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dilflover-4ever · 10 months
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Georg Listing friends with benefits hcs
Not proofread BTW
At first he keeps it a secret since you and him are in the band and wouldn't want to start something
In the beginning he also just fucks to fuck, doing things like doggy and not kissing you so it wasn’t like intimate fucking, it was, as labeled, JUST friends with benefits
Georg is very chill and in the beginning doesn’t feel the need to take it further with you, and you felt the same so neither of you brought it, y’all just fucked and left
Y’all would meet up in recording rooms or backstage closets (and sometimes in hotel rooms) for quickies which would raise suspicion from the other boys
Eventually you found out Georg had told the other members when they were drinking in one of their hotel rooms, while you were in bed early from exhaustion 
The conversation started with Bill asking about you and where you were
Of course Georg knew where you since half an hour ago he had your bare chest up against the wall, while he forced your back to arch to meet his thrusts from behind, one hand on your shoulder pressing you to the wall, the other sitting right above your ass
So when he told them you had gone to bed early, Tom sat up and asked Georg how he  knew
Georg scoffed and blew it off by saying “I was just over there for a bit to see if she was coming tonight” which would have been believable if the boys didn’t know better
So Bill then comes in with the, “We aren’t stupid Georg, we noticed the way y’all sneak about and return with messed up hair and flustered faces” He finished the statement with a look that said ‘are you dumb’ 
Georg looks at the other boys and looks down at his lap, thinks a bit, then looks up to meet the awaiting looks from his band members then grunts and says, “fine we just fuck sometimes, but that’s IT, we are only friends with benefits” he made sure to specify that friends with benefits is all that it was
The boys started laughing at his irritated tone and assured him they didn’t care and that they just wanted him to admit it
Georg just rolled his eyes and opened another beer, while regular conversation continued for the rest of the night
The next day when you met the boys on the tour bus they all looked at you and smirked in a knowing way, ‘surely this isn’t about Georg ew that’s so awkw-’ your thoughts were cutoff as Georg pulled you to the side while the others were loading the bus,
“Oh yea by the way, the guys found out last night, they said they didn’t care though but that’s what the looks were for” he says close to your ear, breathing for a second before pulling away and shrugging
You gave him a narrow look then got on the bus
The concert that night was good, the fans went crazy as usual, so you guys went to a huge afterparty to celebrate one of y’alls best concerts yet
At the party you were pretty drunk and so your dancing pulled a lot of wasted guys’ attention, only one of them was bold enough to come up to you though
“Hey sexy, how you doin’’ tonight? You wanna dance?” He says, you give him a smile and nod your head, he pulls  you to where everyone was dancing
He stood behind you with his hands on your waist, grinding your bodies together, your eyes closed and mind fogged
What you didn’t know was that a certain someone was watching, Georg stood across the room, arms crossed and an annoyed look on his face
He couldn’t watch anymore and surprised himself when he walked towards you after finishing off the drink in his hand
You, caught up in dancing, didn’t notice his presence until his hand firmly grabbed your elbow and tugged you towards him, he said it’s time to go and nodded at the guy, pulling you away even through your confused protests
“What the fuck!” you exclaim shaking his hand off of you, you crossed your arms and stopped walking, waiting for him to turn around
He exhales and turns around with his eyes closed but right as he opens them and his mouth, beginning to speak, Bill walks up with gustav holding tom up behind him
“Hey guys ready to g-, woah, what’s going on here why are y’all so tense?” Bill says, noticing the thick tension, and your aggravated face. You aggressively shrug your shoulders and purse your lips, “idk Georg is there a problem?” you say in a tone laced with confused anger
“Ugh whatever, let’s go” Georg grunts walking past you and towards the door while Bill and them follow behind
You let out an exasperated sigh and drop your hands following them out to the bus 
On the bus Tom was asleep, his head on Gustav’s lap and his feet on Bills, Georg was already sitting and since Tom left you about no room to sit, Bill just recommended you to sit on Georg
You looked over at him and he readjusted his sitting position almost welcoming you
You scoffed and walked over to him, sitting on the edge of his knees, he grunted and grabbed your hips, pulling you back all the onto his lap, not moving his hands once you were where he wanted you to be
You just accepted it and leaned back, listening to Bill and Georg’s conversation about tomorrow's plans when your own thoughts started to wander, ‘why was Georg being like this? He’s never this touchy or affectionate (if you could even call it that) in public, he was always very nonchalant about your “relationship/friendship” whatever the fuck was going on.’
You got so lost in your thoughts you didn’t even realize y’all were back to the hotel until Gustav stood up to get Tom up and head inside
Once inside everyone went up to their rooms and as you turned to shut yours it was stopped, by Georg’s hand? 
“What are you doing?” you asked but barely had time to get it out before Georg came in and grabbed your face in between his hands. He looked at your eyes for a moment before leaning in and connecting your lips with his harshly. You and him NEVER kiss like this (rarely on the lips even) so you were tense at first but loosened up and threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging at the roots and pulling him closer
His hands left the side of your face and slid down your body to the hem of your shirt lifting in a little to get his hands under, sliding them up to your boobs holding his hands there 
The kiss broke because you both had to breathe (obviously) but your eye contact remained. You two just sat there breathing heavily until you leaned in again, much softer this time and captured his lips almost in a gentle manner. You moved your head back and forth and leaned back, breaking the kiss, you looked up at him and ran your hands down his arms until you reached where his hands met your skin, under your lifted shirt, he looked down at your hands
Then his eyes flicked back up to yours when you started to slowly lift up your shirt. He watched you move slowly, you sensed something in the air, there was something different about this time, there was a stronger sense of intimacy, you knew he felt it too because his movements also became slow and gentle.
Once your shirt was off, the silence was broken by your moan when Georg slipped his hands into your bra, his hard warm hands gave you chills. Georg leaned down to kiss you then dragged his lips to your jaw kissing down it, all the way to your neck. The kisses distracted you while his hand was on your back undoing your bra with gentleness.
The cool air hitting your bare nipples made you groan, which was cut off as yours and Georg’s lips met together again. While kneading your boobs, Georg walked you backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed. He held your back as he lowered you onto the bed. Once you were laying, he dragged his hands from your tits to your waistband and started undoing your jeans, pulling them down and off of your body 
He then moved to his own pants working on the buttons and zipper, you couldn’t help but stare as he does so, watching his hand movements, his hair falling in front of his face, and his facial expression once he finally got them off along with his shirt, now being left in his boxers
He walked back over to you, and you sat up impatiently grabbing onto his shoulders, and wrapping your hands around his neck as you connected your lips in a deep, hard but gentle, almost…….loving, kiss. You felt the kiss throughout your whole body, down your back, in your core, even…. In your heart. That’s when it hit you, you loved Georg, not just his sex, not just his body but all of him. With this new realization you kissed him harder, faster, pulling him almost impossibly close, “Woah, Woah, slow down” Georg said in a confused tone, voice raspy from not talking. 
You looked him in the eyes and said to him in a tone so low it could have been a whisper, “I need you Geo” you paused and thought, “All of you.” That statement added onto the end made him realize, you didn’t see this time as just a fuck, this was real, with deep feelings behind it, which made him snap because now he knew you reciprocated his feelings. He suddenly, almost harshly, lowered you back down onto your back, joining your lips together again, this time using his tongue to run across your lower lip asking for you to comply and let his tongue enter your mouth, while y’all were making out his hands drifted to your underwear.’
You felt his fingertips grab the hem and pull them down past your knees, breaking the kiss to get them all the way off, he held eye contact with you, over your heaving chest, he got on his knees in front of your legs and used his two fingers to spread open your pussy, using his other hand to drag a finger through your slit stopping when he gets to your clit, flattening out his finger pressing onto it, causing a loud, breathy moan to leave your lips. Georg groans and says “You’re so wet for me, you’re so slick I can easily slide my finger through”, He finishes off the sentence by sliding two fingers into your entrance. You jolt, reaching down to grip his wrist. You moan following with, “Fuck, God just- just wait a second”, “Of course baby” He replies, leaving soft kisses on the insides of your thighs. You wait a few minutes then grind into his hand, signaling him that he can move. 
He starts thrusting his fingers in and out of you. “God you're just dripping for me” He says as he leans down to lick a stripe up your slit. He turns his fingers to the side, now scissoring them to open you up even more. Moans fall uncontrollably from your lips. He works you up even more adding, “Ugh you’re so wet I can’t wait to stuff you with my cock.” That statement makes you clench around his fingers. He threw his head back with a groan. “You feel so good baby, keep going just a little more.” His words egged you on, bringing you closer to your orgasm. He thrusts them into you a few more times, adding his other hand to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles, sending you over the edge. “That’s it right there babe, you did so good.” He leaned down and captured your lips in a lazy kiss. 
Once you recovered you rolled both of you over, sitting him up on the edge of the bed and dropping on your knees to the floor below, pulling his boxers down off of his ankles, releasing his cock from its confines. You wrap one hand on the base and softly lick his pink tip. He groans and grabs your hair forcing you down on his cock, not all of the way but still enough to satisfy him. He obviously proved what he wanted so you start bobbing your head up and down on his cock. His head thrown back, his body being supported by one arm as the other holds your hair back. Your head moves faster, he’s close already because unknown to you, he was stroking himself through his boxers while his fingers were in your pussy, only stopping when he had to finish you off, using both hands.
You continued bobbing your head now hollowing out your cheeks and adding your other hand jerking him off when you lifted your head. “Fuck that feels so good, keep going baby” He says with closed eyes and his mouth hung open, breathy grunts leaving his mouth. You feel him getting close and increase your speed, almost pushing him over, that is until he grabs your head in between his hands and lifts you off of his dick. He pulls you up to his face, hooking your lips together. ���C'mon babe.” He says picking you up, you wrap your arms and legs around him. 
He brings you over to the head of the bed, he lines himself up with your entrance, until he suddenly stops, realizing something.  “Shit. condom.” He gets up off of the bed heading towards his jeans, knowing he has one in the pocket. “Geo wait” You say, causing him to halt his actions and look up at you. “I want to feel you. For real, not through some latex.” You say which makes him immediately drop his jeans, belt hitting the floor, as he climbs back on top of you, grabbing your chin and connecting your lips in another gentle kiss. He pulls back, lining you up with his dick and sliding himself in. Having to pause for a moment to let you adjust, but it’s taking everything in him to not ruin you right now.
“O-Ok you can move now” you say letting out a breath. He slowly pulls out of you, making eye contact with you as he re-enters, faster, harder. He continues building up speed, hands gripping onto your waist for dear life. One hand leaves your waist and pulls your hand up above your head, interlacing your fingers together while bringing his face down to yours, resting his cheek on yours. He stays there feeling your cheeks rub against one another, just listening to each other breathe out and moan. “That feels so good Georg, don’t stop, keep going, don’t stop.” You say in a breathy tone, so cockdrunk you aren’t even sure what you’re saying. “Oh I'm not gonna stop baby, not when I have you underneath me.” He responds, throwing your knee over his shoulder now thrusting at a new angle. He knows you’re close, now swirling his finger around your clit. You finally orgasm tensing up and moaning Georg’s name so loud he’s sure the rest of the band could hear it.
 “Just a little longer babe i'm so close, you’re so good for me, you’re so perfect.” He tells you trying to reach his high, you're overstimulated pussy pulsing as he continuously pounds into you. Sobs wreck your body and Georg wipes the few tears that fall down your cheeks. His hips stutter and he pulls out, cumming on your stomach, the hot liquid spurting all the way up to your boobs. He sits back on his thighs, both of you breathing extremely heavy. He leans over you and you pull his face down for your lips to meet in a long, slow, soft, kiss. Georg pulls back, climbing off the bed to get you a wet washcloth to clean you up. He comes back from the bathroom with the cloth and his underwear back on. He wipes your tender body gently, not wanting to hurt you. 
He drops the rag on the floor, grabbing his shirt for you to wear. Once you have it on he climbs onto the bed getting under the covers with you. Once your breathing returned back to normal you got the courage to ask him what you’d been wondering through the sex. “Georg” you said in a low tone, “yes?” he responds, feeling the need to also speak lowly. “I love you” you whisper, he barely caught it but when it processed his smile lifted and he grabbed your hand under the covers and whispered back, “I love you too”, he then leaned forward to kiss your forehead, then cheek, then nose, then peck your lips. 
When he pulled back you cuddled into him and you guys fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Acht Eimer Hühnerherzen - Kerosin
Kerosene  by Acht Eimer Hühnerherzen  (band name: eight buckets chicken hearts)
Between cars, and old fruits and defensive utopia
Between palaver and new rust
I shit on your lethargy
I'm rather waiting for the intercity bus
I don’t care where it goes
Until I know, what I have to do
Plays „Wind of Change“ for the 500th time
[Chorus]
I'm not made of rubber
Am made of styrofoam
When you try twisting me
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Am made of styrofoam
Am not so low-maintence
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Between sofas made of polyester
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Tagging no one but please feel free to answer when you stumble upon this post! :)
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