just another roadie {s.t}

13

so sorry about last chapter im still cringing over it

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I woke up within Serj's arms, this time awakened by the sun shining through the open window instead of Daron's incessant knocking. One of Serj's arms was wrapped firmly around my waist with the other one underneath the pillow my head was resting on. The hair on his head was tickling the back of my neck while his facial hair scratched the nape of my back.

This position felt so natural and if I could I would stay like this forever. I wriggled my way closer to his body, his unconscious form providing heat to my still practically nude body like a radiator.

Honestly, this was the last thing I was expecting from this whole endeavor. I had helped a lot of bands and artists make their way from coast to coast to across the ocean. However, I have yet to experience anything like this before. It's one thing to start to like one of the band members after hardly a week, it's another thing to have them share these feelings. It all just felt so right to me and I could only hope that he feels the same.

I thought about the night I just had with him. The feeling of his skin against mine was burned into my memory like a brand. His hands traveled around my body with so much precision, it hardly felt like the first time. However, the nerves and excitement highlighted the fact that it was out first time together.

He felt so good that I could almost still feel him all over my body. Though I did feel a bit embarrassed being so inexperienced with him, he made my insecurity go away for a moment. He made me feel safe. Safe enough to let him do what he did so early on in knowing each other. He sent jolts of electricity throughout my entire body and I loved every moment of it.

Suddenly I felt his body shift and his arms hug my body closer to him. I could tell that he was beginning to wake up. He took a deep breath in through in nose, exhaling through his mouth. I then felt him gently place his lips on the top of my head, causing me to place one on the knuckle of his hand.

"Good morning," he mumbled in a groggy voice.

"Good morning," I repeated back to him as I moved to reposition myself so that I could look at his stunning features.

"How did you sleep?" He asked, moving a bit of hair out of my face so that he could get a better view.

"Better than I have in a while," I answered truthfully. I meant my words, I slept like a baby in his arms. His warmth cradled me to sleep all through the night. "How about yourself? How did you sleep?" I asked back to him, placing a hand on his exposed chest.

"I don't think I've ever slept better," he replied. His words were flattering, feeling pride in the ability to help him get the proper slumber he deserves.

"I'm glad," I said simply with an uncontrollable smile on my face. I couldn't help but stare and admire his face and it seemed like he was doing the same to me.

We gazed at each other with sleep evident in our eyes. He made my heart melt with the curl of his thin lips. He looked at me as if he was once blind and I was the first thing he saw.

I couldn't even tell who started it but before I knew it, our lips were one with each other. It was a gentle kiss, one that felt like the first ray of sun shining its first rays upon a hill, drying the dew from the grass that had accumulated during the twilight.

Our skin creating a warm friction on the others body with no barriers between. His large hand caressed my face ever so gently. He touched my body like it was fragile glass, bound to shatter into a million pieces at the slightest touch.