5SOS Smut

Jealous rivalry • mgc

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What's better than a post home game win? Nothing. The people of Boston celebrated the Bruins latest win against the Rangers while leaving the game but the group of us that were lucky enough to know the guys personally had more interesting plans after the win.

We usually went out to party afterwards, but your boyfriend, Michael, who also recently happened to be bumped up to Alternate Captain was taking longer than usual.

According to some of his other teammates, a group of them were in the locker room were downing champagne in celebration to their definite spot in the playoffs. Finally, after almost considering leaving him there, Michael stumbled out of the change room, obviously already tipsy.

His grin was from ear to ear and he had a mischievous glint in his eyes. "We won babe!" He smiled, grabbing your face to kiss you but you quickly turned your face to the side, letting him kiss your cheek.

"Babe." He whined, turning your face to look at his and pouting. "Mike, you know I hate when you get all trashy like this." You reminded, crossing your arms. Some players on the team were known for their partying tendencies and Michael had managed to get caught up with them.

"I'm not going to apologize for celebrating Y/N! You want some boring loser? Go suck off Hemmings." He rolled his eyes, refering to the Rangers young Alt. Captain that Michael's teased me about having a small crush on.

"You'd love that wouldn't you? Hey, maybe I will." You provoked him, raising your eyebrow challenging. He got closer to you, his eyes dark as his face was pressed against yours. "Say that again. Try me." He challenged. "All I want is to have Luke Hemmings all to myself and ride his dick like a damn porn star." You smirked, seeing Michael grow angrier.

He growled, his hands grabbing your cheeks and kissing you. A small moaned escaped your throat in surprise as he pushed you against the locker room door. You squealed a little, surprised when you stumbled back as Michael opened the door, pushing inside the, thankfully, empty locker room and towards his stall.

You moaned out desperately as he pushed you against the wall, his hands grabbing your neck. "I'll show you how much better I can make you feel." He growled, glaring at you. Michael started unzipping your jeans, ripping your panties off at the same time, leaving your bottom half completely exposed.

His cold hands connected with your waist before tearing your shirt over your head, your bra being pulled off not long after. You pushed off his suit jacket, loosening his tie before he moved away, digging around his bag for something. As you undid his dress pants, a familiar yellow and black jersey was being pulled out of it.

"Seriously Michael?" You asked in disbelief as he pulled it over your head, letting the huge jersey hang on your naked frame. "You're mine." He reminded, his eye contact intense. Michael got on his knees so his face was in front of your lower half, forcing your legs to open wider.

Michael's lips instantly touching you were you needed him most and you moaned at the feeling. His tongue teased you for a little bit before shooting inside you, causing you to yell out. You looked down to see him staring at you, his teeth softly played around with your clit.

He hastily pulled away as you panted, a whine escaping your mouth, wishing you had gotten more. Michael stood straight as he pulled down his dress pants and boxers, leaving himself exposed. You got on your knees, knowing what he wanted. He positioned himself in front of you, his cock lined up to your mouth.

You gagged on him a few times before he picked up a good pace, fucking your mouth. Michael grabbed your head, moving it with him as he grew harder in your mouth. Michael pulled you up, causing you to wobble before he sat where you were a few seconds before, pulling you towards him so your knees were on either side of him and directly lined up with him.

"Show me how you were planning on riding Hemmings." He ordered, a squeal escaping your mouth as he unexpectedly grabbed your ass. One of his hands let go of you, lifting his cock before you positioned yourself over him and sunk down.

You quickly adjusted, rolling your hips and moaning as you felt your high finally building. Michael's hands grabbed your waist, guiding your hips while your hands touched around his chest. As you bounced, you felt Michael thrust up, making him go deeper every time you sunk down.

"Who fucks you the best?" Michael asked, going harder and driving you crazy. "You." You panted out, your voice low. "Scream it so everyone left in the arena can hear you. Scream it so the Rangers can hear you from their locker room." He ordered, gripping your waist.

"Who fucks you the best?" He repeated, his hand moving down and rubbing your clit. "You, Michael." You moaned at the top of your lungs, the pleasure overtaking your body. Your high built up as you felt Michael started throbbing inside you.

You panted and moaned, bouncing as fast as you could at that point before finally hitting your orgasm, Michael following right after you. You rode out your highs, catching your breaths as you fell into him, not having much support around other than his embrace. You wrapped your hands around his neck, stabilizing yourself as it became silent in the dimly lit locker room.

"I'm sorry I went a little overboard..." Michael apologized, moving his face from the crook of your neck, his angry gaze once again the sweet one you were used to. "I was provoking you and that was hot." I giggled, admitted. He pushed your hair from your face, behind you before kissing from the bottom of your neck up until he got to your lips, pecking them.

"You didn't mean that about Luke, right?" He asked, his pushed down insecurities growing apparent. "Of course not Mikey! I only have eyes for you." You smiled, connecting your lips again before getting off of him and putting your hand out. "Come on, let's go back to our place if you want round two, don't need any janitors walking in on us, do we." You winked as he took your hand, quickly getting redressed and rushing out of the arena.

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So this will be the sequence of updates. Michael, Luke, Calum then Ashton. Then maybe I can add fluff after Ashton's chapter?
I'm so sad there isn't a ROWYSO Tour Date for my country!! :--( Asian people problems.