Stone and Eddie (a Pearl Jam-ish fanfiction)

Chapter fifteen

Eddie Vedder

We've had four rehearsals in the past week and in one hour we're playing a show at the Off-Ramp Café. I feel like I'm going to puke my guts out. In the car Stone strokes my hair as he drives in attempt to comfort me. It's kind of helping but there are still butterflies all inside my stomach.

When we arrive I see Mike, Dave and Jeff already there, loading the drums inside with a guitar strapped to each of their backs. "'Bout time", Jeff says with his goofy grin when we get out if the car. "We thought you would never show up and Dave would have to sing." We all laugh then grab our guitars and head inside. You can always count on Jeff to lighten up the mood.

I get my guitars all lined up on the side of the stage, help Stone out with bringing his stuff in, then go backstage for a little pot break. It might calm my nerves a little bit. I thought I found a corner behind a curtain secluded enough but Stone somehow happens to find me. "Can I have one?" He asks, referring to the blunt in my hand as he pushes through the curtain. I pull one out and he lights up.

"You ready for the show?" He asks me.

"I don't know. I'm nervous as hell."

"You look it too", he points out. I do? "Hey. It's fine. Chill. You're gonna do great." He smiles, pushes the hair out of my face and pulls me in for a small kiss. "Now let's go out there and have a great time", he says once our lips reluctantly separate.

We walk onto the stage together and join Jeff, Mike and Dave. I ask then ask if they're ready and they nod, so I gather my courage and look out at the crowd. Not that bad, fifty people maybe. Stone flashes a smile at me, giving me a little boost of confidence, and I go up to the microphone.

"We're Mookie Blaylock and this is 'Why Go'", I say and start singing, "She scratches a letter... into a wall made of stone..."

~*~

All of our hands connect in one huge group high five after we wrap up the show. "That was fucking great, guys!" Jeff says. We all agree and go to our instruments to pack up.

"Eddie", I hear Stone say from behind me.

I turn around and say, "Yeah?"

"I just wanted to say that you did amazing tonight." A huge smile comes onto my face.

"Thanks. You did great too." Then we go to packing our things again and later in the car I sit snuggled into his arm taking in his scent. He's so perfect.

"Whatcha thinking?" He asks in his cute voice as he strokes my hair again.

"How fucking adorable and perfect you are", I say with a grin. I have a feeling he's blushing but I don't bother to look up. Eventually we pull in front of the house and haul our instruments inside.

"I'm going to take a shower. I feel grid after the show." And I truly do, all that jumping around I did. "Wanna come?" I ask once we're settled down.

"Sure", he says, and meets me in the shower after a few minutes. God, he looks sexy with the water running down his body and his hair soaked. I kiss him and pin him against the tile wall. Our tongues battle against each other and I fumble with his dick. He sighs and moans my name, turning me on even more.

"I'm so fucking horny, Eddie", he says. I smile and tease him even more for a minute. "Bitch", he says with a laugh. But he was right. He's hard as a rock. "Just fuck me", he says, his breath heavy. I've never seen him like this, and it's really a turn on. So I push into him after a little bit more teasing and when I thrust into him I'm afraid I'm going too fast, but a few seconds later he tells me to go faster. So I do.