V & V - Rageous Rageon Rise

One More Time, Alejandro

Veneer POV:

I grip the back of Ritz's hoodie as he kisses me. He pulls away and bites at my neck as I hold him close, both of us breathing quickly. I try to keep my breathing quiet, yet struggle as he nips at me. He feels my waist and hips over as he gently presses me against the wall, getting more handsy the longer he has me.

I have no idea what's gotten into him... but I'm not complaining. He surprises me again as he picks me up, his hold strong and secure as he moves.

I get a glimpse in the mirror of him carrying me to the couch at the other end of the dressing room, then can no longer see myself as he lays me down. I kiss him passionately as he straddles me over the couch, my heart racing quickly.

My glittering bodysuit is skin tight, and I can feel the coldness of his fingers through the thin fabric as he feels me up and down my ribs.

I make a small noise as he leans his hips down over me. I don't know if we'd ever consider getting this close in the back of a dressing room after a show... but it feels too good to stop.

We continue to make out, yet stop as I hear my name called down the hall.

Kid Ritz: "Fuck..."

He curses against my lips as he continues to kiss me.

Ven: "Should we... mmm... keep quiet?"

Ritz gives me his answer as he moves to my jaw. He kisses behind my ear, and the soft nips he gives drive me crazy.

Voice: "Veneer?"

I groan as Kid Ritz bites a little harder. Our door is knocked on, Kid Ritz sighing as he pulls away. He kisses me before getting off of me and going to the door as I sit up. He opens the door, shocked as we see it's the Head Manager.

Head Manager: "Is Veneer in here?"

Kid Ritz: "Yup! We were, uh..."

Head Manager: "I don't care what you were doing; I just needed to catch you all before I head out. We have these new songs for you two to do tomorrow night. I know you guys can do it; the audience ate up every little bit of your chemistry on stage. Ritz, you'll be dancing and singing full out. Anyways, good job tonight! See you back here tomorrow!"

With that, he walks down the hall whistling as chipper as can be. Ritz closes the door and leans against it, his teeth chattering as he takes a shaky breath and adjusts his beanie.

I watch as he breathes quickly. He's feeling what I am, and it's not just from what we were quickly beginning to engage in. No, it's that rush; that feeling like you can't slow down, like you can't catch a breath because you're so excited. You can't stop the feeling... it consumes you.

Ven: "Ritz... let's go home. You can have me all you want there."

He opens his eyes, his lids hooded as he nods. We leave the dressing room and Ritz helps me out of my bodysuit before hanging it up for the costume team after I change.

Once I'm ready, we gather Jewels and Floyd before hurrying out of the club. We sneak out back and are able to leave the club without any camera stars or fans catching us.

Ritz and I are shaking the whole ride home. By the time I'm upstairs, showered, and in my pajamas, we're both still incredibly wired. Floyd has chosen to sleep downstairs, and I am sleeping in Ritz's bed tonight.

Fueled on our troll high, we go after each other each other. It's intense, with every kiss and nip feeding the energy we're overwhelmed with, I feel myself clawing for him, and him to me.