When Love Met Destruction (Sitkolson)

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*Ryan's POV*

        I did not like this one bit. Not one fucking bit. I felt like my insides were twisting and writhing inside my body. Let me just say, it didn't feel too good. I sat in my bunk, curled up in fetal position, trying to block out the sounds of the road. We had a long time to go until we arrived at New York and the trip was torturous.  Why did we have to agree to go on tour? We were perfectly fine where we were, but no, we just had to go touring. I don't blame the guys though for wanting to tour. Touring would get our fans excited and we would be able to show off our new music, but really, we had to go by car? I would say we could fly, but Chris is scared shitless of planes and flying in general. I'd just have to suck it up. I could hear the guys having fun out in the living room part of the tour bus, and it made me feel kind of guilty that i was being a party pooper, but oh well.

        "Josh,get off of Ghost!" I heard Chris yell and laugh all at once. They were having so much fun, doing who-knows-what and I'm sitting here trying not to die. I couldn't possibly imagine what they were doing out there because all i was focusing on was going to sleep and getting rid o my horrible thoughts of dying on this moving death trap, they call a bus. I wrapped the pillow around my head and tried to close my eyes and rest. No luck, of course.

        "Are you okay?"  I jolted from my position, eyes wide, and my body pumping adrenaline rapidly through my veins. My eyes were unfocused but when they finally settled, they looked upon a small figure that stood under my bunk, looking up at me. I was relieved to see that it was Ricky.

        "I'm fine." I lied. Once again, that is one of the biggest lies that unfortunately a lot of people use and are believed. My heart nestled back into my chest and calmed down a little. 

        "You're pale, should i tell them to stop the bus until you calm down?" He suggested, but of course i rejected the offer. I didn't want to slow down and delay our tour. They were all so excited about this tour, and i didn't want to be the one to bring them down. So, i just laid back down, my head burrowed into my fluffy pillow and glanced at Ricky momentarily. His  washed out, blue eyes were almost ghost like but tranquil. I put all my attention on them to try to unnerve myself, whether it was working or not, i didn't know. "You're shaking. Are you sure you're okay?" He licked his lips gently. 

        What i didn't expect him to do next was to hold my hand. I was going to move my hand away but i stopped myself because i think it was actually working. "I'm sorry." I apologized for my embarrassing behavior. I didn't want to be the one to stop the who touring because of my silly little fear. His hand felt warm against my clammy hands. 

        "Don't be, every one has their fears." He smiled his casual charming smile at me which made my tense muscles relax. "Except me, I'm fearless." He teased. I rolled my eyes at him and then went back to panicking because i felt every single bump the bus was going over.

        "I think I'm going to be sick." I felt my stomach churning and rolling over like a dog. Ricky looked disgusted then went to help me down from the bunk. Just then, the bus came to a screeching stop and sent me flying off the bunk completely.  I rolled to the floor on top of Ricky, My legs straddling his hips. I looked down at him nervously but still didn't get off of him. Ricky was rubbing his head and wincing at the slight bit of pain that there was. "Are you okay?" I scanned his body for any noticeable damage, but there was none, only the fact that he had hit his head.

        "Yeah, I'm good." He sat up slightly, forcing me to scuttle backwards slightly. Some how my kneed ended up between his legs and it was rubbing sensually against the wrong spot. I looked up immediately to see his reaction, but he wasn't complaining. An accidental quiet moan escaped Ricky's soft lips. He looked at me a little scared at first, but then i just smiled at him friskily. I don't know what came over me, but i wasn't opposed to it. It was like a horny teenager possessed me to do all these things, but he wasn't arguing, so i continued. I crawled over to him, my hands by his waist and my knee still in between his legs.  I nibbled on my bottom lip nervously as all my nerves fluttered away instantaneously.  Without even thinking i pressed my knee a little harder against him, earning another moan that was a little louder this time. His pants were getting extremely tight by this time until he pushed away from me, terror staining his glassy eyes.  I'm not sure whether he was scared of me, or if he was scared of himself for letting me do this.

        Either way, i kind of enjoyed it.

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Wow that was a little smuttier than i intended lol but oh well, sitkolson for life!

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