The first show // Bruce Dickinson

12. We're alone

Bruce looked at me with piercing eyes. I looked back at him. They looked big at me, seeing how deep they were with that brown shade almost made me a bit frightened. But excited.
I started giggle nervously because of him not stopping to stare at me.
What was gonna happen, why didn't he stop looking at me...? I thought.
It almost felt like the first time he looked at me at the show because of all the butterflies that were in my stomach.
I looked away because of nervousness, looking down in my lap that was covered in white duvet.

-Why're you looking away love? He said and cupped my face, making me look right at him again. I froze, yet again looking into those eyes. Feeling how my cheeks got hot and started to blush like crazy. I got silent and felt as if I couldn't utter a word.
He chuckled a bit as our gaze meet, showing of his goofy grin. His crocked teeth were shown and so was his dimples.
Argh, I love everything about this man...

-Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've hold yer face after all, he chuckled and it made me giggle as well. Thinking back at the show, how happy I felt and feeling all the memories flooding back. It felt as if I was experiencing it all over again and it made me smile.
-It's just... So unreal, I said almost above a whisper.
He gave me a soft smile as he looked me up and down.
-Oh sweetie, it's so unreal to have found someone as beautiful as you, you're unique, this time looking a bit different at me. His eyes hooded, face serious with a smirk.
-Oh silly, I said nervously from the way he looked at me. I nudge his arm as a joke while looking away. He smiled even wider.

He took me closer, making it even harder to look away. Feeling how his arm went under the cover and feeling how his fingers started to trace down my waist. That's when I heard a snap.
It was my jeans button.
I looked quick up at him again, almost frightened of the sound.
He smiled wider then ever before.
What did he want this to lead to...?

He laid me down on the bed, making sure I felt comfortable.
-Feeling okay? He said with his arms on each side of me while sitting on top of me. I felt speechless. Not knowing what to say, I nodded as an yes.
Was he really going to...?
I felt how my stomach got even more butterflies from excitement but also nervousness.

The last time was my first time. It was with my ex a few years back and lets just say it wasn't the greatest experience. Without having the chance to "practice" before hand, I now had to show what I had to the biggest front man of all time.

The biggest crush I've ever had.

Gently he took a strand of my brown hair away from my face, putting it behind my ear.
-You look gorgeous laying down darling, he smirked at me while looking at my face.
-Thank you, I said quiet but seemed as loud because of the quiet environment.
He smiled yet again at me with a soft smile while leaning his head to the side. I looked him in the eyes. They had been hooded for a while. I didn't know if it was because of him still being a bit tipsy or if he just was...

He interrupted my thought by crawling out of his Iron Maiden t-shirt.
His hairy chest was exposed. Hair going symmetric on each side of his stomach. On his chest it went upwards. He looked well trained.
He looked at me as if he was waiting on a reaction, and he sure got one. I looked stunned at him, not knowing yet again what to say. Not knowing what to say, but knowing what I wanted, I took my hand closer to his broad chest.
He smiled at me gesture.
Feeling unsure if I did the right thing, I quickly took my hand away before getting to close.
Bruce took my hand, taking it against his chest. His hand was warm and so was his chest as I went thru his hair softly with my fingers.
I looked up at him, my mouth a bit open of shook.
He laughed a bit at me.
-Haven't seen this hairy of a man, have ye? He chuckled. I smiled back and then took my gaze back to his chest.

He took a hold of my Iron Maiden tee on each side, pulling it over my head and making me crawl out of it. Feeling almost totally starkers when it was off.
He threw it next to the bed at the floor.
This time when I looked back at him he wasn't looking me in the eyes, he was looking at my chest. Then he looked back up at me and found me blushing.
-I don't know how many times I'll say this, but darling you're beautiful, he said and came closer. I could feel his stonker as our bodies got pressed together. His face were near mine, our heavy breathing meeting each other. Both seeming as if we wanted it bad.
-You to Bruce, you look very beautiful, I said looking him deep in the eyes. He looked down at my mouth.
Was he going to kiss me...?

With a shook, almost making me jump of the bed, he kissed me. It made the whole world spin and my body to tingle. He parted the kiss, looking with half opened eyes down at me, his mouth a bit open.
I felt how my eyes closed up a bit, feeling the tension in the air.
Feeling how I craved more.

Bruce took his hand against my face, rubbing it gently with his thumb.
-Is it okay...? He asked flickering with his gaze while smiling at me.
-Yes... Yes it's okay...