Imagine If. . .

A pair of drum sticks sit in her hair as she bounces around the floor of the amazing Avenged Sevenfold; she was lucky enough to get front row seats and could see the members up close and personal. She would reach her hand out from time to time to see if she could touch one of them, and actually Matt reached out towards her as well, giving her a little shake of the hand before going back to bouncing around and moving across the stage.

She was so happy; but said happiness would turn to shock and fear as Matt leans down and motions for her to come up on stage. One of her friends would push her forward and she crawled up on stage, crossing her arms across her chest as her eyes focus around the other members. Silence came across the stage; the only thing being heard was the roar of the fans. Matt looks over to her as he struts over to her, a hand resting on her shoulder as he motions to the rest of the band, "I'll give you the deal of a lifetime. Our fans are usually in love with us. And you look like you're in love with someone up here. With all that ink and drum sticks in your hair, can kind of guess who it is."

Matt seems to be pulling the teasing card; the hand that was resting on her shoulder would now move down to her chest, slowly beginning to move the top few buttons apart from her top; black ink reading, 'FoREVer Avenged' on her chest then fully unbuttoned her shirt. The boys could see that she also had 'Fiction' down her chest; yet her hands crept up and quickly buttoned her shirt, a blush forming on her face. She pretty much flashed her favorite band the many of many fans in the crowd. That's fantastic.

"Hey, Jimmy. You got room over there for her to sit. Can you still play with someone on your lap--"

"What--!?"

Matt grins as he grabbed the drum sticks out of her hair and threw them over in the direction of the Rev and his kit, landing on the ground in front of the bass drum. Once they were picked up, she was now face to face with her beloved drummer. She wanted to walk away, but she slowly moved and actually sat on the drummers lap, her own drum sticks in hand she played a few drum beats to make sure they were okay and that the kit the Rev was using was something that she could play on. With a little adjusting, she sat more on his lap, her back pressing against his chest; she could feel his own arms wrapping around her waist. How is he going to play like this? He's the Rev, God damnit; the man can do fucking anything and people don't understand how he does it. So this isn't surprising.

"Wanna play Beast and the Harlot? Yes? Kay."

Matt didn't even give her a chance to answer. She sat on the drummers lap still a bit confused but once Jimmy set up what the song was going to be, she sat up even more, moving her hips slightly over him and hearing a soft intake a breath from the one behind her, she began to play like it was no ones business. She would, however, mess up now and again but Jimmy would fix her mistake and make sure the beat was up to tempo before she got to play again. She could even spin the stick and was caught singing the song; not into the microphone, no no. That's Jimmy's job. She can't sing worth a shit.

At the end of the song, she was on so much adrenaline from drumming, that she was playing as crazy as Jimmy would and once it was over, she leans back on said Jimmy, a heavy sigh coming from her.

"You did great." Jimmy would mumble into her ear, his lips moving past her ear to rest on her neck, soft kisses were laid there before he suddenly bit down, pulling her even closer in that process. A free hand moving to her mouth so the microphone wouldn't pick up the painful yet pleasing sounds that came from her sinful lips. A hand reached up and moved behind Jimmy's head, gripping on the wild hair that resided there and pulled, causing the drummer to groan and bite even harder. Her body slightly twitched due to the pain she was getting and Jimmy slowly pulled away, licking at the mark he knew would be more visible as time goes on.

She would finally get up but once again, Jimmy pulled her back down with a mumbled, "Stay," in her ear. She shivers as she does as told until the end of the concert and the band was able to leave the stage. Jimmy on the other hand dragged her back to the back stage area and they both sat down, of course having her in the drummers lap like they were before.

"You really like her, don't you, Jimmy?"

Zacky couldn't help but to speak, as he saw her spin around slightly and hide her face in his neck. She would stay like that for quite some time, until the boys left. Once she heard the last one leave and the door shut, she grins, threading her fingers through the drummers hair and biting on his neck the same way he did about an hour ago. She felt the other tense up and let a soft groan fall from his lips; any noise Jimmy made it made her shiver and the noises he made went straight down south.

She dug a bit deeper and bit harder on the other and that caused him to gasp out and throw her off on the other side of the couch. Not because he was angry with her. Maybe because it hurt; but knowing the other, he'd most likely like that kind of pain. He rubbed where she bit, and finally got over her, grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head, "Didn't think you could be so naughty." He would say, a teasing tone in his voice. She didn't say anything to him, though. She just grinned and turned her head to the side to show Jimmy that the mark he left an hour ago was beginning to show.

He sees the mark as he leans down, licking over it before his hands slowly begin to remove her clothing, taking his sweet time to see ever bit of skin the girl below him was willing to show. Each time he wanted to remove an article of clothing, he looked up to her, as if he was asking if she was okay with it without vocally saying a word. Of course she would let the man have his way with her; she's been wanting this for some time and now that she finally got this to happen, she's not going to let it get away from her.

Within a few moments, both of their clothing was off, warm body on warm; roaming hands would skim across inked skin of both, tracing the outlines of anything they would touch from both parties. Though, she switched positions so she was now on top, looking at bright blue hues meeting coal. Within moments, warm lips come into contact with another and a deep kiss was beginning; tongue and all. The intimate behavior had both groaning yet it didn't last long. She would pull away as her kisses roamed down, tracing over slightly fading ink; she didn't miss any. Her main focus was the hand cuffs on his neck and 'Fiction' down his chest. When she reached the 'N,' it was all her. Nothing else to trace and that's when she sat up and scurries down and looks to the organ between his legs. She couldn't help but to lick her lips as she dives down and enjoys the treat she never thought she'd get.

Jimmy's head tilted back as a silent moan racked through him, fingers grabbing at messy hair and pulling on the strands, a mutter of, "Fuck," soon came out of them wonderful lips. The slight curse and pulling on her hair made her go deeper; she didn't care if she did choke. At least she could admit she choked on The Rev's cock. Something not a lot of people could say. But the treat didn't last long. Jimmy got annoyed at the pleasure; he loved it, however, but he wanted her to feel something as well so he flipped the rolls once again, now having him on top with her looking up at him was quite the sight. Eyes begging for him to do something. Flushed face with confusion written all over it. She wanted him, yet didn't know how to voice it.

He didn't need to ask for permission this time; he knew what she wanted and would be glad to comply with her needs. He gave her a kiss to let her know what would be happening as he finally enters her, watching as her eyes widen in shock, a whine of pain coming from her. Jimmy didn't move once he heard that whine, though. He wanted her to feel pleasure, not pain. He would move, stop, move, stop until he was fully inside her, letting her pant and get used to the feeling before he finally moved. A few more whines of pain came from her but was soon switched to the heavenly moans of someone enjoying themselves.

"Jimmy.." She would mutter out, hands reaching up and wrapping around his neck so she can have something to hold onto.

"Say my name again."

"Jimmy..~!" This time she practically yells it, causing him to grunt and thrust in a bit rougher than he was before. She could say his name all night and he'd probably end up loving it.
The night came sooner than expected, though. Both of them were getting close, Jimmy getting sloppy but kept quick. She would chant his name each time he went in and kept a tight grip on him. She had to release; she had to release so bad!

"I'm gonna cum--"

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP--

She woke up as she looks around the room she was in. It looked like the room she fell asleep in. She looked over to the side and saw no sights of Jimmy. She frowns; maybe he left after the fun?

"Where's Jimmy..?" She would say; her friend would look at her confused.

"Who the hell is Jimmy?"

"Jimmy Sullivan! Drummer of Avenged Sevenfold..! I swear I had the best time of my life with him..!"

"Well if you did, you wouldn't be here would you? Now get up and get ready for work."
She frowns as she did as told, looking at the clock once again before she looks up to the ceiling.
Only one word came from her lips.

"Fuck!"

Notes

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Hope you enjoyed the sin.

I sure as fuck did. <3