*

Turns out they’d added a couple of shows and were leaving the week after he’d told me. I’d freaked out and spent several days going through my clothes, trying to decide what to take. Zack insisted on taking me shopping, and I couldn’t resist. He laughed at how much purple stuff I bought.

The bus left in the morning and I knew there was something I should do before we left. He’d asked me to take charge and almost two weeks had gone by with one excuse to myself or another. It definitely took the right situation and the right mood. And tonight I was definitely in that mood.

I’d said my goodbyes to little Ness and stayed behind at Zack’s place while he took him to Meaghan’s. Not only was it a perfect excuse to get in my outfit, I wasn’t sure I could handle Zack saying goodbye to his son for a couple of months.

By the time my makeup was perfect, I was all laced up, and my hair straightened I heard him come in the door. Game time.

His breath hitched when he walked in the door to his bedroom. Looking me up and down, he quickly shut the door.
I stood up from where I had been at the edge of the bed and sauntered over to him--handing him a razor like I had the first time. For whatever reason, I couldn’t dominate him with a beard, it was too odd.

Zack took it from me, eyes darkening as he just stood there looking at me--waiting for me to actually say it. I’d gathered a little bit from our first time doing this that it was much more about the idea of me being in control for him, where as I liked the actual pain a little more.

So I stepped closer, running my fingers over his face, “It’ll be so much more fun to slap you around a little if you’re freshly shaved.”
He swallowed hard, a hint of a smirk playing at his pouty lips, “Yes, V.”

While he shaved, I lit some candles to add to the mood--turning on his fake fireplace as well. He’d added a four post canopy bed recently, one which I was going to use. I waited for him outside the bathroom like a cat and pounced the second he came out.

Pushing him back against the wall, my eyes locked with his as I trapped his wrists together and above his head, “Keep those there.” I let go and cuffed his neck with the same one he’d used on me, grinning wickedly when his eyelashes fluttered at the simple action. When I checked it hard, Zack made a sexy little helpless noise.

His wide jade eyes met mine, “I-I’m sorry for disobeying you, V, I didn’t mean to.”

Oh, damn. The boy had game. He wasn’t playing around this time. I could play along.

“Yes, well. We’ll see after your punishment if you ever disobey me again. On your knees.”

Zack cocked a brow down at the phallus that was already between my hips and looked back at me. I just cocked a brow back and put my hands on my hips, waiting. He dropped, licking his lips before tentatively putting the fake cock in his mouth.

I moaned as if I could feel it, leaning my head back and lacing my fingers into his hair. I looked down again, not sure why watching the length go in and out of his mouth was so hot. He became a little more sure of himself and took a little more and went a little faster, his hands moving up the outside of my thighs.

“That’s a good little Zacky...hmmm…” I was about to pull out, when one of his hands drifted between my legs and one of his fingers slipped inside me. I attempted to stay in control when he added another.

He popped off, “Do you like that, V? I only want to please you.”
I hooked a finger under his chin, “Yes, Zacky. Finger me to orgasm while I fuck your mouth.”
He got to it and only seconds later I came on his strong fingers, pulling on his hair.

I pulled him to his feet and pushed him over to the bed, cuffing his wrists around one of the posts, “You should probably hold onto that.” I hissed.

Removing his boxers, I rubbed over one of his asscheeks before spanking it hard. His fingers wrapped around the post as he gasped. I slapped the other one a little harder, standing almost directly behind him after, running my hands over his waist and hips--purposely avoiding his steeled length. I moved my hands to his back tattoo, starting just under the letters and digging in my nails into his flesh, down his back.

Zack whimpered and leaned his forehead onto the post, “Fucking Christ, Violet…” He whispered.

“How many times do I have to tell you, Zackary?” I tsked and reached over to the bed for the belt I’d laid out. While I hadn’t been sure if it would be too much for him, his reaction to me picking it up made up my mind. He grabbed the post with both hands slightly above his head, taking one step back and leaning his head between his biceps.

Good god fuck.

Careful not to go so hard that he couldn’t walk tomorrow, I belted his cute behind. He cried out and I cursed under my breath.

I tried to get my breathing under control and went for his back a little harder. When it left a little red mark, I winced. The sputter of his breath and the moan he let out, though, let me know apparently he was into the pain.

“V, I swear I’ll be good...” He groaned. I took that as a sign he wanted one more.

“You always say that, Zack. Before you disobey me again.” I let another one land on his ass before dropping it on the floor and soothing his flesh with my hands. I picked up the lube from the bed and coated two of my fingers. I put a hand to the small of his back, “Good boys get rewarded, Zackary. Now I’ll show you just how so you’ll be good for me in the future. Do we have a deal?”
“Y-yes, ma’am.”

I inserted both fingers and he fell apart. His fingers gripped hard at the newly shined wood, his struggled cries filling the room as I scissored quickly. We’d played with toys the night before, so maybe this wouldn’t be so hard on him.

I petted his back as I worked him open, “Can I take you standing or do you need to be on your back?” I asked derisively.
“I-I can do it. If that’s what you want, V.” He gushed out hoarsely.

I lubed up the strap-on, giving him a few moments to get used to the idea.
When I gently pushed the head at Zack’s entrance, his whole body tightened.

“Relax, Zacky.” I pushed forward until it gave way, accepting me as the guitarist inhaled deeply. I watched him carefully, only about a third of the way in.

His shoulders rippled as he gasped and cursed. I gathered the leash into my grasp and gently tugged at it.
“That’s good, Zack.” I pushed farther in, and when I paused, he pushed the rest of the way back onto me.

I groaned and stared, my hips moving without my control. I gripped his hips, quickly losing myself in the delirious moment as I thrust into him. His head lolled forward, his hair falling loose as I fucked him from behind. Good lord, it was all way too much. So taboo, so crazy, so hot.

I reached around him to stroke Zack’s bouncing, hard cock and he whined high.

“V! Fuck me, please get me off! I’ll do a-anything!”

I grinned and kept going, unbelievably turned on when he screamed and started coming. His come hit the floor as I fucked him through it, not quite there myself yet.

He was still moaning when I pulled out. Grabbing him by the waist, I pushed his hips forward so he’d have to stand up and I kissed across the tops of his shoulders.

“I’m going to ride you really hard now. You are not allowed to touch me or come. If you last, I’ll fuck you in the ass again, hm?” When he made a cute, pathetic noise of affirmation, I unlocked his handcuffs.

When he laid back, I mounted him in reverse cowgirl, his leash slung over my shoulder as his cock nestled itself deep inside me.
“Oh, Zack…” I only rolled my hips back and forth on his, just enough friction to get me off.

“V…fuck…” He gasped as I came down. When I glanced over my shoulder, he was propped up on his elbows, his head leaned back and lips parted. Vengeance made one hellofan image from this angle, but with the cuff around his neck he was the sexiest I’d ever seen him. Dammit, there was no way I was lasting through this. I needed him to fuck me and hard. But I’d give him what he wanted first.

Pulling off, I forced myself to slow down a little as I turned over and climbed above him. When I kissed him deeply--the first time since we started--he fell back on the sheets and out of character. His hands went to my jawline as he pressed his tongue back against mine. I pushed them away and back over his head, “Not yet, Zackary. On your tummy.”

His dark eyes flashed back at me for a moment before he obeyed. Once he was settled and his arms up under his pillow, I settled between his legs. Holding myself up on one arm, I guided my cock back inside him.

Zack groaned deeply and arched his back so I could more easily get deeper. His tatted fingers squeezed tight at his pillow as his upper body pulled taught, trying to make up for how relaxed he was trying to keep his lower body. I rolled my hips and he whined. Fuck, his sex noises were the best.

When I only continued slowly rolling my hips, the lefty took a deep breath before his voice cracked, “Go for it, Vi.”

I husked a quick fuck before unleashing on him. My breathing was now very labored. He needed to come soon so I could. I did my best to shift onto one hand and still fuck, and grabbed the leash. When I pulled hard, Zack let out a string of expletives and even though the cock wasn’t real, I could feel him come. It shot through me--the satisfaction of fucking him to release--and I shuddered in climax.

“Alright, it’s my turn.” I scrambled to get the phallus off, along with my corset. I left the heels on and pulled a surprised Zacky on top of me, “Fuck me hard.”

His high eyebrow was short-lived as he braced himself, sitting back on his heels as he spread my legs. His thick cock spread me and I sighed in relief. I bit my lip and smiled, eyes closing as he started thrusting. Ah, god, he felt so good.

My voice shot up a register as I whined, falling easily into the submissive role.

“Yes, baby.” His voice deepened, “You need my cock. Say it.”

“I need it! Please give it to me, Zack--” I begged as I arched back, holding onto my own thighs as he glided in and out wonderfully. My eyes rolled back in my head when I spotted that pouty smirk on his gorgeous face. My moans escalated in intensity and I buckled forward when he made me ejaculate hard all over him. When I collapsed back, I gazed up at him with half-lidded eyes and biting my bottom lip again, “Let me see it, Zacky.”

He pulled out just in time, spurting onto my belly and chest with a beautiful look on his angel face.

When he looked back at me, I was playing with it--running a finger through it before caressing over my breasts for him. Zack shook his head and actually blushed, “You’re such a fucking tease, Violet.”

I licked my finger off, adding cutely, “Yeah, but I’m your tease.”

“Aren’t you a sweetie?” He added sarcastically, getting off the bed and pecking me on the lips, “I’m still not getting hard again after that. Jesus fuck.”

We cleaned up and I found myself immensely enjoying rubbing lotion on Zack’s cute behind and up his back. He flinched and I kissed his letters.

“I didn't hurt you, did I?” I couldn't help but husk.

He chuckled, “It stings. Felt incredible at the time, though,” His bright emerald eyes turned towards me when I was finished, “I definitely see why you like it.” Zack’s arms slipped around me and he nuzzled my neck, “I'm so happy you're coming with me. You're going to love it.”

I was so giddy I would've had a hard time falling asleep if he hadn't just finished wearing me out.

***

I followed Zack up the steps of the tour bus in a daze. All the other guys greeted us loudly when we climbed aboard.
“Hey guys.” I waved.

“Your bunk will be above mine, not that you’ll need it,” Zack smirked and I threw my bags into the bunk to which he referred. I followed him past the other guys as they talked, he pointed towards the bathroom as we passed, and then he opened a door at the back of the bus. It opened to reveal a full size bed in a cramped room, “We rotate nights sleeping in here.” He lowered his voice to my ear, “We could easily get more nights in here during Matt or Brian’s turns. If you’d like.”
I turned my eyes up to his as they widened, “Fuck, yeah, I’d like.”

Zack just chuckled and we sat in the main room with everyone else. We slid into the bench seat at the table and I couldn’t help but notice the slight wince on Zack’s face. Brian was sitting right across from us and the second he noticed, Zacky pointed at him.

“Not a word.”

I choked off a laugh as the look on Brian’s face said that he was dying to torture him about it, but the lead guitarist relented. My body tingled with all the possibilities of tour and I reminded myself that Violet had no shame, and of the tattoo I wanted to get….

Some live repressing their instinctive feelings…..

Maybe when I got back from tour would be the perfect time to splurge and finally get it. I tried to distract myself.

“Was Ness okay last night? He’s gotten to spend a decent amount of time with you lately.” My hand lay loosely at his thigh, nonchalantly rubbing my fingers over it.
Zack let out a sigh, “That just made it harder on him. It sucks. It always sucks.”

Syn shook his head and grinned that sideways grin, “And you guys made so much fun of me.”
“You cried, dude.” Johnny pointed at him.
“So? Like you guys don’t.”

Matt put up his large hands, “Yeah, but we’re still going to torture you just like you used to torture us. You were the last one to have kids, so we’re not going to let up.”

Brian leaned back in the booth, stretching his legs out in the bench seat, “You ever want kids, Vi? You ain’t exactly a spring chicken.”

The room “ooohed” at him like he’d insulted me and I cranked up my middle finger with a laugh, “Nope. Never have, never will. I love Ness, but I’m never putting myself through that. I’m too selfish. Too irresponsible. Enjoying my life as it is too much.”

“You don’t think that’s what we all said before we had kids?” Brian lifted that damn eyebrow and I just did the same back.

“It’s not my fault all of you caved.”

This made them all laugh. Matt leaned back on the couch and put his arms out across the back, “Seriously, though. We were all nervous as fuck about becoming dads, but we’re all glad we did.”

Zack sighed, “C’mon guys, please don’t make my girlfriend uncomfortable, she just got here.” He kissed my cheek, “She knows what she wants. We’ve talked about this. It’s what we both want.”

I grinned happily that he understood, “That’s great that you guys enjoy being dads, but you’re not the ones that pushed them out of tiny holes and to be brutally honest, you’re also the ones on the road a lot of the time. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but neither of those things would be me.”

“Zack, if you don’t put a ring on this one, I might.” Brian chuckled.

Zacky’s eyes sparkled, “Also on the long list of things she doesn’t want.”

Christ looked over at me, “You don’t think you’ll ever want to get married again?”
“Also nope.” I shrugged.

“Guys, can you let up, seriously?” My rock star’s arm tightened around my shoulders.
“It’s okay,” I looked at Zack and then at the rest of them, “We’re about to spend every waking moment with each other for two weeks, they might as well get to know me now.” I did my best to keep insinuation out of my voice that was anywhere near sexual, “I just don’t believe in it anymore. Some people believe in the idea of ceremony and monogamy and for life and all that, which is fine. I just don’t.”

Matt stood and walked to the little kitchenette part of the bus near us and started getting out things, “Understandable.” He paused before winking at us, “I imagine you’re hungry after going at it like animals last night?”

We both laughed and nodded, relieved for the subject change.

“We should go over bus rules, though.” Matt started again as he got out some eggs and bacon, “The number one rule that will get you kicked off the bus if ever broken: don’t ever pull back a bunk curtain. It’s the only place we’re guaranteed privacy on the bus. And I mean the only place.” He chuckled.

I looked at Zack in question, considering there was both a bathroom and a bedroom. He put up both hands, “He’s right. If we don’t lock the door, they will bust in the bedroom or the bathroom. Either in jest, or to join in.” He shook his head as if remembering what was no doubt many different occasions. His blushy grin creased his cheeks, “As you can imagine, we’re really comfortable with each other.”



I swallowed hard, trying not to give away my thoughts. Brian, thank god, continued before I could get too carried away.

“Don’t fall asleep in the common area. We will draw on you. If you’re drunk enough, you might even wind up with a tattoo you don’t want.”

Johnny cackled, “Jimmy case in point. He had a few.”

Syn laughed and rushed on like he didn’t want to go into his own, “We time each other in the bathroom. No one’s ever in there for more than half an hour at a time, so we don’t suggest fucking in there if you actually need to shower.”

Zack had settled back against the wall, and I back against him. I looked around at all of them, tongue in my cheek, “Can I go over my rules?”

Matt gave me a sideways glance from where he cooked. Brooks chuckled, crossing his arms from where he sat across the small space, “I gotta hear this.”



I cleared my throat, “I came here to have fun. Don’t judge me and I won’t judge you. Don’t use my hair products,” I gave Brian a sly look and a sideways grin, “Or my jackets,” I glanced at Johnny.

“You think you got better shit than I do, sweetie?” Syn sassed.

Johnny just laughed, but shook his head and got a little more serious, “Don’t worry. Most people might judge you nine ways to Sunday, but we won’t.”

Brooks spread out a little on the couch, putting his arm across the back of the seat, “We will fiercely protect you, though. That, there’s no bargaining on.”

This casual statement meant more to me than they’d ever know. Despite the fact that I didn’t protest, Brian explained.

“He’s right. While lots of our fans like you already, lots of them will really hate you for several different reasons: for being with Zack, for being prettier than they are, for being in an open relationship, for being bi. For being so free about sex.” I knew the reasons, but I let him go on, “But Zacky won’t be the only one defending you.”

I blushed a little and cast my eyes down, “Thanks, Brian.”

***

Notes

The hair products and jackets comments were Larisa's idea, lol!

And how cute is it that they'll stick up for her?!? So sweet!

WHAT NEXT HMMM?? (gee, i wonder...)(rolls eyes at self)