One shots

David Bowie 8

http://youtu.be/uRIZtD9ylpU (Watch this when u see *)(also if u don't wanna read a scene just skip that section marked by *)

I watched as David Bowie took off his shirt and continued on with the concert. Shaking my head, I laughed at the girls screaming my boyfriend's name. His gaze met mine and I saw the laughter in his eyes. He was as amused by them as I was. He winked at me and smiled as I blushed a deep red. Before long the concert was over and David was wishing everyone a good night.

"Good night everyone and happy Valentine's Day." He said and threw one last smile in my direction before walking off the stage. I quickly hurried backstage to find David leaning against the wall next to his dressing room. He smiled and motioned with his finger for me. I walked over to him and into his arms gladly. His smile grew as I smiled up at him. He leaned down to my height and pressed his lips to mine in a sweet kiss. I played with the hair at the back of his neck while his hands gripped my shirt at my waist. He carefully maneuvered us into his dressing room and closed the door. We broke away so he could lock the door and then he turned back to me. "Happy Valentine's Day (y/n)." this time the words were directed at me. I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around his neck as he neared me again.

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too David." I whispered before pressing my lips to his again.

The kiss soon turned into a make out session and David was trying to get us to the couch without breaking anything. I giggled and held onto his as he laid me down and went to work on getting my shirt off. I worked on his pants as my shirt was flung somewhere in the room. His eyes met mine and we both smiled at each other. His fingers fumbled with my pants as I finally got his down. David stepped out of them and pulled mine down. Our pants soon joined my shirt in some corner of the room. We both were in our underwear and all I could think about was getting him out of it. I'm sure the same thoughts were running through his head. His hands rested on the sides of my chest and his eyes seemed to look for permission. His gaze searched mine and seemed to find what he was looking for. My bra was gone in seconds and he climbed on top of me. Another kiss caused a rush of urgency to our task and I hugged David close as his tongue slipped into my mouth. His hands roamed all over my body as he drew a moan from my lips only to be silenced by his mouth. Nothing ran through my mind except what was happening and the nagging feeling that I should tell him. He would be my first. But surely he knew. He was my first everything so far: first boyfriend, first kiss, first Valentine, now first time.

I pulled back some, my hands resting on his stomach. "David." I whispered. He looked at me with love and lust in his mismatched eyes.

"Yes my love?" He replied just s quietly. I suddenly became to scared to tell him. I opened my mouth to tell him but started to tel him I loved him at the last minute. "I know I'm your first." He said, saving me from telling him myself. "It only makes sense I would be after being the first for everything else." He explained as he captured my lips in his again. I nodded and slid my hands down to his waist. My fingers plays with the elastic band on his underwear and his did the same to mine. He pulled away just enough to look for that permission once again. When he found it, he slid off my panties and I slid his off. I didn't look. I knew it didn't matter what happened as long as it did.

(*) David kissed my jawline and down my chest. His hands nimbly roamed all over my body, causing me to want him more than ever. His lips soon found their way back to mine and as my hands ran down his back, he slid into me. I moan escapes my lips and David chuckled. He pulled away to see my reaction and he must have seen something in my eyes or my face to show him I wanted him to do his worst. His lips were on mine again as I felt him move on and out of me. My legs wrapped around his waist and moan after moan was drawn from my lips. David moaned as he went as far as he could. I had a faint feeling of guilt behind the pleasure because my nails were going up and down his back. As David kissed me again, I moved my hands to grip and tug on his hair. Moans fell from his mouth as I did this and soon I felt sown thing new. I moaned David's name as he moaned mine. I held him close as we finished and he rested his head against my shoulder. I stroked his sweaty hair and kissed his cheek. David pulled out of me but stayed where he was.(*)

"Now I know why they scream." He whispered in my ear. I giggled and blushed. I kissed his cheek again and nuzzled against him. David soon moved so I could lay on his chest. I listened to his rapid heartbeat and I kissed his chest.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." Was the reply. "Happy Valentine's Day (y/n)."