Smuts (ft. Female Artists I Wanna Make Babies With 🥺💦)

Notice Part 5 (Leighade)

(Sooo I did make a part 5... y'all welcome)

Leigh-Anne

She almost immediately drags me off stage after the song completely ended, also ending the show. Of course, I stopped her so we could thank the fans before I could fuck her brains out.

I pull her into a little cut between the curtains where we aren't visible and worked to get her clothes off in an instant. Our lips were connected feverishly; hands roaming over our damp bodies.

She makes a little noise against my lips, fiddling with the buttons to my bottoms.  I pull back from her, both of us panting from the intensity.

"What?" She breathes out with her chest heaving. "Let's slow down a bit," I chuckle breathlessly. She makes a whining noise, "No. You made me beyond horny just now. You better take care of this and fast."

I raise my eyebrows at the younger woman, "And if I don't?" I cross my arms over my chest. She chews on her bottom lip and begins to grab my hand. Curious as to what she has in mind, I let her guide my hand pass the waistband of her bottoms and into her underwear.

I gasp at the slickness I'm met with soon after. "Damn," I say, moving my fingers around a little. Her eyes flutter close and she moans my name quietly.

"Please, Leigh-Leigh," she looks at me with dark, pleading eyes. I look around briefly, "Let's head to the dressing room." I then remove my hand from her, beginning to bring the messy digits to my lips when she suddenly grabs my wrist.

She tastes herself on my fingers then immediately shoves her tongue into my mouth, sharing her sweet, womanly taste. I moan softly, sneakily giving her round, perfect ass a squeeze.

She squeals in a pleasant surprise, pulling away with a playful glint in her eyes. She ghosts her lips over mine, that adorable accent turning seductive and lustful.

"Don't be afraid to make me scream, baby," she winks before tugging my bottom lip with her teeth then saunters away. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding while I watch her hips sway in the sexiest way.

Fuck.

I gather myself before following after the brunette briskly, a mission on my mind. When I caught up, I grabbed her hand and she looks at me over her shoulder, licking her lips.

We had gotten stopped by a few stage hands as well as some of the Mix Men. Thankfully, but embarrassingly enough, Jade cut every conversation short with a "I'm horny and she's gonna take care of it."

She mainly said that to our team since they're used to her bluntness.

When we made it to our dressing room, I close the door behind us with my foot. Before I could look up, Jade already had me pinned against the wall, grabbing my wrist again to put it in her bottoms.

Before I did, I switched our positions quickly, ultimately granting her wishes and drawing hard, tight circles. "Oh, fuuuck," she sighs out, grinding against my hand, and closing her eyes.

She was so wet that my hand was already drenched in arousal.

"That turned you on that much, Princess?" I say in her ear. "Mhm," she whimpers. I can tell she has her poor bottom lip in agony between her teeth.

I start to do a flicking motion that makes her gasp and arch into me a bit. "What were you thinking about up there?" I kiss the little soft spot behind her earlobe, letting her earring graze my nose lightly.

"You... fucking me...fuck, baby," she whispers out a moan, hitting her head on the door with her eyes still closed. "Mm, give me details," I say in a teasing tone, burying my face in her neck to latch onto her pulse point.