The boys were out doing promo for their album. You usually tag along, but since you were trying to get ahead on work, you decided to stay on the tour bus.
"miss u 😘😘💕💦" Calum texted you.
You laughed and kept working.
"you better answer me or else..."
You knew what he was getting at and loved playing those games. You continued to ignore him.
He didn't text or call you for the rest of the time he was gone.
You finished your work earlier than anticipated, so you texted Luke- making sure they hadn't eaten- & ordered a few pizzas.
They got back two minutes after the pizza was delivered, looking dog tired.
"Holy shit, Y/N, marry me," chimed Michael.
The three of them took the boxes and headed to the end of the bus where the TV/ living room was.
Calum still stood leaning against the door, looking at you with a mixture of hunger and anger.
You blushed. "Sorry, i was busy..."
He took a step towards you, closing in the distance in the seemingly small bus.
"You know what's great about this bus?" He whispered hot in your ear.
You shook your head, feeling your heart racing. Calum trailed a finger along your thigh.
"Well, you see the bus is set up where the couch is facing away from the rest of bus, the TV goes super loud," as the Hulk turned on, a loud action scene taking place, "there's the bunks to separate the kitchen from the TV, so," he said as he grabbed your ass and hoisted you up on the counter, "it'll be hard to hear your moans, but not impossible so," as he slipped off your panties from one leg under your dress, "try and make quiet noises."
You looked nervously over at the boys who seemed to be paying no attention to anything but the pizza and TV, as he pulled down the top of your dress and attached his lips to your breast while slowly slipping one finger into you, driving you crazy. One finger turned to two, then three, at which point you had to bite your lip to prevent screaming.
As his free hand felt up your boobs, you heard, "Cal, hurry, this is the good part!" "Yeah, and toss me a coke!"
Not halting his motions, he throws a coke at them while shouting, "Yeah gimme like two minutes lemme finish something!"
Two minutes later, you're grabbing his hair by the fistful with one hand and grabbing his shoulder with the other, which makes him pump faster.
"Fuck, i'm gonna come," You whisper in his neck.
"C'mon princess," He growls.
"Almost," You breathe.
Maybe two seconds before you finish, he removes his hands and goes to sit with the boys. Infuriated, you grab his shirt collar.
"What the fuck?"
"I said 'or else'," He smirks, and joins the boys on the couch, leaving you frustrated and needing more.
