Outside the parked tour bus, rain fell down in heavy sheets, audibly pummeling against the metal recreational vehicle. The occasional flash of lightning interrupted the otherwise dark sky, accompanied by a roaring clap of thunder. Inside the bus, the band and girls were trying to keep themselves busy, unable to venture out due to the rain and unwilling to drink thanks to the killer hangovers they all had from the previous night of partying.

“BOOM!” Johnny yelled as he tossed his pencil down. “Yahtzee, motherfuckers!”

“God dammit!” Jimmy shouted, banging his fist onto the table. “I hate playing board games with Johnny!”

“I swear he cheats,” Val agreed, shaking her head.

Aubrey chuckled as she sat on the couch, reading a book and semi-watching Val, Johnny, and Jimmy play Yahtzee at the table beside her. Brian lounged on the couch across from her, drinking a beer and fiddling with his guitar, playing different scales and different riffs to warm up his fingers for their show in a couple hours. Matt and Zack were playing a video game on the other couch by the TV.

Suddenly, Aubrey’s phone vibrated beside her. She glanced at the screen. It was a text from Brian.

She looked over at him; half of his mouth was curved up in a subtle smirk.

She opened the text. You look so god damn sexy in that dress.

She glanced down at her attire. She was wearing a light blue cotton t-shirt dress. It was short and fitted but otherwise very casual. Not what she would consider sexy. But she decided to go along with it anyway.

Oh yeah? She texted back. You like it?

Fuck yeah I do. He replied. I’ve been rock hard ever since you walked in.

She glanced up at him. He moved his guitar off of his lap briefly to show her the straining bulge that left a delicious outline in his pants.

She smirked, suddenly having an idea, then texted: Mmm. I bet you'll really like what I'm wearing underneath the dress then.

...what are you wearing underneath that dress?

Abruptly, Aubrey stood up without saying a word and disappeared into the bunk hallway. Brian took a sip of his beer and stared at her empty spot on the couch, confused, wondering if she wanted him to follow her. Surely she wasn’t trying to romp around on the bus again, but why had she gotten up without another word?

Before he could text her to ask her where she went, she reemerged from the hallway and resumed her spot on the couch, as inconspicuous as ever. He mentally kicked himself for being so dramatic - she probably just went to the god damn bathroom. Then he received another text.

As he took another sip of his beer, he opened the message. His breath got caught in his throat at the sight of the text, and he immediately started choking on the beverage. Aubrey smirked smugly as she watched him sit up straight and move his guitar out of the way, trying to catch his breath as he coughed into his closed fist.

Johnny snorted at his bandmate as he glanced over at him. “Ha, I remember my first beer.”

Brian flipped him off, still coughing.

“You okay, B?” Valary asked, looking over at him with concern.

He nodded and gave her a thumbs up, though he still coughed. The guys and Val were so blind, it almost made Brian laugh.Fucking idiots. So oblivious. It was almost fun to just keep them in the dark and laugh about how blind they are.

When his choking fit finally subsided, he went back to his phone, staring at a picture of Aubrey that she just took of herself in the back lounge mirror. Her dress was pulled up over her hips and her ass was visible as she stuck it out toward the mirror. She wasn’t wearing any underwear.

He looked up at her, seeing her a bit differently this time. She was still smirking at him.

He quickly texted: You’re fuckin’ killing me, babe.

Figured you’d like that ;) she replied.

Aubrey was totally wearing underwear. That dress was way too short for her to risk exposure by going commando. But for the sake of a good sexting, she removed them for the picture, knowing it would drive him absolutely wild to imagine her without underwear all day and all night.

He responded: I like it so much it damn near killed me. God I want to rip that dress off and fuck you six ways to Sunday.

As she read his text, she had to clench her thighs together, feeling the warmth travel straight to that sensitive spot. Amazing how he could turn her on with just a text.

For whatever reason, that dress was driving him wild. She wore it when they were loading in, she wore it to the show, she wore it while she was selling their merchandise to their fans, she wore it while she was packing up. And thinking she wasn’t wearing any underwear made it even hotter.

He struggled all night to keep it together, just waiting for a chance to get her alone. But the opportunity never presented itself and he wasn’t able to get his hands on her that night.

He did, however, play the last song of their set in his underwear, thanks to the lost bet with Zack. It wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. His boxer briefs were black and his guitar covered most of his goods, but the girls in the crowd still went wild. After the show, he had about 2,000 requests to take a picture in just his underwear, but he politely declined each and every one of them, offering to take fully-clothed pictures instead.

Late that night, as he laid in his bunk while the bus traveled to the next destination, his phone pinged. It was a text from Aubrey:

You should play in your underwear more often. Sexiest ending to a concert ever.

Brian smiled then replied. You liked that?

Loved it. But it was such a tease. Especially since we weren’t able to sneak off anywhere tonight.

I know :( Do you think I could get away with sneaking into your bunk right now?

With how loud we both are, I doubt it. We don’t have soft, quiet sex.

Good point. Sucks though. I can’t stop thinking about you in that dress. Can’t stop looking at that picture.

Hey, wait a minute. That’s not fair!

What’s not fair?

You have a picture to hold you over. I don’t have one. :(

He smirked, deciding to tease her like she teased him. He quickly shoved down his shorts and wrapped his hand around his already-hard dick then snapped a pic to send to Aubrey. It was too dark to see anything, so he turned the flash on and took another one.

But as soon as the flash went off, Jimmy yelled, “GATES IS SENDING DICK PICS IN THE DARK.”

Brian chuckled then sent the pic to Aubrey.

Jesus... Do you think we could both fit into the bathroom? Maybe the back lounge? I’m dyinggg.

Haha. I wish, baby.

Despite the fact that they had pictures to hold each other over, the next night, before the show even started, Brian dragged Aubrey to a storage room down a deserted hallway in the venue to get out all of their sexual frustration.

The thumping sound of her backside hitting the door was harsh in the otherwise quiet storage room. All the moaning and grunting and panting hardly disguised the noise. Anyone who walked by would know exactly what was happening on the other side of that door.

“Oh, God,” she sighed in blissful vain as he kissed her neck roughly.

“You like that?” He grunted as he thrusted his hips into hers, driving her into the door again.

“Yes!” She screamed as she clutched his tattooed shoulders in desperation.

He moved away from her neck and looked at her, watching as her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth dropped open. It drove him wild. He knew exactly what that look foreshadowed. He knew she was close and he kept his pace steady but pumped deeper and deeper, knowing it would send her over the edge.

“Brian,” she breathed sweetly as she threw her head back against the door.

“Yeah, baby?” He whispered back, although he knew why she was calling his name.

She tightened her thighs around his waist. He watched as she tensed, feeling the sweetest sensation between his legs. Her body rolled in waves as she moaned loudly. Her nails dug into his shoulders and clawed at the back of his neck. He never got tired of watching her come. It was the purest yet most sensual thing he ever saw. It was the only time he ever had the privilege to see her so raw and vulnerable and sometimes he craved the sight.

Before her orgasm even subsided, his own hit him like a bright explosion. He grunted as his hips jerked into hers. His knees weakened, struggling to stay upright and to keep her up as he pumped into her core, emptying himself inside of her. He felt her relax in his arms, resting her forehead onto his shoulder as he continued to pulsate within her. She kissed the crook of his neck softly as he panted, coming down from his sexual high.

He slipped out of her with a pained expression, never wanting to leave his safe place: alone with her and naked inside of her.

Her weak legs straightened as he set her down on her feet. He kept her pressed against the door and brought his lips to hers, kissing her gently but with feeling. She returned the kiss with fervor, pushing her hips forward into his and running her fingers through the hair at the back of his head. She tried to slip her tongue in his mouth but he pulled away quickly with a chuckle.

“You’re insatiable,” he laughed, pressing his forehead to hers.

“That’s what happens when you tease me all day,” she retorted, pulling him in for another kiss.

“Payback,” he muttered against her mouth, running his hands down her hips to her butt. “For that dress you wore the other night.”

She pulled away from his lips and smirked. “Not my fault you can’t handle this,” she teased with a shimmy.

He laughed and kissed her cheek then pulled away from her hold. The warmth from each other’s bodies was sucked away quickly; cold air making her shiver. She grabbed a paper towel and wiped the fluid dripping between her thighs and watched as he got dressed in front of her. The muscles flexing in his arms. The swirls of colors all over his body from his multitude of tattoos. The sweat glistening on his skin. She wanted him again.

And again.

And again.

Ø

The front lounge of the bus was quiet the next morning as everyone sat around, still groggy from sleep. Zacky was curled up on the couch with his head in Aubrey’s lap as she played with his hair, a request he often made, especially after a night of heavy drinking. Jimmy sat at the table with Brian, both eating large bowls of cereal. The only sounds that came from them were the plinking of their spoons against their bowls and the slurping of milk. Johnny and Matt sat on the other couch, watching a local morning news channel. Matt seemed to be interested in the program, but Johnny’s eyes were heavy and he was definitely not focused on what the news anchor was reporting.

“Holy shit, you guys!” Valary exclaimed excitedly.

Everyone glanced up with tired eyes to see Val, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as always, walking out into the front lounge of the bus clutching her phone and staring at it.

“What’s wrong?” Matt asked, curious and a little concerned.

“Nothing’s wrong!” She explained. “It’s great news! I scored you guys a killer new bus for the next leg of the tour! They just emailed me pictures; it’s beautiful!”

“Lemme see!” Jimmy spoke, muffled by a mouthful of cereal, reaching for her phone.

Val handed him the phone and he took it, squinting at the screen since he didn’t have his glasses on.

“Holy fuckballs,” Jimmy said, swallowing his large bite of cereal.

“Give it,” Brian demanded, reaching over the table and snatching the phone from his best friend’s hand. When his eyes perused the screen, he whistled. “Damn, Val.”

He handed the phone to Matt, who’s eyes grew wide at the sight. “Whoa. This is incredible. How’d you finagle this?”

“The label asked how we liked the bus,” she began, watching as Matt passed the phone to Johnny. “I mean, obviously it was fine, but I wanted to see what would happen if I told them it was just okay and we were cramped. And they responded by totally stepping it up.”

“This is fucking amazing, Val!” Johnny added.

“I wanna see!” Zacky whined.

Johnny handed the phone back to Val who passed it to Zack.

“Wow, this is some serious rock star shit,” Zack stated simply. He lifted the phone up so Aubrey could see it then sat upright once she took the device from his hands.

She got a good look at their new bus, which only contained pictures of the front lounge, but the description detailed upgrades such as granite countertops, stainless steel appliances, leather couches, bigger bunks, and much larger front and back lounges.

“Wow, this is beautiful! Nice job, Val!” Aubrey commented. “You guys will have to send pics of it on the next tour so I can see the whole thing!”

In an instant, everyone froze and the whole room went silent. Even the TV seemed to be muted.

“Why wouldn’t you be able to see the whole thing yourself?” Zacky asked, glancing up at her with his brow wrinkled in confusion.

“Well I won’t be on the next part of the tour, so you’ll have to send pics!” She explained.

Simultaneously, everyone began shouting in protest. Aubrey’s eyes widened, a little taken aback by the sudden outburst of yelling. She couldn’t make out what anyone was saying. She could only see the shocked, confused, and hurt expressions on everyone’s faces as they hollered.

“Hold on! Hold on!” Val shouted, raising her hands and quieting everyone. “What do you mean you won’t be on the next tour? Why not?”

Aubrey shrugged nonchalantly. “I have to get back to my life in Phoenix.”

“What? Why?” Brian asked, a little more than surprised. “We need you on tour.” I need you on tour.

“Yeah, dude, you’re family now,” Matt added. “You can’t just NOT go on tour with us.”

Aubrey frowned, her heart breaking. “This was just a temporary gig for me. I thought y’all knew that!”

Though Brian’s face looked perplexed, his heart smiled at her saying y’all.

“Well yeah we did, but that was before you knew how awesome we are,” Zack explained with a ‘duh’ expression on his face.

“Yeah, that was before you were part of the family. Before you knew how much you loved us,” Johnny reminded her.

“Wait!” Jimmy shouted, dropping his spoon and throwing his hands up. “You DO love us, RIGHT?”

“Of course I do,” Aubrey sighed.

“Then fuck Phoenix, we want you on tour with us!” Jimmy exclaimed.

She smiled softly, her heart heavy. She wanted to stay, to go on tour with them forever. But she knew she had to be responsible and get back to the life she ran from. Running from her issues would never make them go away and she knew it.

“I’ll think about it, okay?” She promised.

While everyone accepted that as a sufficient compromise, Brian knew she had already made up her mind. He knew that she wasn’t going on any more tours with them. And he would be lying if he said his heart didn’t break at the thought.

Notes

Whew, I am soo glad this work week is over! Sorry to keep you guys waiting for the next chapter! I brought back the "introduction/prologue" scene so you guys can really compare and see how things have progressed between Brian and Aubrey - hope you enjoyed it! &*