Rock Band Oneshots

🌶️Dress up darling [Tom x Eric | Cinderella]

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

CW/TW:
• dirty talk
• explicit scenes

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

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Well technically it's the first of November already, but happy Halloween, people👻🤍

Enjoyy and lmk what you think🫶🏻
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(Length: 1400 words)

Tom PoV
A Halloween Party... Tom still hadn't decided if it was a brilliant or a stupid idea. It was probably both.
Brilliant because he could dress up to impress his boyfriend Eric and stupid because he would rather spend the time rolling around in the sheets with said boyfriend.
An annoyed huff left his lips as he looked at the tight black gown he would be wearing tonight. He couldn't wait for Eric to take it off after the party. But first he had to squeeze into it.
As the zipper was finally closed he breathed a sigh of relief. Fred, who stood behind him and had helped him with the dress raised an eyebrow at him. "You sure you don't want to wear underwear with this thing?"

Tom started to giggle. "Yep, I need Eric to..."
The drummer slapped his hand over Tom's mouth. "Nevermind! I don't need to know." With a wiggle of his eyebrows he earned himself a groan from his best friend along with a whispered "Why did I even ask..."
He brushed an invisible grain of dust off of his dress before turning in front of the mirror.
Fred nodded along. "You look fabulous in this shit, dude."
A bright smile stretched on his face. "Thanks man. I really hope Eric likes it too, but I bet he would rather see me without..." Again it was Fred's hand slapped over his mouth. "Yep, don't need to hear that either. Let's get you into your pumpkin-carriage and to the ball, princess."
Tom pouted. "That's Cinderella. I'm Morticia."
With his hand on his back Fred pushed him through the doors and hallways, the good-natured eyeroll clearly visible in his voice. "Whatever you say, princess."

The so called 'ballroom' was usually not used for parties like that. Parties where grinding on the dancefloor was allowed and encouraged, parties where everyone could make out with whoever they liked. The parties they usually held here were stiff events with a white tie dresscode and everyone basically screaming 'old money' or 'I have a stick up my ass'. Sometimes both.
Today was Halloween though and everything was different.
Exhibit A: Lots of guests were already leaving as Tom and Fred arrived. They clung to each other like they were drowning. As if they needed the touch of their chosen partner for the night like the air they breathed.

Upon entering the room Tom instantly looked for his pre-chosen partner for the night. Seeing him standing at the bar in a lacey black corset, fishnets and a jockstrap made him gasp. As he made his way over he had plenty of time to drink in the sight of Eric's bare skin and Jesus H. Christ, he showed a lot of it tonight.
By wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist he made his presence known. "Hello there Dr. Frank n Furter, you look smoking hot tonight."
Eric fully turned around to him, his eyes widened at the sight of him. To Tom this was the greatest compliment he could get, beside the whispered "Wow!" that left Eric's lips.
"You like what you see?"
"Very much. You look absolutely stunning." The way Eric's fingertips curiously brushed over his hips and lower abdomen made him shiver with delight.

His boyfriend pulled him even closer, whispering against his lips. "I see you shiver with antici..."
Tom knew this scene. Dr. Frank n Furter already standing in his elevator, looking at Janet, waiting for a response.
"...pation." He whispered back, closing the distance between them and engorging himself in the kiss.
A sinful moan slipped out of Tom's mouth before he could catch himself. His boyfriend didn't seem to mind, the opposite actually. A sly grin pulled on his lips as he whispered in Tom's ear.
"Just listen to the sounds you're making. It makes me want to devour you right here in front of all this people."
This time Tom gasped sharply, but his boyfriend wasn't done talking.
"At the end of this night I want you to be so fucking hard for me that you have to walk behind me to hide your errection, I want to see you leaking on this gorgeous black fabric, begging me to take it off of you..."
He softly trailed his hand on the seam of the dress down to his hips, making Tom shiver with excitement. As Eric palmed his dick through the fabric, Tom couldn't help but moan again. Even though he tried to keep the volume down, it was loud in his own ears.

"Fuck this party, it was a stupid idea anyway. Eric, if you won't leave with me right now and fuck me so thoroughly that I can't remember my own name, I will go alone and finger fuck me into oblivion by myself!"
The ravishing grin that bloomed on Eric's face took his breath away every time. "As you wish, Lady Morticia."
Then they stormed out, clinging to each other like the couples Tom had seen upon his arrival, always in a desperate rush to reach their room.
Inside Eric pressed him against the door, frantically kissing and searching for the zipper of his dress.
"Eric, hurry up." Tom panted, the need in his voice loud and clear.

As he heard that Eric grinned and took his sweet time exploring every inch of his dress as he was looking for a way to get rid of it.
When it finally fell, Tom's aching dick sprang free. "God, you never fail to amaze me." Eric murmured as he drank in the sight of his naked boyfriend.
With a cocky wink Tom strode over to the bed. "Oh yeah? Want to see something even more amazing?"
Without waiting for his response he laid down on the mattress, spreading his thighs and started working his cock.
A sharp inhale from Eric told him that his little demonstration was working. More moans and filthy whimpers filled the air as he used his own pre-cum as lube to scissor himself open.

Biting his lower lip he risked another look over to his boyfriend who finally got rid of his own clothes and fucked his fist as he watched Tom fingering himself.
"Eric!", Tom whined, "I need your cock in me right now. Please, fill me up."
As if Eric had only been waiting for this invitation, he practically ran over, pushing his fingers aside only to replace it with his dick.
They both were dancing dangerously close to the edge as Eric bottomed out. Tom pulled him down to kiss him, connecting their bodies from head to toe. "I won't last long, baby." He told his boyfriend, feeling the heat simmering between them.
Eric laughed slightly. "Me neither. If I wanted I could probably come right on the spot. But I won't..."
That was when he started to thrust in a slow pace, staying buried deep inside him and hitting all of Tom's sweet spots at once.

The singer tried to muffle his loud moans by pressing a hand over his mouth, but Eric removed it and pinned his wrists above his head. "No, I want to hear you. Give me every single one of those sweet sounds."
Then he wrapped his other hand around Tom's dick, stroking it in the rhythm of his thrusts and kissing him again. With his balls drawn tight Tom felt his orgasm racing closer, he struggled in Eric's grip, trying to cling to everything he could find.
Only that Eric wouldn't let him. Instead he sucked hickeys to the soft skin of the singer's neck, whispering sultry against his skin. "Come for me, baby."
And Tom let go, the white hot pleasure washing over him as hot spurts of seed spilled over the bassist's hand that worked him trough his toe curling release.

Still delirious, Tom freed one of his hands, swiped two fingers through the cum on his stomach and pushed them into Erics mouth, giving him something to suck on until he tensed and spilled his seed deep in Tom's ass.
He then collapsed beside his lover, pulling him close again.
Tom kissed his sweat clammy forehead, his nose and then his lips. "By night you truly are one hell of a lover. I love you."
Inbetween his gasps for air Eric chuckled. "Did you just make another RHPS reference? Because in that case I love you even more and I never thought that was possible."