“You heading home after this, bro?”

Brian lit up his Marlboro between his lips as he watched Jason stowed away his worn out pinstriped Schecter inside its case. He made a small footnote inside his head to get a new one after this tour ends.

“Yeah.” He inhaled deeply and blew out the smoke, answering him in a lazy tone. “Been on the road for too long.”

“I know what you mean. I miss my bed.” Jason locked the case carefully and made sure that everything was secured. Brian chuckled at his point. He missed his bed too, but what he missed the most is what’s on the bed itself.

His girl, Cheyenne.

Tonight will be their 2nd year anniversary. He has to get home. He missed her gray eyes, and her full red lips, he even dreamt about them every night during the tour. Just before they went on this tour all over US, he had a fight with her. Not really a big fight, just a small drab about who’s going to look after Pinkly while he’s on the road. He understands that she had to balance between her part time job as a guitar instructor and her music study in college. But it was partly her fault too; she had spoiled that Maltese forever, that dog couldn’t bear being apart with her.

As he walked back to the bus, he kept trying to call her but she didn’t pick up. Worry crept up all over his body, thinking that something might have happened to her.

Hey, Cheyenne here. I’m busy doing – Brian don’t, get off me! I’m trying to make a voicemail! Ooh not there! BEEP.

Brian shut his eyes remembering those silly moments. Cheyenne was trying to record a voicemail into her phone and he decided to bite the corner of her jaw from behind. He loved seeing her react when he touched that spot. That voicemail remained like that in the end.

God, I missed her so much.

He went into the bus and to his surprise, nobody was there. Not even Arin, the new kid. Arin had always been the one to wait for him everytime they decided to go bar hopping or just get drunk somewhere. But there wasn’t anyone here.

He cancelled his cell on Cheyenne and dialed Zacky’s number.

“Yo.”
“Zack, where are you guys?”
“Jason didn’t tell you? We’re at Roulette. Friday night tonight baby! Happy hour – uh, but where are you?”
“I’m in the fucking bus, where else?”
“What are you doing there?”
“What do you mean what am I doing here? I thought we’re gonna head home?”
“We will, in about – two hours?”
“Shit. I have to get home. Chey didn’t pick up her cell.”
“Ugh. You and your paranoia. She’s fine! Come hang with us, you know you want to.”
“Seriously I gotta get home. I’ve been trying to call her for two days straight already!”
“Brian for the love of God, stop worrying your ass off and come here!”
Brian paused for a while. He was deciding whether to just let this go and join them or make a spontaneous action of ditching these guys and just fly home.

Dude?”
He forgot that Zacky was still on the line.
“I’m going home. She’s expecting me.”

Without waiting for Zacky to answer him, he just hung up. He can already picture Zacky cursing over his phone because he hated people just hanging up on him like that.

The last time he talked to Cheyenne was two days ago and she seemed okay. Ranting on and on about her course work, and about one of her student just snapped her guitar string without saying sorry. Brian didn’t mind listening to her story. His exhaustion vaporized into thin air everytime he heard her voice. Now he would give anything to have that chance again.

After he was done packing his stuff, which was not really too much – he hailed a taxi cab and headed for the airport. In his heart he prayed that nothing will happen to Cheyenne because not answering his call for two days was considered as a serious case to him.

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“Chey?”

Brian called upon the dark house right after he opened the door. He frowned in confusion, but a pang of panic stirred across his stomach as he assumed that she might be in danger. It hadn’t even occurred to him that maybe Cheyenne was still at her college or even going out with some friends. He just rushed inside, dragging along his luggage and closed the big glass door behind him.

“Cheyenne, baby?”

The house was awfully quiet. It didn’t even have Pinkly’s bark echoed everywhere and he became even more anxious. As he stepped on the stairs to head for his bedroom, he noticed a small note on the marble rail – he picked it up and read.

The first time we met. Your brown eyes caught my gray ones.

That was all on the note. Brian frowned, but at the same time his mind peeled back to the past.

Exactly 2 years ago, he was attending a NAMM event where at the same time he launched his Hellwin custom made amplifiers there. Despite the hectic responds from the crowd, his eyes froze on the sight of a girl who stood by one of his amplifiers with her hands across her chest.

Her long dark brown wavy hair fell effortlessly to her breasts, making his eyes arched to that direction. A familiar tag hung by her neck, indicating that she was one of the crew there. Brian had been attending NAMM for as long as he can remember but he had never seen her before. The girl noticed that he was looking at her and slowly her red lips curved up into a smile from afar. His heart pounding like a thunder and he didn’t even know why.

The first time we kissed. We were drenched.

Brian picked up yet another note on the stairs.

He chuckled at it. Ah yes. Their first kiss. Of course he remembered it. To him it happened just like it was yesterday.

They were having a party at his house and he invited her – now that they have known each other for a couple of weeks after NAMM, he wanted the band to meet her. As he thought, the guys like her at once. She was easy to befriend with, and because she played guitar too, they all clicked instantly.

Johnny was the mastermind behind their first kiss. Brian was nervous as hell having her as the guest at the party eventhough the other guys invited their girlfriends and they invited other girls too. But to Brian only Cheyenne caught his attention that night.

“Hey.” He approached her who was standing alone by the pool in his backyard with a bottle of beer in her hand.
“Heyy Brian.”
He smiled as her gray eyes glinting softly at him.
“Enjoying yourself?”
She nodded and smiled back. “So nice of you to invite me. I love hanging out with you guys.”
“Just hanging out?”

Cheyenne raised her eyebrows and blinked a couple of times, not really knowing how to answer to that. She sincerely loved to hang out with these awesome guys, moreover they are famous rock stars. Cheyenne wasn’t really a sucker for rock stars in the now era. She preferred classic rock legends like Led Zeppelin, Motorhead, ACDC and such. But Avenged Sevenfold wasn’t bad at all. Just listening to Brian playing a couple of their songs made her fell in love with their music.

She’d leave it at that. She wouldn’t dare to think more about this. Though being by Brian’s presence made her heart pumped like hell she wouldn’t dare to have high hopes of becoming a little more than a friend to him.

“Um -” she stuttered.

Brian paced forward, closer to her. His eyes traveled around the tattoos on her collar bone and on her shoulder. He longed to touch them, but his feet stopped right in front of her, feeling hesitated.

Damn it, he thought. Why can he just be brave and kiss the fuck out of her? Why must a word ‘rejection’ suddenly popped up inside his head?

“TWO CANNONBALLS!”

Suddenly Johnny yelled out of nowhere and the next thing Brian and Cheyenne knew was they were pushed into the pool together.

Brian emerged from the water first, looking for the culprit. He saw Johnny and Zacky were laughing, hands slapped in high five and on their asses.

“First card drawn, now it’s your turn, mate.” Zacky said, then he flung his arm around Johnny and went into the house, where the other guests were.

Son of a bitch. Brian cursed them inside his mind. He looked at Cheyenne who already went for the pool ladder to get out. Skillfully he swam over to her, and submerged himself into the water. He circled his arms around her waist underwater and popped himself onto the surface later. She looked surprised as he turned her body around.

Brian got lost into her eyes for a second before he leaned in, his head tilted to the side a bit. She closed her eyelids tightly, and he smiled watching her like that. They were an inch from each other’s faces now.

“Cheyenne, would you like to go out with me?” he breathed on her lips.

Her eyes snapped open. She immediately saw a pair of brown orbs in front of her, piercing straight into her heart.

“I’d love to.” She whispered, and he finally touched her lips with his own, softly tugging her upper lips for entrance. She granted it as her arms circled around his neck.


Come find me in our bedroom.

That was the last piece of the notes, as it pasted on the last marble trail of the stairs. Brian grinned widely, scurrying his steps towards the bedroom door. From the gap beneath the door he could see a slightly flickering dim light emerged from it and he already felt nervous of what he was about to see.

Damn she’s such a tease.

He turned the knob slowly despite his eagerness to meet her finally after two long months of touring.

The first thing he saw when the door opened was – candles. They were everywhere, neatly placed on the floor, on the dressing table, making a pathway for him to walk towards the bed.
The bed.

His eyes quickly darted there and his feet frozen on the floor as he stared at the view in front of him, speechless. His mind gone off in autopilot as he saw Cheyenne on the bed, in kneeling pose – like one of those Sports Illustrated model – in only a red lingerie. His favorite color.

He loved that color on her lips and now he even loved it on her body. Her long hair softly swayed as the balcony door of the bedroom was opened wide and the night ocean breeze blew in. Her bra cupped her perfect breasts gracefully, as it clashed with the color of her skin and her tattoo. His eyes traveled down to her sexy legs, which covered in suspended stockings that hung on to her panties. His blood rushed down to his groin as his breathing gone heavy.

“Happy 2 years anniversary, baby.” She muttered in half whisper, then bit her lips instantly.

He grinned, in his mind he wanted to just bring her out to dinner, but this was even better.

“And welcome home.” She added.

Brian couldn’t wait any longer. He felt ache down at his manhood station as his huge royalty started to bulge, forcing against the fabric of his jeans. He walked forward and held out his hand to her. She took it and he brought her down from the bed.

He spun her around once, to drink in her beautiful figure and as soon as she stopped spinning, he grabbed her waist and just buried his face in her neck. He trailed kisses along her jaw, softly bit her there, leaving his territory mark and made his way to her lips. He stopped right in front of it and whispered;

“Thank God you’re safe.”

She giggled as his warm breath blew softly on her lips. He caught her giggling with his opened mouth and her giggles turned into moans in just mere miliseconds. Both of his hands cupped her jaw and pulled her closer to deepen the kiss. Her fingers buried into his almost-mohawk hair and she grabbed tight of them as she jumped, wrapping her legs around his strong, toned waist.

“Uh hmm..” he smiled into her lips as his hands moved down to her ass, supporting her weight on him. She was light anyway, so he didn’t have any problem carrying her on to the bed and gently placed her on the pillow while his mouth still not letting go of hers.

“I love these.” He parted from the kiss for a moment and his eyes hungrily scanned on her sexy lingerie. “But they have to come off.”

Without waiting for her reply he snaked in his palms underneath the bra straps on her shoulder and pulling it down. The tight lacy fabric rolled along with his fingers, and soon revealed her perky and puckered breasts. She smiled shyly under his gaze but at the same time yearning for his touch.

Brian kissed along the mass of her left breasts before he took her nipple with his mouth and played it with his tongue. Her whole body shuddered when he did that, especially when it combined with his left hand squeezing tightly and constantly rubbing the nipple on her right breasts.

“Uhhh…Bri baby…”
“Uh hmm?”
“I want you.”

Brian looked up, and smirked seeing her high. “Patience baby. I will take you over, don’t you worry.”

“But you’ve been gone a long time. I missed you so much.”

He went up and kissed her lips softly. “I missed you more. You have no idea.”

His hand slid behind her back, making her chest arched as he unclasped the remaining of her bra. He tossed it on the floor and trailed kisses along breasts down to her stomach.

Cheyenne wanted to see him naked so bad. He missed brushing her fingers on his tattooed chest that says FOREVER and BLUEBLOOD above his left nipple. She reached out her hands to pull his tshirt away but he rose by himself, pulling it off by the collar.

He caught her staring at his shirtless body and he smirked once again. It had been two years and she still drooled watching him strip. Playfully he unbuckled his belt and slowly pulled down his zip with his brown eyes piercing sharp into her. Her whole body shivered with lust as he let his jeans button undone and just hang on to his hips.

Holy fuck, my boyfriend is sexy as hell.

Cheyenne went forward and kissed his hard abs, making her way up to his broad chest as her fingers slowly slid his jeans down to his knee. She went down and kissed the tip of his bulge from outside his brief. Without waiting any longer she pulled out what she missed the most and she was right. Brian was as hard as a fucking wood. She licked the top of it, like licking an ice cream and looked up to his eyes. He was watching her intently. Cheyenne took the whole length into her mouth and started moving. Brian closed his eyes, letting out soft whimpers as he went deeper into her throat.

Damn, as this point he didn’t have to do much to reach for his blow. He didn’t want that. He wanted to give her pleasure too.

“Fuck, baby. I’m so close.”

He pulled out of her mouth and pushed her softly back to the pillow again. His slender fingers swiftly unclasped the suspenders on her panties and took it off – leaving her in only her long see through red stockings.

He positioned himself carefully between her thighs and buried himself deep. She moaned aloud, her fingernails dug into his back. He pulled out once before entering her again, and started thrusting. As he penetrated into her, he searched for her gray eyes. She was mulled with lust and pleasure when he picked up his pace and thrust harder into her.

“Fuck Bri, ohh fuck fuck fuck!”

“Say my name baby.” He groaned as his hips drilled faster into her.

“Brian! Oh God, Brian!”

“Let it go baby.”

As if she was his slave, her muscles clenched around him as she found her release upon his order and soon he too, unloaded his spill inside her with a loud grunt escaped from his mouth.
Their breathings went normal and Brian ran his hand through her hair. She went ahead and reached for his lips.

“Surprise.” Although she was a bit too late to say that, but he wasn’t lost on her intention. Not picking up his call on purpose, to serve an even greater purpose. He grinned widely and kissed her passionately back.

“Umhh..again, Gates?”

He chuckled. “At this rate I might keep you up all night, baby.”

Notes

A/N: well there you go @AvengedFoREVer6661, I actually suck at writing sex scenes but I tried really hard. So I hope you like it. Sorry it’s a long one. 10 pages to be exact. LOL