As Brian got ready for bed, he couldn’t help but smile proudly at the dark purpling mark at his neck. Matt eventually walked over to him in only boxers and a tight white shirt, a smirk at his lips as he kept catching the guitarist looking at it in the mirror.

“Maybe I should get you some ice. That’s going to look awful tomorrow.” He reached up to touch it softly and got his hand batted away.



The flirty brown eyes he got in response made his heart flutter, “I’m counting on it.” Gates’ smirked that barely-there smirk back before he teasingly left the bathroom, swaying his skinny hips as he went.

Matt shut the door to finish getting ready for bed, and Gates took full advantage of the moment.

When Shadz emerged from the bathroom, flicking off the light, he found an outstretched, completely naked guitarist on the bed, a few candles lit, and light jazz playing in the background.
Brian’s jazz.

Grinning ear to ear, Matt immediately took his shirt off and headed for the sheets. Climbing over Brian, he throatily whispered, “I have the best boyfriend in the fucking universe…” He chuckled when Synyster flipped him onto his back and straddled him. Putting a hand behind his head, his hazel eyes glimmered, “It’s not every night that you ride me, Bri...I love it when you do, though…”

Synyster smirked, leaning down to kiss across the broad chest, palming Matt’s already free erection. Brown eyes popped up in front of Matt’s face, “Let’s take advantage of your relaxed state, hm?”

When cupid bow lips met pierced, wide palms pushed slightly back at Brian hesitantly when Matt caught his meaning. Gates brushed the ends of his fingers through the singer’s short hair, searching his questioning green eyes, “C’mon, baby, you liked it last time…”

The commanding eyes narrowed, “Do it the way I tell you, then.”

The guitarist smiled wide, “Absolutely, Shadz…” He kissed below the ear, earning him a low grunt, “How should I finger you?”
Matt’s fingers tightened at Brian’s waist, “One.”

Syn obeyed and lubed his fingers, inserting one as the expansive body arched. Moving the finger slowly all the way in and out, Gates breathed heavily in the other’s neck, “This okay?”
“Hnnnn--” Matt dug his heels into the mattress, “Fuck…” The guitarist tried to hide his giddiness when not two strokes of his finger later, he got a gruff, “Two, baby.”

Brian felt the wince, the pause, and heard the breath intake. Covering Shadows’ lips with his, he got a deep kiss and arms wrapped around him in return as the singer relaxed. When Brian started moving his digits again, a hand wrapped around one side of his throat as a thick tongue licked up the other side. Shivering, Syn knew he should grossed out but was only turned on as the huge guy slightly inhaled like he was some sort of prey.

“I love that you mark me as yours, Matty...can I mark you as mine?”

Shadz chuckled lightly at the question, thinking it was funny that he would ask when he himself never would, “Be my guest, Bri…” His eyes fluttered closed as soft lips sucked at his neck--tentatively at first before getting enough into it to leave a mark, “Brian….uh, that feels good, baby…” When this only encouraged the guitarist to suck harder, Matt twitched and added, “Three.”

Gates hadn’t started this thinking he’d actually get to fuck Matt, but as into this as his boyfriend was, his hopes began rising along with the hardness of his own dick. Since Matt was kind of understanding what to do now, the third was a little easier. By the time Brian was scissoring his fingers, Shadz was losing his sense of reality.

“Fuck me, Brian.”

Syn tried to hide the whimper in his throat. Fuck, he wanted to so badly.
“Baby, not yet--” Gates suddenly had a large hand gripping his throat tight and a growly beast sitting up in his face.

“Did I ask?”

For a second all Brian could do was stare as his pupils fully dilated, assaulted by condescending gold. He knew that he must have some deep-seated issues because of how much that turned him on. He sat back and lubed himself up, stroking as his man watched him--now laid back again and legs wide, dimples flashing.

Syn knew better than to say anything, so he rubbed himself over Matt’s entrance, pushing gently until the tight hole gave way--making Brian moan and Shadows cry out. Grabbing the softening horsecock, the lead guitarist couldn’t help but push a little further in.

And that’s when Matt figured out he was kind of into the pain.

“C’mon, Gates...more, baby--”

Synyster stuttered over himself, trying to comprehend just what was going on, “Matty?”
“Give me more of your cock, Syn, seriously!”

In one swift movement, Brian caved and bottomed out.

The tight heat blinded him and he almost didn’t make it. In all his experimentation--he’d never been a top. Fuck, Matt felt so gorgeous wrapping him so tightly. Gates could hardly see, hardly move, hardly anything.

The singer gripped back on the headboard--chest rising and falling rapidly as he began to sweat. The burn was overwhelming--yet it seemed like it’s what he’d been waiting for his whole life. Teeth clenched and eyes closed, Matt groaned deeply and moved his hips, trying to encourage Brian to move.
“Geezus, dude, move your sexy ass!”

Syn finally registered that he wasn’t doing anything and braced himself between the vocalist’s knees. Holding on, he thrust forward--eyes rolling back as his mouth fell open.

“Yes, Brian--fuck--”

All at once, the scene from his point of view seemed to come into focus. From where Brian was, pushing into his lover over and over, he for once was the one control. Matt was a mess under him, no matter how much he might be fighting it. Knees open, body arched back and panting, the image was sexy as all fucking hell. Synyster kept this to himself, but began fucking like he wasn’t the one falling apart but the one making the other do so. Which he was.

Letting go of the now hard cock, Brian smiled to himself when Matt immediately latched onto himself. Testing the waters, Gates increased his pace, fucking a little harder.

“Oh, Matty--”
“Brian, fuck--” Matt’s hips bucked and Syn took the opportunity to scoot a little under the singer’s hips--getting into the angle he knew he himself loved so much.

One large hand slapped firm to the headboard as the other hand stroked the pulsing thickness through an orgasm so explosive, come landed up to Matt’s hair and on his neck. Watching the rippling body tighten and seeing Shadz’ own release reach so far had Brian coming so hard and fast he practically cried.

Shadows winced as he was shoved into, further intensifying the edges of his ending. The moment they both came, they each began to reverse back into their normal roles. Brian didn’t care that it would make a mess, but collapsed into Matt’s arms as they kissed.

Thick fingers smoothed over long black hair as the other hand soothed over his back, “There, there, baby...how was that?” Green eyes teased up into heart-melting chocolate. Without answering, Syn only began to lick at Matt’s come, humming in satisfaction as the singer laughed lightly.

“C’mon, Bri, let’s shower.”
Brian pulled out, wondering how on earth his legs were going to work, but managed to stumble after his boyfriend back into the master bath.

*******

Both men had been slightly nervous that their roles in the studio would be affected by their relationship, so they were careful to try and keep that from happening. While Gates was so clearly Matt’s submissive in almost all other capacities, as a bandmate he was anything but. Synyster fought to keep this true once the days in the studio got longer and a little more tedious, knowing he couldn’t give in when it came to the music and how their dynamic worked between the five of them. This was fairly easy for Brian, but a little frustrating for Shadows. He was at least good at hiding it, but any time Syn so much as suggested something else, or said any contrary word whatsoever--Matt would immediately feel the urge to put him in his place.

This made for countless late night hard fucks--Shadz letting Brian know he was being shown who he answered to at the end of the day. Gates, of course, didn’t mind at all since Matt was so good at keeping it out of the studio and waiting until they got home. He even had to apologize once or twice for doing it on purpose--disagreeing with Matt just so he’d get it the second they got home (only about things that didn't matter, of course).

The boys were glad the two were good at not being boyfriends at work. They’d all been nervous going into the writing process as well--wondering how different it would be. But they were all happily surprised when it stayed mostly the same.

A couple of weeks had gone by before they checked up on Jimmy. He’d completely disappeared. It was true that during their writing phase, some of them would hide out by themselves to write. But Jimmy didn’t usually do this at all, and none of them did it for weeks. They went to some of his favorite spots and eventually found him at the beach, shirtless and yammering on in deep conversation with another guy, about their age, who was listening intently.

“Oh, hey my dudes. This is Art. Art, this is the guys. Art is a lost soul. His wife just cheated on him and he’s heartbroken. It’ll all work out for the best, you’ll see. You’re an awesome dude and you’ll find the love you need. Hang tight, man. Later.” They bro hugged and the whole group walked off together, shaking their heads and smiling at the Rev.

“Where ya been, man?” Zacky put an arm around the tall guys waist and then pulled away, “Dude, you really need a shower.”
“Uh, probably,” Jimmy giggled, “I’ve been on the beach for like three days. People are awesome, guys. I didn’t have to buy food, always had a place to sleep, met lots o' cool folks.”
Christ laughed, “Did you write at all?”
“Yeah!” He bubbled up, “I was super motivated for several random days and wrote, like, complete songs. Not sure where that came from. Mighta been the super awesome weed. Either way, for the last week, though--nothing. You know how distracted I get, guys. I can’t concentrate. We’ve been away for so long, I just wanna hang with friends and family.”

Gates agreed, “Yeah, we’ve all had similar problems, everyone knows we’re at my dad’s, so they just keep stopping by. Same at Johnny’s. People won’t leave us alone.”

“And god knows you two aren’t getting anything done at home but each other,” Zacky rolled his eyes at the couple before he was shoved into the sand.

Matt pulled at the back of his neck. He wasn’t sure about his idea, since it involved them all staying at the same place and he kind of still wanted Brian all to himself, “We need to get away. We should go to Big Bear. For as long as it takes.”

The Rev jumped up at down, “Yes!! That’s exactly what we should do!!”
“Alright, one more night at home and we leave in the morning?” Johnny shrugged and they all agreed.

*******

Synyster had only ever had one girlfriend, and it hadn’t really been for very long. He was known for being a heartbreaking loner for a reason. Years before, when they were touring Waking the Fallen, Val’s sister had started touring with them to “help with merch.” She’d always had a crush on him and he knew it. But as she was always around, he started to kind of fall for her and eventually they hooked up and one thing led to another. Eight months later they were still trying to make it work. He cheated on her constantly, and she kept forgiving him. He really did like her, but he liked the rock star life much more and they finally gave up. Over the years, they'd become fairly comfortable talking, even if they weren’t really friends.
That night, she happened to show up at Johnny's.

He was at the bar ordering their two drinks when she walked up beside him.
“Hey, Brian.”
“Hey, ‘Chelle. Haven’t seen you in awhile. How are things?”
“Good, good. Me and Val have some things in the works. You? You guys are off tour officially and recording, right?”
“Yeah,” He played with his sideways hat, “Well, we’re not actually recording yet, but we’re writing.”
She grinned wide and just dove in, “So, you and Shadz, huh?”

His eyes widened down at her as he froze a little. Why was she smiling? When he got over his shock at her bluntness, he blushed a little as a tiny smile played at his lips, his eyes falling cutely, “Uh, yeah. Kinda just happened.”
“Well, I think it’s adorable!”

Adorable?

“What? You do?!”
“Yeah! I mean...I'm just glad you’re happy, but…” Now she was flushing, making her all the prettier, “To be honest, lots of us girls think it's totally hot.” She lowered her voice at the last part.
Brian almost dropped his Scotch, a little horrified, “Hot?!?”
She scoffed, “C’mon, Brian. You….with Him...ya know, as long as he’s also treating you right.”

“Yes, he’s treating me right.” Syn huffed and folded his arms. He was used to the idea of being fantasized about, but something about the idea of girls fantasizing about him with Matt just didn’t sit right.
“That’s good. I know he puts up a macho front, but I always figured he had a teddy bear side.”

Now Brian was just getting distracted by thoughts of said teddy bear side.

Speak of the devil. Michelle’s eyes got wide when Brian’s eyelids fluttered a little as Matt’s large hands rested at his waist.
“Hey, ‘Chelle.” His eyes went dark along with his voice, “You tryna inspect my property? He’s officially off the market, ya know.” Shadows was only slightly taken aback when he got Michelle’s teasing gaze back as she sucked at the straw in her drink.

“So I’ve heard.” She chortled before waving goodbye and walking off.

“What was that about?” Matt’s nose nuzzled possessively at Brian’s ear.
Syn’s voice went up about two registers as he shivered, “Matt--” He cleared his throat, moving away from the assault on his ear, “Apparently there are women out there fantasizing about us together. And Chelle’s one of them..”

This just made Shads laugh as Gates’ brow furrowed.

“What? Makes sense I guess. We think two chicks together is hot, I guess it’s like that?” Matt absentmindedly threaded their fingers together and tugged at his hand. The small gesture made Brian forget all about what had just bothered him as he was assaulted once again with the dimples, the manly scent, the lips, the works.

“Cmon, Haner. I got one more night of having you to myself and you better believe I’ll be taking full advantage.”
The lead guitarist blushed and all out giggled, when he got a butt slap and was then yanked towards the door.

******

Notes

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