Malcolm Mclaren Imagines

Groupie P3

For the morning I did... well ordinary things. Being a slutty little groupie to the master manager of chaos while he leads a band of anarchists on their hit single against the monarchy is one thing. But the laundry still has to be done. I do my laundry, cleaned my house, washed my makeup brushes, paired up socks and replaced some fallen spikes from my clothes. It was such a strange departure from what I have been doing the last two days.

Admittedly while I had my shower I struggled not to think of him, of our hot steamy time in the back of his mini, of our naked bodies pressed close on his bed, the thought he had... missed me so badly yesterday morning he had to grind on me from the moment he saw me, had to play around in his shower without me I couldn't imagine what he could have been up too today without me. But I got my boots, my red tights, my black latex dress, my red coat, my usual necklace and of course my spikes I did my make-up to match with my outfit but being a little more subdued with my makeup And outfit gave were we were meeting tonight I didn't want to be mistaken for a call girl or anything.

I grabbed my little handbag and hurried out locking up I walked to Soho as I always enjoyed the way and I searched through for the alley he spoke off. And eventually found an alley with two sexy fetish shops on either side and a peepshow at the bottom but for a second I couldn't find a red streetlamp. These were all black but it was then I noticed. The other streetlamps were fine but this one just in front of the peepshow had been smashed and the regular city-issued light bulb changed for a red bulb so I went over and stood under it watching people go by trying to hide they were going to any of these nearby places.

I finished a cigarette and threw the end on the ground crushing it with my boot a little worried me might have forgotten about me.

But next, I knew arms were wrapped around my waist lips on my own my body up against the fetish shops wall. I was about to kick this dickhole in the crotch but I knew those lips and those arms so I pulled back

"Hummm hello Malcolm"

"Hello pumpkin" he smirked kissing down my neck unable to stop his rapid kisses

"Awww you miss me this much?"

"I did. I missed you so bad ummmmmm I should never have let you go" he groans grabbing my ass

"Malcolm what's the matter" I giggled at him

"You have no idea how horny I am darling" he growled

"Awww why? You been looking around these little shops and shows?"

"No. Another reason"

"Tell me then" I giggled grinding against his erection

"Viv got suspicious."

"Of?"

"The mess we made in the bed yesterday when she gets jealous she gets horny. She's been making me fuck her all day"

"So? Why would you still be all horny then if you've been fucking your girlfriend all day?"

"Because she's not my sexy little groupie" he groaned "I had to jerk off in the bathroom thinking about my little darling laid naked for me, just to get hard enough to fuck her" he groans between his lusty kisses "I had to imagine my pretty groupie to even feel pleasure, I very nearly got in big trouble because I called her darling" he smirked "I'm still hard, still so unsatisfied. So can my little pumpkin help me out, satisfy me the way only she can?"

"Of course Malcolm" I smiled "shall we head back to"

"No. Here. I can't wait any longer" he groans

"Alright," I smirked pushing him against the wall and kissing down his neck it didn't take long to melt into me and I smirked tugging at his off-white shirt and pulling it out of his pants. Working at his leather jeans between our intense kisses "Something specific you wanted?"

"Anything darling," he smirked "So long as I'm satisfied"

"Well... how can I do that" I blushed

"You should know enough by now pumpkin" he smirked 

"I can think of something" I smirked pushing his jeans down exposing him to me, his poor clearly desperate erection, I moved to have to kick the tarmac a little making sure there wasn't glass or anything around as I moved to my knees batting my eyes up at him a little 

"you look adorable on your knees" He smirked stroking my chin a little 

"do I? perhaps you should have me on my knees more often"

"Ohh I will" he growled "so? My pretty pumpkin gonna make me feel better?"

"I will" I smiled I began being slow and gentle giving him little kisses running my fingers across him softly 

"Fuck. Come on I've been hard all day I don't need you to wind me up, darling"

"Alright" I smiled taking him into my mouth and sucking hard often times making sure to lick my tongue across his most sensitive of places  

"Fuck! Yeah! ughhhh I've been longing for something that feels this good all fucking day" He groans grabbing my hair often times guiding my head back and forth down his shaft he was loud but given the other noise of cars going past on the street, the music from the peep show, and the other little noises from the shops. "Ughh fuck a little harder darling"

I smirked and decided to become a little merciless, I sucked hard, moved my head back and forth fast and hard, licking across his head whenever I wanted to drag a little more noise out of him, he was moaning, groaning and often timers cursing. 

I blushed a little as someone came out of the peepshow and saw us in this situation. Malcolm didn't give a shit he was too close to care about anyone seeing us. The guy smirked seeing us coming over and stroking my hair as I worked he took a folded twenty and set it on the ledge of the wall Malcolm leant on 

"My turn next, don't use all your energy sweetheart" He smirked 

"Fuck off! she's not a whore" He told him throwing his twenty back to him "Well... she is. But she's my pretty little whore. My cute little groupie." He smirked, "so fuck off you cunt!"

The guy was pissed but walked off to find himself someone else to spend his money on, and it didn't take long for him to grab my hair and bit his lip so hard he almost drew blood and Instantly he pulled my head hard to burry himself in my mouth finishing as deep as possible so I happily swallowed what I could pulling back and staring up at him as I licked what remained off my lips. 

"Fuck. you are going to do that much much more my little groupie" he smirked "come on darling" he cooed tugging me up for a cuddle "Your place tonight?"

"Well... I haven't cleaned the place up"

"Not a problem pumpkin. Come on." He smirked wrapping his arm around me and tugging me along the street so I smiled and lead him through the streets to my house "We'll make plenty of mess when we get there" 

"Won't Viv want you home?" I smirked 

"You think she tells me what to do" he smirked "Viv might be who I live with darling but she doesn't give me a curfew. I tell her I'm going as a courtesy not because I care what she thinks about where I'm going. So I'm coming home with you" he smirked grabbing my ass 

I blushed hard at the mere thought of him coming home with me, even if we had done so much together the idea of me taking him home with me was different. and I couldn't help but blush giggling my voice cracking a little as I couldn't think of something to say "Will you... be needing a toothbrush?" I giggled playing with his shirt 

"well, if my little groupie will let me stay the night"

"Ummm you can stay as long as you like Malcolm"

"yeah? alright. anything I need I'm Sure You'll let me borrow won't you pumpkin?"

"of course, anything else there's a corner shop on my road"

"Perfect. Come on then" he smirked "I want you again before midnight"