5SOS Smut

He Fingers You In Public M.C.

Writer : Whatsupband.tumblr.com all credit to her.

You boyfriend Michael had just gotten home from tour, you hadn’t seen each other in over four months and both of you were more than excited to finally be together. Though you didn’t have time to celebrate it quite yet, the boys were going to have dinner with their management the same night, deciding the few last things before they could have their well earned break. 

You greeted them at the airport when they finally landed, then you drove back home to get ready for the dinner. Michael had asked if you could come, and even though they had been quite resistant at first, they eventually agreed. 

You are all ready to go now, with a few minutes to spare, but Michael seems to have other plans as he pushes you into your shared bedroom and up against the wall, his hungry lips seeking yours.

"Michael, as much as I’d like this, we don’t have time." You say between kisses. His hands have slipped under your dress now, pulling you against hi, by your hips. 

"Come on babe, just a quicky." He pleads. "Feel how hard you’ve made me." He says and you can feel the prominent bulge in the front of his black skinny jeans. 

"Okay, but hurry up, the others are waiting." You say, giving in to his heated and hungry touches. He smirks at you before he quickly starts unzipping his pants. Just as he’s about you pull down your soaking panties, you hear Ashton calling from the other side of your bedroom door.

"Y/N, Michael! We have to go now, or else we’ll be late.” 

"Fucking cock block, I’m going to kill him." Michael groans and stops his movements.

"Come on, let’s go." You say and pull your dress down. "We can finish this tonight, I promise." You say and give him a quick kiss, earning a low mumble of words you can’t quite make out, but sounds like a whole bunch of swear words.

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You are sitting next to Michael at the restaurant with Calum on his other side and Luke next to Calum. Ashton is sitting on your other side and four men, from you’re guessing the management, is sitting opposite to you guys. The dinner passes kinda slowly, all they talk about is boring business stuff that even if you wanted to, you wouldn’t understand a thing they are saying. 

You can tell that Michael is getting rather impatient, his leg is constantly shaking and he can’t keep focus, you’re guessing that he’s still affected by the little incident at home just before you left. Your suspicions are right. You feel Michael putting his hand on your upper thigh, squeezing gently, just enough to make your heart race a little.

Not here, you think. He can’t do this now, no matter how horny he is, he can’t start anything now when there’s this many people around.

Slowly but surely his hand is inching its way higher and higher up your leg, before you discretely swat his hand away, giving him a warning glare. He doesn’t meet your eyes, instead he pretends to concentrate on whatever they are talking about now, with a small smirk playing on his lips. A few moments later you can feel his hand on you again, but now he heads straight for your core, rubbing small circles outside of your panties, almost making you choke on your food. Before you get the chance to do anything to stop him, he pulls your underwear to the side and slides one finger up your slit, making you hiss. You can see Michael watching you from the corner of his eyes, clearly enjoying this way more than you do. You feel absolutely mortified, all someone has to do is look underneath the table and they will see Michaels finger up your bare heat. 

You pull your legs together, trying to puch his hands away, but eith no success. Instead he slowly inserts one finger into you and starts pumping, while still managing to hold a conversation with Calum. All you can concentrate on right now, is to not let out any sort of sound that will indicate on you having your boyfriend’s finger inside of you. 

“Michael.." You whisper under your breath.

"What is it darling?" He asks, like he’s completely oblivious, but he’s in fact fully fucking aware of what is going on. When you look up you notice that everyone seems occupied with their own things, eating and chatting, and no one has noticed anything, yet.

"Stop." You say, trying to breathe normal but fails miserably when he adds another two fingers.

"Stop what?" He says innocently.

"Please just stop, I’ll give you head as many times as you want when we get home." You beg, desperate to end this extremely pleasurable torture.

"As inviting as that sounds, I’ll have to decline your offer. You know I can’t stop now princess." He smirks and you can feel your stomach churn when he adds a little curve to his thrusts. "Are you ready? You’ll have to be quiet for me, we don’t want anyone to know that you’re getting fingered under the table, are we?"

"Ready for what?" You ask. You soon get your answer, he turns his face away from you before he relentlessly starts pounding into you with his fingers, curving them every single time to make sure he hits you most pleasurable spot. You begin to see black little dots forrming in your vision as your orgasm approaches you clench around his fingers one last time as you come hard, feeling waves of pleasure hitting you. You have a tight grip around his knee while you try your hardest to look normal. 

You come down from your high and Michael smirks, happy with himself, and pulls his fingers out of you before he leans closer to your ear and says, “that was only the beginning sweet heart, I’m going to wreck you when we get home.”

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~Bailey May.