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Rosalyn found herself in the midst of music glory. William had fulfilled his promise. He, Adam and the Butcher all took her behind the scenes of both the Paramore and Jack’s Mannequin sets. And when she was graced with the presence of Hayley Williams, she lost her words.

“Hey. How’d you like the show?” Hayley asked her once being introduced.

And the same happen with Andrew McMahon. He came off the stage, sweaty and panting for breath but when he saw Rosalyn, he paused, regained himself and smiled.

Rosalyn often wondered why guys reacted the way they did when she was around. Her mother used to say, “Carmenita, porque tu eres muy bontina!” Little Carmen, which was Rosalyn’s middle name, it’s because you are very beautiful. Still, even at the age of twenty, and her mother long gone, Rosalyn hadn’t come to believe that reasoning.

It wasn’t until after Gym Class Heroes’ performance when Travis had finally caught up with her.

“Rosie! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

He attacked her with a hug. She almost suffocated in Travis vast body. She smiled at him once they pulled apart, but not the shy smiles she gave William and the guys. No, her smile was beaming and glowing with light.

It’s beautiful, William thought.

“You should have called me Travis. It would have been easier on you.”

Travis laughed, totally ignoring everyone else around him and Rosalyn.

“No, I just went around asking guys and lesbians whether they have seen a beautiful, hot Mexican/ Irish girl with thick girls and incredible eyes…as you can tell, I had some luck.” This made Rosalyn blush. “So what have you been doing all this time?” He glanced at William, the Butcher and Adam behind the girl.

“Nothing really. William was nice enough to take me with him everywhere. I met Paramore and Andrew McMahon. It was very,” she turned to William, “polite of him to do that. I’m sure I got annoying.”

William chuckled.

“You, annoying? You barely talk.”

But when you do, I wish you wouldn’t stop.

Travis eyed William carefully. Was he flirting with Rosalyn?

“Mm-hmm. Well Rosie has always been shy, except around me.” He pulled her closer to him, possessively.

William took the hint to heart. Obviously Travis wanted Rosalyn to himself.

So that was the reason behind Rosalyn coming to the show. Travis wanted some.

And when William met Rosalyn’s eyes again, he could tell that she saw what was in Travis’ eyes, lust. William just couldn’t ignore her pleading face. He quickly fumbled through his head to find an excuse to get her away from Travis.

“Um, hey I promised Rosalyn that I would take her to the TAI dunking booth since we’ll only have it here. And she seems really hot.”

Almost instantly, William took Rosalyn’s hand without waiting for Travis’ evident disapproval and took her away, the Butcher and Adam stayed behind.

“Thanks,” Rosalyn breathed one they rounded a corner, leading to the bands’ parked buses.

“Hey, no problem. I could tell that you didn’t like what Travis was thinking back there. Sometimes he can be…” William searched for the right word.

“Perverted,” Rosalyn said, answered with a loud laugh by William.

“Well I was thinking more of eccentric, but I guess perverted would work too. Has he always been like that with you?”

The two stopped walking and faced each other. Rosalyn cautiously looked over her shoulder before replying.

“Yeah. I’m pretty much naïve when it comes to sex and things of the sort,” she admitted.

William was shocked.

“You’re a virgin?”

Rosalyn blushed even more in the setting sun.

“No,” she giggled. “I’m not a virgin but pretty close to it.” She turned from the skinny, tall boy and walked further into the masses of buses. He followed.

“Oh. So you’ve only had sex like once or twice?”

Rosalyn could feel him next to her, occasionally brushing his arm against hers.

“Once. I’m freshly popped. It happened about a month ago with my boyfriend.”

Crap! Rosalyn thought. She hadn’t meant to say that.

“Oh,” was all William could stammer. He felt like his heart had been crushed by this girl he barely knew. They walked past a few more buses until they couldn’t take the silence anymore.

“Do you mind if we go in your bus?” She was discomfited by her question and she quickly searched for an add-on, “It’s still pretty hot---.’’ William cut her off.

“It’s right over there, but I think all the other guys are still around the city…visiting home…”

He was trailing off.

“That’s fine. All these people have kind of given me headache anyways. Quiet would be good.”

He motioned for her to follow him behind Mayday Parade’s bus and in-between the Higher’s van and Say Anything’s bus. Soon there were inside The Academy Is…’s tour bus. Rosalyn looked around and took it all in.

So this is how they all live, she thought.

There was a small refrigerator and oven, sink and about six cabinets that made up the kitchenette. On the little counter space sat a bag of Doritos and an empty bottle of beer.

“Oh, sorry about that,” William mumbled as he discarded the beer. Rosalyn just shrugged it off.

Across from the kitchenette was what could only be the bathroom. The door was closed and as with her experience with portable bathrooms, she kept it closed. Only a few paces from the bathroom were four bunks built in the walls of the bus.

“But there are five of you guys…” Rosalyn pointed out.

“Yeah,” William answered while taking her hand, leading her down a short hallway to the living area. There was a couch that followed the perimeter of the space. A television and various games, including Rock Band and Guitar Hero III, was set up opposite of the couch. William then pointed to a black futon diagonal to the sofa. “I sleep there. Since I’m the tallest, I don’t quite fit in the bunks.” He ran his fingers through his brown hair. He was gorgeous. He was tall, almost the same height as Travis but few inches shorter. He was very skinny but Rosalyn still knew that he could be powerful whenever he wanted. His brown eyes read honesty and carelessness and she couldn’t help but gaze into them.

Rosalyn didn’t know what came over her but she moved closer to William who was still rambling about the bunks. She did it cautiously at first then after figuring that it could do no harm, she leaned her short, five foot five body against William’s tall, six foot three body. He felt warm and slowly, he put his hand in the small of her back and as reflex would have it, she arched it, pressing her breasts against his chest. Rosalyn had trouble figuring out her next move, she wasn’t used to being spontaneous like this.

Soon, William had managed to find his nerve. His hand smoothed over her bottom, cupping it hard once reaching the underside of it. When he heard Rosalyn’s moan, he continued groping her luscious body. His hands were working magic upon her physique and she gave in to it. She let William reach to the hem of her dress, gradually lifting it and every piece of skin he revealed, his hand traced over it heavily. He felt her head tilt backwards, letting her curls fall onto her back and heard her moan once more. Her bottom lip was captured by her tooth and pleasure was written in her green-blue eyes. Just then, while looking at her face, the word “boyfriend” shot through his mind. He instantly pulled back from Rosalyn.

“William,” she whispered. She already knew that her slip-up earlier was coming back to haunt her.

“We can’t. You have a boyfriend.” He turned his back on her and sat on the couch.

Rosalyn stood there, heat pulsing through her veins from his simple touch and she felt like she would die without it again. But she straighten her dress, tears threatening her striking eyes, and gathered whatever posture she had left.

“I understand…” She began walking back to the front of the bus when she heard William’s voice behind her, stopping her. She turned to see him still sitting on the couch, legs crossed, and eyes down.

“Don’t go,” he whispered. “I-I-I think…I know it sounds crazy but…but…” he ran his fingers through his hair again, “I want you to stay.”

Without telling her brain to move, Rosalyn walked forward and stopped directly in front of the boy on the couch. And with no warning, William grasped her waist, pulling her on his lap, forcing her to straddle his body.

They stared at each other for a considerable amount of time and the word “boyfriend” escaped from both of their minds.

William then picked up where he left off, taking each of his hands and sliding them on her legs, lifting the dress, to her thighs. Rosalyn bit her lip again which seemed to turn William on even more than the look in her eyes shouting “fuck me”. And even though William wanted nothing more at the very moment than to just take her, he moved slowly, letting himself be selfish and indulge in her body. His hands came to the space between her thighs and he couldn’t help himself. He had to hear her moan again. Softly, he slipped his index and middle fingers into the soft fabric of her panties. He felt around momentarily while watching Rosalyn’s face, then, finding her clit, he brushed his thumb against it. Her body’s immediate reaction was to have more. She began grinding her hips against the fingers in her panties, moaning his name in his ear and panting for breath.

“Yeah?” William asked once she said his name. “You like that?” She moaned an “uh-huh” into his neck. Without hesitation, Rosalyn lifted the hem of her green dress, which was now around her waist, and with Williams’s free hand, he untied the slim string that held it to her body, she gracefully removed it over her head, her curls falling around her shoulders.

Once again, William began to be selfish. He removed his hand from Rosalyn’s panties to cup her well-sized breast. Wanting to feel his flesh on hers, she reached behind her neck and slowly untied the bikini top, letting it fall into William’s hands. Then they kissed.

His mouth moved towards hers with a great deal of hesitation and the kisses started off as if they were experimenting with locking lips for the very first time. First a peck, then another, but as they went on, they got more passionate; their tongues entangled each other, wet lips sucked gently on the other. Once she tasted William, she moaned graciously into his mouth and grinded against him again. Noticing the hard lump in his tight jeans, Rosalyn pulled away from his lips and stared him in the eye. She bit her lip again as she began to rub the lump softly. William was now under Rosalyn’s control and he gave in to it just like she had to him moments ago. He nuzzled her neckline roughly, trying to hide the coarse groan that escaped his throat.

“Baby,” he moaned once Rosalyn rubbed harder and harder. “Ooh fuck.”

But William couldn’t let her have all of him now. He pulled her hand away from his cock and took in his hands her supple breasts. First he squeezed them, then he took her nipples between his index and thumb and began rubbing them, locking his gaze on her face, letting her squirm in his lap. Once he let them go, Rosalyn wanted to say “why did you stop?” but William leveled his mouth to one breast, blew cool air on it and then the other. She moaned even louder when he took her right nipple between his wet lips. His tongue flickered across her skin and shortly he started a rhythm.

“William…now,” Rosalyn murmured to him. She couldn’t take much more. She wanted it all right now.

William wrapped Rosalyn’s legs around his waist and lifted the two of them from the couch, taking a few, quick steps to the futon that waited. He put her on the bed first and she lay there, continuing to rub her hard nipples. She stared up at him as he removed his shirt, jeans, and briefs swiftly and lowered his body on hers. He tugged innocently at her panties and without thinking, she took them off. They lay there, completely naked touching and kissing.

Rosalyn almost screamed at the way William reached between her legs again and this time, he deepened his touch, spreading his two fingers inside her. She was wet, very wet and she was waiting and wanting him badly. With every touch he gave her, it intensified.

And having enough himself, William climbed on top of her fidgeting, bare body. Deliberately, he shifted his dick into her wet cunt. Rosalyn bit her lip hard as William started to move in and out of her, speeding up with each thrust. Once he gain speed and rhythm, she felt the arm rest with her foot and she pushed against it taking William out of her and when he started to thrust again, she moved her foot, and their body’s met with an explosion of ecstasy. Her body wasn’t prepared and it sent her body into small spasms.

“Rose!” William shouted blissfully after the collision. She let him take control but after a while, she did it again. This time she was ready for it and sent her to the early stage of orgasm.

“William…William…” she kept moaning. The fire in her veins was becoming hotter and hotter and she was about to explode. “Harder baby.” He did as he was told, feeling the walls of her cunt press down on his cock with each stroke. “Yes.” With one last bite of her lip, she let herself cum. And William only a few thrusts behind her.

“Rose, I’m…about to…” Then he groaned and slowed down. His body went stiff and Rosalyn could feel this warm cum fill her.

They laid there, exhausted, once William pulled-out of her.

“You said that you were ‘naïve’ when it came to sex,” William said to Rosalyn once he was settled next to her in the futon.

“I am.”