This Love Was Out of Control
Congratulations!
*Vic’s POV*
“We better win this shit. I quit my job for this,” Tony quickly spat out, making all of us halt our praying to stare at him.
“You did what?!” Jaime wailed at him.
“And the winner is…” A drum roll began, all of us praying to god and hoping that we won. “PIERCE THE VEIL!”
My heart sank. I can’t breathe. Am I having a heart attack?! No, that’s just me thinking I am because we just fucking won! I’ve wanted this all my life, and now, I have it. We cheered and ran on stage, jumping up and down and screaming at the top of our lungs. Tony and Jaime were super excited, but Mike and I? Holy fucking shit.
“Congratulations! Here is your check for $100,000 and one of the record lables will assign you to them after the show!” the man said, placing the check in my hand. “Is there anything you guys want to say?”
Of course, there were a million things I wanted to say. But I know that time is short and we wanted to run out of here and celebrate. I slowly grasped the microphone in my hand and froze. “Well, guys, there’s so much I wanna say. This is my dream. My brother and I have wanted this for months now, and look at us. We did it,” I blushed and smiled. Mike put his arm around the back of my neck and he let it hang there, swaying back and forth, just smiling out to the crowd standing on their feet in silence, letting me commence in my mini speech. Jaime and Tony stood right beside us. “It wasn’t too long ago when I asked my boyfriend and his best friend to join our band. And it wasn’t too long ago when I found out what the word “Pierce the Veil” meant in my Biology class with Mr. Davidson. I could go on and on about what Pierce the Veil means, but I realize that I can’t because, well, we’re out of time. Thank you all so much for giving us the opportunity to come back and shine a light on this stage!”
Jaime snatched the mic from my hand. “Thank you guys! I love you!” Some girls screamed and cried out to Jaime. “Hey! I see you,” he pointed and flashed his amazing smile. They cried a little more and raised their fists in the air, jumping up and down. Damn, these girls were true fan girls. They fan girl hard. I just laughed and saw Mike take the microphone from Jaime’s hand.
“It’s been our dream for a while. I’d just like to say thanks to the judges for putting us in the Final Five and giving us a second chance. And the audience, holy fuck! You guys put a smile on my ugly face! We came here a couple months ago and we had the misfortune of not making it and backing down from the competition. I’m very joyful of us winning this contest and being signed to a record label. Words don’t describe. Thank you!”
“You’re beautiful!” some girl shouted in the back. Mike blushed on stage and formed a heart with his hands and showed it to her, but the crowd didn’t wanna take it as only for her so everyone put their hands up and Mike swayed his hands from one end of the stage to the other.
“We’re Pierce the Veil! Thank you so much!” I shouted through the microphone when I abducted it from Mike.
I can’t believe, well erm, actually I can believe that Of Mice and Men didn’t make it. Austin told me he doesn’t think they’ll win because they didn’t practice, but they still had the chance to try. And they did, so it wasn’t a big loss if they didn’t win. I’m so happy for Kellin! My best friend got third place! That’s still awesome! Sleeping with Sirens gets $25,000! They worked for it and gave it their all and look where they’re at. The Color Morale were the shit. They were just as amazing as any other band. They sang a song called Learned Behavior and it hits me for some reason. Each song that they've sang hits me, it really does.
We walked backstage and saw everyone packing up or just bumming around talking and laughing. I skipped over to Kellin and Jenna, who were smiling at each other. She congratulated him and shook his hand. That’s weird. They never really talked that much. I guess being in a band really makes you bond with people you were never friends with. I really wanna do a collaboration with Sleeping with Sirens. We’ll see, I don’t even know why I’m talking right now. We just won and we haven’t been signed yet. I think I’m getting to ahead of myself because I’m excited.
“Hey, Kellin!” I shouted, shooing myself away from the rest of my band. Jenna and Kellin shot their heads in my direction, waving and smiling at me. “Congrats, man! I’m proud of you!”
“What are you talking about? We made third place, not first like you guys,” he pouted and stuck his lip out in a cute way. Haaa, underlip swag. I like to call it that now.
I patted him on the shoulder and offered a comforting smile. “You still made it, Kels. Be very proud that you made it this far. Not everyone can say they made it to the Final Five and be top three in the end. Remember that.”
~~~
We all went out to a club in celebration of being first place in Battle of the Bands. After the show, Fearless Records was the label for us, taking in all that we’ve done. This truly is my dream and I still can’t believe we hit the top dead on.
I was so oblivious to my surroundings that I didn’t apprehend I was grinding on some girl behind me. I didn’t really give a shit though because I know it has no significance and Jaime was watching me, just careful of how much he was drinking. Let me tell you, if Mike and I go to bars or clubs or whatever, we go all out and drink till we can’t breathe…or pass out I guess, but I’m pretty sure Jaime won’t let that happen, right?
Right. I saw him being vigilant from a distance, just eyeing my every move while Tony ordered another drink. I’m not sure what type, but I knew it was something heavy. Caesar and Frenchi came along with us to the club since they were at the show watching the performance. Mike and his girlfriend were slow dancing in the other room where the DJ played softer music away from the dance floor I was on. I didn’t even know that a club played soft music in another room. It was adorable how well they got along together, but she still pisses me off no matter what. My opinion about her isn't changing anytime soon.
My eyes were quite blurry from all the drinks I had as I gawked at the door opening. If my eyes aren’t deceiving me, Kellin popped his way through along with Katelynne, and they were…holding hands? What? I thought Kellin was gay! Guess he turned out to be Bi or something if he‘s holding hands with his old long-time friend, not that I care; it’s just different how he was so into me and then all of a sudden, Katelynne comes along and he falls for her instantly.
He waved his hand over at me, signaling me that he was here and ready to shimmy his ass on the dance floor. I tried floating my hand in the air when I felt my eyes grow heavy. My arm fell to the side and my body collapsed to the ground, sending my back first onto the cold floor.
“Oh my god, Vic!” I heard Kellin scream from across the room over the loud music blaring through the speakers. “Are you alright?!”
*Jaime’s POV*
I saw Kellin and Katelynne walk through the club doors. He even waved at my Vic. I guess it’s fine. Bad vibes of jealously surround me every time Vic and Kellin come in contact with each other. I don’t know why. Is it because he knew him longer than me? Is it because of what happened months ago? I’m not sure, but it bugs the shit out of me and I don‘t want it to affect anything between us.
I faced the guy serving Tony another drink because I couldn’t stand the sight of Kellin sometimes. I peered my eyes down at my drink and stared at my fingers. My vision was still ok and I could see clearly. I watched as Caesar sat on Tony’s lap, slowly dancing on him for him to get up and party with her. I smiled at myself knowing how hard she was trying just to please him. Tony is a hard one to crack and I can’t believe she likes him. But love is love. Caesar is outgoing, hilarious, and fun. Tony is well-reserved, quiet, and shy for the most part.
Tony finally slammed his drink down on the counter, completely not caring if he finished it or not and rushed to the dance floor. When I turned around to watch him get his boogy on, Vic was on the floor and Kellin was by his side, trying to help him off the ground. I quickly chucked my drink at the bartender, sliding it across the table and hurdling off my seat, running over to Vic.
“Oh my god, Vic!” Kellin screamed from across the room over the loud music blaring through the speakers. “Are you alright?!” He patted his shoulder, seeing if he would awaken.
I threw myself at Vic, who was out like a light on the tiled floor. “Vic! Vic!” I took a quick glance at Kellin who was trying to help Vic to his feet by holding him under his arm pits, slowly springing him up. “Move away, Kellin! I got this!” I pushed him back, almost tipping him over someone dancing with their partner behind him.
Vic finally stood up, wobbling and shaking as he took his first step trying to walk a little. “I’m fine, th-thanks.”
“Are you ok, babe?!” I said with a nervous tone of voice. I held onto his arm just in case he were to fall again.
“I’m ok, I s-swear. Jusssssst a lil drunk, that’s allll,” Vic slurred, giggling like a child and flashing a smile that seemed like it belonged to a kid with a disability.
“Yeah, you’re drunk.” I flung his arm around my neck, helping him over to a chair. He sat down and rested his head on my chest while I stood in front of him. Kellin followed behind me and stood on my right side, watching me stroke Vic’s hair.
“Why do you hate me so much?” Kellin questioned, leaning on the counter and resting his chin in the palm of his hand.
I shot my head up but continued to play with Vic’s hair as his eyes slowly began to shut. “What? I don’t hate you. Where would you get that idea?”
He shrugged. “I sense it. The way you speak to me and stare at me when I’m around Vic, you get agitated and I see it in your eyes.” I glanced down at my shoes until he spoke again. “Listen, I know you and Vic are together, but you can’t keep me away from him. He’s my best friend and I don’t have anyone else. That song you guys played at Battle of the Bands, I know that was for you. But it was also for me. Vic said he was featuring another person backstage and I knew for a fact it was me. When he sang if I were you, I‘d put that away, it touched me because I knew exactly what he was talking about. It’s something you won’t understand.”
“Try me,” I demanded.
He sighed and took a seat next to me. He gulped down the rest of Tony’s drink. “Don’t judge me when I tell you this. I turned to the blade a lot, like really hurt myself when things gone wrong for me. If something pisses me off or made me upset, I would always rush to the cabinet, take out my extra sharp razor and just…” He was choking up. “My dad was always the reason for my self-harm. He was very abusive and I’m just glad we left that hell hole. I couldn't stand to see him beat my mom, and then rush over to me when she could no longer defend for herself.”
His words stung me in the heart. The pain he must’ve felt gliding a blade across his sensitive skin. “I had no idea,” I managed to say, not bothering to look him in the eyes.
“Of course you didn’t,” he stated. His polar blue eyes were peering into my soul, I could feel it. Just the way he tensed his jaw muscle when he stared at me made me uncomfortable as ever.
~~~
Vic and Mike drifted their ways after the club and Tony drove us home. I really want all of us to live together or something because it’s annoying as hell how we have to keep traveling over there with our items and they don’t lift a finger. Some way or another, we’re all gonna have to live together.
The night was cold and the wind blew through my window, sending a sparkly chill down my stomach in the result of no shirt. I lay in my bed, just staring at the ceiling which had a lack of color. All white, no decorations, no boldness in the texture; just all white.
I wish Vic was here, I thought to myself as I twisted my body and shifted the covers over me. I glanced at the clock and to my surprise, it was only 10:36 pm. We came home early because Vic was feeling sick to his stomach from all the drinking and Caesar had somewhere to be, which left Tony alone again.
I heard a knock at my door. It slightly cracked open with a voice of absolutely no one there. I didn’t bother to rotate my body around to see who it would be because I already knew it was Tony. He slowly tiptoed his way over to my bed, drawing the cover off me and sliding into bed.
“Tony, why are you in my bed? You have one of your own,” I said with an annoyed tone.
“It’s me, idiot,” I heard Vic’s voice sing.
I quickly sprung up and shifted my positon. “Vic? What’re you doing here?”
“Tony let me in. He’s downstairs watching TV out of bordem,” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“I thought you felt sick?”
“I feel better, now that I’m with you.”
“Shut up,” I giggled, blushing as he touched my cheek with his fingers. “I wanted you to come over anyway.”
“Did you now?” he winked.
“Of course. I love you, why wouldn’t I want you here with me?”
He quietly chuckled, getting on top of me and kissing my neck tenderly. He straddled my hips, tightening his mouth on my neck.
“Vic,” I whispered, rolling him over so he was on the bottom. “Are we gonna do this right now?”
His eyes were full of lust and passion. I could tell he wanted this. “You promised me a happy ending, and a happy ending imma get,” he winked.
That’s true. I’m not gonna lie. I did promise him a happy ending if we make first place, and we did. “Alright, babe. A promise is a promise. Take off your shirt or else I’m ripping it off…with my teeth.”
He fastly aroused his shirt and threw it near the dresser. “I like the second option, but I guess I’m capable of lifting my own shirt. Thing is, I can’t pull off my skinnies; my back will start hurting again. Would you mind unbuttoning and removing it?” he smiled, biting his lip and chuckling a little.
“Victor Fuentes, you sly motherfucker,” I joked, starting to unzip the zipper. I dragged off his jeans, sending it over the edge of the bed. “I’ll just take these off as well.” I quickly pulled off his boxer briefs and tossed it over to where his jeans were. He moaned quietly at my action, biting down on his lip again.
“Get in me already, Preciado! Now!”
I briskly tucked my head inside my shirt, pulling it over my shoulders. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off as well. I dragged his body right up against mine, his ass hitting my stomach which angled his legs on either side of me. I slowly seized his dick in my hand, wrapping my fingers around his member and began to jerk my wrist up and down at a steady pace. He quietly moaned at my action, letting his head fall back on the pillow.
“You know what would make this more fun?” I asked, a smirk pulling at my lips. I got up and headed over to the drawer.
“What could possibly be better than us making love right now? You getting up and stopping was just…oh, oh hell yeah. Never mind. ”
I showed him a pair of steal shackles that appeared from my drawer, letting them dangle from my fingers. I smirked at him, which only made him moan a little more.
“Get over here and finish me!” he screamed.
“Hey, hey ya nasties?!” Tony knocked harshly on the door. “Can you keep it down in there, I’m going to sleep. I don’t need to here you guys moaning and shit.” I heard his foot steps leave the door way.
“At least he didn’t barge in on us,” Vic said, laughing a little.
I walked over to him and hopped on the bed, smiling with a teasing look in my eyes. I took his right arm and shackled it to the bed frame. Repeating my torture to his other hand, I cuffed him up tight so he couldn‘t have the opportunity to hold on to anything. “I’m gonna be rough. That’s what my kind of happy ending is. You wanted it, and now you got it.”
“I want it. I want you, Jaime,” he gasped, wanting to remove his hands from the cuffs.
“Getting feisty already, are we?” I winked, wrapping my fingers around his dick and dangerously pumping at a slow speed.
“Oh, Jaime. Mmm, yeah.”
I took advantage of Vic squirming under me. Staring from the base of his dick, I licked the underside all the way to the tip and placed my mouth on it. I sucked him off while he continued to moan. He bucked his hips inside my mouth, making me deep throat it all the way to the back. I pulled out quickly to spit on his dick, rubbing my thumb over the crease. I took all of him inside me again, bobbing my head up and down.
“Jaime,” he whispered. “Now, I want you. I want you inside of me,” he groaned, his hands begging to be released from the bed frame, shaking them ferociously. “No prep, no teasing, no condom, no lube. I just want you.”
“How bad?” I sat up and stared at his lust eyes filled with romance.
“So bad,” he moaned.
“You want the shackles off?” I smirked, dipping my head down to suck on his skin.
“Please,” he begged. Having the shackles off would mean he would have an advantage to hold something. I want him to really feel it.
“Earn it, pretty boy.” I pushed inside of him without a warning. He gasped, trying to steady his breathing but it wouldn’t work. He wrapped his legs around my waist to pull me closer. His moans were getting louder with every thrust, sending his head to fall back on the pillow yet once again.
“Mmm, fuck. Jaime…” He clenched his eyes shut, wanting to hold in all the moans he wanted to release.
I thrusted harder into him, causing him to cry out. “What? Can’t handle it, Fuentes? You want your hands back?” I hope I wasn’t going too far with this. His eyes opened a little and a small tear escaped his peripheral. “Do you give up?”
“N-Never. I can do it,” he whispered. He leaned his head back down and that’s when I started to pick up the pace. Harder. Faster. “So good.”
“Do you give in? You want something to hold on to?”
He clenched his jaw and stared in my eyes. “No, no, no, no.” He moaned louder and louder and it wasn’t getting any quieter. “Ah, fuck! Jaime!”
“Tell me what you want.” I pushed inside of him, hitting his prostate with ever thrust, deeper and deeper.
“I want out! I can’t! F-Fuck!” he screamed, closing his eyes and letting another tear fall down his cheek.
Still thrusting inside of him, I uncuffed the shackles and threw them off the bed. He quickly tightened his grip on my back and held me close. The sound of our thighs smacking together filled the room. He dug his fingers into my shoulders, dragging his nails down my back. I know for a fact that there are going to be scratch marks and red stains tomorrow in that area.
He wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling my lips to his and kissing me roughly. “I love you,” he said, barely above a whisper.
With a couple more shots of penetration, I released inside of him, my eyes seeing stars. I moaned loudly, causing Vic to send him tipping over the edge as well. I fell to his right side to catch my breath. “I…love you too,” I smiled, kissing his cheek and booping his nose.
He snuggled up to my side, his warm breath being blown on my sweaty face. That actually feels amazing. Pure bliss filled the room with our heavy breathing and tired bodies. I wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Vic?”
“Yeah, Jaime?” His eyes were closed, but his mind was listening.
“Leave Friday open. All of it. I’m not working and I want to spend the day with you.”
“Alright, sounds good to me,” he said, drifting off into a deep sleep.
Sounds good? I hope it does. This day is just going to be me and him, no one around us, besides the places I wanna take him. Whatever I’m going to do on Friday, I’m gonna need help with it. I have it planned out, but I can’t do this alone.
“We better win this shit. I quit my job for this,” Tony quickly spat out, making all of us halt our praying to stare at him.
“You did what?!” Jaime wailed at him.
“And the winner is…” A drum roll began, all of us praying to god and hoping that we won. “PIERCE THE VEIL!”
My heart sank. I can’t breathe. Am I having a heart attack?! No, that’s just me thinking I am because we just fucking won! I’ve wanted this all my life, and now, I have it. We cheered and ran on stage, jumping up and down and screaming at the top of our lungs. Tony and Jaime were super excited, but Mike and I? Holy fucking shit.
“Congratulations! Here is your check for $100,000 and one of the record lables will assign you to them after the show!” the man said, placing the check in my hand. “Is there anything you guys want to say?”
Of course, there were a million things I wanted to say. But I know that time is short and we wanted to run out of here and celebrate. I slowly grasped the microphone in my hand and froze. “Well, guys, there’s so much I wanna say. This is my dream. My brother and I have wanted this for months now, and look at us. We did it,” I blushed and smiled. Mike put his arm around the back of my neck and he let it hang there, swaying back and forth, just smiling out to the crowd standing on their feet in silence, letting me commence in my mini speech. Jaime and Tony stood right beside us. “It wasn’t too long ago when I asked my boyfriend and his best friend to join our band. And it wasn’t too long ago when I found out what the word “Pierce the Veil” meant in my Biology class with Mr. Davidson. I could go on and on about what Pierce the Veil means, but I realize that I can’t because, well, we’re out of time. Thank you all so much for giving us the opportunity to come back and shine a light on this stage!”
Jaime snatched the mic from my hand. “Thank you guys! I love you!” Some girls screamed and cried out to Jaime. “Hey! I see you,” he pointed and flashed his amazing smile. They cried a little more and raised their fists in the air, jumping up and down. Damn, these girls were true fan girls. They fan girl hard. I just laughed and saw Mike take the microphone from Jaime’s hand.
“It’s been our dream for a while. I’d just like to say thanks to the judges for putting us in the Final Five and giving us a second chance. And the audience, holy fuck! You guys put a smile on my ugly face! We came here a couple months ago and we had the misfortune of not making it and backing down from the competition. I’m very joyful of us winning this contest and being signed to a record label. Words don’t describe. Thank you!”
“You’re beautiful!” some girl shouted in the back. Mike blushed on stage and formed a heart with his hands and showed it to her, but the crowd didn’t wanna take it as only for her so everyone put their hands up and Mike swayed his hands from one end of the stage to the other.
“We’re Pierce the Veil! Thank you so much!” I shouted through the microphone when I abducted it from Mike.
I can’t believe, well erm, actually I can believe that Of Mice and Men didn’t make it. Austin told me he doesn’t think they’ll win because they didn’t practice, but they still had the chance to try. And they did, so it wasn’t a big loss if they didn’t win. I’m so happy for Kellin! My best friend got third place! That’s still awesome! Sleeping with Sirens gets $25,000! They worked for it and gave it their all and look where they’re at. The Color Morale were the shit. They were just as amazing as any other band. They sang a song called Learned Behavior and it hits me for some reason. Each song that they've sang hits me, it really does.
We walked backstage and saw everyone packing up or just bumming around talking and laughing. I skipped over to Kellin and Jenna, who were smiling at each other. She congratulated him and shook his hand. That’s weird. They never really talked that much. I guess being in a band really makes you bond with people you were never friends with. I really wanna do a collaboration with Sleeping with Sirens. We’ll see, I don’t even know why I’m talking right now. We just won and we haven’t been signed yet. I think I’m getting to ahead of myself because I’m excited.
“Hey, Kellin!” I shouted, shooing myself away from the rest of my band. Jenna and Kellin shot their heads in my direction, waving and smiling at me. “Congrats, man! I’m proud of you!”
“What are you talking about? We made third place, not first like you guys,” he pouted and stuck his lip out in a cute way. Haaa, underlip swag. I like to call it that now.
I patted him on the shoulder and offered a comforting smile. “You still made it, Kels. Be very proud that you made it this far. Not everyone can say they made it to the Final Five and be top three in the end. Remember that.”
~~~
We all went out to a club in celebration of being first place in Battle of the Bands. After the show, Fearless Records was the label for us, taking in all that we’ve done. This truly is my dream and I still can’t believe we hit the top dead on.
I was so oblivious to my surroundings that I didn’t apprehend I was grinding on some girl behind me. I didn’t really give a shit though because I know it has no significance and Jaime was watching me, just careful of how much he was drinking. Let me tell you, if Mike and I go to bars or clubs or whatever, we go all out and drink till we can’t breathe…or pass out I guess, but I’m pretty sure Jaime won’t let that happen, right?
Right. I saw him being vigilant from a distance, just eyeing my every move while Tony ordered another drink. I’m not sure what type, but I knew it was something heavy. Caesar and Frenchi came along with us to the club since they were at the show watching the performance. Mike and his girlfriend were slow dancing in the other room where the DJ played softer music away from the dance floor I was on. I didn’t even know that a club played soft music in another room. It was adorable how well they got along together, but she still pisses me off no matter what. My opinion about her isn't changing anytime soon.
My eyes were quite blurry from all the drinks I had as I gawked at the door opening. If my eyes aren’t deceiving me, Kellin popped his way through along with Katelynne, and they were…holding hands? What? I thought Kellin was gay! Guess he turned out to be Bi or something if he‘s holding hands with his old long-time friend, not that I care; it’s just different how he was so into me and then all of a sudden, Katelynne comes along and he falls for her instantly.
He waved his hand over at me, signaling me that he was here and ready to shimmy his ass on the dance floor. I tried floating my hand in the air when I felt my eyes grow heavy. My arm fell to the side and my body collapsed to the ground, sending my back first onto the cold floor.
“Oh my god, Vic!” I heard Kellin scream from across the room over the loud music blaring through the speakers. “Are you alright?!”
*Jaime’s POV*
I saw Kellin and Katelynne walk through the club doors. He even waved at my Vic. I guess it’s fine. Bad vibes of jealously surround me every time Vic and Kellin come in contact with each other. I don’t know why. Is it because he knew him longer than me? Is it because of what happened months ago? I’m not sure, but it bugs the shit out of me and I don‘t want it to affect anything between us.
I faced the guy serving Tony another drink because I couldn’t stand the sight of Kellin sometimes. I peered my eyes down at my drink and stared at my fingers. My vision was still ok and I could see clearly. I watched as Caesar sat on Tony’s lap, slowly dancing on him for him to get up and party with her. I smiled at myself knowing how hard she was trying just to please him. Tony is a hard one to crack and I can’t believe she likes him. But love is love. Caesar is outgoing, hilarious, and fun. Tony is well-reserved, quiet, and shy for the most part.
Tony finally slammed his drink down on the counter, completely not caring if he finished it or not and rushed to the dance floor. When I turned around to watch him get his boogy on, Vic was on the floor and Kellin was by his side, trying to help him off the ground. I quickly chucked my drink at the bartender, sliding it across the table and hurdling off my seat, running over to Vic.
“Oh my god, Vic!” Kellin screamed from across the room over the loud music blaring through the speakers. “Are you alright?!” He patted his shoulder, seeing if he would awaken.
I threw myself at Vic, who was out like a light on the tiled floor. “Vic! Vic!” I took a quick glance at Kellin who was trying to help Vic to his feet by holding him under his arm pits, slowly springing him up. “Move away, Kellin! I got this!” I pushed him back, almost tipping him over someone dancing with their partner behind him.
Vic finally stood up, wobbling and shaking as he took his first step trying to walk a little. “I’m fine, th-thanks.”
“Are you ok, babe?!” I said with a nervous tone of voice. I held onto his arm just in case he were to fall again.
“I’m ok, I s-swear. Jusssssst a lil drunk, that’s allll,” Vic slurred, giggling like a child and flashing a smile that seemed like it belonged to a kid with a disability.
“Yeah, you’re drunk.” I flung his arm around my neck, helping him over to a chair. He sat down and rested his head on my chest while I stood in front of him. Kellin followed behind me and stood on my right side, watching me stroke Vic’s hair.
“Why do you hate me so much?” Kellin questioned, leaning on the counter and resting his chin in the palm of his hand.
I shot my head up but continued to play with Vic’s hair as his eyes slowly began to shut. “What? I don’t hate you. Where would you get that idea?”
He shrugged. “I sense it. The way you speak to me and stare at me when I’m around Vic, you get agitated and I see it in your eyes.” I glanced down at my shoes until he spoke again. “Listen, I know you and Vic are together, but you can’t keep me away from him. He’s my best friend and I don’t have anyone else. That song you guys played at Battle of the Bands, I know that was for you. But it was also for me. Vic said he was featuring another person backstage and I knew for a fact it was me. When he sang if I were you, I‘d put that away, it touched me because I knew exactly what he was talking about. It’s something you won’t understand.”
“Try me,” I demanded.
He sighed and took a seat next to me. He gulped down the rest of Tony’s drink. “Don’t judge me when I tell you this. I turned to the blade a lot, like really hurt myself when things gone wrong for me. If something pisses me off or made me upset, I would always rush to the cabinet, take out my extra sharp razor and just…” He was choking up. “My dad was always the reason for my self-harm. He was very abusive and I’m just glad we left that hell hole. I couldn't stand to see him beat my mom, and then rush over to me when she could no longer defend for herself.”
His words stung me in the heart. The pain he must’ve felt gliding a blade across his sensitive skin. “I had no idea,” I managed to say, not bothering to look him in the eyes.
“Of course you didn’t,” he stated. His polar blue eyes were peering into my soul, I could feel it. Just the way he tensed his jaw muscle when he stared at me made me uncomfortable as ever.
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Vic and Mike drifted their ways after the club and Tony drove us home. I really want all of us to live together or something because it’s annoying as hell how we have to keep traveling over there with our items and they don’t lift a finger. Some way or another, we’re all gonna have to live together.
The night was cold and the wind blew through my window, sending a sparkly chill down my stomach in the result of no shirt. I lay in my bed, just staring at the ceiling which had a lack of color. All white, no decorations, no boldness in the texture; just all white.
I wish Vic was here, I thought to myself as I twisted my body and shifted the covers over me. I glanced at the clock and to my surprise, it was only 10:36 pm. We came home early because Vic was feeling sick to his stomach from all the drinking and Caesar had somewhere to be, which left Tony alone again.
I heard a knock at my door. It slightly cracked open with a voice of absolutely no one there. I didn’t bother to rotate my body around to see who it would be because I already knew it was Tony. He slowly tiptoed his way over to my bed, drawing the cover off me and sliding into bed.
“Tony, why are you in my bed? You have one of your own,” I said with an annoyed tone.
“It’s me, idiot,” I heard Vic’s voice sing.
I quickly sprung up and shifted my positon. “Vic? What’re you doing here?”
“Tony let me in. He’s downstairs watching TV out of bordem,” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“I thought you felt sick?”
“I feel better, now that I’m with you.”
“Shut up,” I giggled, blushing as he touched my cheek with his fingers. “I wanted you to come over anyway.”
“Did you now?” he winked.
“Of course. I love you, why wouldn’t I want you here with me?”
He quietly chuckled, getting on top of me and kissing my neck tenderly. He straddled my hips, tightening his mouth on my neck.
“Vic,” I whispered, rolling him over so he was on the bottom. “Are we gonna do this right now?”
His eyes were full of lust and passion. I could tell he wanted this. “You promised me a happy ending, and a happy ending imma get,” he winked.
That’s true. I’m not gonna lie. I did promise him a happy ending if we make first place, and we did. “Alright, babe. A promise is a promise. Take off your shirt or else I’m ripping it off…with my teeth.”
He fastly aroused his shirt and threw it near the dresser. “I like the second option, but I guess I’m capable of lifting my own shirt. Thing is, I can’t pull off my skinnies; my back will start hurting again. Would you mind unbuttoning and removing it?” he smiled, biting his lip and chuckling a little.
“Victor Fuentes, you sly motherfucker,” I joked, starting to unzip the zipper. I dragged off his jeans, sending it over the edge of the bed. “I’ll just take these off as well.” I quickly pulled off his boxer briefs and tossed it over to where his jeans were. He moaned quietly at my action, biting down on his lip again.
“Get in me already, Preciado! Now!”
I briskly tucked my head inside my shirt, pulling it over my shoulders. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off as well. I dragged his body right up against mine, his ass hitting my stomach which angled his legs on either side of me. I slowly seized his dick in my hand, wrapping my fingers around his member and began to jerk my wrist up and down at a steady pace. He quietly moaned at my action, letting his head fall back on the pillow.
“You know what would make this more fun?” I asked, a smirk pulling at my lips. I got up and headed over to the drawer.
“What could possibly be better than us making love right now? You getting up and stopping was just…oh, oh hell yeah. Never mind. ”
I showed him a pair of steal shackles that appeared from my drawer, letting them dangle from my fingers. I smirked at him, which only made him moan a little more.
“Get over here and finish me!” he screamed.
“Hey, hey ya nasties?!” Tony knocked harshly on the door. “Can you keep it down in there, I’m going to sleep. I don’t need to here you guys moaning and shit.” I heard his foot steps leave the door way.
“At least he didn’t barge in on us,” Vic said, laughing a little.
I walked over to him and hopped on the bed, smiling with a teasing look in my eyes. I took his right arm and shackled it to the bed frame. Repeating my torture to his other hand, I cuffed him up tight so he couldn‘t have the opportunity to hold on to anything. “I’m gonna be rough. That’s what my kind of happy ending is. You wanted it, and now you got it.”
“I want it. I want you, Jaime,” he gasped, wanting to remove his hands from the cuffs.
“Getting feisty already, are we?” I winked, wrapping my fingers around his dick and dangerously pumping at a slow speed.
“Oh, Jaime. Mmm, yeah.”
I took advantage of Vic squirming under me. Staring from the base of his dick, I licked the underside all the way to the tip and placed my mouth on it. I sucked him off while he continued to moan. He bucked his hips inside my mouth, making me deep throat it all the way to the back. I pulled out quickly to spit on his dick, rubbing my thumb over the crease. I took all of him inside me again, bobbing my head up and down.
“Jaime,” he whispered. “Now, I want you. I want you inside of me,” he groaned, his hands begging to be released from the bed frame, shaking them ferociously. “No prep, no teasing, no condom, no lube. I just want you.”
“How bad?” I sat up and stared at his lust eyes filled with romance.
“So bad,” he moaned.
“You want the shackles off?” I smirked, dipping my head down to suck on his skin.
“Please,” he begged. Having the shackles off would mean he would have an advantage to hold something. I want him to really feel it.
“Earn it, pretty boy.” I pushed inside of him without a warning. He gasped, trying to steady his breathing but it wouldn’t work. He wrapped his legs around my waist to pull me closer. His moans were getting louder with every thrust, sending his head to fall back on the pillow yet once again.
“Mmm, fuck. Jaime…” He clenched his eyes shut, wanting to hold in all the moans he wanted to release.
I thrusted harder into him, causing him to cry out. “What? Can’t handle it, Fuentes? You want your hands back?” I hope I wasn’t going too far with this. His eyes opened a little and a small tear escaped his peripheral. “Do you give up?”
“N-Never. I can do it,” he whispered. He leaned his head back down and that’s when I started to pick up the pace. Harder. Faster. “So good.”
“Do you give in? You want something to hold on to?”
He clenched his jaw and stared in my eyes. “No, no, no, no.” He moaned louder and louder and it wasn’t getting any quieter. “Ah, fuck! Jaime!”
“Tell me what you want.” I pushed inside of him, hitting his prostate with ever thrust, deeper and deeper.
“I want out! I can’t! F-Fuck!” he screamed, closing his eyes and letting another tear fall down his cheek.
Still thrusting inside of him, I uncuffed the shackles and threw them off the bed. He quickly tightened his grip on my back and held me close. The sound of our thighs smacking together filled the room. He dug his fingers into my shoulders, dragging his nails down my back. I know for a fact that there are going to be scratch marks and red stains tomorrow in that area.
He wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling my lips to his and kissing me roughly. “I love you,” he said, barely above a whisper.
With a couple more shots of penetration, I released inside of him, my eyes seeing stars. I moaned loudly, causing Vic to send him tipping over the edge as well. I fell to his right side to catch my breath. “I…love you too,” I smiled, kissing his cheek and booping his nose.
He snuggled up to my side, his warm breath being blown on my sweaty face. That actually feels amazing. Pure bliss filled the room with our heavy breathing and tired bodies. I wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Vic?”
“Yeah, Jaime?” His eyes were closed, but his mind was listening.
“Leave Friday open. All of it. I’m not working and I want to spend the day with you.”
“Alright, sounds good to me,” he said, drifting off into a deep sleep.
Sounds good? I hope it does. This day is just going to be me and him, no one around us, besides the places I wanna take him. Whatever I’m going to do on Friday, I’m gonna need help with it. I have it planned out, but I can’t do this alone.
Notes
*title credit: Sleeping with Sirens;)long wait for smut...sorry guys but here you have it! yeah i haven't updated in a while. i'm sorry. leave me some love!
Would really like to see a sequel :)
7/4/15