Band Smuts

Oliver Sykes

*From Tumblr*

"I'll be back." You told Oli as you kissed him.
"Do you have to go? Can't you skip the lesson today?" He asked gently.
"Oli, if I want to get this down, I can't skip lessons. I'll be back in two hours. I promise."
"Love."
"I'll be back. Okay? I love you." He sighed and pulled you down to his lap so you were curled up. You just sighed yourself and rested your head against his shoulder.
"I love you too (y/n)."
"I'll be back soon. I promise."
"I just wish you could stay with me today."
"I'll be back in two hours and then we can spend the rest of the day together." He sighed and nodded at me, kissing me hard. "What are you so worried about?" I asked quietly, pulling my hands through his hair.

"I just don't like the way that he flirts with you. You're my fiancé and he's supposed to be my best friend and he's flirting with you. And you flirt back. I've seen it." You gave him a gentle look before kissing him softly.
"Oliver, I'm engaged to you. Yes, he flirts and I'm a naturally flirty person. That's part of why we even got together. I love you okay baby? I wouldn't have moved to the UK with you, I wouldn't have said yes when you proposed, I wouldn't still be with you if I didn't love you." He smiled and pulled you into a deep kiss.

"Go. Go to your lesson and then come back. I'll make us dinner." You smiled and stood up.
"I'll be back."
"Okay love." You picked up your bass case and walked out of the apartment. You took a cab to Matt's house, watching through the windows as it all went by. You paid the cabbie and got out, walking up to Matt's house. You just walked in, calling out to announce yourself.

"Oh Matt." You called, dragging Matt out. "Where you at baby?" You called jokingly. You heard him laugh.
"I'm in the living room love." He called out with a laugh. You laughed quietly to yourself as you walked into the living room. He was sitting on the couch watching a movie.
"What are you watching?"
"Freddy vs. Jason." You shook your head. "What? Not one for scary movies?"
"Not exactly." You shrugged and sat down before pulling your bass out of the cloth case. "Ready?"
"Let me get my bass." He stood up and hurried out of the room only to come right back, carrying one of his basses this time. He sat back down and looked at you. "Now I'm ready." He gave you a smile and you couldn't help but smile back.

He showed you a chord scale to play and you tried to get it but you couldn't. Your mind was at home with Oliver.
"Here. Try it this way." He showed you another way to play it and this time, you got it right off the back. "Play it that way a couple times through and once you get it down, try it the other way. This way is easier but the other way is quicker and works better when you're trying to play the kind of music I do." You nodded and did it a couple more times before trying the other way. You got it right and you cheered. Matt hugged you. "I knew you could do it beautiful!" You smiled big.
"Thank you Matt." You looked at your phone for the time but all you seen was the picture of Oli on one knee proposing to you that Matt Nicholls had taken when he had proposed. "Hey. I'm going to head home. Oli was wanting me to stay with him today but I told him I couldn't miss the lesson."
"You don't have to come to a lesson. I understand. Oli's your fiancé. Go. Go spend the day with him." He pushed you. You smiled and kissed his cheek before putting your bass up and heading for home. When you got out of the cab and paid for it, you hurried up to your apartment. You walked in and Oli was stretched out on the couch, a blanket wrapped around him as he watched a movie. He yawned as he looked over to you and gave you a confused look.

"What are you doing back already?" He mumbled, running a hand through his hair. He was half asleep. He sat up slowly, yawning.
"I came back to spend the day with you. I missed you." You sat down next to him and leaned over to kiss him. "I'm sorry about the flirting."
"Love, is that what this is about?"
"Yes but you were right. I shouldn't be flirting with him and he shouldn't be flirting with me. I realized that you were right. You're my fiancé. You're the only one I want." He just looked at a loss for words but you took the moment to lean forward and kissed him hard. He instantly took things over, kissing you gently as he pushed you backwards against the couch. His hands were already working on your thin shorts, pushing them down your legs, your boyshort underwear going right after.

"You didn't have to come home. I was okay. I was about to fall asleep." He whispered as his fingers ran up and down the inside of your thighs. You parted your legs a little so his hands had better access.
"But I wanted to be here. I wouldn't want to be anywhere but right here with you." You whispered as his lips worked gently against yours. "I want to make things up to you Oli."
"For what?"
"For the flirting that's been going on for the past two months."
"(y/n)-" You cut him off.
"No. I want to so don't argue with me." He just chuckled. You wormed yourself out from under him and he turned over to look at you. You pulled your shirt and tank top over your head before undoing the back of your bra. You leaned over and unbuttoned his skinny jeans, forcing them down before pulling his boxers with them. You tossed them away and settled yourself on the couch between his legs, learning forward to grasp his length in your hand. "You will be the only person I do this to for the rest of my life. Remember that because it's all I want."
"To give me blowjobs?" He asked in a broken tone. You laughed.
"No. You for the rest of our lives." He just gave you a slight smile as you pulled his length into your mouth. You bobbed your head slowly, sucking gently as you worked your tongue.
"Nobody could give me better blow jobs." He moaned. You just grazed your teeth gently and he moaned, his muscles tightening. You pulled away and then stood up, finding a condom. You put it on the tip and used your mouth to push it down his shaft. You lifted yourself up and held yourself over him. As you lowered yourself, your legs folded under you. You squeezed your muscles together just before he pressed inside of you and when he did, he moaned at the pressure you had to use to push him inside of you.
"Fuck." You moaned. You started moving your hips, using your legs to ride him slowly. His hands found their way to your waist, holding your hips tightly so he could shift your hips the way he wanted them. You rode him hard as he shifted his hips up to bounce you up so you would fall right back down. And between the two, you were both getting pleasure from every direction possible. He was panting and you was moaning loudly.
"The neighbors are going to file a complaint." He whispered. You just laughed and picked up the pace, him the one moaning loudly this time. He started bouncing you harder and you cried out each and every time that his dick hit your g-spot inside. It wasn't much longer before you came undone, your climax raging through you as he hit his as well.

After you both had finished, you pulled off of him and collapsed on the couch. He took the moment to push you over on your side and prop your legs up before burying his face in your folds. You called out and dug your toes together as his tongue started working deep inside of you. He kept it up until every bit of you was dry except from where his tongue had just been working. Right as he pulled away, somebody knocked on the door hard.
"Police." You looked at Oli. He just whispered.
"I told you." He pulled pants on and threw a blanket over you. "Act like you're asleep." You nodded and closed your eyes as he walked to the door. He opened it. "How may I help you?"
"Somebody filed a noise complaint. Said a young woman was screaming and yelling."
"My fiancé isn't feeling well. She has a migraine and the lights are making it worse."
"Just keep things quiet." Oli shut the door a few minutes later. And then we both busted into laughter. He leaned down and kissed you.
"God I love you." You whispered to him. He laughed.
"I love you too."