“When you said your house was really far, you scared me a little bit!” I smiled while taking my stuff out of his trunk.

“Yeah, I went home laughing when I noticed I lived one street above yours. We are practically neighbors and never seen each other before…How weird is that.” Brian helped me out with the stuff and we brought it all to his house, his beautiful mansion.

“Wow, nice!!” I stepped in and couldn’t stop my eyes from contemplating his huge living room. It had everything that a comfortable room is supposed to have, a big couch, TV and a lot of space to hang around with your friends. In the back, there was a stunning dark wood stair that would probably lead to the bedrooms. Certainly they had good taste when the topic was houses and furniture.

“Oh, yeah, it took me a lot of time to arrange this house how I wanted exactly, but it was worth the effort in the end.” Brian said while closing the front door behind him. That was when I caught a glimpse of the walls around me, all full of Avenged Sevenfold awards and a few pictures of them. He would probably laugh if he would see my paper posters on my tiny bedroom. I only vegetated until then, he was really living his life!

“Yeah, I can see that…”

“So…the house is yours, you can stay whenever you want. I’ll get us a drink, be right back.” Brian stated as he was heading to his kitchen. I kept going with my inspection there and I couldn’t help but notice something almost hidden behind the stairs, hung on the wall. When I got closer, I could clearly see what it was: an old and small acoustic guitar, but kept in great conditions. My hands were automatically attracted by the texture of the wood, I had to touch it. It made my mind immediately to travel back in time, when I could see Brian as a child, just learning his first chords. Woah, who would’ve known he would grow up to be the killer musician he is now? That is not something you learn in music school, it’s something you achieve with your true talents and bravery. Cause it really takes bravery to…

“Oh, you found my antiqueness!” the sound of his deep voice behind me made my startled body to jump back.What the fuck!

“God, Brian, are you trying to give me a heart attack?” I placed my hand on my chest and breathed fast. He just giggled.

“Sorry, believe me, it wasn’t my intention to scare you.” He said it with a smile, handing me a glass of wine. That was when I noticed we were always getting drunk together somehow. All he was until then was the caring type of friend, the one I really needed. Nothing like Jess and Val kept blabbering about him. But why does my brain keep shouting at me he’s not good for being my friend? I just want to enjoy his company for one second, the only company I want right now, is that possible?

“Oh, never mind. Is this the first you had?” I asked with my hands now touching the old and delicate strings. That guitar was really tiny, maybe it was luthier-made just to fit him.

“Yeah, my dad got it done and gave it to me when I was about…10.” he drank from his glass. “First he didn’t want me to become a musician and so but…he finally accepted when I once said that playing guitar was my life. I was 15 when I noticed I didn’t wanna do anything else in my life…”

“Oh, I’ve been there. With the parents thing… They always expect you to be an engineer or a boring lawyer working your ass off in an office for the rest of your mediocre life. But I think THAT is living your life!” I pointed to the innumerous awards on his walls. “That, my friend, you can’t achieve just by sitting in a chair…” he grinned perfectly to me.

“Your folks didn’t want you to be a musician?”

“Oh…It’s not that it’s just… Forgive me, Brian, but…I don’t really want to talk about this now…” God, that night was already the worst I had in months, I didn’t want any more painful memories brought back now. I finished my drink and he kept looking at my eyes like he wanted to rip off the information of my mind. “Thanks for this, for letting me stay here tonight. I would be insane in my house right now! But they really need to enjoy their last night together so…” I forced a smile.

“Speaking of enjoying your last night here… I have something for you. I was gonna give it to you tomorrow, before we leave, but I can see clearly in your eyes you need something to brighten up after tonight.” his smile grew even more now, I could tell he was a bit nervous. He placed our glasses on the coffee table and went quickly upstairs. Why does my heart seem to beat hard in my throat now? The waiting seemed like an eternity even though he got back really fast, with something in his hands.Is…is this a…- my eyes practically fell on the ground.

“Hey, I hope you like it, it took me forever to find this particular version that I know is perfect for your style.” he placed the black guitar-shaped case he was holding in front of me and stood there like it was the simplest gift he had ever given to someone.That is…for me?
Then he laid the case on his couch and I just couldn’t say a single word, all I could do was staring at his smiling hazel eyes.

“Go ahead…open it!” I got off of my hypnotic moment when the sweet sound of his voice invaded my hearing.Oh, okay, I need to fucking open it NOW!
I clasped my fingers slowly on the silver locks and pulled them up. My eyes just popped out of my head again. WHAT!



“It’s a Custom Gibson Les Paul. They only made 20 of this edition…well, and I managed to find one of the few that was signed by its creator. Look at the back.” I couldn’t freaking believe what I was seeing. I knew what model was that, I knew exactly who signed there. And all I wanted to do now was to pull that man into the biggest hug he ever had. But I managed to control my urges then.

“God…Brian…I don’t…I can’t accept this!!” I carefully removed the guitar from its box and took a peek at the tiny handwritten signature behind its body. Jimmy Page had really touched and signed this precious thing I was holding!!! “Wooow, you must’ve spent a lot of money on it! I mean…look at this, must be from the 60s, 3 fucking humbuckers…and it’s signed by Page! C’mon, this is fucking rare, you paid a lot for this!!!” now I couldn’t stop talking, my voice stopped cracking when I touched that treasure for the first time.

“Oh, believe me, it’s money really well spent… You should’ve seen the look on your face.” he kind of mumbled the last sentence to me and I was torn between staring back at his gaze in sign of appreciation and keeping my eyes on my new life inspiration.

“How can I ever…repay you? I will never get the money, even if I worked for you for, I don’t know, 50 years or something, I would still be in debt…” he just came closer to me without saying anything else and, like a magnet, I was forced by every inch of my body to finally place my arms around him in a sweet hug. God, he smells good…

“Oh, I’m not asking you anything back. Just keep being yourself. I like you…like that.” His perfect smile appeared again after our embrace and suddenly I lost interest in everything else around me. What was this effect he had on me I still hadn’t figured it out? The feeling I got when I look at him on pictures, posters, it’s not even close to what I feel around him. I just had to break our eye contact somehow to gain my self-control back. “So…let’s plug that thing in or not?!”

I smirked. Suddenly, I wasn’t tired anymore…

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“Wow, honey, calm down. I know we have so little time to stay together but…I kinda need to place the key in my door lock first…” I tried to push his body away from mine for just a second but his eager was uncontrollable at that time. I was chuckling at the hickey he was trying to place on my neck when he finally let go of me. If it was up to him, we would be doing it in the back of his car already.

“I’m sorry I just…I wish we had more time together… I wanna cancel this tour right now!” I looked at him in shock and he was showing a really serious feature. “Okay, I’m kidding, actually I don’t have the power to cancel anything… I’ve been totally controlled by the system, baby.”

“What? And what about your fans, don’t you think they wouldn’t be a little sad when they find out the concert is not happening?” I finally opened the front door and I didn’t even have time to turn on the light switch when Zacky pulled me again among his cozy arms.

“The only fan I really need right now is the one I’m desperate to take her clothes off…” his mouth was back to my neck again and I just let him guide me inside my own house. I was all in heaven and paradise when I heard a bumping sound caused by Zacky almost falling with his back into something. “What the hell!” I had to hold him hard from preventing him from falling.

“Damn it, Emily, I already told her a thousand times not to let her amplifier here in the middle of the living room. She spent the entire night practicing for you guys.” I managed to take Zacky out of that obstacle and tried to continue our journey to my bedroom. But as he wanted to keep guiding me on my own fucking house, he attacked my mouth and just kept taking us to the end of the corridor, where was Emily’s bedroom.

“Baby…please, baby, stop it, this is Emily’s. We need to turn around. My bedroom is that way!” then I just got tired of letting him be the boss and pulled his hand to follow my lead now. And when I finally opened my bedroom door, it was my turn to pull him in and start ravaging his back under his shirt. God, his skin against my touch was all I wanted to feel since we met.
Again, we just couldn’t lose time with turning on the lights, we were getting closer to my bed between kisses. When I finally knew I was close enough to thrown him in there, I gently pushed his chest and for my bewilderment, the sound of papers I had left there earlier being crushed by Zacky’s weight invaded our already ruined moment. FUCK!

“What the hell, J!” he was trying to take the papers under him as I went to turn on the light. I give up…

I walked back to him and we kept staring at each other awkwardly while he was still trying to take all those papers from under his butt. That moment was even more wrecked now that we could clearly see this wasn’t working. We can’t just keep forcing something like this just because we are desperate. That’s just not the way the sex cupid works…

“Sorry…I was doing some arranges for my next solo performance with the orchestra. I totally forgot I left them here…” I tried to show my best puppy face when he looked at me with a sad pout. “Maybe we should just…wait, you know. Wait till you get back. We don’t need to rush anything…” I sighed.

“Yeah…maybe.” he said as his eyes ran away from mine to wander all over my bedroom. I really hoped he wouldn’t agree with me on this, but he did. He probably noticed I was really messy with my stuff; my keyboard was in there too with a bunch of music sheets, notes and whatever. Why the hell didn’t we go to his place instead? I was totally embarrassed now.

“Okay then…I guess I’m just gonna…get ready to sleep now.” I just moved out from his sight to go inside my private bathroom.

I decided to take a quick shower and put my pajamas on, brushed my teeth and everything else. I was just ready to go outside when I looked down at what I was wearing. Really, Jessica? Are you really wearing a pink and blue t-shirt with a big teddy bear drawn in the middle and old and tiny gray shorts in front of the man of your dreams? Well, maybe I should show him who I really am, not the type of girl who sleeps uncomfortably just to please someone. Oh, damn that pretty baby doll I saw on that store yesterday! Shit, I really should’ve thought this through…

Wait…what is that sound? Laughter?

I got off of the bathroom and stood in the door frame, trying to process that particular scene I was witnessing: Zack lying on my bed wearing just his boxers and giggling about something on the TV. Talking about being comfortable, huh?!

“Hey J, look, MTV is showing The Osbournes marathon! Ozzy is so fucked on this episode…” he said it all excited without even peeking on me. That was just great! He was now more interested in watching the screwed up life of a rockstar than to live his own. All my hopes of getting some action tonight were totally washed down the drain now…

Well, look at the bright side, Jessica, he’s not even paying attention on the rags you are wearing so get your ass under the covers right away and accept that this is not happening tonight…It’s totally NOT happening tonight. It’s for the best!

I laid beside him and just turned my back on him, to face the wall, breathing heavily. What the fuck is wrong with us anyway? We were both eager to sin when we suddenly got transformed into those old couples that trade sex for TV shows. Maybe that was just our fortune anyway…

After a few minutes, I was finally falling asleep when I heard him turning off the TV, arranging his pillow and lying on his side, we were back to back now. I had forgotten how disturbing it was to share a tiny double bed like mine, if he would move a finger, I would feel it. I wonder how must be his bed, a king size type maybe? God, I wish we had gone there…
And how long haven’t I slept with anyone? Centuries? I’ve been so busy with my work that it’s almost impossible to meet new people and I’ve been alone for so long that I had forgotten how good was to feel the heat of another person’s body so close to mine in there. And if I got concentrated enough, I could even hear the lovely sound of his breathing. That was all my desperate mind needed to be horny as hell again. God, I’m craving his body right now, just the thought of 3 months without feeling those butterflies in my body… NO, HELL NO! I can’t let that happen!

I was careful enough not to move the entire bed while turning to face his back. His intoxicating scent promptly invaded my air and I inhale it deeply before placing my hand on his naked chest. The tip of my fingers started wandering close to his neck and then slowly went down to find his nipples. I rubbed them on and on until I felt them poking my hand. Could someone just explain to me why I had this fetish for his nipples? I began to imagine him wearing those tight and white formal shirts that always allow me to see through it. Ohh… Shouldn’t he be the one to be obsessed about my nipples instead of me?

As I kept running my fingers all over his chest and abs, I noticed I was too far away from him yet. I smoothly pressed my body against his, sure that he was now aware of what I really wanted from him. I also made sure he could feel my breasts touching his back but he didn’t make a single move yet in exception of his breathing, that was now altered and heavier.Oh, so you think you can fool me, naughty boy? Let’s play a game, see how far you can take it!

My hand was now longing for other parts of his body. I slid to his lower belly and the side of his waist just to stop to appreciate his cheeks. Yeah, the lower ones. My hand’s grip on his cute ass was reaching the same intensity as my panting against the back of his neck as I know it had a serious chance to turn him on. My mouth was so close to his soft neck skin that I thought I should just land it in there for a while. If he wasn’t feeling it by now, certainly I was. But when my hand was finally slithering through his fleshy thigh I had my certainty he was fully awake; his breathing really audible and his muscles tensing as if he was making an incredible effort not to surrender to my hints. Aha, got you on your weak spot, baby!

I decided to slow down my pace in there, just to tease him, cause I knew where he wanted me to go now. Since he hadn’t showed any interest until then, maybe I should just take my time to climb his thigh to his groin and then...

Real slow movements. Real…slow…

and still…nothing.Goddamn it, Vengeance! Stop resisting!

I was just about to take my hand out of there and go to sleep when, for my amusement and relief, he finally grabbed it and held it there like it was glued to his leg. Oh yeah, my Zacky was still alive, well and finally…succumbing!
Now that he was taking the lead, I wasn’t letting him seize total control. Nuh nuh nuh!
But I let him place my hand in the silky fabric of his boxers to finally achieve my destination. And he was just as I imagined. Hard as a rock.

I began to stroke him on that same slow pace just to get high on his length and tease his now desperate touch. I could tell that he wanted me to go faster by his grip on my hand but I was the boss now, he made me wait before, now my plan was to make him beg.

“Do you like my touch, baby?” I whispered on his ear making a trail of kisses down to his neck as my hand never stopped moving on him. Oh, I could even feel him throbbing in my hold, up and down, up and down, until his moans could be clearly heard everywhere. Yeah, that was my answer.
I kept stroking him but now my fingers stopped just to gently rub the tip in a still slow pace. I knew it could drive him to his limit.

”God…Jessica…I can’t…I can’t take this anymore.” when I least expected, his arms brought me close to him and fit me on top of his waist. Now there was just no barriers between us, no papers, no amps, no TV shows, just clothes. And I could once and for all stare at his lustful green eyes forever, like his rip current gaze was about to swallow me in.

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“Oh my god, your neighbors are gonna call the police, Brian…” I laughed while we were quickly arranging the cables all over again. He had a Marshall and a Hellwin there, god, we could blow up the entire street if we put them both on the max.

“They are used to this, believe me. And, besides, I’m Synyster G., the officers are all good friends of mine!” he showed that powerful smirk combined with a wink just when he finished plugin his Schecter. I plugged my new LP and we just kept staring at each other, not knowing exactly how to begin it.

So my hopeless need to decode his features forced my eyes deep inside his. Still, I couldn’t penetrate his soul, he had constructed a really tough barrier around it and it wasn’t a simple look that would break it up then. Maybe someday I would have that power.

His mysterious pose inspired my mind to bring these notes to my hands. It sounded as incognito and intense as he was to me.

He traded deep glances between me and my left fingers sliding on the fretboard and he finally begin to play just the base part, letting me stick with the solo. He just closed his eyes and smiled as I felt the entire world disappearing. It was just me and him there, it was just about us, as music was flooding our insides.

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Jess’ gaze was deeply stuck into mine now. After what she had said before, I couldn’t imagine I would see all that eager coming from her then, her hand roaming all my body and she would never give up even when I didn’t move. I could read on her almost opened lips that she wanted me tonight exactly how I wanted her. There was my proof: her gigantic irises burning with desire towards me.

My eyes slipped gradually to her neck and then to her breasts, to finally meet her already hard nipples. She drew a naughty grin and I felt the warmth of her hold landing again on my hard-on as her other hand just intertwined mine to balance her on top of me. Her hips were now moving along with her hand and I just couldn’t handle my loud groans anymore, it felt so damn good. I closed my eyes to enjoy that feeling when I started to hear a few shy moans coming from her. It got me even more turned on. I wasn’t doing anything to please her, anything, and she was already closing her eyes and letting her head fall back while rubbing her clit on my dick. As that beautiful sight made my eyes wide open, I had to grab her back and pull her against my chest with her hips still thrusting softly against mine.

We shared a passionate kiss as my hand was finally able to travel all over her back to stop at her ass. I was crazy to take out that thin teddy bear shirt she was wearing so my hands went up her back again, but now dragging her shirt with it. She rose from my embrace and placed my both hands in her belly, as if it was a sign for me to really get rid of her clothes right away. Then I just decided to do what she was longing, to drag her shirt up as I could immerse my hungry fingers into her soft belly skin and then to ascent a little more to finally reach her perfectly sculptured breasts I was yearning to feel for so long now. I slowly hold her shirt up while kneading my hands all over her nipples, enjoying every single texture her body was drawing on my fingers. She breathed heavily and raised her arms to help me take it off and I followed her. I threw it far away from us and my hands instantly made my way back to her hands, her arms, her beautiful face, her neck and then her breasts again. I felt like I could never let go, I wanted to have the feeling of her warm skin stored in my mind until I could have her again. The three longest months in my fucking life.

She leaned on me again and I shuddered when she placed her mouth on my right ear as tugging my hair.

“You know… I keep having this dream about you and me. Can I show you how it goes?” she whispered before licking my ear and then going down to my neck, spreading a few kisses there. I smiled at her and agreed with her question with a nod. I couldn’t even talk now. Was she really dreaming about me?

Her kisses began to trace a path in my chest as her hands was slithering together, my fingertips on her back encouraging her to keep doing what she was doing. Then for my surprise she just started to pull off my briefs and licked her lips when she unveiled my erection to her eyes.
God, I could feel her warm breath blowing on me, her mouth was so close I had to get a grip on the sheets not to force her mouth to sink deep on me. But I didn’t even need to do that, she was already starting it by her own account. She looked intensely back at me as my lower belly muscles were tightening and my breathing was heavy again. Then she licked it one time, her eyes stuck on mine to seductively tease me. It was enough for my head to drop back on the pillow and for my eyes to close instantly.

“I dreamed I was licking you all over and…” she did it again, now taking her time to go from the base straight to the head. “…and you tasted like…blueberry lollipop!?” she licked her own lips again, but now really slowly, and then giggled. Oh fuck, her teasing was almost making me…

Another lick and she finally let all my length into her mouth, oh, the fire burned all over my body at the first second I felt her warm tongue and mouth walls moving up and down on me.
I just didn’t think she was the kind of girl who gives blowjobs at the first night. So kind and polite, it was hard to believe she was like this in bed. God, I was so glad I was wrong… She knew exactly what to do down there…

“Jess…I can be whatever you want, any flavor you want, but please, don’t…stop…now” my hands left the sheets and sprinted straight to her hair, caressing it while she worked her magic on me. Then she teasingly grazed her teeth against my foreskin while massaging my thighs and my balls. That explosive combination was driving me insane.

“Ahhhhhhh…J…it feels so…” I was about to blow when she stopped and pulled out her mouth. What!? What did I just say?! Don’t fucking stop!

“I woke up all wet every time I had that dream…just like right now…” she straddled her hips on mine again and my hands wandered all over her thighs. She knew I was almost there, she was just provoking me more and more. Then I saw her already wet tight shorts begging me to be taken off. Okay, Z, just stop playing the selfish boy and start making some moves, fucker! Give her some!

I began to strip her shorts along with her panties and threw it to the other side of the bedroom. She let her body fall on mine again to make our lips crash into a lustful kiss. I couldn’t help but to move my waist towards her soaked entrance now. Her eyes faced me and she was asking me to enter her as every cell of my aroused body was begging me to have her right now.

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After we explored enough of that Pink Floyd tune, Brian just initiated a random blues base and smirked at me, licking his lips after.
He stopped to take a sip of his wine when I started to get inspired to show him my magic. Blues jams were my strong spot and I bet he knew that.
This time I just let him show his magical fingers first, moving slowly and slightly across his Schecter neck as if it was a woman’s neck. I wished it was my neck...

I took a rapid sip of the wine too and got back to the base guitar, feeling my cheeks burning now. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, the sexy music, the atmosphere, Brian playing something I’ve never seen him play before just for me… All I knew is that I was totally turned on by that whole scenario, the burning sensation spreading to all my insides, not only on my face now.
I could even sense drums and bass playing in the back while we were killing each other with luxurious frying-finger solos.

At a certain climax part of the jam, where he was just sliding really fast on the higher notes, he got closer to me as we were now almost touching our guitars. I promptly replied to his phrase on the same higher notes, but using different sequences, trying out a bit of hiswahpedal too. Brian stared at me and frowned as trying to follow my fingers with his eyes after. He grinned again and when I gave him the cue to enter, he began using his pinch harmonic techniques and the whammy bar next just to make that orgasmic scream sound typical of his signature. That wasn’t easy, man! How can he fucking do that without even blinking? Now it was my time to lick my lips and have my jaw dropped. And I bet he knew that it could arouse every single girl in this planet, including me.

I replied with my simple notes but now adding a few whammy to it, just to test my new guitar’s screaming system. I couldn’t help but bend back my waist to the sound I was making and I just felt the urge to move my fingers straight to the last frets, the most acute ones, and try out more screaming sounds. And when I found the exact right note, I got carried away with it and let my head fall back as my mouth was drawing a big O and my eyes shut off. I played the same note over and over again as my entire body was floating in the same pace Brian had established before. Wow, that's what I call pure audible ecstasy!

When I finally was able to wake up from my mesmerizing moment, my eyes stumbled with a perplexed Brian. He was wearing his famous smirk again but now his gaze seemed hypnotized by whatever he had seen. He just stopped playing to keep glaring deeply at me and, in that particular moment, I knew exactly what was going through his mind. And I was definitely thinking the same.

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With my permission fully granted by Jess’ glance I just placed her properly on me and buried myself onto her, to finally listen to a long and lustful groan coming from her throat. I was appreciating every curve her body was presenting to me with my palms holding her back firmly as she moved her hips in her own pace.

“Come on, Z, you can do better than that…” she mumbled on my ear once again and made her way back to my mouth, licking my snakebites before sticking her tongue in my mouth.Why was I so nervous to show her what I got? What the fuck was happening to me? Not enough liquor maybe?

I tried to shut off the rational part of my brain by throwing her back against the mattress and sinking my hips further on her. She grinned at my attempt to surprise her and closed her eyes as I could feel her walls tightening even more around me now and her legs clenching my back.

“Yeah, baby, now you…don’t…stop.” she lifted her arms above her head as an invitation to my hungry mouth to enjoy her skin, allowing me to spread a few kisses in her neck and then on her nipples. My thrusts were getting faster and deeper as the intensity of her hands pulling in my hair.

“Please, J, just scream for me…please…” I tried to mumble already short-winded.

“Ahhhh V…come on baby, harder!” she said it loud and clear in between a few howls and that sound I was recording forever into my heart.

When I was about to accelerate my movements, Jess just planted her palms on my chest and made my body to go back to my initial position, the passive one. I would do whatever she wanted by then. But now I was completely sure that it was the perfect place for me to stay: enjoying her sexy dance on top of me from the best possible sight. I was being hypnotized by the way her breasts were shaking as she kept trying to hold them still. That could definitely be called real life porn and I realized it was damn real when I felt my climax getting closer.

“God…Jess…I’m almost there…”

“Just…fucking…wait!” I could see her squeezing her breasts even harder now as I was trying to delay her fast pace and my upcoming orgasm. Oh my god, she had total control over me and still I didn’t seem to satisfy her. What the hell should I do now? I wouldn’t be able to hold any longer than that.

She pushed my hand from her waist up on her breasts, making me feel her accelerated heartbeat as she bit her lower lip. Then I finally felt her walls tensing around me for the last marvelous time and I could let go just a few seconds after.

“Ohhhhhhh…God, Zacky, I thought you were…” she fell on my embrace as we both were panting at the feeling of the wonderful post-orgasm sensations.

“Oh, honey, I would never…do that…” I kissed her cheek and grinned.

“That was…epic…huh?”

“Yeah…definitely…epic is the word…” we started to giggle unstoppably.

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“Wow, that was epic…” Emily let her body fall in the couch, with her guitar still in her right hand but resting on the floor too. She was sweating and I could tell she was having cramps on her fingers. If it wasn’t for that, I could watch her play for me for 24 hours straight. “Finally I learned your harmonic technique, it's gonna be easier to practice now with that incredible guitar.”

"Yeah…damn you can play this piece of wood…” I said as I dropped in the couch next to her and drank the last sip of wine I had in my goblet. “Look…it’s fucking 5 am… We would never stop if you didn’t tell me your fingers were hurting…”

“Hey! I can keep going till the sunrise, okay?! I just…need a break now.” she breathed heavily almost like a moan and that was one of the innumerous things she had done today that could drive me insane. But for sure it wasn’t the last, cause she was now opening a few buttons of her shirt, allowing me to see a bit more of her cleavage. God…just gimme a break…“It’s hot in here or what…” she looked at me and smiled beautifully, her head almost touching my shoulder and fallen on the back of the couch.

You have no idea how hot it is right now, baby…

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I grabbed Brian’s spare key hidden behind the flower vase and made my way into his apparently quiet and empty house. It was 9 am, he should be ready to go by now. I just thought it was best for me to come here because Jess was getting worried about Emily and the only place we could imagine she would be was at Brian’s. Jimmy had already called a few times looking for her and I managed to deal with him, explaining everything. And I knew if he decided to come look for Emily here, he may not find something he would want to see.

“Hey…anybody home?” I was looking everywhere for a sign of living souls in there and when I got at the living room, yeah... Good that my senses were right, Jimmy would flip out if he would see what I was seeing now: Emily completely nested on Brian’s side in the couch, her head laying on his chest and his arm boldly circling her shoulders, with a thin blanket covering them both.This is not good! “Hey! Rise and shine, lovebirds, our bus is heading off in an hour!” I gave a gentle slap on Brian’s hand as they were awakening from an apparently remarkable night of sleep. Well, I couldn’t complain about last night either… I just hoped that they didn’t do what me and Jess did.

“Hey, Zack…What…What are you doing here, man?” he asked in a big yawn as Emily was still trying to situate herself there, both acting a little awkward when they noticed their cuddling position. Thankfully they were still wearing clothes, looking a little less suspicious.

“Jess was worried about Emily so, if Jimmy had called us a thousand times looking for her, the only place left was here…” I peeked at the surroundings. “Wow…it looks like last night’s celebration extended here, huh?” I pointed to the empty bottle of wine in the floor and the guitars and cables spread all across the room.

“Hey, Zacky, is not what you think, okay… Nothing happened, we just…we were just jamming a bit here and ended up falling asleep, that’s all.” Emily finally spoke up as buttoning her shirt quickly.

“Oh, okay, I can see he just unbuttoned half of your shirt so…” she flushed instantly on my statement and Brian gave me an angry glance.

“Okay, Vengeance, you did what you had to do, to wake us up, good, now you can go.” Brian demanded while brushing his hair back.

“What? I’m just saying, you guys were in a really compromising position, imagine if it was Jimmy here, he would kill you, dude!”

“Zack, as she said, we don’t have anything to hide so…” he approached me and started to drive me roughly to the front door.

“Hey, slow down, Gates. What should I do then? Tell everybody she spent the night ‘playing’ here with you?” he opened the door and practically threw me out.

“Yeah, why don’t you go do that?” he showed his adorable finger and slammed the door in my face.

“Hey, mr. bad temper, the bus will be here in an hour so you two…go take a shower! Separate showers, please!!” I screamed and chuckled one last time before going back to Jess’ place.

Notes

woow, this was big again...Matt big! :3
soo...tell me if you liked it or not, I would love to know ur opinions!! =D
(oh and by the way, this was dedicated to @MeRi, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be writing Jess and Zacky's scene now, she gave me the idea =p)