Human! Music Man x Reader

Shopping

"You okay, babe? You're acting like a rock."

"You're a dick."
You huffed, crossing your arms and legs.

Horrible decision, really.

As soon as you crossed your legs, the vibrations were sent straight to your clit. Your thighs push down to create physical friction.

A light gasp escaped your lips as you immediately unfolded your legs, jerking your hips forwards in a force of sexual habbit.

"Seems like the vibrator's working well, hm?"
Dj Music Man asked, a smirk slapped across his stupidly handsome face.

"Oh shut- oh fuck!"
The vibrations got much stronger, and it wasn't even on the highest level yet.

You cried out in pleasure, gripping onto your seatbelt for dear life.

Music Man glanced at you for a second, bringing one of his free hands to your thigh, massaging the plush skin.

"You'll do just fine, it's only 7 hours, you think you can take that?"
A genuine question, one of which turned you on even more.

Your brain could barley focus on the fact that while your husband was driving and fucking with the remote control to your vibrator, he took his hand off your thigh; rolling your pants down to shove another one inside your aching hole.

Now stuffed with 2 vibrators inside of you, the buzzing movement laid snug against your squishy walls as you cried out in pure euphoria.

"Jeez, does it feel that good? Now I kinda wanna be a girl and see how it is."
Your husband joked.

You shot him an ice cold glance, perhaps giving him the cold shoulder would make him shut up.

"Welp, we're here! Let's go to Hot Topic first, I heard that they have new MCR shirts."
Music Man giggled, getting out of the car to help you out of your seat.

"Want me to lower the settings a bit, babe?"
He asked, noticing how you were just on the verge of being knocked the fuck down.

"P-Please,"
You sighed, gripping onto his button up for dear life.

The vibrations slowed down, almost to a stop but at most a level 1. Just a reminder, there are 10 levels, and multiply that by 2. So that means, highest level times 2, level 20 altogether. Math 😎

Man I would love to date him

anyways,

"Oh thank god,"
You panted like a bitch in heat, softening your grip on your husband's shirt just a bit before moving back.

"Phone, keys, wallet, everything?"
Music Man said, noting down everything essential before closing the doors, locking the car.

"Got everything."
You sighed.

"Then let's go!"

.

A wide smile was slapped across your husband's face as the two of you stepped foot into the mall.