Miguel O'Hara One-Shots

Ultimate VIP Rockstar Miguel

Summary: You got VIP tickets to go backstage with your favorite band. By your clumsy mistake your dress rips and the lead guitarist Miguel offers you one of his shirts. However, when you go to return it takes longer than expected.

MDNI 18+

Tags: Flirty Miguel, he's a lil cocky, this man has piercings for daysssss(if you catch my drift), banter, Tags for Smut: BJ, Rough sex, a wee bit of dom x sub, choking, p in v, 4.1k words

A/N: Soooo tell me why I checked yesterday and apparently I have 1k followers....LMAO Needless to say, I've only been doing this for a year now and the amount of love and support that I get from you all across all platforms never fails to amaze me. As soon as I got the anon ask about Rockstar Miguel I knew I had to write something as a celebration. So whoever asked kudos to you but thank you so so much lovelies!!

With Much Love,

Cece💜✨

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You got Ultimate VIP passes to see your favorite band 'Red' tonight in Vegas with your best friend. These are like the Ultimate VIP tickets you get to meet them backstage before and after the show plus a picture. You're wearing your best dress and new lipstick, you added red highlights to your hair and bought a new pair of shoes. Granted these tickets did put a small dent in your pocket selling at $500 a pop not to mention tax but there's no doubt in your mind that it's going to be worth it.

It seems like each week their fan base is growing. Who knows when you'll ever get this opportunity again? Next time you know it these tickets could be going for $1,000.

Thanks to your best friend calling you at the last minute to cancel, you're running out of your car with only 10 minutes to spare before the VIP check-in time. Apparently her boyfriend is in the hospital and she has no other choice but to be by his side. She definitely has a choice and it's clear to you that she's choosing the wrong one. You hope and pray that you never get into a relationship if you're just going to throw $500 down the drain.

Thankfully check in is a breeze you get your lanyard and join the line with 10 other girls and it's not long before the tour begins. You already knew that whoever got the chance to be backstage was going to push their luck and try to do whatever they could to sign an NDA but this....this is too much. Each girl is making their voice 10x higher and based on their outfits they might as well have just come in with pasties and called it a day. They have the shortest skirts and shorts on and their tops are basically non-existent.

Didn't they know that it's better to play things low-key than to go all out? In all the movies that you've seen when all the main characters act like they don't know who these famous people are, somehow they're always falling in love getting more attention, etc. Hence why your fitted dress end right above your knee, do they have to know that everything on you is new and you're wearing a matching set underneath this just in case? No—no they don't.

"And here you'll see the members practicing their before-the-show regimen" The tour guide opens the door and the screams are so loud it catches you off guard causing you to cover your ears with a groan. Inside are all 3 members performing some type of vocal warmup. Jax who is the main singer is singing Do Re Mi, Peter who is the drummer is making beats with his drumsticks on Jax's thighs, and Miguel who is the guitarist and also a singer is playing with his rings in one hand and making random beats with his throat.

This is um....this is something.

Finally lowering your hands gives them your full undivided attention. The longer you listen you realize the sounds that they are making are more connected than not. It somehow just works. The screams quiet down once the members begin to talk and if they allowed phones you would've pulled yours out by now maybe you should've hidden it in your cleavage to secretly record.