Lift

Title - Lift
Pairing - Any
Rating - NC-17
Summary - Quick lift smut biscuit. Because I like hotel lifts and hot Rammstein members, preferably at the same time.
Disclaimer - I don't know the band, I make nothing out of this except feedback and a feeling that I've at least done something.

He pushes me bodily into the lift, pressing our floor number and immediately attacking my neck with his mouth. His hands easily flick open the buttons on my shirt, and he wraps his arms around my waist, sucking on my collarbone. His thigh is between my legs and rubbing ohgodrightthereyes and he is hard and hot and male as he thrusts against my thigh. One of his hands finds its way to the zipper on my trousers, and he plunges his hand into my underwear. His thumb brushes against a nipple and I gasp, bucking against him. He gets down on his knees and releases my cock from the confines of my trousers. He swirls his tongue around the tip and takes me into his mouth fuckingHELLthat’sgood, holding my hips as my fingers clutch for purchase on the cold mirrored walls of the lift. I bite my lip and close my eyes as he swallows and hums around my erection, his tongue doing wickedly clever things. If the man were a prostitute he’d be rich in a day with that tongue. I open my eyes and turn my head to look in one of the mirrors. His head is bobbing in my crotch, his hand moving furiously inside his trousers, he’s groaning around my cock andohfuck the image sends me over the edge and I come thrusting into his mouth while he moans and shudders with his own climax, swallowing frantically as I tremble in the corner of the lift.