"I want to feel you inside me," she whispered in his ear as she passed him in the large hallway of the Coliseum.
"Excuse me?" he gasped.
"I want to feel you inside me," she repeated and pinched his ass for emphasis.
"Right now? Here?" he questioned.
This never happened to him. He didn't approach girls, girls didn't approach him. Singer or not, this never happened to him.
"Yes, right now! Here! NOW!" she grinned and grabbed his hand.
He allowed her to lead him down the hall, away from his bandmates, brother, and their dressing room. He knew he had little time before the band was due on-stage for their performance, but this was an invitation he couldn't resist. After all, she wasn't about to let him say no, was she?
"In here," she directed, opening a small door and pushing him inside.
"Fuck, it's dark in here," he gasped as she stepped into the small enclosure after him and shut the door.
"It's a closet, get over it," she laughed and ran a hand swiftly around to cup his ass.
"Whoah, slow down," he laughed, searching for a light, anything so he could see.
He felt the moist coolness of her tongue on his neck, running up, up, up, until his earlobe was inside her delicate mouth.
"Fuck," he groaned, "if you don't stop that I'm going to cum right now."