"Bon we need to talk." Why I chose to raise sexual tension in a bar when I knew everyone was trashed and hungry for a good fight, I would never know. Combined with the arousal on some of these drunken souls, the evidence just stacked up agaist me. I always end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, repeating the same phrase to myself. I shouldn't be here.
But I was. I guess I should be grateful Bon was so adamant to clear the air, so no reason why that desire shouldn't be reciprocated.
"I'm not gonna forget about us Angela." Bon said seriously as he placed a finger underneath my chin. I let out a heavy sigh as he slid his finger off of me, letting me present my case with confidence.
"I know you aren't. That's the problem." I straightened my posture and pursed my lips before speaking my next words, I was sure Bon would fail to ever forget them. "Neither will I." Our eyes made dramatic contact, and I failed to stumble out another sentence. I trembled over my words during my few attempts. Bon only smirked at me. "I'm gonna leave...now." I stammered as I fought to catch my balance.
Our lips now closer then any friends would be. His hands were now wrapped around my waist and I was pushed to my ultimate limit. I'd regret this, I know I would, but I listened to the demanding sensations of my body that instructed me to kiss him roughly. The heat began to rise from the situation, and soon I was thrown against the wall and we were making out. My breath hitched significantly as Bon placed his lips on my neck. He continued for a short time, I threw my head back in pleasure.
"You're not gonna run away this time right?" Bon joked as he rolled off of me. I covered myself up with the bed sheets, shaking my head with a laugh. Still fully covered, I kissed him, but then quickly turned my head around after hearing a shriek.
"Malcolm!" I screamed, he threw his arms up like I was aiming a gun at him, but by the look on his face and how he was glaring at Bon it would be more applicable that he had the gun and Bon would be begging him not to shoot.
"Bon get dressed and get out here! We are gonna have a TALK!"
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Let There Be Rock || Bon Scott (Completed)
FanfictionWhen Angela Young is working overseas as a doctor, she is struck with the tragic loss of her husband in 1977. Her family and siblings instantly come to her side. However, she returns home in 1978, reuniting with her long lost friends and a meeting a...
