Touched [H.S.]

Dare

Word Count: 5k
Kinks: mouth fucking, exhibitionism

I can't believe it's taken me this long to do a FBH one shot! Enjoy!

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"Shhh." I turned to look at her, placing my finger over my lips and hushing her quietly. "You have to be quiet. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes." She nodded slowly, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. I watched as she chewed the skin gently, most likely due to the anxiety of being around me. Part of me wished I didn't make women feel so nervous but another part of me loved it. There was nothing quite like the power of being able to make a woman shake with anticipation just by looking at them.

"Good." I smirked before turning back towards the bus, pulling up on the handle and swinging the door open. "Watch your step."

I grabbed her hand and guided her up the steps and onto the tour bus, making sure she didn't trip. I was trying to sneak her onto the bus, the last thing I needed was for her to fall and get hurt. She squeezed past me on the narrow stairway, her tits brushing against my chest as she did so. I felt my dick twitch at the contact.

Fucking calm down, Styles. Last thing you need is to cum too quick while fucking a fan without an NDA.

That was part of the reason I was sneaking her onto the bus. Management made it so hard for us to hook up with fans. It wasn't impossible but involved lengthy discussions about what the girls were allowed to talk about and always ended with the signing of a non-disclosure agreement that included a hefty lawsuit threat. Nothing made my dick softer than threatening a woman if she told her friends how good I was in bed.

So that's why I had started bringing them to the tour bus after shows. The bus was pretty cramped quarters but I found that it was easier to sneak them onto an abandoned bus then try to get them past the security that littered the hotel hallways.

Which was what I was doing tonight. I had connected with this girl on the barricade early on in the show. She had long brown hair and the most perfect rack I had seen in awhile and was holding a sign asking if we wanted to play Truth or Dare with her. I flirted with her all night and even went so far as to tell her she looked pretty during Little Things.

As soon as the show ended, I found Roger, one of our sound techs, and described the girl and what she was wearing, asking him to find her and meet me at the tour bus with her. Roger knew what I was doing and was my number one wingman during these little booty calls. He started helping me out a few months ago and had done a superb job of keeping his mouth shut thus far. Not even the other boys knew about my secret little fan hookups. I knew they would give me shit if they ever found out. They steered clear of hooking up with fans but to me, there was something so enticing about having a person worship the ground you walked on and do anything you asked. The power was addicting.

"Well, here it is. The tour bus." I said, pulling the door closed and following her up the stairs. I watched as she took a look around.

"So this is how you guys get around from show to show?" I said in awe, glancing down at the large sofa seats that lined the lounge area.

"Sometimes." I shrugged, sitting down on the couch. "A lot of the time we fly now. We are booked so tight with shows nowadays that we usually just hop on a plane and fly to the next venue."

She wandered over, sitting down gently on the couch next to me. I let my eyes linger over her body, making sure she noticed. When I made it back to her face, I noticed that her cheeks were tinged a deep shade of pink.