Can You Tell From the Look In Her Eyes?
Tonight I'll Make You Feel Beautiful Once Again
We were at one month left of Warped Tour, and it seemed crazy that Jaime and I had only known each other for about a month. Seriously. It felt like we had known each other our whole lives. But, then an awful thought occurred to me. I was humming The Boy Who Could Fly and waiting for Jaime to finish doing his hair. He was such a girl sometimes, but I had no idea what I'd do without him.
What am I going to do when Warped ends? All my stuff is still at Oli's and I won't have anywhere to go. I mean, I live in London and Jaime lives in San Francisco...
"Hey, Carter," Jaime said cheerfully, pulling me away from my thoughts.
"Hey, babe," I smiled.
"You ready to go?"
"Uh... yeah," I said, looking through my bag making sure I had sun block, sunglasses, my camera, etc. I looked down at my crop top and shorts, hoping I looked okay. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89193415)
"Okay," he kissed me on the forehead. "Let's go."
I followed him outside the bus, immediately slipping my hand into his and following him through the rows of buses.
"Who do you want to see today?" He asked.
"Um... How about 3OH!3?"
"You seriously like them?" He laughed.
"I see nothing wrong with it. I've never judged you for liking-"
"You said you'd never bring it up!" He whined.
"What? Is Jaime Wimey too afraid to admit he likes-"
"Yes. Yes he is," Jaime stated matter-of-factly.
"Okay," I laughed. "If we go see 3OH!3, we can go see Allstar Weekend."
"YES!" He pumped his fists.
"I don't see why you like them so much. Their music is SO shitty, babe," I laughed.
"I could say the same about 3OH!3," he smirked.
"Touche," I smiled and kissed his neck. He moaned.
"Don't tease me like that, babe," he whined.
I reattached my lips to his neck and he let out a low moan, tangling his hands in my hair as I sucked a dark spot into his tanned skin.
"How's that for teasing?" I smirked, stopping abruptly.
"God damn it, Carter. You are going to be the death of me," he moaned.
I took that as my cue to run as fast as possible. But, since his legs were longer, he caught up to me in a matter of seconds, capturing me in a tight hug. I turned around in his arms so I was facing him, kissed his throat, and then looked into his eyes.
"Jaime, I have a very important question for you," I pulled him tighter so that our bodies were as close as possible.
"Yeah?" His eyes widened the slightest bit.
I leaned up slightly so my lips grazed his ear, "Can guys really feel our boobs when we hug you?"
"Yeah. And it feels amazing," he smirked.
"Okay. Just wondering," I smiled, pulling out of his arms, leaving my hand in his. We walked in a comfortable silence through the backstage areas, swinging our arms, until we we sidestage to where 3OH!3 was about to go on. I gulped when I saw Nathaniel Motte fixing his hat and tapping his mic to make sure it worked.
"H-hi," I stuttered. He was huge in person. He really was 6'7".
He turned to look at me. "Hi! I'm Nate."
He bro-fived me and I died on the spot. Not really, but his eyes are SO gorgeous. They're amber-colored and they glow. I was speechless.
"I love your music," I managed to get out.
"Well, you're probably one of our only fans that isn't 14 or a total whore," he chuckled.
"If that's not the fanbase you want, why do you still do it?" I asked.
"I don't care about the fanbase. Wait... that sounded bad. I mean, I don't care that they're 14 year-olds and whores. I love making music, and our fans make it worthwhile," he answered honestly.
"That's really sweet," I smiled.
"Keep that in mind when I have to sing DONTTRUSTME," he chuckled. "I don't think I'm EVER going to escape that song.
I laughed. "Well, be glad you have a song that people remember you by. I mean, hey. EVERYONE and their MOTHER knows that song. You'll never be forgotten, man."
He groaned. "I know. I swear, though. Half these kids are just here for DONTTRUSTME and it kind of makes me frustrated that they only call theselves fans because of that one song."
"Well, it is what it is, man. At least you've got fans. I hear those Pierce the Veil guys suck!" I winked and turned to see Jaime sticking his tongue out like a three-year-old.
"STAGE IN ONE MINUTE!" Yelled one of the stage techs.
"Well, I have to go sing about whores to a crowd of them. I'll see you around," he winked and walked to the curtain.
I turned to Jaime and started freaking our a bit. "Jaime! I. Just. Met. NATHANIEL. FUCKING. MOTTE!" I started jumping up and down.
He chuckled at my childish excitement. "Calm down, baby. I mean, most people would freak out about meeting Jaime Preciado. Let alone getting in his pants..." he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"We'll see about that, Preciado," I smirked. After the club incident, we had talked and I told him that I wasn't going to have sex again until I knew I was in a meaningful relationship. Since then, he'd been practically begging me to, but I was still a little reluctant.
He groaned again, then wrapped his arms around my waist as we watched Nate and Sean jump around the stage. At one point, during DONTTRUSTME, he looked at me and winked. I couldn't help but blush, knowing one of my idols just acknowledged my existence.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After another long day at Warped, and only 29 days left of Heaven, Jaime and I were snuggling in the back lounge under a big blanket. We were both tired from watching shows and getting up onstage. I was forcing him to watch Nights in Rodanthe, a Nicholas Sparks movie. We were all snuggled up and it was the end. The sappy, lovey dovey end. I turned around in his comforting arms and looked into his chocolate brown eyes. The sparkle in them made me fall in love all over again. We looked at each other wordlessly for a minute, enjoying each other's warmth.
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you, too," he whispered leaning down to kiss me.
Our lips found each other's, and it was an amazing feeling. I felt liquid warmth run through me, and I couldn't get enough of his taste. He tasted subtly of mint and just a hint of sugar. Our lips moved with each other's, slowly changing from an innocent kiss to a hungry one. He threw the blanket off of us, flipping us so he was on top. His body was gently pressed against mine, the majority of his weight being held up by his right arm.
He kissed his was down to my jawline, then to my collarbone, and began to leave a big, dark hickey. I moaned at the warm feeling of his lips on my skin. He smiled then went back to work. He made his way back up to my mouth and bit my bottom lip. I moaned and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. He began writing the words "I love you" on my tongue with his, and it was one of the sweetest things ever.
I tangled my right hand in his hair, while my other hand slid down his chest, stopping when I found what I was looking for. I cupped my hand around his... friend... and slowly began rubbing gently. He moaned into my mouth and he pulled me on top of him. His hands grasped at the hem of my shirt, slowly pulling it up. As soon as it was off, I pulled Jaime's over his head. My hands made their way up and down his toned chest, loving the feeling of his warm, smooth skin.
"I love you," Jaime smiled at me. I grazed my lips over his, barely touching.
My hands went to his basketball shorts and started to slide them down. He had to arch his back so that I could slide them off, but it nice to feel his skin pressed against mine. Once those were off, I stood up. I watched him watching me as I slid off my shorts as slowly as possible. I was left in nothing but a pair of lacy panties and a bra that matched.
Thank fucking God I wore my good bra and undies today!
I went back over to the sofa and climbed into Jaime's lap. I sat right on top of his erection and ground my hips into his. My hands slid down his chest and stopped when my lips found his again. His hands found their way to the clasp of my bra and undid it, pulling it off of me, then throwing it across the room.
His calloused hands were surprisingly soft as them rubbed circles into my breasts. I moaned. His hands were so warm. My body was aching now. I need him. Now.
"Now," I breathed. "I need you, Jaime."
"I love how you say my name," Jaime moaned and lifted my hips up so that he could slide my underwear down.
I practically ripped his off and laid my body back on top of his. He was so warm and it felt amazing. He flipped us over once again.
"Are you sure you're ready, Carter?" He asked hesitantly through lust-clouded eyes.
"I am," I looked him dead in the eye.
He hesitated a moment, but reattached our lips. He lifted my hips a bit so that he could position himself, and then thrust in slowly.
"Shit, Jaime!" I breathed. He was huge. It took a minute or two just to get used to him. Compared to Jaime, Oli had the dick of a toddler.
"Fuck!" He moaned into my mouth. "You're so fucking tight, Carter!" He had a slight Spanish accent to his words and it turned me on even more. I closed my eyes and let the feelings take control.
He thrust his hips against mine with precision and he went at a nice, slow pace, making sure I got the most pleasure out of it possible.He kept this rhythm going until I felt that amazing white hot feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was getting bigger and bigger and it was about to explode. My eyes rolled back in my head and I dragged my nails down Jaime's back, causing him to moan.
"JAIME!" I screamed.
He continued on a few more thrusts. His rhythm had become more erratic. He throbbed inside me, then exploded. It was an amazing feeling. It really was.
We both sighed and went back to our spooning position from earlier.
"That was amazing, Carter. I love you so much," he kissed the crook of my neck.
"I love you, too, Jaime. So much," I smiled and drifted off in his arms.
This is how it should be. Every night.
What am I going to do when Warped ends? All my stuff is still at Oli's and I won't have anywhere to go. I mean, I live in London and Jaime lives in San Francisco...
"Hey, Carter," Jaime said cheerfully, pulling me away from my thoughts.
"Hey, babe," I smiled.
"You ready to go?"
"Uh... yeah," I said, looking through my bag making sure I had sun block, sunglasses, my camera, etc. I looked down at my crop top and shorts, hoping I looked okay. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89193415)
"Okay," he kissed me on the forehead. "Let's go."
I followed him outside the bus, immediately slipping my hand into his and following him through the rows of buses.
"Who do you want to see today?" He asked.
"Um... How about 3OH!3?"
"You seriously like them?" He laughed.
"I see nothing wrong with it. I've never judged you for liking-"
"You said you'd never bring it up!" He whined.
"What? Is Jaime Wimey too afraid to admit he likes-"
"Yes. Yes he is," Jaime stated matter-of-factly.
"Okay," I laughed. "If we go see 3OH!3, we can go see Allstar Weekend."
"YES!" He pumped his fists.
"I don't see why you like them so much. Their music is SO shitty, babe," I laughed.
"I could say the same about 3OH!3," he smirked.
"Touche," I smiled and kissed his neck. He moaned.
"Don't tease me like that, babe," he whined.
I reattached my lips to his neck and he let out a low moan, tangling his hands in my hair as I sucked a dark spot into his tanned skin.
"How's that for teasing?" I smirked, stopping abruptly.
"God damn it, Carter. You are going to be the death of me," he moaned.
I took that as my cue to run as fast as possible. But, since his legs were longer, he caught up to me in a matter of seconds, capturing me in a tight hug. I turned around in his arms so I was facing him, kissed his throat, and then looked into his eyes.
"Jaime, I have a very important question for you," I pulled him tighter so that our bodies were as close as possible.
"Yeah?" His eyes widened the slightest bit.
I leaned up slightly so my lips grazed his ear, "Can guys really feel our boobs when we hug you?"
"Yeah. And it feels amazing," he smirked.
"Okay. Just wondering," I smiled, pulling out of his arms, leaving my hand in his. We walked in a comfortable silence through the backstage areas, swinging our arms, until we we sidestage to where 3OH!3 was about to go on. I gulped when I saw Nathaniel Motte fixing his hat and tapping his mic to make sure it worked.
"H-hi," I stuttered. He was huge in person. He really was 6'7".
He turned to look at me. "Hi! I'm Nate."
He bro-fived me and I died on the spot. Not really, but his eyes are SO gorgeous. They're amber-colored and they glow. I was speechless.
"I love your music," I managed to get out.
"Well, you're probably one of our only fans that isn't 14 or a total whore," he chuckled.
"If that's not the fanbase you want, why do you still do it?" I asked.
"I don't care about the fanbase. Wait... that sounded bad. I mean, I don't care that they're 14 year-olds and whores. I love making music, and our fans make it worthwhile," he answered honestly.
"That's really sweet," I smiled.
"Keep that in mind when I have to sing DONTTRUSTME," he chuckled. "I don't think I'm EVER going to escape that song.
I laughed. "Well, be glad you have a song that people remember you by. I mean, hey. EVERYONE and their MOTHER knows that song. You'll never be forgotten, man."
He groaned. "I know. I swear, though. Half these kids are just here for DONTTRUSTME and it kind of makes me frustrated that they only call theselves fans because of that one song."
"Well, it is what it is, man. At least you've got fans. I hear those Pierce the Veil guys suck!" I winked and turned to see Jaime sticking his tongue out like a three-year-old.
"STAGE IN ONE MINUTE!" Yelled one of the stage techs.
"Well, I have to go sing about whores to a crowd of them. I'll see you around," he winked and walked to the curtain.
I turned to Jaime and started freaking our a bit. "Jaime! I. Just. Met. NATHANIEL. FUCKING. MOTTE!" I started jumping up and down.
He chuckled at my childish excitement. "Calm down, baby. I mean, most people would freak out about meeting Jaime Preciado. Let alone getting in his pants..." he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"We'll see about that, Preciado," I smirked. After the club incident, we had talked and I told him that I wasn't going to have sex again until I knew I was in a meaningful relationship. Since then, he'd been practically begging me to, but I was still a little reluctant.
He groaned again, then wrapped his arms around my waist as we watched Nate and Sean jump around the stage. At one point, during DONTTRUSTME, he looked at me and winked. I couldn't help but blush, knowing one of my idols just acknowledged my existence.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After another long day at Warped, and only 29 days left of Heaven, Jaime and I were snuggling in the back lounge under a big blanket. We were both tired from watching shows and getting up onstage. I was forcing him to watch Nights in Rodanthe, a Nicholas Sparks movie. We were all snuggled up and it was the end. The sappy, lovey dovey end. I turned around in his comforting arms and looked into his chocolate brown eyes. The sparkle in them made me fall in love all over again. We looked at each other wordlessly for a minute, enjoying each other's warmth.
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you, too," he whispered leaning down to kiss me.
Our lips found each other's, and it was an amazing feeling. I felt liquid warmth run through me, and I couldn't get enough of his taste. He tasted subtly of mint and just a hint of sugar. Our lips moved with each other's, slowly changing from an innocent kiss to a hungry one. He threw the blanket off of us, flipping us so he was on top. His body was gently pressed against mine, the majority of his weight being held up by his right arm.
He kissed his was down to my jawline, then to my collarbone, and began to leave a big, dark hickey. I moaned at the warm feeling of his lips on my skin. He smiled then went back to work. He made his way back up to my mouth and bit my bottom lip. I moaned and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. He began writing the words "I love you" on my tongue with his, and it was one of the sweetest things ever.
I tangled my right hand in his hair, while my other hand slid down his chest, stopping when I found what I was looking for. I cupped my hand around his... friend... and slowly began rubbing gently. He moaned into my mouth and he pulled me on top of him. His hands grasped at the hem of my shirt, slowly pulling it up. As soon as it was off, I pulled Jaime's over his head. My hands made their way up and down his toned chest, loving the feeling of his warm, smooth skin.
"I love you," Jaime smiled at me. I grazed my lips over his, barely touching.
My hands went to his basketball shorts and started to slide them down. He had to arch his back so that I could slide them off, but it nice to feel his skin pressed against mine. Once those were off, I stood up. I watched him watching me as I slid off my shorts as slowly as possible. I was left in nothing but a pair of lacy panties and a bra that matched.
Thank fucking God I wore my good bra and undies today!
I went back over to the sofa and climbed into Jaime's lap. I sat right on top of his erection and ground my hips into his. My hands slid down his chest and stopped when my lips found his again. His hands found their way to the clasp of my bra and undid it, pulling it off of me, then throwing it across the room.
His calloused hands were surprisingly soft as them rubbed circles into my breasts. I moaned. His hands were so warm. My body was aching now. I need him. Now.
"Now," I breathed. "I need you, Jaime."
"I love how you say my name," Jaime moaned and lifted my hips up so that he could slide my underwear down.
I practically ripped his off and laid my body back on top of his. He was so warm and it felt amazing. He flipped us over once again.
"Are you sure you're ready, Carter?" He asked hesitantly through lust-clouded eyes.
"I am," I looked him dead in the eye.
He hesitated a moment, but reattached our lips. He lifted my hips a bit so that he could position himself, and then thrust in slowly.
"Shit, Jaime!" I breathed. He was huge. It took a minute or two just to get used to him. Compared to Jaime, Oli had the dick of a toddler.
"Fuck!" He moaned into my mouth. "You're so fucking tight, Carter!" He had a slight Spanish accent to his words and it turned me on even more. I closed my eyes and let the feelings take control.
He thrust his hips against mine with precision and he went at a nice, slow pace, making sure I got the most pleasure out of it possible.He kept this rhythm going until I felt that amazing white hot feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was getting bigger and bigger and it was about to explode. My eyes rolled back in my head and I dragged my nails down Jaime's back, causing him to moan.
"JAIME!" I screamed.
He continued on a few more thrusts. His rhythm had become more erratic. He throbbed inside me, then exploded. It was an amazing feeling. It really was.
We both sighed and went back to our spooning position from earlier.
"That was amazing, Carter. I love you so much," he kissed the crook of my neck.
"I love you, too, Jaime. So much," I smiled and drifted off in his arms.
This is how it should be. Every night.
Notes
Song Credit: Hold On Till May - Pierce the VeilSo... I'm just gonna leave this here...
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