In which the illegitimate granddaughter of Beatle Paul McCartney finds herself in Liverpool in the early 1960s, falling hopelessly in love with John Lennon.
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13th November, 1960
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Ruby waited by the girls' bathroom, watching as the boys finished their second set of the night. She watched as John glanced around the club looking for her, and then she watched the smile spread across his face as he found her.
When John reached her, he went for her hand immediately. "How were we?" He asked her.
"Really good, John." Ruby replied honestly.
"And how was I?"
Ruby, daringly, went onto her tiptoes and then whispered into his ear, "incredibly sexy."
John hummed in delight. "Really?" She nodded, "how sexy?"
The two of them were close together and the club was dark. Ruby quickly gauged that nobody would see what they were doing. She reached out and took John's length into her hand through his trousers. It was an awkward grip because of the extra material between their skin, but John held his breath as he wanted for her next move.
"Fuck me against the back wall and find out." No girl he had ever been with had said something so direct as that. He loved it. Maybe they did things differently in the twenty-first century?
Ruby and John were not strangers to that alley wall.
John shook his head, though. He wanted her desperately, but they would not have a repeat of the last time they had been there.
"I have a better idea." John took her by the hand - the one that she had been using to hold him - and pulled her across the club and into the band's back room. Nobody was in there, and John knew that there was a toilet in there that they could use.
Once inside, John looked the door behind them and pushed Ruby up against the wall. She giggled as soon as he started pushing her skirt up her legs.
"You'll have to be quiet, Rube, or someone will hear us and we don't want that, do we...?" Ruby tried to stifle her giggles, shaking her head quickly. John nodded. "Good girl."
One calloused thumb rubbed at Ruby's clitoris through her underwear. With his other hand, John reached round and grabbed his girl's cheeks, squeezing as much as he could fit into one palm and causing her to moan.
"God, John!" She moaned as he moved his thumb away for a second and snapped his hips against her core.
"Quiet!" John hissed.
"Johnny, please..." Ruby begged, her hands going to his hair as she smashed their lips together. Breathily, she whimpered into his mouth, "John, I need you!"
John loved hearing her beg for him.
"Spread your legs, baby..." Ruby did as she had been told, and John slipped her underwear down just enough to allow him access. He took his solid cock from his drainpipe jeans and lined himself up at her hot, tight cunt. Their hearts were pounding as they paused their snogging, waiting for the wonderful moment where they would be joined as deeply as two people could be once more. "You're fucking soaking, Rube, God I must have been good up there!"
Blushing, Ruby snorted and tried to bring her hips up so that John would slide into her, but failed.
"John!"
The two of them froze, their heads both going to look at the door beside them.
Someone was outside of it, and it was Paul.
Her grandfather had almost heard them having sex.
John looked back at Ruby, who was still focused on the door. "Not a word..." he whispered to her.
"John, are you in there!?" Paul pounded on the door.
She nodded in agreement and then John replied to Paul.
"A'right, mate? I'm in the middle of something right now! -" he put a hand to Ruby's mouth and then fucked into her, filling her forcefully and entirely with one harsh thrust. Ruby gasped, her eyes widening and her toes curling as John moved. She tightened her arms around his neck and waited for what was going to come next because she knew that John wouldn't stop at just being inside of her. No, John was going to fuck her with Paul outside the door.
The thought, which might once have disgusted her, now filled her with a delicious delight.
Not because Paul was listening, but because it felt so dirty.
John's brown eyes met hers and he mouthed, "you ready?"
She nodded quickly.
God yes, she was ready.
"Well it can only be a piss, John, why don't you just come the fuck out?" Paul rapped sharply on the door some more.
John fucked Ruby quickly. She let her head fall against his shoulder, biting into his shoulder to silence her cries. Her eyes were tearing up and her heart was thudding against her rib cage. She wanted so badly to cry out her lover's name, but she didn't want Paul to hear them.
"Feeling a bit shit tonight, Paul, would you give me my peace!?" John grunted quietly as he kept up an incredible pace. Ruby moaned quietly and John, for a second, thought that Paul might have heard them.
They weren't being entirely silent, after all, and the sound of their skin colliding would have been a dead giveaway to anybody - especially Paul, who had so many times been in compromising situations.
"John, Koschmider's looking for you -"
"Fuck him! Ah fuck!" John exploded inside of his girl and couldn't hold himself back.
"John, are you...?" Paul trailed off, "oh God!" The only sound was his retreating footsteps as John and Ruby were left alone.
The two laughed, but Ruby desperately wanted her orgasm.
As John pulled out of her, she slipped her fingers down to her clitoris and rubbed quickly, moaning out and exploding.
John watched her, completely stunned at her beauty and her confidence at letting him see her in what might be her most intimate moments.
"Rube?"
Ruby opened her eyes, her vision not totally adjusted to her post-orgasm haze. She hummed in reply.
"I love you."
His bluntness was unexpected, and shocked her into a silence... but the worried look on John's face quickly shocked her back into speaking.
