Meet Me Backstage; Part 3

It's been a couple of weeks since you signed the contract with the guys. They've been busy with schedules and practice, which has given you time to sell your apartment and move fully into theirs. You're getting more comfortable living with seven men, but you keep wondering when the next time one of them will need you. You have been craving some physical touch, even if it's nothing more than a hug or some kissing. You just need something, and you have a bit of a plan in motion with a certain leader in mind. You had asked their manager for a copy of their schedule and you knew that when they come home tonight, they'll have three days off. You plan to make the most of it. So, now you're just waiting for them to get done with their day.

You already showered and dried your hair. Putting on some light, natural makeup to bring out your innocent-looking eyes. Before the boys got busy you had sat down with them and discussed everyone's likes and dislikes. You dressed in a pair of white lace shorts that barely covered your ass, pink thigh-high stockings, and a cute pink camisole top. You looked at yourself in your floor-length mirror admiring your body and you smile knowing full well it's going to drive all of them crazy when they see you, but especially Nathan.

You decided to wear your glasses and read a book on the couch while you waited for them to get home. You curled up at the corner of the couch with your feet tucked under your body and a blanket over your lower half and got to reading. An hour later you received a text from Nathan saying they would be home in twenty minutes and they were bringing take out with them for dinner. You replied with a 'see you soon' and smiley faces. Your body purred with nervous excitement for them to get there. You were especially nervous about trying to initiate something with Nathan. He seemed to be the most hesitant with you so far. The other boys seemed to always show some type of affection whether it be through simple skinship in passing or flirty texts. But Nate, he was a whole other thing, seemingly very professional with you so far. Tonight, you were going to change that.

Ten minutes had passed, and you decided to get out all the plates and utensils for dinner. You got the silverware, and glasses and set them on the table. You went back to the kitchen to get the plates, but of course, they were on the top shelf and they were too high for your short stature. So, the only option was to climb onto the countertop to get them down. You hoisted yourself up so that you were sitting on the counter then turned to get on your knees to get into the cabinet. As you were reaching for the plates you hear the front door open and the chatter of the guys as they come in.

“Lilah! We're home." Nathan shouts from the entryway.

"In the kitchen," you shout back.

He comes around the corner and stops dead in his tracks causing someone to run right into his back.

"Shit, Nate. You can't just stop like that." Chris whines. "What are you doing?" he asks as he peeks around Nate's shoulder. He sees you turn to say hi and gives you a smirk knowing exactly why Nathan stopped so suddenly.

"Hey, guys." You greet sweetly. "I was just getting the plates but I'm a little short." Nate continues to stare at you with his mouth hanging open.

"Nathan, you should help her," Chris suggests and gives him a little push toward you. He winks as he walks back out to the table to set down the bag he was carrying.

"Um, uh yeah I can help you," Nathan stammers out.

"That would be great, Nate," you say quietly, giving him a coy smile.

You turn and sit back down on the counter as Nathan walks toward you. He puts his large hands on your hips to help you down from the counter while you place your hands lightly on his chest. Once your feet touch the floor, he continues to hold you lightly. You run your hands from his chest up to his shoulders.

"Hi, there." You whisper.

He licks his lips and whispers back, "Hi, Lilah." He fully wraps his arms around you to pull you into a hug and you hear him take in a soft breath, "You smell like vanilla." He states.

"Do you like it?" You ask innocently.

"Yes, I like it very much." You raise up onto your toes to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"Good." You say and then you wiggle out of his hold and straight back to the dining room where the others are. As you get to the doorway, you look back over your shoulder, "Don't forget the plates, Nathan." You blow him a kiss and then you're out the door with a giggle.

Chris must have told the others about what he thought you were trying to achieve and where Eric would normally sit to the left of Nathan, he left the seat open for you. You sit down and greet everyone. Dinner was such a thrill because the entire meal you played footsie with Nathan the entire time. Once most of the food was eaten and you were all chatting like normal, you decided to be bold. You crossed your leg over the other and put your foot to the inside of one of Nathan's legs. You caressed his leg softly and he gave you a glance with a small smile. You smiled back and figured that he wasn't telling you no, so you'd continue with what you were doing. Your foot then traveled up to his knee and started to softly drag your toes up his thigh. He choked on his water as you dug your toes into his thigh a bit. "You okay?" Jared inquired.

He sputtered for a second and said, "Yep, I'm good." He coughed a bit and then gave you a pointed look. You shrugged your shoulders at him as you slid your foot off his thigh and back down his leg.

Seb and Jayson started cleaning the dinner mess and putting the dishes in the sink. The younger guys got up to either shower or play games in their rooms. Eric stood and muttered something about sleeping for the next day and a half. That left you and Nathan at the table alone. "Are you trying to tell me something, love?" Nathan asked.

You smile and say, "I don't know what you mean Nathan." Feigning innocence.

"Oh, is that so? Well, then I guess I'll just go to bed then." He pushed his chair back from the table and began to get up.

"Nate," you whined.

"Yes?"

You look up at him through your lashes and whisper, "Can I come with you to bed?"

His eyes darken immediately, he nods his head once as he takes your hand and leads you straight to his room. You both enter the room as he shuts the door and locks it behind him. You stand in the middle of his room as he turns around to look at you. He rakes his eyes down your body and then back up. You blush as he seems to hold himself back from devouring you on the spot. "Did you have fun teasing me at dinner?" he asks.

You nod at him and giggle. "I thought you might need some fun with how stressed you've been lately Nate." He hums in agreement with your statement.

"I guess I have been wound a little tight. What do you want, hmm?" he asks shyly. You figured you would have to take a little bit of control for him, so you take the few steps to get to him and you put your hands on his chest, sliding them up around his shoulders. He puts his hands on your hips and tugs you firmly against his body.

"Kiss me." You whisper to him. He leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips, his hands slide down to your ass and he gives it a firm squeeze. You chuckle into your kiss and then slip your tongue out and run it across his lower lip.

He gasps into your kiss and you take the opportunity to deepen it by sliding your tongue into his mouth. He gets a little more confident and takes over as your tongues slide together perfectly. You moan into the kiss and press your body even closer to his and feel his erection press into your tummy. Your hands tangle into the hair at the nape of his neck as you break away to catch your breath. You push him away a bit to fist your hands in his shirt and back up toward his bed, pulling him with you. Your knees hit the edge of the bed as you let go of his shirt and sit with a small bounce. Your hands trail down his torso and you feel the muscles in his abdomen tighten as you ghost your fingers over his body. He grasps the hem of his shirt and tugs it off, dropping it to the floor. You take a second to admire the slight muscle of his tanned body and continue your hands down to land on his belt buckle. You deftly unbuckle it, popping the button of his jeans, and unzip his pants. Once his pants are undone, he slips them off his long legs so that he’s left standing in nothing but his boxers in front of you.

You look up at him through your lashes and he bends down to give you a sweet kiss and then whispers, "What are you going to do now?" You blush at him as he stands back up away from you. Your eyes trail down his body again until you are looking straight at his crotch, right at your eye level. His erection is straining inside his boxers with how hard he is at this exact moment. You put your hands on the edge of his boxers and slowly start to take them off, his cock springs free and your eyes widen at the size of it. He is long and thick, and you briefly wonder if it will all fit inside you. But it's a fleeting thought as you drop his boxers on the floor and wrap a hand around him, stroking slowly up from the base to the tip. Swiping your thumb across his slit to gather the precum already leaking from it, you stroke down again. He hums at the contact and puts a hand in your hair. You look up at him for a second and he says, "Suck it, baby." You smile and lean forward slightly as you stick your tongue out to lap at the head of his cock lightly. You give him a few kittenish licks while you still stroke him slowly. He lets out a small moan, and then you open your lips and let the tip of his dick rest on your tongue before taking him into your mouth and hollow your cheeks, sucking hard. "Shit," he grunts. His hand tightens in your hair as you begin to work more and more of him into your mouth, bobbing your head at a steady pace. The flat of your tongue runs along the underside of his length the farther you take him into your throat until he hits the back of it and you gag slightly. You relax your jaw and breathe through your nose and then swallow around the tip of his cock. He gasps at the sensation and pulls himself out slightly, "My god, baby, you're gonna make me cum too fast." You look up at him through your lashes with his dick still in your mouth and moan around him. He takes that as consent to start to thrust slowly in and out. You place both hands on his thighs as he languidly starts to fuck your face. He keeps the pace slow and torturous for you both as you feel the wetness start to pool in between your legs getting more and more worked up as time passes. You tighten your thighs together and fidget a little to try and get some friction on your clit as he continues his movements in and out. You moan around him again and squeeze his thighs, he pulls completely out of your mouth as you catch your breath. "Do you want me to give you some attention, baby?" he asks sweetly. You nod as he releases your hair. "Stand up, strip and then get back on the bed." He commands.

You stand up and pull your camisole over your head. You shimmy out of your shorts and panties next. You start to take off your thigh highs when he grabs your wrist, you look up and he says, "Leave those on." You smirk at him and then climb up on the bed and lay on your back. He crawls up after you and leans over your body supporting himself on his elbows on either side of your head, caging you in.

He grinds his hips down against you teasingly and you whine, "Please Nate, I need you inside me."

He takes the base of his cock in hand and rubs the tip against your folds coating it in your wetness before he slowly pushes just the tip inside you. You moan as he enters you and arch your back into it, trying to take him deeper. "Greedy girl." He chastises playfully. And then in one swift motion, he pushes all the way in, and you gasp at the movement.

"Oh my god." You moan out. Your pussy stretching around his length in just the right way. Your hands fist in the sheets as he grinds inside you slowly, letting your body adjust to him.

You breathe out and whisper, "Move, Nathan. Please." He hums as he pulls out until just the tip is inside and then pushing back in. He starts a steady pace to get the most pleasure out of slowly fucking you. He leans down and starts to kiss and suck at your neck and you moan as it makes him go just a bit deeper in you. His cock drags against your g-spot just right and you gasp, arching your back into his body. "Right there, Nate. Right there." You chant at him. He snakes an arm underneath you to hold your hips up to get the angle perfect and starts to fuck you harder. You whimper and writhe underneath him as you feel the heat coil in your stomach knowing you're going to cum. You clench around him tightly and whisper, "Shit, Nate. I'm gonna cum."

"Yeah," he grunts out in your ear, "Cum for me baby." He grinds his pelvis against your clit with every push inside you and your body tenses harshly as you cum hard all around him with a cry of his name. He continues to fuck you through your orgasm and as you come down you squeeze your pussy around him again and he swears, "Fuck." He pulls out quickly and strokes himself harshly until he's cumming all over your stomach while groaning your name. He looks down at you and watches as you take your hand and run your pointer finger through his cum on your body and then place your finger in your mouth. You suck it for a second, tasting his saltiness on your tongue before you moan around your finger and smirk at him.

"Next time you should cum in my mouth."

"Jesus. You'll make me hard again talking like that." You wink at him as he climbs off the bed to get a towel to clean up. He wipes himself off and then softly wipes between your legs and then cleans his cum off your stomach gently. He throws the towel toward his hamper and missing entirely. You laugh at him as you shift to get under the covers. He climbs into the bed with you and lays on his back. "That was so good, I could probably sleep all day tomorrow." He chuckles.

You put your head on his shoulder and place a hand on his chest as you snuggle up next to him in post-coital bliss. "It was incredibly good, Nate. I'm glad that I decided to seduce you tonight." You sigh, happily. Your eyelids start to droop as you stifle a yawn against his shoulder.

He puts his arm around your shoulders and hugs you tightly, pressing a kiss to your hair he whispers, "Sleep, baby." And sleep finally pulls you under with a soft smile on your lips.