(A/n: warning may get kinky- don’t like don’t read but remember to review!)
3 – Showing
We sit at the small table and I eat half my sandwich glancing at Benji who’s focused on eating, looks like he’s trying not to think about this person.
I fold my sandwich back up in the wrapper and thank them saying I need to go lie down. For them to wake me up before its time to go on.
I kick off my shoes and slide into my bunk. Usually this is the time when you toss and turn trying to sleep but failing miserably because of all the thoughts in your head.
But right now, I fall asleep, with visions of Benji in my head.
I wake up an hour later to someone shaking my arm, my head is turned the other way so I can’t see who. I turn and see Benji leaning into my bunk with a halfhearted-smile on his face telling me its time to play.
The show is going great, crowds are pumped- the usual.
We start in on the new songs and the kids love it.
Wondering- I like this song. Benji really has an ability to write.
I sing along and when the time comes for Benji and I to do the intertwining guitar parts (a/n: yeah I don’t know what to call them- if you don’t know what I mean go listen to the song- it starts at like 2:58 time) we go to the middle of the stage and I start on the first part with him following but today he’s got his back to the audience and he’s singing practically into my face.
“If you want me to wait, I will wait for you. If you tell me to stay, I would stay right through. If you don’t wanna say anything at all, I'm happy wondering.”
I stare at him as the song comes to an end and watch him turn as Joel says something about loving the crowd. We have three more songs and they go pretty fast.
I look over at Benji as he walks by me to go offstage and hand my guitar to a roadie. I follow him back onto the bus and he walks towards the bunks.
I open my mouth to finally tell him but Joel and Paul barge through the door. I mentally curse at them and sit down at the table drinking water.
I listen as Joel and Paul change their clothes while trying to convince Benji to come to the party that the other band is having- but Benji just keeps saying he’s tired.
They finish trying and changing and come to bug me. “So how bout it? Up for a party tonight?” I take another drink of water thinking. I want to tell Benji.
I shrug and I see Benji looking at me from the doorway behind Joel and Paul, I shake my head, “Yeah, I'm kinda tired too. How about tomorrow we’ll all go out- but tonight I'm just gonna sleep. I haven’t been feeling well.”
Benji turns back around and disappears in the bunkroom and Paul and Joel go on about how I haven’t looked good lately.
I nod and just wish they would leave already!
They finally do and as it gets quiet I listen for Benji, but all I hear is silence. It amazes me how quiet Benji can be- usually you cant shut him up. But I love him.
I finish my water and set it on the counter. I go into the small bathroom and piss and splash water on my face, washing some sweat away.
Okay so this is it- I have to tell him tonight.
I open the door to the bunkroom and he’s sitting on the edge of his bunk, feet dangling below him, head down.
I clear my throat to let him know I'm here as I go to my bunk and pull out a clean shirt.
I slip the sweaty one off and out of the corner of my eye I see him eyeing my body. I go really slowly so he can get a good look.
I put the clean shirt down and decide this is it. (a/n: break out the porno music- bow chicka bow wow…)
Turning fully towards Benji his eyes snap up my mine and he blushes but doesn’t look away.
I close the space between us leaving only less than a foot. He slowly stands and I grab his hands.
I push my body up against his and run my tongue along the cartilage of his ear. “Is this sign good enough?” I ask before kissing down his neck.
His body relaxes and I'm sure that if I wasn’t pushing him against the wall and holding onto his hands he’d fall right to the floor.
I kiss back up to his jaw and pull away. He’s got his eyes closed and his lips parted in shaky breaths.
I lean forward to where our lips brush together but not touching really. I feel his breath and mine mingling together.
I watch his face and whisper, “I'm going to kiss you, if you don’t want this then stop me.”
I kiss his spongy soft lips. And for a second he doesn’t do anything and the doubt comes back.
Just as I'm about to pull away he kisses back.
His lips sliding on mine. His hands that were at his sides are now running up and down my sweaty back.
I push my body harder up against him and he lets out a low moan into the kisses.
He I reach my hands under his shirt and pull the wet piece of fabric off; our lips disconnecting before rejoining in passion.
I never thought it could feel this good to kiss someone- not just someone, Benji.
His hands are pulling my hips closer to his and I can feel him hard.
I reach my hands down and rub his hardon lightly. His back arches and he moans. I unzip his pants and he grabs my hand. I'm startled but he informs me.
He whispers into my ear- “let me show you how I feel.”
I nod and he pulls away. I slump against the wall breathing hard and watching him wantingly as he gets something out of his bag (A/n: the amazing bottle of lube that just happens to always be available in every story! Yeah I'm making fun of myself!).
He turns around and smiles at me while grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the backroom.
When we get inside he locks the door and pushes me on the couch. I sit back as he straddles me. My job is over now- I have Benji and its time to have some fun. With my Benji.
He kisses me and runs his tongue over my lip ring. I moan and pull his hips down on mine.
He sits up and smiles before kissing down my neck and chest. He stops at my navel and looks back up at me.
I watch as he slides down to sit on the floor and begins to undo my belt buckle. He slides my zipper down and looks up at me as he puts his hands on my hips.
I nod a yes for him to continue and he smiles. He pulls my pants down and I lift my hips to help him get them off and the hard fabric rubs my boner making me gasp.
He smiles and whispers, “You’ll be doing a lot more of that.” I smile and moan as his hands run back up my thighs.
He sits up and kisses me before kissing down my chest once again.
I roll my head back and shut my eyes as I feel him lick my happy trail. I moan in anticipation- just wanting him so bad.
His mouth encloses around me and I moan bucking my hips as I feel the back of his labret sliding down my shaft. (A/n: wow getting a little too hot in herrre!)
I squeeze the cushions and grip his shoulder.
I feel lightheaded, my skin on fire, immense pleasure.
I hear him making little moans and I watch him as he sucks on me and strokes with one hand while he uses his other hand to jerk himself.
Seeing this only makes me ten times hotter, ten times harder and ten times hornier!
He runs the broad part of his tongue over my head and follows it with the back of his labret. Oh my lonely stars that feels incredible.
He licks, sucks and nips down my length and I hoarsely gasp.
Its getting too much for me to handle.
My hips are involuntarily bucking towards his mouth, my stomach is twitching and clenching and my heart is racing.
As if he could read my mind he runs his tongue across the tip again and as soon as his labret touches lightly I come so hard I'm worried I'm gonna fall unconscious.
I moan his name and he watches me as I come down off the mount everest high peak of pleasure.
I look down at him and fall on my knees in front of him. I push him down on his back on the floor and slid my body over his.
He smiles into the kisses and I begin kissing down his chest and I pull his pants off the rest of the way. I gaze upon his gorgeous body – remembering what he was doing before.
He grasps my arms and I smile up at him. I kiss his lips once again before moving to nibble on his ear.
He moans and whispers, “I wasn’t done showing you yet.” I stop and listen. “Can I?” he waits for a response as his hand begins to trail down my back. He reaches the small of my back and rubs little circles.
“Yes,” I moan and he kisses me again.
He flips me over so that I am now on the bottom. Ooh I never realized how cushy this carpet is.
Benji rests on top of me, his plump lips on mine. His body rubbing on mine getting me fired up again.
We kiss forever until he pulls away. I'm hard again and he’s so turned on that he’s trembling.
He slides his hand down to my erection brushing it lightly making me moan. He smiles at my vocalization.
Finding that lube he brought he slides his fingers down to stretch me. I try to relax but it’s soo hard with Benji looking at me incredibly sexily.
Gosh he looks so sexy. His once spiky hair is wilted, face flushed, sweaty- I'm relaxed enough dammit- fuck me already. Oops I said that aloud. He’s looking at me with an enormous grin on his face.
“Gladly.” He growls.
He pulls me up to standing on my shaky feet. Him nearly falling also.
He kisses me once again before pushing me on the couch. I'm facing backwards and I go to turn around but he stops me.
“No, this way.” he growls. I'm beginning to love growling Benji. Grr!
He sits on the couch behind me. His knees inside the crooks of mine. I can feel his sweaty chest against my back and his rock hard cock pressing against my thigh. I nearly cream myself! (A/n: love that expression)
He places his broad hands on my thin hips and moves closer. I feel him at my opening and he whispers in my ear, “Ready?” I nod and he kisses my neck.
I brace my hands on the couch and he pulls me down onto him excruciatingly slowly.
I moan and when he’s all the way in he stops. His arms wrap around my chest and he rests his face on my shoulder.
I can tell he’s trying so hard not to damage me. I can feel his breath heavy and thick on my back. His long eyelashes fluttering on my skin.
I figure if he’s not going to fuck me- ill do it myself. That doesn’t sound right but that’s what I decide. I pull forward then push back. I moan but am cut off by his moan louder than mine.
He growls into my ear as he continues the rhythm I began, “So that’s how you want it.”
Sweat pours off our bodies as we are taken into a lust filled bliss.
His noises are getting me off. Every moan making me hotter.
We get into a rhythm. His arm around my stomach and his hand clutching my shoulder pulling me down to meet every thrust.
I cry out for him to go harder and he complies.
After a few cloudy moments I feel him begin to tremble beneath me. His hand gropes my hot skin and jerks me off. I come again and with a few moans and thrusts from him he comes.
His body clings to mine and his moans quiet.
He leaves my body but I don’t want him to. I turn in his arms and stare at him.
He smiles, “That’s how I feel.”
We get dressed and want nothing more to shower- together maybe?
Making our way out of the backroom we reach the front door just as Paul and Joel come in, completely blasted. They slur their words and we watch as they pass out on the front couch.
Laughing at their drunkenness we search out for a shower.
Finding one we step inside together and make the most of getting clean by getting dirty first.
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