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“Are you serious?” I grumbled into my phone, letting out a frustrated sigh.

“Gretchen , the whole document was lost. I.T recovered it but it was way too encrypted and half of the article was missing as well as all the photos from the photo shoot. We need it before Monday.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose and let out another frustrated sigh. “Yeah, I’ll resend the stuff once I land.”

“No, you’ll send it now!” She replied in her high shrilled voice.

“No Amanda, I’ll send it to you when I get to my hotel in New York. I’ll even map the whole thing out for you! Got it?!” I grumbled, wishing I could punch her right through the phone.

“You’re lucky your one of my best reporters, otherwise I would’ve fired you ages ago.”

I rolled my eyes and told her goodbye before hanging up. God, she was a nightmare to work for.

Taking a seat in the airport lounge, I dug out my laptop and got to work on the article…again. Why did I continuously put myself through this shit? Working for Amanda was enough to drive any sane person to the mad house. She had no respect for anyone and honestly, I wondered how anyone would want to do business with her.

“Flight 8567 to New York City is now boarding at Gate 7,” I heard over the loudspeaker. Gathering my stuff, I made my way over the Gate 7 and waited in line till it was my turn to go through to the plane.

As I waited, I noticed a tall guy standing to my left. I knew who he was straight away. Synyster Gates AKA Brian Haner Jr, lead guitarist of Avenged Sevenfold, guitar god and sex enthusiast. He wore black jeans, a white v neck t-shirt that showed off part of the chest piece on his chest and the colourful tattoos on his arms and red doc martens on his feet. I watched as his tongue poked out and wet his lips and thought to myself what it’d be like to have his tongue on my body.

A tap on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts and I proceeded to move forward in the line. I gave the flight attendant my ticket, waited for her to stamp it before making my way to my seat. After finding my seat, I shoved my carry-on and handbag in the compartment above my head and took my seat. “Um, excuse me,” a deep voice spoke, capturing my attention.

I looked up into the chocolate brown eyes of the one and only Synyster Gates and raised my eyebrows. “Can I help you?” I quipped.

He nodded. “Yeah, you can. You’re in my seat.”

I looked down before averting my gaze back to his eyes. “Your point? I like the window seat.”

“So do I.”

I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my chair more, shoving my headphones in my ears. I didn’t have time to argue over stupid shit. I was already pissed off. ‘Watch Over You’ by Alter Bridge filled my ears, blocking out any noise around me. Brian took a seat beside me and watched me intently.

A few minutes later he still hadn’t stopped looking at me and it was making me even more aggravated. I pressed ‘pause’ and ripped my headphone from my ears. “Why are you staring at me?!” I muttered angrily.

Brian smirked and leaned back into his chair. “Because…you took my seat and also because it seems you need to get laid. I can help with that second part. I’ve always wanted to join the mile-high club.”

“Wow, you’re a piece of work, you know that?”

“What? What did I say?”

I rolled my eyes and glared at him, my jaw clenched. “I’ve had a real shitty morning as far. Now you come along and start a stupid ass argument about a fucking seat. Seriously! Now let’s get one thing straight, my boss is a bitch and expects everything handed to her. She expects me to resend my article and photographs again all because her stupid dumb ass doesn’t fucking know how to use a goddamn computer and deleted it the documents and now I have to deal with you! A-a fucking man whore. So do me a solid favour for the next 5 hours and 10 minutes, don’t. fucking. Speak. to. me.”

I sat back in my seat and watched him. There was nothing but dead silence between the two of us. All that could be heard was my heavy frustrated breathing.

“Ladies and gentleman, this is your captain speaking. Welcome aboard flight 8567 to New York City. It’s 11:15am and our estimated time of arrival is 4:25pm. Sit back and enjoy the flight.”

Soon after, the plane took off and a peep hadn’t been heard between the two of us.

Thank god…peace and quiet.

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It felt like forever before the cab pulled up in front of the hotel. I climbed out grabbed my bags and paid the driver before making my way inside to check in.

Pulling up at the front desk, I waited till it was my turn to be served. “Ah, Miss Deux, you’re in room 324. Enjoy your stay.”

I gave the receptionist a smile and muttered thanks before grabbing the key card from her hand. Grasping my suitcases, I turned on my heel and collided with a hard body. “Oh, I’m s-sorry,” I stuttered, steading myself before I fell down completely. I looked up and found myself looking into the same chocolate coloured eyes that I had back on the plane. The smile disappeared from his face when he realised that it was me who he had collided with and sent me a harsh glare.

I let an inaudible whimper, instantly regretting how I reacted towards him on the place. I needed to say something, apologize at the very least but before I could speak a word, Brian had already side-stepped past me and moved to the front desk.

I felt so ashamed with how I acted towards him. I never acted like that and I knew I had to talk to him. Maybe I could have a word to the receptionist, see if she could help out with his room number or maybe I didn’t need to at all. The receptionist had just helped me, without even knowing it. “Room 327 Mr Haner. Enjoy your stay.”

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Slipping underneath the warm water, I let out a sigh of relief as I felt the stress of today wash away, leaving me feeling a lot more relaxed than I was 5 minutes ago. After washing myself with the complementary body wash, I turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around me. I had decided earlier that I’d have a shower and get changed, before inviting Brian out to coffee as an apology. It was the least I could do after acting like a total bitch toward him.

I pulled on some white lacy panties and a matching bra before pulling on the rest of my clothes . It was around 5:32pm and I knew it was pretty late for coffee but it was worth a try right?

Grabbing my heels, I slipped them and left the room, walking the short distance from my room to Brian’s. After knocking, I waited a few seconds before the door swung open to reveal a shirtless Brian, his jeans hanging dangerously low on his hips. “What do you want?” he barked.

I cleared my throat, not trusting myself to speak just yet because of the emotions I was feeling. Should I just apologize and leave or go with my original plan and invite him to coffee? I didn’t want to be another notch on his belt, because I knew he had his ways of convincing me to sleeping with him if he wanted to, but at the same time there was something about him, something that made me want to get to know him better, something that made me think that he wasn’t the guy that everyone made him out to be.

“Uh, I wanted to apologize for my behaviour. I acted like a complete bitch towards you just because I was having a bad day and I shouldn’t have. Because of the way I acted towards you, I wanted to make it up to you somehow.”

Brian looked at me mutely for a few moments before stepping aside and motioning for me to step inside the room. “Make it up to me how?”

I sat down on the bed and crossed my legs. It was hard to concentrate when Brian was standing there, shirtless. What I wouldn’t give to run my tongue along those pecs. I cleared my throat once again and opened my mouth to response. “Um…I thought maybe coffee? To start off with.”

He stared at me for a few moments in silence and to be completely honest, it was beginning to make me feel uncomfortable and almost like it was a bad idea to say anything.

I watched him closely as he grabbed a maroon coloured vee neck and slipped it on. “Let’s go then,” he muttered, grabbing his leather jacket from the bed.

“You’re serious?” I asked, raising my eyebrows, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

Brian chuckled and grabbed my hand, pulling me up from the bed and against his chest. He nodded, moving his lips inches to mine. “We need to loosen you up baby.”

That familiar ball of heat began to form in the pit of my stomach and I let out a breathy sigh. “Well, what are we waiting for?” I asked, clutching handfuls of his shirt.

He sent me a playful smirk, before learning down and pressing his thin lips against mine, in a heated kiss. I swear that if Brian hadn’t had been holding me, I would’ve fallen to the ground.
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“So…are you going to tell me what caused your outburst earlier today?” He questioned, taking a sip of his coffee. “I mean obviously it has something to do with your boss.”

“Yeah, pretty much. I’ve had a shit day from the time I woke up this morning. My flight got delayed. I was supposed to have flown out at 4am instead of 11:15am. I had already submitted my article and photos for this month’s issue of Metal Hammer but my stupid boss AKA The Wicked Witch of the West somehow lost the assignment. So because of her stupid idiotic mistake, I now have to re-send the article and photos. I got into a fight with her over the phone about when to send them and that just pissed me off even more. She’s a spiteful person and I strongly dislike her. She has no respect for anyone and I honestly don’t understand why anyone would want to work with her.”

Brian looked at me with an intrigued expression. “You wouldn’t be talking about Amanda Ross?”

I nodded. “Yep, how’d you know?”

“The guys and I have dealt with her one too many times for my liking. Why haven’t you quit?”

I shrugged. “I’ve tried to but she refuses to let me go. I’m one of the best reporters there but she always threatens me when I stick up for myself and others. She’s so confusing. It makes me want to punch her. I only stick around because of the money.”

Brian chuckled and took another sip of his coffee before speaking. “You want to know what I think baby?”

My heart fluttered when I heard that word fall from his lips and it made me feel good but then I remembered that he was a ladies’ man, and that he probably called all the girls he had been with, baby. Plus, Brian wasn’t the type for relationships. He tried that once, with his ex-wife Michelle and look how that turned out. “What?” I returned, curious to hear his answer.

“Quit. Do you own thing. That way you don’t have to answer to anyone.”

I thought about for a second and shook my head. “How would I do that?” I asked, frowning, thinking about it further. “Doesn’t matter anyways, it wouldn’t work.”

Brian opened his mouth but closed it before drinking the last of his coffee. “Y’know…I never got your name.”

“Gretchen. My name’s Gretchen.”

Brian stood up from the booth and grabbed my hand, pulling me up. “Well Gretchen, let’s get out of here. We need something a lot stronger than coffee.”

Throwing some money on the table, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me out of the diner.

---
“Hey Syn, what can I get you?”

“Hey Johnny, give me a bottle of Jack and two shot glasses.”

The bartender Johnny nodded and grabbed what we requested. Brian gave him a $100 bill and told him to keep the change before grabbing the bottle and glasses and led me over to a booth in a dark corner of the bar.

Pulling me close to his body, Brian poured two shot of Jacks and pushed one closer to my hand. I picked it up and threw the shot back in my mouth, instantly feeling relaxed as I felt the hot liquor flow through my body. “Mm, you were right,” I slurred, leaning into his chest.

“Hmm?” he muttered, pouring us both another shot.

“About needing something stronger. Jack is definitely hitting the spot.”

Brian smiled, placing a chaste kiss to my lips before drowning his second shot.

---
Soon the bottle of Jack was gone and both Brian and I were pretty buzzed. I had discovered during our earlier conversations that both he and I had a high tolerance for alcohol so I knew that we’d both remember what I had in store for us, the next morning. “Let’s go back to the hotel,” I whispered, threading my fingers in his shaggy hair, pressing a hot kiss to his lips. “I wanna fuck you.”

Brian smirked and stood up, stumbling a little in the process. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the booth, pulling me against his body so I could feel his forming hard on.

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Stumbling into the elevator with a giggle, I pushed Brian up against the wall, pressing my lips against his, letting out a moan, as his calloused hands slipped underneath my shirt and rested on my hips. “I want you so bad,” he breathed, latching onto my neck.

“I want you too big boy.”

It felt like an eternity had passed before the elevator had reached our floor, but in reality it was only a few moments. The doors opened and I all but practically dragged Brian out of the small metal box, wanting nothing more than to be a withering mess underneath his body.

Stopping in front of his door, because it was the closest, I impatiently waited for him to get his door open. Once he did, I shoved him inside and slammed the door behind me. Stripping myself of my jacket, jeans and shoes, I climbed on top of him and pressed my lips against his. I let out a breathy whimper as I felt his cold finger tips brush against my heated skin. He tugged on my shirt and pulled away just long enough to pull it over my head and throw it onto the floor.

His erection pressed against my clothed heated core, making us both moan. I moved my lips from his mouth to his neck and kept moving down his body until I get to the waistband of his jeans. Brian let out a hiss as I palmed him through his jeans. “Stop that!” He hissed, lifting his hips as I continued to palm him.

“Why not baby? Would you rather I suck it?”

“Oh yeah,” he moaned. “Suck me like a lollipop.”

I sent him a smirk all while unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. I leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to his clothed erection. Slipping my fingers into the waistband of his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, I pulled them down, exposing his impressive length. I reached up and cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as I took him inch by inch into my mouth.

Brian threaded his fingers into my hair, holding my head in place as he jerked his hips, making me gag on his cock. “Ohhh yeah, right there, baby. Ohhh, I’m gonna cum!” he moaned, gripping the sheets

I looked up and watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, moaning my name as I felt his seed coat the back of my throat. Swallowing every bit, I removed him from my mouth, licking my swollen lips in the process. He gripped my wrists and pulled me up off the floor, sending me a smirk as his fingers slipped into the waistband of my panties, tugging them down my legs.

He crawled up the bed and laid against the pillows, removing his shirt. I looked at him seductively, feeling the fire in the pit of my stomach burn hotter, as I reached back and unclasped my bra, letting my small but perky breasts fall free of their prison. “Come here,” he gestured.

I climbed up onto the bed, Brian grabbing my hands, making me stand over the top of him. He sat up and gripped the back of my thighs, rubbing at the soft skin. “Straddle my face,” he murmured. “I want to eat you out.”

A shaky breath left my lips as I felt him press feather light kisses across the inside of my thighs. I gripped the bedhead as he shuffled down the bed a little, lying against the pillows. “C’mon baby,” he whispered with a smirk. “I’m hungry.”

I looked down at him and lowered myself onto his face. His tongue flickered out and touched my clit, making a load moan fall from my lips. “Holy fuck!” I cried out as his tongue plunged deeper into my wet slit.

Not only could his fingers make magic but so could his tongue.

I arched my back in pleasure, rocking against his tongue, tugging on his hair as I felt my muscles tighten. “Fuck! Brian! I’m gonna cum! Ohhh, I’m cumming!” I screamed, squirting liquid all over his face.

Aftershock orgasms ran through my body, as I climbed off his shoulders and collapsed beside him. I watched as he sat up and grabbed his abandoned shirt off the floor to wipe his face. “So, you’re a squirter?” He asked with a playful smirk.

I buried my face in my hands and slowly nodded. “Yeah, I guess. I’m sorry,” I whispered.

Brian chuckled and removed my hands from my face. “Don’t get shy on me now baby. That was amazing,” he muttered, climbing on top of me and connecting our lips together in a sloppy heated kiss. “Quit your job. Come on tour with me.”

“What?” I asked, looking up at him in confusion.

“Come on tour with me. Be our tour photographer.”

I opened my mouth to say something but all that left my lips was a load moan as Brian slowly inserted his impressive length inside me.

---
My eyes fluttered open and I groaned from the bright light shining in from the hotel room windows. “Good morning,” A husky voice said.

I froze for a split moment before remembering the events from last night. A smile appeared on my face as I turned on my side, whimpering a little from the pain I felt beside my legs, and found a sleepy looking Brian staring at me with a smile. “Are you okay?” He asked.

“Yeah,” I replied, giving him a small smile. “I’m just a little tender from last night. You definitely fucked me good.”

Brian chuckled and pressed a quick kiss to my lips before pushing the sheets off his body, revealing his impressive morning wood. “I’m gonna have a shower. Care to join me?” He asked, pressing another quick kiss to my lips.

I nodded. “Yeah but give me a moment. I just have some business to take care of.”

Brian nodded and sent me a knee-buckling smile and disappeared into the bathroom.

I lay on the bed and thought about what Brian had asked me last night just before we had some mind-blowing sex. The question was gnawing at me and I knew I had to make a decision before he was due to leave New York after his concert tonight. I loved my job; don’t get me wrong but I hated working for that witch we all know as Amanda.

The number one thing that scared me the most was; if I said yes and go on tour with him; that everything could be well at the start but then it could go to shit. Just because Brian and I had mind-blowing sex, last night does not mean that things would stay good between us. We were complete opposites but opposites attract don’t they?

Climbing off the bed, I wrapped a sheet around my body and grabbed my phone from my jeans. Bringing up my contacts, I looked towards the bathroom, hearing the shower start up and made my decision. “Do you have the assignment done?” A shrill voice asked on the other end of the line.

I rolled my eyes, already feeling a headache coming on. “Amanda, I’m only going to say this once so listen very carefully. I will send through the article and photos today and this will be my very last assignment under you. I quit effective immediately.”

There was silence for a few moments before she spoke. “You can’t do that!” She cried.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes once more. “Guess what, I just did,” I sneered, ending the call.
A smile appeared on my face as I made my way into the bathroom, finding a butt ass naked Brian, all wet and sexy. I dropped the sheet from my body and climbed inside the shower, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He turned in my arms and leaned down, pressing our lips together in a heated kiss. “What took you so long?” He asked in a whisper.

“Is that job offer still open?”

Brian grinned and slammed his lips against mine once more, gripping my thighs and lifting me up off the ground. “Always,” he whispered as he slipped his long hard thick length into my wet heat.

Notes

I am so so so sorry that I didn't post this earlier. I've been bed ridden for the last week with major cramps. Ladies, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Haven't dealt with them for the last 3 months due to all the stress I've been under so I've been in the most unbearable pain ever. I almost overdosed on painkillers the other day due to the pain and almost ended up in the hospital. I'm okay, though.

In other news, I realised that this one shot is the longest one-shot I've ever written. 3,754 words. Before this one, 'The Surprise' was the longest one I had written at 3,159 words.

I'm quite happy with how this one turned out and hope you are too DaphneG. Sorry it took so long honey but hopefully I made up for the wait.

I'm halfway through writing up the next one-shot and this next one was requested by Hollie and we finally get some Jimmy action :P

That's all, for now, folks. I should have Hollie's one-shot up soon. Right now it's almost 2:30am here in Australia and I'm super tired so I'm gonna get some sleep and I'll talk to you guys tomorrow x

PS: Enjoy this cute ass picture of my favorite couple in the entire world <3



~HarleyQuinzel1001