Alejandro Rosario - You and Alejandro were visiting the Tower. While you were there, you snuck away and found a closet to get hot and heavy in. Alejandro had you pinned against the wall and the clothes were hanging off your frames. In the heat of the moment, you had forgotten to lock the door so when it suddenly swung open, you were totally caught off guard."Oh! Sorry, didn't realise this closet was occupied. Can you hand me that broom?" Cynthia asked, pointing to a broom nearby Alejandro. He quickly handed it to her and Cynthia closed the door."Have fun you two!" she called as she walked away. You and Alejandro returned to your previous actions before you were interrupted.
Anthony Reeves - You walked into your room and quickly through your top on over your head. You walked over to the bathroom and swung the door open and ran over to the sink. Being in a rush you never heard the shower being turned off and the door being slid open. “Y/N?” You heard Anthony’s voice and turned around awkwardly. “Sorry I didn't realise you were in here.. kinda in a rush.” You said as he wrapped a towel around his lower waist, leaving his v-line and abs exposed. You bit your bottom lip and faced the mirror again quickly brushing your teeth until you felt two arms wrap around your waist and you being pulled back against a hard stomach. “Anthony, I can’t.. I really have to get going.” You protested but it was no use, he started pressing wet kisses to your neck before picking you up and placing you on the side of the sink. You locked your arms around his neck as he settles his warm hands on your hips, holding you steady. You gently touched your lips together but it became rough pretty quickly. Each of you fighting for dominance but you know who would win anyway. “Hey, Y/N.. do you still want that lift to wo.. Oh okay. I uhm. Yeah. I .” Jaden mumbled and walked back out of the bathroom. “Don’t worry Jaden, Anthony will drive me there. Thanks though” You yelled before hopping down from the sink and looking at your watch.. Already forty minutes late.. not much point in going now? “I think I'll just phone in sick.” You said and Anthony grinned. “Good. Might as well call in for tomorrow to cause I don’t think you'll be able to walk much.”
Bryce Hall- You sat down on the couch in the boys dressing room, well technically this was just where they relaxed before and after tiktoks. You flicked pages of the book but sighed, you weren't really in the mood to read. You heard the door open and someone step inside the room. “Bryce.” You said greeting with a warm smile, he looked great. His hair had just been styled and his outfit was perfect. “You look great.” You said and he smirked, “Yeah I know.” He said smirking and sitting down on the sofa next to you. You closed the book as you felt his hand rub up and down your thigh. You placed the book down and turned to face him and he smiled. “Come here’ “ He said and held out his arms ready to pick you up. He picked you up and slowly set you down on his lap, with your legs on each side of his lap. He slowly slid his hand up your top and cheekily squeezed your left breast. You pressed your lips against his cool one and he hungrily plunged his tongue into your mouth as he massaged your breasts. You slid your hands under his top and tugged at the bottom, letting him know that you want him to lose it. He chuckled and quickly pulled it off and over his head. You pressed kisses down his hard chest and back up to his neck leaving a hickey or two. You felt his hand glide down and into your jeans and slip into your panties. Just as he was about to go any further, the door flew open and in walked the rest of the boys and their stylist. “Oh my god! Bryce, you've messed up your hair and your outfit. Ugh!” Anthony shouted and you blushed, sheepishly smiling and rolling off of Bryce. “That was worth it.” He said and stood up pulling his top back on over his head. “I tell you Bryce, you're one lucky guy.. I mean Y/N is smokin’ “ You heard Anthony say and you chuckled to yourself, if Bryce isn't the flirt, Anthony sure is.
Chase Hudson - “Chase…” you whine, your voice still croaky from the morning, “don’t leave yet.” You clutch at his forearm as he swings his legs out of bed. “I have to, love.” he replies. “We’ve got a lot of work to do today.” You frown and crawl closer to him. “One more kiss?” you ask innocently. He sighs. “Okay. One more kiss.” You smile from ear to ear before pulling Chase back onto the bed. He lays on top of you, his toned, warm body pressed closely against yours. You kiss him hard, parting your lips as they move against his. As he begins to pull back, you move forward, refusing to let the kiss end. You run your hands up and down his back and continue to pull him closer. He moans faintly as you run your tongue along the bottom of his mouth. “Mr. Hudson? I oh!” you hear a man mutter from the doorway. Both you and Chase shoot up. The man is dressed in a black uniform, and he is looking down at his feet to avoid your gaze. “I’m—I’m your driver. I’ll…be outside.” he mumbles before shutting the door. Chase sighs. “Well,” he murmurs, “this ride to the studio is about to be very awkward.”
