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Chapter Twenty Nine - Kiss Me


Bob yawned as he reached over to the side table for his phone, he knew at some point he better check it. Jill was still sleeping beside him, her arm draped lazily across his chest and her head resting on his shoulder. His mobile started to vibrate and chirp away as soon as he switched it on.

"Sorry Jill," he gently said tucking it under the covers as he watched her open her eyes and look up at him.

"It's alright, what time is it anyway?" Jill replied turning away from him to check the alarm clock, "Oh crap it's after 1pm."

"It doesn't matter," Bob said laughing as he watched her spring out the bed.

"You're only here a couple of days and I'm already sleeping through it." Jill said as she started to pull clothes out the drawers,"I'll just nip in the shower and let you deal with the mad mobile."

Bob sighed as his phone continued to bleep away, "Can you not just throw it away so I don't have to?"

"No," Jill smiled back.

"Boooo," Bob replied,"Hey Jill, nice pyjammas."

Jill suddenly looked down at her pink tartan pj's, "Very funny, at least I have pyjamma's and come to mention it at least I have clothes to change into unlike you stinky pete."

Bob pretended to be offended and then grinned wickedly at her,"I didn't think I would need any clothes since you seem to want to just stay in bed all day."

"Mr Bryar, I'm not that kind of girl," Jill said feigning innocence.

"Boooo," Bob replied.

"Listen mister, you better get making whatever phonecalls you have to, I don't want to get you into any trouble," Jill laughed.

Bob looked at his phone and noticed he had 12 missed calls and 6 new texts. Ray had sent him a text telling him that he had spoken to Brian and he now owed him big time. Frank sent his usual kind of text asking him if Jill had tied him to the bed yet. Gotta love Frank always straight to the point or the gutter. Both Gerard and Mikey had sent him a text to tell him not to worry about anything and to make the most of it. The next text was from his Mom asking him when he would next be home. He fired back messages to them all, taking special care not to give Frank anything else to jump on. Then there was the expected text from Brian demanding Bob make contact with him straight away. As he listened to the phone messages it was more of the same and ones from Brian getting more exasperated everytime he left one. Bob couldn't help but laugh, he knew he shouldn't but the sound of Brian getting angrier and his voice going up an octane every time he spoke was hilarious.

Bob dialled the number and waited, "Hey Brian, it's Bob."

"Nice to finally hear from you Bob," Brian replied slightly sarcastically,"So you finally got round to speaking to me."

"Yep, look Brian before you read me the riot act, I know what I've done is totally wrong and at the most inconvenient time but I needed to do this." Bob quickly explained before Brian had a chance to start.

"Look Bob, it's not that you've taken some time off," Brian replied, "You need to contact me first to let me organise stuff and get things put in place plus it would be nice to get a little head start."

"I know and I'm sorry but it was sudden decision and,"

"It's alright Bob," Brian interupted," Just call me next time."

"Okay," Bob replied.

"Right, now before I have a heart attack and you guys send me to an early grave, please confirm that you will be joining up with the band in Munich?" Brian asked.

Bob laughed,"Definitely,"

"Give me the address and I'll arrange for Reprise to send you security to take you to the airport." Brian said.

Bob sat for a moment, "Hold on, I don't know the address off hand but I've got it written down."

Bob pushed himself out of the bed and walked through to the next room to find his jacket. He gave Brian the address.

"Thanks Bob, I'll get this organised and get back to you."

"Thanks Brian and I'm sorry for the extra hassle this has caused." Bob added.

"It's gonna happen now and again Bob," Brian said,"Tell Jill I said hello."

"I will do, thanks Brian," Bob replied as he finished the phonecall and shut his phone.

"Everything okay?" Jill asked nervously as she stood by the door with the biggest towel wrapped around her.

"Everythings perfect," Bob said moving towards her.

"Brian's not mad?" Jill added.

"No, he say's hello by the way." Bob muttered unable to take his eyes off her.

"Nice pyjamma's," Jill said looking him up and down.

"Are you mocking my boxer's and rippling biceps?" Bob said pretending to be serious.

Jill burst out laughing, "Never."

"Just because you can't resist me,"

"Whatever makes you think that?" Jill replied pretending to be shocked.

"Standing there all naked," Bob teased.

"I'm not naked," Jill replied adamnantly.

"You took clothes in with you but here you stand all naked trying to tempt me." Bob said pointing towards the bathroom and then at Jill.

Jill laughed once more,"You're full of it."

"You love it," Bob said grabbing the front of her towel and pulling her towards him.

"You think so, do you?" Jill asked looking up at him.

Bob didn't say anymore as he looked down at her and gently placed his hands on either side of her face, "I know so," he whispered as he leant down and kissed her. Jill could feel her heart beating faster as he kissed her and she let her fingers trail a slow path up his back. Jill felt so tiny in his arms as he towered over her. Leaning forward, he carefully picked her up as she continued to kiss him eagerly. Jill wrapped her legs around him as he set her down on the dresser. Jill leaned back on her arms to balance herself as he kissed her neck, biting her bottom lip and closing her eyes as the pleasurable sensation began to build up within her.

Bob pulled at the front of the towel in desperation, he wanted to see her, he needed to see her. Jill couldn't help but grin as she watched the expression on his face.

"What the fuck, are you glued into this?" Bob said the frustration clear in his voice.

"Hold on," Jill said standing up and then hesitating.

She looked at him, the sudden realisation of removing the towel and facing him without a stitch on hit her. Bob instantly moved towards her as he sensed her awkwardness.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered kissing her once more as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Bob ran his hands through her hair before moving them once again to the front of the towel. He looked into her eyes as he slowly managed to untie it, reading every movement in her face to make sure she was okay. He felt her press herself tight to him as the towel fell to the floor. He groaned into her kiss as his body reacted to her touch. He guided her backwards towards the bed.

Jill pulled him with her as she fell back on to the bed and he quickly balanced his weight on arms before kissing her hard. Jill ran her hands down her back and under the waistband of his boxers.

"Wait a minute," he said breathlessly as he stood back up off the bed.

His heart melted as he looked down at her and he watched as her cheeks reddened and her arms automatically tried to cover herself. She had no idea how much he loved this moment, the sight of her waiting for him, the softness of her skin and the way she drove him crazy. He quickly slipped off his boxers and slowly moved to cover her. Running his hands up the inside of legs as he watched her move at his touch. His hands exploring all over her body.

"Do you have anything?" she whispered.

"My wallet," he replied trying to catch his breath, as he leaned over the bed and grabbed it, thanking Brian for asking for the address, he didn't think he would be able to get out the bed.

Jill pushed herself up to rest on her hands as she waited for him, she gently stroked his butt as he crouched across the bed, "You have a mighty fine ass Mr Bryar," Jill said giggling as he looked round at her.

"You crack me up," he replied as he placed his hand gently on the side of her face. His lips sought out her once more as he knelt over her. Jill kissed him back, harder this time, using all her weight to push him back the way. His eyes widened as he fell back to almost sit down.

"Bob, your leg," she breathlessly whispered aware that he wasn't fully healed despite him consistently saying he was.

Bob didn't argue as he brought his legs in front of him and he smiled against her lips as she straddled his pelvis between her legs. He covered her open mouth with his own as she lowered herself on to him. She moved so slowly at first as she gently rocked her pelvis against his, almost teasing him, as they both began to breath heavier. Jill groaned out loud as she increased the intensity and rolled her head back. His lips once again finding her neck as he gently nipped the skin with his teeth. Jill ran her hands through his hair as he looked up at her. She smiled at him as she gently lifted herself off him slightly and noticed the puzzlement on his face. She didn't give him time to speak before she covered his lips with her own and pushed him back. She leaned back taking him fully within her,

"Fucking hell," Bob shouted out through gritted teeth as she continued to circle her pelvis over him.

He watched her as she bit her bottom lip, her face becoming so intense as she slowly came over him. The sight of her losing all control threw him over the edge and he grabbed her hips, pulling her firmly down as he released himself within her. Jill lifted herself off him gently as she lay on top of him. Bob couldn't help but smile as he gently pulled the cover over them both and Jill cuddled into him. He kissed her lightly on the top of her head and let his fingers run up and down her back as the calmness of the moment pulled him back to sleep.


x------x

"Ruth?"

"Yep," Ruth answered looking up to see her assistant Andy leaning back on his chair.

"There's alot of chatter on the forum about MCR missing their drummer," Andy said glancing back at his computer screen.

"What kind of chatter?" Ruth replied pushing her chair back and walking towards him.

"Seemingly the band are doing press interviews and he's disappeared," Andy explained pointing to his screen.

"Do you think he's sick again?" Ruth asked.

"I don't think so, they would have released something earlier," Andy replied.

Ruth leaned over him as she read the forum postings,"Anything posted on their official site or myspace page?"

"Nothing and we've not heard anything from their record company either," Andy added, "Was Jill not working with them this week?"

Ruth was caught slightly off guard, "Em, yeah she was, give me a moment and I'll see if I can get a hold of her," Ruth walked back to her desk, "Andy will you phone upstairs and see if they've heard anything, I'm going to check with Justin,"

Andy nodded as Ruth grabbed her mobile and made her way to the one place she knew noone would overhear. Ruth dialled the number.

"Hello," a sleepy voice responded.

"Are you still in your bed?" Ruth asked.

"Kind of," Jill replied smiling to herself,"Are you phoning from a toilet?"

"Yes or as I like to call it, my secret batcave," Ruth laughed.

"I worry about you and your fascination for the toilet," Jill said watching Bob as he looked at her with a quizzical expression.

"The reason I'm phoning is due to Bob," Ruth started.

"Bob?" Jill asked slightly puzzled.

"Yeah. We're going to have to post something on the website as the forum's are going crazy over whether he's left the band," Ruth said seriously then waited for Jill to reply.

"Do you want to speak to him?"Jill asked as she watched Bob getting more confused.

"Noooooo," Ruth replied dramatically, "Can you ask him what the official line is and I'll just post that because we've had nothing from Reprise."

"Okay, hold on," Jill said leaving Ruth to listen to the mumbled voices.

"I'm not saying that,"

"Bob be serious,"

"I'd get fired that's why,"

Ruth listened intently as Jill's voice filtered through sporadically through the muffled sounds.

"Ruth, are you there?" Jill asked finally coming back on the phone.

"I am and I so don't want to know what you two were up to," Ruth replied.

"Bob said that the official line was that he had to return to Chicago to deal with personal matters," Jill said watching as Bob nodded his head.

"Chicago being code for my flat and personal issues as in the difficulty of one of you two making a decision to get out of the bedroom," Ruth laughed.

"Hey," Jill suddenly replied feeling the embarrasment crawling up her cheeks.

"I'm teasing you," Ruth said imagining the look on her friends face, "You can stay at the flat as long as you like," she added pausing slightly, "As long as you clean the sheets yourself."

"RUTH," Jill said.

"Ha,ha," Ruth replied,"We'll post that to stop all the hysteria and we'll wait for the official word."

"I'll let Bob know," Jill said, "And thanks Ruth."

"No problem honey," Ruth replied, "Oh and Jill?"

"Yes,"

"Get out of bed," Ruth said laughing, "Or you'll not be able to walk tomorrow."

"Ruth," Jill replied before the line went dead.

"What was all that about?" Bob asked watching Jill as she lay back down on the bed.

"Just Ruth, she has a dirty mind that one," Jill replied, "We should really get up."

Bob nodded, "Right let's move."

Bob started to get up and looked back to see Jill lying on her tummy and just watching him, "Come on you,"

"I've changed my mind," Jill replied burying her head in the pillow.

Bob watched her for a moment, he quickly pulled his boxers and jeans back on and stood by the bed, "Right, I'll count to 10 and if you're not up, then I'm going to haul your ass out of there."

"Ohhh that sounds like fun," Jill couldn't resist saying it.

"One, two, three..."

"Awwwww Bobby," Jill moaned starting to wrap the cover round her, yeah he had seen her naked but she wasn't about to just walk about in front of him like that.

"four, five, six,"

"Nooooooooo," Jill said springing out the bed.

"seven, eight,"

"Wait I'm up," Jill said between laughs.

"Niiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnneee,"

"BOB," Jill yelped as he started towards her.

"nnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,"

Jill ran to the bathroom, "Right I'm getting changed, you can stop counting."

Bob sat down at the end of the bed and looked in the mirror, he looked tired but nothing could remove the permanent grin on his face. It was so surreal to him, he had always been on the move especially since joining the band and now instead of feeling claustrophobic about being stuck in a room all day he was loving it.

He looked up as Jill came back into the room, her still slightly damp hair pinned up and he watched as she just looked at him.

"You okay?" she whispered standing in front of him and gently stroking the side of his face.

"Yep," he replied running his hand up her arm.

"I was thinking I should really make something for Ruth and Justin to eat when they come home, especially since we're camping out in their flat." Jill said as she moved away to make the bed.

"That sounds good," Bob replied standing up and she pulled at the covers.

Bob held back as she disappeared out the room.

"J, shut your eyes," Bob said as he walked into the kitchen.

Jill didn't know quite how to take the request and looked at him suspiciously, "What are you going to do?"

Bob smiled, "It's not anything bad,"

Jill looked at him with her hands on her hips and she closed her eyes. Jumping slightly as she felt him touch the back of her neck.

"Open your eyes," he whispered as he pulled his hands back.

Jill glanced down and moved her hand to her neck,"Bob, this is beautiful,"

"We got it for you as a thank you," Bob smiled.

"But I thought this necklace was for Jamia," Jill asked still looking at it as she held the pendant in her hand.

"Frank ended up choosing something else and we knew you liked this one, "Bob explained loving the fact she looked so happy.

"I love it, you really didn't need to do that, " Jill said looking up at him,"Why would you all thank me?, I was always getting in the way tagging around behind you all."

"I think they enjoyed the entertainment, "Bob replied laughing, "and I also think they were pleased to finally see me happier."

"I make you happy?" Jill asked with a grin.

"You know you do," Bob replied seriously before adding, "plus crazy, irresponsible and damn it stop looking at me like that or I'll never get anything done,"

"What? I wasn't doing anything." Jill teasingly replied.

Bob knew he was in trouble, as he watched her moving towards him. He couldn't understand why she had such power over him. She was just standing in front of him, looking at him with those blue eyes and playfully biting on the corner of her now pouting lips, "No you don't, get away from me you obsessed crazy woman, " Bob almost shrieked between laughs as Jill moved closer.

Jill couldn't help but laugh herself as he started to run around the table.

"I want you Bob," she said seductively as she leaned forward on the table across from him.

"I thought you wanted to cook dinner for your friends before they come home, " Bob quickly replied moving around the table everytime Jill moved, "What are you doing to me?" he added trying to block out all the filthy images flashing through his head over what he would ideally likely to do with Jill on this god damn table.

"I'm playing with you," Jill replied straightening herself back up as she walked up to him, stood on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the nose.

"That's not fair," Bob replied as he pulled out a chair from under the table and sat down on it.

"Hey, you told me to stop and you're right I should really get this stuff on," Jill said leaning down and pulling out a pot.

"You got me all worked up," Bob sighed.

Jill turned her head back to look at him, "I'm sorry,"

Bob stared at her as she started cooking, he was sure she was sniggering away to herself. He quietly pushed the chair back and sneakily walked up behind her.

"What you doing?" Jill said not looking at him just as he was about to touch her.

"Dammit," Bob replied getting frustrated, "I forgot about the third eye on the back of your head,"

"Third eye!" Jill playfully snapped as she glanced over her shoulder.

Bob wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. Jill looked at him as he rested his chin on her shoulder. She closed her eyes as she leant back into him. Jill sighed as he began to kiss her neck and she rested her head on to him whilst moving her hand up the back of his neck. Bob moved his left hand under her shirt and across her tummy. Jill sighed once more as she felt him gently unbutton her shirt and move his right hand under her bra. She didn't think she could take it anymore as she felt herself gasping for breath, he had her completely under his control, as she felt her legs begin to buckle. Jill couldn't help but moan as his hand moved down from her tummy. Jill let herself fall forward to rest her arms against the kitchen bunker.

"Oh god Bob," she croaked as she felt him rest his weight on her.

Bob suddenly stopped as he heard the sound of keys in the front door.

"Fuck," Jill gasped,

"Fuck," Bob replied almost in unison.

They both looked at each other in alarm before they snapped into action, Bob helping her to fasten her clothes back on. Jill scrapped her hair back up as Bob quickly sat back down again.

"Hey guys," Jill casually said as Justin and Ruth walked into the kitchen.




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