Written for image 14 for the April contest!
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In entertainment news, we’re here to discuss Astra Yao, who just did a live performance of a brand new single on Good Morning, Ridu. So many fans, young and old, were moved to tears, and it was such a delight to see that many light sticks in the studio. In case you missed it, we’d like to play the performance for you again. It’s such a treat for her oldest fans, as well as anyone who might be converted into an…”Astranaut!”
Astra opens the door and watches as Wise scrambles for the remote, pointing to the TV and lowering the volume. She smiles warmly, but embarrassment heats her cheeks. “How many times have you watched the performance?”
“I, uh, lost count. You are amazing out there!” Wise says. His fists ball excitedly, slamming down into his lap, and he perks up with the brightest grin. “And it seems that fans are already looking forward to the full release this Friday. Forums are full of theories for what kind of concepts you’ll have for the music video.”
She plops onto the spot next to Wise and lets her head fall onto his shoulder. Astra nuzzles against him, finding comfort in his presence. Performing takes a lot out of her. She holds Wise’s arm to her chest, and her fingers find his, locking between them. “I’m just glad to be home.”
Fans who kept up with Astra know what kind of place she lives in. A multi-million dollar penthouse property in the downtown area, fitting for a superstar of her caliber. With plenty of security to keep paparazzi and prying eyes away, she’s able to live as peacefully as her lifestyle allows. This is what fans would call her home.
But this couldn’t be further from the truth.
For Astra, home means being with Wise. Being by his side. Sleeping next to him. His arms wrapped around him. Even just having him nearby to hold her hand or to share meals with. Astra loves show business and everything about it. The fans are her life force. Making music, starring in movies and commercials? It’s all so much fun. But after the day is over, all she wants is to curl up with her boyfriend.
She pouts, grabbing the cushion on his lap and throwing it to the ground. Lowering herself, she takes the place of the pillow and looks up at Wise. Their joined hands rest over her stomach.
His attention wanders back to the TV. Astra hears her performance play in the background. There are small details she catches that most won’t, things to take note of for the next time she sings it live. Wise grins, but his eyes don’t reflect the same happiness.
“Wise? What’s wrong?”
“I would’ve loved watching this live, from backstage,” he admits solemnly, keeping his eyes on the screen. His grip on her hand wavers, but Astra tightens hers. “Sometimes, it’s lonely. Not being able to stand next to you for all your big moments.”
“You know we can’t be seen in public,” Astra laments, frowning. “All it takes is one picture for rumors to spread. Paparazzi, netizens–no one is going to leave you alone. They’ll find out everything they can about you, and your family too–”
“I know,” Wise insists. The corners of his lips curl downwards. “I get it. Part of me can’t help but imagine life if I were famous too. I could be someone people would believe is worthy to be with you. Not just some regular guy.”
“You’re not just some regular guy,” Astra tells him, sitting up, bringing her face next to his. “I love you. Not your net worth. Not your profession. I love your heart. Your kindness. The peace you bring to this chaotic, busy life.”
She taps his nose. “So give yourself more credit, okay?”
He nods, smiling finally. He breaths sharply, feeling her palm on his crotch. “What are you–”
“You’re not the only one who wishes you could come with me to events. I always miss you so much,” Astra says through the corner of her mouth. She plants a kiss on his lips. “So this is your reward for being so patient.”
Astra eases down to the ground in the spot Wise makes for her between his legs. Her eyes lock onto Wise’s, and she licks her lips while her hands work efficiently to remove his pants. She’s no stranger to multitasking–singing and dancing simultaneously–so this is no tough task.
Wise is hard already, and Astra watches him twitch. She looks over her shoulder at the TV, watching the video of her singing. Her hands wrap around him in the same way they grip the mic stand. “I was thinking of how you feel in my hand while I was singing earlier.”
“Shut up,” Wise says with a grin, cheeks tinted pink, “You did not.”
“You’re right,” Astra says between slow, eager laps along his shaft. “You’re much thicker.”
She presses a flattened tongue along the bottom of his length, licking along it until she reaches up to his tip. Her tongue flicks at the ridges of his head, and she teases him, wrapping her lips around him, sucking him before pulling off. A pout purses her lips. “Barely a reaction from you at all. Are you immune to the charms of superstar Astra Yao now?”
“Never,” Wise assures.
Astra removes her coat, letting it fall to the ground behind her. A hand takes Wise around his base, and strokes along him while her tongue licks along the side of his cock. “Can you imagine if people did know we were together? I’m sure they’d be jealous of you. I suck you off. You get to fuck my brains out.”
“So vulgar,” Wise teases. “Is that any way an idol should be talking?”
Astra sneers, swallowing him up for a few fast bobs of her head before gasping when she takes him from her mouth. “You know better than anyone that this idol isn’t as innocent as she presents in public.”
Wise moans as Astra takes his dick into her mouth again. Her hand twists, stroking up to meet her lips that glide up and down his shaft. He rests a hand on her head, pushing down slightly, and he feels the back of her throat.
She looks up at Wise, grinning at the way he mouths a curse under his breath. Turning around, she digs through her pocket and grabs her phone, humming to herself as she opens the camera. Her thumb presses the large, red “record” button, and she leans the phone against the couch’s armrest.
“Why are you doing that?” Wise asks when her mouth returns to suck and lick him. He winces when her hand tightens around him, stroking along his hardness.
“Whenever you feel like you aren’t good enough,” Astra starts, taking a break to lick along every ridge of his tip, “I want you to watch this video. To show just how much I want you.”
She throats him, taking him deep into her mouth. Her head bobs, and her hand twists around him, travelling up to her lips before tugging back down to his base. A gasp allows her to catch her breath, but it’s short-lived as she swallows him again. Her lips lock around him, sucking and slurping, and the lewd noises of his tip clashing with the back of her throat fill the room.
Astra glances over at the phone, and it encourages her to suck harder. She’s used to cameras. Her public image is everything. But the video she’s making with Wise is just for them to enjoy. In the safety of her home, she can be as scandalous as she wants. Astra’s a Pop Star. A movie star. But right now, she puts all her efforts into being a pornstar.
“Feels so good,” Wise groans. He holds her head, pushing further into her mouth. His eyes shut, and he grins, focusing on how good her mouth feels.
Astra feels her eyes water. Her mascara is likely dripping down her cheeks. She thinks of the press photos from today’s event. It takes hours to prep and get ready for that, but only a few minutes to ruin it completely. Not that Wise would mind one bit. He doesn’t desire perfection; only her.
She left poise, refinement, and class at the door when she walked in.
Astra lifts off Wise to breathe, and she pants, staring up at him. She peeks at his cock, watching the way he throbs, synced to every heavy breath of his. Her hands push her dress down her torso, and she leans in, licking his cock again. Her breasts rest on Wise’s thighs, feeling them quiver and quake as her tongue traces his shaft. With a few eager strokes, she taps him onto her tongue before sucking him.
A sweet taste finds her mouth. His pre-cum is always such a treat. Her mouth spreads whatever leaks out along his length. She takes him out of her mouth, admiring her work. Wise loves it when she’s sloppy, and his cock is absolutely covered in her saliva.
Astra grabs her breasts, wrapping them around his hardness. His breath hitches, and he throbs between her. She bounces on her knees, letting her breasts travel up and down his shaft. He glides so easily, and when she’s too tired to move, Wise takes initiative, squeezing her against him and thrusting between her.
His grip on her flesh tightens, and she sees his tip pulse. Astra opens her mouth. She wants him to make a mess over her. She wants him to leave pearly white sprayed all over her neck. She wants to taste his cum. The sight of his cock popping in and out of her cleavage is mesmerizing, and her eyes cross just trying to keep up.
Wise slides off the couch, joining Astra on his knees. He pulls her in for a needy kiss. Her lips are plump from constant sucking, and he loves the way they feel against him. Astra bites his lip, and he only kisses her deeper for it. In no time, his tongue enters her mouth, and he moans against her. “ I want you.”
Astra nods, and Wise shuffles around her, finding a place behind her and gently bending her over the couch. She widens her legs, just enough for Wise to slide in, and she feels his tip graze along her entrance. It moves slowly, dipping into her wetness. A frown finds her face as she looks at Wise over her shoulder. No fair. She needs him just as badly.
She reaches behind her to steady him before thrusting backwards onto his cock. A few bounces clap her ass against his thighs, and it’s just what she needs to sate her hungers. Hands hold her waist in place, and Wise takes control of the pace, thrusting deep, pinning Astra against the couch.
Astra feels his fingers grab onto her hair, and tingles grace her scalp when he tugs her head back. Her grin widens when he presses her flat against the couch cushion, facing her towards the camera.
With dozens of horror stories of sextape leak scandals from other idols, the sight of her body on display like this should frighten Astra. It does the opposite. It excites her, instead. Her pale skin glistens with sweat. Her ass ripples with every clash of their bodies. Her moans escape involuntarily, growing louder the longer Wise goes on.
“You look so pretty getting fucked,” Wise says, leaning down to kiss Astra’s back. His voice is feral, and he pumps harder, likely feeling the way she clenches around him. He reaches down to play with her clit, rubbing it to his tempo.
Astra turns her head to dig her forehead into the couch. Desperate moans escape as she tries to keep her composure. It’s no use. Her lips quiver. “Faster…fuck me faster.”
The grip on her hips tightens. She loves the applause when she’s performing on stage, but the claps of their bodies meeting is on a whole different level. She looks at herself on her phone. Flushed cheeks. A dumb smile. Eyes that can barely keep focus.
“So pretty,” Wise whispers, and it makes her grip him tighter as she pounds into her. His fingers keep swiping, and her toes curl, as if to scurry away.
Astra bites on her lip, and her eyes shut as the room nearly spins. A few more forceful thrusts and rubs of her clit cause her to curse on the couch. Her voice climbs, putting more strain on her throat than any high note could. A hand claws at the cushion in an attempt to keep her grounded, but her head is in the clouds while bliss spreads through her entire body. Her eyes roll back, and she feels drool drip from the corners of her mouth.
She grins as her head bounces against the back of the sofa with every hurried thrust from Wise. He doesn’t let up, going faster still, and she can only admire his stamina. Every deep stroke grinds against her walls, grazing her sweet spot, and his pace keeps the pleasure at the plateau.
Wise throbs inside her, and he groans before pulling out and stumbling to his feet. He takes his cock into his hand and strokes it quickly. Astra turns around to kneel, opening wide and presenting her tongue. Her eyes meet his, curling as she smiles, and she sees him bite his lip.
“Cum. Cum for me, Wise,” she says. It feels like begging, the way her voice whimpers, but she wants it. Anticipation grows as she watches every stroke of his cock.
His free hand rests on her cheek, rubbing it gently with his thumb, but his hold tightens to keep her in place. He grunts, spraying ropes across Astra’s face.
Astra sees white shoot up into her hair. Graze her cheek. She swats his hand away, letting her own replace it, and strokes him while her tongue rests against his pulsing cock. Whatever cum he has left dribbles and drips into her mouth. She grins at him, showing him her cum-covered tongue before moving to her phone. With a gulp, she swallows it down and waves to the camera before stopping the recording.
She stretches out along the couch, lying back, and letting out a deep exhale.
“I’m surprised you had enough energy to do that,” Wise says, speaking over the running water in the kitchen. He returns with a towel to wipe Astra’s face clean before kissing her forehead.
Astra wiggles her toes playfully. “My feet are tired. Maybe I can get a massage?”
Wise is happy to oblige, and his thumbs eagerly knead at stubborn knots and sore muscles. He makes conversation, mostly about how his day went, but they both go silent when Astra’s stomach growls. Wise stifles a laugh and pulls out his phone. “How about I order us some takeout?”
“I’m kind of in the mood for…steak,” Astra muses, tapping her lips.
His eyebrows furrow as he pulls the phone away to look at his bank account. “I think we can swing that. Get whatever you’d like. Um, maybe within reason?”
Astra giggles, taking his phone to browse through options
Wise brings his lips to her temples, kissing her softly. It’s a kiss that carries multiple meanings. Welcome home. Rest. I love you. He takes his place at the opposite side of the couch to continue massaging her feet.
There’s something about the way he says her name. He says it without the expectation of her public personas. With Wise, she doesn’t have to be Astra Yao, the singer. She doesn’t have to be Astra Yao, the actor.
With Wise, she can be just Astra. And it makes her unbelievably happy that that’s enough for him.
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