "I want to make you cum." I laughed, hiding my face behind my hands. "What's funny?" "I don't think thats possible babe." I said as I sat up, "I think I'm broken." I continued quietly. "I don't think so. I just think you haven't had the right partner." I rolled my eyes, laying back against the couch. "Will you let me try?" He purred against my skin as he kissed over my abdomen. "O-okay..." I stammered. He grinned before tugging at the hem of my jeans, pulling them down and off slowly. He trailed soft kisses and love bites from my knee up my inner thigh before switching to do the same on the opposite leg. Then he kissed over the lacey underwear I was wearing, making me gasp quietly. He pulled them down my thighs before running the pads of his finger tip over my damp folds. "I have an idea... slide down onto your knees, face the couch." He said quietly, shifting to give me space to move. Once I faced the couch he grabbed my wrists with one of his hands, using the other to run his fingers over my clit in short circular motions. I felt a moan bubble up from my chest as I tried to close my legs, it felt amazing but it wasn't enough to make me cum. Chris shifted again, pinning my legs open with his. "Don't move." He growled, releasing my wrists and reaching beneath me to play with my clit as his other hand slowly pushed inside of me. "Holy fuck!" I gasped trying to wiggle away to no avail. "You're so tight little one... what's wrong?" He purred, continuing his movements. "You're fingers are so fucking long!" I growled, feeling an odd sensation build in my core as his quickened his pace. "I feel you're close little one, cum for me." I shook my head, the feeling quickly dissipating. "I... I can't..." I mumbled, tears pricking my eyes. He slowed slightly, shifting to fold himself over my back, making his fingers slide deeper inside. "Yes you can, and you will. I have you, it's okay."

My orgasm was swift, like a rubber band snapping. I screamed into the sofa cushion, my vision went white and my muscles turned to jelly. I felt him slowly pull his fingers away, kissing my cheek multiple times before sitting beside me. Once I regained a semblance of strength I pulled my clothes back into place before crawling into his lap. "T-Thank you sir." I mumbled, kissing his cheek softly. "You're welcome little one, I'm glad I could please you."