I am told that I am good at writing smut and sexual scenes. I need feedback guys. Tell me what I'm doing wrong if you think it is wrong, and give me more ideas and situations I can use.
-----------------------Andrew
"9 inches." Logan says, crossing his arms in confidence.
"That ain't nothing." Says Regan. "Try 10, and still growing." He smirks.
Logan pouts and Regan smirks, showing off his draconian teeth. I shake my head.
Where did Gwen manage to find and hook up with a Dragon?
I shake my head to get rid of my trance before adding in my two cents worth.
"I'm only at nine inches," I start and I hear Kutler snort in amusement. "But that doesn't mean that I top either." I smirk at Kutler's face, now red in embarrassment. I chuckle when Maddie reaches over and gives him a nice swat upside his head.
Hannah gives me a suggestingly questioning look and I wink back at her. I then hold my hands up about a foot apart. She gasps before going back to her food with a tinge of pink covering her cheeks.
Friday brought all of the group together in the cafeteria, enjoying the food before I have to go to work. Waiting for Briar has me inpatient and very, very frustrated. I mean, can you blame me? He's in heat still and we live in the same dorm.
I smirk. I know exactly what I'm going to sing tonight.
Suddenly my vision is cut off, and I would have jumped if I didn't recognize the scent coming off of their person.
"Baby, you blinded me!" I whine. I here Briar chuckle before letting go and sitting down next to me. I smile before reaching over and giving him a kiss.
When we break, I look around the table, only to see everyone here staring at Briar like he had a third leg.
Hmm, wait. I guess he kind of does.
Briar looks around the table and examines the faces of our peers. He looks at me in confusion.
"Is there something on my face?" I chuckle at his puppy pout and rub his back. He just starts sulking even more, which just makes everyone else laugh along with me.
-------------------------Andrew (club)
"Alright guys," I start off, staring off at the crowd from the stage. "I'm going to need some help tonight."
"Let's see," I say putting my finger on my chin in a classic thinking pose. "Raise your hand if you can play the drums?" A lot of hands went into the air faster that exploding bottle rockets. I skim the crowd, looking for a competent hand in the sea of people.
"You." I point at a girl, maybe 5'3 and brunette. I smile at her while she makes her way through the crowd towards the stage. I reach down and grab her hand to help her onto the stage.
"What's your name, hun?" I ask her though the mic.
"Rebecca Novak." She replied through the mic when I held it to her mouth.
"Give it up for the new drummer, Rebecca!" I yell and everyone claps like crazy. I look over and see her blush and I chuckle as I put my arm around her shoulders and walk her to the back of the stage.
----------------------Andrew
After discussing the song and making sure she knew it, we walked back and got into position. I look over at her and smile.
"Alright. I have a challenge for everyone. Ladies," I pause for dramatic effect. "Let's see how many of you can manage to drag your lover out onto the floor." I smirk to the crowd and nod toward Becca.
We both start at the same time and the girls start to scream. I look out while I'm playing to see almost every girl in the club dragging their other to the dance floor/stage.
"Father did you miss me? Been locked up awhile, I got caught for what I did but I took it out in style.
Laid to rest all my confessions I made way back when, now I'm versed in so much worse, so now I'm back again,
And he said,
I signal for Becca to start the chorus while I play.
For the lives I take, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell!
I join in for the next part.
Getting heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells!
I start the next verse.
Father did you miss me, Don't ask me where I've been, You know I know, yes, I've been told I redefine a sin, I don't know what's driving me to put this in my head, Maybe I wish I could die, maybe I am dead!
And he said,
For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell! For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell! For the ways that I hurt, when I'm hiking up my skirt. I am sitting on a throne while they're buried in the dirt. For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell!
Getting heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells!
Both of us take our instrumental very well considering we haven't been playing at all until today.
Please forgive me father, I didn't mean to bother you, the devils in me father, he's inside of everything I do
For the lives that I take, I'm going to hell! For the laws that I break, I'm going to hell! For the love that I hate, I'm going to hell! For the lies that I make, I'm going to hell! For the way I condescend and never lend a hand.
My arrogance is making this head buried in the sand. For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell!
Getting heavy with the devil you can hear the wedding bells!
We both end at the same time, and the crowd goes absolutely nuts. Becca walks up behind me, and we take a bow before leaving the stage.
"Hey," I say when we get backstage. "Can I have your number? Maybe you can think about earning a little cash here and there and be my drummer." I suggested. She nodded eagerly and took my phone out of my outstretched hand. After tapping the screen a few times, she gave it back.
"Just text me when you need my help!" She smiles again and leaves after waving good bye.
YOU ARE READING
College experience
RomanceAndrew isn't your normal 20 year old teenage boy. Unless of course you consider being a direct dissident from the Vampire King Dracula himself. Gifted with the ability to fly, all he wants to do is make music. Ooo, did I mention that he's gay? Briar...
