Fangirl | Ringo Starr ✅

7

"I need to go home, I think." Melissa said when they had finished breakfast.

"Oh yeah," Ringo agreed, "I forgot that we told your mum we were only going to the theatre - she's probably dead worried 'bout you."

Melissa shrugged. "Probably worried that I can't walk my brothers to school."

"You have brothers?" George asked in surprise, taking a sip from the cup of tea which he had made for himself.

"Three," Melissa replied. "Max is my twin, and then I have two other younger ones; Sam and Danny. Sam is eleven and Danny is four." She paused, "but Max is my younger brother, too. We were born seventeen minutes apart."

"I've got a brother," Paul said, "'is name is Mike."

"I've got a sister called Louise, and two brothers; Harry and Peter." George told them.

"I've got a few siblings - none I talk to... much." John answered.

Ringo shook his head. "Come on, Mel, le's get you home." He held out a hand and Melissa took it. They stood up together and walked back to Ringo's bedroom.

When they got into the room, Ringo locked the door and turned to Mel. "Will yer mum be angry with you for staying out all night?"

Melissa didn't want to tell him the truth; yes, she would be furious. Instead, she shrugged. "She'll be annoyed, I guess."

"Oh." Ringo bit his lip and looked at her. She was wearing his shirt and a pair of clean boxers, and he loved how she looked in his clothes. "That shirt suits you."

"It does," she agreed, looking down at herself. "I think the boxers do, too."

"Aye," he agreed, "well you can keep those, luv." He paused, "and you look better in the shirt than I do - you might as well keep that, too."

Melissa smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips softly against his.

Ringo kissed her passionately and pushed her against the door. "Yer beautiful."

She blushed. "Thanks, Ritch."

"I mean it." He laced their hands together and smiled at her. "And I'm so 'appy that we met."

"No more than I am," Melissa replied. "Imagine how many times I thought about meeting you four," she paused, "and now I've slept in the same flat as you, had dinner and breakfast with you all, stolen some of Paul's whiskey - and seen him naked -" Ringo ground his teeth together, but decided not to say anything. Melissa continued, "and, I've gotten to kiss you."

Ringo smirked, "we've done a bit more than kiss, luv."

"I know," she said, "but I didn't want to say it -"

"It's just us." Ringo whispered into her ear, making her shiver. Goosebumps formed on her skin and Ringo bought one hand up her arm, feeling the small bumps as he went. "Do you want me to say it...?"

She shivered as he continued to whisper into her ear.

"Do you want me to do it...?"

"Ritchie," she whimpered out as his fingers went to one of her breasts, bare under the fabric of his shirt. He quickly found one nipple, and began to tease it through the fabric, rolling it back and forth delicately between his fingertips. She moaned. This felt so good, and nobody had ever done it before.

The fact that it was Ringo Starr touching her made it all the better.

Never in Melissa's dizziest daydreams had she imagined that Ringo Starr would be her boyfriend, touching her in a way that he was now, his mouth on her areola and his fingers teasing the heat between her legs.

"Ritchie," she moaned out as he pressed a finger to her clit and began to rub it slowly. Melissa needed so much more from him, and yet he continued to go slowly. "Please, Ritch, I -"

"Beg me, baby, go on." Ringo whispered into her ear.

"Ritchie," she whined, playing along with what he had requested. "I need you to go so much faster, baby," she continued, "please, I need it, I -" A finger pressed into her and Ringo pushed her against the wall, his mouth now on her neck. Melissa moaned out. What he was doing felt so good that it blew her mind... quite literally.

She came hard, and all of a sudden, her knees becoming weak. Ringo held her up using just his one arm, still with his fingers inside of her. "Oh God," he moaned, "yer so tight 'round me fingers, Mel, it drives me mad."

She blushed at his phrasing despite him still having his fingers in her. She looked down at him, amazed at how he looked with part of him still inside of her, and was not surprised to see that he had a rather visible outline of his cock straining against his trousers.

"Ritch, do you need me to...?" Melissa gestured downward, and he took his fingers from her.

"No, luv." Ringo answered. "I'll sort it out meself... I'm gonna 'ave a shower. You get dressed, and meet me in about 'alf an 'our, alright?" Melissa nodded and gave him a sweet smile. Ringo went to leave the room, but stopped himself. "Yer so beautiful." He said, almost to himself, as if he could hardly believe that a girl as beautiful as Melissa would want to be his girlfriend. Ringo pecked her lips and she giggled as he grabbed at her butt before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.