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You had been on tour with your four best friends for the past 3 months. Life on the road was great. You got on well with the rest of the crew and the boys provided constant entertainment, you enjoyed travelling and seeing new places so it was great that you could do so with your best friends. Now that's all well and good, but as a woman you had certain needs that are difficult to fulfil when you are constantly moving from one place to the other. You were not one for clubs so when the boys went out after shows you would stay in the hotel with t some of the crew and read a book or mindlessly troll the internet. So as far as human interaction goes you were stuck with the same people all the time. Now this wouldn't normally bother you but the fact that you were constantly stuck with four impossibly good looking guys was definitely not helping your sexual frustration.
The boys were in the middle of playing another show, and you were watching from the side of the stage. You loved to watch them perform, it made you happy to see your four best friends doing what they loved, and doing it so well. You couldn't take your eyes off Calum as he moved around the stage. He had worn a sleeveless tee so you could see the definition of his shoulders and the way his muscles would tense and relax as he played. Your gaze shifted to his fingers, the way they would skilfully pluck at his bass as he played. It made you think of how they would feel against your skin, or the way they would move inside you. You snapped yourself back to reality as the boys came running off stage after their final song.
They came hurtling towards you, determined to engulf you into the biggest group hug as they did every night. You noticed that Calum had removed his shirt revealing his toned chest; you could see his V line just above his jeans. You were too busy thinking about Calum to realise that the boys were still running towards you. Normally you would manage to run away fast enough before they covered you in sweat. But not this time, you had been too busy daydreaming about Calum to start your escape. Just as you turned to run away, you were grabbed by muscular arms, pulling you into a tight embrace. Normally you didn't like being covered in the boys sweat, but with Calum's toned chest pressed up against yours, his sweat was the last thing on your mind. You were too busy imagining his arms holding you up against a wall as he pounded into you to care about his sweat. You were snapped away from your not so innocent thoughts as he hugged you tightly, picking you up and swirling you around.
"Calum put me down" You shout through laughter
"No" he stated continuing to spin you around starting to laugh as well
"Yes, now before we fall over" You managed to say before you came hurtling to the ground. Calum had slipped and you had landed on the floor, him on top of you, pinning you to the ground. His hips were perfectly aligned with yours, applying slight pressure on your core. You tried to suppress the dirty thoughts now filling your mind. His dark eyes were looking into yours with both worry and amusement. Ashton came and helped you both to your feet; you thanked him as you stood up. The boys went off to shower and you returned to the tour bus.
