"Can't believe I'm doing this," I muttered. I walked out of the bathroom and met the boys in the front lounge. They looked at me and all broke out laughing. I glared at them and lifted my skirt up, fluttering it around.
"Wow," Vic said.
"You look so cool!" Jaime exclaimed.
"Really?"
"Yeah! You look Spanish and hot," Mike told me. I blushed and looked down. I looked at the dress again. It was beautiful and loud, it just wasn't very modest. There were bright colours and bold patters. We've been filming the music video for Bulls In The Bronx. They let me star as the female lead and I only have my part to do now. I did the kissing scene, which felt uncomfortable. I could see Mike watching accusingly off set.
"Do you need to go?" Tony asked.
"In a minute," I nodded. "Vic can I talk to you?"
"Sure," he nodded. We walked to the back of the bus and into the back lounge. I saw the boys follow us with their eyes but Vic closed the door behind me. We sat down and I looked at him anxiously. "You okay?" he questioned.
"Yeah, I've just been thinking. You finish this tour soon,"
"Two weeks," he nodded.
"And the day you go home is my birthday. Which means I only have two weeks to complete the list,"
"I didn't see it like that, you're right,"
"That's why I want to get two things done tonight,"
"Okay, what else do you want to do?"
"The next thing is to hook up with a friend. And I was wondering if you'd do that for me?" I asked cautiously.
"Me?" Vic asked reluctantly.
"Well, Tony and Jaime both have girlfriends. I don't want to get in that. And Mike . . . I don't think it's a good idea. But you're single and you're one of my best friends now," I explained.
"You're one of mine," he nodded slowly.
"So, will you?"
"I know why you don't want sex with Mike. I get it. But I don't think he's does," Vic replied. "I'll do it, Kay'. But I want you to explain to him before this tour is up,"
"I will, I promise," I sighed. I reached forward and hugged Vic. He squeezed me and patted my back.
"Go on. You need to get your Spanish on," he laughed.
"Thanks Vic," I smiled. I got up and walked out of the back lounge. Then I left the bus. I walked over to the warehouse where the scene was being shot and walked inside. I met the producer and he directed me. I went in front of the camera and got ready.
I walked back by the bus in a dressing gown they gave me. I saw Mike outside and he looked up. I smiled and he grinned back at me. I saw a joint in his hand and I raised my eyebrows. "How'd it go?" Mike asked.
"It was awesome! Wait until you see it, you'll love it!" I exclaimed.
"Can't wait," he smiled softly.
"Mike, you know we're close? You know that right?" I asked seriously.
"I know that," he nodded.
"Are you high?"
"Yes," he replied seriously.
"How much have you had?"
"This is my second," he told me.
"Can I have some? Please," I tried.
"I thought it was a one time thing,"
"It was, but I need it now,"
"Tough day?" he laughed. Mike passed it to me and I took it gratefully.
"Its about to get tougher," I put it to my lips and inhaled deeply. I let it flood through me, my eyes rolling back into my head with satisfaction. I felt the dizzy, high relief in it. I exhaled and went straight for another drag. I carried on and Mike watched me carefully. I smoked it all and crushed the remains with my heel.
"Are you okay?" he asked seriously.
"I'm so sorry, Mike. I really am," I breathed. Then I reached up to kiss Mike on the cheek. I knew I was high as I walked inside. I said hello to Jaime and Tony, then went to Vic. He was standing by his bunk. I started grinning at him and he looked at me strangely. He smelt my clothes and raised his eyebrows.
"Are you high?" Vic asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"You sure you want to do this?"
"I do," I nodded again. Vic opened the curtain of his bunk and I got inside. He closed it and I sat at the top of the bed. "I don't want this to be loving and affectionate, Vic. It needs to friendly, not perfect," I told him quietly.
"I understand," he told me. Vic hugged me first and then tugged the cord of my dressing gown. I slipped it off and saw his eyes sweep over my body. I smiled lightly at him. Vic took his shirt off and then his jeans. "As friends?" Vic asked.
"As friends," I confirmed. I took my underwear off and Vic did the same. I didn't want to kiss him and I don't think he wanted to kiss me either. He knows this is wrong. The less contact we have the better. I laid back and he climbed on top of me. Vic ran his fingers through my hair and my hand went down to his crotch. I ran my fingers down his length, gently caressing him to get him hard.
"Suck my neck, just under my ear," Vic told me. I did as told and slowly felt him get hard in my hand. "Are you wet enough?" Vic asked quietly.
"No," I shook my head.
"What do you want me to do?'
"Just put the condom on," I muttered. Vic turned to open the pack and I brought my hand down to my slit. I touched myself, rubbing on my clit. I held in a moan, but felt myself getting wet.
"Ready?" Vic asked.
"Just do it," I muttered. Vic positioned himself on top of me again. I spread my thighs and Vic put just his tip resting at my entrance, lining up. Then he pushed himself in me slowly, letting me get used to him once he was all in. I gave him and nod and he started to thrust, first slowly then fast and hard. I lay back and tried to enjoy it. Vic was attractive, he was smart, funny. Millions of fans would kill to be me now. I did enjoy. I knew he was enjoying it. So was I. His hands travelled over my body and mine did the same. But it was friendly, like it should be. Vic groaned loudly and I clasped my hand over his mouth. He laughed and I rolled my eyes. 'Sorry' Vic mouthed to me. I shrugged.
"I'm close," he muttered.
"Okay," I nodded. Vic came inside me and breathed heavily. He got off of me and lay next to me. I rolled onto my stomach. "Thanks," Vic gasped.
"You too," I told him.
"It was good," he stated.
"It was . . . But,"
"Mike, right?" he guessed.
"Kind of," I told him and he widened his eyes. "Okay, yes,"
"That's good, Kay', just tell him, please,"
"I will, I promise," I nodded. "I just feel so guilty,"
"This didn't mean anything,"
"He won't believe that though. I don't want to mess things up, Vic," I said as I put my dressing gown back on.
"You can sort it," he reassured me.
"Really?" I asked hopefully.
"I promise," he smiled gently.
"Thanks," I muttered. Vic opened his arms and I lay next to him. He squeezed me and I reached up to kiss his cheek. It wasn't like that though. This was friendly, it was Mike that I liked.

Notes

I hope you liked this! Please let me know what you think! If you're not into smut sorry but there won't be loads, I promise. I'll update soon! :)