Be My Bad Boy

“I've heard strangled cats sound better," added Ashley.
"You are joking, right?" I could sing. I could sing really well. People had always said so. They were just having a joke.

"NO!" all three of them cried.
"It's terrible." Andy shook his head as though he couldn't believe what he'd just heard.
I picked up a cushion from the couch and threw it at Andy. Then I picked up another and threw it at Jake.
Andy and Jake looked at each other then rushed at me with the cushions, raining blows down on me. I covered my head to block them. They knocked me back onto the couch as I tried to wrench the cushions from their hands.
"Stop, stop." I tried to sound serious but I couldn’t stop laughing.
Instead of stopping, Andy went for my ribs, tickling me until I screamed. I tried to squirm away from him but rolled onto the floor. He kept at it, pinning me down so I had no control.

His fingers dug into my ribs again and I squirmed and screamed until I fell on the floor in exquisite agony. Even that didn't stop him though. If anything, it seemed to encourage him. He straddled me and kept tickling. I kicked out with my legs and punched at him, trying to get him off me, feeling as if I'd pee my pants.
Then he stopped and looked down at me. His hair flopped in his eyes and his face was flushed. He relaxed his grip on my wrists and I could've easily rolled out from under him while his guard was down but I no longer wanted to.

Everything else stopped until it became just the two of us in the entire world. Every part of me became aware of him, moving closer to me as though in slow motion. I bucked my hips, not wanting to get away, but wanting to feel his body against mine.
His gaze went from my face to my nipples, hard and straining against the thin fabric of my dress. So hard that they almost caused me pain. I wanted to feel his full lips pressed around them, sucking and licking.
"Hey, settle down you two. Get a room."

Well, that sure broke the spell. I'd forgotten about the other four in the studio but became fully aware of my surroundings and the floor beneath me, and the hard cock of Andy pressing into my leg.
"Huh?" Andy turned to Ashley
"Are we rehearsing or are the two of you just going to fool around?" Ashley looked really angry. "We’re renting this space by the hour, remember, so if you want to fool around, leave it for after rehearsal."
Andy jumped up.
"I guess we should get back to work."
I stayed on the ground for a moment, shell-shocked. What had just happened? Jake shot me a look that I couldn't figure out and Andy didn't look at me at all.

"Hannah, pull your dress down," Ashley said. "You look like a dirty whore."
I gave him a withering look.
“You don’t have to be so crass." I smoothed my dress down but I was pretty sure that it hadn’t been up around my waist or anything. I tried to catch Andy's eye, even Jake's so they could back me up.
I bet Ashley just wished he’d been the one pinned down by Andy instead.
Ash shrugged.
"Come on, Andy." he said. "Balls to the wall. Forget the distractions and let’s rock."
He straightened his shirt and ran his fingers through his hair before picking up his microphone.
I figured they didn’t need me around to watch them play. I picked up my bag and waved them goodbye.

Notes

I know I haven't updated but I had 7 tests and I've has to work all weekend. Sorry xc