"I WANT YOU TO SCREAM!" I screamed at the crowd, "until your lungs give out," I growled as I slyly smirked at them, hearing their screams get louder that I had to plug my earpiece back in because their screams were making my ears scream.
I glanced at the side stage and saw my wife, Y/N, walking out into our main stage wearing a fucking black and red lacy lingerie and a pair thigh high heeled boots. A sexy smirk was plastered on her lips as she swayed her hips to the beat and sexily strutted towards my direction.
Just the simple sight of Y/N in that get up makes me want to fuck her up good right on this stage. I growled into the microphone as I whipped my attention back to the audience and sang "This ain't a scene, it's a—" and held out my microphone for the crowd to sing.
I grin at the response I'm getting from the audience. My wife did a little sexy dance, squatting down and spreading her thighs on the floor, just beside me, as she whipped her hair around and roamed her hands all over her body, making the crowd beyond wildest. I grinned and chuckled at my wife but the way she held my stare with that mischievous ski of hers made me fucking weak to my knees but I have to keep up with my performance. If this was a surprise for me, I'm sure as hell beyond pleased and surprised.
Y/N then went on all fours and slowly and sensually crawled her way to me. My ears were ringing as I felt an intense wave of cold wave of giddiness and arousal.
My wife reached up to quickly undo my belt as she kneeled up and glanced up and smirked at me. As she tugged on the zipper of my pants, anxiety set in as I realized that she's about to give me a fucking blowjob onstage, in front of a massive crowd.
I could feel my heart beating so damn hard. I felt my wife's cold hand grab my dick in my briefs and pull it out, immediately wrapping her mouth around it which felt so damn good but fuck I'm in front of a massive crowd—
"Gah!" I instinctively screamed the moment I woke up from that nightmare. I felt my chest ache as if I haven't been breathing properly during my sleep. Having that kind of dream sure is stressing.
I propped myself up on both elbows as I looked down on my wife who's soundly sleeping on my tummy.
I let out a breath. Of course she wouldn't do that and it sure as hell wouldn't happen in real life. God no.
However, I shivered as I felt my hard boner twitch. I rolled my eyes and went back to sleep.
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Sweetheart. (Patrick Stump Imagines)
FanfictionAnother book of imagines about the undying sweethearts, Y/N and Patrick Stump.