Band One-Shots (Open!)

Ready (James Cassells)

I heard the front door open and squeaked with excitement as I lept up from the couch and ran into the entryway.

There stood my boyfriend James, who was just returning from tour with the band he drums for, Asking Alexandria.

They've been touring almost non-stop all year long, so I'm crazy excited to see him again.

"James!" I squealed happily, bouncing with excitement. "Charlotte!" James exclaimed, holding his arms out to me.

I ran to him and jumped, him catching me and holding me up by my thighs as I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

"I missed you so much baby." James sighed, rocking me side to side. "I missed you too." I answered, pulling back a little to look at him.

I used one hand to move my light blue hair away from my face, exposing my angel bites and hazel eyes.

"How was Europe?" I asked. He shrugged. "It was good like usual. Would've been better if you were there."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his. He turned us around so I was pressed against the wall and kissed me even harder.

I sighed contentedly when his lips moved down and attached themselves to my neck, sucking and kissing my pale skin.

I pulled my head away slightly to look at him. "Can we try?" I asked nervously. I'm still a virgin, but I think I'm ready.

I know you're probably thinking, "The fuck is this girl doing with a band whose lives are about 50% sex?!"

The answer is, none of your business. James knew I was a virgin when we got together and he's never pressured me into anything at all.

James looked at me with surprise. "You're sure?" he questioned. I nodded, biting my lip.

He grinned and carried me into our bedroom, depositing me gently on our bed before closing the door.

With shaking hands, I pulled off my shirt and tossed it to the floor. James gave me a loving smile before doing the same and crawling on top of me.

He gently connected our lips, holding my face with one hand while the other rested on my hip.

My hands went to his jeans, popping the button on them and tugging his zipper down.

I felt him smile into the kiss as he detached his hands from my body to push his jeans off and throw them somewhere.

He got onto his knees between my legs and his eyes flickered up to meet mine, his own brown ones filled with love and lust.

With skilled and nimble fingers, he undid the button on my shorts, tugged the zipper down, and slid the garment off of my legs.

I felt incredibly nervous every time his fingers made contact with my pale skin, but I knew he would be careful with me.

I reached behind me and unclipped my bra, hesitantly removing it and dropping it onto the floor.

"Just relax." he whispered, his lips hovering not even an inch above mine. I nodded slowly, feeling light-headed.

I closed my eyes as he began to kiss random places on my neck, finding his way to my sweet spot and nibbling on it.

I moaned softly and wove my fingers through his hair, his own hand moving down between us.

His hand slid into my black lace panties, two fingers sweeping across my clit. I bucked my hips mindlessly, grinding against his hand.

"You're so beautiful, love." he murmured, more to himself than me. I felt myself blush as I bit my lip.