Broken Arrow

I slept in all day the next day, and opened my eyes to a dark room. The clock radio, with it's amber light, displayed the time; 11:15pm. I felt around beside me in the darkness; No Brian. I heard my phone vibrate on the nightstand and snatched it up, swiping the screen to unlock it. As if summoned by thought; I found one new message from him.

Cuntbag, are you dead? You've slept all day. Jimmy and I are down in the bar with Matt and Jason. Come join us.

I dragged myself out of bed and took a brief shower to freshen up, towel-dried my hair, and applied just a little concealer, powder and mascara to make myself look alive. I opted for a simple pair of black skinny jeans, biker boots, a plain black scoop-neck t-shirt and my studded leather jacket. Slipping the keycard into my jacket pocket and zipping it up to ensure I didn't lose it, I left the hotel suite.

Sure enough, I found them in a corner in the hotel's main bar. Several glasses of Guinness sat upon the table top, along with a bunch of empty shot glasses. Jimmy was pouring one beer into another, despite the glass being basically full. Brian watched him intently.

"Here's a lesson about life." Jimmy said. "This is one person, this is another person. This is one person trying to understand another person, even though it doesn't have room to download the other person into its brain." The glass began to overflow. "It can't understand the other person even though it tries to." Beer was spilling all over the table at this point. "So it ends up-"
"Overflowing." Brian finished. "With knowledge of being stupid."

"Hi guys." I laughed, approaching them. "Making a fucking mess, as usual."
"Have a beer." Jimmy demanded.
"Ew, No." I cringed.
"Have a beer." He repeated.
"I don't drink beer."
"Harden the fuck up." Brian teased. "You can't drink girly shit forever."
"I drink Rum! And Whisky!" I defended.
"But you don't drink beer." He retaliated. "Drink beer like a real man."
"I'm not a man." I stated. "I'm a lady."
Brian scoffed. "Hardly."
I opened my mouth in mock-offense. "Ouch."
"What do you want to drink, Ruby?" asked Jason. "I'll shout."
"Really?" I grinned. "Okay, make it a Sailor Jerry and Coke."
"Done." He pushed his chair out and stood up, heading for the bar.
Brian was watching me, one eyebrow raised, judging me.
"What?"
"Sailor Jerry?"
"Reminds me of better times." I said. "Used to drink it a lot with a friend back in Chicago."
"Jack?" He asked.
"No, my old friend Sam." I informed him. "She and I were pretty tight, like Sisters, ya know, in the absence of Demi."
Jimmy gave me a small smile at the mention of his lover.
"She'd keep me company at the house parties, while Jack and his boys were off their faces on whatever drugs they'd taken that night." I explained. "We wouldn't touch any pills, but she'd happily share a few drinks with me."

Jason returned with my drink, and I nodded in thanks as I took it from him. He sat back down in his chair, and I sat beside him. It felt strange to be drinking with the Berry brothers again. I typically didn't see them unless the guys were playing a show. They looked very different to how they had a couple of years ago.

Jason's hair was longer, down past his shoulders. Matt's was just past his ears, poking out of the bottom of his snapback. His brother wore one, also. I'd always thought Jason was kind of cute, but never really seeing him a great deal hadn't allowed for that attraction to grow into anything worth pursuing.

Brian swung his chair. "Oh, I am in a good place." The chair almost toppled backwards and he swung himself forward just in time.
"Careful, Shithead." I scolded him.
"It's just, ya know, I need to go to bed, that's just the fuckin' bottom line." He rambled. "And when there's absinthe, just like, looking at you in the eye... then that's what you do."
Jimmy banged on the tabletop. "MORE ABSINTHE!" He screeched, leaping up from his chair and bounding over to the bar.
"Dear lord." I chuckled, taking a sip from my glass.
"Scull!" Matt demanded. "Scull!"
Brian joined in. "Scull! Scull! Scull! Scull!" They repeated over and over, drumming on the tabletop.
I rolled my eyes and obeyed, sinking the glass, and slamming it down on the table. "Happy?"
"More drinks!" Jason cried, jumping up and heading over to the bar.

Jimmy returned and set down four glasses full of absinthe, and I watched as he carefully prepared each glass, lighting each one on fire. I had never touched the stuff in my life, and I was bracing myself for the guys to get me seriously fucked up tonight. He blew out the flames after a minute, and passed a glass to each of us.

"Careful, don't burn yourself." He warned me. "Three.
"Two." said Matt.
"One." said Brian.
We all downed our drinks. It was absolute agony, burning through my throat. I coughed, and reached for one of the glasses of Guinness, gulping down a mouthful of the disgusting, bitter liquid. I screwed up my face and shook my head, waving my hands in discomfort.
"YOU DRANK BEER!" Jimmy screeched.
"I needed a chaser."
"Now you have to finish that one." Brian ordered. "You touched it, got your bitch germs on it, now you gotta finish it."
"Do I have to?" I whined.
"Yes." He smirked.
"I hate you guys." I scowled, taking another sip from the glass.
Jason returned from the bar with another glass of Sailor Jerry and Coke. "Here."
"Cheers, buddy." I grinned, rubbing his shoulder as he sat back down beside me.
Brian shot me the stink eye, and I shot him a questioning look, he shook his head and waved it off.
Jimmy leant against Brian's shoulder. "I love you."
"I love you too." Brian said, kissing his hair.
"You guys are so fucking gay." I chuckled, getting out my phone to take a photo.
"Chuck that thing on record." Jimmy requested.
"Why?"
"Just because."
"Okay." I shrugged, swiping right to set the camera to Video. "Recording."
"Wow, what a great audience." Jimmy chuckled. "What a great audience."
"You know what?" Brian said. "I'm gonna have one of Ruby's little bitch drinks." He got up from his chair, sauntering toward the bar.
"Make them fuckin' not invest in dentistry." said Jimmy.
"What?" I questioned, looking over at Matt Berry for answers.
He shrugged. "I don't think Jimmy even knows what the fuck he's on about right now." He laughed. "He's wasted."
I watched as Brian dropped to the floor, rolled over, and got back up again. "Brian too, apparently."

He leant against the bar, waving his finger at the bartender. My eyes dropped to his butt, his jeans half hanging off him, sagging around his legs. He was wearing his leather jacket, and his grey snapback - turned to the side, with a grey bandana underneath. Casual; but surprisingly sexy.



Jimmy sprang up from his chair and threw himself across the floor, sliding toward Brian and crashing into him, then swung himself back upright to his feet.

"Oh my god." I chuckled, taking another swig of the disgusting beer. "They're gonna get us all banned from the bar."
Brian and Jimmy returned; Jimmy carrying two shots of Vodka, Brian carrying another, along with a Sailor Jerry and Coke.
"Now I can be a little bitch like Ruby." Brian teased.
Jason took off his hat and ditched it at Brian.
"Thats vulgar!" Jimmy protested, as Brian threw the hat back at Jason. "That's vulgar!"
"Alright, now you have to drink a shot!" Brian demanded. "Because guess what? We did something that was aggressive to the both of us."
Jason and Matt laughed.
"No we did! No we did! No, we did. I did something bad, and you did something bad to me." He emphasized his point. "But guess what?" He paused for a moment. "I'm gonna fuckin... I'm gonna really hurt you, if you don't take one of these next shots." He motioned toward the bar. "Just so you know." He clicked his fingers and pointed at Jason. "You make the decision."
"Alright, Shithead." I cut in. "Take your own damn shot."
"Don't be rude!" He retaliated. "Cheers."
We clinked our glasses together and downed them.
Brian swung back in his chair. "You know, in my old age, all you can do is find a place of relaxation at any point, and just--"
Jimmy lightly clocked him in the jaw, making the whole table erupt with laughter.
"Choose." Brian finished, laughing along with the rest of us. "Oh he's knocked out!" He swung his chair sideways toward Jimmy. "He was knocked out!"



An tourist in Khaki shorts and a white t-shirt walked past, and Brian called out to him. "Pink is the new black!" He gave him the thumbs up, and the tourist gave him one back. "Pink is the new black! Piiiiiink, is the new black!"
"What the fuck even, Brian?" I whispered.
"God fuckin' help us, huh?" Jason chuckled.
Brian turned toward me, and I still had my phone on Video mode. "When we all know that Black is the fuckin' new black." He said. "Silly French."
"What the fuck, are you on about?" I laughed.
"I was taking a shit this morning and I picked up one of those stupid fuckin' magazines they like to leave in the hotel bathrooms." He explained. "One was some French Fashion Magazine claiming Pink was the new Black, and apparently a Red shirt and Grey pants is also trending."
"Maybe you should hop on that bandwagon." I teased.
"I'd cut off my left nutsack before I wore Red." He cringed. "Purple, on the other hand."
"Is also closely related to Pink." I said.
"Which is the new Black, apparently, so I guess I'd be keeping up with the times."
"Pink is my thing, Motherfucker."
"Which leaves me clueless as to why you dyed your hair Red." Brian noted.
"Yeah, me too." I agreed.
"It matches your name." Jason commented. "I like the Red."
I smiled at him.
Brian cleared his throat, regaining my attention. "You should dye it Purple."
"You should suck my dick." I retorted.
"OHH!" Jimmy cried. "She's learning!"
"Not unless you suck mine first." Brian challenged.
"That's if I could find it, since it's the size of a Tic Tac." I sniggered, poking my tongue out.
Jimmy snorted, and hi-fived me.

Brian shot me daggers and stared down at his phone, a few moments later, I felt mine buzz and saw a text drop down from the top of the screen;

You know that's not true ;)

I glanced at him from across the table, letting him know I'd seen the text.

Whilst he and Jimmy got caught up in a conversation with another tourist, Jason sparked up a conversation with me.

"So how've you been?" he asked.
"Not the greatest, I won't lie." I nodded, finishing my beer and starting on the Rum he'd bought me. "But I'm getting there."
"Sorry about that, by the way." he smiled sympathetically. "That's fuckin' rough."
"It's weird, ya know." I sighed. "Just a few weeks ago, I was a mess, on edge all the fuckin time." I recalled. "And then I came back to Orange County, and it's like a weight got lifted off my shoulders."
"Sometimes, a change of scenery is what you really need." He nodded.
"Yeah. I mean, I wouldn't say running away is the answer to all life's problems." I took a sip of my drink. "But yeah, I think you're right on that one."

"Peace, man! Thank you! Have a great time, take it easy!" Brian bade the tourists goodbye. He'd been leaning back against the wall in his chair for the past few minutes, and just now swung himself forward again. My phone was still recording, but I'd sat it upon the table now, using an empty, upside-down Guinness glass as a tripod of sorts.
"I'm tired." Jimmy grumbled.
"By the way." Brian said. "Red and Gray, is not the fuckin... new Black."



He waved his hands to emphasize his point. "Not the new Black. Pink is like I told them."

He nudged Jimmy, and the both of them got up, heading for the bar once more.

"They still haven't finished all of these." I laughed, motioning at the untouched glasses of Guinness.
"I think they forgot about them." Jason chuckled.
"I'll fuckin' have 'em, fuck 'em." Matt said, pulling the glasses toward him and starting on one.

Brian and Jimmy returned a few moments later, and Brian set a shot glass full of a dark purple liquid with reddish hues down on the table in front of Jason.

"What's going on here?" Jason asked.
"That fuckin' shot I said you had to take." Brian answered. "Now, TAKE IT!" he yelled, pointing at the glass.
"Why aren't you guys drinking this?" Jason asked, pointing at the glasses Matt had now claimed. "What's this right here?"
"What do you mean, we drank that." Brian pointed at the empty glasses of Guinness on my side of the table. "Ruby drank that one." He said, pointing at the glass I was now using as a tripod.
"I'm done drinking for the night." Jason said.
"No, you're fuckin' not!" Brian protested.
"Look at your brother!" Jimmy pointed at Matt. "He's drinking a Guinness, just have a Guinness."
"And if you get into a Herbal, slash-" he literally made a slashing motion in the air with his finger as he spoke. "Licorice type of vibe, please take that shot, because it will leave you feeling so good." Brian was swaying on the spot, heavily intoxicated by this point.
"I can't take a shot." Jason protested, pushing the glass away from himself. "I've got a sore throat, dude."
"Take the shot." Brian hissed, climbing up on the table.
"Oh dear God." I backed up out of my chair, taking my phone with me.
"Take the shot." He repeated, crawling across the table, knocking glasses over left, right and centre. "Drink it." he said, picking up the shot and holding it under Jason's nose.
Jason snorted and turned away.
"It's not that bad." Brian pushed, taking a tiny sip himself, handing it Jason.
"Alright, I'll take some." he said, rolling his eyes.
"Take a shot!" Brian's voice had turned absolutely retarded at this point. "Take a shot!"



Jason downed the shot, but spat it right back into the glass. "Dude, you guys are tryna give me acid."
"Yummy!" Brian rasped. "Yummy!" He continued to crawl across the table. "Yummy- ahh!" He slipped off the edge of the table. His legs landed in Jason's lap, his head on my now abandoned chair. His snapback fell off his head and onto the floor.
"What, you can't pick him up?" Matt asked Jason.
"No, I'm too weak." He laughed, watching as Brian slipped from his lap and the chair and onto the floor.
"I thought you were strong, dude." Matt teased.

Jason pushed Brians legs away from him and Brian laid out on the floor for a few moments, staring blankly at the ceiling. I finally put my phone away and knelt down beside him. He turned to face me, a dazed look on his face. I grabbed his hand and helped him to his feet.

"I think it's time we got him up to bed, maybe." I laughed.
"No, no, more shots!" he protested.
"No, Ruby's right." Jimmy said, getting up from his chair and slipping his leather jacket back on. "Better we go now than get kicked out later."
"That is an excellent point." Jason said, pointing at Jimmy as he spoke.

The five of us left the bar and walked down the hallway to the elevators. I pressed the Up button and we all piled into the tiny elevator. Brian sank to the floor and laid on his back, his legs in the air.



"For crying out loud, Brian!" I laughed.
"Just so you know, you don't play guitar with your neck bro!" He cried. "You play it with your bum bum!"

The elevator reached our floor and Jimmy and Jason carried Brian to our hotel suite and helped him to our bedroom. He flopped down on the bed and pulled off his hat and bandana, flinging them across the room.

"Alright, goodnight guys." Jimmy said, making for the door.
"Night, Jimmy." I nodded to the Berry brothers. "Night boys."
Jason walked right on over and wrapped me up in a tight bear hug. "Goodnight, Ruby." he whispered, kissing my cheek before following the others out of our suite.



I closed the bedroom door and sighed, shaking my head. I slipped off my jacket and found an oversized t-shirt, changing out of my jeans and t-shirt and into that. I unhooked my bra and cast it to the floor. I walked back over to our bed and noticed Brian had been watching me change - at this point, I didn't even care anymore. He'd already seen me naked, so it was nothing.

His eyes surveyed me up and down, something changing in his expression, and he reached out and pulled me down onto the bed with him. I landed on top of him, my legs on either side of him, resting on my elbows. He looked up at me, his eyes glossy from being intoxicated, and licked his lips.

In an instant, he buried his fingers in my hair and kissed me roughly. His breath stank of alcohol, but I didn't care. I kissed him back with the same force, and felt his hardness against me as it strained against his jeans. Warmth pooled way down below once again, and I began to grind against him, moaning softly into our kiss.

I pulled back from him, biting his lip as I drew away, and brushed his hair out of his face. Even in this heavily intoxicated state, he was gorgeous. Lust burned through me, and I licked over my lips, mentally reminding myself that while in Vegas, I had given myself permission to give into my desires.

It was in this moment that I leant down, nibbling at his ear, earning a low growl from him. I continued to grind against him as I kissed my way down his neck and bit him, making him grab my hips and grind me against him harder. My breathing picked up as I sat up, gathering up the hemline of his shirt, which he assisted me in pulling off.

He reached out to do the same to me, but I stopped him, pinning his wrists down on the mattress. He watched me, thoughtfully, as I kissed my way down his chest, trailing my tongue down his stomach. I scooted down and undid his belt and unzipped his jeans, and he lifted himself so I could pull them off and cast them to the floor.

Now in nothing but his boxer briefs, I could see his large bulge straining against the fabric. I trailed my tongue just above the waistband, stopping only to kiss his hips. I pressed my lips against his bulge, kissing it through the fabric, and he groaned, running his fingers through my hair.

"Fuuuck."

I smirked and locked eyes with him as I pulled his boxer briefs off. His hardness sprang free and I bit my lip, admiring his considerable size. It'd been months since I'd seen a dick, and only one in my entire life up to this point - save for porn. Brian was easily larger, and thicker, than Jack had been. I was pleased to find he actually shaved his balls, which was a pleasant change.

"Like what you see?" He purred. "Told you I wasn't the size of a fucking tic-tac."
"I was playing." I giggled. "And yes." My eyes scanned his length up and down. "I do indeed like what I see..." I licked my way up his shaft. "Very much."

He gathered my hair up in his hands and held it out of my face as I began to swirl my tongue around the tip, taking it into my mouth and sucking lightly every so often. I reached down and began to massage his balls, making him grow harder in response. My tongue curled around his shaft, gathering up spit and slicking him up all over.

I brought my lips to the tip again, flicking my tongue over the slit, earning another low groan from Brian. His grip on my hair tightened, and my lust only grew stronger. - I had almost forgotten how much I liked having my hair pulled, Hard. - I took him into my mouth, moving up and down his length, taking him a little further each time.

Relaxing my throat, I edged him deeper, tightening my lips around his shaft, rubbing my tongue along the underside each time I pulled back. I could hear his heavy breathing, which only urged me to speed up.

"Fuck, Ruby." He spat as my lips met the base of his cock and I began to deep throat him.

He groaned deeply and thrusted himself into my mouth. I moaned against him as he fucked my face, and felt him stiffen, and then his warm cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed, again, and again, taking everything he had. I lightly dragged my lips across his softening shaft and licked him clean, before settling down beside him.

"I was so wrong about you." He chuckled, practically breathless, his eyes still shut as his pleasure lingered. "You're anything but innocent."
I kissed his neck gently, and he groaned quietly. "I told you you didn't know what I was like behind closed doors."
"You're a goddamn Minx." he smiled, turning to kiss me softly. "And it's fucking wonderful."
I smirked up at him, proud that I had satisfied him enough to earn that kind of praise.

The last thing I saw before my eyes fluttered shut and sleep came to claim me, was Brian's deep, chocolate brown eyes, staring into my own...

Notes

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