Meet Me Backstage; Part 7

A few days had passed since your afternoon with Sebastian and Eric. The guys went back to having full schedules and you tagged along to the agency for a couple of days to get out of the apartment and see how they work. You wander around the halls, visiting Nate in his studio for a bit to talk while he took a short break. Then you went to the practice room and watched Jayson and Chris help Sebastian with some choreography for the comeback. They run through a few dances and stop for a break, you brought snacks and waters for them, so you sit and chat about how their day is going. You laugh with each other and just have a good time hanging with them until the choreographer is back and shooing you out of the practice room. You stop in the lounge to make a cup of coffee and head off to Eric’s studio. You knock on the door and wait. You stand there for a few minutes and then remember you must hit the button to flash a light to get his attention. You tap the button next to the keypad and a second later the door is opening. Eric’s brows are furrowed at the thought of someone interrupting. Once he realizes it’s you a small smile graces his face. He accepts the coffee you made him and then head off again so he can keep working.

The last place you visit is the recording studio. Tay and Jared are both there. Jared is in the booth recording when you sit down on the couch next to Taylor. You wave and smile at Jared through the glass and he blushes and continues to sing. “Did you come here to rile him up, Lilah?” Taylor asks with a laugh.

“Of course not, Tay,” you reply. “How’s it been going?” you ask.

“Not too bad. I think Jared is a little stressed though. He’s been kind of pouty today and says his throat hurts.” Just at that moment, Jared gets choked up on his verse and coughs a bit. He takes a drink of water and goes to sing the line over and his voice cracks again. The vocal producer has him stop and tells him to come on out of the booth to give his voice a rest. “Guess it’s my turn,” Tay says and gets up to go in the booth to record.

Jared plops down on the couch next to you with a huff. You put your hand on his knee, “Are you okay, Jared?” you ask. All you get is a pout in response. “Talk to me, tell me what’s wrong.” You tell him, worry shining in your eyes.

He looks over at you and his demeanor melts, “I’ve been a mess this week. Nothing has been going right. My voice is cracking, and I messed up choreography a bunch. I’m completely off my game.” He wines.

“Oh, baby,” you say, “It’s just a bad couple of days. Don’t worry, it’ll all come together.”

He whimpers at your statement and says, “I don’t think it will. It’s too hard.”

It’s at this statement that you know what he’s trying to do. So, you decide to play his game, and your attitude changes. You move your hand from his knee to his thigh and you give it a firm squeeze. He quickly looks up at you with his beautiful brown eyes, widened in shock and you smirk at him. You lean over so that you can whisper in his ear and ask, “Do you need me to help you, baby? To get you back in the game?” He whimpers at you again and gives a slight nod. You pat his thigh and stand up, offering your hand out for him to take. You wave goodbye at Tay with your free hand and lead Jared out of the studio.

You send a quick text to the group chat that you’re taking Jared home and that you’ll both see the rest of them later. You also send a message to their manager telling him that Jared isn’t feeling well and you’re taking him home. You finally make it out of the agency building and into one of their cars to take you back to the apartment. Once you’re in the car, Jared is clinging to you like a koala, hands all over the place and you know you need to reel him in and get his mind in the right place. “Baby boy,” you say with a slight sternness in your voice.

He immediately stills. “Yes, ma’am?” he whispers.

You look at him and say, “Calm down. We’ll be home in just a bit and then Ma’am will take care of you, okay?” He looks back at you and nods his head and calms himself so that all he’s doing is holding onto your hand until you get to the apartment.

Ten minutes later and you finally make it. Jared has been nervously bouncing his leg the entire time, so you know that he’s about to slip and you just need to get him in the house. You both get out of the van and you take his hand and lead him up to the door and into the apartment. You both toe off your shoes and you take him straight into your room, closing the door behind you both. “Ma’am,” Jared whispers, his voice high and needy already. You turn around and notice that he’s extremely wound up and needs your permission to slip into his headspace. So, you don’t make him wait anymore. You look straight into his eyes, already feeling the desire pull at your insides. Your attitude completely changes and your dominating persona takes over fully.

“Baby boy,” you say with a firm voice. Jared visibly shudders and then relaxes as he falls into subspace. “Take off your clothes and get on the bed.” He immediately does as you say and strips until he’s completely naked, his cock already at full hardness, and you haven’t even touched him yet. He climbs onto the bed and settles his head on the pillows, his arms outstretched to his sides and legs spread, waiting for you. You smirk at how obedient he is in this state and you love it. It fills you with pride knowing you can bring this side out of Jared when he gets too overwhelmed and stressed.

You then begin to strip out of your clothing as you walk toward the bed. You are fully naked as well by the time you reach the side of the bed. You dig into your bedside table drawer to find the lube, even though you probably won’t even need it with the way you’re already wet for him. The dynamic you two have makes you just as horny as him and the smell of arousal in the air is already thick. You look down at him as you climb up on the bed on your knees next to him, and say “Do you want Ma’am to take care of you?” He nods his head enthusiastically, eyes wide and pupils dilated with lust. “Words, baby. Tell me,” You say sweetly.

“Puh-please,” he stammers, “please touch me.” You smile down at him, cooing internally at his innocence even in this state.

“Good boy,” you tell him as you climb on top of him and straddle his abdomen. Sitting just above his cock, as to not get him too excited yet. You place your hands on his chest and dig your nails into his pecs slightly. He hisses at the feeling and his hands grab the sheets. You trail your nails down his chest to his abs and back up again, feeling his muscles clench underneath your core makes your own arousal that much more intense. The wetness in your core is just that much closer to leaking out of your pussy. The way that you two fall apart for each other is just mind-boggling. You trail your hands back up his chest and to his neck and hold onto him there as you lean down and capture his lips in a passionate kiss. He whimpers into your mouth and you take the opportunity to swipe your tongue past his lips. He fights for dominance in the kiss for a split second, and once you suck on his tongue like you would his dick, he loses all composure and moans.

You pull away from the kiss to only dive back in trailing kisses and bites along his jaw and down his neck. You lift your hips slightly and slide down his body so that you are sitting on his dick and you rut yourself against him, coating him in your juices before the real fun starts. He moans louder as you grind against him, his hands fisted in the sheets because you haven’t given him permission to touch you yet. He tries his hardest to stay still but one particularly hard grind on your part makes him buck his hips as he gasps. “Ah, ah, ah baby,” you say, your voice dripping in a seductive tone “Ma’am is taking care of you. You just lay still.”

“Ma’am,” he breathes out, his voice barely there, “M-more, please. I need more.” He begins to beg.

“Would you like to touch me, baby?” you ask. He nods his head fervently against the pillows and you reward him. You slide your hands down both his arms and untangle his fists from the sheets, easing him out of the tenseness. And take his large hands in your own and place them on your thighs. “Touch Ma’am, baby. Don’t be shy.” He moans again as his hands meet with your soft skin and he runs his hands all over your body. Cupping your breasts, sliding back down, and grabbing your ass. There are too many places to touch, and he only has two hands. He finally settles his hands on your hips, waiting for your next move. “Are you ready for Ma’am, now?”

He nods again and lets out a small, “Yes.” And then you finally lift your hips and take his cock in one hand to position it at your entrance. You decide not to tease him today and start to sink down on his length, you both moan at the feeling.

You continue to slide down on him until he is buried to the hilt inside you. You love the feeling of being filled like this, he is stretching you out so nicely and you tell him so. “Ma’am loves the way you fill her up baby. Feels so nice.” You moan out as you grind your hips against his, making him fill you deeper. His breaths are coming out in short pants as you move on him.

“More.” He whispers. And then you finally start to move, bouncing on his cock as if your life depends on it. You want nothing more than for both of your desires to be filled. He squeezes your hips harshly as you ride him, and you know there will be bruises later. You smirk at the thought and placing your hands firmly on his chest you leverage yourself and start to fully ride him. Pulling yourself all the way up so that just the tip is inside you and slamming back down. You’re both panting and moaning at the pure ecstasy you both are experiencing together. You continue to fuck him as he starts to thrash his head back and forth, his muscles tensing at holding off his orgasm.

You look into his eyes and ask, “Are you close, baby? You want to fill Ma’am up even more?”

He nods at your words and answers, “Yes. Ma’am, please. Please let baby cum.”

“Just a bit more, okay baby.” You thrust yourself down onto his cock and then grind your clit against his pelvis harshly, your orgasm building quickly. Your pussy clenches around him hard and suddenly it’s ripping through your body. Your climax is intense as you let it overtake your body, “Yes, baby!” you scream. “Cum for Ma’am,” you demand and he’s instantly cumming hard into you as you ride it out. He moans wantonly as he fills your pussy with his seed. You continue to ride him, milking him for every last drop until his body is spasming with oversensitivity and he whines. You rub his chest soothingly as you stop moving and reach up to cup his cheeks as you lean down and kiss him deeply. “You did so well, baby.” You whisper, breathing the words into his mouth. “Such a good boy, letting Ma’am take care of you.” He hums at your words, feeling absolutely euphoric after that kind of orgasm. You lean up and as gently as possible, lift off his dick. He hisses from the overstimulation. You grab some tissues off your bedside table and clean the both of you up as best you can. You lay next to him, your head on his shoulder, trailing your fingers along his chest, and ask, “Do you want to take a shower, Jared?”

“Hmmm.” He hums at you, “No. I wanna sleep.” He murmurs into your hair and places a sweet kiss on the top of your head.

“Okay, baby. A nap sounds nice.” He wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you closer to his body and pulls your extra blanket at the foot of your bed over the both of you. You both snuggle into each other and doze off.

You’re not sure how long you slept, but you wake to the noise of voices coming from the hallway. The others must have just got home. You hear a soft knock at your door and Chris peeks his head in. “Is Jared better?” he asks. You nod at him and bring a finger to your lips to keep him hushed.

“He’s sleeping now. We’ll see you in the morning for breakfast.” You whisper back. Chris nods at you and you settle back down into Jared’s embrace feeling warm and sated. A feeling of love rushes into your chest for all the guys and you couldn’t have picked a better life even if you tried. Slowly you drift back off to sleep cuddled up next to Jared’s warm body with a smile on your lips.