the bloodsuckers.

Jamie cracked his neck back at the lounge in the bar for them. He set to making tea, his throat sore from singing, something he was used to from being in the band. The other soreness from his throat was thirst, something he was sure that everyone was feeling. They still had to make it through this contest winner. Their manager had thought it would be a good idea to hold the contest and the winner got to go backstage and hang out with them after the concert. He was better on it being some fifteen year old obsessed. Most of their older fans, ones that were about the age they looked didn't bother with contests much. Their manager, Tom, popped his head in, "Great show guys! Remember, the fan's on her way back, don't torment her, don't do you know what," he warned, eyeing all of them. Jamie rolled his eyes. Yeah, sure, like he'd bare his fangs in front of a human. That was real smart.

Roselyn threw herself down on the couch back in the lounge. She looked like a mess: all sweaty, clothes sticking to her and hair awry. Her voice was a little sore and she was sure her fingers were stuck in position of playing her guitar. She stretched them out before cracking them, sighing when they felt better. When she noticed Jamie making tea she felt a lot better, tea would calm her and fix the soreness of her voice. When Tom popped in and warned them, she raised her hands in defense. Rose had self-control. Yeah, she might have been quite thirsty, and having one little human in a room full of vampires seemed a lot more than just tempting, she wouldn't risk it. Jamie would have her head. "Hear that Si? No tormenting the poor child."

Isabelle made her way backstage, guided on both sides by two bodyguards. She had her hands clasped in front of her, her nerves jumbling up in the pit of her stomach. She had been following this band for ages, and to be able to be so up close to her most favorite people in the world just seemed like a dream. Before she walked into the room, she adjusted her hat and smoothed down her dress, stepping through when the door was opened for her. They were all lounging about waiting for her, it seemed, and she couldn't help the smile that crossed her lips when she saw Jamie, her favorite, sipping from a cup of tea in the back by the bar. He was impossibly more attractive up this close, even if he did look tired and sweaty. The bodyguards introduced her and said her name, and she gave a little wave, standing in the middle of the room. She wasn't quite sure what to do with herself, though she did have a strong urge to finally get a hug from Jamie.

Simon waltzed in, guzzling down a water bottle before throwing it, empty, into the trash. He flashed a grin towards Roselyn, flashing his fangs for a second. "You know sometimes I just can't help myself," He teased, meandering over to the couch and finding himself a spot very close to Roselyn. He draped his arm around her, laying it against the back of the couch, and gave a smacking kiss to the bare skin of her neck. "God knows I don't want to torment you later," He murmured near her ear, before pulling away when he heard footsteps just outside of the door, relaxing further back into the couch. "Hello Isabelle!" Simon called out to the girl after she was introduced, giving her a bright smile. He could smell her from halfway across the room, the heady scent of her perfume curling around the sweet scent of her blood, warmly spreading through her veins. Simon swallowed, pushing the burn back, and focused on looking cheery instead of predatory.

Jamie could smell her. She was sweet, and he wasn't sure if that was her perfume or the scent of her blood rushing through her veins, pumping through her heart. "Behave you two," he told Simon and Rose with a stern look. He took a large drink from his cup when she entered, trying to ignore the delicious scent. He hoped this would go by fast. He knew the other must be fucking starving. "Hello, love, I'm Jamie, that strange guy over there is Simon, and the girl is Roselyn, careful, she's a biter," he winked. He was shocked that she was older than what he thought would be the winner. She was obviously so nervous too. She should be terrified. "Did you enjoy the show?"

Roselyn smacked Simon's chest, "Shut up, you," she scrunched up her nose slightly, but there was a hint of a smile there on her lips. The girl was pretty, for a human. She didn't have the otherworldly aura about her like vampires did, but she was pretty. Wore a bit too much perfume, though, gods, it felt like it was burning her nose. Not like the girl, Isabelle, knew, she might not have even worn that much of it. "Hi," Rose smiled, sending the girl a little wave with a smile. Then there it was, the underlying scent of her blood. Roselyn right hand formed a little fist, nails digging into her skin. It wasn't this bad on stage, where they could focus on other things rather than the overwhelming smell of blood.

"Hi everyone," She said, and she nodded when Jamie asked her if she enjoyed the show. "I loved it, I've seen you guys perform a few times before, and you're amazing every time," Isabelle said, smiling, and realizing that she probably looked like an idiot. "Can I- Would you mind if I could have a hug, Jamie?" Isabelle asked, trying to be less timid. She was always like this when she met people she didn't know, and then rapidly became more and more reckless and crazy the longer she knew them. Isabelle stepped forward a bit, a tad unsure, and felt like she was being the most awkward person on the planet. At Simon's question, she nodded, her cheeks flushing. "I've been to your past four shows. I'm on break from college, so I figured, why not," She said, realizing that it really did make her a roadie.

Simon's hand came down to rest on Rose's shoulder, squeezing just a tad because he knew she could take it. "S'alright, love," He murmured, so low the human probably didn't even hear at all, towards Rose. Simon could see her fingers curl into a tight fist, and he felt her pain. This girl's blood smelled impossibly sweet after such an exhausting show, and it didn't help the fact that she was pretty, and what seemed to be around their supposed age range. He looked back at Jamie to see how he was handling it, raising an eyebrow when she asked for a hug. "A proper little roadie, you are then. Have you been following us?" He asked, and nodded at her answer. "We appreciate having such loyal fans like you. You are exactly the reason we keep doing what we do. You're our inspiration," Simon said, smiling, his fingers digging down harder into Roselyn's shoulder when her cheeks flushed, making her smell stronger.

Jamie smiled, but was shocked when she asked for a hug. And he couldn't just say no to a seemingly harmless no. "Of course, love, c'mere," he smiled, holding his arms out to her. This was going to be hard. Jamie bit down harshly on his lip when his arms wrapped around her in a hug. It seemed to last forever, and gods, she only smelled that much better when she was there in his arms. One little bit couldn't hurt. But it would. He cleared his throat when he pulled back from the hug. "Anything else you'd like, a picture? Autograph?" He wanted to get things that would make her stand so close to him and the others over with now. Jamie could tell that Simon and Rose were having a hard time just by a glance in their direction. He flashed them a toothy grin when Isabelle wasn't looking, flashing fangs playfully to say that everything was okay for now.

Roselyn just nodded her head, not even feeling him dig his way into her shoulder. "I want a cup of tea, anyone else?" she asked, standing up then, fingers clasping on the cuffs of the old flannel she wore. She made her way over to the otherside of the room, farthest away from Isabelle to make the tea. It still didn't help being that far away. "Glad you made it out to the show tonight, one of the best we've had in a while. I love this place too," she said, stirring sugar into her tea. It wouldn't stop her cravings for blood, but it would be something to drink to try and keep her cravings at bay. There was no way she was fucking up.

Isabelle moved forward to wrap her arms around him, her cheeks becoming impossibly pink as she became enveloped in his grasp. She felt a rush of sensations run through her body, and she was so attracted to him that she couldn't even wrap her head around it. "An autograph would be lovely, I've got your record," She trailed off, pulling it out of her gift bag that she had shoved into her purse. Isabelle put it down on a nearby counter, following with a sharpie. "Thank you so much for everything," Isabelle said, giving him a smile. She looked over when Roselyn moved to make herself a cup of tea, but quickly went right back to Jamie, watching him sign. Isabelle jumped a bit when she found Simon right next to her, because it seemed like he instantly just popped up. She looked over at him and extended her smile, her blush continuous as he placed a hand on the low of her back. She watched as Simon reached out for the sharpie from Jamie, and he signed quickly. "Again, thank you. For this, for your music, for being you guys. You're such a joy to watch onstage and your music always makes me so happy," Isabelle continued, unable to keep herself from rambling randomly because she was so happy. She wasn't sure exactly how much time she had with them, but they did seem really tired, and she felt bad keeping them from being able to go and relax.

Simon watched as Rose got up, and his eyes trailed her frame as she walked over to get tea. He decided to focus more on her, and how perhaps that might distract him from the girl. "If you could make me one, please darling," He drawled, towards Rose. Tea sounded like another distraction, similar to blood because of it's heat sliding down his throat. Simon looked over at Jamie to see him flash his fangs, and Simon smirked, watching as he hugged the girl with much restraint. When the girl got out something to be autographed, he decided to join, not wanting her to think that he was neglecting coming over to visit. It was obvious she had eyes for Jamie, anyways, not that he really minded. He had Rose, and he was quite content. When he got up, he moved over quickly, placing his hand at her lower back and feeling her pulse even through her layers of clothing. God, she smelled good, and he moved his hand away, his one little guilty pleasure, as he reached for the sharpie to sign.

"Of course, love, anything for you," Jamie smiled when she said she would like an autograph. He grabbed the sharpie and scribbled his name down before turning his attention back to her. "We're so happy that you like us, we'd be nothing without fans like you," he told her, seeing Simon move out of the corner of his eye. Of course he would do that and frighten the poor girl. "Are you going to be at any of the other shows since you're off from university?" he asked her, wanting to know if he would have to smell her sweet blood again. He knew he would be able to pick it out of a crowd if he had to. She might even be a bit distracting to him, to be honest. "That way I can know if you'll be there and I can dedicate a song to you." Jamie gave her a cheeky wink.

Roselyn made Si's tea how he liked it before carrying it over to where he was, her tea in her other hand. She was shaking slightly from just how hungry she was. But hell, they couldn't just feed on the poor girl. She probably had a family or something that would know if she had gone and disappeared and the last place she was at was here. Christ. "Si, your tea," she said, handing it over to him before taking the sharpie and signing her name neatly like she did with every autograph. Rose took a greedy sip from her tea, letting out a little sigh as the hot liquid ran down her throat.

Isabelle nodded at his question before answering. "I was planning on just going to as many as I can. Kinda just following you guys around, basically," She said with a little giggle, smiling at Roselyn as she came over and signed her record. Isabelle collected it up once they were all finished, putting it back in her bag. She turned towards Jamie when he mentioned dedicating a song to her, her lips spreading into a wide grin. "That would be wonderful! I was planning on wearing a blue dress next concert, just in case you wanted to pick me out," Isabelle told him, and she turned towards the door when it was opened. It was the same security guards that had brought her in earlier. They announced that it was time to go basically, and Isabelle felt a wave of sadness. She turned back to all of them and gave them one more smile. "Thank you guys so much for everything, and for your time. I'll see you next show!" Isabelle said, giving a little wave and hesitating, wondering if she could have yet another hug.

Simon took the steaming tea from Roselyn, thanking her under his breath as he took a long sip. It helped soothe his throat slightly, and he leaned against the counter, his eyes switching back and forth between Jamie and Isabelle. It was quite a show. His free hand wandered over to Roselyn's waist, curling around it and sliding his fingers covertly underneath her tank top. His nails grazed her skin lightly, and he sipped his tea like nothing was going on. Simon looked over at her and gave her a smirk, before taking another sip from his tea, which was perfectly made, as always.

"That's amazing. Blue dress, okay, I can remember that. We'll see you there," Jamie smiled before giving her another quick hug. Hopefully she hadn't noticed anything off. "Get home safe," he said, waving her off. He waited until Isabelle was out the door before letting out a large sigh. "Good job, guys," he told Roselyn and Simon, giving them a little smile. Jamie ran his fingers through his hair and leaned up against the wall. He couldn't get her scent out of his mind. She was so unbearably sweet smelling and gods, what he could give if he could just sink his fangs into her soft neck just once, just a little taste. But he knew he couldn't. She would remember too much.

Rose nodded her head a little at Si's mumblings of thanks, hardly noticing his nails on her bare flesh. She felt too high strung at the moment to notice anything gentle. She did, though, lean into him slightly as she drank her tea. "It was nice meeting you," Roselyn chirped out with a smile when Isabelle was leaving. Once the door was shut, she laid her head down on Si's shoulder. "I'm so hungry," she moaned out, turning her head to bury it in his arm, biting down lightly on the cloth covered flesh. It wouldn't help anything to bite Simon, she needed blood from an actual mortal.

Isabelle made her way out of the venue, finding her way to her car and driving to her motel of the night. She felt happiness spreading through her, and relished in it as she got herself a room and found her way to it. After dropping all of her stuff, she felt exhaustion run through her, and she quickly showered and changed before falling asleep alone, curled up on the bed.

Simon chuckled softly at Jamie's statement, patting Roselyn when she cried out about her hunger. "The girl was proper into you, mate, and she was mighty fit as well. And her smell was amazing, I can't imagine how her blood tastes. Was anyone else thinking about keeping her? Jamie, I know when you're into a girl, and that was it," He said, finishing his tea after and setting it down on the counter. He felt Rose's teeth against the fabric of his shirt, and he bit his bottom lip, he was hungry and halfway turned on. "C'mon, maybe we can find a random out back and have some dinner, make him forget and then we can go to bed," Simon suggested to her, his other hand snaking around the other side and pulling her close to him.

Jamie only glanced at Rose, knowing well everyone had to be hungry. "Can't just turn her. She doesn't even know we're vampires, or that they even exist. And I don't trust the roadies not to lay a hand on her," Jamie sighed, shaking his head. He thought about it though, letting her come aboard, work merch or something so she didn't feel like she wasn't doing anything. It would be nice. But gods, her blood was way too sweet smelling to trust her to stay human or even alive staying on the roadie bus. When Rose suggested the girl stay on their bus, it made him feel a little better about the idea. "If she actually comes next show, I'll see what she thinks about coming on board."

"Let her come on board with us, on our bus. I promise not to bite her, not even a nibble, unless she wants me too," Roselyn grinned, looking to Jamie as Si pulled her in close and she wrapped both her arms around him. "Promise, Si?" she asked, looking up to him through her lashes. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth to wet her lips slowly. She was right hungry.

Isabelle had already made her way into the venue, her spot on the floor somewhat close to the stage, though she was a little bit off towards the right. Everyone was filling in and then just milling about, as the show was about to start in a couple of minutes. Isabelle was beyond excited, anticipating maybe if Jamie would spot her out in the crowd. She had worn her little blue dress as she had promised, though it was covered over with a leather jacket. Isabelle tied it around her waist as it became hotter in the venue because of the amount of people, and she bounced on her feet as all of the lights dimmed and the band came on.

Simon shook out his hair before he made his way out onto the stage, settling himself behind his drum set. He had on a pair of tight ripped skinny jeans and a loose white tank top, all of his necklaces pulled through and laying on top. He got his drum sticks from his back pocket, sliding them into his hands and getting ready to start their first song. He watched as Rose made her way out, watching her hips sway, watching as she settled in her spot in front of her mic. She was the most attractive vampire that he'd ever laid eyes on.

Jamie tossed Roselyn a water bottle before heading out onto the stage, a grin on his lips. He could smell her. He could smell her even when he was in the dressing room. Gods, and it was so hypnotic. "Oi, you're an attractive bunch!" he yelled into the mic with a laugh, receiving laughs from the crowd and various comments. "There's a girl out there in a blue dress, bring her forward yeah? Front and center? Our songs tonight are dedicated to her, Isabelle for being such an amazing fan." When she was closer to the stage, he sent her a wink before starting off their set.

Roselyn caught the bottle of water from Jamie easily before heading out on stage. She wore a little short-sleeved black dress with a rose pattern on it and boots laced around her feet. Her long fingers were decorated with rings and a necklace hung around her neck. She had taken it from Simon just moments before, claiming it would be her new lucky necklace and that he wasn't allowed to have it back. It didn't seem like he had put up much of a fight for it anyway. She sent a wink into the crowd, waving to them with a smile, feeling Si's eyes on her. So Rose look to him and winked to him, before blowing him a cheeky kiss.

Isabelle broke out into the brightest smile when Jamie mentioned her name, and she felt herself being guided to the front with gentle hands from all directions. She made her way to the center and caught eye contact with him, flushing pink when he winked at her. Her eyes remained on him for mostly the whole night, entranced by his performance and the way that he moved. He was such an amazing artist and she could never get over it. Her body moved in tune with the music, and she swayed her hips and jumped and put her hands up according to every song and how it made her feel.

Simon smirked when Rose looked back at him and winked, and he returned the wink and the kiss. His eyes were dark and glittering from all of the stage lights, and he knew that she could see all of his feelings all bundled up there, all translated from just one look. Simon dove right into his drums when Jamie started the set, getting in tune with them, not even feeling his breath run short from exhaustion because he never had too. Sometimes his life just amazed him, how lucky he was to be here, with who he was with, being what he was. He poured all of that feeling into every song.

After their last song, Jamie told the crowd they were amazing and that he loved them all. He leaned over the edge of the stage to Isabelle and held his hand out to her. "What do you think about coming back stage again tonight?" he asked, speaking only loud enough for her to hear. Still, the fans around that area of the stage were ecstatic that he was that close to him and a few screamed his name. He helped her up onto the stage when she took his hand and lead her back, only letting go of her hand when he had to detangle himself from the wires and put his bass down. He placed his hand at the small of her back to lead her back to the dressing room they had. "You look absolutely beautiful in that dress, Isabelle," he complimented.

After the concert, Rose headed back stage, handing her guitar and the wires off to one of their techies and reminding them to be absolutely careful with her baby. Jamie had brought Isabelle up on stage and was taking her back to the dressing room. She would say yes to touring with them. She knew it. There was no way Isabelle would pass up this opportunity. Roselyn grabbed Si's hand with a grin. "Come with me," she said, leading him through the small hallway backstage, trying to find somewhere a little more quiet and secluded. Honestly, she just wanted a good snogging and the dressing room would be awkward since Jamie would be asking Isabelle to come along with them.

When Jamie leant down and offered his hand and invited her backstage, she nodded, reaching out for him and linking their hands together. He easily pulled her up onto the stage, and she could hear everyone screaming behind her and she could only laugh as she was ushered backstage. Jamie's hand was surprisingly cold in hers, but she didn't even care because he didn't even let go until he was out of view of everyone and had to put down his instrument. She watched and let him guide her with a hand at the small of her back to their dressing room for the night. When he complimented her on her dress, she flushed yet again, looking over and smiling up at him. "Thank you. Your show was amazing," Isabelle said, and she felt her body tingle where his hand was resting. Everything about him was almost hypnotic, and whenever she was around him she felt entranced. "Also thanks for inviting me to hang out with you guys again," She added, once they got in front of the door to their dressing room.

Simon handed off his drum sticks once they were backstage and ran a hand through his hair, watching Jamie as he guided Isabelle to their dressing room, his hands on her. When he looked over Rose was there, and he let her grab his hand, returning her grin and following her when she started to walk the opposite direction of the dressing room. She was probably feeling the same way he was, and he wanted her just as bad, in any way he could have her. He spotted a supply closet quickly, and he opened and ducked into the door, bringing Roselyn with him. As soon as the door was shut, he pressed her against it, pinning her with his body, his hands finding hers and holding them above her head against the door. He laced his fingers through hers, smirking before he leaned down and pressed his mouth against hers. It was a searing kiss, and he moved his leg so that his thigh pressed inbetween her legs, up against her. His tongue moved against her bottom lip, and he slid it inside when she opened her mouth, feeling the prick of the bottom of her fangs, and he moaned, low. One of his hands moved down to run along her body, feeling her curves and the swell of the side of her bum.

"Actually, I've a different reason to bring you back here tonight," Jamie started, giving himself a moment to gather his thoughts and how he was going to ask her this. "Since you plan on following us around, the band and I had a little talk last night. I wanted to know if you would like to tour along with us. You could stay on the band's bus so you won't feel awkward, and so you don't feel bad for just riding along and doing nothing, you could work with a few of the other roadies on selling merch before and after shows," he proposed, looking down to meet her eyes. Gods, being so close to her was driving him insane. How could he think that she'd be fine to bring along on tour and not bite her? It was hard enough not to do that now? But Jamie did have some self-control and there was no way she was going to find out the band were actually vampires.

Roselyn smirked as he pulled her into the supply closet and pressed her up against the door. "Glad you caught on," she said, tugging at her hands which were trapped above her in his. She kissed him back just as passionately. Simon drove her crazy, and all her adrenaline was rushing through her veins from the show. Rose parted her lips for him, letting him in. Her one hand now freed, tangled into his hair, pulling him close. She couldn't get enough of him. She wrapped one of her legs around him, pressing her hips against his.

Isabelle was beyond shocked when Jamie asked her if she wanted to stay with the band for the tour, and she was silent for a few moments, just taking it all in. She couldn't believe that it was actually happening, because if she could have wished for anything to happen she would have wanted this. "Jamie.. That sounds amazing. Of course I would love to come with you guys on tour! I'd be more than happy to sell merch and help out with anything I could. It's such an amazing offer, yes, of course, yes," Isabelle answered, and because she couldn't help herself, she moved to wrap her arms around his middle and give him a quick hug. "Thank you so much, Jamie," She murmured into the cotton of his shirt, before pulling back, looking up at him with a smile.

"Of course, baby," He drawled, and he moved his lips from her mouth and trailed along her jaw, moving along her neck. He let his fangs slide out, and he dragged them against her skin, nipping at her collarbones. Simon groaned when she wrapped her legs around him and pressed her hips against his, and he sucked a lovebite at her neck, where everyone could see. He was quite possessive when he wanted to be, and his hand wandered up underneath her shirt, grasping hard at the skin of her hips, and then he pushed her shirt all the way over her breasts, his hands continuing to roam. "I always want you so much, fuck, Rose, you're so fucking sexy," Simon murmured into her skin, kissing down to her breasts, continuing to nip with his sharp fangs, dragging them and humming under his breath.

Jamie waited patiently for her answer, knowing well that it was a lot to take in all at once. A grin appeared on his face when she had agreed to it, like he knew she would have. "Of course, love," he replied, hugging her back. He bit down on his lip harshly, because gods, she smelled so good. He had to keep reminding himself of self-control. He pulled back after a minute. "Like I said, you'll be staying on the bus with Roselyn, Simon, and I, and you'll get your own bunk. We don't have to leave for the next city for a few hours so we can head over to your place to pack some things up and get everything loaded onto the bus if you'd like," Jamie offered her, just so she would have her things.

Rose's eyes slid shut as he dragged his lips and fangs down her neck, letting out a soft moan as he worked on making a bruise on her skin. She had known well that he had wanted her for so long, she just loved teasing him, doing whatever she could to get under his skin and crave her that much more. Rose had just been waiting until she couldn't take it anymore. Yeah, Jamie was fucking attractive, but that seemed like a no-go zone, and gods, Simon. He could be an asshole, yeah, but there was always something there that attracted her that much more to him. "Shhh, don't want anyone checking up on why there's talking coming from a supply closet?" she asked with a slight grin, breath a little laboured as his lips and fangs hit all the right places. She pulled her shirt up over her head before pulling his off as well, tossing it with hers.