Finale {Corey Taylor fanfic}

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Hot water barely calmed Charlie down. She did satisfied herself but there was something clearly missing. Her wildest fantasies weren't enough, she needed more. She needed Corey badly.

And Corey needed her badly too. All he could thought was her hands running on his body taking charge. Oh boy he would be her fucking puppet if she wanted. Unfortunately it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. If everyone kept irrupting at the wrong time, this would be a huge problem.

His shower eased him down but he perfectly knew it wouldn't last. As soon Charlie would get in sight he would get hard again. And while it didn't bothered him the least, his frustration would only grow louder.

When he finally joined his mates, no one were dumb, they all knew what took Corey so long to arrive. But none of them commented the situation, they were playing it nice for once.

"So what the fuck you wanted?" Corey asked a little bit pissed off. Much to Craig amusement who smiled. "Sorry to bother, you were very busy" Craig said, and he got a head slap from Corey and gave him his middle finger. "You little prick."

"We're really sorry and such, but serious question how do you wanna proceed with Charlie?" asked Shawn cautiously.

"She's single, I am single, so why not?" Corey growled, but he got it wrong and Shawn shook his head. "You idiot, I was talking about work. Stop thinking with your dick for once, please?" said Shawn rolling his eyes. Corey chuckled and shrugged. "She will listen the songs, and then we'll pick which one we are doing the music video first, and then throw our ideas together?" Corey pouted. Simple. As. Fuck.

The answer satisfied the guys and after eating, they all minded their business.

Corey went back to his room, yet, when he was alone again, he couldn't help but think of Charlie. Once more. The way her body moved was everything he could desire. Once more he was turned on, just thinking about her. Arousal was rising high again. If only he knew she felt the same.

As he laid down he could remember the first time he met Charlie. It was a while ago when he was supposed to work with Machine Gun Kelly on a song. Corey did tried his best to make something out of it, but nothing good came.

At first he'd never heard of her, he met her alongside MGK, and even if was married back then, Corey already found her attractive. He was a little too comfortable with Charlie, and it clearly pissed off MGK. When Corey asked Charlie to work on something with him, it fueled MGK's anger reagarding Corey and both called it off everything. At that time Charlie stood by her fiance.

She did liked Corey at first. She wasn't indifferent to him, he was clearly the type she could've fallen for. But his attitude on the situation pissed Charlie off to no end. And their feud went on for a couple of years.

Corey knew for sure he would meet her again, and he became a silent fan, even if he publically criticized her fiance.

Now, he was here staring at the ceiling he wondered what she was doing, if she was thinking about him. As much he thought about her. Maybe it'd be too cocky of him but Corey was sure she was turned off to the point she had touch herself to end that surge of desire.

As much as he did. And now he was getting hard again. Fuck. She had awakened something he didn't felt in a long time. And endless thirst for a woman who was driving him crazy.

Finding sleep was going to get tough.

Charlie was getting the same problem and she was turning hopelessly in her bed, trying to fall asleep. Tomorrow would be a long fucking day.

The following day was dreadful, the only thing that could keep Charlie awake was coffee. And when she arrived in the studios, she was already glued to her cup. She was greeted by the guys who arrived a little earlier, and to her surprise, Corey looked like he got barely sleep at all.