Imagines/oneshots Book 1

149. Chris motionless* - fever dream (part 3)

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* - I'm sorry I said it would stop, this is just fingering tho

Song: let the good times rock by Europe
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I followed the band onto the bus after their set and sat next to Chris on the couch.

"You guys killed it out there, definitely one of the best shows I've seen from you guys."

Ryan sent me a look as he changed his shirt.

"And how do we know you again?"

"We're friends."

Chris said, defending me.

"And you're what? Fifteen?"

Chimed ghost. I rolled my eyes.

"Nineteen but it doesn't matter."

Ricky took a sip of his tour water and looked annoyed.

"It does if you want to be a groupie."

He mumbled under his breath. I sent him a look and Chris just rubbed my thigh. Of all the people who would hate me for no reason I would never expect it to be Rick Olson. Weird.

"You guys wanna go watch Beartooth?"

Ryan asked, pulling a new shirt on. Rick took another drink.

"I'm down."

"Nah I think I'm gonna go watch ice nine."

"I'll take you up in that one."

Balz said, coming out from the back of the bus. Chris looked down at me.

"Wanna go catch any shows?"

I looked at the few I had written on my hand that I wanted to see.

"Attila starts in a half hour, unless you wanna go see something before that."

He smiled at me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders on the back of the couch.

"Attila sounds great."

I watched all the guys pile off the bus single file, accidentally let the door slam behind them. I looked up at Chris and he was already staring at me.

"I never would have imagined they would hate me as much as they do."

He scooted a little closer to me.

"They don't hate you."

I laughed.

"Okay, Ricky kinda seems like he hates me."

"I think he's just mad that some random nineteen year old girl showed up at our bus at eight in the morning and has been stealing my attention all day."

He kissed me quickly and I smiled up at him.

"Well I guess I'll have to tell him I'm sorry."

He kissed me again, a little longer this time.

"Now refresh my memory, did we do this before you left me?"

He ran his thumb over my thigh slowly.

"I told you to wait till next time."

He smiled and looked down at my lips.

"And when was the last time?"

I looked up and thought for a second.

"Well I left you yesterday it was November twelfth and we didnt. But we made out and got to second on Halloween, but I think the last time we went all the way was homecoming. So?"

I looked at him.

"October fifth."

We both said at the same time and I laughed. He brought his hand from my thigh to tuck my hair behind my ear.

"And remind me why we didn't make it all the way on Halloween?"

"Nick called your mom cause we snuck out to go to a party."

He nodded.

"I'm gonna have to kill him."

I kissed him gently.

"I think you killed him enough the first time."

He kissed me again.

"A little more couldn't hurt."

I laughed and shook my head.

"You say that like you can't make it up to me now."

His gaze scanned over my face and I just watched him, feeling his thumb run over my cheek bone a few times.

"You really wanna try that here in the bus? Even though we're both hot and sweaty?"

I looked down and removed his hand from my face, interlocking our fingers.

"Maybe you're right."

He leaned down and pecked me in the lips.

"Then again."

I laughed at him.

"What were you thinking Chris?"

He let go of my hand and put his back on my thigh, squeezing it.

"We could just see how far we get."

I looked between his eyes and dropped my head back against his arm.

"Do you wanna try?"

He slowly moved his hand up my thigh and nodded yes.

"Okay."

Almost immediately his lips were pushed into mine, it was more lustful than loving now. But in all fairness how many times do you get to say you slept with your highschool crush? He moved his mouth slowly against mine as he moved his hand further up, Beginning to Palm me through my jeans. I moaned into his mouth before reaching up and holding his face in my hand. I pushed my hips up a bit as he detached his face from mine. I just watched him look down to unbutton and unzip my jeans, quickly shoving his hand in them. I moaned and dropped my head back as he teased my clit. He started kissing down my exposed neck, shoving two fingers into me and pumping them in and out. My head was now in the crook of his elbow as he made out with my collar bone, one hand holding his and the other gripping tightly to his shirt sleeve as he continued moving his fingers in and out of me. I pushed my hips up into his hand and sat my head back up, him coming back to kiss me on the lips again. I moaned into his mouth as he circled my clit a few times.

"God Chris."

He smirked at me before kissing along my jawline.

"Better than before?"

I nodded as he started moving back down my neck, keeping his hand going.

"I've had a lot more experience now."

I squeezed his hand in mine and moaned out as I came, pushing my hips up again as he still kept moving, trying to help me ride out my high. Then the bus door clicked but I didn't look in that direction, I didn't want too.

"Well shit."

I heard Ricky. Chris looked up at him.

"Get out Rick."

Now I couldn't help it, I looked over at him long enough to see him roll his eyes and stomp back off the bus. Then Chris pulled his fingers out of me, out of my pants, and shoved them into his mouth. He looked down at me as he sucked my cum off his fingers.

"Just as sweet as I remember."

He leaned down and kissed me hungrily, moving his hand to rebutting my pants. When he pulled away I sighed and stood up, stretching but immediately falling back into the couch. He caught me against him.

"What? Do I make your knees weak?"

I laughed and shook my head.

"You know it baby."

He smirked at me and I stood back up, walking to the bathroom on the bus. I looked at myself in the mirror before running my hands over my very red face. Chris joined me in the doorway.

"So, still wanna go see Attila?"