The two laughed lightly over breakfast and made love afterwards. It was still hard and fast and Matt was still demanding and growly, but Brian felt more loved than ever as he was taken over and over by the singer and shown he would be cared for in the most carnal of ways as well as the most domestic. Shadows’ heart healed as Gates gave himself over to him, doing everything that was asked of him as Matt took him in the kitchen, in the shower, fucked his pretty little mouth, demanded him in bed again, and later leaned him over the couch before dragging him back to the shower.

That evening he basically had to carry him back onto the bus, immediately putting Brian in his bunk before Matt stayed up with the rest of the boys, answering all sort of ridiculous, perverted questions that only best of friends would ask. Including, the answer of the hour.

“You’re doing what!?” Zacky cackled.

Johnny looked at Matt, a little horrified, “You guys just started dating. Isn’t that...fast?”

Jimmy chimed in before Shads could even get there, “C’mon guys. They’ve known each other for a decade or so. We all basically already live together on the road, so its not like he’s in for any surprises. I think it’s romantic,” Jimmy beamed and winked at Matt like he’d done him a favor.

Shads rolled his eyes, “Guys…” He unwillingly became more serious and the guys gathered around him like he was supposed to elaborate. Jimmy closed in on him on one side, followed by Zacky on his other side and Johnny stood in front of him so he couldn’t get up.
Looking back and forth between the three, Matt finally caved, swallowing hard, “I…” Usually the confident, cocksure leader of the group, he was extremely uncomfortable bearing his heart and soul to his brothers. Blushing and swallowing hard, he continued, “Guys...I really love Brian, and...I’m not so good at this stuff….I might...need your help, sometimes...we’re moving in together and I don’t want to ruin this.” Looking around him, he found extremely supportive gazes and dorky smiles. Normally mocking and all jokes, his brothers assured him he had their support and that despite how much they might tease they actually really liked them together.

“Thanks guys. That means a lot to me.”

*********

Brian tried his very best to not admit he was a raging ball of jealousy, but his boyfriend was sitting there acting all cute and boyfriendy with her--his fucking ex. Syn knew he should be the one acting all haughty right now, since Matt was sleeping with him and not her, but uhhh she was all blonde and pretty and fucking pretend pregnant--a taunting reminder of something he'd never be able to give Matthew. So he wrapped himself up in Synyster Gates and acted his role and ignored them.

The guys had come up with a great idea for a music video and despite the fact she'd be involved, Syn had to admit it was a great idea for video. Plus, he'd get to fucking stand on a casket and play his solo. I mean, it didn't get more fucking metal than that. Plus, it would totally drive the singer crazy and he couldn't wait.

They had gotten up way too early after drinking themselves stupid the previous night and they had done the ‘rob the convenience store’ scene first--which just had them all sweating alcohol. While he was more than happy to be done with that scene, now he had to watch as his lover kissed his ex-girlfriend in front of everyone. That meant constant teasing and all kinds of inappropriate jokes as they watched. And he couldn’t leave either, because then she’d win. The cameras constantly in their faces for the “making of” videos didn’t help.

“Afraid he’ll go back to pussy?” Short shit grinned up at him before he got pummeled by the guitarist. After a few punches and being shoved into Zacky, who continued shoving him just for fun, Brian attempted to be nonchalant, “I’m way tighter than she could possibly be. I’m not worried.”
Jimmy’s crystal blues sparkled, “I’ve heard you take it a lot better and way more often than she did, too.”
Instead of getting angry, Brian owned it, flipping his beautiful dark locks, “Exactly.” This just made the Rev giggle.

Valary couldn’t hear what they were joking about, but she knew it must’ve had something to do with her. She tried to play it cool as well, trying to tell herself she didn’t miss those heavenly pierced lips and dimples and oh my god arms.

“So you’re really...gay now?” Val whispered at Matt.
Shadows ran a hand over his face, “I’m not gay, Val. I’m in love with Brian. I don’t lust after any other dudes than him.”
She raised an eyebrow, “Okay...I saw that kiss on youtube. Pretty steamy.”
“Yeah, well….” Matt knew he should most definitely not finish his thought. He needed to get through this scene and to do that, he didn’t need to be thinking of his guitarist.

“Day one’s officially over, and they gave us two minutes to spare,” Vengeance quipped at the end of the day, clearly annoyed that he wasn’t drinking yet, “Party time, baby!”

They all joked on the way to the bar--finally Val-free--and Matt watched Brian carefully, trying to gauge just how much apologizing he’d be doing in order to get laid later that night. But weirdly enough, the sideways-hat-wearing beauty seemed fine.

Once at the bar and drinking, Shads put an arm across his man’s shoulders, bright green eyes looking him over, “So...you’re not...jealous?”
“No, Matty…” Brian looked down at the beer in his hand, “I didn’t enjoy watching you with her, but….” His big brown eyes pleaded up at the singer, “You’re mine, just like I’m yours, right?”

A dimple and smirk showed up when Matt heard the tinge of real questioning in the man’s voice, “Yes, Brian. I’m all yours.”

This emboldened Synyster to lean into his ear, further planting his permanent spot as the singer's mate, “I bet she never sucked as hard as I’m gonna suck your dick tonight.”

Shadows almost spit out his beer as he turned a deep red and looked around sheepishly, smiling that little naughty smile of his, “Good god, dude. Almost just came in my pants. A jealous Brian’s a feisty Brian.” He grinned down at the guitarist as Syn sipped his beer, proudly smirking to himself.


And that’s exactly what he did. He didn’t even wait until they got home. Pulling him into a bathroom stall, Brian got Matt off in hardly any time at all, telling the huge guy he could get him back after they got home. Matt hadn’t approved of this answer, popping his dimples before leaning him over the toilet and fucking him until they both came.

Synyster walked out of the bathroom first, sitting at a booth with his buddies. Zacky grinned wide, “You got a little in your hair, dude.”
Gates slowly cranked up his middle finger, “Nice try. I swallow.”
This answer brought on disgusted noises, to which Brian shrugged and insisted that Zack had started it. Just as Syn was putting his sideways hat back in place from being backwards, Shads sat down--a shameless grin on his face.
“You guys are so gonna have porn of you guys on the internet soon.” Jimmy cackled.

Brian made sure he spent all night satisfying the singer, and even yanked him into the shower the next morning. Which, unfortunately for everyone else, meant they were a tad late. The second they got out of the car, the cameras were already in their faces.

“Day two...already late...I bet everyone’s mad at me, but what can ya do?” Matt played off the camera.
Shads went off with Isham to shoot his book-in scene and the rest of them hung around outside.

Matt almost fainted when Isham told him to get naked. Naked? Yes, naked. Okay, so he’d have to totally own this. They went through the rest of the scene and eventually he was walking around with only a towel on, thanking god it wasn’t cold in there and that Brian wasn’t watching. The camera got shoved in his face again and he knew he had to "Shadows" it up, so he went full-on for it, “It’s time to get naked and your lens isn’t big enough to handle it, so get the fuck outta here.” This had its desired effect and everyone laughed, including the cameraman.

“You need a sock or anything?” Wayne laughed at him.
Matt rolled his eyes, hands on his hips, “No, dude, I’m cool.”
The cameras rolled, he threw the towel to the side, the fake “inmates” all laughed at him, he smirked like a cocky jackass, and the scene filmed.

Once back in a towel and just thankful that it was over, Isham threw an arm over his shoulder, wincing with bad news, “Dude, I am so sorry, but the film got fucked up--we gotta shoot that again.”
“Good one, man, but sooo not funny.”
“No, I’m serious.”
“Fuck.”
So, he did it all again.

Sitting around with their thumbs up their asses under the tent outside, Brian was thankful the camera people were generally leaving him alone. One was filming Jimmy, who didn’t like to talk as much as Zacky, but didn’t mind sometimes.
“Sat around for five hours all day, watched my singer get naked--”
Brian almost choked on his water. Once the camera man walked off, Syn walked up to the shirtless drummer, all indignant, “He did WHAT?!?”

Jimmy giggled, “He was butt ass nude. Like when you get booked in! Wayne said it was all about mindset or some shit. Hilarious, though. Shoulda seen Matt’s face. He was tryna act all cocky, excuse the totally sweet pun, but was clearly embarrassed. C’mon, man. We’ve all seen it before.”
Brian just furrowed a brow and stalked off, grumbling to himself. The world got to see enough of his boyfriend already--he was constantly shirtless and being oggled….he probably wanted to be naked! How dare he.
That’s when he overheard Matt talking to a camera guy, “Sometimes ya just gotta man up and do shit. Went in there, dropped trou, had a bunch of inmates, ya know, laughin’ at me and shit, tryna humiliate me. I never thought I’d be doin’ a, a naked scene in a music video.”
Bullshit. You dream about that shit.


After finishing up a driving scene, they got ready for their performing scenes and Brian knew he looked good--black hair down and eyeliner just right and tight sleeveless shirt. When Matt walked back in, Bri definitely saw him notice--even if he tried to hide it [badly] and was only for a split second.

And then he spent the next couple of hours staring at Matt’s ass as he sang into the fence and the camera.
He forced himself to remain professional and stoic--he had always prided himself on being able to be professional when he needed to be, a party animal the rest of all the other minutes in the day. But his relationship with Matt was still so new--they eye-fucked all the time and it was fucking frustrating, even if so awesome at the same time.

His father was there, though, so he had extra motivation to remain totally cool. The band had insisted Papa Gates be there and Brian was actually pretty excited about it. It would give him a chance to get used to him and Matt together. By the time they were done filming the performing scenes, though, it was getting very late and his dad said goodnight to everyone.

Brian watched sadly as they shaved off Matt’s gorgeous black hair and then did a short scene with whoreface.
The guitarist tried to ignore it when he overheard Wayne say they were going to do a weightlifting scene. Apparently this video was going to be ‘welcome to the Shadows show’.

Gates flung an arm over his twin lead’s and his bassist’s shoulders, “Where’s a beer? Let’s find beer.”
Johnny giggled, “You don’t wanna watch Matt lift?”
Brian just kept walking, “Of course I wanna watch Matt lift. I do not however, wanna get a boner if front of everyone. So. Beer.”
“Ewwwwww.” Johnny overdramatically mocked.
Gates have him a noogie and attacked him playfully with outlandish hipthrusting as the short shit slapped and protested and pretty soon Zacky was attacking the bassist from the other side.

They all found beer and came back to drink it in front of Shads as he lifted and did all his shirtless scenes. Jimmy showed up with a beer and then the shenanigans began--the four of them joking around and trying not to be distracting. Isham kept yelling at them, which would make them freeze for a moment before going right into more shenanigans.

Shadows was having a day. Ego sky high thanks to a day of being fawned over and shown off, the scenes at the end of the day really didn’t help. Working out with other overly macho dudes, being paraded around shirtless, joking to the camera about how they used to have girls in their videos and now instead they had him naked and a bunch of dudes...it all seriously brought out his alpha male side and he was practically growling by the end of the long-ass day. It was late, he was tired, he was horny, he was irritated. His friends basically partying without him in the background didn’t help, either--but they knew that. They were doing it on purpose. Brian was so gonna get it when they got home.


They were wrapping it up for night, Wayne telling them they could start later the next day since they had kept them so late. Zacky, a couple of beers in, was trying to be funny in front of the camera like he’d done all day.
“Check out my chest hair, dude. That's for real. I know you little girls don't wanna see it, but I wanna show you.”

Brian put his arms over the two other guitarists again, pulling them away so they could all go home, “No one wants to see your one chest hair, Zacky!” Syn laughed and Johnny agreed.

Shadows suddenly came out of nowhere--still fucking shirtless, grabbed Brian by the shirt, threw him up against the wall, and shoved his tongue down his throat.

At first, the rest of the guys just stared slack jawed as Syn basically melted down the wall. Then came the taunting and yelling that they should get a room, before Matt didn’t say a word and hauled Gates off by the hand. The three others just shook their heads and raised their eyebrows.

Notes

This took some serious research, which of course I as willing to do *tee hee*
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And then, MOTHERFUCKINGSYNGATESONACOFFIN!!!!