SABRINA CARPENTER Performing In Nyc (09/29/24)

Raegan chuckled at his answer, the sound of his voice becoming all breathy stirred an itch deep inside of her. A small moan escaped her own lips when his hips met hers; no doubt a calculated move to get the upper hand. She loved torturing him that was true, but it was all games stopped when he did it back to her. Her gaze followed his as he took her hand and led it down to the waist band of his jeans. Her fingers making quick work of the button and zipper as he playfully chastised her for behavior she’d never change. Raegan’s mouth was on his after he asked if she was evil, her lips passionately melding with his as she reached her hand into his jeans and boxers. Smiling against his lips, her fingers idly caressing his length. “You love it.” she giggled before a moan escaped her lips instead once he bit down on her collarbone. She loved getting him this way, it didn’t matter that she always felt like the only girl in the world when she was with him regardless. Having him vulnerable in this way for her was more than she could wrap her little blonde head around. His mouth continued to roam her chest and the soft flesh above cups of her bra as she continued to stroke him. “I want you so bad right now…” the words tumbling from her lips before they crashed against his again. Feverishly tasting him as she tried to pull the remainder of his bottoms off. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

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sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine

*gay panic*

Even though he was already getting what he wanted he still teased her, prolonging their pleasure however he saw fit. The female had never been like this with anyone else, anyone else was also so disappointing. She gave them parts of herself, they shared them with other women, always the same. This felt different, having the understanding she did with him was very important. I mean here she was after work his hands performing the most delicate ministrations on her clit; her head was empty. When he asked to hear her beg again, she begged, she would do whatever as long as he was going to allow her to cum. She often got lost in him this way, the infliction of his voice, the way his hot sweet breath mixed with her own… it was almost too much. 

By the time he stopped his torture and scooped her up in his arms sweetly she had been close to her first orgasm. As she looked up into his eyes she couldn’t help but reward him with a giddy grin. Vincent’s proclamation was felt exactly where it wanted it to. His words went right to her core, she was so unbelievably  turned on she couldn’t function.  She licked her pink lips as she hung on every word. Once he kicked the exit door open her car was waiting like she said. The driver having somehow kept her fans from learning his location. He quickly ushered them into the back and closed the door for them. Once he started to slowly pull out of the alley behind the stadium Raegan’s head slowly turned to face him. “What’s that look on your face?” She asked reaching between them to grab the small remote sitting there. Her manicured finger hovering over the ‘close button’. “Martin, just keep driving.” She instructed her driver calmly before closing the portion.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

❀ SABRINA CARPENTER short 'n' sweet tour | september 23, 2024

reminding that going outside is worth it because sometimes there is a cat

“When is a monster not a monster?

Oh, when you love it.

Oh when you used to sing it to sleep."

 - Caitlyn Siehl, from Start Here

Image: Bones And All (2022)

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