Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche

Just In Time To Kill You

"Come on, we gotta go!"
I sighed. "Two more minutes!"
"Hurry!"
I quickly threw on a pair of Converse and ran to the living room. Craig grinned. "You look nice."
I looked at the black dress over black fishnets. "We're going to a party."
"You'll be the most stunning one there."
I laughed and fixed his tie. "Do you know how to tie a tie?"
"Not really."
"What's this party for, anyways?"
"Dunno, I think it's a few bands getting together and whatnot. Blessthefall's gonna be there, so is My Chemical Romance. Also, I think like, Fall Out Boy, and Ice Nine Kills, and Pierce The Veil."
I nodded. "Nice."
"Well, come on, we can't be late."
"Rest of the guys?"
"I told them to meet us there because you were taking so damn long."
I grinned and kissed his cheek. "Oh, well."
"You've been looking much healthier since you got clean." He looked at me and took my hand.
"Thanks?" I locked my apartment behind us.
"That's a compliment." He said.
We walked downstairs and grabbed a cab. "Where is it?"
"A small venue or something."
"Nice." The cab started driving off,
"They don't know we're dating, so I just show up with a sexy girl on my arm, cause a riot."
"That's a plan. Gotta show up Blessthefall, huh?"
"Maybe." He kissed my cheek.
After a few minutes, the cab pulled up. We got out. Loud punk rock music was blasting, naturally. We went inside. "Want a drink?" Craig asked.
"Mhm."
"Okay, stay here."
Another guy came up to me. "Hi. I'm Vic, you are?"
Vic Fuentes. Haven't met him yet, or any of his band. "Ash."
"I've never seen you before, and I feel like I'd recognize you. You don't play in a band, do you?"
"No, I don't. I'm just here with-"
Craig came back. "Hey, babe." He handed me my drink. "Hi, Vic."
"Oh, so this is who you're with? Craig? Long time, man."
"Yeah, it has."
"I hear you're with Escape The Fate."
"Yeah. Working on music. It's going pretty well."
Omar came up to us. "Sorry to interrupt, Vic, but like, Pete Wentz wants to talk to us."
"Oh, cool. Sorry, dude, but I should go."
Vic smiled. "Nah, it's fine. Have fun."
We walked over to where Max, Robert, and Monte were. "Ah, the singer." Pete said. "And a pretty girl. Who's this?"
"My girlfriend, Ash." Craig's arm slid around my waist.
"Nice. I heard Ronnie went to prison?"
"Everyone here heard that." Max said. "It's true."
"Well, of course it is. We haven't heard what Craig Mabbitt can do, yet."
"No, no one has yet." Omar agreed.
"Well, I heard you're working on an album, care to sing one of the songs?"
"One For The Money?" I suggested.
"Yeah, that'd work." Monte replied.
Craig sighed. "Cause it's one, one, it's one for the money. Two, it's two, guys do it for the show. It's three, three get ready, are you ready motherfuckers? Are you ready, let's go!"
"You have potential." Pete agreed. "I'd like to talk to you guys about signing?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Not here. Another time. Tonight's for enjoying. Go ahead and party. I'll talk to you guys later. And Ash? It was nice to meet you."
They nodded and we walked off. Craig looked at me. "I have to mingle with everyone. Do you wanna come with?"
"Yeah, sure."
Gerard came up to us. "Hi, Ash."
"Hey, Gerard. Long time, no see."
"I know, right? Hi, Craig."
"You know Ash?" Craig asked, mildly confused.
"Escape The Fate opened for us couple years back. Ash came with the band. She's pretty fun, but loyal to Ronnie. How'd you get her on your side?"
I laughed. "He's my boyfriend."
"Huh. You guys do look cute together."
"Thanks."
"When're you guys releasing new music?"
"Soon, hopefully. Probably next year." Craig said.
"Fun. We're looking forward to it. Mikey told me to ask."
"Sure. See you later, Gerard."
"You too, Craig."
Gerard left and Craig looked at me. "This blows."
"Come on, it's not that bad."
"I'm bored. I'd much rather be back home."
"Come on, we get to drink."
"We could do that at the apartment."
I looked around. "Fair."
"Can we go back?"
"Yeah."
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Craig sighed and collapsed onto the couch. I laughed. "Tired much?"
"No, just thanking God that we're back."
I went over to him and laid down on top of him, putting my lips on his. "Mhm."
"Is this the only reason you came with me back here?"
"Maybe."
He smiled and kissed me back. "I don't mind."
"Good."
He slid his hands up my thighs. "Right here?"
"I mean, if the guys come back, they'll just see this."
"My room?"
"Probably."
He got up and lifted me up, carrying me to his bed. He kissed the side of my neck. Slowly, he slid the dress over the top of my head. "Damn, Ash, you're so sexy like this, just in your underwear and fishnets."
I laughed and slid his shirt off. "Good to know, I'll wear that next time it's just you and me."
"Yes please."
I kissed his stomach. "You're amazing."
He fumbled with his own belt. "Mhm."
"And needy, too." I laughed as he got the belt off. I pulled down his pants and started kissing closer to his underwear.
"Hey!" He unhooked my bra and pulled off the fishnets.
"You know it's true." I teased. I tugged on the edge of his boxers and kissed right above his cock.
"Ash!"
"What?" I asked all innocently. I even looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"At least go all the way."
I obliged and took his whole cock into my mouth. Moaning, he tangled his hands in my hair and thrusted my head into him. Quickly, he came. "Finish me?" I asked.
"Beg." He hooked his finger in my underwear and pulled it down.
"Craig, please."
"Harder." He became a dominant when he realized I wanted something.
"Please, Craig, finish me."
He inserted a few fingers and thrusted. "That good?"
"I'm about to come."
He quickly took his fingers out. "Okay."
"What? No! Come on!"
"What do you say?"
"Craig, please, I can't, please... Fuck, Craig, please finish me."
"I don't know."
"Please." I begged again.
He stuck his fingers back in and finished me. I collapsed against his chest and felt him breathe heavily. "That was fun." He whispered, stroking my hair.
"Yeah."
We heard the front door open. "What up losers, we're back!" Omar yelled.
"Fuck." I muttered.
Craig covered me with a blanket. Someone came in. "Yo, Craig. Ash, it's me, Max. I know damn well you're under his blanket and that you wouldn't be there unless you two fucked. I won't tell the guys."
I sighed. "Hi, Max."
"Was he any good?"
"Yeah."
"Bye, Max." Craig glared at him.
Max laughed and closed the door.
"Spend the night?" Craig asked, pulling me closer.
"I gotta work tomorrow."
"Why?" He whined.
"I gotta pay rent."
"No, you don't."
"Yeah, I do." I smiled up at him. "Along with utilities and food."
"Ugh, that's lame."
"Well, I'm an adult."
"It's lame." He kissed my hair. "Goodnight, babygirl."
"Night, Craig."
He quickly fell asleep, and I followed to the lull of his heartbeat.