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If they do it with you, they'll do it to you
0 reviewsHe was, after all, a man that was used to getting it when he needed it. Perhaps there was a way...
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"Pete....." Jamie moaned. They were alone together on Fall Out boy's bus, pressed up tightly against one another. Pete removed his lips from her neck and nipped her jaw line before nibbling her earlobe. It was a week later. They had made a pitstop in Manchester before heading to the Big Apple. Everyone else was inside the Applebee's, eating and using a real bathroom. Jamie had "The flu" and Pete had offered to stay behind with her because Brendon had said he was really hungry. Brendon was too trusting. He'd never dream that his boss and his girlfriend would be making out 100 feet away from him. "Pete." She moaned again as he moved on top of her, his hands creeping their way up her shirt. She immediatly pulled away and grabbed his hands. "No." She said. He sighed and sat up, flattening his fringe. "Listen, Pete, Im sorry. But I just cant do...that, yet. I'm honestly not ready." She said in a small voice. He forced himself to smile.
"No problem babe." He said. She smiled and kissed his cheek, resting her head on his shoulder. Pete was getting slightly frustrated. It had been a week and he had never even seen Jamie's thigh, exept through jeans. Most of the time he had girls naked in a matter of hours. But this just proved that Jamie was special. He loved how she fitted perfectly into the crook of his arm, how when he hugged her, her head fit just right under his chin, and how her fingers fit the spaces bwtween his like they were made for each other. He had definantly fallen for this girl, but the slow pace of the relationship was bothering him. He was, after all, a man that was used to getting it when he needed it. Perhaps there was a way...
3 NIGHTS LATER
"Awesome show!" Jamie squealed, giving Brendon a huge hug. Pete looked away. He couldnt stand to look at how happy Brendon was when he was with Jamie, and then think about how when everyone was asleep, he would be the one holding Jamie. Not Brendon. That was going to be harder now that he was staying on Fall out boy's bus again, but this was New York. Anything could happen. Pete sighed as he heard kissing sounds from behind him. He said goodbye to the rest of the band and headed down a hallway to his right. He had no idea where he was going, but this was his only escape route. He heard giggling ahead of him. Sure enough, a few minutes later, he ran into two beautiful young girls, who gasped when they saw him.
"Y-you're Pete Wentz!" The tall blonde one stuttered.
"That's what they call me." He replied. The shorter of the two, who had brown hair with blue tips, elbowed her friend.
"Real smooth Michelle." She hissed. Then she turned back to Pete and extended a slender hand. "I'm Riley. Riley Stevenson." She gave him a mysterious and seductive smile. He noticed her friend, Michelle, giving the two of them an evil eye.
"Well Miss Riley, if your friend doesnt mind, would you like to come have a drink with me? Assuming that pretty little body is of age?" He asked her. She giggled.
"Why of course. 21 exactly. And I'd be delighted. See you tomarrow, Mich." She said casually. Pete linked his arm with hers and led her back the way she came. They came out to the dressing room hallway. Pete knew the rest of his band wouldnt be back there for a few hours, so he walked over to the beer fridge and pulled out two buds. He handed one to Riley, who had taken a seat on the couch. They both cracked them open and took sips, surveying each other. The drank and talked, mostly about music. 9 beers each later, they were drunk and having a good time.
"So Riley, what do you think my intentions are?" Pete slurred. Riley giggled and crawled into Pete's lap.
"Were they something like...this?" She took off her shirt and unbuttoned Peter's jeans.
"Yeah, they were....." The rest was forgotten as they began to kiss. Slowly at first, but then more passionatly. Within minutes they were both naked, doing things hat made the both of them moan. Pete kept his eyes closed, trying to picture that it was Jamie beneath him, Jamie moaning his name over and over, Jamie screaming as they both reached their peak......
"No problem babe." He said. She smiled and kissed his cheek, resting her head on his shoulder. Pete was getting slightly frustrated. It had been a week and he had never even seen Jamie's thigh, exept through jeans. Most of the time he had girls naked in a matter of hours. But this just proved that Jamie was special. He loved how she fitted perfectly into the crook of his arm, how when he hugged her, her head fit just right under his chin, and how her fingers fit the spaces bwtween his like they were made for each other. He had definantly fallen for this girl, but the slow pace of the relationship was bothering him. He was, after all, a man that was used to getting it when he needed it. Perhaps there was a way...
3 NIGHTS LATER
"Awesome show!" Jamie squealed, giving Brendon a huge hug. Pete looked away. He couldnt stand to look at how happy Brendon was when he was with Jamie, and then think about how when everyone was asleep, he would be the one holding Jamie. Not Brendon. That was going to be harder now that he was staying on Fall out boy's bus again, but this was New York. Anything could happen. Pete sighed as he heard kissing sounds from behind him. He said goodbye to the rest of the band and headed down a hallway to his right. He had no idea where he was going, but this was his only escape route. He heard giggling ahead of him. Sure enough, a few minutes later, he ran into two beautiful young girls, who gasped when they saw him.
"Y-you're Pete Wentz!" The tall blonde one stuttered.
"That's what they call me." He replied. The shorter of the two, who had brown hair with blue tips, elbowed her friend.
"Real smooth Michelle." She hissed. Then she turned back to Pete and extended a slender hand. "I'm Riley. Riley Stevenson." She gave him a mysterious and seductive smile. He noticed her friend, Michelle, giving the two of them an evil eye.
"Well Miss Riley, if your friend doesnt mind, would you like to come have a drink with me? Assuming that pretty little body is of age?" He asked her. She giggled.
"Why of course. 21 exactly. And I'd be delighted. See you tomarrow, Mich." She said casually. Pete linked his arm with hers and led her back the way she came. They came out to the dressing room hallway. Pete knew the rest of his band wouldnt be back there for a few hours, so he walked over to the beer fridge and pulled out two buds. He handed one to Riley, who had taken a seat on the couch. They both cracked them open and took sips, surveying each other. The drank and talked, mostly about music. 9 beers each later, they were drunk and having a good time.
"So Riley, what do you think my intentions are?" Pete slurred. Riley giggled and crawled into Pete's lap.
"Were they something like...this?" She took off her shirt and unbuttoned Peter's jeans.
"Yeah, they were....." The rest was forgotten as they began to kiss. Slowly at first, but then more passionatly. Within minutes they were both naked, doing things hat made the both of them moan. Pete kept his eyes closed, trying to picture that it was Jamie beneath him, Jamie moaning his name over and over, Jamie screaming as they both reached their peak......
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