A7X One Shots

It wasn't very often I got to see my new wife, Kim, lately. I was so busy working with my new band on their new album that our relationship had fallen to the wayside. I, of course, hadn't immediately noticed this until our sex life took a nose dive.

We were normally a very happy, sexual couple, but I was so focused on doing well with this new band that I forgot I was a married man. And I loved this new band; they were great guys. They had lost their drummer about three years ago and somehow managed to find the strength and willpower to continue on. The worst part was, I had idolized their drummer. He was someone I wanted to be, and now I had the chance to be... but my own version of course.

"Arin, focus in," Zach said. He was their rhythms guy and one of the first I had met. He was a genuinely nice guy with a penchant for various styles. He looked more punk than metal, but I was okay with that. "We really want to figure out what we're calling this album."

"I thought we were going with the first single as the name," Johnny said, staring at his friend. Johnny was the bassist, and one of the funniest guys I had ever met.

The four main members argued back and forth, trying to figure out what the best name was. Honestly, I was just here to settle the vote. I had laid down the drums, proven myself to them, but there was no doubt in my mind that I wasn't officially official yet.

Syn and Matt were letting Zach and Johnny duke it out. I knew Matt wanted to call it "Hail to the King." He was most proud of that track, loved the vibe it gave off, and said it was his favorite drums off the record. Syn didn't care one way or the either. I knew that Zach wanted something more than Hail to the King.

"Guys, it's getting late, and we need to settle this today," Matt said, shooting the two shortest men a look.

"Sorry."

Matt was like the dad of the group, which was vastly accurate considering he was the one guy with a kid. Come to think of it, "Hail to the King" would be a perfect tribute to the new king of Avenged. Maybe we should call it the single. We wanted to release that song first anyway. It was our best.

"I'm leaning toward Hail to the King," I said, finally speaking up on the argument.

Four heads snapped to me. "Settled then. You gotta chime in sooner, Arin." Syn sent me a smirk and stood up. "I'm heading home now. See you fuckers tomorrow."

Finally, we were getting out earlier than normal. Maybe I could get home and make it up to my wife. I had a lot of groveling to do to get back into her good graces. I needed to do something serious. Flowers, chocolate, and sex.
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Kim came home to a mountain of red roses, petals leading to our bedroom, and me naked. She laughed at me but smiled as she realized I was actually trying again.

"Arin... really?"

"Roses are your favorite, no one hates chocolate, and sex is needed to get this marriage back on track." I asked her near with a finger and she came to the bed.

I placed kisses along her neck and cheek and gently on her mouth, waiting for her to give into me. She sighed and pulled me close to her by my hair. Before I knew it we were both naked, laying on top of all the rose petals on our bed.

Kim was breathing heavy as I kissed her mouth hungrily. I climbed on top of her and trailed kisses down her tummy. She laughed, hating the feeling of my tongue sweeping into her belly button. I only did it to irritate her. Her laughter turned into a moan as I flicked my tongue against her clit.

My wife started to squirm as I held her down and licked her like she was a Popsicle. As I started to add pressure to her clit with my tongue, I used my left hand to gently insert a finger into her warm, wet vagina. Kim groaned and put her hands in my hair. I took that as a signal to continue.

Once I'd worked her into a frenzy, I pulled up and kissed her mouth. Kim giggled and then sighed happily as I pushed inside her. We were not about to take this slowly. It had been too long for both of us.

When she was adjusted, I started up a lackadaisical pace and kept her on her toes by occasionally rubbing her clit. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I started to pick up the pace, thrusting in and out of her as she sat up to piston her own hips.

Before either of us knew it, we were coming together. I collapsed on top of her and sighed. Kim brushed her fingers through my hair and sent me a smile. I think our marriage was back on track.

Notes

Oh... okay, that was hard for me to write! I hope it's okay? I'll be quite honest with y'all, I thought Arin was a talented drummer but not right for Avenged which is probably why I was having trouble writing this.

Brooks just seems like a better fit? Any way, I think that's my one and only Arin thing I can write. I'm sorry if you guys loved him, but my brain couldn't come up with words... :( Matt story will also be up today!