"Aww, I'm honored," Syn said, giving me a sexy smirk. I was absolutely terrified to know what my mom had said to him.
"Why?" I asked, dumbfounded, "What did she tell you?"
"Oh," he said, walking over to me nice and slow, "I believe she said something about you talking about 'me and my band' for years now..."
My face flushed... this was one of those moments when I could absolutely die of embarrassment.
"Yeah... so what?" I asked, walking away from him.
"Aww, Kia... you're blushing," he said, following me and running his calloused finger along my heated cheek.
"Brian, stop it!" I said, smacking his hand away playfully.
"It's cute," he said, pushing me backwards on my bed and pressing kisses on my bare stomach down over my covered mound.
"Syn..." I groaned as he pulled my basketball shorts down over my thighs. I felt an electrical current everywhere he touched me... it was addictive.
"Kia..." he whispered against my soaked pussy. He reached his left hand up to stroke my nipple as he lowered his hot mouth on my clit.
"Fuck, Syn!" I screamed as his skilled tongue bathed my slit. I began to buck my hips, pushing my dripping pussy in his face. He stilled my body with one hand as he dipped his tongue inside of me.
"Damn, Kia," he groaned as he sloppily slurped my wetness, "You taste so fucking good."
He slipped two fingers deep inside of me, angling them to perfectly stroke my g-spot. I screamed his name as I squirted my juices into his waiting mouth. When I finally came down from my high, he looked at me and smirked...
"You know what?" he asked, " I think it's time for you to meet the band."
~*~*~*~
"Gates! Quit tongue-gagging her and bring her ass in here!" A tall, lanky man with his black hair cut in a funky hairstyle shouted out the open door. Jesus Christ, it's The Rev! I could hardly contain myself!
"Alright!" he shouted back. He had me pinned against his car, dominating my mouth with his. It all started with him getting me mentally prepped for the rest of Avenged and ended with this.
"You ready, Dollface?" he asked, planting a final kiss to my swollen lips. I nodded, though my heart was pounding uncomfortably in my chest.
He wrapped a protective arm around my waist and walked me up the stairs. He opened the door and escorted me through it.
"About fucking time!" Jimmy yelled, making me jump. Before I knew it, he was beside me, taking my hand in his and placing a small kiss on it. He moved like a snake. "And who is this delectable creature? I'm Jimmy." He winked at me.
"She is mine, James," Syn said, staring daggers at him.
"Your what exactly, Brian?" Jimmy asked, raising an eyebrow.
Syn opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by a short man with blond and black hair styled in a Mohawk bursting in the door. Johnny fucking Christ!
"Sorry I'm late," he began but stopped when he saw me, "Hello," he said, winking at me and prolonging the 'o' sound.
"Back off, Short Shit!" Syn barked. I was in absolute shock... my favorite band was here...fighting over me!
"Fuck you, Cripple!" Johnny shot back. Johnny struck a cord but Syn wasn't about to let him know it.
"Jesus, do you guys ever fucking stop?" asked a man with black hair, green eyes, and full, pouty lips... it was Zacky V... I was gonna die!
"He started it," Johnny said, pointing at Brian like a child.
"Well, I'm finishing it," A voice said from the top of the staircase, I looked up to see a tall, muscular man with broad shoulders, tattoos, aviator sunglasses and a lip ring. The one and only: M. Shadows. Change of panties anyone?
"And who the hell are you, Shadows?" Syn asked, turning his head roughly to look at him.
"I'm Daddy," Matt said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Bullshit, you're just a 'roided up jackass that chooses to wear sunglasses inside...real smart," Syn said, laughing.
"I'm not 'roided up..." Matt said, taking off his sunglasses. "Who's that?"
"This is my... friend, Kia," Syn said with a smile. "Kia, this is everybody."
"That introduction doesn't do us justice, Gates, " Zacky said, wiggling his eyebrows and looking at me, "I'm Zacky."
"Nice to meet you," I said, blushing.
"What about me? Was it nice to meet me?" Jimmy asked, pouting like a child... he was too cute.
"It was nice to meet you, too, Jimmy," I said with a laugh.
Matt made his way down the staircase and took my hand in his: "I'm Matt." My hand seemed so small in his. I smiled at him broadly and told him how nice it was to meet him.
"Kia, I'm Johnny... Do you wanna hang out sometime? Just you and me?" Johnny asked with a smirk. I must have turned twenty different shades of red when he asked me that...
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked, uncomfortably.
"I do... but when have a very open relationship," he said, licking his lips seductively. Jesus, Johnny Christ.
"Well, we don't," Syn said, staring him down.
"But Syn, you said she was a friend... We share friends here," Johnny reminded him. I felt nauseous... damn the Rockstar lifestyle.
"Yeah, Syn... She's a friend," Jimmy said, snaking a long, slender arm around my waist, sending chills up my spine.
"This is different," Brian said, pulling me away from Jimmy.
"How is this different?" Zacky asked, undressing me with his beautiful, green eyes.
"Enough! If he doesn't want to share, he doesn't have to! Now, I suggest you guys treat her like a friend and not a cock target," Matt said sternly. I was halfway happy that he intervened. Syn walked me to the large living room of whoever's house this was and pulled me close next to him.
"I guess your right," Johnny said, eyes downcast, "you want a beer?"
"Of course she doesn't! She wants one of those girly drinks, dontcha?" Jimmy asked looking at me excitedly, "I make the best girly drinks!"
"No, thank you, Jimmy... I don't drink," I said feeling a bit bad... he had really wanted to make me a drink. A disappointed look painted his face.
"You want a smoke?" Zacky asked, offering me a Marlboro.
"I don't smoke, either," I said, declining.
"Jesus, what are you... a nun?" Matt asked, taking a swig of his beer.
"No," Syn said, smiling, "She's a nurse."
