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WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, teasing, nip sucking, p in v (missionary), descriptions of lewd clothing
I was a supermodel for Victoria Secret, I had many admirers that always came to my shows, screaming my name and begging me to fuck them. It was flattering yes, but none of them caught my eye.
One day, I got ready for a catwalk, my outfit was a beautiful two piece of lingiere. It had black lacy strips and the cups were a deep, cherry red, making my eyes pop.
I loved how it looked on me, making my boobs look massive and my ass plump. I waited my turn, the girls in front of me strutting their hips as they entered the stage. I heard claps and cheers from the crowd, the girls coming back with huge grins on their faces.
"Go." the security man said, ushering me in. I stepped on the stage, taking a deep breath, trying to prepare myself for all the screaming and cheers. I started to walk, appearing at the end of the stage and making my way down, my hips swaying naturally, I looked in the crowd, a pair of eyes catching mine.
A man with black cornrows, baggy dark blue jeans and a tight black sweater. He winked at me and turned to the guy next to him, pointing to me and talking to him.
Toms pov:
I watched all the other models come on the stage, yes they were sexy but none really caught my eye, just some boring pieces of underwear and cute little dresses. Then, she came in.
Her beautiful brown hair falling onto her shoulders, beautiful curvy figure strutting down the catwalk, I felt my pants tighten a little. "God..she's so hot" I whispered to Bill, he smirked and nodded, "very."
As she came closer I couldn't take my eyes off her, her beautiful features turning me on even more, she was the definition of perfect.
Then she caught my eye, making eye contact with me for a split second, sending a wink my way. "Oh fuck..did you see that?" I patted Bills arm urgently, lifting from my seat slightly.
Bill chuckled, "yes Tom, calm down, she probably does that to everyone, she has so many admirers," I sighed and sat back down in my seat, crossing my arms, trying to enjoy the rest of the show.
After a few more models performed, she came out again, dressed in a skimpy outfit, "oh fuck.." I covered my boner with my hand, trying to not make it obvious.
She smirked at me, blowing a kiss and walking back, her ass bouncing with every step. I needed to fuck her.
Y/NS POV:
The guy in the crowd was so cute, I just needed to show that I was interested in him, should I ask security to bring him backstage?
After the show I whispered to the security guard, asking him to find Tom and bring him to me. A few minutes he returned with a flustered Tom, eyes widening as he saw me still in my costume.
