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Author: ruthiestump a.k.a me. :)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: SEX. Fictional bathroom SEX
Disclaimer: This is FICTION which means it's fake.
Summary: Karina is minding her business when someone she seems to recognize catches her eye. When she realizes that the guy is Spencer Smith from Panic! at the disco, she gives him a good time before he has to go.



Karina’s brown eyes traveled along the string of sweaty dancing bodies while stirring the ice cubes that chilled her pink drink. She sighed as she watched her new friends dance on the dance floor and felt the familiar feeling of loneliness sink in. She used her napkin to wipe away the sweat that was pooling around the base of her throat and sat back against the leather couch.

“This club needs to get some air conditioning or something.”

Karina muttered to herself, placing her ice cold drink on her chest. She smiled at the refreshing sensation and moved the glass toward her forehead, leaving a trail of cold water on her skin.

“Oh my God,” One of Karina’s friends exclaimed when they all headed toward their seats drenched with sweat, laughing. “Karina, you should have danced with us.” It was Julie, the closest friend Karina had during her 2 months in college. Karina smiled at Julie and her friends, lifting up her feet to them.

“Feet hurt.” She yelled over the pounding music, taking a sip of her drink finishing it. Her friends started to talk about guys in the class, something Karina could really care less about. She was watching the dancers when a waiter appeared by her side, a pink drink identical to the one she had just finished balancing on a tray. The waiter smiled as he placed the drink on the table before her.

“The gentlemen in the gray t-shit sent this over.”  The waiter pointed out the man in the far left corner of the club. The man, with what looked like a dark blonde beard and long dark blonde hair, smiled her way making her blush.

“Oh! He is so cute!” Julie exclaimed, scaring her friend. Karina didn’t know that Julie or her friends were paying attention to her and blushed even harder.

“Do you think I should go over there and thank him for the drink?” Karina asked Julie, her brown eyes not moving from the seemingly familiar male. Even in the darkness of the club, Karina could see the man’s piercing blue eyes.

“He looks familiar.” She mumbled, trying hard to place him. English class? No. How about yoga? No, I don’t even take yoga. Karina pondered, doing her best to find out who this guy is.

“What are you waiting for? One of Julie’s friend chimed in. “Go over there.”

The girls pulled and tugged Karina to her feet and slightly pushed her toward the guy’s table. Karina bit her cheek to hold back her smile and she kept her eyes on the floor instead of the man. She reached her destination quickly and let out a loud ‘Hi!’ so she could be heard over the music. He replied back with a loud ‘Hi’ of his own which made Karina look up from her hands. That voice, his voice, sounded so familiar. Just from the greeting she was in love with the deep masculine tone, just like the first time she heard it, but from where?

Her brown eyes caught most of the man’s familiar figure. His long blonde/brownish hair covered his forehead and the frame of his face. His cheeks were just a bit chubby and a growing beard covered his chin making him resemble a teddy bear. The man smiled as he moved closer to her side talking into her ear. 

“I’m Spencer,” The guy told her and Karina finally figured out where she knows this guy from.

He’s the drummer of one of her favorite bands back in high school ‘Panic! At The Disco.’ Karina mentally kicked herself for not recognizing that Spencer Smith, THE Spencer Smith, was flirting with her. “ 

What’s your name beautiful?” Spencer knocked Karina back into reality and she smiled at the fact that he called her beautiful.

“Karina. Tell me,” She started, not losing her opportunity to talk to Spencer. “What are you doing around here? I mean, I haven’t seen you around. I would have remembered you.”

Spencer laughed, showing off his pearly white teeth. “I’m actually here on business. Today’s the last day I can have some fun before I need to leave tomorrow.” He took a small sip of his beer, his eyes never leaving Karina’s.

“You have to leave tomorrow?” She asked, her voice containing just a bit of lust.

Spencer’s smirk grew behind the opening of the beer bottle. Karina took a chance and glanced down at Spencer’s skinny jeans. The black piece of clothing was showing off Spencer’s form and curves but a big bulge was straining against the fabric. Karina smiled to herself and kept the conversation going.

“What kind of business do you do?” She took a sip of the pink drink Spencer had sent, wondering if wrapping her lips around the short thin white straw sensually would get Spencer’s attention. Karina cheered on the inside when she saw Spencer’s eyes zero in on her lips and the straw. He also confirmed her thoughts by stuttering his next answer.

“M-m-music.”

“Music huh? Are you a bug time producer?”

Spencer shook his head, tearing his vision from Karina’s lips and stared into her eyes. “I’m in a band actually.”

“You probably say that to all the girls.” She teased, moving just a bit closer to the man next to her. Spencer laughed and Karina almost melted.

“I say it because it’s true.”

Spencer laid his hand on top of Karina’s, making a contrast on whit his white skin and her dark skin. Karina bit her bottom lip noting that Spencer was watching her lips again.

“Let me guess, you play drums.” She told him, letting her Panic! At The Disco knowledge show. Spencer raised an eyebrow at her.

“How did you know?” He questioned. Karina’s heart skipped a beat and she hated the way Spencer looked at her; like a pathetic groupie. Karina’s brain was scrambled with fear but she got hr thoughts back together in an instant.

“I got it right?” She exclaimed. “You had to be a drummer because of your arms.” Karina placed her hand on Spencer’s arms, squeezing his muscle. “So muscular. Drummers are always my favorite. They never get any love.” She muttered all of this loudly all while stroking Spencer’s arm. 

Karina could hear Spencer’s erratic breathing and she lifted up her eyes to see Spencer right above her. ‘If he kisses me, I will die.’ She thought, noticing Spencer’s hand’s sliding around her waist. Karina was the one who pressed their lips together, not patient for the man to take the lead. Her arms snaked around Spencer’s neck as his hold tightened around Karina’s waist. She felt his bulge through her short dress and rubbed against it. He slipped in his tongue into her mouth wrestling with her tongue all while his hands moved down and cupped her ass.  Karina moaned as he squeezed his cheeks and rotated his hips grinding on her.

“Fuck.” Spencer says as he pulled away. “Sorry if I went too far.”

Karina whined a little before bringing Spencer back to her lips. She dug her fingernails into Spencer’s shoulders but pulled away to pull him into the men’s bathroom. The restroom was empty when they entered and Karina locked the door. It didn’t take long for Spencer to attach himself to Karina’s lips again, his hands lifting her up from the floor, pinning her on the metallic door. She wrapped her legs around his waist and was too busy devouring his lips to notice that he moved them towards the sink counter until he placed her on it. With his hips bucking into her involuntarily, Spencer pulled away to control his breathing.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Spencer breathed, eyeballing the condom dispenser mounted on the wall next to them. 

Karina hitched up her dress, pulling the fabric up and over her head and stroked Spencer through his jeans. “You said you wanted to have some fun, didn’t you?” She asked. 

He tried to hold back his moan but failed miserably. He dug out a quarter from his back pocket, dropped it in the condom dispenser and hurriedly took the condom and ripped it open. All the while, Karina unbuckled Spencer’s belt and jeans, pulling both his pants and boxers around his knees. She curled his hand around Spencer’s erect dick, her hand stroking Spencer slowly, slowly building up tempo. Spencer moaned on contact, his hips moving forward wanting to feel more heat.

“Fuck.” Spencer moaned, resting his head on Karina’s shoulder.

His teeth dug into his bottom lip as she swiped her thumb over Spencer’s head, wiping away the pre-cum that was leaking out.

“I want you inside me.” She breathed into his ear, feeling her heat grow in between her legs.

Spencer slid out of her hand slowly and placed on condom. His hands slid their way up her hips, his fingers peeling off her underwear and dropping her panties near the dress on the floor. He grabbed hold of her thighs and slid her toward him, finally entering through her wet slit and penetrated her. They both moaned at the wonderful sensation and Karina cursed when Spencer pulled out of her.

“God,” She breathed when he plunged back into her. “Harder.” She whined.

Karina’s legs wrapped around Spencer’s waist so that his thrusts weren’t so far apart. Her fingers curled around Spencer’s chin once he found a pleasurable rhythm. She sloppily pressed their lips together, kissing him. Spencer didn’t stop his rhythm but his left hand left her hip and caressed her cheek as they kissed. Karina moaned in surprise when she felt Spencer’s right hand slide down her hip to the inside her thigh and felt his thumb rubbing her clit.

“Mmmmm…. Fuck!”

She exclaimed as she pulled away from Spencer’s lips, accidentally dragging her teeth on his bottom lip. He didn’t mind though, he loved it. He smiled seeing Karina arch her back at the movements of his thumb. He quickly removed his hand from her button and wiped away the droplets of sweat on his forehead. That action only took about two seconds so Spencer was kind of at a loss when he felt Karina’s fingers wrapped around his balls. 

“Shit!”

Karina smiled and bucked her hips into him reminding him that he was still in her. Loud moans and grunts filled the bathroom, echoing off the tiles and filling in their ears. It was Karina who came first, muttering Spencer’s name over and over again. Spencer didn’t waste any time coming right after her. Spencer pulled out of her and helped her off of the sink counter, helping her on her temporarily wobbly legs. They got dressed and walked out of the mens bathroom with one of Spencer’s hand on her waist. The loud pounding music was a weird transition from the clear moans of the bathroom and they decided to leave the club. 

“So,” Karina started wondering why she was shy all of a sudden. “Did you have fun on your last night here?” Spencer smiled down at her as before leaning down to kiss her.

“Of course.” 

Karina smiled too. A high pitched beeping suddenly emitted from Spencer’s wristwatch, the bright red numbers ‘2:15’ flashing brightly 

‘Fuck!” He cursed under his breath when he shut off his alarm. “I have to go back to the hotel.” Spencer frowned as he told her. “I really don’t want to leave you.” 

Karina’s heart seemed to swell up at the words and she was wearing an idiotic grin before she could stop it.

“You are really sweet.” She told him.

Karina kissed him gently on the lips, a meaningful one, a kiss they haven’t done yet. They pulled away, Spencer sporting an idiotic grin of his own.

“Can I get your number?” He asked with his smile still intact.

They exchanged numbers and right after Spencer saved hers, his phone rang. He sighed when he looked at his phone and answered it.

“Sorry, it’s my band mate.” He excused himself but before he could greet his friend and lead singer, Karina started to walk towards the club.

“It’s alright. I have to meet my friends anyway. I’ll call you later and tell Brendon I said ‘hi’ for me.”

Spencer nodded and said his goodbyes before he returned to his phone. It took one second to register that he never told her what band he was in or that Brendon was on the phone. He looked back at her with wide blue eyes and Karina smiled at him before blowing him a kiss. She slipped inside into the club again and found Julie sitting on the couch. Karina plopped down right next to her.

“Oh! Well hi there Miss. My feet hurt.” Julie exclaimed when she saw her friend. “Did your feet hurt when you were in the bathroom with that guy or did he lift you off them?”

Karina didn’t answer her but gave her a really wide grin. Julie took that as her answer.

“Wow, you are so freaky.”

Karina shrugged at her friend. “I had my reasons. Can you lend me your phone? I need to tweet someone.”