~~~Reality~~~
Caesii finally felt the tears stop coming from her eyes. She sat up, thinking, 'What the fuck...How could a memory from so long ago...still...hurt like it happened yesterday..." The truth was, after their engagement was called off, she spent a lot of time still missing and thinking about Davey. Although she was working even more lately and spending so much more time out of her home, her mind was still so often distracted that she had earned the nick-name 'Space Cadet'.
'Shit...' ran through her mind. Even while being on tour, she spaced out...luckily however, she mostly stayed in the present long enough to continue her drumming. Her love-life had been so neglected lately, her heart pounded more often, her body longed for Davey's arms around her, her finger longed for the reassurance of his engagement ring. Caesii wasn't 100% sure what she was supposed to do to stop these old feelings from rising. It was definitely impossible for her to forget about the time she had spent with Davey...three years in fact; one being engaged. If she was being honest with herself, the reality was that she still loved him. Them continuing to work together did not help at all also.
Laying down to try for some sleep, she thought about the few weeks leading up to their current tour.
~~~Zacky~~~
Zak wrapped her in his arms. She reveled in the small sensations she was getting from being so close to one of her three triggers of lust. She knew it was just for the video they were currently filming, but she didn't care. 'Zak...just touch my ass...my breasts...give me a sign that you want more like I do...' Caesii thought.
"OKAY, EVERONE!!! That's a wrap!" the director shouted, and while Zacky Vengance was pulling away from her, his hand grazed her right nipple. He was looking directly into her eyes when it happened, and he didn't show a sign of remorse. In fact, he smiled and winked at her. Caesii drew a long breath, hoping she was maybe oxygen-deprived. However, after a few breaths, she discovered her head was still spinning from Zak's obvious intentional touch of her nip. He then reached up to help her down also. They were standing on a ledge, about five feet from the floor. Caesii was wearing four inch heels, not to mention the added platform three inches! And of course, a very short skirt. She was also wearing a custom-made corset top, which her boobs would fall straight out of if she even tried to jump down. At first, she got Zak's hand. But, when that wasn't helping her enough, he helped her to get into a sitting position, then turned around.
"Jump on my back."
"Huh?!" Caesii nearly shouted.
"If you jump on my back, then you can get off that ledge, and slide down easily off me. Okay??" he asked, hoping to recieve a definite yes.
"Uhh...ooo...kay...." cam from her lips, and as she was beginning to, Synyster came around the corner and shouted at them: "STOP!!!!" He came running over, and said, "Okay, I'll help you get from the ledge onto Zak. Cool?" he asked them both. In return, they both nodded. Syn climbed up with no problem, got behind Caesii, then straddled her head. He took her hands in his, and picked her up, allowing her to slide gently off and onto Zak. When this was done, the three of them sighed in relief.
"Zak? You can let me down now, ya know!" she said nervously, giggling.
"Huh? Oh, oh yeah...just a sex. SEX!!!! Just a SEC I mean!!" he returned with just as much nervousness in his tone. He brought her over to a couch, and let her plop gently onto it.
"Shit, guys, thanks! I don't know how I would have gotton off that thing without you two!!" She said, laughing and pushing her skirt back down.
Zak and Syn were both staring at her hemline. They had watched from since she slid off Zak's back and her legs had been spread slightly, showing off her HT panties. Caesii threw a pillow at them. "Cut it out, people!! Stop staring at my panties!!" she said while laughing. She was actually joking, but she had no clue as to just how correct she was. The two men jumped guiltily, then laughed with her, realizing she didn't know. They jokingly punched each other's shoulders, then helped Caesii from the couch. "So, you want to go to dinner together?" she asked, glancing at them both.
"Sure!!" they answered enthusiastically in unison.
"Okay...well, would you wait here so I can grab a lower pair of shoes?" Caesii questioned as they reached the wardrobe trailer. Zak and Syn nodded, watching her legs as she quickly climbed up the stairs, somehow managing to keep her skirt down. They sat on the bench oppsite the stairs, laughing and talking, but somehow managing to completely avoid the topic of Caesii and how much they both liked her. Before they knew it, she was back, wearing a leather jacket, sneakers, skinny jeans, and a plaid scarf. "Ready?" she asked, standing in front of them. They both stood quickly, walking with her to the end of the drive, to the cab that was waiting for the three rockstars. Climbing in, Zak stretched out, and put one arm around her shoulders.
"Shit!" he began, sounding tired, "That shoot made all my muscles tighten up!! I really need to stretch!" they all laughed at his comment.
"Zak, if you need to sleep, then Caesii and I could go to dinner while you got some sleep.."
"Yeah, Zak! I don't want to tire you out! If you are that tired, then feel free to go back to the hotel!" Caesii swiftly agreed with Syn.
"Ah, no..." he answered "I'm good, just need to stretch when we get out...I can get enough sleep before the stage call tomorrow!" Zak laughed slightly, mainly wanting to seem 100%. Caesii, Syn, and Zak all joked until they got to the restaurant. Caesii walked in first, checking in her reservations.
"Peterson. Party of three." she said.
"O-of course, ma'am." the nervous maitre'd said. He lead them to their table, Caesii in front. "Uh...Miss...miss...Peterson?"
"Yes?" she asked, after sitting down.
"W--would you and your dinner guests mind...giving us...an autograph?" he continued, not wanting to upset anyone.
"Sure!" Caesii said, giggling. "Ya know, call me Caesii. Not Miss Peterson, or whatever you said. I just...I really hate my last name!" They all laughed with her, surprised at her beauty when she laughed, really laughed. The maitre'd handed them a color picture of their last album cover, along with a sharpie. "Here.." Caesii continued, writing one of her three personal email addresses on the back. "As long as you don't give this out to anyone, feel free to email anytime, and I'll trick these guys into autographing any headshots personally or anything!" she finished, giggling.
"Uh...uh th-th-thanks, M-m-m-miss Peterson!!" he began, then remembered and finished, "Caesii."
"Exactly! Haha thanks. I need to change it, I know!! Espicially if I hate it so much, right?" they all laughed with her, and the waiter brought some menus to the table, his hands shaking. "Shit!!!" Caesii cried out, holding one hand over her mouth.
"What!"
"What happened!"
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, yeah..I'm fine." she took her hand down. "I just..caught my fork on my lip ring..." she continued, feeling like an idiot. She stood quickly, saying, "I'll be right back...I'm going to make sure I didn't hurt myself too bad!"
As she walked away, Zak couldn't help but think of her amazing features: she had both snake and spider bites, three eyebrow rings [all vertical, two on the left, one on the right], a single nose piercing [right nostril], and nineteen total ear piercings. Her hair was jet, blue/purple black, with neon blue, green, purple, and red stripes throughout it. In her favorite fake leather jacket, her upper curves were emphasized enthusiastically. Her stomach was not flat, but she was still completely attractive. Her breasts were quite large, a double D, but it somehow looked perfect on her body. Caesii's typical skinny jeans showed her slender legs, as well as how her ass showed her toned muscles. Zak knew from his slight graze earlier that she had at least one nipple piercing as well, and, as he admitted to himself slightly reluctantly, it really turned him on! Before he knew what was happening, he realized that he had one hand rubbing his cock through his own tight jeans. As soon as he did, however, he dropped his hand to his thigh, trying so hard to restrain himself from continuing to rub himself more.
"So, what did I miss?" Zak heard the sexiest voice in the world whisper gently and quickly in his ear. He jumped guiltily, turning to look at her, seeing her breasts in his face.
