Runaway

**Vi’s POV**

Zack and Matt and I clumped together as we watched Syn do an interview backstage before the show. We all knew he didn’t want us standing there, so that’s why we stayed. Zack, Matt, and Brian all had a healthy dose of eyeliner that I’d approved ahead of time. Zack and Matt’s were both pretty light, just enough to make their eyes pop--where as Syn’s was thick and smudgy. They totally all three looked hot, but it was hi-larious.

While Zack and Brian had already owed me, Matt had come around while the other two were trying to figure out their shit in the mirror and taunted me.

The other two distracted at the moment in the green room, Matt leaned down to my ear, “What if I were to wear mine? You could...help me take it off after I sweat some of it off on stage.”

I fought back a chortle, Matt’s tone definitely calling to mind a younger Shadz.
“Why don’t you ask Zack? If he’s up for a little fun, so am I.”

We were open and I wouldn’t normally ask for permission, but when it came to his own band members--I definitely felt like I should ask permission.

I couldn’t really hear what the singer said, but watching him stalk over to my boyfriend, put a hand to his lower back, and whisper something into his ear did things to me. After he’d finished his thought, Matt stood up straight, Zacky looked over at me with a huge grin, and Brian giggled quietly while he attempted to concentrate on his eyeliner. A second later, the tall hunk had joined them in guylinering up.

“Now I noticed you are keeping your sunglasses on, can you show the fans what, uh, what you have goin’ on tonight?” The interviewer laughed lightly.
Syn laughed back awkwardly, before slowly removing his shades. Shrugging and letting the camera have a good look at his beautiful eyes, he put them back on.
“Care to elaborate? If I remember correctly, you guys aren’t really a guyliner band and haven’t been in a long time.”
He scratched the back of his neck, clearly wondering how much into this he should go, “Lets just say we lost a bet.”
“We?”
“Yeah. Me, Shadz, and Zacky.”
“To whom? Fellow bandmate?”
“No, actually, to Zack’s girlfriend. She’s on tour for a couple weeks and not afraid to act like one o’ the guys.”
“Really?”
We could all see the wheels turn in the interviewer’s mind, no doubt with all the questions that Brian’s statement brought up. I was quite curious where this was going and how Syn would react.
“Do we get to find out what the bet was?”
Gates grinned wide with a slight blush, “Uh, no. Official band business.” He laughed it off nervously.

Zack and I had kind of been in a cocoon of our own all day. We were totally high on the things we’d done and said the night before. Our extra closeness had brought on several comments from the guys, to which we usually gave the middle finger. But the high was absolutely incredible. He’d woken me up that morning to make more love to me--green eyes bright with all the possibilities of us together.

But as usual, we as a couple tended to follow our passionate, love-making nights...with insane animalistic fucking. And apparently...tonight it would include that huge hunk of a singer. I gulped hard.

I always sort of assumed a threesome with them would be somewhere in my future, but honestly I assumed it would be with him and his wife given their open/not open state. And...that idea made me a lot...less nervous? Two cocks was one thing, but...when one of them was Matt's? It had me chewing on my lip most of the night and blushing anytime the vocalist looked at me. Which just egged him on. Which made me roll my eyes. And on and on it went.

“So I know you guys often bring your wives on tour, how’s the girlfriend liking it so far? That shit must be crazy if you’ve never done it before.”

I tried to stay cool when I realized they were going to talk more about me.



Brian was used to staying cucumber cool in interviews, and he had the advantage of having his sunnies back on, “It’s only her second show, but I think she’s a natural. She’s a musician, too, so I think she just takes to it well.”
No one else would have caught the twitch at his lips when he said “she takes two.”

“Like, guitar?”
“She’s a drummer.”
“Sweet. So how did you guys like touring with Metallica….”

I breathed a little easier when they moved on. Not that I cared all that much, but I didn’t want to put Brian on the spot when it came to me, that wasn’t his responsibility.

“You alright there, Vi?” Zack chuckled in my ear as he wrapped both arms around my waist, referring not to the interview but at my constant state of blushing that evening.

I furrowed my brow, too embarrassed to elaborate. I was fucking Violet. This should be a cake walk. I couldn’t even look at him.

“What is it?” He got a little more serious, thinking it might actually be something that mattered. Dammit, now I had to say something. I lowered my voice, trying not to let Matt hear even though he was right behind me.

“I’m just nervous, alright? Shhhht.”
Zacky grinned wide, ignoring the ‘shhht’ part, “Nervous?” He said just loud enough for Matt to hear and I flushed again, facepalming myself before I hid in his shoulder as he looked up at his singer.

Since we were in public, Shadz behaved himself. But I could hear his deep, quiet laugh.



That night on stage they were electric as always. I was pretty sure Matt and Zacky were playing it up a little because of the situation we’d be in later. Lots of Matt’s arm slung over the rhythm guitarist’s shoulder, a love tap here and there. Poor Gates probably felt ignored, but then again it just meant more time where he could eat up the crowd’s attention all by himself. I was in the VIP area and someone started passing around shots. I took one since I was tired of being nervous as fuck. The adrenaline of the show didn’t help. I was so on edge it was fucking nuts. I needed a way to burn this energy and I wasn’t about to wait and let it build until they were done. I’d have a heart attack before then. The shot, and another, helped but just emboldened me by the time it hit several songs in.

I missed barricade. Being front row at a concert was not the same as being backstage. Sure, this was fun too, but being out there in the crowd with other rabid A7X fans...there was nothing in this world like it. I took a look around and tried to figure out a way I could get out there. Just buzzed enough to try it, I waited until Joey was distracted and snuck away. It was in between songs and Matt was saying something when I appeared in front of the stage and off to the side. A few fans in front saw me and apparently recognized me.

“Violet!!” Several of them waved their arms and tried to get me to come over there. The guard right in front of them seemed wary, but as I approached he didn’t stop me.
“You’re badass as fuck! Come watch with us!!” They kept motioning me forward and I wanted to, but was a little cautious. I looked at the guard.
“May I?”

He clearly had no idea who I was and shrugged, “If they’ll let you in.” He offered me a hand and helped me over the barricade to stand up against it within the tiny tiny space they had cleared.
“Bat Country” started and everyone went nuts. Man, I missed this so much.

“This is awesome! Thanks guys!!” I yelled over the music.
“You’re the one that’s awesome! None of the other wives would do this! I think you’re perfect for Zacky!”
“Yeah! Me too! Now enjoy this from our side!!”
They didn’t ask questions, they weren’t nosy, they didn’t judge. We just rocked the fuck out.

We were a little off to the side, but it was still pretty much right in front of Zack. I knew it would only be a matter of time before he saw me, so I tried to enjoy every second. I couldn’t stop smiling as I threw my hands in the air and headbanged. Pure energy.

And then three songs later, during the end of “God Damn”, Zack saw me. I was so high on the energy, though, that I didn’t even notice how his face fell. Gates started his solo that went into “Buried Alive” next, so Zack disappeared. Seconds later, Joey was heading my way.

**Zack’s POV**

Our second show was kicking ass and taking names. We were all on fire, and when Matt started teasing Violet, I played along. I was fairly good at not being distracted by her, though--enjoying the fact that she was watching without actually looking over at her.

It wasn’t until the end of “God Damn” that I looked over and saw she wasn’t there. At first I didn’t really think anything of it, she could’ve gone backstage, back to the bus, to the bathroom. Until during the tag ending, I caught sight of her. In the fucking front row.

What the ever living fuck was she thinking?!?



Since Syn’s solo was next, I had a few minutes. Slinging my guitar onto my back, I stormed over to Joey and crossed my arms, “Know where my girlfriend is???!!!”
He shrugged like ‘not my problem.’
“She’s in the front row, dude! Can you go get her, please?!” I was livid.

I watched Joey pry her from some of her adoring fans. She climbed back over, disappointed but without making a scene. As she passed by me sidestage, she gave me a fiery, pissed off look and kept walking--storming off and swaying that ass like no tomorrow. Damn.

I’d probably just ruined our night, but I didn’t care in the least. It made her safe, and that was way more important. I shook my head. I was now stuck firmly between a rock and a hard place. She’d no doubt feel like a spoiled child and be incredibly pissed because 'she could take care of herself,' yada yada. We’d never really been in a knock-down drag-out fight before, but this would probably turn into one. And it’s not like I could have the guys back me up. They would, of course, but then I’d piss her off even more. But I couldn’t worry about what to say to her right now, I had a show to play.

*

The crowd was great and by the end of Confessions I was high as fuck, whether or not my girlfriend was pissed at me. As we walked off stage, sweating and drinking tons of water and trying to come down, Matt came up to me.

“Where’d she go?”
I shook my head, “You didn’t see her? She snuck off and was watching from the front row, dude.”
His eyes went wide, “You fucking kidding me??” Without a word, his long legs began striding towards the bus and I wasn’t about to stop him. If he got out of control, I’d step in, but maybe letting him make my point for me would take some of the heat off me….???

We both climbed on the bus, Matt first, and found her pacing angrily. When Shadows took a step forward, she stepped up, finger up and ready to make a point. My singer slapped her hand down.



“You have any idea how dangerous that was?!” He glared down at her.

Violet crossed her arms and stood as tall as she could, “I’m a grown-ass woman and I’ll make the decisions as far as what I do with myself, thank you!” She whirled around and stomped into the bedroom, trying to slam the door. Matt swung the door open before she could and I stepped around him,

“Vi, when you’re on tour with us, you are our responsibility!!” I heaved a large, frustrated sigh as she continued to pace.

Matt suddenly stopped her, using his upper body strength to grab her around the waist and sat her firmly down on the bed like the spoiled child she was acting like. It shut her right up, and I’d never been happier that she had such a submissive streak.

**Vi’s POV**

I screeched as Matt’s large hands wrapped around my waist, picked me up, and placed me on the bed. I was unbelievably pissed, but had to admit they’d given me an easy out. There it was, I just had to take it.

While I didn’t believe I was necessarily in the wrong here, I knew they had good points to make. But I couldn’t sit there and let them scold me and then what? Ask for forgiveness? Fuck no! But what could I do?
Then Matt had made that move and the former air of confrontation suddenly took on a naughty please spank me vibe. I just had to take advantage of it. Orrrr, let them.

God bless my boyfriend that knew me so well. He stepped forward, grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back so he was looking down at me dismissively, “Stand up.”

I did as I was told and almost immediately had Matt’s hands on me, taking my shirt off over my head as Zack went for my boots and leggings. They made short work of getting me naked and next thing I knew, Vengeance was standing in front of me with some rope. This took a sweet turn.

Without looking away from where his eyes were locked on mine, Zack held up the rope towards the other male in the room, “Matt, would you please tie her wrists loosely behind my back and then spank her until she can’t stand?”

I swallowed hard as my eyes blew wide. What now?

Matt moved quickly and I just stood there like an idiot until Zack was grinning down at me, that impish smirk on his face as Matt took his shirt off.



“Should we gag her?”

I whimpered when they both agreed. Shadz leaned around me to take the bandanna out of Zack’s back pocket and wrapped it around my face, in between my teeth as I made pathetic mewls.

Matt stood at my back, his hands running around my waist and up to cup both my breasts as Zacky palmed my ass. When he nipped at my ear to get my attention, my head fell back onto his thick chest and I looked up into his dominating hazel gaze.

“We just want what’s best for you,” He smirked, his tone a little mocking like he was being trite on purpose, “So if that means keeping you in your place, we’ll do what we have to.”

And then came the best spank of my fucking life. I cried out into the gag as the pain bloomed across my backside. God, he hit so fucking hard. My knees almost buckled as my eyes fluttered shut. Zack’s arms were now around my waist, helping to hold me up as Matt went for a second. My head lolled forward into the guitarist’s shoulder as I shivered. I jolted and whimpered at the third. The fourth brought tears to my eyes, even if it also made me insanely wet. I was clinging to my boyfriend for dear life, my mind hazy.

After the fourth had almost sent me through the ceiling, I heard a zipper and a condom, followed by jeans hitting the floor. Before I could even process what these meant, my pussy was being filled by Matt’s thick cock. Completely overwhelmed, I could only cry into Zack's chest. Three long, languid strokes later and I was so close.

Zack’s hands left me and stopped Matt’s hips. I looked up just in time to catch their gazes joining, “Don’t finish yet, bud.”
Shadows chuckled deeply at himself, “Good luck with that.”
Bright green eyes now turned on me, his gaze darkening, “You were nervous before, honey.” He pointed at Matt, “You defy me, you get his horse cock in your ass.”

Vengeance tumbled me onto the bed with him, hands still tied behind his back. Lifting one of my thighs over his hip to open me up to the vocalist standing at the edge of the bed, he grinned wickedly. Matt slapped his palms together and smirked, grabbing lube out of the bedside drawer. I inhaled deeply and held it.

Golden-green eyes barely peeking out from heavy eyelids, Shadz poured a generous amount on his huge dick and slowly stroked himself. I moaned into the bandanna, shamelessly watching him jerk off.
He laid down behind me and my heart began to pound even harder. I just had to hope he knew what he was doing. This could be fucking incredible or fucking awful totally depending on technique. I knew from playing by myself that it could be done without traditional prepping, if he took his time.

Thank all the fucks, he did know this. His thick crest pushed at my tighter hole, asking for permission gently first and then pulling back. Then asking a little more firmly, and pulling back. Then not asking, but letting me know--get ready, I’m almost there, pulling back. Then, his head popped past the ring of muscle. My whole body tightened as I gasped. Fuck, it was so good.

“Hnghhh...Vi…” The vocalist growled deep in his chest as I dug my nails into Zack’s back. He started pushing the rest of the way in and I completely caved. Leaning back into Matt’s chest, I spasmed and came.

Knowing he didn’t have much time before Matt came, Zack pressed his cock to my inner lips.
“Lemme in, baby…” He murmured sexily at my ear as Shadz made wonderful little gasps and groans at my back.
The vocalist undid my wrists and the guitarist took off the bandanna.

“I’m trying--” I whined as I wrapped my legs closer around his hip and hugged him close. I shouted again when Matt pulled back and thrust in. I felt the pressure of Zack’s cock and did my best to relax.
There was a sharp pain when he finally slipped in--but it was immediately followed by insurmountable pleasure.

“Ah, fuck yes…” I moaned, clinging to both of them.
Zack followed with deep, rhythmic thrusts to try and get me there fast. I was up in the stratosphere, strung out and wrecked and so fucking full.
“Move, Matt--” Zacky begged.
“I’ll come…” Shadows’ hands tightened on my body, his voice sounding as threadbare as his restraint.
“Don’t care dude, move.”

The huge male inside my ass started moving and we all fell apart. It was like they found the perfect melody and sang perfectly in tune with each other to get me to climax.

“I can feel your cock, dude. It feels fucking fantastic…” Matt groaned, “Violet, I’m gonna come babe--”

He buried his face in my hair, his hips moving just barely faster. Zacky met his rhythm and my insides fucking shattered. I screamed and cried in their arms as we all came. Stream after holy fuck wonderful stream of my come landed all over Zack as he shuddered inside me. The feeling of every pulse of Matt’s cock was the sweetest cherry on top as he emptied into his condom.

I gulped air into my lungs, addicted to the heavenly feeling settling over us as I enjoyed being between the two men. We were all sweaty and I didn’t care, it was hot as fuck. Their purely male scent filled the air.
I licked at Zack’s neck up to his ear and nipped at his earring.
He giggled, “You really do like us all sweaty, don’t you?”
I nodded enthusiastically with a wide grin. Matt chuckled behind me. Then sighed deeply, “So, Zack. You go for a couple more, right?”

Vengeance scoffed, “Not after that, man. I’m out.” He palmed my breast and growled in my ear, “Baby need more? We could certainly find many ways to satisfy you.”

As much as I wanted to encourage them to do whatever they wished, I was a little sensitive at the moment and stopped his hand’s movements between my thighs, “Uh, maybe in a minute? I’m a little overworked right now.”

Matt laughed that deep stage laugh again, “Isn’t that what every guy wants to hear after sex.”

***

Notes

First of all, ya gotta give credit to Vi for asking Zack's permission first. Sweet in a Violet way, haha!
And this week on "randomly weird things that Brian does that are totally hot": chewing his gum. What?! Weird.

And then, yeah, THAT happens. Guhhhh. Shadz, darling, welcome to the family ; )

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