The Music We Make

It had been a few months since the party and everything at the studio was going very well. Each day the guys would come in, work their assess off for hours, go home, and repeat the next day. They were tenacious and determined to get the record done and promoted, anxious to get on the road to play it for their fans. They had all of these amazing ideas that I was really excited to see come to reality.

Every day that we worked, Brian and I tried to keep it as professional as possible. There were days that we just wanted to sneak into that back room again and screw each other’s brains out, but the risk was too high. We both admitted that the first time we did that would be the last. Even though it was incredibly hot, I didn’t want to lose my job.

Brian and I had even recorded a song together, the same song we had sung together before we were a couple. It was officially completed and ready to be sold. I was still working on my music whenever I would get the chance, and Brian would help me when I let him. I normally liked to keep the process to myself and he would listen when I was done, giving me ideas on how to polish the song.

Every time we spent time together we ended up either talking about or playing music together. It was what connected us and when we played guitar or sang together, everything just felt so perfect. Like he was my music soul mate, if nothing else. But as time passed, I knew he was more than that.

It was more than just sex, too. Granted that was amazing, but as we spent more and more time together, it became apparent that there was definitely a reason Brian came into my life when he did. Not only did he encourage me with my music, but he made me a feel a confidence in myself that I never had before. I had always had goals for myself, but because of him I felt that they were all achievable and that I could have even bigger goals.

Andi was officially a social worker for a local hospital, but I hardly saw her unless I was hanging out with Zack too. They were inseparable and spent all of their free time together, but I couldn’t blame them. Brian and I were just the type of people who needed our own space every once in a while, but Zack and Andi weren’t. She spent a lot of her nights there as well, so I often had the apartment to myself. This was convenient when I wanted to have Brian over, but it wasn’t as often as I’d like.

I had taken a side job at the studio to help an up and coming band on their first album. In order to make it work, we recorded late at night after Avenged Sevenfold would leave, so many nights I would be there very late. But, I needed the extra cash and I really loved working with this band. Unfortunately it cut into my time with Brian, but we made it work.

It was now late on a Thursday night and I was coming home after working at the studio with Paramore, the new band I was helping out. It was cold out, which I was not prepared for since it was April. Brian had texted me that they had some news he wanted to share with me, so I headed over to his place with an overnight bag, just in case.

He was smoking out on the porch when I got there, clearly waiting for me. He looked excited and had a huge grin on his face.

“Hey, rock star,” I said, walking over to kiss him. I could taste the cigarette on his mouth, so I stepped away, allowing him to finish his smoke before I kissed him again. He knew I hated smoking, but it wasn’t like I could stop him from doing it. I just wouldn’t kiss him right after.

“Got news,” he said, putting out the cigarette. I nodded, waiting for more, so he said, “We have an official release date set for City of Evil.”

I raised my eyebrows, surprised that I hadn’t heard about it already. “Really?”

“Yeah, we were all talking out in the parking lot after our session today. Mudrock said he felt confident we could get it done very soon and promote and get it released by June 6th.”

“Wow, that’s only two months from now,” I said, but then nodded. “I think that will work. We just have finishing touches and final decisions.”

“Yep. I love recording and everything, but I can’t wait to move on to the next step here. I just want to give the fans the music, you know?” he said with a grin.

I smiled too. “I’m glad you’re so excited. I can’t believe how fast this all went.”

He moved and wrap his arms around me and kissed me on the top of the head. “We couldn’t have done it without you, Rosie. You’re so talented and helped us so much. Our last two albums took so much longer than this one.”

“That’s because of you guys, not me. I’m just there to push the buttons,” I said as I laid my head against his chest.

“It’s more than that. Without you we wouldn’t have an album at all,” he said.

We stood there for a moment on the porch, me wrapped in his arms and my head against his chest. We often had moments like these, quiet and still, while we simply enjoyed being close.

He took a step back, leaning against the porch railing and I sat next to him, letting my legs dangle. Behind us a roll of thunder sounded, making me jump. Brian chuckled, turning to me so that he was standing in between my legs. He took a piece of my hair and tucked it behind my ear, his hand lingering on my cheek.

Rain started to fall gently behind us, the soft pitter-patter creating its music. Brian leaned in, placing his lips against my own, softly at first. I put my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to me to deepen the kiss. His tongue bushed against my bottom lip and I met him with my own tongue, my hands moving to his hair.

Lightning cracked in a bright light and I jumped, pulling away from the kiss. I laughed, moving my hands to Brian’s hips. He grinned at me and kissed me softly again.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, quiet against the loudness of the rain.

I blushed, still always so touched by his sweet compliments. “You are too, you know,” I said bashfully.

“I need another cigarette,” Brian said, moving away from me. He sighed, rolling his eyes and said, “They’re in my fucking car.”

“Here,” I said, hopping off of the porch rail. “Give me the keys.”

“No, it’s okay-” he started, but I reached into his pocket, snagging the keys.

“I don’t mind getting a little wet,” I said with a wink, running out into the rain to get his cigarettes.

I reached his car quickly, unlocking it before I got there, but before I could open the door, I felt Brian’s hand grip my arm. I turned to him to see him smiling, running his hand through his now soaking wet hair.

“My lighter is in there too,” he said softly, making no effort to let me go and let me in the car.

He moved closer to me, closing the gap between us and smashed his lips against mine. The force caused me to fall against his car and his hands moved to my hair, his tongue ravishing my mouth. The heat of the kiss against the coolness of the rain made me moan, causing Brian to grin into the kiss.

He pulled back, resting his forehead against my own. We stood there breathless, holding each other in the rain. Still panting slightly, Brian moved his head back, cupping my face in his hands.

“I love you, Rosie,” he whispered, barely audible against the rain.

I smiled and leaned in, kissing him softly before saying, “I love you too, Brian.”

-0-

We ended up back in his bedroom moments later, stripping off our wet clothes and warming ourselves with each other’s bodies. We fell into the bed and within moments he was inside of me, pumping into me while he kissed me all over. His hands roamed my damp skin, landing on my breasts, kneading them. His lips greedily met my nipple, licking around it.

My back arched as all of the sensations took over me and I began to shake as the orgasm ripped through my body. Never before had I ever been able to come this way, but with Brian I felt like I was on fire. I grabbed his hair, shaking as I came down from my high and screaming out his name. Moments later his climax followed and he gripped onto my hands.

He stayed there for a moment inside of me, panting heavily from our previous state of euphoria. He kissed me, slowly slipping out of me, then laid next to me on the bed. I turned, laying my head against his chest and he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close. The intensity of the moment tired us both out; and though it was fast, it was a moment of passion that I would never forget.

Notes

I'm sorry it's so short and that I didn't update as quickly as I said I would. This chapter was hard for me to write. I knew I wanted to have a time lapse in order to move the plot along, but I didn't want there to be any weird gaps. Also I know the timing might be a little off with the timeline of how the album was produced, but like I said, I want to move the story line along.

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xoxo JJ