*Smut Warning* (Just Cause)
Chris Fronzak/(Y/N) Smut (Requested)
Inspired By: Lights Out, ATTILA
“Fronz! Fronz!” The line of females and a couple males screamed as Chris walked past the tour buses. I looked over, my heart beating as I waited in line for Warped.
Going to Warped is an annual thing and when I saw that ATTILA was coming my heart sank, but I knew I had to go anyways. I dated Fronz in high school and I highly doubt he remembers me. Part of me wants to take the chance and other wants to completely forget him.
I panicked as I saw him walk farther and farther away. There was only a low street barricade blocking me from him. I could easily jump it and run into his arms. I miss him way too much. I had shifty eyes as lazy venue workers ignored me jumping the barrier. Angry fan girls shouted at me as I bolted down the line towards him.
I stealthily followed him. You could basically say I’m stalking him. He was standing in front of a maintenance building where his bus was parked. I was a few buses away and decided to play it cool.
“Hey, Chris!” I joyfully and casually began to walk over. His band mates were giggling. Chris lifted his glasses to see who I was. (GIF Image)
“Dude, who is that?” Nate whined.
“I think that’s (Y/N)?” I heard him say as I was a few feet away.
“It’s been years!” I smiled, stopping in front of them.
“Damn.” I heard Sean mutter under his breath.
“Yeah, yeah it has!” Fronz blushed and gave me an awkward hug. “You’re beautiful.” He grabbed at his pants, shifting himself, a typical man thing to do.
“Thanks.” I blushed and looked at the pavement.
“How’d you get back here?” Linck wondered.
“I jumped the barrier. I just had to see you.” I answered to Fronz.
“Well then.” He gave me a crooked smile. “Come with me.” He walked away and I followed close behind. We entered the bus.
“Take one of these. I’d like to see you more today.” He handed me an All Access pass. My heart raced as I put it around my neck. It was red and colorful with the ATTILA logo on it.
“Are you serious?” I nearly squealed.
“Yeah, I’d like to catch up with you after the show. Meet me back here after it.” He smiled, patting my shoulder.
“When is it?” I wondered.
“It’s at two thirty.” He smiled at me. “You were beautiful then and you’re beautiful now.”
“You keep going on about that.” I rolled my eyes, face turning different shades of red.
“Well, it’s true.” He whined at me.
“Then why’d you leave me?” I mumbled with glossy eyes.
“I had to, we got signed and I can’t hold you back.” He placed a gentle hand on my shoulder.
“Take me with you.” I whispered.
“With how bad it was then, no way. You’d get hurt.” Fronz shook his head, pulling me into a hug as I burst into tears over every memory.
“Chris.” I mumbled, looking up at him. He looked back down dreamily.
Without another word he drew me in. Our lips collided, mashing together in ways I never had before. His fingers dug into my back in our tight embrace, walking me backwards towards the couch. I fell back as we never parted. He gave needy groans between kisses as I quickly pulled my pants down with his hand flying under my shirt, massaging my nipples.
“Oh, baby, please.” He begged, our lips rubbing against each other as we moaned in need.
“Fuck me, Fronz.” I bucked my hips up to him. He shook out his head and dove to my lips again, biting my bottom lip.
His hands flew to my sex, vigorously rubbing on me, sending my body into ecstasy. My neck was throbbing into a deep purple shade as his lips attacked down my body, lifting my shirt. It seemed as if time stopped as soon as he gave my clit that first kiss. It sent me back to high school when we fucked in the light booth of the auditorium. His fingers ran through my hair as his tongue worked wonders. My legs wrapped themselves over his back, forcing him deeper in along with his fingers joining. Combined, I lost myself in the feeling, I was sixteen again.
“Chris…fuck me more.” I begged in a whisper. My back was arched and my hand pressed into his head.
He came up, a smirk growing on his face as he scooped me up and flipped me onto my hands and knees. His thumbs dug into my back dimples and his member thrusted into me with as much force that he could muster. I never could adjust to his length, even when he was slow. Our slapping skin echoed throughout the bus, covered by our filled up moans. Snickering became louder and louder with our sounds. Fronz’s hands rubbed up my back, squeezing my body tight on the way back down, feeling up my figure. I could feel my skin turning red as sweat dripped off my body. I felt myself unravel beneath him. I collapsed, my face leaning on the upholstery. He gave a growl-like giggle as he pulled out.
I sat up and he scooted closer to me. I grasped his member and began stroking, looking up at him with angelic eyes. He gave a crooked smile as his hand gently guided my head and mouth onto him. I could taste myself on him as his sighs grew louder and louder. I worked the shaft part that my throat couldn’t hold as I sucked nice and tight. Short time later I felt his sticky, warm seed fill my mouth and I swallowed as I did that night in high school.
“Like I said. We need to catch up.” Fronz pulled away and started getting dressed. “Stay here if you like, but I’ve got a show in another hour.” He winked. “I hope to see you when I get back.” He bolted out the door.
I sat there alone and half naked in the ATTILA tour bus. I was frozen…and in need.