Rock Band Oneshots

🌶️Liar [Dean x Tommy | Britny Fox] -Part 1

Please note, that this is about the stage persona and not the private person behind it.

Nothing of this happened in real life, I'm not even sure if Tommy and Dean ever met xD

CW/TW:
• light SA [forced kisses, bj's, etc]
• lots of cussing
• hate sex
• mild degradation
• biting
• no protection, no safewords

Always remember: Communication is key and only consent is sexy. Stay safe🫶🏻

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Sooooo, first chapter, huh? Kinda nervous, ngl😂
I'm sooo obsessed with Britny Fox rn, especially the album "Bite down hard" (first Album with Tommy Paris), but Dean's voice initially introduced me to the band, so I can't pick a favorite. That's why I wrote a FF of them together.
This is just part 1, part 2 will follow soon.
Lmk what you think, enjoyyyyyy🩵
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(Lenght: 3500 words)

November 1990, some hotel room in Philadelphia
"...After a disastrous fight with his bandmate Michael Kelly Smith, 'Dizzy' Dean Davidson, the lead singer of famous Glam Metal Band Britny Fox is replaced by a new glittering star on the Hair-Metal-Sky: Tommy Paris..."
Explosive laughter roared from around the TV, Michael's loud voice pierced Tommy's ears even through his headphones "You heard that, Tom? You're on national TV."
Tommy sighted heavy "I heard. You sure we don't need to worry about Dean?"
Billy, comfortably sitting on the floor to Michael's feet, shrugged "What's he supposed to do about it? He left, we found a substitute. That's how showbiz works."
Tommy's stomach twisted in worry. As far as he heard Dean Davidson wasn't one to let go so easily. His old bandmates finding a replacement for him so fast was not a compliment for sure.
Johnny stood up and clapped his shoulder "Don't get your panties twisted. Just kill that concert tomorrow and the fans will forget that you're new."

November 1990, a bar in Philadelphia
"Gooooood evening Philadelphiaaaaaaaaaa" Michael's shout let the people in the crowd cheer like crazy. "Aaaare you reeeeaaaady to greet the newest member in the Britny-Family?" The crowd cheered again after Michael shouted the question into his microphone, his guitar hanging loosely from his shoulder.
He came over, wrapped his arm around Tommy's shoulders and shouted again into the microphone "This is my man Tommy. Be nice to him, we like him just fine." He laughed and winked at the people that made so much noise just for him.
Michael wrinkled his nose, gave Tommy a headbutt and screamed "HIT IT, GUYS!"

After this wild introduction to the crowd Tommy lost himself in the music of his new band. He had to say, that the songs they wrote together were exceptional. He wanted to do everything to stay part of that group, even if it included being nice to that rat Dean Davidson.

After he came down from the high of the concert, Tommy found himself at the aftershow party.
A bit disoriented he searched for the signs pointing to the bathroom.
Stumbling into the general direction of their dressing room from earlier he saw someone standing offside in the twilight.
"Oi, you know the bathroom?" Tommy slurred.
The guy in the shadows took a step toward him, a mean smile curling his full lips. His voice was so low Tommy had to strain his ears to understand what he was saying "Well, well, well, if this isn't the new guy. How did you like your five minutes of fame on stage tonight?"
"Ah shit, Dean?" Suddenly sober again Tommy recognized 'Dizzy' Dean Davidson from the posters on the wall of the rehearsal room.
The mean smile on Dean's lips turned into a teeth baring grin "That's right, asshole!"
Shaking his head Tommy asked "What are you doing here?"
Dean didn't answer his question, he just stepped even closer to grip Tommy's chin with his long slender fingers. Tommy turned his head to avoid the crushing grip and tried to take a step back, only to realize that Dean followed him.
"Stop getting in my personal space!" Tommy snapped irritated.
A light hiss escaped Dean's mouth, his eyes glowing demonically in the dim light of the room. Pressing his forehead against Tommy's he asked "What you gonna do about it, huh?"
Even more irritated than before Tommy snapped back "What's your problem, you freak?"
Another wild smile distorted Dean's pretty face as he hissed "Don't steal my band, you fuckin' asshole!"
That's when Tommy started to bark out a loud and angry laugh "Steal your band? What are you talking about? You left, you stupid prick!"
The three sentences wiped the smile right out of Dean's face, leaving nothing but rage "I did not!"
Totally dumbfounded by this situation Tommy couldn't help himself as he smiled sarcastically "Riiiiiight... Now get outta my way, asshole! I need to pee."