Book of One-Shots

Honeymoon Suit (Ronnie Radke Smut)

Song: Love Faces by Trey Songz

Leah- 

We sat at the front lounge of the bus, awaiting to see whether or not we would be getting hotel rooms for the next four days. Falling In Reverse have been on tour for about two months and I've just recently joined. Ronnie has been overly affectionate lately. Whether it'd be in public or in privacy, he doesn't hesitate to kiss me or hug me. I find the feeling foreign, but I love it. 

I sat on the leather red couch, my feet resting on Ronnie's lap while my head leaned back on Jacky's shoulder. Family Guy was playing on the television but, I wasn't really paying attention. The door swung open and Ryan walked on to the bus. 

"So?" Ron asked and cocked a questioning brow at Ryan. We all stared at him with the same hopeful expression. This would be their first break since the first day on tour, and I'm pretty sure they were all hoping to sleep on a comfortable bed for the night. 

Grinning, Ryan pushed his hand through his hair. "We got the rooms." He said, pulling out multiple key-cards from his pocket. I felt ecstatic to be sleeping in a bed again but, I was also happy because it was Valentine's Day and I wanted some privacy with Ronnie. I think all of the guys knew that too because as soon as Ryan announced that we had the rooms, they all looked at me with a knowing smirk. 

"Let's get going then." Derek said and stood up from the couch. We all grabbed our bags and headed to the Remington Hotel across the street. The hotel itself looked posh and fancy, but I looked forward to laying on the huge beds in the rooms. 

We all packed into the small cubical and rode the elevator up to three separate floors. Ryan and Ron were staying on the fortieth floor; Jacky and Derek on the forty one floor while Ronnie and I stayed on the very top floor of the hotel. I wondered why we were all on separate floors, but decided that I really didn't care. The good thing was that we would be able to sleep on a comfortable bed for the next three days. 

Unlocking the door with the key-card, Ronnie pushed against the surface and the door gently swung open. What laid behind the white door was a beautiful, large suit. The walls were a nice light brown colour, the carpet the same shade as creme. In the center of the room, pushed against a wall, there was a huge king sized bed. There was also a kitchen-net and a mini living-room area, but I didn't really pay too much attention to that. My main focus was on the huge bed with the dozens of pillows laying over a thick comforter.  

I set my bags down on the floor and ran toward the bed. Jumping, I face planted on the soft mattress. Almost instantly, my muscles relaxed and I let a sigh of relief leave my mouth. "So comfy," I mumbled into the bed sheet. Ronnie laughed and I heard the door close and lock behind me. He turned off the lights and flicked another switch, the room instantly dimmed with a soft red light.  

"Wow," I laughed, turning around to lay on my back. Ronnie nodded, admiring the room as he walked toward me. "This seems more like a honeymoon suit." I pointed out, my eyes flickering to the bottle of complimentary champagne laying on the counter of the kitchen-net. Ronnie nodded and climbed on the bed, a devious grin on his face. 

Almost instantly, I knew what he had in mind. "Let's put this room to good use?" He suggested, his hand moving up my shirt. 

Grinning, I nodded and sat up on the bed. "Lay down," I ordered. Ronnie did as I said and laid back on the bed. He folded his hands behind his head and watched me with desire filled in his eyes. I stood in front of the bed, biting my lip as I reached for the bottom of my blue shirt. I teasingly pulled the fabric over my head and tossed it toward the couch.  

My eyes flickered to the bulge in Ronnie's jeans, and I made no attempt to hide the smirk on my lips. Turning around, I pulled down the zipper of my jeans and slowly rolled them down my legs. I stepped out of the clothing and stood in just my black underwear. My hand reached for the clasp of my bra and I slid the straps off my shoulder.  

"Damn," Ronnie bit his lip, and undid his jeans. While I removed my underwear, Ronnie pulled down his pants and boxers. I stifled a moan at the sight of his full erection and climbed on the bed.  

"Take the shirt off," I ordered. I truly did like the feeling of having control of Ronnie. He sat up on the bed and pulled off his shirt. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him back on the bed. Ronnie opened his mouth, probably going to make a remark on my dominance. I caught his mouth with mine, cutting him off before he could even utter a word. 

As our lips moved together, my hand trailed down his chest and to his member. A wide grin spread across my lips once I felt Ronnie shudder as I took him in my hands. He placed his hands on my hips, but I quickly moved them away before he could do anything. "Just relax," I said and started to kiss down his jawline and neck. My hands raked down his chest, as did my lips until I reached his lower half. 

My hands wrapped around his member and I licked my lips, anticipation burning through me. Teasingly, I licked the top, my tongue flickered in slow movements. Ronnie groaned, his head fell back against the pillow and his thighs tensed at the sensation. "Leah," he groaned, his eyes shut together while his hand grabbed a fistful of my hair.  

His thighs clenched and he raised his hips off the bed, but I pushed them back down on the mattress. Ronnie groaned, clearly hating yet loving the dominance I held. The days were rare when I was the one who took control of his body- when I was the one who made his shiver with my tongue.  

I took him in my mouth and Ronnie's hold on my hair tightened. "Shit," he cursed as I ran my tongue over his member. I squeezed him gently and Ronnie groaned again. "Stop," he said and sat up on the bed. At first, I thought I'd done something wrong, but then I realized that he didn't want to come just yet. 

He grabbed my hips and pushed me down on the bed. "On all fours." He ordered in a rough tone. As much as I loved being in control, the ache in my core when Ronnie was dominate never ceased to exist. Without hesitation, I got on my hand and knees. Ronnie knelt down behind me, his hand slapping my ass. I whimpered and gripped on the nearest pillow.  

Rubbing his member against my wet core, Ronnie slowly entered me. "Fuck," I dragged out the word and moaned once I felt his entire member inside of me. At a slow pace, Ronnie thrusts his hips in a teasing motion. My hand hand gripped my breast while the other clutched to the fluffy pillow. 

Ronnie grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled my head back. He leaned forward, his lips kissing my neck as he continued his slow pace. "Faster," I desperately begged. Ronnie laughed darkly, spanking me once more. He picked up his pace and grabbed my breasts and he slammed into me mercilessly from behind. I didn't fight the multiple screams that left my mouth as he continued thrusting into me at a fast and desperate pace. 

Grabbing my hips, Ronnie turned me around and pushed me back on the bed. He spread my legs apart and held the back of my knees with his hands. Slowly, he entered me once again and I lifted my hips to meet his sloppy thrusts. His arms wrapped around my torso and he held me tightly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted from hot and horny to love and desperation within seconds.  

I snaked my arms around his waist and held him close as he thrusts into me. His lips kissed my breasts and I moaned out his name repeatedly. Lifting me up, Ronnie laid back down and I sat over him. My hips rocked over his and my hands pressed against his chest.  

"I'm close," Ronnie warned, one arm folded behind his head while the other caressed my breast. My head threw back and I quickened my pace. Seconds later, I climaxed and so did he. We rode out our highs before I collapsed on top of him. Sweaty and naked, Ronnie held me close and whispered, "I love you, Leah." 

"I love you, too, Ronnie." I smiled and kissed his lips.