mostly smut, some of them are quite kinky-ish, just check the individual chapter warnings. the first ones are probably bad, they're older.
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The energy at the Glastonbury after-party was electric, a palpable sense of euphoria lingering in the air from the band's performance. The crowd in your area now was a mix of industry people and fellow musicians, all caught up in the night. The makeshift party area was alive with laughter, music, and the occasional burst of fireworks illuminating the night sky above you.
You stood at the edge of the temporary dance floor, a menthol cigarette perched between your fingers, watching Alex as he navigated through the masses of people with a drink in his hand. Your mind replayed the night's performance over and over. The way he had commanded the stage, his voice effortlessly captivating the massive crowd, and the raw energy that radiated from every strum of his guitar. It was his second time headlining Glastonbury, but your first time witnessing it, and he made sure you would be there to share the experience.
Your heart swelled with pride and awe, the memory of him on stage a vivid contrast to the intimate moment you were about to share. Alex's eyes were locked on yours as he moved through the crowd, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. With each step he took closer, the sounds of laughter and music faded into the background, the world narrowing down to just the two of you.
He reached you, his presence a tangible force that seemed to make the air around you vibrate. Without a word, he leaned in, the scent of his cologne mixing with the smoky air, creating an intoxicating blend that made your heart race. His hand, still cool from holding his drink, brushed against your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. You could feel the warmth radiating from his body, his breath hot and inviting on your face.
"Can't believe you did it again." you whispered, your voice barely audible over all the noise.
Alex's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes dark and intense, fixed firmly on your lips. "Couldn't have done it without knowing you were watching." he murmured, his voice low and husky.
He stepped closer, his hand finding its way to your waist and pulling you into him. The crowd around you seemed to melt away as he guided you backward until your back was pressed against the temporary wall. The makeshift structure barely registered in your mind as his body pressed against yours, creating a barrier between you and the world outside. His gaze never wavered, locked on your lips as if they held the answer to every question he could think of.
You took a drag of your cigarette, the cool menthol filling your lungs before you exhaled slowly, the smoke curling up around his face. Alex's eyes darkened even more, a hunger evident in their depths. He leaned in, capturing your lips with a fervour that took your breath away. The taste of menthol from your cigarette mixed with the bitterness of the liquor on his tongue, creating a heady blend that made your knees grow weak.
Everything around you ceased to exist. The music, the people, the lights. It all faded into oblivion as Alex kissed you, his hands roaming over your back, pulling you impossibly closer.
