Your pov
I was sitting next to Michael all night and damn he looked fine. He kept nonchalantly resting his hand on my thigh not realizing he was driving me insane. I went backstage with the boys to wait with them as they were going to preform in 15 minutes but Michael just kept teasing me without realizing, by kissing my forehead or making a dirty joke but the burning between my legs was increasing and i needed relief “Michael, meet me in your changing room in 2” with that you hurried out of the green room and down the hall to the empty dressing room where you quickly flung your shoes and clothes off and lay on the sofa rubbing yourself, letting out light moans “Ohh Michael” with that Michael came waltzing in and his jaw quickly dropped, the buldge in his trousers growing already, “fuck Chrissy” he didn’t take any time in discarding his clothes and was soon on top of you kissing down your neck, then down the valley of your boobs. “Fuck, Michael enough with the teasing we don’t have long! just go” you begged, and with that he lined himself up at your entrance and thrust into you ”Awww Michael yes!” you panted grabbing his hair between your fingers, his head buried between your boobs.
"Michael we are on in 5, OH GOD SORRY AHH, OHH GOD" Ashton exclaimed as he came in and seen the scene in front of him
"Dude?! get the fuck out" Michael yelled, with that Ash mumbled his apologies and left with his adorable laugh. Michael then quickly speed up his pace so he could be on stage in time, "Fuck Chrissy you’re so tight baby" he whimpered "I’m gonna, uhhhhhh yes!" you moaned as you reached your high with Michael then reaching his, both of you riding them out. Michael then quickly got up and redressed "That was hot" he laughed as you put back on your dress and stilettos fixing your hair,
"Michael mate, 2 minutes" Ashton yelled, Michael gave you a quick kiss and told you he loved you before quickly exiting the room. God that was amazing, you thought before going out into the audience to watch your boyfriend preform.
