Band Oneshots

Damn reciprocity (Randy x Ozzy)

Music was heard all over the house, their late night party you by strong, loud music, drugs an sex. The girls were spinning around them, drinking alcohol an smoking cigarettes or something better, offering to retire somewhere on the second floor or in the bathroom.

They sang a few songs from their new album, all danced an talked about many nonsensical things. Randy, however, didn't care. Beauties clung to him, trying to pull him along, but he only smiled awkwardly at them and said something like "Later, girls", while he was trying to find someone from his group.

There just happened something that he would rather forget.

It all started when Ozzy told Randy that he has a girlfriend. Since then, seeing Ozzy an this really cute but absolutely fuckn wild girl, Ozzy felt his insides empty out of jealousy.

No, to Sharon, that was the name of this girl, he didn't feel anything. It seemed obvious to Ozzy that Randy had feelings for him. But Ozzy had her, someone up coming in the management side of the music industry an adored person.

The two stars came together, how sweet. Randy was just sick of it. This went on for five months. For five long months, Ozzy made an angel out of her, a muse for inspiration an for songs. Ozzy's big heart was literally charged with energy, he gave this girl everything, all for it to all collapsed overnight.

Randy remembered being asked to play something, an how after playing the guitar for a while in this house at a party, he went to the bathroom, when suddenly someone's hands grabbed him, pulling him over. Randy immediately knew that these were female hands, an knowing that Ozzy was with his girlfriend, he wasn't averse to distraction, having fun with this demoness. He was dragged into the room, pressed against the door, closing it, but when he saw who was in front of him, Randy froze.

Sharon joined his lips, biting and trying to open his lips in hopes of deepening the kiss, but he kept his lips closed, instantly pulling off the slightly older woman, who was clearly way too drunk, possibly high to.

"Sharon?" Randy called out to her in a dumbfounded voice, "What are you doing?"

" Oh come on", the sweet voice of the woman beckoned, she slowly approached him, but he didn't give in, " Come on Randy, Ozz won't see, he's down there, an I'd rather have your company."

"You'll break his heart, Sharon." Randy said warningly, his hand was reaching out to grab at the doorhandle. "I'm sure this is not what you want, especially after everything his done for you."

Randy tried however Sharon didn't give up, not letting the guitarist leave the room, pushing him towards the bed. Randy just couldn't hit her, it would be wring an he didn't want Ozzy to think he lade hands on her. Especially if this is your best friend's girlfriend, for whom you have feelings that he doesn't know about. Sharon straddled his hips, spreading her arms to the sides of his head, leaning towards him.

"Give it to me, Randy, please." she smelled of whiskey an sweet perfume. " We can forget about Ozzy, fuck him.

Randy wanted to turn the girl over an leave her lying on the bed, going back to the guys an finding Ozzy, telling him everything that could just happen. But, unfortunately, Ozzy got ahead of him.

The door creaked open an there stood Ozzy stood frozen in the doorway with horror an a look of disappointment, looking first at Sharon then at Randy. His deep blue eyes glazed over. His beautiful heart was broken.

Randy knew he was in complete trouble. Shit.

" Oh, Ozzy love!" Sharon giggled, looking back to Randy, " Me an Randy here wanted to have some fun. Do you want to join us?"