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the hot seat | d.r.w

danny wagner x reader

word count: 3,395

content warnings: danny in makeup, dirty talk, unprotected sex, fingering, choking, praise, degredation, lil bit of oral (f receiving), tinier bit of masturbation (m), slight exhibitionism kink if you squint, slight overstimulation if you squint even harder, cream pie

summary: you're danny's makeup artist on this dreams in gold journey. it's the night of the first show for the north american leg of the tour and as per usual, you're working on danny's stage makeup. that is, of course, until things take an unexpected (but very welcome) turn

a/n: honestly i can't remember what made me think about this but those thoughts were nonstop. i haven't written consistently bc i suck and i promise I'm trying to get back into it now that I'm not working so consider this my welcome back to fic writing i guess. anyway danny wagner is daddy but he's also a whore and i love him tremendously. enjoy besties

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if someone had asked you mere months ago where you saw yourself at this very moment in your life, you wouldn't have said getting paid to glue rhinestones on danny wagner's face. you wouldn't have said you'd be standing inches away from the drummer minutes before he runs onto the stage. you wouldn't have said you'd be traveling internationally as a pseudo makeup artist for a rock band. and you definitely wouldn't have said you'd be harboring an ever growing crush on the band’s drummer.

but, there you were.

the routine was simple: head to danny’s dressing room an hour before the show, talk about what look he wanted for the night, execute said look, then follow him to the stage where you'd stand on the side and watch the four of them work their magic.

you had been doing that routine for a little over two months now and naturally you'd developed a friendship with danny. truly, how could you not? he was the sweetest man you'd ever met with a magnetic pull and a smile that made you melt. his kind eyes drew you in every night, and you'd often find yourself getting lost in them while being just a few inches away from his face.

he was easy to talk to and never made you feel as though you were below him, or that he was somehow above you like a rock god that deserved to be placed on the highest pedestal. no, in fact it seemed as though danny forgot just how famous he was sometimes, perhaps still in shock by his own success and accolades.

all of this made it nearly impossible to not develop feelings for him. but more so than that, the proximity you found yourself to him night after night resulted in a persistent fire within your body. one that started as a slight ember and had grown more and more with every interaction.

you wanted him in ways you'd never wanted someone before. the heat that radiated off of his body was intoxicating. the mint scent that you caught with every breathy chuckle sent chills down your spine. the intensity of his gaze, intentional or not, had you reeling. and every so often when he’d brush his hand over your arm or your waist as you delicately and precisely placed each individual gemstone along his perfectly sculpted face, you'd find your breath hitch and your knees become weak.

it was relatively easy to convince yourself he never noticed the slight changes in your body movements. that he didn't see your thighs clench at the sound of his deep, silky voice. that he didn't notice the way your eyes drifted downwards to his soft lips, lost in your own head as you imagined how they'd feel against your own.

it was also relatively easy to brush off the way he made you feel because you knew you couldn't do anything about it. you were extremely lucky to have obtained your job in the first place, you weren't dumb enough to risk everything for a chance at sleeping with the drummer.

but then it seemed like something shifted.

subtle brushes of his hand became solid placements of the appendage on your waist, just barely over the top edge of your jeans. playful tones in his voice started sounding raspy in his innuendo filled statements. his eyes seemed to linger longer on your own, his making the occasional dive lower towards your lips as you had caught yourself doing to him several times in the past. and the space between the two of you as you did his makeup appeared to get smaller and smaller. if you didn't know better, you'd think his actions were intentional. that he was hinting at his very own desire for you.

on the night of their first show in canada, you found yourself in danny’s dressing room, as you had been every show prior. he expressed a desire to do something darker with his makeup this time; something smokier and bolder with winged eyeliner and an intricate pattern of rhinestones to match.

danny had elected to sit on the plush velvet couch this evening, citing a slight backache as his reason why. this unfortunately resulted in you standing hunched over in a position that was less than comfortable for the extended period of time you were in it. you found yourself taking longer to complete his look due to the constant need to straighten your back, something that had not gone unnoticed by danny.

“i promise this isn't meant to sound suggestive, but you can sit on my lap if it'll help your back. i feel bad that you're uncomfortable.” he stated.

you looked at him and considered his proposal. on one hand he could be joking, and you immediately taking him up on the offer could result in a very very embarrassing interaction. on the other hand, his expression seemed genuine and you couldn't deny that a change in position would help tremendously. you looked down where his hand was placed on your forearm, which had been pressed against the back of the couch as a means of supporting your weight.

you shook your head before responding. “i wouldn't want to squish you or make you uncomfortable.”

“sweetheart, i can tell leaning over like this is killing you. it's not a big deal, i promise.” he chuckled slightly before continuing, his hand rubbing softly over your arm as a comforting gesture, “plus you couldn't squish me if you tried.”

you released a small laugh of your own before accepting his offer, placing each of your legs outside of his own, effectively kneeling over his lap. The short dress you wore began to ride up your thighs, something you only worried about for a brief moment.

you continued working on his makeup, trying to portray his vision as closely as you could. you knew he'd love whatever the result was, but you couldn't help but embrace your inner perfectionist.

“ya know, it's a shame your drums aren't closer to the front of the stage,” you started. “All of this hard work on your makeup and not nearly enough people get to see it up close.” he chuckled at your words, his head shaking ever so slightly. You grabbed the sides of his head to keep him still.

“Uh uh daniel, no moving.” he smiled at you, staring directly into your eyes. You fought back the blush that was threatening to surface, as well as the urge to kiss him right then and there. Danny, on the other hand, was less subtle. His eyes moved down to watch your lips as you spoke, his tongue slowly darting out to wet his own.

“Yes ma’am.”

You gave him a small smile of your own before returning to your work, shifting in his lap to get closer, wanting to make sure the makeup on each of his eyes was even. You heard him let out a breath at your movement, but neither of you acknowledged it. He was probably just sighing anyway. A moment later you moved again, hearing another breath leave danny’s slightly parted lips. His hands moved up to grasp your waist, his grip tightening more and more with each passing second.

The third time you shifted, you felt something hard beneath you. No… there was no way danny was getting turned on from you being in his lap. Your hands paused for a moment, your own shock throwing you off from your work. You moved once more, this time trying to be subtle with your actions in an attempt to see if your hunch was correct. You felt danny’s hold tighten even more, halting your movements, while his head moved closer to yours.

“Angel, i’m really going to need you to stop moving. Don’t want to start something we can’t finish.”

Your eyes widened as you looked up at him. If ever there was a time to even consider making a move, it was now. You nodded in response, not trusting yourself to speak. But even with your agreement, you decided to test the waters. As you leaned in to finish up the last of his makeup, you inched forward, this time moving your hips with purpose, wanting to get a reaction out of him. Rather than pausing after a single movement, you continued, slowly grinding against his growing bulge.

Danny inhaled sharply, his eyes fluttering shut. His right hand came up to grip your wrist, his head shaking and a smirk gracing his lips as he looked at you before speaking.

“Just can’t help yourself, huh? What do you want, baby? You want me to fuck you? Is that why you're deciding to be a brat?”

Your mouth opened, but you were unable to speak. You’d never heard danny speak like that. You couldn’t even imagine the sweet danny you knew uttering anything close to what you just heard. Yet despite your shock, you couldn’t help but feel that familiar heat start making its way throughout your body. Danny’s hand that had been holding your wrist moved upward, slowly inching along your arm until it found purchase on your jaw.

“Don’t act shy now, sweetheart. Answer me.”

“Y-yes. Yes. please danny.” you could be embarrassed at the speed at which you begged for him later. Now, all you wanted was him, and you’d say whatever he wanted to hear to get exactly that.

“You can do better than that. You want my cock in you that badly? Prove it.” he demanded.

“Danny, please, please. I need you. Need you inside me. Need to feel you so fucking badly, baby, please.” the smirk that graced his face allowed you to conclude that it was to his satisfaction.

Danny checked his watch briefly before looking back at you. “Only 15 minutes baby, gotta make this quick.”

His hands moved to slide your dress further up your thighs until it bunched at your hips. Pushing you back the slightest bit, he began untying his sweatpants and pulling them down just enough to release his hardened cock. The fact that he had forgone underwear did not go unnoticed, and had your mind not been in the process of turning into complete mush, you might have cracked a joke about it.

You couldn’t help but look down at his lap, eyes bulging at the size of him. You’d had a hunch that he was big, but seeing him in all his glory admittedly made you nervous. You’d definitely feel sore after this. You watched as danny began moving his hand slowly up and down his length, his eyes closing and his head falling back. He looked absolutely beautiful in this state, pleasuring himself with you on top of him.

After a few more pumps of his fist, he reached down towards your panties, sliding two of his long fingers over your clothed core. You moaned in response, your own eyes rolling back. He continued his motion, increasing the pressure more and more.

“I can feel how wet you are, angel. All this for me?” the question was rhetorical, you both knew it was entirely his doing. You nodded rapidly anyway. He continued, not waiting for a verbal response from you. “God, if we had more time i’d lick every fucking drop from your gorgeous cunt, i fucking swear.” his words sent a shiver down your spine. This version of danny was quickly becoming your favorite, and you hoped you’d get to see him like this after tonight.

He grabbed your panties in each hand and swiftly ripped the lace in half, pulling the material from your body and shoving it in his pocket. All you could do was stare at him. You felt his fingers take their place back on your pussy and rub small circles over your clit. The moan you released was probably much louder than you should’ve allowed it to be, but in that moment you could hardly find it in you to care. When he easily slipped those two fingers inside of you, you both moaned at the feeling.

“Fucking hell, angel. Soaking wet for me. Gonna feel so fucking perfect around my cock.”

His fingers curled up to hit that little spot inside you that made you shake. You gasped loudly and grabbed his shoulder to hold yourself up.

“Right there, huh?” he continued curling his fingers, speeding up as he did so, only increasing the rate of your moans. “Can feel you dripping down my fingers, baby. Fuck, i need to be inside you.”

As he removed his fingers, you felt yourself clench around nothing. You missed the feeling of them inside you, but were satiated once you felt his cock at your entrance. Ever the tease, danny began dragging the tip of his cock against you, spreading your wetness up and down his cock.

“Danny, please. No more teasing. Need you to fuck me.” you whined.

He looked up at you with a devilish smile, continuing his movements to mess with you even more.

“Yeah? Need my cock so fucking bad huh? Need me to stretch that pretty fucking pussy and fill you up, don’t you. Such a slut begging for my cock, sound so pretty for me, angel.”

You found yourself unable to speak again, reduced to nothing but a moaning, writhing mess for the man beneath you. Danny lifted you by your hips, just enough to line his cock up with your dripping hole before slamming you down back onto him, sheathing his entire length inside you. He quickly moved his hand to cover your mouth in an attempt to minimize the volume of your scream. There were, afterall, plenty of people nearby that could easily hear you. The thought of getting caught turned you on even more, your pussy clenching around him.

“Can feel you squeezing my cock, baby. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” you tried to respond, to tell him what he wanted to hear, but forming words, let alone a full sentence, seemed like the most difficult challenge for you.

“T-thinking about, fuck danny, s-someone hearing us.” you barely choked out the words, realizing in that moment that he still hadn’t moved, his cock pulsing within you.

His eyes seemed to darken at your confession. “Oh yeah? Thinking about someone walking in on us?” he nudged your hips, instructing you to start riding him. “Thinking about someone coming in here and watching you ride my cock like such a good girl.” you moaned at his words and squeezed around him once more.

“You like that? You like being my good girl?”

You bit your lip and nodded. “Fuck yes, danny. So good for you… just for you.”

He huffed a breath, holding you while he fucked up into your tight cunt, the pace of his thrusts bringing you closer to the edge. Your whines sounded pathetic even to you, but there was little you could do to stop them.

“My good girl,” he repeated. “Such a good little whore for me. Had you begging for my cock before i even touched you. Just so desperate to get this pretty little cunt railed. Fuck angel, you feel so good wrapped around me. So fucking tight and warm. Could stay inside you all day.”

You’d probably let him do exactly that. No. no, you’d absolutely let him. “Danny, baby. Please.” truthfully you didn’t know what you were begging for at that point. Was it for him to fuck you faster? Harder? Rougher? Were you telling him that you would give anything to feel him inside you at all times? Were you telling him to finish soon? Perhaps all of the above.

“What, angel? What do you need?” he looked over at the clock on the wall, checking to see how much time he had before he needed to be on the stage. Both of you had gotten lost in your pleasure, momentarily forgetting where you were and where he would soon need to be.

“More. just.. More.” you whimpered.

He nodded in agreement and gripped your waist with a firm grasp before rolling you over to lay back on the couch. Lifting one of your legs over his shoulder, he continued thrusting into you even harder and faster than before. The new angle allowed him to fuck you even deeper, granting you a feeling that had your jaw dropping and sent your eyes into the back of your head.

“God, danny, yes!”

Danny placed kisses along your leg while the thumb of his right hand came down to rub your clit. The combined sensations pushing you further to the edge. You could feel your orgasm growing, the warmth of your impending release flooding throughout your body. Danny’s thrusts had started losing their consistent rhythm, and that, paired with the persistent groans coming from his gorgeous mouth proved he was just as close as you were. You clenched around him to bring both of you closer.

“Oh fuck me angel.” he breathed out. His free hand came up to wrap around your throat, his grip firm on your skin. Your eyes fluttered shut, a soft, raspy whimper of his name leaving your lips. “Come on, baby. Cum for me. Be a good girl and cum on my cock.”

His words triggered your release, a shockwave running up and down your body and your vision turning white. You’d never felt such intensity, your moans and cries coming out against your will. Danny continued his thrusting as you finished, the added stimulation of where his hands were placed prolonging your orgasm.

“That’s it angel, so fucking good. So beautiful when you cum.” his praise made your heart flutter. He braced his right hand against the couch while his left moved to your hip, the contrast of the rough calluses on his hand feeling wonderful against your soft skin. “Fuck, i’m close. Gonna fill up this perfect fucking pussy.” the tight feeling of your cunt around him had him finishing shortly after, moaning out your name as he worked through his orgasm. You relished in the feeling of his warmth inside you.

Danny slowly pulled out of you, watching as his cum poured out of your hole. His thoughts getting the best of him, he used two of his fingers to fuck his release back into you, thinking nothing other than the desire to leave his mark there as long as he could. You felt the pressure building once more, knowing you wouldn’t be far from another orgasm, which didn’t go unnoticed by the man above you.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart. Gonna give me another? Come on, let me have it. We don’t have much time.”

With a few more pumps of his fingers, you felt yourself let go for a second time. Without hesitation, danny leaned down to lap at your throbbing core, sucking up a combination of your release and his. The sight alone blew your mind, never having expected him to do something like that. He moaned against you, licking every inch and refusing to leave a single drop. Your hand moved to tangle into his curls, pulling ever so slightly.

“Dan-danny, oh my- fuck.” you cried out.

Once he was finished, he lifted his head to look at you, enamored with the complete fucked out expression on your face. His own expression shifted to one that was more serious as he pointed to his face.

“Didn’t mess up the makeup, right? Wouldn’t want to ruin all your hard work.” he joked.

You both laughed and you shook your head, brushing a few stray hairs from his face. “Nope. you still look incredible.”

He smiled, bending down to kiss you. A knock on the door pulled you out of your bubble.

“Danny boy!” you heard jake yell. “Not sure if you forgot but we have to be on stage in front of a few thousand people like, now.”

Danny groaned as you chuckled, pushing him to sit up.

“Go,” you instructed. “I have a bit of cleaning up to do around here.”

He smiled at you, holding your face softly between his hands before kissing you a few more times. “Round two later? I wanna take my time with you.”

You watched as he put his stage pants on, noticing your shredded underwear sticking out of his now balled up sweatpants, and returned his smile. “Definitely. Now go be a rockstar.”

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