We Found Love

Chapter 6

Marshall's POV

Staff members rushed around me backstage as they tested and checked everything to make sure it was perfect. Rihanna was still getting ready in her dressing room. We didn't talk much about what happened last night, we didn't talk about it at all really. Maybe she thought it was a mistake and she regrets kiss me. I mean that's understandable, I'm a hot headed blonde who could explode into a fit of anger at any given moment. Nobody wants to get involved with that.
"Eminem, and Rihanna your on in five." A staff member announced through my ear piece. I was handed a mic and a can a red bull for me to chug before entering the stage.
"You ready Marshall?" Rihanna said walking out in her stage costume. My eyes scanned over her body quickly, the hair and makeup crew did a great job of cover up her bruise. I glanced down to see her mid section sexually exposed, showing her belly button, but she always dressed like this on stage. So why did I care so much now?
"Yeah Ri, you?"
"Hell yeah let's do this shit."
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"You guys did great tonight, glad I came!" We heard Robyn's friend, Katy Perry, say as she joined us back stage. Katy was in New York for a photoshoot, so we got her concert tickets at the last second.
"Thanks Katy, how was the photoshoot this morning?" Robyn asked hugging Katy around the neck tightly.
"Good, lots of candy and bright colors involved. You know the usual." I watched as Katy and Robyn conversed with each other. Katy glanced over at me looking me up and down then whispered something into Rihanna's ear.
"Hey Marshall we're going to go back to my dressing room, I'll text ya when I'm done." Robyn said grinning from ear to ear, probably from what Katy told her.
"Alright, see ya in a bit."
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Rihanna's POV
"How's it hanging out with Eminem every waking moment of your day?" Katy asked shutting the dressing room door behind her. I walked over and sat at the vanity, pulling off my fake eyelashes.
"It's actually not bad at all, he's a really funny guy Katy." I watched her reflection in the mirror as she grabbed a, near by chair and dragged it over to where I was sitting.
"So he keeps you entertained?" Katy asked as she adjusted her blue hair. I went to grab a make up wipe before I realized I haven't even told Katy about what happened the other day at the truck stop. The hair and make up crew did a good job at covering it up so my face looks completely undamaged, so Katy hasn't even noticed it.
"Yeah, the other day he took me go kart racing for the first time! That was so much fun, wish you were there too though."
"Sounds fun, glad to know he is being good to you. But Ri if he ever lays a hand on you, I'm just a call away and you best believe I'm going to come banging on his fucking front door ready to kill." Katy said sounding as serious as possible. To be honest she doesn't like Marshall much at all. No matter how much I tell her, he's changed. She will probably always think of him as some psycho abusive drug addict.
"He won't Katy, I'm not going to let him but me through the same shit Chris did."
"Okay Ri, do you need help whipping some of that make up off? They like went full blown face paint on you." she said gabbing a make up whip. I didn't stop her, I figured she was going to find out sooner or later and it's better I tell her then someone else. Katy scrubbed my face harshly, getting rid of the layers upon layers of makeup. I watched he face closely in the mirror, awaiting her reaction to the large purple mark reaching from left eye to half way down my cheek.
"Ri, what happened?! What is this?!" She asked loudly tilting my head to get a better angle of the bruise.
"It's a bruise Katy, I'm fine." I said calming her down so she wouldn't start jumping to conclusions.
"What happened Ri?" Katy sat back down and looked at me worriedly.
"The other night the tour bus got a flat tire so we pulled over into this truck stop really late at night. Well I was hungry so I grabbed some money out of my purse and decided to go use one of the vending machines inside. On my way out this drunk faced dick attacked me and punched me in the face." I explained to Katy who was getting more pissed by the second.
"Why didn't you have a body guard with you?"
"Because Marshall and I travel in a separate bus then the staff, and we got split up on the road somewhere earlier."
"Well what happened after he punched you? How did you get away from the bastard?"
"Marshall heard me scream so he ran out of the tour bus and beat the shit out of the guy."
"So Marshall actually did something good for a change, that's surprising." Katy said rolling her eyes.
"Katy, Marshall is a good guy."
"Whatever you say Ri."
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I collected my clothes and packed them tightly into my suitcase. Tomorrow morning we well get back into the tour bus and head to our last show in Marshall's hometown.
I zipped up my suitcase and lifted it off my bed and onto the floor. I the show tonight was great but exhausting, I could only imagine how tired Marshall must be. He runs across the stage like a mad man, and he's probably coming down from his red bull high. I looked at him as he lazily threw bundles of clothing into his bag. We haven't talked about what happened last night at all.
"What did Katy say about your face?" Marshall asked sitting down on his bed looking at me.
"Well at first she thought you did it." I admitted sitting beside him. I felt strange, normally I could sit by him and not give it a second thought. However, now it just adds to the awkward sexual tension in the air.
"Typical." He said swallowing harshly.
"But I was able to explain everything to her before she came to chop your dick off." Katy has always been protective of her friends. After the incident with Chris she was the one who came to the hospital and held me as I cried for hours. Ever since then she has always kept an extremely close watch on me and who Im dating.
"That would suck if she cut my dick off." Marshall said laughing. I don't know how he does it, but his calm demeanor always seemed to lift some of the tension out of a situation.
"Did you tell her about the kiss?" He asked swallowing hard once again.
"Nope, I figured it was nobody's business but ours. Even if she is my best friend." Everyone of my relationships has always involved the media. It was never just mine to have, everything was always shared with everyone else. Not that Marshall and I were in a relationship or anything but I still want the kiss to be something that only we knew about. That way it was special.
"I feel the same way." He said smiling at me. The same smile that always made me feel warm inside. I couldn't help but smile back at him, it just felt so right being around him. He makes me happy, he has always been there for me when I needed him. His sarcasm makes me laugh rather than makes me angry. He's everything Chris wasn't.
"So how do you feel about the kiss?" I asked looking down at my bare feet dangling over the side of his bed.
"I feel like we should kiss again." He stated bluntly. I keep forgetting how much more mature he is than me, he doesn't play those petty love games. If he wants something he gets it.
I stood up off the bed and walked over to face him. Slowly I climbed onto his lap, straddling him. He brought his hands up and grabbed my hips. Pulling me farther up his lap until there was no more space between us. I brought my lips down onto his, kissing roughly. I let his tongue toy with mine seductively. The taste of red bull filled my mouth more and more the longer we kissed.
He broke away and started to trail kisses down my neck, sucking on my collarbone. I let out a small moan as my once steady breathing turned into panting. I began to grind on him instinctively as his lips returned to mine muffling another moan.
"Take these off." Marshall said tugging down on my pajama shorts. I did as he said standing up and sliding the soft blue fabric off my body. revealing the purple panties I had bought with him the other day. Then I got in my knees and began to unbutton his camouflage shorts. A low grumble escaped from Marshall as I took his large member into my hand. I began the glide my hand up and down, as he took in a sharp breath. Then I brought my tongue to the tip of his manhood and circled it around a few times before dragging it down the length.
"Fuck... Ri." Marshall groaned out while gripping my hair.
I dragged my tongue back up and then took as much of him in my mouth as I could. I began to bob my head up and down as I sucked. I felt his hands try to push my head down lower so I did as he pleased and brought more of him into my mouth. I felt blessed to have a good gag because I could feel him in the front of my throat.
"Ri.." He said breathlessly. I looked up at him, loving the facial expressions he was making.
I brought him into my mouth one more time before he released himself onto my tongue. I pulled his length out of my mouth so I could swallow, licking up any that I spilled.
Marshall was about to say something when a knock sounded at the door. Quickly he pulled up his pants, and made his way over to the door. I groaned at the sudden change of mood, of course someone had to ruin it. Marshall opened the door slightly so the person couldn't see into the room.
"Hey Marshall, is Robyn here?"
I quickly sprung up off the floor, hearing the familiar voice. I grabbed my pajama shorts and pulling them back up onto my body. Marshall glanced back at me to see if he could say yes I was here.
"Yeah, she is. You wanna come in?" He asked opening the door completely to allow Katy to enter the room. She walked in the room looking around curious.
"Don't you think it's odd to sleep in the same room?" She asked speaking to no one in particular.
"Why would it be odd, it's not like we're sleeping in the same bed. Plus we have to sit on a tour bus with each other for hours on end." I stated giving Marshall a quick glance. He was standing behind Katy so only I could see the grin on his face.
"I guess.." Katy said walking over to sit on one of the large sofas. Marshall and I joined her. I sat next to her while Marshall sat on the far end of the couch.
"So if there a reason why your here so late? It's like one in the morning. And not to be rude but I'm exhausted and I still have to get up and back on the tour bus tomorrow." I said yawning to emphasis how tired I was.
"I know it's late, I'm sorry. I have something important I need to tell you but I didn't want to do it over the phone." Katy looked me in the eyes worriedly before speaking again.
"After you left the concert venue, I had to stay for a little bit because I was held up by some fans. " Katy stopped talking and sighed deeply. I could tell she didn't want to tell me what happened.
"Where you attacked by some crazy fan or something?" Marshall asked trying to be involved in the conversation.
"No, nothing like that... While I was signing autographs, Chris showed up." Katy finally admitted with disgust on her face.
"Chris?" I said curiously, what the fuck could he want now.
"Yeah he must have been high or something because he barged through the front doors screaming, and yelling for you. He kept screaming your name over and over again. He looked absolutely insane Ri! Chris started to push, and punch props and decorations over. Which made the security rush over and restrain him, ultimately escorting him off the premises." Katy said holding my hands. Why would Chris do that? I thought for sure he got help with his bipolar disorder and he was pass that. Me and him ended our relationship on good terms.
I know it's sick and messed up after what he did to me but I can't help but care for him. He hurt me because he needed help, and that was the only way he knew how to say it.
"He didn't tell anyone why he was looking for me?" I asked the overly concerned Katy.
"He probably has seen the stuff on the media about you and Marshall dating. He's probably just jealous." Katy shrugged glancing over at Marshall. He sat there staring at the two of us not knowing what else to do or say.
"Thanks for telling me Katy, I'll call and talk to him." Although I don't know what I'd say. He's so hard to talk to. He never lets me explain myself completely and he always jumps to the craziest conclusions.
"Alright take care Robyn. Don't go do anything stupid. You talk to him on the phone only, and I'd have security follow you around everywhere in Detroit. He might show up there, probably more pissed then this time."
Katy and I stood up off the couch to hug again before she left.
"Alright night, be safe driving back. Imma go brush my teeth." I broke away from the hug and made my way to the bathroom.
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Marshall's POV
I sat there silent, still contemplating if I was happy Katy stopped by or not. Katy stood their silent until robin shut the bathroom door.
"Look Marshall I don't know how strong you and Ri's friendship is, but you need to keep a close eye on her. She's very naive, especially when it comes to Chris. He has a way with words." Katy confessed to me in a hushed voice. I looked at face and I could tell she was really worried about Robyn. Katy and I are not that close, so for her to tell me all this must be a big deal to her.
"Yeah I'll keep her busy, we will go out and do stuff. You know keep her mind off Chris." I said trying not to make it sound like I'll be taking Ri out on dates all over Detroit.
"Sounds good, this may sound weird but one of her favorite things to do is go on long drives at night. She says the night it more relaxing and private. Also her favorite ice cream is chocolate, Ya know in case she's havin' a bad night." I nodded at her, taking in all the valuable information she had just shared. Katy smiled at me one last time before leaving the large hotel room.

I glanced at my watch to see it was almost 2:00am. I yawned before getting up to change into some more comfortable clothes. I grabbed a grey t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants, and changed quickly. Ri exited the bathroom a moment later with tired lazy eyes hanging on her face.

"Marshall can I sleep with you again? I'm still convinced my beds invested." Rihanna said in this shy hushed voice that I had rarely ever heard her speak in.

"You don't need to have an excuse Ri. want me to set up the blanket barrier?" I asked trying to lighten the mood, which is something I was never good at considering it was me who normally brought everyone down.

"Nah I think we're good, just don't try anything." She said in a cute little giggle. I let her climb under the covers as I shut off all the lights around the hotel room. Then I climbed in next to her, finally resting my head on a soft pillow.

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Okay that was chapter 6! I hoped you liked it! This chapter was a lot more steamy and detailed then the last one, and I was going to put a warning at the beginning but I didn't want to spoil it. Plus it says in the description that this story is rated R/M/NC-17... So read at your own risk. However, I would still like to hear your opinion on this chapter. I can only improve if you tell me what to fix. Also I'd like to get some suggestions on what the fans would like to see happen between Rihanna and Eminem.

Thanks for reading! please rate!

(I'm still working on editing the chapters, it's a slowly moving project.)