My Patient...Or Maybe More Than That (Joey Jordison x Reader)

6. Practice Makes Perfect

Joey's POV

I handed Y/N a pair of my jeans and a pair of my Vans signaling her to put them on. As she put them on I brushed her almost dry hair to get her to look presentable as possible. Even though, she could be in ripped clothing, smudged makeup and she would still look hot. My bulge had slightly gone down, enough for me to cover it up. Once she was done, I opened the door and we were off to the front lobby.

I saw all the guys standing in the front lobby waiting for me because I was the dumb fuck too wrapped into pussy to remember practice. Some look confused as to why Y/N was with me. Others expected it.

"Is she coming to practice with us?" Mick asked.

"Yes, I didn't want to leave her in the room" I answered knowing I wasn't telling the full truth. We started getting into the car remembering how there wasn't enough seats for her.

"There isn't enough seats for all of us Y/N" I whispered, "You gotta sit on my lap." A smirk started to appear on her face. Great now she's gonna fuck with me in the car. We got in her finding her comfortable seat on my lap. She took advantage of the bumpiness of the road shifting back and forth whenever they happened. Each time restlessly pushing up against my dick. I kept it under control though, thinking about gore movies I've watched in the past. I knew how to keep an erection from happening.

We finally got to the venue where we played at last night since all of our instruments were there. We all got settled Y/N finding a chair and placing it right behind me. I guess she wanted an immersive experience.

"Paul do you have any more ear plugs for Y/N?" Joey asked knowing the sound would be too much for her.

"Yeah" Paul answered as he walked over to Y/N giving her the ear plugs. She put them in and it was off to the races. We started with 'Eyeless' Corey giving a count for when to start. I started drumming knowing this song like the back of my hand. I wondered how Y/N looked while I was playing. Hopefully she was impressed. We're almost to the chorus when I feel nails go up and down my back. God damnit Y/N. I keep my best to ignore her and keep playing. Then, she turns her head to start kissing my neck.

I can't deny it felt fucking great but she was messing up my rhythm. The song finishes and Y/N quickly goes back to her seat, trying not to be caught by the others. We give our feedback and move on to the next song 'Wait and Bleed'. Y/N does the same thing again, playing with my back and now my hair. I mess up during one of the verses making the other guys stop playing. I had enough with Y/N's little games.

"Can you guys leave Y/N and I alone for 2 minutes?" I asked. All obliged but with an annoyed undertone as I was interrupting the practice. They all shuffled out leaving just the two of us.

"Y/N I appreciate you trying to be supportive but you can't mess with me when I'm playing" I said, frustrations brewing inside me, "It messes up my groove."

She got up out of her seat and decided she wanted to straddle me. Slowly kissing my neck down to my collarbone.

"Play the song" she demanded, "Let's see how much of a distraction I am." I mean, I've never played the drums while someone was on top of me. How hard could it be? I started the 8 count in my head starting the drums on the correct count. I was doing pretty good until she started sucking on my neck leaving marks on me. I missed a drum kick which messed the entire thing up. I slowly backed my head to try and get out of her games. She started to giggle.

"I think I left a mark" she chuckled.

"Oh my god Y/N" I angrily spoke, "Get off of me, I know what you want but this isn't the time." She got off of me seeming sad but I couldn't exactly care at the moment. I wasn't going to let anyone stop me from playing the drums and playing them damn good.

"Alright let's get back to practice guys" I shouted. They all came back going back to their respective spots. Corey followed with the 8 count and I went back to using the sticks. Didn't feel Y/N play with my hair or back once. After the song ended I looked back to see a pretty pissed off Y/N. Maybe I should've said something but I was focused on my drumming. Practice ended an hour later feeling good about the next show.

We walked out of the venue and back into the car. I expected Y/N to fuck with me in the car again but she sat as still as she could on my lap. The tension in the air was thick even the other guys picked up on it. We finally made it back to the hotel where Y/N stormed back to my room not saying a word to me or the other members. What the fuck was her problem? I headed to my room to see Y/N standing waiting for me to unlock it. I unlocked it then her instantly pulling me inside and slamming me against the door.

"God, all I need is you and you ignore me?" She inquired.

"I had to practice we have a show tomorrow and you were messing me up" I replied trying to be apologetic, "I'm-." Before I could finish my sentence she grabbed my face making our lips intertwine with each other. This wasn't gentle like the previous times. It was so sloppy and aggressive. I couldn't say I didn't like it. She parted our lips grabbing the end of my shirt and pulling it upwards, taking my shirt off.

She started to kiss and bite at my neck making me slightly moan. She moved down further to my chest making a trail of kisses from my chest to my stomach. At this point she was on her knees. I knew what was coming and it made the anticipation ten times worse.

"You're so skinny Joey" She blurted in a somewhat concerned tone.

"I've always been a twig" I responded, "No need to worry." This assured her enough that she started taking off my belt, thus making my pants fall. All that was left were my boxers. She started feeling my member through the boxers. Each slight touch making me groan.

"What do you want me to do baby?" She asked.

"You know what I want Y/N" I whined.

"I need words Joey" She demanded.