One-Shots

“Hey, Renee! You’re still coming to the show tonight, aren’t you?” CC asked from the other end of the telephone.

“Well, duh. You think I’d miss seeing my best bud? Besides, I’m excited to meet the rest of your band. From what I’ve heard they’re really cool guys,” I grinned.

“You’d love ‘em. See you in a couple hours?”

“See you then,” I said.

I hung up the phone and a huge smile spread across my face. I was finally going to see my best friend again after six months and I couldn’t be more excited.
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I tugged uncomfortably at my black miniskirt as I walked up to the venue. I never generally dressed up, but I wanted to look my best. I wanted to make a great first impression on CC’s bandmates, and my regular skinny jeans and loose t-shirt wouldn’t have cut it. I had touched up my blood red hair with black tips and put in my favourite pair of silver spider bites. I had lined my hazel eyes with dark purple eyeliner and threw on my purple and black corset top. I had even put on my new, black pumps.

I walked up to one of the security guards who was standing in front of the side entrance.

“Excuse me,” I said, “I’m a friend of CC’s. He told me to come back here and you guys would let me in.”

“Do you have a pass?” he asked, uninterested.

“Yes,” I told him, scrambling around in my purse. I finally grasped the laminated ticket and handed it to him.

“It looks alright. Go on in,” he said, opening the door for me.

I thanked him and slipped into the backstage area. I gasped as I saw dozens of people bustling about, getting ready for the show. I had been to plenty of concerts before, but being on the other side of the stage was a completely different experience.

“Renee!”

My eyes lit up as I saw CC standing right in front of me.

“Oh my god, CC!” I laughed as I ran towards him.

I wrapped my arms around his tiny waist and he spun me around. Once he set me back down on the ground, the roomed seemed like it was spinning. I stumbled a bit and felt myself falling.

“Woah there,” someone said as arms wrapped around my waist and put me back on my feet.

“Thank you,” I said as I looked up at the man who helped me.

“No problem. My name’s Jake by the way,” he said.

“Renee. You’re in Black Veil Brides with CC, aren’t you?” I asked, observing his leather attire and long, black hair.

“Yeah. I play lead guitar,” he smiled.

“If I could interrupt you love birds for a second…” CC chuckled.

I blushed and looked away from Jake.

“We have to go on stage in a few minutes. If you want to stay back here and watch the performance, you can or you can just wait in the dressing room if you want,” CC suggested to me.

“You think I came all this way to wait in a dressing room? Of course I’m going to watch you guys,” I said.

“CC! Jake! Get your butts on stage!” one of the crew members yelled.

“Shit! We’ll see you in a bit,” CC said.

“Good luck!” I called after them as they ran on stage.
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I actually really enjoyed the Black Veil Brides performance. I could give the stereotypical statement and say that Andy was hot and Ashley looked sexy with his shirt off, but I was much more distracted by Jake. It was odd. He never did anything super flashy-minus his epic guitar solos-but I couldn’t help but stare at him the whole time. What was even stranger was that he would look back at me and give me a sweet smile. I could just imagine the look on CC’s face when I told him that I had a thing for one of his best friends.


“You guys did great!” I beamed as CC and Jake came off stage.

“Thanks! I’m glad you liked it! You know, the guys and I were going to go out clubbing, do you wanna join?” CC asked.

“Nah. I think I’ll hang around here for a little bit longer. I’ve heard that the next band playing is really good and I kinda wanted to check them out. I’ll meet you back at the bus, though.

Okay?” I said.

“Alright. Jake, you coming?”

“I promised Jeff that I’d help out with our equipment. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Okay. See you two later then,” CC said before leaving with the rest of the band.

“You didn’t really want to see the next band perform, did you?” Jake chuckled.

“Nope, but I doubt you promised Jeff you’d help him out either,” I smirked.

“Touché. So, what would you like to do for the remaining hour to pass the time?”

“Hmm… I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?” I asked, biting my lip flirtatiously.

“There is one idea that I’ve been thinking about since I saw you earlier…”

“Oh, really? What is it?”

“It’s more of something to show than tell.”

“Well, Mr. Pitts, I would be more than happy to be shown what you’re talking about.”

A sly grin spread across his face and he dragged me into the dressing room.

He pressed me up against the door and crashed his lips onto mine. I kissed back, tangling my fingers in his hair. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt his erection pressing against my thigh. His calloused hands wrapped under my thighs and carried me over to the beat-up vanity in the corner of the room. He set me down on it and began undoing his belt. I slipped off my mini-skirt and as soon as I started untying my corset top, Jake was doing in for me. His lips collided back to mine as he dropped my top to the floor. I pulled off his black t-shirt and my fingers skimmed over his toned torso. Jake curled his fingers around my lace panties and yanking them off of me. He kneeled down on the floor and spread my legs open wide. He plunged his tongue into me and one of his hands traveled up to one of my breasts. I moaned as I let the sensation of pleasure wash over me.

“Ohhh….” I breathed out as his tongue hit my g-spots, causing my whole body to tense in anticipation.

I came into his mouth and he gladly licked me clean. His lust-clouded eyes looked into mine and my breath caught. His pulled off his jeans and boxers and I saw just how ready he was. I bit my lip, nervous about the pain that might accompany his enormous size. He slowly eased into me and I hissed.

“Are you okay?” he asked in complete sincerity.

I nodded my head to signal for him to keep going.

The more he thrust into me, the more I became accustomed to his size and soon I was a moaning mess. I could feel his throbbing member inside of me and just the sensation of feeling so full inside sent me over the edge. He released into me only moments later, shouting out my name, and we were both breathing heavily. He carefully pulled out of me
and began redressing.

I pulled on my underwear and slipped on my miniskirt. I just began tying my corset top when I noticed how quiet Jake was being.

“Jake, are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? Did I do something wrong?”

Silence.

“Jake, please…tell me.”

He turned to me and I could see tears building in his eyes.

“I really like you Renee. When I saw you I got butterflies and I can’t remember the last time that happened to me.”

“Jake I really like you too, so what’s the problem?”

“I tour in a band. I’m traveling for a good nine to ten months out of the year. This could never work…”

“Jake, I know. Don’t you think I was perfectly aware of that when we were having sex? I don’t have an issue with having to travel every once in a while just to see you. I like you enough to want to give this a real shot, are you willing to do the same?”

“I…yeah, I am,” he smiled.

I kissed him gently on the lips.

Jake pulled away a little bit and began to help me finish tying my top.

“So, what are we going to tell CC?” he asked.

I laughed.

“What?”

“Couldn’t you tell?” I chuckled.

“Tell what?”
“He obviously knew that we liked each other. Remember the lovebirds comment? And honestly, who would be stupid enough to think their best friend would be willing to waste some valued best friend time just to see a band they never heard of? I think he put the pieces together as soon as you said you were going to stay here.”

“Do you think I’ll get flayed alive when I get back to the bus?” he asked.

“Oh, I’d count on it,” I laughed.

“Would you at least come to protect me?”

“Maybe.”

“Permanently?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Would you like to come on tour?”

“You really are a hopeless romantic, aren’t you?” I smiled.

“Guilty as charged. So, what do you say?”

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

A grin spread across his face and I felt butterflies in my stomach. This was the beginning to something very good; I knew it.

Notes

Sorry for the long wait. There is not going to be a regular schedule for updates, but I will aim to try to get one done once every two weeks. I'd love to be able to update more, but I honestly have almost no time, sorry guys.