The manager calls from the airport, "Do I really need to hold this sign?" smiling at yourself, "Yes, yes you do, she will find you." And she does. Seeing the white card with for letters written on it makes you grin. You can hear him say it. "I'm Bump," you tell the serious looking man in the suit. He nods and walks towards the exit. Following him, he takes you out to a car, opens, and closes the door for you. Once he is seated in front with the driver, you sit forward and ask, "have you guys been to Chicago before, I've only passed through, never stopped" the driver only smiles at you from the mirror. But the suit looks over his shoulder and asks you to sit back and put your seat belt on. So, there is no small talk. Oh, well. Bringing out your phone, you send a message to your dad and grams letting them know you have landed. Then one to him. "Hey creep, see you in a bit."
As the car pulls up to a store, it's busy outside, a lot of people just milling around. The suit tells you, "The hotel is crowded and for the safety of your friend you will have to walk in on your own" he points out the hotel you will be staying in and hands you a key card. "When you get to the lobby, I will meet you. Do not talk to anyone, don't make eye contact, head down, and keep walking. " he's serious. Fuck. in your head, you want him to say "capeesh." You get out and make the choice to go into the store. That way, it looks more authentic. Or something. After looking at a few items, realising that you would have to sell your car to afford them, you leave and walk towards the hotel. It's getting difficult not to bump into people. Once inside, the desk security asks you to show your room key. Waving the card the suit gave you, he then lets you pass to the elevators behind him. The suit meets you in the lobby. Walking to another set of elevators, he doesn't speak to you. On the 12th floor, he gets out first and motions you to follow. It's all like something out of a bad spy movie. He knocks on a door at the end of the hall and leaves. No goodbye.
The door opens, and you're met with your creep. Hand out to you, and he pulls you in, letting the door close by itself. His hair is damp and messy. He's wearing loose lounge pants and a tour t-shirt. The room is beautiful. It's got a large corner view of the city, over looking the park. The sofa is a rich chocolate colour, and the fittings are all brass. It's a far cry from your home, but you have to remember this is a hotel, not a house.
You are taking it all in when he rests his head on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your tummy. "Did you like the sign?" he chuckles into your hair. His goal, your ear lobe. Nibbling it softly, you feel it radiates down your body. Fuck, how did he know I would like this? "the sign was cute, I think the walking close horse though, now hates me" facing him he captures your mouth in his. " I'm glad your here. Hows your head?" you know he means your wound, but you have other ideas, "my head the best" undoing the knot on his pants, you find his cock. Its woke up and its time to play. "would you like to sample my head creep?" you tilt your head as you kiss his cheek, and down his neck, sucking on his Adams apple. You don't need a verbal answer.
Removing the soft linen pants from his hips, he steps out of them, you guide him to the sofa. "I'm so thirsty. Do you have anything for me?" his jaw drops, but then it picks up into the best smile. "fuck, you are just what I need".
What a sexy looking dick, you know, sometimes, they can look just, not appetising, but this one. Delicious. His skin is pale all over, but here, there's colour.
Poking your tongue out to taste him, your hands have been massaging his member, the rooms not cold but your hot tongue has him breathing in sharply. Getting him wet, you then blow a jet of cold air on to him. He groans softly, only for you to take his head into your mouth and suck. Another groan. "Mmmm, bump, your such a tease" popping him out you say, "don't give me ideas" for the next few minutes there are no words, only wet sounds and his increasing moans and gasps. As he gets closer, he brings your mouth to his, "not yet, I'm not done" kissing you hard, he bites on your lip, and lowers you back down, "your going to take me to the edge, don't let me fall" understanding the assignment. You get back to work. Adding a hand and cupping his balls, you gently squeeze. "fuck yes" he grunts out. After a few rounds of this, he's physically shaking in his attempt to hold back on his orgasm. "Bump, how thirsty did you say you were?" You want it all, "creep, I'm parched. " What he gives to you next could repopulate the would for an eternity. When he cum's its violent and raw and he is so loud. And after, the silence is deafening.
Picking you from the floor, he takes you to bed. Kissing and caressing you, both falling asleep in each others embrace.
Its cold and when you pull the blankets tight around you, he comes closer. "bump, i want you to stay here until i return, can you do that?" a kiss to your forehead. Still sleeping, you ask, "In bed, or in the suite?"
"In bed, I haven't told Jimin about you yet, and he's on his way up. Not to worry, he won't be sharing our suite. " he crawls onto the bed next to you. "I'm not ready to share you either, so sleep and i will do what i can to get rid of him in the nicest way i know how" you want to keep him there a little longer, "creep... kiss me, give me a reason to stay here, quiet." You've done it now. A long, deep purr. His tongue licks your lips. Bringing out a sleep mask, he covers your eyes. Another purr, moving his hands over your chest, along your shoulder and down to your writs. Next thing you know, your arms are hoisted above your head and tied to the headboard. Opening your mouth to protest, he covers it with his. Kissing you until you give in. "Bump, will you be quiet, or do i have to gag you?"
"I was only looking for a quick kiss, but this, you can tie me up any time. I will stay quiet, but kiss me again, please creep!". waiting for his lips to meet yours. You feel him shifting on the bed, he tucks the sheets around you body and at the same time removes them from your legs, feeling his hand now moving up to your core, he kisses you outer lips, pressing his tongue between them. Fuck, not the kind of kiss you were going for, but "yes" you moan out. "bump don't get to excited, or do but you have to keep quiet." His hot tongue laps at you again. Visions of you ascending fill you mind. Only stopping when he heard Jimin's voice. Yoongi speaks into your ear, "don't go anywhere" kissing your mouth before he leaves.
Now your turned on to the max and left tied to the bed. The life of a groupie.
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Love hits hard.
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