Jenny looked around for her friend, Erica. The feeling in her legs turned from tingling to stabbing needles all along the skin. She shifted her position then took her phone out. Erica had said that she’d be back in a few minutes. A bathroom wasn’t that hard to find, was it? She sighed and looked at the floor when, suddenly, she heard footsteps. She looked up, expecting Erica to be the one walking towards her. Her eyes widened at the spindly figure approaching. She fumbled to stand up on the concrete outside of the venue.

The figure turned to her and her breathing hitched as she gazed upon his face. He was her world. Her love. Her eyes lit up as her excitement rose. The angel smiled at her, his makeup accenting his features perfectly. She ran over to him, taking the smile as an invitation to come over. She looked into his blue eyes and forgot how to speak. She somehow stammered out words.

“Hi! I'm..... I'm Jenny..... I love you!" she blurted through red tinged cheeks.

Andy stared at the girl babbling to him. He kept his plastered on smile big as ever. She sounded like an idiot. Probably was. He looked her up and down. She was pretty, very pretty. Her dark hair curved around her almost porcelain face and brought out her pale blue eyes that matched his own. She had nice breasts. They weren't very large, probably closer to a handful but perky and round. They were showcased nicely in her corset-like top. Her body curved down to hips clothed in almost too-tight black jeans. He was curious if the skin under it all matched the ivory of her face.

He held out his hand. "Andy, nice to meet you," He looked around the empty sidewalk, "Are you alone?" He asked, sounding a little worried. His deep voice vibrated deep into her. She looked around too, caught off guard.

"Oh!" she said in a near panic. "My friend went to use the bathroom...." She looked back at his eyes and calmed visibly. Her face changed as she pulled herself together, "Her loss." She smiled flirtatiously and leaned on one hip, trying to make herself look more attractive to balance the awkward words.

Andy's eyebrow rose into his trademark look. He nodded to her, taking her all in. She was definitely trying. This one would be easy.

"Did you wanna come wait for her on the bus? It's cold out here and probably not very interesting all alone." His voice was coaxing. He extended his hand to her.

She took it immediately, nodding. Her tongue crept out and licked along her bottom lip before her teeth grazed it. She wasn't a girly fan anymore. She was a young woman who was looking at what she wanted. Really, he thought she was trying a little too hard. Jenny grabbed her purse and followed her angel willingly, her friend long forgotten by now.

It didn't take long to get to the bus. For Jenny it was a blink of an eye. She looked up at her angel the whole way and followed his every step. He was amazing. She knew that someday he would realize how much she loved him and that he was meant to love her and only her. Meanwhile, in reality, Andy helped her up the steps with a smile.

She stood at the front of the bus in awe. This was his domain. The place where he lived and breathed. This was where he created HIS music. She hardly noticed the other members of the band buzzing around getting ready for the show. Jake walked by, slanting an annoyed glance at Andy who just shrugged and smiled, his face looking less angelic and a little more darkly mischievous. Andy sighed and turned the little fangirl towards the back of the bus.

"Let's go somewhere more private shall we? Get away from all the busyness." He said as he pushed her along gently.

She stared up at him and nodded, her feet fumbling through her steps. She would do anything he wanted. Within moments they were at the back of the bus, alone. She was practically singing with excitement. The door closed behind her, locking them in together. Andy turned to face her and smiled. He led her to the couch where she sat down at once, waiting for him to join her.

She looked around the back room. It looked exactly like other buses she had seen in interviews on the internet and tv from time to time. This one was different though. She wondered how long it would take for this to become her domain too. Once he realized how much she loved him it wouldn't be long. She felt the cushions dip as he sat down next to her. He was very close.

"So, are you from around here?" He asked, his blue eyes delving into her own, drowning her in their depth.

She nodded and found her words after a short struggle, "Yes, I go to school a few blocks down." She nodded again after she finished speaking, feeling a little awkward again.

He looked like he was mulling it over, "What school is that?" Blue eyes flicked over her face. What was he trying to see? She wondered.

"Private high school.. I hate it there. Wish I didn't have to wear the damn uniform." Jenny readily complained to Andy. It felt so comfortable around him and he was such a good listener. He looked like he was intently listening the whole time. Actually, he was trying to figure out if she was anywhere near a legal age to do what he wanted to do. Well, whatever happens in Vegas...
Andy gently ran his fingers through her hair, trying to calm her as much as possible. She leaned against his shoulder. This was his moment. His fingers crooked under her chin and pulled her face upward to face his own. He laid a light kiss on her mouth that slowly deepened. Suddenly he pulled away.

"Sorry, I probably shouldn't..." His voice waivered. He looked nervous and embarrassed.

"Oh! No, it's fine. I'm single. No boyfriend to get mad...." Her eyes darted back and forth trying to find another reason to stay with him as long as possible. He was going to be hers."And I'm 17. I'm past the legal age and I'm damn close to the legal age in most other states anyways." She said happily, wanting colored her voice.

Andy smiled and kissed her again. She wanted him. This much was obvious. Jenny sighed into his mouth. She always knew that he would find her. She hadn't thought it would be this way but she couldn't complain. It was obvious he would be a gentle, thorough lover. Happily, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. He smelled so good, she thought, as her fingers tangled in his raven hair.

Andy pulled her hard against him, his long arms wrapping around her small frame. The kiss deepened further. He coaxed her mouth open and slid his tongue inside. She paused, a moment, in her mind. He gripped at her arms. He kissed her so hard she had to struggle to breathe. Maybe this wasn't what she wanted.

She tried to push away to no avail. He had her harder than she had expected. She pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air.

"I should probably go..." she tried to say but his mouth covered hers again, "my friend....." she sputtered and tried to get up.

The movement tumbled them down onto the couch with Andy on top of her. She stared up at him. His eyes were like ice now. No blue skies, no warm light, just endless pools of cold drowning her in them. He smiled but it wasn't comforting. He had her and there was no going back this time.

Andy's hands moved to her belt buckle. Nimble fingers unbuttoned and unzipped. The fabric was easier to take off than he had expected. Her legs were pale underneath the black fabric. She kicked a little but that only eased the clothing off her body quicker. Her underwear had come off with the pants, revealing a patch of brown curls that covered her most intimate parts.
His hard on twitched and strained at his pants. He felt like he couldn't move fast enough. There was panic on her face but she stayed quiet, seemingly in shock. He kissed her again, coaxing her along, trying his best to calm her. His hand moved under her shirt, lifting her bra. He didn't feel like taking every piece of clothing off. As it was he left her pants and underwear hooked below her left knee.

Her breasts were small like he had anticipated, the nipples growing hard too quickly at his touch. Her body arched against his hand, even as a whimper fell from her mouth. She shook under him. He shushed her, his voice had taken on a soothing tone. It seemed to work for a moment as he pulled himself out of his pants.

It didn't last long. He was already situated between her legs. One smooth movement and he was sheathed inside of her small body. The moment she felt him she squeezed her eyes shut and let out a small cry. Her cunt was incredibly tight. He pushed in and out of her a few times, trying to loosen the muscles so he wouldn't hurt her too much.

There was a slight bit of blood. He shook his head. Virgin. Well, she had made the choice to stay. Andy pulled her legs around his waist so he could move easier. Within moments his thrusts got harder and held a steady pace. Jenny gripped at his arms. Tears blurred her vision and trickled down her cheeks. She let out a small cry that was silenced quickly with a hand over her mouth.

The minutes passed. What was a moment in time felt like forever to Jenny as he pummeled into her again and again. She felt like he was slowly pushing her apart further and further until he would split her in two. It didn't hurt anymore but each thrust wracked her whole body. She felt like she couldn't get her breath.

His stomach tightened and his hips lurched in a hurried rhythm as he neared his peak. He let go of her mouth as he braced himself. This time she didn't make much noise. He slammed into her hard, making her finally cry out as he came hard inside of her. Jenny squeezed her eyes shut as she felt him throbbing against her walls.

Without a second thought, he pulled out of her and adjusted his pants. He wiped her tear-stained face and pulled her up to a sitting position, gently helping her back into her pants. She could feel his cum seeping out of her onto the cushions. Her breathing hitched and she began to cry again.

Andy covered her mouth with a soft kiss, "No, no, no... no tears. You still love me don't you? I thought I was giving you what you wanted..." He brushed another tear away.

His voice was so sincere. When she looked at him the warmth was back in his eyes. Did she overreact? It was what she wanted. All she had ever wanted was for him to be hers. Now wasn't he? Jenny nodded up to him . Yes, she was fine. He had only wanted to make her happy. She was being ungrateful.

In silence she put on her other shoe that had come off with the pants. She stood up and smiled at Andy. As she took a few steps from the couch she noticed that she was a bit sore between her thighs.

"I should probably go find my friend. She's probably back by now." She said, her voice quiet and docile. It wasn't the same happy, excited tone it had been when she had first ventured onto the bus with her angel. Was he still her angel?

Andy nodded, "Yea, no problem. If she's not there just come back to the bus. I'll help you find her or, if she's busy, you can wait here 'till she returns." He said with a brilliant smile.

Jenny walked off the bus and out of Andy's life. Her friend was back and quiet words were exchanged. She didn't tell her about what they did on the couch. What ended up coming out was a grand story about how Andy had watched out for her and took her to safety on the bus where they sat talking until just now. She apologized for losing track of time. Her friend just stared at her, jealousy written plainly on her face.

Notes

So this was just a quick one-shot I had started over a year ago and figured I'd get it done and post up here. Hope you enjoyed it :) I would love to know what you think in the comments! Thanks!