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Xavier
IstoodnexttoJones and Mack in a hallway inside an arena in a town I couldn’t think of off the top of my head. It was time for a meet and greet. The tour manager we’d had before Layla had loved to book us for those kinds of things, even though he knew I fucking hated them. Without my drums to hide behind, I was miserable in front of people. I hated the camera flashes and the talking. Even the sounds. Everything was too fucking loud. I was already sweating and we hadn’t even gone out to face the crowd.
“You’re good, X.” Jones squeezed my shoulder. “We’ll handle most of the questions, like always. You just sit there and look pretty, okay?”
I appreciated my best friends more than they knew. We’d gone through everything together. From growing up to war, we’d been together for so long that we didn’t even have to put words to our feelings anymore. I knew they both knew how I felt about the meet and greets. It was just part of the job, though. I had to do it.
I looked around for Layla but couldn’t find her. She’d kept to herself since the morning after she ran away. She’d kept to herself before then, too, but it was even worse after. She barely showed her face unless there was a group of people around us. That’s why it would’ve made sense for her to be around then.
“Give it a rest, X. She’s not interested in us. Even if she was here, she wouldn’t be.” Mack leaned against the wall and groaned. “I’m beginning to think we’ll just wake up one morning and she’ll have just been a dream.”
I frowned. “Are you high?”
He looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “No, I’m not fucking high. I’m sad over a woman for the first time since I was a teenager and it fucking sucks. I’ve been writing sappy love songs and they all suck because what the fuck do I know about love? I would love to be high instead of sad. Yet, here I am.”
Jones snorted. “Wow. We’re pathetic.”
I heard Billy announce our names and my hands began to shake. “Yep. Pretty fucking pathetic.”
The sound of cheers erupted through the arena and I flinched. Walking out towards what felt like hell wasn’t natural and my body fought me every step of the way. The set up made everything even worse. The table we were supposed to sit at was on the stage and there was a line of people at the steps leading up to the stage that snaked around the arena for longer than I cared to see. We would be on display the whole time. There was no escaping.
I balanced on the edge of the metal folding chair, listening to it creak under my weight. I wanted to run. The screams filling the room echoed through my brain and twisted into screams from a different time. My leg bounced and I felt like my vision started to blur. The air was too hot, too still. I couldn’t get enough of it, yet my lungs felt like they were too full, overfilling my chest until the pressure made me hurt. Everyone was watching, everyone could see me. I couldn’t lift my eyes from the table, couldn’t make myself look at all the bodies, all the-
“Come with me, big guy.”
Layla. She stood next to me on the stage, her smile strained as she grabbed my arm and tried to physically lift me from the chair. I stood on shaky legs and felt myself sway. She stood right in front of me and put both of her hands on my chest, bracing me.
“Sorry, folks. Just couldn’t keep my hands off this one.” Layla smiled at the crowd and then looked up at me. Her voice reached me even as she whispered in the deafening room. “Breathe, Xavier. In and out. Now, let’s get you out of here.”
I managed to stumble after her and followed her out of the arena and down the hallway we’d come out of. Her hand was on my arm, pulling me along the whole way. When we were away from the sound of the arena, she turned and shocked me by wrapping her arms around me and holding me. I didn’t understand what she was doing in my panicked state but the longer she held me, the easier breathing felt.
“I’m so sorry, Xavier. I just kept the appearance schedule that was already in place. If I’d known, I would never have let you go out there.” She pulled back and ran her hands over my face. “Never again. Okay? Mack and Jones don’t seem to mind the face to face stuff. They can do it, okay? I’ll go through the promotion schedule and fix it. No more.”
I stared down at her, feeling her hands stroking my face and hearing the pain in her voice, and I didn’t understand how the guys thought she didn’t want us. I cupped the side of her neck. “I’m okay. I… Thank you. I’m sorry. Having a panic attack isn’t exactly the rockstar look you were probably hoping for.”
She turned her face into my hand and kissed my palm. “Shut up. You’re the badass drummer of a top rock band. That’s rockstar enough. It’s not anything to be embarrassed by. I hope you know that. If you ever want to talk about it, I’m here. I’m not putting you through that ever again, though. Billy and Mr. Bingham and everyone else can go fuck themselves. I can’t watch you suffer.”
I licked my lips and watched as she kissed my palm again. Then, she shocked the hell out of me by standing tall and pressing her lips to mine. Before I could react, though, she pulled away and backed up a few feet.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” She pressed her fingertips to her mouth and glanced at my lips. “I was just…”
I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth to mine. When she arched into me, I was lost. Everything else was forgotten and all that mattered was her. I spun her around and pinned her to the wall, kissing her like I’d been dying to for weeks. She immediately wrapped her legs around my waist and moaned when I rocked into her.
Her hands were all over me, touching and grabbing my hair, my beard, my shirt. She finally locked her hands in my hair and held on tight while rolling her hips and moaning into my kiss. “Xavier, please, yes.”
I rocked my dick into her and growled. My world had narrowed until it was just her. She was the center of everything and I needed to be inside her. Our hold had worked her sexy little pencil skirt up her thighs a good ways and I shoved it up higher. Jerking her panties to the side, I felt her wetness coat my fingers as soon as I grazed her slit. She was ready for me.
“Xavier!” Her eyes focused on mine and she reached between us to fumble with my pants. “Inside me. Now.”
I freed my dick from my pants in a matter of seconds and covered her mouth with mine as I thrust deep, filling her completely. Her pussy pulsed around me, so hot and wet that I wanted to cry.
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Layla
AfternotbeingwithXavier for weeks, the way his dick stretched me was intense. I clung to him, desperate for him like he was my oxygen. He kissed me, taking in my screams of pleasure, and released his need on me. He fucked me against that wall with what felt like every bit of his strength. I clawed at his back as his dick pummeled me against the wall. Faster and harder, the sounds we made faded to animalistic grunts and cries.
When neither of us could focus on kissing, he pressed his hand over my mouth to silence me and swore when I bit his palm. He met my gaze and bared his teeth while driving my ass into the wall with his powerful thrusts.
