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I have a fic request if you’re taking them! You’re the fem dancer who performs the rain duet in the Magic Mike show in London and your lovely Moon boys go to watch your show as the supportive boyfriends they are. What happens when you get home?

Rain Dance / Moon Boys x fem!reader

Summary: You're a professional dancer helping Mike with his final surprise performance at The Rattigan, the money was just too good to refuse. Of course, you had prepared and pre-warned your boyfriends about the sensual and intimate nature of the dance being performed but they had been supportive of your role and wanted to come watch the final product of your hard work. After witnessing the dance you head home with your boyfriends, only to be in for a surprise of your own.

Warnings: 18+ NO MINORS SHOO. Descriptive sexual words and sentences, mentions of intimate, sexual, sensual, and consensual dance, jealousy and possessiveness, smut (unprotected p in v, soft!dom moon boys, spanking, choking, marking, female oral, praise kink) lmk if I missed anything.

Authors note: (SPOILERS! For the new Magic Mike Last Dance film). Absolutely 😍 oh I love this idea! I actually just finished watching Magic Mike Last Dance and loved it, so this idea is *mwah*. That scene was spicy and beautiful! 🥵😍 Thank you so much for requesting, it means a lot! 😁🥰 I hope that you like it and it turned out the way you wanted it to. Sorry it took so long, life and writers block have been kicking my ass fp 😅 Thank you for reading and enjoy! Liking, reblogging, and commenting really helps me out. Thank you.

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Never in your life did you think you would be performing a dance of this nature, something so raw, sensual, and intimate. It was something you never thought would happen outside of a relationship, minus the fact of having clothes on, being so up close and personal in someone's personal space and they you. But there was a part of you that wanted to prove to yourself, that you could do something like this and walk out a new woman who genuinely did something that mattered. And that was by helping Mike, so that he could prove himself and Maxandra also. Did it feel a little weird that she and your boyfriends would be watching you and Mike basically dance fuck with your clothes on? Yes, yes it did. But when it came down to it, it was just a job to you both.

The lead-up to the final dance was chaotic and stressful, with so many ups and downs but you all got there in the end. Granted you had come in last minute with little time to prep but Mike had his vision sorted and ready to go, you just needed to learn the choreography. With all your years of dance, you had found it profoundly difficult, having never done something so obscene and sexual before in dance but honestly? You were so excited about it. It was a new wonderful challenge to say you had overcome. And seeing the final product of what you had all achieved was spectacular and you couldn't wait for others to witness the greatness Mike had created.

When it came to the day of the performance, you were pent up with energy and nerves about the outcome and how your boyfriends would react. You were sure they would be proud of you and your ability as a performer but the dance itself? You weren't so sure. You were just hoping they wouldn't take it to heart. That they could see past the sexual aspect and understand how beautiful and artistic it truly was. You would be thinking of your boyfriends the whole time anyway. Not anyone else, because they were the desire of your dreams and life itself.

When the time for your performance was steadily yet quickly approaching, it was a lot to take in, you were nervous beyond belief. But your main goal was to make your loved ones proud of you, so whilst backstage, you rehearsed and prepped your dance as much as possible. You wanted everything to be flawless and beautiful, so mesmerising to watch that you couldn't take your eyes away. As you were stretching to loosen up your body for dancing, Mike came over. "You ready?" he asked with a cheeky smile that helped calm your nerves ever so slightly, you nodded with a smile.

As you approached the stage to begin, you felt your heart leap out of your chest. It always did before each performance, no matter how many you had done over the years. You spring into action, dancing methodically and passionately, putting all your feelings into each movement. You worked with Mike, not against him, letting each other guide the flow. Your bodies moved so naturally, with so much grace and beauty that you felt the overwhelming emotions that poured out of you. It reflected in your movements, in everything you did in that moment, and it truly made all the difference for the impact. You imagined your beloved, amazing boyfriends the whole time, envisioning the amazing passionate nights you spent between the sheets together. All the love and desire you felt for them, the way they made your body feel.

You kept your eyes on Mike the entire time, not wanting to break focus for even a second, too afraid of ruining the intensity of the performance. Each thrusting, pushing, flowing movement felt so raw and powerful, and yet vulnerable all at the same time. Your emotions and movements were in sync, working as one as well as with each other, it was a team effort. You felt the music flow through you as you transferred to the water part of your dance, the most sexual part. The dance was a mix between ballet, erotica, and freestyle dance. You could feel the audience holding their breaths as they watched you and Mike grind, touch, dance, and push at each other.

Each sultry touch of your bodies, each sensual movement, each intimate body part that ground against one another, enticed and pulled the raw emotions you wanted the crowd to feel. As if they were the lookers observing and assessing the voyeuristic lovemaking of a couple for all to see. It was perfect, every part and every moment, was something to marvel at and savour. You felt beautiful as you moved, hips and head tuned in with your sexual desires, you were lost in the passion.

When you came to, it took you a moment to realise it was over, that you were standing and walking from the stage. As soon as you were away from looking eyes, you finally felt like you could breathe again. As if breathing would have disrupt the dance and distract the audience from it. "Holy fuck! That was awesome, you did amazing!" Mike complimented with a large smile as you both walked into the dressing room. You smiled wide, "It was, wasn't it? You did so amazingly!" you felt unlike anything you ever had, it was hard to explain. You felt... beyond. You both laughed happily as you separated to dry off and get changed for the end of the show.

When you re-emerged, you looked for your boyfriends, not immediately seeing them. In your search, you noticed Mike and Maxandra had finally made up and were kissing. It made you smile, you were happy it had worked, that she seemed proud. And thankfully, not at all angry or unhappy. You noticed a dark figure to the side of Mike and smiled, immediately running towards them. "Hi," You whispered in his ear as you wrapped your arms tightly around your boyfriends. "Babe, you were amazing up there, was hard not to get jealous," Marc spoke huskily into your ear, placing a gentle kiss below your ear. You moan softly, "I was thinking of you three the whole time anyway, honey." you leant up and bit Marc's earlobe gently, earning you a delicious groan. His hand smacks your ass, leading you toward the exit. You smile, already knowing what was about to happen.

It didn't take you both long to get home, the drive was short and filled with many compliments that Marc relayed from your other two favourite men. You were blushing furiously and your panties were utterly drenched by the time you walked through the door. The anticipation was killing you, and the need for your boyfriends was insatiable. The second the door closed and the lock clicked, you were roughly pushed against it, a gasp managing to escape before Marc's lips were on yours. You both moan as your tongues explore one another's mouths, fighting for dominance.

You make quick work of removing each other's clothing, breathless gasps mingling between your only just separated lips, never too far from each other. Once naked, Marc picked you up one-handed and pressed you against the hard wooden door, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist to secure yourself. Tongues battled for dominance as Marc's hands grabbed at your ass, needing the soft plush skin in his hands. His hips ground into yours, cock rubbing perfectly through your dripping slit, allowing him to move so much easier. "Fuck baby, you are so wet already and I haven't even touched you yet." you moaned at his words, both listening to the obscene sounds of your wetness filling the quiet room.

"You're such a good girl for us love, you were amazing up there." you smiled, wondering whether you would see your other boyfriends tonight. "Steven" you breathlessly say as his mouth travels down to your neck. Your body was on fire, so pent up and got with the need built up in your body, you felt you could burst at any second. Especially with the way their cock was grinding oh so perfectly against your clit every time he thrust forward. You felt your back being removed from the stability of the door and landed on the soft duvet of your bed. You gasp at the soft impact, looking up at Steven whilst biting your lip, waiting for whatever they were willing to give you. "I'm going to show you just how jealous we were tonight my love," Steven announces with a seriousness you hadn't expected to come from him, it made you a little nervous but you trusted all three of them with your life.

"Have at it, sir," you smirk, knowing that name got Steven fired up. For Marc it was just his name, he didn't have a kink name that he liked to be called. Although, you did experimentally call him 'daddy' once and that really got him riled up. Jake liked to be called Pappi, naturally. It made it more fun in the bedroom, for each of them to have individual sexual preferences. Steven growled and latched his lips onto yours, kissing you as if it would be your last ever kiss. It made you completely breathless when he pulled away, and more so when you saw the look in his eyes. Pure lust and adoration, like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever laid his eyes upon. You watched as Steven moved lower, moving to your breasts, placing his mouth around your nipple as he played with the other in his hand.

You moan and writhe against the soft cotton duvet, gasps intermingling between as his lips continued to travel lower, down to where you needed them most. His hands glide across your skin as they follow his mouth, savouring every inch as if you were the sweetest thing he had ever tasted. The second Steven's tongue licked your clit, you were a goner, completely consumed with pleasure. "Oh, fuck, Steven." you gasp, head thrown back and eyes rolling. Your body takes a mind of its own, your hips thrusting gently into Steven's face, trying to desperately chase your high. Needing that sweet release more than air itself.

You could feel your high quickly approaching from Steven's tongue alone. He was that good. He knew exactly how to please you and what to do, all from your body alone. As soon as Steven added two fingers into you, you were done, coming hard. You cried out as your head threw back once again, eyes rolling back into your head as Steven rode you through the pleasure of your high. He kept going even after you had finished and had been licked clean, overstimulating you to sensitivity. You giggle with a gasp as your body spasmed, gently pushing his head away. You look behind you to see the mirror pointed to face the bed, knowing Marc and Jake are watching you intently, probably with large smirks on their faces as they spoke to Steven.

You smirk, biting your lip, "Enjoy the show boys?" you question breathlessly, a teasing tone to your voice as you turn back to look at Steven. "We absolutely did princesa." Jake groaned as you pulled him down to press your lips to his, your hand tracing slowly down his body until you landed on his cock. You stroked his cock slowly, wanting to please them the way that Steven had pleased you. Jake groaned loudly, mouth open against yours, both breathing deeply. "Fuck, baby." Jake moaned before kissing you passionately.

Jake pushes your hand away gently and lines himself with your entrance. He slowly drags the head of his cock back and forth your slit, spreading your wetness around. Jake made sure to bump your clit every time he dragged his cock up, enjoying watching you gasp and twitch from sensitivity. After teasing you for a bit, Jake got fed up and gently entered you without warning. He kept slowly entering you until he was flush inside of you, giving you a moment to adjust to his size and the familiar stretch.

"Jesús bebé, te sientes tan bien" Jake groaned as he started moving, quickly building a steady pace that had you moaning in seconds. As Jake thrust into you, his hand wrapped around your neck, applying just enough pressure. "You're mine," Jake paused, looked to the mirror and rolled his eyes, "ours." He corrected with a grunt. "Yours." You gasp, wrapping your legs around his waist, wanting them as close as possible.

You felt Jake stiffen and hear Marc's voice take over, making you smile. "Fuck baby, you feel too good." Marc's lips attached to your neck, kissing and sucking the delicate skin, no doubt leaving marks in his path. There was an odd sense of joy you got out of your boys feeling jealous and slightly possessive, it made for the sex to be all the more amazing. Suddenly Marc pulls out of you, flips you over and directs you to go on all fours, facing the mirror perfectly. You both moan loudly as he re-enters you without issue, fucking you slowly to begin.

Marc without wanting begins to fuck you, hard, into the mattress. You gasp while moaning, mouth open wide as he enters you nice and deep, hitting that sweet spot inside you that had that familiar knot tightening in moments. Marc's palm collides with your ass, one on each side, "that's our girl." he groans. The bed rocks with the force of his thrusts, mixed with the obscene and wet noises you were both making. You feel yourself getting close, "That's it, come for me, baby. Give them a show." Marc whispers against your ear before giving you the fucking of your life.

You scream in ecstasy as your high hits you like a train, the pleasure so intense that your arms gave out and you flopped onto the bed. Marc came seconds later, stilling as he released his seed inside of you. He collapsed next to you, both breathing heavily and feeling like jello. You turn to face Marc with a sleepy smile on your face, your hand gently pushing his loose damp curls off his forehead. "I should make you guys jealous more often if I get fucked like that." you joked with a giggle, leaning in to kiss him. Suddenly you were on your back again and your boyfriends hard dick poked into your stomach, "good thing then because we aren't done with you yet." Steven's voice alerted, making you squeal.

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