Right Next Door to Heaven

Chapter 5

You came home the other day to find a flyer slipped under your door. You weren't sure where you stood after Axl's visit. Had he told the others' about it? You were were a little afraid to go knock on your neighbours door and find out. Today you opened the door and found the paper lying there with the advert for their next show on one side and a note on the other.

"Haven't seen you in a while. Come to the show, and don't be afraid to stop by.
Duff"

You smile to yourself. "maybe I will Duff, maybe I will."

Later that evening you decide you're going to knock on his door. You had heard some noise on the other side of the wall so you knew he was home, or at least someone was.

"Hey you" Duff says when he opened up the door, smiling, his hair disheveled and looking casual in ripped jeans and a t shirt.

"I got your note." You say as he invites you in. His apartment is in disarray with dirty plates, empty beer cans, and discarded clothes all over the place. You are not surprised somehow, especially after seeing the practice space at the party last week. None of them seem to be particularly domestic, you smile and think to yourself.

"Where have you been lately?" He asks as he takes a beer from the fridge and hands one to you and then takes one and opens it for himself. "After the show I didn't see you around."

You aren't sure how to broach the subject or if you should admit that you know that him and his friends have been talking about you.

"Well I went to the party after, but you seemed to be otherwise occupied." You take a drink of your beer and sit down on his couch, trying to act casual. You have to push aside some dirty clothes and a couple of porno mags to clear a spot.

"Sorry about that" he shrugs. You aren't sure if he means the mess or what happened at the party. "I heard you found someone to occupy yourself with too." He smiles at you as you blush.

"I was hoping to hook up with you." You admit.

"Don't worry about it." He says as he sits next to you, pushing some clothes off the seat to make room for himself. "We share a lot of things in this band." He smiles and  brushes his hands through his hair. "Not that you're a thing," he continues. "Plus those parties can get a bit crazy, anything goes you know."

"I kinda figured that." You reply, drinking your beer and trying to act non chalant.

"Why does he have to be so cute?" You think to yourself. You can already feel yourself getting wet between your legs, and know you're going to succumb to whatever he wants.

"Did you manage to get away before the cops came?" You ask him.

"Ya, we heard some commotion and got out of there. I heard you made a quick exit too." He replies smiling mischievously.

You smile back, thinking about that night. "Does that happen a lot? The cops showing up?"

"Sometimes." He replies, but don't let that stop you from coming. If you're with one of us you can usually get away pretty fast. You should come to the next party."

"Only if you promise to hook up with me next time."

He leans forward and kisses you. His soft lips on yours, playfully exploring your mouth with his tongue. You wrap your arms around him, eagerly kissing him back.

"Why wait for the party?" He says softly in your ear as he starts kissing your neck and nibbling your ear. He leans you back on the couch and lies on top of you kissing you. You can feel him getting hard through his pants.

He starts putting his hands up your shirt and feeling your boobs, playing with your nipples. You grind your hips against him in response as you continue kissing him.