All I Can See Are These Flames Around Me

Moaning I let Ashley press my body harder into the wall behind us. The contrast of the cool bricks to the muggy air only intensified the sensation of Ashley's lips pressed against my own. Our kiss had become deeper, more passionate, feverish almost. I don't know why I'm doing this. My brain has apparently shut itself off and has given my primal urges free range of my body.

That can't be good.

Especially when I honestly don't think I have any attraction to this man whatsoever. But his body pressing into mine feels so good, that I can't stop myself.

“My bunk?” Pulling hard at his long black hair I hummed into the kiss.

“Please.”

Without having to break the kiss, Ashley guided our tangled bodies towards the tour bus that was safe to assume belonged to Black Veil Brides. It was actually moderately surprising how tenderly Ashley was holding me, his arms were strong and protective yet gentle at the same time. I almost felt like I was wanted by him.

The people who saw Ashley and I didn't seem overly fazed to see us scrambling towards the bus. They didn't look worried as we opened the door to the bus and tried to climb in while still trying to stay as close as physically possible to each other. Even his bandmates that I couldn't name at the moment didn't look surprised that we were making our way to the back.

“You’re so sexy.” Ashley sucked on my neck causing me to moan like a whore.

We fell onto the couch in the back of the bus. Proceeding to get on top of me, Ashley began to grind his hips on mine creating blissful friction. Again I moaned. Sleeping with Ashley probably makes me a whore, but I don't give a shit. It's been so fucking long since I last got laid that I'm not even bothered by my slut-like actions.

“Thanks.” With skilled hands Ashley removed my cardigan and let it fall to the floor.

“You’re gonna love this. I promise.”

“Prove it fucker.” Keeping up with the angry sex thing, I hissed at him.

With a growl of approval Ashley's hands slipped up my thin gray shirt. Almost instantly it fell to the ground near my cardigan. With my chest almost completely exposed Ashley began to lay a line of kissed down and around my bra. His skilled hands unclasped my bra leaving me bare to him. A smile spread out on his face as he took my breast in his mouth and sucked while his hand cupped my other breast and toyed with the nipple.

Letting out a throaty moan I had to keep myself focused on getting Ashley's clothes off before I could focus on the feeling of bliss that was overcoming me. Running my hands down his chest I as removed his black band shirt and let it fall somewhere near the couch. I felt myself gasp at the sight of his OUTLAW tattoo and his well built chest.

Goddamn, this man is truly beautiful.

In hopes of teasing him just a little bit more I traced the letters of his tattoo with my finger. Ashley chuckled softly in my ear as he went from my breasts to my neck. I gasped at the feeling of his hard body against mine.

"Damn.” I gasped when his hand slipped to the button of my jeans.

“Told you you’d like it.” A smirk was now on Ashley's face.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. This asshole thinks he's won this little game we've got going on. Oh how wrong he is. Ashley tugged down my pants leaving me in just the lacy pair of black PINK panties. Licking his lips he purred at the sight of me almost completely bare in front of him.

"You've still yet to do shit. Stop talking and show me what you can fucking do, Purdy." Running the tips of my fingers along the band of his briefs I felt a surge of pride when he shivered in ecstasy.

I hooked the fabric of his underwear around my finger and tugged them down to the point where he could kick them off. He took the opportunity and shimmied them off and onto the floor. God, he's huge.

"I'll show you don't worry." His skilled hands slipped off my panties and they were discarded to somewhere on the floor that was already covered with clothing and shoes. That's when the animalistic side of Ashley came out.

He was done with foreplay. Done with teasing. Sex was the only thing he wanted, and nothing was going to stop him from getting it. Without so much as a warning, Ashley was lined up with me and thrusting into me.

It's been so long since I've last been with a guy that I nearly screamed in pain when he so suddenly entered me. I dug my nails into his back and tried to get accustomed to the feeling of having something inside me again. Within a moment or two my body grew use to having Ashley thrusting into and pleasure took over the pain.

Not caring who heard me I screamed Ashley's name, along with many other profanities that would probably make a sailor blush.

"Yeah, say my name." Ashley called, clearly eating up how much I was enjoying this.

It didn't take long for us to reach our climaxes. He came with a groan of my name, and I finished with a high pitched cry of his.

We were a sweaty mess of tangled limbs and gasping breathes. Oh. My. God. I don't think I have ever been fucked with such intensity before. Ashley carefully pulled away from me and sat on the edge of the couch. His head fell into his hands.

Oh great. What did I do? Was I not good enough for this pompous asshole?

"Goddamn...” Breathing hard I could see a faint smile tugging at his lips from between his fingers.

Wincing in pain I tried to sit up. It took me a second, but I eventually managed to toss my legs over the side of the couch. My legs shook like a leaf in the wind. Damn, he really did a good job.

"Great, now I don't think I can walk." I mumbled sarcastically.

“You’re welcome, bitch.” Winking at me I could tell Ashley was looking for a second round.

Which he isn't getting.

“Shut the fuck up.” I growled at him as I glanced around the room for my clothes. They were scattered everywhere in the room.

“I don’t think I will.” A new look spread out on Ashley's face.

My stomach twisted at the sight of it. Ashley pinned me down again and bit down on the flesh of my neck.

No.

Ashley and I will have sex once and only once. Trying with all my might I hoped to push Ashley off of me. But with that beautiful built chest came power. Power that I could never even hope to posses.

“Move. I’m leaving.” My voice was like venom, but it didn't faze me.

“Not happening." Ashley winked at me.

He thinks I'm fucking playing around. This isn't some sick and twisted cat and mouse game. No means no. We're done, all I want is to get redressed and a join my friends.

Ashley apparently didn't get the message that we weren't playing some fucked up kinky game, because rather than letting me go like he should have, Ashley thrust back into me. There was no prep. No warning. Even though my body was physically prepared for him to be inside me again, I mentally wasn't.

I didn't scream in pleasure this time. I didn't pull his hair to egg him on.

This time I screamed begging him to stop. I screamed for someone to help me. But no one came to my rescue, my cries fell on deaf ears. I punched him. Bit him. Tried to kick. But none of it worked to get him off me. Nothing was going to work.

When I finally realized that I was powerless to him I just let my body fall limp and let the tears fall.

Is this rape? Well rape is when one party is okay with the sexual act and the other party isn't. And I do count as the other party. When the realization hit me the tears that were falling down my cheeks only came harder and sobs ripped through my chest. I'm getting raped. And there's nothing I can do about it.

Ashley moaned my name loudly as he came into me. I felt my skin crawl as he rolled off me. He stood and ran a hand through his hair before he began searching for his clothing. Still crying I simply curled in on myself, praying that he'd leave soon.

I feel like crawling into a hole and dying right now.

“Here.” There was no emotion in his voice. No guilt. No shame.

I flinched when the pile of clothes fell on me.

Ashley bent down to my height which only caused me to shrink further into myself.

“No thank you?” He had a sadistic smile on his face.

“T-thanks.”

Forcing myself to man up, I grabbed my panties with shaking hands and attempted to put them on. Though it took me a try or two, I eventually managed to get the black lace trimmed underwear on my frame.

“Bye Nick.” Kissing my cheek Ashley swept out of the room leaving me alone.

Despite my shaking hands I quickly I tugged on my clothes, not caring how disheveled I looked, and ran for the door. I really hope he doesn’t come looking for me anytime soon. I stumbled from the back of the bus with tears still in my eyes. During my stumble someone dressed in black caught me in their arms. Panic stuck me and my mind raced, it must have been Ashley, so I tried to squirm my way out of their arms.

“Whoa there killer, calm down.” A deep voice spoke in a gentle tone, making me realize it wasn't Ashley who held me.

Notes

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