Camera, lights, and action

Chapter 8: Ruined plans (SMUT, blood, slight male dom)

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." You heard Jake yell across the stage. Sound check was not going well. "Jake it's only 4 more cities. What's the big deal? You should be fucking grateful" Josh snapped. You let go of your camera, letting it hang around your neck and watched as Jake stormed to the edge of the stage. Coming right for you. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you along behind him, still walking. Leading you somewhere. His dressing room, you assumed. He shoved the door open and you closed it behind the two of you. You weren't sure what to say. Jake let go of your wrist and walked over to the mini bar. He began making two drinks. He was slamming bottles and glasses down on the counter and moving with a quickness you had not witnessed with him before. Glass shattered, and the sound pierced your ears. "Fuck!" He screamed. He turned to you, with an unnerving calmness and asked "Towel? Please?" That's when you saw the blood. It was dripping off of his hand and onto the floor. You ran to the bathroom and grabbed the first towel you saw. White, of course. You folded it around his hand, snug but not too tight. "Jake, what is going on with you guys?" you asked bluntly. "Don't" he said "Don't do this right now. I don't want to talk about it, okay? I just want to fuck my girlfriend." You felt your breath get caught in your throat. "Girlfriend?" you asked. He turned away from you and continued trying to make the drinks with one hand. "Hey" you say as you turned him around to face you. "Girlfriend?" You asked again. He looked at you with piercing eyes, grabbed your cheek with his good hand, rough, but not too hard and said "I said I don't want to talk. I want to fuck you." You knew he needed to let off some steam, and you were willing to help him do just that. Without speaking, you backed away from him and started stripping down. "That's my girl" he praised you. He gave up on making the drinks and instead just grabbed the bottle of vodka. He took a swig and proceeded to hand you the bottle. You took a drink as well and watched as Jake unclothed. He was so perfect. Even in this moment of anger and frustration, he looked godly. He clenched his jaw and reached his hand out, clearly asking for the vodka. You gave it back to him. He walked up to you, your naked bodies centimeters from each other. He pushed down on your shoulders, implying that he wanted you on your knees and you complied. He tilted his head back pouring a sizable amount of vodka into his mouth, he then reached for you with his good hand, squeezing your cheeks hard enough to force your lips open. He leaned over and spit the vodka from his mouth into yours. It stung. "Swallow" he said. And you did. You stared at him with doe eyes waiting for his next instruction. He tilted his head slightly to the right, reached for your hand and helped you up. "Will you lay down for me?" He asked earnestly. You nodded and walked over to the bed, laying yourself flat on your back. He stared at you for a moment before making his way over to the bed. He grabbed your face in his hands "I love you" he said. "I know, Jake." you replied. He scooted himself back down the bed, got down onto his knees, and pushed your legs apart. You scooted yourself closer to him. He hummed a sound of approval at you. He grabbed your thighs, one in each hand, and then pushed his face into your heat. You were not expecting that. His tongue began working up and down, from entrance to clit. You grabbed the back of his head and tangled your fingers in his hair, letting out loud moans. Your moaning was only encouraging him, and he began gently sucking on your clit. He gave you no chance to catch your breath as he shoved two fingers inside of you. You instinctually bucked your hips up and you could feel his lips curl into a smile. He knew what he was doing to you. He kept going, determined to make you finish on his face. You felt your legs weaken, and you knew you were close. He could tell you were too by the way you were tightening around his fingers. "Come on baby" he said in a low, gravely voice. Ugh that voice alone could get you there. You yearned to give him what he wanted. You closed your eyes and swung your head back, trying to get yourself to euphoria. He suddenly stopped pumping his fingers, causing an ache to grow in your belly. Your eyes shot open, and you looked down at him. "Keep your eyes on me." he commanded. You nodded in agreement and stared into his eyes as he pushed his fingers back into you.
You had never felt anything like this. Jake was good with his tongue but those fingers.. they were nimble and he used them expertly. He's probably had some serious practice, you thought. You immediately tried to erase that thought from your mind. He gave you a smug look as he pulled his fingers out and pushed his tongue inside of you, lapping away. You couldn't stand it any longer. He looked so good in between your legs. You rolled your eyes back in your head as you came on his tongue. He slowed his pace, but made sure to keep licking you, letting you ride out your orgasm on his face. He sat up, and smacked his hand on your clit, "good girl". He got up onto the bed, on his knees, pushing you back slightly. "Roll over for me." he said. You immediately rolled over, still catching your breath. He grabbed your ass cheeks and squeezed, hard. You lifted your hips for him, and he took advantage of that, shoving into you. He put his hand on the back of your head and shoved you into the pillow. You could barely breathe and your body was on fire. With each thrust you could feel yourself getting wetter. "Turn" Jake demanded. And you turned back over yet again. Jake began slamming into you as hard as he could, grunting and moaning. You looked up at him in complete astonishment, how could someone be so sexy? You wanted to cum for him again. To show him how much you really were his. He looked down at you, eyes almost black, and shoved two fingers in your mouth. You gagged and he leered at that. You ran your tongue over his fingers letting him know you liked it. "Such a good girl." He said. Jake popped his fingers out from your mouth and placed his hand around your neck. Squeezing the sides. He then leaned down and put the side of his face agains yours. "Cum again for me." he said into your ear as he choked you. A small whimper escaped your throat and his thrusts became careless as he chased his high. Watching him go basically feral on you made you crazy. He couldn't think straight, he was so enveloped in the sensations you gave him. You could feel his sweat dripping onto your collar bone as he fucked you with his face still pressed against yours. You came again, this time even harder. Losing your mind, you dug your nails into his back deeper than you meant to. "So obedient" he smirked at you. He shoved into you one last time as he came. You felt him fill you up and for some reason you were immediately overcome with a deep love for this man. You wrapped your arms around him and turned your head to kiss his cheek as he came down from his high. You held each other for a few minutes before both of you got up to clean off. It had been silent up until this point. "So, Jake... what happened earlier?" You asked breaking the silence. Jake looked at you and you could tell he was instantly upset again. "We got 4 new shows added to our tour." He said blankly. "That's wonderful baby!" You tried to cheer him up, confused why this was somehow bad news. "It is, it definitely is. But I had really hoped to be done by August. I made plans for a vacation..." he looked down at the ground "for your birthday. Two weeks, just you and I, alone. I already bought the tickets" You felt your heart sink. He was sad because he couldn't celebrate your birthday. You didn't even think that he knew when your birthday was. You walked over to him, placing both hands gently on his chest and looking up into his eyes "As long as I'm with you I don't care where we are, or what we are doing. I love you Jacob Thomas Kiszka, and nothing can change that." You saw tears start to form in his eyes, he bent down and pressed his lips against yours, holding you tight against his body. He pulled his head back to get a better view of your face, and with the most sincerity you've ever heard from him he said "I'm sorry baby, I promise I'll make it up to you."