Can you see me?
Chapter 19
Like each lit cigarette we burn
Our best when no one is around
But it's not my vanity
You're missing
~This prayer is for you~
"So what I've heard about you is a lot different from the girl I knew in high school. What happened?" Andy asks as we pull out of the lot. I shrug, "I became friends with Catherine's friends. Then once I had sex, I'm just going to say that thanks to my body, it gets me places."
"Seriously indie, what size bra are you because damn you have some large tits." He glances down at my tight tank top that is perfectly displaying my double D's.
"That is something you have to find out if you get my bra off." I smirk, knowing that he is going to like what I have under my tank top. I just have to hope that he isn't kinky because those sex toys are just a huge turn off for me. Honestly, this man turns me on easier than any other I know. His body is almost flawless and those fucking magical hands are like no other, they bring me to ecstasy without even touching me.
I need to get ahold of myself.
I have a reputation to uphold.
Some people would consider me a typical band groupie- I have the large boobs, the blonde hair, and the few unfortunate skanky outfits.. But I am honestly not. I just have had my outlook on men ruined more than once but I still want to have sex. I mean, if a band member who I am a fan of thinks I'm hot and wants to have sex with me I'm all for it. My Instagram followers are mostly band members, horny men, and the occasional fan of them that wants to follow everyone they are following. Some of my pictures aren't meant for the eyes of younger fans... At least I'm not a fake blonde though, and my boobs are real which is better than some groupies. Plus, I like to strike up a conversation with the band member before we go and have sex.
"You know, you've really changed." Andy smirks as we get on the main road. I shrug, "I grew up. It's been three years. You've changed too."
"You're not the innocent indie I once knew are you?" He asks, glancing at me at a stoplight as I pull out a cigarette. "Not even close."
"I think we are going to have so much fun. I've been told I'm good." Andy says smugly, placing a hand on my thigh. All I can think is what a pig. But to be honest, he doesn't seem that different than other band members now, and I already know he's a great kisser and has a large dick so at least that won't be a surprise.
"Well I might think you're terrible, but it all depends doesn't it. And I thought we were just going to catch up?" I smirk at him and take his hand off my leg. Andy raises an eyebrow and laughs, "it's a good thing you've got me hooked or else I'd be turning around. You're not as flirty as I've heard."
"I'm only a flirt when I want to be, right now I don't exactly know why I am going with you because you did hit me, and called me a bitch and a whore... I guess I did learn from what you did though."
Andy pulls up to an apartment complex, parking and getting out, waiting for me before we walk inside. If I don't be a little flirty I might lose this one. Great.
As we get in the elevator Andy shoves me against the wall with a smirk, "lets get a head start."
His lips collide with mine until we reach the third floor on the short elevator ride. I manage to get out from underneath him so that we can get off the elevator. Andy smirks and unlocks his door, whispering in my ear as I go inside, "just so you know I'm taking pictures."
"Then I will too." I say smugly and put my phone down on the counter of his kitchen. I'll leak that one of his penis he took in high school later as payback. Out of nowhere Andy grabs my ass and presses me against him, I sigh.
"Are we actually going to-" I'm cut off with his lips against mine, just as passionate of a kiss as it was in high school. He's an even better kisser now. His hands are already working on getting my shirt off as he continues to kiss me. I jump up and wrap my legs around his small waist, tangling my hands in his hair. Andy stumbles to what I'm assuming is his bedroom, closing it with his foot after he takes off my shirt, working on my bra. Soon he is shirtless as well, still working on my bra. I hear it rip and sigh, well there goes another, but that's what happens when you have big boobs. He pulls away for a moment, looking at the tag with the size of my bra, then my boobs, then the bra.
"You're a 30 double D?" He asks quietly, gaping as I toss the bra on the ground.
"Yep. Andy, you lost a great opportunity." I joke and smash my lips down on his.
While we are kissing I can't help but to analyze some things that I've come to realize- why do teenagers date if they know it will end? Why do people feel the need to be paired with one person for the rest of their lives? It gets boring to be with the same person over and over, and you're not always going to have a great connection. Sacrifices are made in the form of love when all love truly is, is the brain's way of justifying your lust. I've taken away from my experiences that love does not exist in any form- only lust. Sex is a physical drug, used to bring yourself into ecstasy with the other. Chemicals get injected and released- it's an addiction.
"Love isn't always fair baby. And I have sure as hell found that out the hard way." Andy growls as his tongue massages mine and his hands travel to my chest.
My deepest thoughts, the strangest, the most analyzing- always happen while I'm being sexual. It's weird that I am thought of as a whore by some but yet there are still people that want me. Austin carlile was my first larger band member last year, man was that amazing. He still follows me on Instagram and twitter, we even still text (sext;) sometimes.
People think what I do is wrong- physical loving. I have sex with band members, they enjoy it, I enjoy it... There's nothing wrong with that.
"Indie, you're so fucking wet." Andy moans as I realize he is undoing my pants. I smirk and tackle him onto the bed- hey, I like to be in charge. He grins as I pull his pants off and toss them across the room, letting him take off my underwear with his teeth- hot.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" He whispers, his voice has gotten so much deeper since high school. His hands explore my body as I reconnect our lips, moaning as his lips move in sync with mine. Andy wriggles out of his boxers and flips us over so that I am on the bottom. Dammit.
"You are so fucking wet babe." He growls in my ear, breaking the kiss for a moment. He is rubbing my entrance and kissing my neck at the same time, making me practically beg for him.
"Indie I'm going to fuck you so hard like I've wanted to all these years." He growls, taking a nipple in his mouth as I let out a low moan. Shit he is too good.
"fuck me Andy." I whisper in his ear, pulling him closer. He kisses my lips again. "Beg."
"I want you Andy." I moan, feeling him bite down on my neck. "Fuck me harder than anyone else has before."
"I'll give you the best sex of your life indie." He smirks, trailing kisses over my skin. I tangle my hands in his hair and pull him back up to me. "Fuck me Andy Biersack. Now."
He enters me while caressing my chest and kissing my lips, hard. I moan as he begins to thrust, spreading my legs wider until I flip us over, riding him as his hips buck upwards. Too soon Andy flips us over and pulls himself all the way out- only to slam back into me, sending me into ecstasy.
"Harder baby!" I yell as Andy continues to pound into me, grunting as he does. A smile grows on his face as I shout, "I-I'm gonna fucking cum Andy!"
"Scream my name when you do!" He demands. I am trying to hold myself back as Andy's thrusts continue to send pleasure through my body. I roll us over so that I am on top and ride him as best I can. He flips us again, throbbing against my clenching walls as I scratch my nails down his back and yell, "Andy!"
"Yes! Scream it!" He moans, biting down on my nipple, making a squeal of pleasure erupt from my lips. I flip us over and ride Andy's dick again, feeling his length go even deeper than before. He throws his head back in ecstasy before spanking my ass. "Indie! Fuck me baby!" He shouts, that gritty voice making me hornier than I was. I look down with a huge smile on my face, crashing our lips together as he moves so that we are sitting. He massages my breasts as we keep bobbing, moving in sync with each other as I moan, "Andy sixx! Fuck me harder!"
He flips us back so he is on top, his thrusts making my head hit the wall but it feels good. I wrap my legs around his back and moan.
"What?" He smirks in our kiss, "What am I doing to you."
"You're making me cum!" I moan, letting my orgasm take over. I throw my head back as Andy cums inside of me as well. Shit, we didn't use a condom.
He Pulls out and lands on the bed next to me, a huge grin on his panting lips as he exclaims. "You're better than I expected indie."
"You're not so bad yourself Biersack." I tease, grabbing my phone from beside the table and taking a picture of Andy's sweaty body. He chuckles, "you better not leak that."
"Mmm I probably will sooner or later." I smirk, giggling as Andy takes a few pictures of me. He says lowly, "so that offer for tour photographer still stands if you want. We'd match your pay at kerrang!"
He trails his hands down my curves, along my thigh and back up. The singer looks up at my eyes expectantly, waiting for me to answer.
"I've probably lost my job anyways for leaving early and having sex with you so why the fuck not." I shrug, "but that does not mean I'm having sex with you again, alright?"
"Babe, now that's not fair. You can't exactly dictate that now when we haven't even started the tour. And by the way, there might not even be enough bunks for you to get your own." He caresses my cheek softly, pulling me closer by the waist while he steals a soft kiss. I rolls my eyes as Andy whispers, "and there aren't many guys who would want to sleep with a tour photographer."
"Oh, but that's never happened before to me." I laugh, "I think I can manage to sneak at least a few one night stands in to a tour. Maybe I will even fuck some of your roadies?"
"Well, you see the problem with that is that there is a rule set in place by our tour manager that only band members can have sex during tour... I think that if it's me you're having sex with then there would be an exception. We would have a great friends with benefits relationship if you know what I mean?" He smirks, offering me a cigarette. I take it gladly and light it up, blowing perfect smoke rings unlike my attempts in high school. "So how much do you guys drink on tour? I want to know whether or not to bring my slutty clothes or just normal."
"Bring them." He says quickly, his eyes flashing with playfulness as I realize I have just signed up for what could possibly be the weirdest experience of my life.
Our best when no one is around
But it's not my vanity
You're missing
~This prayer is for you~
"So what I've heard about you is a lot different from the girl I knew in high school. What happened?" Andy asks as we pull out of the lot. I shrug, "I became friends with Catherine's friends. Then once I had sex, I'm just going to say that thanks to my body, it gets me places."
"Seriously indie, what size bra are you because damn you have some large tits." He glances down at my tight tank top that is perfectly displaying my double D's.
"That is something you have to find out if you get my bra off." I smirk, knowing that he is going to like what I have under my tank top. I just have to hope that he isn't kinky because those sex toys are just a huge turn off for me. Honestly, this man turns me on easier than any other I know. His body is almost flawless and those fucking magical hands are like no other, they bring me to ecstasy without even touching me.
I need to get ahold of myself.
I have a reputation to uphold.
Some people would consider me a typical band groupie- I have the large boobs, the blonde hair, and the few unfortunate skanky outfits.. But I am honestly not. I just have had my outlook on men ruined more than once but I still want to have sex. I mean, if a band member who I am a fan of thinks I'm hot and wants to have sex with me I'm all for it. My Instagram followers are mostly band members, horny men, and the occasional fan of them that wants to follow everyone they are following. Some of my pictures aren't meant for the eyes of younger fans... At least I'm not a fake blonde though, and my boobs are real which is better than some groupies. Plus, I like to strike up a conversation with the band member before we go and have sex.
"You know, you've really changed." Andy smirks as we get on the main road. I shrug, "I grew up. It's been three years. You've changed too."
"You're not the innocent indie I once knew are you?" He asks, glancing at me at a stoplight as I pull out a cigarette. "Not even close."
"I think we are going to have so much fun. I've been told I'm good." Andy says smugly, placing a hand on my thigh. All I can think is what a pig. But to be honest, he doesn't seem that different than other band members now, and I already know he's a great kisser and has a large dick so at least that won't be a surprise.
"Well I might think you're terrible, but it all depends doesn't it. And I thought we were just going to catch up?" I smirk at him and take his hand off my leg. Andy raises an eyebrow and laughs, "it's a good thing you've got me hooked or else I'd be turning around. You're not as flirty as I've heard."
"I'm only a flirt when I want to be, right now I don't exactly know why I am going with you because you did hit me, and called me a bitch and a whore... I guess I did learn from what you did though."
Andy pulls up to an apartment complex, parking and getting out, waiting for me before we walk inside. If I don't be a little flirty I might lose this one. Great.
As we get in the elevator Andy shoves me against the wall with a smirk, "lets get a head start."
His lips collide with mine until we reach the third floor on the short elevator ride. I manage to get out from underneath him so that we can get off the elevator. Andy smirks and unlocks his door, whispering in my ear as I go inside, "just so you know I'm taking pictures."
"Then I will too." I say smugly and put my phone down on the counter of his kitchen. I'll leak that one of his penis he took in high school later as payback. Out of nowhere Andy grabs my ass and presses me against him, I sigh.
"Are we actually going to-" I'm cut off with his lips against mine, just as passionate of a kiss as it was in high school. He's an even better kisser now. His hands are already working on getting my shirt off as he continues to kiss me. I jump up and wrap my legs around his small waist, tangling my hands in his hair. Andy stumbles to what I'm assuming is his bedroom, closing it with his foot after he takes off my shirt, working on my bra. Soon he is shirtless as well, still working on my bra. I hear it rip and sigh, well there goes another, but that's what happens when you have big boobs. He pulls away for a moment, looking at the tag with the size of my bra, then my boobs, then the bra.
"You're a 30 double D?" He asks quietly, gaping as I toss the bra on the ground.
"Yep. Andy, you lost a great opportunity." I joke and smash my lips down on his.
While we are kissing I can't help but to analyze some things that I've come to realize- why do teenagers date if they know it will end? Why do people feel the need to be paired with one person for the rest of their lives? It gets boring to be with the same person over and over, and you're not always going to have a great connection. Sacrifices are made in the form of love when all love truly is, is the brain's way of justifying your lust. I've taken away from my experiences that love does not exist in any form- only lust. Sex is a physical drug, used to bring yourself into ecstasy with the other. Chemicals get injected and released- it's an addiction.
"Love isn't always fair baby. And I have sure as hell found that out the hard way." Andy growls as his tongue massages mine and his hands travel to my chest.
My deepest thoughts, the strangest, the most analyzing- always happen while I'm being sexual. It's weird that I am thought of as a whore by some but yet there are still people that want me. Austin carlile was my first larger band member last year, man was that amazing. He still follows me on Instagram and twitter, we even still text (sext;) sometimes.
People think what I do is wrong- physical loving. I have sex with band members, they enjoy it, I enjoy it... There's nothing wrong with that.
"Indie, you're so fucking wet." Andy moans as I realize he is undoing my pants. I smirk and tackle him onto the bed- hey, I like to be in charge. He grins as I pull his pants off and toss them across the room, letting him take off my underwear with his teeth- hot.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" He whispers, his voice has gotten so much deeper since high school. His hands explore my body as I reconnect our lips, moaning as his lips move in sync with mine. Andy wriggles out of his boxers and flips us over so that I am on the bottom. Dammit.
"You are so fucking wet babe." He growls in my ear, breaking the kiss for a moment. He is rubbing my entrance and kissing my neck at the same time, making me practically beg for him.
"Indie I'm going to fuck you so hard like I've wanted to all these years." He growls, taking a nipple in his mouth as I let out a low moan. Shit he is too good.
"fuck me Andy." I whisper in his ear, pulling him closer. He kisses my lips again. "Beg."
"I want you Andy." I moan, feeling him bite down on my neck. "Fuck me harder than anyone else has before."
"I'll give you the best sex of your life indie." He smirks, trailing kisses over my skin. I tangle my hands in his hair and pull him back up to me. "Fuck me Andy Biersack. Now."
He enters me while caressing my chest and kissing my lips, hard. I moan as he begins to thrust, spreading my legs wider until I flip us over, riding him as his hips buck upwards. Too soon Andy flips us over and pulls himself all the way out- only to slam back into me, sending me into ecstasy.
"Harder baby!" I yell as Andy continues to pound into me, grunting as he does. A smile grows on his face as I shout, "I-I'm gonna fucking cum Andy!"
"Scream my name when you do!" He demands. I am trying to hold myself back as Andy's thrusts continue to send pleasure through my body. I roll us over so that I am on top and ride him as best I can. He flips us again, throbbing against my clenching walls as I scratch my nails down his back and yell, "Andy!"
"Yes! Scream it!" He moans, biting down on my nipple, making a squeal of pleasure erupt from my lips. I flip us over and ride Andy's dick again, feeling his length go even deeper than before. He throws his head back in ecstasy before spanking my ass. "Indie! Fuck me baby!" He shouts, that gritty voice making me hornier than I was. I look down with a huge smile on my face, crashing our lips together as he moves so that we are sitting. He massages my breasts as we keep bobbing, moving in sync with each other as I moan, "Andy sixx! Fuck me harder!"
He flips us back so he is on top, his thrusts making my head hit the wall but it feels good. I wrap my legs around his back and moan.
"What?" He smirks in our kiss, "What am I doing to you."
"You're making me cum!" I moan, letting my orgasm take over. I throw my head back as Andy cums inside of me as well. Shit, we didn't use a condom.
He Pulls out and lands on the bed next to me, a huge grin on his panting lips as he exclaims. "You're better than I expected indie."
"You're not so bad yourself Biersack." I tease, grabbing my phone from beside the table and taking a picture of Andy's sweaty body. He chuckles, "you better not leak that."
"Mmm I probably will sooner or later." I smirk, giggling as Andy takes a few pictures of me. He says lowly, "so that offer for tour photographer still stands if you want. We'd match your pay at kerrang!"
He trails his hands down my curves, along my thigh and back up. The singer looks up at my eyes expectantly, waiting for me to answer.
"I've probably lost my job anyways for leaving early and having sex with you so why the fuck not." I shrug, "but that does not mean I'm having sex with you again, alright?"
"Babe, now that's not fair. You can't exactly dictate that now when we haven't even started the tour. And by the way, there might not even be enough bunks for you to get your own." He caresses my cheek softly, pulling me closer by the waist while he steals a soft kiss. I rolls my eyes as Andy whispers, "and there aren't many guys who would want to sleep with a tour photographer."
"Oh, but that's never happened before to me." I laugh, "I think I can manage to sneak at least a few one night stands in to a tour. Maybe I will even fuck some of your roadies?"
"Well, you see the problem with that is that there is a rule set in place by our tour manager that only band members can have sex during tour... I think that if it's me you're having sex with then there would be an exception. We would have a great friends with benefits relationship if you know what I mean?" He smirks, offering me a cigarette. I take it gladly and light it up, blowing perfect smoke rings unlike my attempts in high school. "So how much do you guys drink on tour? I want to know whether or not to bring my slutty clothes or just normal."
"Bring them." He says quickly, his eyes flashing with playfulness as I realize I have just signed up for what could possibly be the weirdest experience of my life.
Notes
who do you guys like better: New Indiana or younger indiana? What about Andy? He finally got laid by the girl that refused to do him. what will happen on tour? Will she regret it in the morning? Will he?Andiana ;)
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