5sos smut

MIKEY; side of the stage

I was rocking out at the side of the stage as my boyfriend and three best friends played the biggest concert yet. I could see the excitement in their faces as they continuously smiled the entire night.
Right before they went on, Michael and I fooled around a bit, leaving me completely horny. His sweaty form isn't helping much at all. It got worse with each song they played, Michael getting sweatier, me getting impatient.
I decided to put on my own little show for Mikey. I went to a place where the curtain perfectly covered me from everyone's views except Michael's.
I dipped my hand in my skirt, not going to fast. I rubbed lightly, dipping one finger inside me. I looked at Michael who was still jumping around on stage.
Soon enough Mikey looked over at me. He realized what I was doing and his jaw completely dropped. He bit his lip and tried to concentrate on playing, but kept looking over at me.
I added another finger going faster, making my head go back and my mouth open. Apparently that was enough for Michael, and he stopped playing.
"Need a new pick, be right back."
He ran off stage and immediately and roughly stuck his hand up my skirt. Without warning he put three fingers and started pumping, adding pressure to my clit with his thumb. I held back a scream as he went deeper.
He pulled back after a couple of seconds, "don't you dare touch yourself again till I get back, your so lucky my guitar hides my huge boner right now."
He kissed my and ran back out on stage. It was so hard to watch him for so long without having some relief. I needed to orgasm and I needed it now. I started rubbing my thighs together to create some friction but he saw and glared at me, motioning to stop.
I couldn't take it any more so I ran to his dressing room, ripping off all my clothes the second I closed the door. I laid down on the couch and slid two fingers inside, curling them.
"Oh Michael..." I moaned.
All of a sudden, the door burst open.
"I told you, not to fucking touch yourself...you've been a very bad girl, you need a punishment," Michael walked over to me, thrusting his fingers in me once more, repeating what he did back stage.
This time I did scream out, which just made him go harder.
"Fuck Michael I'm gonna cum," I screamed but he didn't stop. He curled his fingers, pumping them HARD as I screamed his name.
I released on his fingers but he didn't stop, only went harder. I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as the over stimulation paralyzed my body.
"Fuck Mikey I I'm almost there," I came again making him laugh. He again didn't stop.
"Michael please I can't!"
"Yes you can baby, cum for me, one more time."
"Michael fuck stop I can't!!!!" By now tears were rolling down my face.
"You felt the need to make me horny in front of thousands of fans I think I can make you cum three times," and with a change of tone from calm to angry he said "DO IT!"
He thrusted his fingers harder causing me to scream at the top of my lungs. My orgasm hit me harder than anything I've ever felt before. Pleasure ripped through my body as my eyes rolled back. I couldn't catch my breath and it lasted longer as he rode it out slower than how he was before.
"Holy shit did I just make you squirt!"
I looked down to see the couch and his shirt dripping with my cum. I couldn't find words as I continued to find a regular breathing pattern.
"Fuck your so hot babe," he said kissing me and laying down to cuddle me.
"I love you Mike," I managed to breathe out.
"I love you to."