Mocking Dick 14

You hadn’t even had the thought of today’s schedule in your mind. Since last night at karaoke, you’d been swamped with thoughts of Rich.

However, you still needed to get ready for your photo ops. It turned out you would get your own pictures, because of how new your character was.

You groan, rolling over in the bed just as a ringing sound startles you. Your phone is lit up with the name of your helper from Creation.

You sigh and answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Ms. Y/n, I’m sorry if this changes anything, but Matt won’t be able to make his photo ops, so we have traded yours and his spots. You’ll now be with Richard and Rob at 12:30.”

Not only could you not get your mind off of Rich, but now you had to take photos with him. You’re so very thankful that Rob will be there, too, or else the fans were going to enjoy some very thick tension.

“Thank you for letting me know. I’ll be down in the green room soon.”

You end the call and run a stressed hand through your hair. This was going to take all the self control you had. It was almost as if the universe was testing you.

–

Two cups of coffee and a breakfast bar later barely woke you up enough to head downstairs. Everyone must have been awake already, just by how many people you could hear in the room.

You groan from tiredness and walk inside.

Your first reaction is to find the couch and lay down. Taking a nap, though you just woke up, sounded great.

Rich peers over at you as soon as you stepped foot in the room. He wanders over and wears a big grin on his face.

“It’s too early for this, Speight. I need to mentally prepare myself for the damn photo ops mix up.”

Rich feigns a questioning look, “Mix up?”

You open your mouth to answer, just as a body moves in the corner of your eye. You glance over to see it’s Matt, wide awake and definitely not going to be late for any photo ops.

You immediately gaze back at Rich, who’s smile has gotten bigger and turned into a smirk.

“Richard… I swear, if this was your doing,” you huff.

The only response you get it an eyebrow wiggle before he saunters away.

Boy, was he frustrating.

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Mocking Dick 13

“Thank you, Chicago!” You shouted, handing the microphone to Rob and sauntering off stage.

The feeling in your body made you want to run laps around the building, go places, do things. The adrenaline pumping through your veins had you all sorts of excited. It was like a drug that you always wanted to feel the affects of.

You cooled off behind the stage, unaware of the things happening on the other side of the curtain. Stepping away from the microphone felt like a breath of fresh air, but the way you felt on stage was addicting. No wonder Rich and Rob always had no problem hosting.

Rich.

How had he felt during your preformance? Surely he was teasing you with the song choice, so you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

The only issue was: you needed him. And by your calculations, you wouldn’t be able to have him till this convention was over. To top it off, the con still had 3 more days to go.

You sighed drastically, running a hand over your face.

What had you gotten yourself into?

Your thoughts stray away from you as a roar of applause sounds from the other side. Only moments later do Rich, Rob, and the rest of the actors pile backstage.

Rich’s eyes are immediately glued to you, though he carries on a conversation with Briana. You feel bolder under his gaze; gosh, you want that man in your bed.

The actor finishes his discussion with Briana, giving her a small smile and a nod. Now there’s nothing in the way of getting to you.

He approaches you with a sly grin.

“How’d you like the song?”

You hum lightly as a response, before replying, “Loved it, Richie. How’d you like watching me?”

Rich’s mouth quivers the slightest bit and his face turns a pink color. He should have known you would notice his staring. He slowly leans down next to your ear; you feel the breath from his lips tickle the side of your head.

“Three more days, and I’ll have you screaming my name,” Rich whispers huskily, pulling away before anyone in the room saw anything suspicious.

You clear your throat, finally feeling the adrenaline die down as his words seep into your brain.

Three more tortuous, painstakingly-long, days.

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Mocking Dick 12

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“C’mon, Y/n,” Rich purred into the microphone. The audience roared with applause; you wouldn’t be able to live this down.

You sucked in a breath of air before pulling yourself up from your chair and walking out onto stage. With a few waves to the fans, you sauntered over to Rich.

It was almost like no one else was on the stage besides you two.

“You called, Speight?”

Your on-stage personality was very snarky and sarcastic, especially with Rich. The crowd found it hilarious.

“Sure did. I saw you backstage and figured I’d get you out here. Since it’s your first time, we chose a song for you!”

He was way too excited for whatever song was about to make you look foolish.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” the actor grinned mischievously, placing a microphone in your hands, “Have some fun with this one.”

Your throat tightened momentarily before you took a solid breath of air and nodded for the music to began.

You knew the song as soon as the beat started playing. In your head, you were silently cursing Rich to no end.

With one swift movement, the microphone is brought to your mouth and you recite the words by heart. Your hips and body sway sensually with the lyrics.

I’m bringin’ sexy back (yeah)

Them other boys don’t know how to act (yeah)

I think it’s special, what’s behind your back (yeah)

So turn around and I’ll pick up the slack (yeah)

The words came out almost like a promise. It was hard not to lock eyes with Rich the entire song, but you were able to catch glances of him looking at you. That just egged you on further.

Dirty babe

You see these shackles, baby

I’m your slave

I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave

It’s just that no one makes me feel this way

Your tongue darted out to wet the outside of your lips. The eyes boring holes into the back of your head made you smirk.

Come here, girl (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Come to the back (go ‘head, be gone with it)

VIP (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Drinks on me (go ‘head, be gone with it)

You see what you’re twerking with (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Look at those hips (go ‘head be gone with it)

All you could think of was having Rich’s hands on your hips, moving with you.

You make me smile (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Go ‘head, child (go ‘head, be gone with it)

And get your sexy on (go ‘head, be gone with it)

You exhaled, laughing a bit at the end. The fans cheered like crazy for your performance. And judging by the way Rich was looking at you, they weren’t the only ones who enjoyed it.

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Mocking Dick (10)

Warnings: Suggestive stuff, not smut but hints at it, don’t read if that triggers or offends you, or makes you uncomfortable

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Your photo ops seemed to take forever, since you had the thoughts of what Rich said in the back of your mind constantly.

As soon as the last fan left the room, you said a quick farewell to Misha and bolted for the green room. The guys would be getting ready for their panel in there.

You hoped to get a word or twenty in with Richard before he had to leave.

With how fast you were walking, you were able to reach the green room in about five minutes, give or take a few.

Your eyes avert over to Rich who’s getting his things situated. He’s been looking at you ever since you entered the room.

You smile gently and motion him over, to which he complies.

“Do we have time to talk?”

Rich glances down at his wristwatch and nods.

“We’ve got a few minutes.”

“Alright, then answer me this. Where were you? We… I was worried sick.”

His lips twitch into a faint smile as he chuckles.

“I, uh, it’s kinda stupid, now that I think back on it.”

Well now you’re intrigued.

His voice grew close to a whisper and he leaned into your ear.

“I just told Rob and everyone that I got drunk and stayed at another hotel down the road. The hotel part was true. I got another hotel after I talked to you because I was afraid of my self-control. Your advances were enticing and I couldn’t get you out of my head… so I had to improvise. Relieve some stress, in one way or another.”

Your cheeks flushed a bright reddish-pink at even the slightest thought of Rich thinking about you while he jerked off. He’s scared everyone into thinking he was missing because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

Rich continued, “I’m sorry that I worried everyone, but I can’t handle myself around you.”

He pulled away with a slight smirk on his bearded face that caused too many thoughts to stew around in your head.

“I-uh,” you can’t help stuttering just a bit because of his confession, “The things I did and said while drunk were thoughts I’ve had sober. All this time and I was thinking you were teasing me to be funny.”

Rich bit his lip and shook his head. Then his eyes widened in realization.

“That’s why you wouldn’t talk to me? Jesus, Y/N, if I would’ve known…”

“It’s fine, but now I have to think about what you told me all through karaoke,” you felt a sudden boost of confidence and leaned to whisper in his ear, “I’ll just think about all the stuff you’d do to me if we were alone.”

You stalked off to let the rest of the actors get ready, with a slightly aroused Dick left behind you. Your last words seemed a good enough comment for Rich to be interested and for this little game to begin.

It was on.

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Mocking Dick (9)

Your question sat between the two of you for a moment before the air grew unsteady.

Everyone in the room either knew something was up between you and Rich or had figured out the whole story anyways.

“Did I miss something?” You inquired, slowly glancing to the side to see the stares of your fellow castmates.

A hand landed on your wrist and Rich leaned in closer to you.

“Can we talk in the hall?”

His whisper sent chills through your body.

The room filled with talking and laughing once again as you and Rich silently slipped out the door. You leaned against the wall, arms folded.

Rich cleared his throat, “Do you remember anything that happened last night?”

You couldn’t help but groan at his question.

“What does this have to do with where you were?”

“It does, I promise. Hear me out.”

You nod reluctantly and motion for him to continue.

“I saw your texts from this morning. You really don’t have any recollection of what happened?”

You shake your head. “Other than doing tequila shots with Briana, not much after that. Why?”

Rich bites his lip. “You… you kissed me.”

It suddenly got very quiet around the two of you. You’re frozen in place, automatically traumatized by your drunken actions.

“I-I did?” You manage to stammer out.

“Yeah, and I pushed you away.”

You could have started crying right then an there. In your drunk state, you’d managed to give away your feelings and now you were learning that he didn’t reciprocate them.

Your voice is barely above a whisper, “That’s understandable.”

Rich sighs and anxiously runs his fingers through his hair. “No, it wasn’t. The reason I pushed you away was because I didn’t want to take advantage of you. You were drunk and not in your right mind. I just couldn’t do that to you not knowing how you’d feel the next day.”

A moment of silence passed before you opened your mouth to speak. With almost perfect timing, the green room’s door creaks and your handler sticks her head out.

“Oh, sorry, Y/n, but you’ve got photo ops with Misha in 15 minutes,” she pops her head back inside as a few people file out of the room.

You glance expectantly at Rich, who seems irritated at the interruption.

“We can talk later. After photo ops?”

Rich casually shakes his head. “I’ve got to get ready for karaoke right after. What about after that?”

You can hear the bussle of the other actors exiting the room so you quickly nod and turn to get to where you were needed.

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Mocking Dick (8)

You immediately felt a wave of disbelief rush through you as the officer left. None of this could be happening.

Briana and Kim had ceased their conversation to join you. Their faces lit up for the first time today as they quickly started talking.

You held a hand up to stop them.

“One at a time, please. This headache is raging and it’s hard enough to understand what is going on.”

Kim motioned for Briana to speak.

“They found him, Y/n! They found Rich!”

The sense of panic in your system left at the sound of those words. He was safe, and you’d have to talk to him soon enough. There were no longer any nerves about seeing him; you were just worried.

“W-where? Where is he?”

Kim pulled out her phone, sending a fast text to Rob, who hadn’t stopped looking for his best friend since he was reported missing.

Meanwhile, Briana eased you over to the couch, trying to calm you down.

“We’ll find out and tell you, but right now, you need to sit down. Maybe sleep off that hangover.”

You frowned, but complied because a nap sounded pretty good right now, even if you had just woken up an hour or two ago. You sunk back into the leather couch and immediately felt yourself dozing off. Rich would be there when you woke up, and that thought sent you into sleep.

–

A pair of hands shook your shoulders and awoke you from your sleep. The sounds of people talking in the background were enough to fully wake you.

“What,” you groaned, trying to shake off that sleepy haze. Your eyes opened quickly at the realization that Rich was most likely back.

“He’s over talking to Rob and Matt,” a voice, probably Kim’s, whispered to you.

Those words had you standing up and pinpointing exactly where Rich was. You saw his messy hair, clothes from the night before, and a tired look in his eyes.

You would figure out what happened later. What you first did really was a blur, but one secons you were by the couch and the next, you were hugging him.

Rich practically jumped in surprise. He didn’t think your first interaction with him would be this.

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and felt his eventually snake around your waist. The two of you stayed together for awhile before you pulled away.

“You scared the hell out of me! What happened?”

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