Make This Night Worth My Time

Ahh, good ol' Warped Tour bus parties; this was what I fucking lived for. This was life on the road. Motley Crue's "Shout At The Devil" was blasting through the air and I was shouting the lyrics as my partner, Jimmy, pretended to drum along in midair. There was barely room to move, what with all five members of Avenged Sevenfold, plus the entirety of Asking Alexandria all cramped into the limited space.

"SHOUT! SHOUT! SHOUT! SHOUT AT THE DEVIL!" I yelled.



Jimmy stopped drumming for a moment to speak to Brian, who was swaying about like a fucking moron in his intoxicated state, leaning on the table beside us for support. He left the bus and Ben emerged from the bunk area, sliding into the chairs on the opposite side of the table. He sighed and shook his head.



"What?" I called over the music.
"Danny's back there all over your friend." he chuckled, sticking his thumb out toward the back of the bus. "It's safe to say, Ruby is definitely getting some Dick tonight."
"About fuckin time." I nodded, downing another shot. "So she should, since Brian's been such a fuckwit lately."
"Be nice." Jimmy frowned, nudging me.
"Don't act like he's such a Saint." I replied. "I know he's your best friend, but he hurt my best friend."
"Well, Danny'll give her a good ol' dose of Oxytocin." Ben winked. "He'll just inject it right into her, with his DICK!"
"Very clever, Ben." I rolled my eyes. "So original."
"Fuck you." he spat, snatching up the bottle of Jack Daniels on the table and sculling it right from the bottle.
"You wish."
"Could always have a three-way." he smirked, nodding toward Jimmy beside me as he set the bottle down.
"I wouldn't say No." Jimmy giggled from beside me.
"I'm gonna need a lot more alcohol." I snorted, pulling the bottle of Tequila out of my lap, where I was guarding it against anyone else touching it, pouring myself another shot.

Brian returned with a skanky pastel pink-haired metalhead poser and an equally slutty brunette under each arm, sliding into the couch across from us. Jimmy stared him down, channeling a surprising amount of rage through his eyes for such a skinny man. Well, what he lacked in width, he made up for in height, and length - if you catch my drift.

"Looks like you're back to doing what you do best." Ruby snorted, suddenly appearing in the walkway to the bunks.
"You can't exactly talk, here." Brian replied. "You had your chance."
"You had yours!" she snapped. "You blew it!"
"You don't exactly seem affected by it." Brian said, nodding at Danny, who was standing behind Ruby.
"I wouldn't have to hook up with Danny if you'd just kept your fucking dick in your pants."
"Dude, get over it, he doesn't want you." Becky laughed.
I glared at her. One more word and I'll smack your fucking Jeffree Star lipstick covered mouth shut, skank...
"I wouldn't have to find other girls if Jimmy had kept his fucking mouth shut." Brian snarled.
"You probably would have anyway, you're just repeating what you did last year." Ruby spat.
"The fuck does that mean?"
"Ruby-" Jimmy tried to cut in.
Ruby held up her hand to silence him. "All those fucking groupies you fucked last year."
"I didn't fuck anyone last year." Brian said. "I had Jenna."
"Yeah right." she scoffed. "Jimmy told me about all the girls you brought back to the bus during last year's tour."
"You fucking said that?!" Brian snapped, turning his attention to Jimmy. "What the fuck?!"
"I was trying to protect her..." Jimmy frowned.
"So you fucking fed her bullshit?!"
"You've hurt her enough times already." he defended, then, turning to Ruby, he said; "And no offense, Ruby, but, you couldn't have resisted him if you tried." Jimmy sighed. "I just didn't want you to get hurt any more than you already have been."
Ruby was stumped, and didn't respond.
"Dude..." Brian breathed. "You're my brother, and I love you, but you are really testing my fucking patience, lately."
"Speak for yourself, Brian." Jimmy scowled. "You can blame me all you want, all I did was protect her, and your actions only further justified that."
"You fucking lied to her." Brian snarled. "And you fucking back-stabbed me."
"Nobody made you fuck those other girls, Brian." he replied, rising from his seat. "That was all you." Jimmy left the bus and I shot up from my seat, following after him.

I flinched as Jimmy kicked the side of the bus, throwing his empty Heineken bottle into the nearly-empty parking lot, where it shattered against the gravel. He sighed, leaning against the bus, gazing up at the night sky as his chest heaved with each breath he took. I knew Jimmy well enough to know that when he was this angry, the only thing you could do was stand by and wait for him to calm down.



I looked over at Ben, who seemed a little lost for what to do, and I raised my hand at him, letting him know to just stand down until Jimmy had settled. Ruby came storming out of the bus, Danny hot on her heels as he followed her into the night and I sighed; first fucking night of tour and Brian had already managed to fucking upset her.

"I oughta go back in there and drag those fucking skank bitches out by their hair." I growled, heading toward the door.
"Demi!" Jimmy spoke suddenly, his fingers wrapping around my wrist as he stopped me. "Don't."
"They're nothing but fucking groupies!"
"I know." Jimmy replied. "But it's not their fault, Brian's the one to blame."
"I know that." I said, letting out a huff of frustration as I folded my tattooed arms over my chest. "I'm just pissed off, and I need to punch something, and Brian's like a brick wall."
"Why don't we go back to my bus?" Ben suggested. "Wait for all this to blow over?"
"Doesn't sound like a bad idea." Jimmy sighed, pushing himself off the bus as we began to follow Ben through the darkened parking lot.



Asking Alexandria's tour bus wasn't far away, and despite the dim light, stood out like fucking dogs balls in the night. Nothing to do with the fact that their logo was obnoxiously splashed across the front, back and sides of the goddamn thing. They might have been a fairly new band; but being a bunch of pretty English boys with "Sexy accents", they'd pulled in enough revenue to get a big, fancy fucking bus to trek across the country in this year.

"Drink?" Ben asked as we boarded the bus.

It was completely empty but for the three of us, the rest of the band and their crew were either on Avenged Sevenfold's bus partying, or somewhere out in the parking lot packing things up so we could get back on the road.

"Please." I replied, making my way to the very back of the bus and slumping down on one of the couches.
"All we've got is Heineken, Danny and I drank the Tequila dry last night." Ben sniggered, passing a bottle to me.
"Too bad I left my fucking bottle on the other bus." I groaned, cracking it open. "But fuck it, I like Beer."
"At least you have one up on Ruby, there." Jimmy chuckled, clinking his bottle against mine before drinking deeply from it.
"Because Ruby's a pussy-ass bitch." I snorted, taking another swig.
"So nice to your friends." Ben smirked.
"You can fucking talk." I replied. "Calling Danny "Fat Cunt" all the time."
"Because he is a fuckin' Fat Cunt." Ben sniggered.
"Not everyone can be a walking stick man like you two." I laughed, gesturing between him and Jimmy.
"You can fuckin talk." Ben teased. "You and your fuckin peg legs and boney ass."
"Hey, they're nice legs, and she has a great ass." Jimmy purred, groping at my inner thigh as he nibbled on my ear.
"I'm feeling incredibly left out right now." Ben pouted, watching Jimmy's hands roam my body.
"C'mere, then." I smirked.
"For real?" his eyes went wide as he leaned in toward me.
"Sure, Jimmy can share, right?" I grinned, turning to him to make sure.
"One condition." Jimmy replied, sliding his hand between my legs and grasping my crotch. "This, is Mine, and Mine only."
"Understood." Ben chuckled.

I kissed Ben as Jimmy nibbled at my neck and slid his hand beneath my shirt, sliding up my stomach and gently kneading my breasts. Ben helped hike my shirt up and I broke off the kiss to allow him to lift it off over my head before turning to Jimmy and kissing him instead. I heard the jingle of Ben's belt and a soft thud as he dropped his pants as I kissed Jimmy harder, reaching down to undo his belt.

There was no need to remove Jimmy's shirt as he wasn't wearing one, he rarely did. At least not on tour, and much less during the Summer. As I wrapped my arms around Jimmy's neck, he grabbed my ass and lifted me into his lap. I felt Ben's lips on the back of my shoulder, at the base of my neck. His bare chest pressed against my back as his arms slid between mine and Jimmy's, wrapping around my torso as he bit me.

"Fuck." I breathed. "Are we seriously doing this?"
"Do you not want to?" Ben murmured from behind me.
"Are you kidding me?" I giggled. "Two sexy motherfuckers worshiping my body? Of course I want to. It's just new for me, is all."

Jimmy's lips traveled down my neck, working his way down to suck and drag his teeth over my nipples, kneading the other while his mouth was occupied, switching between the two for several moments at a time. Ben's lips met my neck in the absence of Jimmy's, and he reached down to unbutton my shorts.

"Better remember my fucking rule." Jimmy growled.
"I'm just helping her undress, pussy's all yours." Ben chuckled.
"You so much as graze her down there, I'll make sure you can't fuck anyone for a month, maybe longer." Jimmy warned him.
"Understood." Ben said once more.

I stood up on my knees as Ben slid my shorts off, and Jimmy pushed me onto my back as Ben stepped off the couch for a moment to remove his boxers. I slid my hands down Jimmy's back and helped him out of his own, and his lips began to work a path down my stomach. He removed my panties and pulled my legs over his shoulders, and I gasped when Jimmy tongue began to tease my clit.

"Poor little Benny, so left out." I giggled, as Ben watched from afar.

I reached out for his hand, pulling him back over to the couch. Ben stood on his knees, leaning over me as I wrapped my hand around his shaft and began pumping him. I yelped in surprise when Jimmy slipped his fingers inside me, expertly working the sensitive nerves as his tongue continued its assault on my clit.

"Fuck, Jimmy." I panted.
"You know, this would be a lot more fun if I didn't have Ben's ass in my face right now." he laughed.
"Oh shut up-" I stopped mid-sentence to moan as Jimmy's fingers hit me right where I needed it most. "You gotta share."

With that, I leaned up and began to tease the tip of Ben's cock with swift, gentle flicks of my tongue. He smirked down at me and ran his fingers through my hair, exhaling deeply as I dragged my tongue along the underside of his shaft. Gathering up spit, I continued to slick him up all over, curling my tongue around his length.

"God, she's beautiful." Ben breathed.
"I know she is." Jimmy replied, curling his fingers inside me.
"Jimmy!" I gasped.
"But she's mine."

I took a moment to catch my breath, squeezing my eyes shut as my pleasure continued building downstairs as Jimmy teased me. I knew he was taking his time, drawing it out as much as possible, and I almost forgot about Ben completely until I opened my eyes. Ben took himself in his hand, running the tip of his cock across my lips.

"Sorry, Benny." I giggled. "I haven't forgotten about you."

I alternated between teasing him with my tongue, and gently dragging my lips over the tip. Seeing the change in his expression, I finally edged him deeper into my mouth, rubbing my tongue along the underside as I began to bob up and down his length, adding a little extra stimulation with my hands.

"Fuck, you give good head." Ben panted, slamming his hand against the wall to steady himself.

He gathered up my hair and forced himself deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, and I responded by speeding up. Within moments, he was groaning as he came, and I swallowed all that he had to give.

"That didn't take long." I teased.
"When you suck dick like that-" he panted. "Of course fucking not."

He got off the couch and fell onto the floor, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes fluttered closed, and within moments, he was snoring. Jimmy had temporarily stopped ravishing me downstairs and the two of us chuckled at the now unconscious Ben.

"Aww, ain't he cute?"
"Spoof n' Snooze." Jimmy snorted.
"We should at least make sure he's comfortable." I laughed, grabbing a nearby blanket and throwing it over him. "He looks so precious." I mused, watching as Ben curled up on his side, pulling the blanket around himself in his sleep. "He's like a child."
"Yeah, he is." Jimmy stated, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back toward the couch. "Now get the fuck back over here."

I giggled as he threw me onto my back and pinned my wrists on either side of my head.

"First and last time." he growled. "I don't like sharing."
"You were all for it at first." I teased.
"You're too fucking beautiful to share."

He leaned down and kissed me and I moaned deeply as he entered me, beginning a smooth rhythm with his hips. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing my heels into his back as encouragement to go deeper. I broke the kiss to cry out, my eyes rolling back into my head, his earlier actions having well and truly prepared me for the main event.

"I love you." he breathed, adding a little more force.
"I love you, too."

I was used to Jimmy pounding into me mercilessly, but this was entirely different. His lips grazed every inch of skin he could reach as he kept my hands firmly pinned at my sides; kissing my forehead, the tip of my nose, gazing deeply into my eyes. His movements remained slow, though dominating, and I don't think I'd ever felt so sensitive in my life. - How much fucking Tequila did I drink? Did he fucking slip E's into my shots?

"Fuck, you feel so good." I groaned, sinking my nails into his back.
"I love you so fucking much." he grunted.

His arms slid around my neck and I leaned into him, nipping at his neck and kissing his shoulder, moaning against his skin. Sweat began to build up, our bodies gliding against each other and I had no doubt in my mind at this point that Jimmy had most definitely slipped something into my drink. I never sweat this profusely during sex, nor felt this fucking high during the act. And the strangest part?

I never touched drugs, usually, but whatever this was, I fucking loved it

I arced my back, pressing my body closer to his, screaming as I finally found my release, Jimmy meeting me in simultaneous ecstasy. He kept on for a few moments more, dragging out the intense feeling of Bliss, before finally slowing to a stop.

"Jesus Christ." I panted, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
"You enjoy that?" he smirked.
"What did you fucking put in my drink?"
"What makes you think I put something in your drink?" he chuckled.
"You're the fucking Reverend Tholomew Plague." I scowled. "And it's never felt like that before."
"I didn't put anything in your drink." Jimmy smiled. "God's honest truth."
"Well, while I find that hard to believe-" I giggled. "That was undoubtedly the greatest sex I've had in my entire life."

His smile grew and he leaned down to quickly peck my lips before rolling off of me. I watched as he scampered across the floor, grabbing one of the discarded Heineken bottles and smashing it against the floor. He carefully sifted through the glass for the metal ring that usually sat around the rim of those bottles, and knelt down beside me on the couch, holding it out toward me.

"What are you fucking doing?" I giggled.
"You're the coolest fuckin chick I've ever met, when we get off this tour, I'm gonna marry you, but if I'm gonna marry you, you gotta say yes." he rambled.
"Jimmy, you're drunk" I snorted.
"So what? Marry me!" he cried.
"Are you gonna remember this when you're sober?" I teased, cocking an eyebrow.
"Yes, for gods sake, will you just frikken give me a solid answer?!"
"Oh my god, fine! Yes! Okay! I'll marry you, you crazy bastard."
"REALLY?" he yelled, his eyes widening with excitement.
"Yes."

I giggled as Jimmy scooped me up off the couch and spun me around.

"What the fuck just happened?" came Ben's voice, apparently recovering from his temporary coma.
"I think Jimmy and I just got engaged." I laughed
"Oh, no shit? Fucking congrats." Ben replied.

Trust the fucking Rev to propose right after a fucking threesome, butt naked, with a goddamn metal ring from a beer bottle. Would Jimmy remember this in the morning? I honestly had no idea. But either way, I was proud as fuck to call him mine.

There was nobody in this world I'd rather tie myself to for the rest of my life...

Notes

Jesus fucking Christ, I hope ya'll enjoyed this goddamn monstrosity of a One-Shot. I figured you'd all want the story behind Demi and Jimmy's sudden Engagement, so, here it is.

This is also a Gift for one of my best friends in the entire world, whom the character of Demi is, and always has been based on. She is the Jimmy to my Brian, we're pretty much the female version of those two fucks and it's transferred into Broken Arrow clear as day. I hope you fucking enjoyed this, and if not, well, YOU CAN JUST LAUGH AT ME! LET'S COME LAUGH AT THE ARTISTTTT!

I'M OUTTA HERE MAN, I'M ONLY WRITING THIS ONE SHOT AND I'M NOT COMING OUT FOR TEN YEARS, AND WHEN I COME BACK; I'M GONNA BE THE KNIFE-MASTER!