Band Imagines

Melanie Martinez - Melanie's Tea House And Cafe*

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Melanie Martinez

Request: Yeah || Some kinky Melanie x Fem reader

Warnings: NSFW || GxG, smut, fingering, public play, oral (reader receiving).

Okay so I know the request said kinky but ugh I'm running out of ideas. Anyway, my friend Kassy gave me this idea, I hope it counts as kinky. I hope it doesn't suck. Enjoy, loves. xx

The video was going really well. The 'Training Wheels' and 'Soap' double feature was going really well, but all you could think of was the skimpy outfit Mel was in. The little pink top that only covered boobs, and the small ruffled shorts that she was in after the sheer skirt came off.

Something about watching Melanie perform, whether it was on stage or on set for a video, always made your heart swell up. You were so proud of her due to what she could do. She produced and managed almost all of her own stuff and was so creative with her videos. Not to mention her songs and styles were so different than most people.

As she sat up on set, one of the directors called cut, claiming that the shot was perfect for what they needed.

"Nice job Mel, we'll get that edited in as soon as possible. We still have a few more shots to get but everyone has an hour for lunch. Meet back here when you're done and we'll all wrap this up nice and neat, with a bow on top." The lady stated, causing Melanie to nod happily, her wavy pink and black hair bouncing slightly.

"Sounds great. Y/N, you really to get some lunch?" She asked, walking over to where you were sitting on one of those cool directors chairs that you see in movies. You nodded and picked up your purse off the ground before following Mel to her dressing room. "I just need to change, put on some pants and a sweater first. Then we can go." She stated.

As you entered the room, she shut the door behind you which was expected so she could change. You took a seat on the couch in there and smiled as she reached behind her and undid the clasp on her small shirt, which was like a bra. She undid it and let it fall to the ground before she grabbed a real bra. You bit your lip, watching her and then mentally scolded yourself, forcing your eyes to direct away. As much as you wanted her, you couldn't risk it right now. You didn't want a stage hand or tech person to come in looking for her and see anything.

Melanie glanced over her shoulder at you and saw the way you were acting. It was almost as if a little lightbulb kicked on in her head. The entire crew was going to be gone for an hour. No one around. The two of you would finally get some alone time. But she sighed when you didn't look up while you asked a question.

"So, where do you want to get food?"

"Uhm... anywhere is fine with me." She stated, shrugging her small shoulders as she put the lavender lace bra on. Overtop that, Melanie pulled on a dark red sweater that had flowers on the pocket. "In all honesty, I'm not that hungry. I'll probably just steal a few of your fries from wherever we go."

You nodded, still peering away, pretending to be looking at something. This however didn't work as a tactic because there was nothing to be staring at. You knew Mel would be wondering why, so you glanced back up at her, just as she was pulling on some jeans. A few moments later, both of your were ready to go.

The set was in the middle of a pretty decently popular area, so you knew that there would be small restaurants around, within walking distance most likely. The two of you decided just to walk down the strip and find somewhere, arms linked together as you did.

You settled on a small place with a cute name. "Melanie's Tea House and Cafe. It's perfect!" You giggled, tugging her inside with you. She nodded and playfully rolled her eyes, following you inside. The tables were each covered in pink cloths, and everything about this place screamed 'Tumblr aesthetic.' It took all your will power not to take pictures of everything.