Through the Lens

I laid on my back in my bed, eyes staring at the ceiling. Being passed midnight with a show tomorrow, everyone was probably still asleep and staying in for the night. I was tired. Not even a day into the tour and my body was already giving up. The jet lag was wreaking havoc on my brain. I had fallen asleep for a few hours but woke up and couldn't get back to sleep.

I sighed a bit and turned my head looking over to my phone that was sitting on the night table next to my bed. After staring at it for a moment and debating if I should text Tony to see if he was awake, I reached over and grabbed it. I pressed the home button and unlocked my phone. Scrolling down a few texts, I opened the messages between him and I.

I began to type. 'Hey, just wondering if you're still awake over there? I'm tired but can't really sleep now.' Sent.

I laid on my side and watched my phone for a reply. Within a couple of seconds, I could see him typing back to me. I hope I didn't wake him.

'I'm having the same problem too. Guess it's the time difference. Want me to hang out over there with you for a bit?' He replied.

Oh dear god. My heart tried to leap out of my chest as he texted that to me.

'Sure. I'll unlock the door for you.' Sent.

I put my phone back down onto the night table and leaped out of my bed, running over to the mirror checking my hair making sure I didn't look too bad. I then walked to the door of my room and waited. I could hear the clicking next door of the bands door, open and close.

A light knock came from the other side of my door. I moved my hands to unlock the chain lock and then opened the door to see Tony standing there. He obviously looked exhausted, probably more so than I was.

"Hey, come on in." I whispered.

He nodded a bit and took a few steps into the room as I closed the door behind him.

"Do you get like this every tour?" I asked.

Tony nodded again. "Honestly, yeah. Sometimes I can't sleep for a long time. Usually I don't have anyone to talk to though, so I end up just laying in bed staring at the ceiling."

I chuckled. "That's exactly what I was doing for a good while before I messaged you."

"We're on the same page then." Tony said.

Even though the light in my room was dim, I could see a slight smile on his face. I blushed and knew he couldn't see it. Thank goodness.

"If you want we can uh... Lay down on the bed..." I whispered as I moved towards my bed and pulled the sheets up.

"That... Would be really nice." He smiled and walked around to the other side of the bed and sat on the edge of it.

I sat down as well and then laid down, pulling the sheets over my body. Tony did the same. He turned and looked directly into my eyes. Our bodies were close enough to each other to feel the warmth radiating from one another. As he stared, he moved closer and placed an arm over me, pulling me to him.

I blushed even more, but I'm sure he would see it this time.

He smiled, not taking his eyes off mine. "You're beautiful... Especially when you're blushing..." He whispered.

Before I could even protest what he had said, I felt his lips meet mine for a soft kiss.

I felt breathless in that moment. My body felt weak and I gave in to him. My eyes closed and I moved my arm to slowly wrap around his back. My body felt as if it was being pulled even closer to his. He was so warm.

I felt his hand reach up and tangle his fingers in my hair. The kiss deepened and my chest pressed against his. Our lips parted for a moment for air and then immediately went back to each other, crashing, our teeth hitting. His hand slowly moved down my side. As he got to the bottom of my shirt, I felt his fingertips glide across my skin and a chill go up my spine.

"Oh gosh..." I mumbled under his lips, which made him grab at my hip and pull me to the point of me almost being on top of him.

"Fuck..." His voice shook. I could feel him holding back everything, obviously not wanting to get too out of hand.

My own hands began to wander as one reached the bottom of his shirt as well. I gave no second thought and began to pull his shirt up.

Our lips parted once again as he quickly sat up and reached his hands over his head and behind his back to pull his shirt off, revealing his now exposed torso to me, covered in tattoos. His lips found their way back to mine with his body now hovering over me. I couldn't help but to let a small moan escape. This aroused him even more as his hand began to wander once again, down my side and to my hip, grabbing my right ass cheek firmly.

His lips pulled away from mine once again, only this time to connect with the soft skin on my neck. He growled a bit and kissed at first, but then began to become more rough, sucking and biting, leaving small red marks along my skin.

Both of my hands rested on the back of his head, keeping his lips on my skin, letting out a tiny moan whenever I felt him bite.

"I need you... So badly..." Tony whispered into my ear, his breath hot and making me shiver again.

"Oh, Tony..." I whimpered.

His lips met mine once again, the passion was undeniable. My tongue flicked gently across his lips. His left hand moved down and came to the top of my sleep shorts. He paused for a moment but then he began to undo the tie. He then removed his lips from mine back down to my neck, but then slowly kissing down the front of my chest through the material of my shirt to my stomach, placing both of his hands on my hips, kissing the spot right above my shorts.

One of my hands remained on the back of his head. As he got closer to my shorts, I gripped his hair a bit more.

He moved both of his hands to my shorts and gently began to pull down the front, his lips still on my skin.

My hand gripped at his hair more and my eyes shut tight. "T-Tony..." I mumbled.

Tony stopped and looked up towards me. "Yeah?"

I opened my eyes and looked down to him. My body was shaking a bit, clearly nervous. "As much as I want to... Not yet..." I whispered. I felt so guilty and almost as if I had lead him on.

His eyes stayed locked on mine, but he slowly retreated, putting my shorts back to the way they were but still leaving them untied. "I-I'm sorry..." He sat up with his hand still resting on my upper thigh.

I sighed and continued to watch him. "You really don't have to be sorry, Tony..."

Tony stayed silent for a moment and then moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. He picked his shirt up off the bed and put it back on as he walked to the door.

I sat up and my eyes followed as he opened the door and closed it behind himself. I continued to stare at the door, hoping he would come back... But he didn't.

Notes

Well now... nice and spicy! Hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for more chapters! <3