Las Vegas – Backstage, 40 minutes before opening act

I left Jimmy at the hotel sleeping a little longer and came to the concert venue earlier than everybody, to at least try to concentrate more. The crowds were getting bigger and more intimidating at each place we’d go, I was starting to think I wasn’t ready for that kind of adrenaline. But I felt like I needed to keep trying, it was supposed to be the time of my life, using Jess’ words. I should’ve known better it wouldn’t go the way I planned.

“Somebody got expelled from the hotel room?” a well-known voice appeared out of nowhere. The voice that probably took all my concentration away in a second.

“FUCK! You scared the hell out of me, Brian!” I jumped out of the couch and hissed, feeling my heart beat in my throat. “What’re you doing here, it’s early.”

“I’m always the first to get here, you know that.” I grimaced. He was always the last one. “Okay, okay, I lied, I followed you.” he rolled his eyes.

“Really? Are you stalking me now?” he shrugged with a disguised smirk. So handsome and yet so deceitful.

I walked towards the fridge to grab a bottle of water and he stood still, leaning his body on the table next. I breathed heavily as he narrowed his eyes.

“Still having jitters?”

“Yeah, is that so obvious? I guess it’s starting to get in the way of my performance. I’m not really feeling inspired lately and when I see all those people crushing each other in front of me I get terrified then… it’s all blank with my impros.” I drank a sip.

“Hmm, been there. Have you tried relaxation?”

“Yeah, meditation, listening to music, drinking… I tried everything, nothing helps.”

“Have you tried this kind of relaxation?” I was ready to go back to seat on the couch when Brian’s front collided with my back in an instant, in the middle of the backstage room, not even giving me a chance to get away. Anyone could walk on us, but he didn’t seem to care as one of his hands slipped directly down to my skirt until it reached my panties and the other hand made his way to cup one of my breasts.

My body was so addicted to that feeling he always gives me I didn’t protest.

“No… Brian, I haven’t… tried this.” his fingers began to torture me with lazy movements around my clit and labia and his other hand playing with my nipple. As my breathing began to accelerate, I made sure I kept an eye on the doors not to be surprised by someone.

Not feeling his touch directly on my skin made me even more turned on, cause it made me crave for it. Exactly like I crave my sweet venoms.

“Do you wanna see if that’s the key?”

All I wanted was to say no, to forbid him from touching me like that without asking for permission. But my insides were yearning for him even more than the last time. He was just like a drug effect, with an important difference, the high of having him never seemed to decrease. In fact, it was increasing in an insane speed in my bloodstream.

“Meet me in the bathroom.” he mumbled in my ear and pulled his both hands out, walking straight to the corridor that leads to the bathroom.

I didn’t even had time to breathe when Johnny walked through the door.

“Hey, what are you doing here alone, Ems?” Wow, that was close…

“I was… just… trying to… nothing important, really.” the circle of pleasure that was building inside my core didn’t let me formulate a simple sentence.

He was waiting. For me. In the bathroom.
I gotta try this, for the sake of my inspiration. My last resort.

“I’m gonna go get ready… in the bathroom. See you later.” When I finished talking, I was already in the middle of the corridor.

“Isn’t…” I completely ignored Johnny and closed the door behind me. I didn’t wait for him to finish the question.

“…Brian in there? Well, guess I was just… seeing things…?” – Johnny’s murmur. – “Man… I gotta stop drinking… he’d never get here before me anyway… that lazy motherfucker…”

“What’s your plan?” I leaned my back against the door after locking it and faced Brian standing in front of me on that tiny room with only one thought in mind: will that man ever stop being my weakness?

After taking a quick breath, he slammed his body on mine and lifted my arms on top of my head, attacking my mouth soon after and feeling his way all over my shirt. All that intensity made me realize how much I missed him. It’s been only a week after our last steamy encounter in the shower but it felt like an eternity. Well, if you’re having an affair, that’s how it’s supposed to feel like, right?

Damn… I’m really having an affair, aren’t I?

“First we lose this…” Brian interrupted my thoughts and our crazy kiss to start pulling my long coat off. I know, we’re in Vegas, it’s hot for coats, but you gotta stick to your style, huh? “…then we get rid of those too.” There it went my shirt and my bra, flying all to the same way: somewhere I didn’t look at.

“Hm, okay, so far so good.” I mumbled up to the air, fumbling with his hair as he lowered a few kisses.

Brian kissed my neck and my breasts a few times and when he bit my nipple and used his teeth to play with it, he glanced up at me. I could almost see the dirty thoughts he was having through his dark pupils.

“Hmm, I might know what you need. But I must warn you… that’s something I’m not that good at.” I frowned big time at him. What was he talking about?

“Really? How can possibly exist something you’re not ‘that good at’?” I asked jokingly. I wish his arrogance could get in the way of my feelings for him but it worked totally opposite for me.

“I’m not as cocky as most people think I am, you know? I’m just honest and realistic.” he smiled saucily and took his teeth up to pull my lower lip, our eyes having other kind of conversation.

“If you say so…” I bit his lip in response.

“C’mon… next step, sit here.” he tapped a tiny cupboard next to the sink and I kept my frown but followed his lead.

That bathroom was so small that when he sat on the toilet seat, his head was exactly at the height of my thighs and close enough as if he was… Wait. Is he really doing what I’m thinking he’s about to?

His hands pulled my skirt upward and got rid of my panties quickly. That’s when I had to stop him.

“Hey, hey, what… are you…”

“Last step, your legs go over here.” he showed his both shoulders and grazed the tip of his fingers through all the extension of my thighs, practically compelling me to drag them closer.

Yeah, now I’m pretty sure he was about to do that.

He kissed my lips one last time and began to trace a path from between my breasts, my belly and finally sat back again to reach for my groin. My thighs relaxed and spread open easily when he asked like that. I didn’t protest any single bit anymore.

I had a few spasms while he was making me used to the tickling his breath and his lips were making in my lower regions, not really reaching my clit yet. He was just surrounding the area and I couldn’t help but let out a few chuckles.

“What is so funny?” he asked in the middle of a few kisses on my inner thigh.

“You’re… tickling me.” he breathed so heavily that I had to close my legs in reflex and laughed again.

“Fuck, you see… Told you I’m not really an expert in this.” I felt he was a little defeated and that was the last of my intentions if I wanted to get out of there satisfied.

I grabbed his chin up to my sight and stared deep inside his eyes. I was serious as hell.

“Listen to me. You’re doing perfect. And I’m not feeling like laughing anymore. So get back in there and cure me. I’ll guide you.” my hands caressed the back of his head as he thought about my words, and progressively regained that beautiful smile that could send electric shocks down my entrance.

My legs opened again and I finally placed it on his shoulders to give him confidence. He inhaled my thigh scent one last time and I closed my eyes, just waiting for the time he would make me quiver at the feeling of his tongue sliding on my delicate skin. At first it tickled again, but then I got used to that much more quickly than I thought.

One of his hands slipped from my hips up to my breast and he started to tease me to the bone with flicks of his index finger on my nipples. His tongue was acting just as slow as if he was using his fingers, he had spent enough time with my clit to know I don’t really like it rough or fast.

“Yeah… you’re so hitting the right place, babe.” I felt my belly muscles contract when he had to use his both hands to open my labia to give him better access of my core. He sucked my clit harder and looked up to watch my response, our eyes locked immediately. I opened my mouth to breathe more and moaned his name several times as he kept sucking my skin and blowing his hot breath everywhere. That was sincerely driving me insane.

How can he say he’s not good at this? God…

But what really served me well to get my arousal at the highest level was to see him slipping one of his hands down to his own pants. After a few seconds of having a hard time with unzipping with only one hand, he finally started to stroke himself and I could have a peek from where I was standing. I couldn’t really see his hard-on under his boxers but the moves of his hand throughout his length was like the best porn in the world for me.

I was starting to feel my back on that position as I had the need to pull his head closer with my legs, clenching them around his neck. I bent back with my hands and accidentally hit the water tap on the sink. The water began to pour and soaked all my clothes that Brian had once thrown in there as my climax was rising like a building on fire. I couldn’t care less now, but I know I’d be in big trouble later.

“Ohhh fuuuck, Briaann!! That tongue of yours is… way more powerful than you think, man.” I tugged his hair a little harder and he moaned in pain, I suppose. “Sorry, babe, sorry, I got carried away. I’m almost there, c’mon!” I held his head tight to make it up.

His tongue slid a few more times inside my entrance and reached a few spots in there, very important ones that made me find my apex violently and too suddenly. For a second I forgot where I was and how to breathe so I could only scream. Brian moved his hand swiftly to my mouth, stifling my voice instantly.

“Hey, heey, shhh, they’ll hear you.” he had the biggest and reddest smile ever, probably proud of his ‘not that good’ job on me. Not that good???

He stood up and hugged me tenderly. I couldn’t bear the aching I still had after my orgasm so I tied my legs around his waist, arms around his neck and begged him for more, feeling his dick so hard poking on my wet spot and ready to be inside me.

“God, Brian, please… lose the clothes now, I need one more round.” exactly when I lowered my hands from his back to his boxers, a voice that sounded like their manager called outside.

“Emily? That’s the only place I didn’t look yet so, you must be there... You have 5 minutes to be on the stage, woman! Hurry up.”

DAMN! Again with that sentence that always came in the wrong place and wrong time?? Well, maybe I was the one always coming in the wrong place and wrong time…

I shook my head in disbelief and answered a big angry yeah.

“Shit, I gotta go. I’m horny as hell but five minutes won’t get us anywhere.”

“Yeah, it really won’t.” he kissed me lazily. His mouth muscles felt a little worn out. “Oh fuck, your clothes! They are…” he glance down to the sink to face the mess he had helped me make.

“Yeah, soaked. And I didn’t bring anything to change. Damn heat sensor…” Brian made a big effort to zip his pants because of his swollen boner and all I could think for a moment was how it was such a shame to waste it away.

When I finally accepted the fact I had to go, I pulled off from the cupboard and tried to dry my clothes with the tiny towel I found there. Impossible.

“Oh my god, what am I gonna do now? I don’t have time to get back to the hotel.”

Brian thought for a minute, fixed his hair back and licked his lips. Can I skip that concert to have that man again, please?

“Just… wear your coat. It’s enough to cover all your… front.” he pointed and stared at my breasts quickly.

“It’s Vegas, Brian! I’ll melt in five minutes.”

“You gonna have to handle it this time.”

“Okay, I guess it’s the only way.” I put on my coat and closed all the buttons. Brian checked if anything was showing and he nodded his head.

“That’s it, no one will notice. Now go.”

“Okay, bye, thanks for… this.” I blushed, late as hell and not knowing what to say.

We kissed quickly and I left the bathroom, leaving him behind.

“Hey, you forgot your...” he held me at first but then let me go. I saw my panties on his hand.

“Never mind.” I winked at him and got out.

Well, let him keep it as a souvenir. I knew he needed some time in there alone with his hand and his huge and inflated pride.

As I rushed towards the stage, I put on some lipstick without a mirror and found Jimmy’s crucifix chain in my pocket. I kissed it and placed it on my neck, making me wonder where he was and whether he was looking for me. But I didn’t have time to look for Jimmy now.
I needed every lucky I could get, that crowd was louder than ever. And I was gladly feeling as renewed as in the first day of my life.

Once I hit the stage, all the sex energy laid up inside me got transformed into thrilling musical phrases. I’m not really used to elevate my performances like that but, that night was memorable. On some point of my solos I had to prevent myself from getting inside a trance during a few special notes that remind me of the high I had with Brian’s sweet lips. When I realized where I was, I opened my eyes widely and started laughing out of the blue. My band mates looked at me puzzled and I just didn’t give a fuck. I was too drunk in lust to care.

When we finished playing our songs, I finally found Jimmy in the stage entrance and we traded a quick kiss, I wished him good luck and he went to his drums. We seemed like married for centuries now, we were too comfortable with each other. Not that I didn’t like that but… the adrenaline of doing something wrong was really taking over my thoughts and controlling my steps now.

Brian passed through me in the corridor and winked, I smiled dirty, he slapped my butt and I grabbed his, all in a matter of seconds and secretly before he could go to the stage. And when they started to play, I only had eyes and ears for the lead guitar this time. Wishing we could continue where we left somewhere. Planning how we’d hide from the others, how we could disappear without being noticed. Figuring what excuse I should use for Jimmy this time. And forgetting about all the guilt I once felt.

Yeah, I turned into a selfish cheating bastard, but I still didn’t seem to care. I was being hit by a
level of joy I waited my whole life to feel, never really sure if it was ever going to happen for me. I just couldn’t let it go now.

After the concert, Matt asked us if we would join them on their bus, to celebrate the success of the tour so far. After all, we were in Vegas, we needed some fun. Me and my band mates couldn’t spend much money on this travel so Matt and the guys preferred to bring the gambling to us. Zack mentioned something about betting candies but that was the last thing I heard, cause when both bands gathered inside the bus, Brian was the only one to stay back and motioned his head disguisedly for me to stay outside too. I let go of Jimmy’s hand and signed him to go inside without me. I suppose he didn’t suspect anything.

Brian dragged my arm discreetly towards the rear. We stood in between the buses, his body finally rubbing on mine again, his arms around me, his fingers sinking deep and hungrily on my skin after opening a few buttons of my coat as he pushed my body against the car.

“God, I… I don’t know if you noticed but I played my best tonight. I’ve never been that inspired before. I couldn’t stop thinking about us, about those lips, your taste.” I brushed my fingers desperately all over his face and stopped to caress his mouth. He licked his lips quickly and sucked on my index finger. “It worked, it really worked.”

“You were glowing on that stage. More than ever. I watched your every move.” his nose began to rub on mine, teasing me like hell. And his nose wasn’t the only thing that was poking on me now. “I had to use my guitar as my shield tonight.” he talked inside my ear and kissed me, pushing his waist against mine. “To hide the permanent boner I had just by thinking of you wearing nothing underneath this coat.” we both smiled while our lips were glued together.

“You make me crazy horny, let’s get out of here, Bri.” I pulled his hand in mine and started dragging him to the other bus. “C’mon, we can… use the empty bus. No one will show up there until a few hours. It’s all ours tonight.”

“Perfect. Cause it’s time for you to repay me.” we climbed the stairs, he slammed himself on my back and we ran to lock ourselves inside the back room without thinking twice.

Clearly out of control.

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“Hey Jess, have you seen Emily around? I can’t find her anywhere. It’s the second time she’s disappearing from me today.” Jimmy asked as he climbed the stairs to approach Zack and Jess seating in the front of the bus.

“No, not really, and… now that you’re saying, the last time I saw her was… a long time ago.” Jess glanced around her surroundings, no sign of her friend. But someone was missing in there too, she just couldn’t figure out who.

“Wow, she… told me to get inside the bus and disappeared.” Jimmy frowned and looked at every single person in that room. And he noticed other someone missing in there. But he knew well who. “And Brian… where… where is he?”

Jess tried to disguise her surprise. She knew better if they were both gone, the chance of them being together was pretty high. But why would they act so reckless?

“I dunno man… the last time I saw him was… outside. He never got inside.” Zack answered and Jess tried to make him stop talking but it was too late.

The fading glare of those blue eyes was telling everything. Jimmy seemed to had woken up from his dream when he started connecting the dots. He swore to himself he would never doubt her again without enough signs, but this was enough for him to know. He could feel it in his bones they were together.

“Maybe she went back to the hotel or…”

“Yeah, Jess, I got it. You don’t need to cover for her anymore.” Jimmy interrupted Jess in a husky tone and left them to go grab a bottle of vodka. She felt terrible about the level of disappointment she saw stamped on Jimmy’s face.

“Jess, do you know something you’re not telling me?” Zack mumbled to her, pulling her body to sit on his lap.

“No, I don’t know where she is or where… they are, if that’s what you’re asking me.” she tried to avert his question. She couldn’t betray her best friend.

“Don’t you think is a little weird that they both vanished at the same time?”

“Yeah but we can’t be sure, can we?” he shook his head and stared at Jimmy, drinking from the bottle and looking as desolated as he have ever been. The others were just too occupied preparing the drinks and playing cards to notice.

“Hey, who are they?” Jess pointed at the bus door and Zack moved his gaze towards that direction. He gulped hard to the sight of three girls he knew very well climbing the stairs.

“Hmm… they are… just old friends.” Zack didn’t notice but he blushed a little with his lie.
Zack started to wonder who called them cause that was never the plan in the first place, not that he know of. Matt had brought Val along and none of them were single anymore, but Brian (that wasn’t really reachable now), so there was no point of calling them. Was there?

One of the girls, the fake blonde with heavy makeup and a lot of tattoos winked at Zacky and picked at her bottom lip. Jess watched that as possessive as a lion protecting her prey while Zack pretended it wasn’t with him. The envy she felt when she saw the amount of ink that girl had on her body was eating her insides.

“Well, I’m not really used to look at my old friends like she just looked at you.” Zack didn’t know what to answer, he just froze.

There were another skinny blonde with clothes that could only fit on a twelve year old girl and a brunette with a pair of deep gray eyes similar to Jess’s, with a more obscure style. They greeted all the guys as if they were expected in there, won a beer from Matt that would have a lot to explain due to Val’s angry stare at him and they sat on the couch around Jimmy.

The brunette was too clingy to the vulnerable boy there, Jess analyzed. He was only talking to her as her hands sometimes landed whether on his thigh, whether on his hair.

“Who’s that one, getting all hands on Jimmy? Don’t tell me she’s an old friend.” Zack breathed once before answering.



“Her name is Aymee. Jimmy wrote that song about her.”

“Ohhh, she’s the girl he knows. Or all of you know, apparently.” Jess threw a killer look at Zack and he averted.

Jess felt horrible about not letting Emily know what was going on there. But she couldn’t take care of her friend’s life 24/7. Emily was digging their relationship grave all by herself and there was nothing Jess could do about it.

“Yeah, well, you know what? We have that appointment on the ink studio, if we don’t get out of here now we won’t get there. It’s time to go.” he stood up and waved goodbye to the others, pulling Jess away from that time bomb before it could explode.

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“Hey, why this sad puppy face, babe? Are you not happy to see me?” Aymee pouted at me with pity eyes and I looked down, not feeling drunk enough to handle that girl, as much as I liked her.

“No, of course I am. It’s… it’s just… something else, A.”

Images of my friend screwing my girlfriend weren’t really leaving my brain after sips and sips of that bottle. How could I be that blind? She was always disappearing, always finding excuses to be alone… with him. And I’m here, feeling my heart being stepped and smashed several times while she’s probably there in his arms, not even remembering about my existence and what we’ve been through together.

Alcohol couldn’t erase that pain. Maybe she could?

“Where does it hurt?” she played with a few locks of my hair and it gave me shivers as I tried to convince myself to move on once and for all. But that was harder than I thought.

“I… I don’t really wanna talk about it so…” I looked inside her eyes for a brief moment and went back to face the ground. I didn’t feel the huge sparkle I once felt with her.

“There are some rumors that you got yourself a girlfriend. But I don’t see her around here…” Aimee whispered on my ear and licked my lobe once. “Is she coming to play with us or what?”

I faced her again and she wore the most beautiful devilish smile covered in red; Emily’s favorite color. I focused on her lips and tried to pretend she was Emily for a moment to answer.

“No. It’s just you and me tonight.” I said those words almost soundlessly, trying to break my own resistance with a strength I didn’t have.

With that, Aymee stood up and showed me her hand. I sighed heavily and hoped Emily would just appear in there to stop me and to tell me I was wrong. To tell me she loves me.

I looked at the door one last time and not a sign of her. I took another big sip and held Aymee’s hand as she dragged me to the back room of the bus.

That’s it, I'm done suffering. I need to try. I need to forget her.

Notes

ahaaaa, team drums, where are uuu??!! are you at least a bit happy now?? =p

Is he cheating on her??

next chapter ;)

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