When Miles Break Hearts
Gasping For Air
TONY'S POV
'I need to ask you all for a big favour, a really big one.'
'What is it?' Jaime asked whilst tuning his guitar.
I glanced quickly at Vic, who was flipping through his lyric book, before looking down at my feet, 'I was wondering if I could, um, bring someone on the road?' My voice was near to a whisper by the time I had reached the end of the sentence.
'Told you guys, it's Julie isn't it? He wants her on the road?' smirked Mike, tossing his drumsticks aside as he exited the recording room.
'What about Tom?'
'They broke up like three weeks ago,' I explained.
'And now?'
'And now my man right here took his chance and got his girl back, am I right?' laughed Mike, nudging me with his elbow as he unscrewed the top of his water bottle.
I nodded.
'Dude!' exclaimed Jaime, briefly turning his attention away from the guitar to make eye contact, 'sure she can come along!'
'Thanks guys, seriously.'
'Mhmm, that's great, okay. Back to work, we need to get the bass down next, you ready Jaime?' hurried Vic, picking up things then putting them back down and pacing around the room.
'Hey,' beamed Julie, jumping into the car. 'How was work?' she asked, shoving her bag stuffed with books to her feet.
'It was good, the record is nearly finished. Just a week until we leave and start playing it live!' I smiled, the prospect of it all exciting me a great deal. She went silent. It quickly became clear that she had caught on to the touring part I'd accidently mentioned. I wasn't sure whether it was due to her not wanting to go or because she did but didn't want to, as she put it so often, 'be a burden'.
'Have you thought about coming?' I blurted, feeling as though there was no escape route from the moment.
'Yeah,' she said, the grin fading.
'Use the word burden and I'm never talking to you again,' I joked, causing it to reappear slightly.
'If it's not to much trouble, and it's okay with the guys,' there was an insanely long pause. Turning the corner on to the street where her apartment was, I looked at her through the corner of my eye. I gupled, trying desperately to not look so terrified. 'I'd love to come with you.'
'Seriously? I wan't to kiss you so bad but I don't want to crash!'
As I tried to keep my focus on the road, I was caught off guard at the feeling of Julie's soft lips against my cheek. I grinned furiously, the butterflies in my stomach going crazy.
Pulling up into the driveway, we both clambered out of the car and rushed to the apartment block. Unable to find the right key, we stood out in the dowpour and proceeded to shove various keys into the hole until we found the right one. Stepping out of the rain, we laughed merrily as we ran - hand in hand and soaking wet - up the stairs. Julie unclocked the door and we continued to chuckle as we stumbled across the threshold of her home.
'I'm ringing!' I said, squeezing my hoodie and watching the water trickle acorss my clenched knuckles.
'We better get it all off before we get a cold, that's no way to start a tour!'
I removed my hoodie and top before looking to see how much Julie was taking off. She looked up at me, standing only in her bra and pants. I could see all her tattoos - the wolf, the vintage frame covered in thorns and roses saying 'be kind to yourself' in the mirror, the skull and the word 'courage'. She watched me as I stared at her perfect body, following her outline that curved in all the right places.
'C'mon, I don't want an ill boyfriend!' She interrupted, stepping towads me and looking at my jeans. I unzipped them and wriggled out, tossing them into the pile of wet clothing.
Walking away from me, Julie went to the drawers and began to rumage through them in search of new etire. Feeling the frustration build inside me, I creeped up behind her, wrapped my arms aorund her waist and picked her up off the ground.
'Get off!' She shouted, giggling as I tossed her on to the bed. Scurrying up to the top, I hovered over her as she stared up at me. 'Off,' she choked out, the lust obvious in her eyes. I shook my head and leaned in, placing a trail of kisses along her neck.
Making my way up to her tender lips, I cupped one of her breasts and began to massage it as we kissed. She moaned in my mouth, nails digging into my back. Repositioning myself, I put my forearm to one side of her head and put my other hand down her pants and rubbed her sensually.
'T-Tony,' she gasped, her hands exploring my body. 'Please,' she pleaded. Parting our lips, I nibbled at her earlobe as she carried on begging. 'Please just,' she whimpered. I slid one finger inside her, followed by another, and listened with a wide grin on my face as she murmed my name.
Sitting up and taking my hand out of her pants, I pulled down my boxers and repositioned myself once again. She bucked her hips as I brushed her entrance, 'Tony!' She yelped as I entered her. Groaning, I hed on to her hips and thrusted repeatedly. It wasn't long before I knew I was close and, judging by her increasing whimpers, she was too.
'Fuck!' she shouted, hands holding on to the bed sheets. Releasing, I pulled out of her and fell to one side. I could feel her sweaty skin against mine as we lay there, gasping for air.
'I need to ask you all for a big favour, a really big one.'
'What is it?' Jaime asked whilst tuning his guitar.
I glanced quickly at Vic, who was flipping through his lyric book, before looking down at my feet, 'I was wondering if I could, um, bring someone on the road?' My voice was near to a whisper by the time I had reached the end of the sentence.
'Told you guys, it's Julie isn't it? He wants her on the road?' smirked Mike, tossing his drumsticks aside as he exited the recording room.
'What about Tom?'
'They broke up like three weeks ago,' I explained.
'And now?'
'And now my man right here took his chance and got his girl back, am I right?' laughed Mike, nudging me with his elbow as he unscrewed the top of his water bottle.
I nodded.
'Dude!' exclaimed Jaime, briefly turning his attention away from the guitar to make eye contact, 'sure she can come along!'
'Thanks guys, seriously.'
'Mhmm, that's great, okay. Back to work, we need to get the bass down next, you ready Jaime?' hurried Vic, picking up things then putting them back down and pacing around the room.
'Hey,' beamed Julie, jumping into the car. 'How was work?' she asked, shoving her bag stuffed with books to her feet.
'It was good, the record is nearly finished. Just a week until we leave and start playing it live!' I smiled, the prospect of it all exciting me a great deal. She went silent. It quickly became clear that she had caught on to the touring part I'd accidently mentioned. I wasn't sure whether it was due to her not wanting to go or because she did but didn't want to, as she put it so often, 'be a burden'.
'Have you thought about coming?' I blurted, feeling as though there was no escape route from the moment.
'Yeah,' she said, the grin fading.
'Use the word burden and I'm never talking to you again,' I joked, causing it to reappear slightly.
'If it's not to much trouble, and it's okay with the guys,' there was an insanely long pause. Turning the corner on to the street where her apartment was, I looked at her through the corner of my eye. I gupled, trying desperately to not look so terrified. 'I'd love to come with you.'
'Seriously? I wan't to kiss you so bad but I don't want to crash!'
As I tried to keep my focus on the road, I was caught off guard at the feeling of Julie's soft lips against my cheek. I grinned furiously, the butterflies in my stomach going crazy.
Pulling up into the driveway, we both clambered out of the car and rushed to the apartment block. Unable to find the right key, we stood out in the dowpour and proceeded to shove various keys into the hole until we found the right one. Stepping out of the rain, we laughed merrily as we ran - hand in hand and soaking wet - up the stairs. Julie unclocked the door and we continued to chuckle as we stumbled across the threshold of her home.
'I'm ringing!' I said, squeezing my hoodie and watching the water trickle acorss my clenched knuckles.
'We better get it all off before we get a cold, that's no way to start a tour!'
I removed my hoodie and top before looking to see how much Julie was taking off. She looked up at me, standing only in her bra and pants. I could see all her tattoos - the wolf, the vintage frame covered in thorns and roses saying 'be kind to yourself' in the mirror, the skull and the word 'courage'. She watched me as I stared at her perfect body, following her outline that curved in all the right places.
'C'mon, I don't want an ill boyfriend!' She interrupted, stepping towads me and looking at my jeans. I unzipped them and wriggled out, tossing them into the pile of wet clothing.
Walking away from me, Julie went to the drawers and began to rumage through them in search of new etire. Feeling the frustration build inside me, I creeped up behind her, wrapped my arms aorund her waist and picked her up off the ground.
'Get off!' She shouted, giggling as I tossed her on to the bed. Scurrying up to the top, I hovered over her as she stared up at me. 'Off,' she choked out, the lust obvious in her eyes. I shook my head and leaned in, placing a trail of kisses along her neck.
Making my way up to her tender lips, I cupped one of her breasts and began to massage it as we kissed. She moaned in my mouth, nails digging into my back. Repositioning myself, I put my forearm to one side of her head and put my other hand down her pants and rubbed her sensually.
'T-Tony,' she gasped, her hands exploring my body. 'Please,' she pleaded. Parting our lips, I nibbled at her earlobe as she carried on begging. 'Please just,' she whimpered. I slid one finger inside her, followed by another, and listened with a wide grin on my face as she murmed my name.
Sitting up and taking my hand out of her pants, I pulled down my boxers and repositioned myself once again. She bucked her hips as I brushed her entrance, 'Tony!' She yelped as I entered her. Groaning, I hed on to her hips and thrusted repeatedly. It wasn't long before I knew I was close and, judging by her increasing whimpers, she was too.
'Fuck!' she shouted, hands holding on to the bed sheets. Releasing, I pulled out of her and fell to one side. I could feel her sweaty skin against mine as we lay there, gasping for air.
Notes
wowum
I feel dirty.
pshht
I can't write smut
I know it's bad
thanks for reading anyway, I can't believe people actually like this story:'3
I loVE YOU ALL, NO JOKE. I FREAKING LOVE YOU GUYS. <3
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