I walked into the Pierce the Veil dressing room because it was my job to get them ready for their set. I was basically a nanny for whichever bands showed up at the venue. I think the worst job I ever got was Blink 182. They came to the venue last year with MCR and I could barely get Travis to put down the vodka long enough to play.

I knocked on the door.

"Hello?" Yelled a guy's voice.

"Hi, I'm Veronica. I'm here to let you know you have an hour till call time."

"An hour?" He asked. "Shouldn't you wait till, like, five minutes till call time to get me?"

"I'm telling you now so you can finish having sex or put down the vodka and sober up a bit."

"Hmmm... I like the first one..." He said, opening the door.

I looked down at his shirtless body. He was wearing basketball shorts and nothing else, allowing me to see the artwork all over his body. He was built. He had gorgeous eyes and a teardrop. The gleaming metal under his left eye really caught my eye. His wavy hair was peeking our from under his snapback, and I have to say, he was probably one of the hottest guys that had ever come to the venue.

"See something you like?" He grinned, pulling my chin back up. I blushed, not realizing I had been staring.

"Uh... sorry... I'm just gonna go..." I stammered awkwardly.

"No you're not," he said softly, pulling me into the room.

He crashed his lips to mine, and my body went rigid. Then I relaxed into the kiss. He backed me up against the wall, and his hands went up and down my side.

Soon, he figured out I was wearing a skirt with only lacy panties from Victoria's Secret under it. His hand made its way down south and rubbed me through the lace.

"Is Mr. Perry making you wet, slut?"

"Ohhh yeeesss..." I moaned. I got even wetter because of how sexy he sounded when he talked dirty.

"Good. Mr. Perry doesn't like to go in dry. Now, get on your knees."

I complied and bent down. I noticed what he wanted me to take care of right away. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his shorts to find he had no underwear on. I immediately took hold of his shaft and began to move my hand up and down.

"You slut..." he growled. "Is my cock too big to fit in your pretty little mouth?"

"No sir, Mr. Perry," I drawled out, trying to sound sexy. He grunted, apparently liking the way I was talking.

I took his cock and swirled the tip with my tongue, then enveloped it in my mouth. His fingers laced through my hair forcing me to take him all the way.

"You know, the fact that a little whore like you knows how to deep throat makes me even more turned on."

I didn't reply for obvious reasons, just bobbing my head and letting the pads of my fingers lightly rub his ball sack.

He grunted and I knew he was getting close. I hollowed out my cheeks and began vibrating my throat.

"Shit!" He yelled, emptying his load into the back of my throat.

I was now dripping wet, and he noticed. He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and our tongues moved in sync. His hand made it's way up my shirt, playing with my left nipple, while the other gripped my butt.

Setting me down on the counter on the opposite side of the room, he ripped off my shirt. Then he unhooked my bra, and sucked on my right nipple. He swirled his tongue and nibbled just a bit. He slowly made his way down my body, leaving little kisses and love bites. When he made it down to my throbbing pussy, he glided his thumb over my clit through the soaking wet, lacy fabric.

He slid off my skirt and then my panties. His face returned to between my thighs, sucking and flicking his tongue. I moaned loud. I've never felt this good ever. The cool metal of his vampire bites turned me on even further.

"So close..." I moaned. He stopped abruptly.

"You taste really good for such a whore. I think I might have to reward you for that."

I whimpered at the empty feeling. I was so close it hurt.

He crashed his lips to mine and sucked on my bottom lip, slowly pushing into me.

"Please move...." I moaned.

"Only if you tell me how big I am, puta."

"Tony, you're so big. Please,"I begged, "Fuck me with your big, hard cock!"

"That's what I thought," he smirked.

I whimpered. He was so big. But the pleasure over powered the pain as he began to move inside of me. His slow, rhythmic thrusts were going to be the death of me. He was throbbing inside of me, which sent me over the edge. The familiar white hot pleasure exploded in my gut.

"TONY!" I screamed. He smirked again.

He was still going, I was suprised he could last this long.

Instead of slow and gentle, this time he went fast and hard. He was slamming in to me, pulling nearly all the way out, and then slamming in so hard our skin made a clapping noise. My head was banging against the cushioned, soundproof wall over and over leaving me dizzy. I didn't know up from down, just the grunting of Tony and the amazing feeling that overcame me everytime he slammed into me.

His thrusts became erratic and sloppy. The white-hot feeling began to grow in my gut and my walls closed in around Tony's hugeness. He throbbed again, and the white-hot feeling in my gut exploded, leaving me breathless.

"SHIT! TONY!" I screamed even louder this time.

"Fuck!" He grunted into my shoulder, allowing both of us to ride out our highs.

After resting a minute and putting our clothed back on, I looked at my watch.

"Five minutes till call time, Mr. Perry," I winked.

Notes

I'll just leave this here.