One-Shots

"Lucy! Please, can you just give me a ride home!" My sister Gina whined.

"Fine," I sighed, "Just be ready to go when I get there. I don't want to spend more time in that place than I have to."

"Thank you!"

"Uh-huh," I said as I hung up on her.

I threw on a pair of shorts and a torn up Misfits tank top and headed out the door with my keys in my hand. I slid into the driver's seat and drove off to Gina's job.

I pulled up to the building after fifteen minutes of driving and sighed as I got out, seeing 'The Pussycat Palace' lit up on the building's entrance. My sister was a strip club dancer. She had been working here since she was eighteen, which was four years ago. At the age of twenty-two, you would think she would have her own car by now, but she didn't see the need in it because I ended up driving her around everywhere.

I walked through the doors and was welcomed by the sight of weird men gawking at my sister as she pole danced. I had half a mind to slap them upside the head for staring at her like that, but I knew she would get pissed at me.

I understood why the men thought my sister was sexy. I mean, who wouldn't? She had long blonde hair, hazel eyes, perfect facial features, big boobs and an ass that even the Kardashians would be jealous of. In comparison, I was nothing like her. My minty hair was tied up in a loose bun, my brown eyes weren't line with any make up-seeing as I was only here to drive her home- and I was freckled with pale skin. I was attractive in my own way, just not supermodel sexy.

I sat down at the bar while I waited for my sister to get finished dancing. I ordered a beer from the bartender and a familiar-looking man sat down next to me.

I took in his appearance, trying my hardest to figure out where I knew him from. He had long, black hair, deep brown eyes, naked women and stars tattooed on his arms, and a toned body. He looked sexy as hell. I blushed as the bartender handed me my beer, because I only then realized that I had been staring right at him.

"Like what you see?" he asked, cockily.

"Maybe," I smirked. "It depends who's asking."

"Ashley, Ashley Purdy," he said, holding out his hand for me to shake.

I politely shook it and suddenly I realized where I knew him from.

"You're in Black Veil Brides, aren't you?" I asked.

"Yes I am," he laughed.

"I saw you guys at Warped Tour last summer. You were great," I complimented.

"Thanks. So, could I ask what your name might be?"

"It's Lucy."

"Well, Lucy, would you like to come back to my place?" he asked.

Holy crap. The Ashley Purdy was asking me back to his place. I wasn't usually the type of person to do this stuff, but this was a once in a lifetime oportunity.

"Sure, just give me a minute and I'll be right back," I smiled at him.

I walked towards the stage and saw that Gina was just stepping off.

"Gina, here are the keys. I'm going over to someone's house. I'm sure you'll be able to drive yourself home," I said, tossing her the keys.

"Ooooh. Who's the guy?" she asked with a smile spreading across her face.

"None of your business," I told her as I stuck my tongue out.

"Fine, but you are so telling me when you get home."

"Whatever," I sighed as I turned and walked back to a patiently waiting Ashley.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

"Yep," I smiled, holding his hand.

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The drive to his place was silent, but the comfortable kind. Well, it was comfortable if you didn't pay any attention to the sexual tension that was building between us. There were times when I just wanted him to pull over so I could kiss him without risking a car accident.

When we reached his appartment, my need for him was becoming unbearable. He opened the door and as soon as we got in, I was pinned against the wall. Ashley pressed his lips to mine and slid his tongue into my eagerly awaiting mouth.

I tangled my fingers in his hair as he slid his hands up and down my body. His calloused fingers sent shivvers through my body. He bit my lip and I moaned as I leaned my head back. I pulled my hair out of my bun and let it fall around my shoulders.

"Beautiful...." Ashley sighed as he pulled away for a split second.

I felt my cheeks redden and I reconnected our lips. Ashley managed to lift me and carry me down the hall to his bedroom. He carefully laid me down on the bed and he skillfully rested his weight on me. I played with his belt as he began to grind against me. His fingers gripped the hem of my shirt and I sighed as his fingers grazed my skin while lifting up my shirt. I abandoned my attempt at undoing his belt as I lifted my arms over my head.

Ashley laughed quietly to himself as he realized that I wasn't wearing a bra. He gently kissed my breasts and trailed his lips down to the waistband of my shorts. With his teeth, he bit my shorts and underwear, and slid them down to my ankels. I kicked my bottoms off and Ashley quickly got off of me.

I pouted as I waited for him to strip out of his clothing. I gasped as he erection was freed from his constricting boxers. He was much larger than I had ever experienced which made me slightly nervous. Ashley slid on a condom and crawled back on top of me.

I quickly pecked his lips and Ashley took that as a sign that I was ready. He slid into me and I whimpered as he continued to thrust. Eventually, I grew used to his size and I moaned loudly as he slammed into me.

I felt the fire building in my stomach and I assumed that he was close too, because his thrusts were becoming sloppy.

"Lucy!" he groaned as he came.

I let out a pleasured scream as I released all over him. He slowly pulled out of me and rolled over onto his side.

I hauled myself up from the bed and pulled on my clothing that was strewn across the room.

"Lucy?" Ashley asked from the bed.

"Yeah?"

"Can we do this again sometime?"

"I'd like that. When?"

"On Saturday. I'll meet you at the club at eight?"

"You have yourself a date, Mr. Purdy," I smirked.

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