We'll Build This Love From the Ground Up

Even after she'd been in the living room area for about twenty minutes, no one had really moved, except for Zacky coming into the room. "Wow, you guys are a lively bunch," Rosalie said. "And here I thought you could handle your alcohol." She snorted when Matt raised his middle finger into the air.

"I don't see you doing anything," Johnny pointed out.

"Well, I'm special," Rosalie told him. "I'm a lady." Next to her, Jimmy snorted and she slugged him on the arm, earning a whine from him. Soon enough the bus came to a stop, and this time Rosalie knew they were at the venue. Everyone groaned as they got to their feet, since it seemed like all of them were still hurting from last night. But she knew once the adrenaline from the show started to filter in, they would feel fine. As she followed the guys into the venue, an idea popped into Rosalie's head and she smirked to herself. If she and Zacky were going to start having sex, then that meant she had every right to fuck with him. She waited until the other guys had disappeared around a corner before she grabbed Zacky by the elbow and dragged him away to a secluded doorway. "So...when was the last time you had someone go down on you?" Rosalie asked, smirking as she trailed her hand down Zacky's chest. She curled her fingers over the top of his jeans. "I mean, there's no reason we can't start our little agreement now, right? Unless you'd rather not?"

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Brian was a little surprised when his phone vibrated again. He thought that his short response would've been enough of a clue for Sasha that he wanted to end the conversation. He waited a few minutes before he unlocked his phone and read the message, smirking as he did. Oh really now? Well I suppose I'll have to keep that in mind for next time. Now he was going to have to get her after the show, before they started off for the next town. He would before the show, but they didn't have time to really do much. But after the show he could take a little bit more time with her, maybe bend her over one of his amps before she loaded them back onto the trailer. As a matter of fact, I want you to make yourself available after the show. I'm going to bend you over one of my amps and give you a little something to think about while you're laying in your bunk tonight. Brian sent a second message to Sasha before setting his phone down, actually managing to doze off before he felt the bus slowing to a stop once again. He groaned as he stood up, stretching and grabbing his phone before following Matt off of the bus. When they got to their dressing room, Brian was quick to take a seat on the small couch, looking around and raising an eyebrow when he realized there were only four people here. "I think Zacky got lost," he pointed out, laughing.

Zacky was casually walking into the venue when he felt someone grab on his arm. Before he could even react, he was being dragged down the hall and into an empty room. He huffed as he looked at Rosalie, wondering what the hell she was doing. But he didn't have time to ask before she placed her fingers on his jeans. He glanced down and then back up at her, raising an eyebrow. Wow, she was really taking this seriously, huh? "You just want us to get caught so badly, don't you?" he asked, grabbing her hand and moving it downwards towards his crotch. "The guys will notice we're missing and Jimmy's going to make assumptions." He reached up and placed his hands on her hips, pushing her backwards until she hit the wall. He smirked as he leaned down, his lips centimeters from hers. "But you need to be punished for being a tease." He pressed his lips to hers before kissing down to her neck, nipping at her skin before he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up.

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Sasha bit her lip anxiously as she waited for Brian to respond, grinning when her phone dinged. She picked it up and read his text, her cheeks burning bright red. She'd definitely said the right thing. No problem. She put her phone down and grinned to herself, feeling like a happy little schoolgirl who was getting asked out by the quarterback from the football team. When they finally got to the venue, she quickly changed her clothes and tied her hair up before beginning to help unload all the equipment with the rest of the roadies. She couldn't keep her mind off Brian, though, imagining what he might do to her after the show. She just couldn't get the image out of her head. But she needed to stay focused or she'd end up screwing something up. And she didn't want to deal with that again. She helped carry some amps in, raising an eyebrow when she saw Rosalie dragging Zacky down the hallway and into a room. She wondered what they were doing since they seemed to hate each other every time she'd been around them.

Rosalie smirked when Zacky moved her hand down to his crotch, slowly starting to palm him through his jeans. There was just something she liked about feeling a man grow hard in her hand. It almost made her feel powerful. "Those idiots won't notice anything and if Jimmy didn't believe that we had sex when we were fucking in the room right next to him, what kinds of assumptions is he going to make?" Rosalie asked. She walked backwards as Zacky backed her into a wall, her smirk growing when she heard the words that left his mouth. She didn't mind giving blowjobs without getting anything in return, but she wasn't going to deny whatver Zacky was trying to offer her. "Oh yeah? And how are you going to punish me?" Rosalie whispered, tilting her head to the side as Zacky kissed along her neck. She squeaked as she was lifted up, locking her legs around Zacky's waist. Maybe she was taking this too far too fast, but honestly, she was just caught up in the excitement of being able to get laid whenever she wanted. It was like having a boyfriend without having to do any of the work of a relationship. She would say she and Zacky were friends with benefits, but that would mean they were friends. Rosalie placed her hands on either side of Zacky's neck, kissing him hard as she pulled his hips against hers. "So what's this punishment you mentioned?" Rosalie asked, her lips grazing Zacky's as she spoke. "I think you're the one being a tease now."

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Brian smirked when he heard his phone ding, saying he had a message, because he knew it was from Sasha. He decided not to respond to her message, since there wasn't really anything to say and they were in the green room anyway. "Where the fuck do you think Zacky ran off to?" Brian asked, a little curious as to where the other guitarist had disappeared to. Everyone else just shrugged, either too distracted to really listen to him or they didn't really care. About ten minutes later, a crew member stuck their head in the door, telling them it was time to get ready to go onstage. Zacky still hadn't returned at this point, but surely he wouldn't be late. He knew what time the show was. Brian approached the place where his guitars were kept, smirking and letting out a low whistle when he spotted Sasha bent over, fiddling with something on one of his guitars. "Now this is a view I could get used to," he said. He laid his hand on her back, slowly sliding it down her spine to her backside. "You'd look a little better with your pants around your ankles, but we'll save that for after the show." Brian gave Sasha's ass a little squeeze before he stood back, waiting for her to hand him a guitar. He gave it a couple test strums, smiling when he heard how good it sounded. "Fantastic," he said. "This one sounds great, Sasha. Good job."

Zacky chuckled, smirking at her. "I haven't decided yet," he said. "There're so many options." He looked over her body before glancing back up at her. He pressed his lips to hers again, kissing her roughly. He bit down on her bottom lip and tugged it into his mouth, sucking gently on it. He pulled back when he heard over the intercom that it was almost showtime. "Aw, fuck. I'm gonna be late." He gently set her down on the ground, sighing heavily. "We'll come back to this, yeah?" He smacked her ass, just in time to hear the door open. He glanced over and saw his tech come in, a frustrated look on his face. He smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Hey, man. Sorry. I was just on my way."

"Yeah, yeah. Come on," Tom muttered, his arms folded across his chest.

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Sasha blushed slightly as she turned to look at Brian. She handed him a guitar and bit her lip gently as she watched him. "Thanks," she murmured. "I think I've gotten better." She brushed her hands off on her pants and smirked slightly. "Have fun out there." She reached forward and gently brushed her fingers over the crotch of his jeans. "I'll be waiting for you." She pulled her hand away and walked off, frowning when she heard Tom cursing. All the other techs were with their band members, but Tom was alone. Zacky hadn't shown up yet, and he was getting frustrated. "I saw him walk off with the girl, Rosalie. He might still be with her, because I haven't seen her anywhere."

Tom sighed heavily, shaking his head. "I'll go find him," he muttered, setting the guitar down and walking off to find Zacky. Sasha shook her head, grabbing a bottle of water and taking a sip. Hopefully Zacky wouldn't ruin the show. He knew better, and she knew he wouldn't do something so stupid.

Rosalie kissed Zacky back eagerly, trying to grind her hips into his for a little bit of friction. She was such a little slut, but she didn't even care. She was a little irritated when someone called over the intercom that it was almost showtime. She didn't give a damn about the show, she wanted some dick. Rosalie let out a squeak when Zacky slapped her ass, actually turning a little red when Tom walked in. She waited until Tom had slipped back out of the room before she pulled Zacky back, kissing him heatedly. "You owe me now," she said to him. "I don't like being teased."

Rosalie palmed Zacky through his jeans for a second before she flounced out of the room, smirking at Zacky over her shoulder before she left. "Where have you been, Rosie?" Jimmy asked when she appeared at the side stage, wiggling his eyebrows. "Did you sneak off with Zacky and have sex again?" The tone of his voice tod Rosalie that he was being sarcastic, and she just rolled her eyes at him before she walked away.

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Brian hissed in through his teeth when he felt Sasha's hand touch his crotch. He was going to be thinking about fucking her during the entire show now. He took his first guitar, going over to where everyone was gathered as they got ready to go onstage. He bounced on the balls of his feet, watching as Jimmy slipped out to take his place behind the drumset. Johnny went out next and the crowd started to scream, which Brian and Zacky used as their cue to go out on stage. They started the first song and Matt came out as he started to sing. Just like it always did, the show flew by, and before Brian knew it, they were all hurrying offstage, handing their instruments to their techs. "You're coming back to our bus tonight," he whispered to Sasha. He didn't give a damn what everyone else thought, they could bitch at him all they wanted. He wouldn't care though, he was going to get laid.

Zacky groaned when she palmed him through his jeans before leaving, shaking his head. What a little tease. He would definitely get her back for that later. He went to where all the guys were getting ready, smiling sheepishly at his tech as he handed him his guitar. He pulled the strap over his shoulder and strummed a few chords before nodding his head. "Sounds good," he said, patting Tom's shoulder. He went on stage when it was time to, playing his heart out like he did every night. When the show had finished, he walked offstage and handed his guitar to Tom again before he went to get a beer. He took a swig and sat down for a minute to catch his breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He looked around for Rosalie, biting his lip gently when his eyes finally landed on her. He could see Jimmy teasing her like he always did, and he shook his head. That man would be the death of all of them.

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Sasha took Brian's guitar when he came offstage, biting her lip hard when he whispered into her ear, unable to help the shiver than ran up her spine. He could probably say anything to her, and she would still get chills. He just had that effect on her. She smirked slightly, nodding her head in agreement before she went off to take care of his guitar and the equipment. She honestly couldn't believe what she'd gotten herself into, but she really didn't mind. She wasn't stupid, she knew her feelings would get involved at some point, but until then, she could enjoy the attention, right? Did that make her a whore? Probably, but oh well. She finally found someone that somewhat treated her right, especially in bed, and she was going to take advantage of that. She knelt down, humming softly to herself as she turned off the amp, disconnecting it from his guitar.

Rosalie stood off to the side of the stage during the show, watching the guys as they performed. She remembered when she was one of maybe three people in the audience and now they were playing for thousands of fans. After the show, everyone went to the green room, Rosalie grabbing a beer before sitting down on the couch. Jimmy sat down next to her, a devious grin on his face. "What the fuck do you want now, you big idiot?" she asked.

"I bet you were oggling Zacky while we were on stage, weren't you, Rosie?" he teased. "I mean, you guys had sex, so you're like a thing now, aren't you?"

"Jimmy, if you don't get the fuck away from me, I'm going to punch you in the throat," Rosalie said. She spotted Zacky staring at them, trying to hide laughter, and she glared at him before turning to shove Jimmy's face away when her ear. "I'm going to go back to the bus," Rosalie said somewhat loudly, getting up from the couch. "I'm tired of listening to you jabber in my fucking ear."

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"I'll see you on about fifteen minutes, then," Brian said, smirking when he noticed Sasha nod her head. He went into the green room and grabbed a beer before he headed back to the bus. He wished they were staying in a hotel tonight so he and Sasha could have a little more privacy, but it wouldn't be the first time the guys had had to listen to one of them having sex. At this point they just sort of tuned out the noises. Back at the bus, Brian guzzled down his beer as he waited for Sasha, kicking off his shoes and slipping off his shoes. He didn't care to spend a lot of time on foreplay or taking off clothes. When he heard the door to the bus open, he glanced at the time on his phone and smirked when he noticed when it had been only five minutes or so since he'd left the green room. "I guess you couldn't wait fifteen minutes, could you?" Brian teased, waltzing into the living room area. He smirked faltered when he saw Rosalie standing there instead of Sasha. "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.

"I live here too, fuckwad," she said.

"Well unless you want to hear me screwing my guitar tech, you might want to get out," Brian said, waving her away with his hand.

Zacky watched Rosalie leave, shaking his head as he got up and walked over to Jimmy, sitting beside him. "You know, you're going to piss her off to the point she doesn't want to talk to you," he said, taking a swig of his beer as he leaned back. There had only been one other time where Jimmy had pissed Rosalie off like that before, and it was when he told her she wasn't allowed to come on tour with them the first time they ever went on tour. He didn't think it was safe for her to be on the road in a cramped van with little money for food, and it had turned into this big argument in which Jimmy had pissed Rosalie off like he never had before. Eventually he'd apologized and told her she could come, but it had been a big deal for them.

"That?" Jimmy asked, snorting. "Oh please, I'm just teasing her. She insists the two of you had sex and it's hilarious."

"We did," Zacky said, rolling his eyes when Jimmy burst out laughing. "Whatever, Jimmy. Don't believe us." He stood up and began heading back to the bus, ready to just lay down and relax. Or maybe nobody would be there and he could tease Rosalie again.

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Sasha helped everyone finish putting away equipment before she headed back to the bus. She stopped outside and pulled her hair down, shaking it out a little before she opened the door and walked on. Her brows furrowed when she saw Zacky and Rosalie sitting in the lounge area, biting her lip gently. She walked past them back towards the bunks. "Brian?" she murmured, hoping he hadn't changed his mind and made her look like a fool. She doubted he'd do that considering he seemed like he really wanted her tonight, but you never know. Maybe he'd found someone better while she was putting equipment away. It wouldn't surprise her, really. She didn't think she was Brian's typical lay anyways. Blonde hair, big tits, nice ass. She was the opposite of all of that.

"It wouldn't be the last time I had to listen to one of you idiots try and convince some poor girl that you know how to use your dick," Rosalie shot back, smirking at Brian. She laughed when Brian huffed and stomped back to his bus, mumbling something about how he did in fact know how to use his dick. She'd just barely turned on the TV when the door opened and Zacky stepped onto the bus. Rosalie smirked again. She was wondering how long it would take for him to show up here. "Brian is in his bunk, he said he's waiting on Sasha," she said, watching as Zacky came to sit near her on the couch. "You know they're going to have sex, so we may have to go somewhere else. Because I still need to get you back for earlier." She scooted a little closer to Zacky, laying her hand on his thigh. "Because what you did earlier was mean, Zacky, I didn't appreciate that very much," she said, leaning in close to his ear. She smirked slightly as she moved her hand further up his thigh. Messing with Zacky when he couldn't really make any sound was perfect revenge. Rosalie was just about to move her hand up a little more when the door opened again, and she sprung away from Zacky as Sasha came onto the bus. "He's waiting for you in his bunk," she told the tech sweetly. Once Sasha had disappeared from sight, Rosalie stood up and grabbed Zacky by the hand, dragging him into the driver's compartment, shutting and locking the door.

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"Fuck you, I know how to use my dick," Brian grumbled as he walked back to his bunk. He climbed in and settled into the mattress, listening up to the front of the bus. He heard the door open and thought it might be Sasha, but instead he heard Zacky's voice. Damn, was everyone coming back to the bus? Brian thought he and Sasha might as least have a little time to themselves before everyone started heading back to the bus, but it didn't look like it anymore. A few minutes later he heard the door open again, and this time he heard Sasha calling out for him. Brian poked his head out of his bunk, smirking when he saw her. "I'm right here, sweetheart," he said. "Trust me, I wasn't going to run away from you." He helped Sasha up into his bunk, not even caring that Zacky and Rosalie were twenty feet away as he immediately moved over the top of her, attaching his lips to her neck. He nipped and sucked at her skin, slipping his hands underneath her shirt. He pulled back to slip it off, tossing it the other end of the bunk before reaching behind her back to undo her bra. Brian leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, pinching the pink bud between his teeth, rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger. With his free hand, he started to work on removing her pants, tugging them down her thighs as quickly as he could manage with one hand.

Zacky grunted when Rosalie dragged him into the driver's compartment, huffing. "You know, you could use your words instead of dragging me everywhere," he said, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her down into the driver's seat. He moved to his knees in front of her, reaching up to unzip her jeans. He popped the button and grabbed onto the belt loops, tugging them down her thighs. He didn't even wait for her to respond to what he was doing before he grabbed for her panties too, tugging them down her thighs as well. Once he had both pieces of clothing around her ankles, he spread her legs as far as they would go and reached his hand into the gap. He leaned up and pressed his lips to hers as he ran his fingertips over her slit, smirking against her lips. If she wanted to play dirty, then he could play dirty.

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Sasha grinned when Brian appeared from his bunk, climbing up inside of it with his help. She gasped softly as he moved over top of her and instantly started kissing her and touching her body. "You waste no time, huh?" she breathed out, reaching up and pushing her fingers back through his hair. She sat up slightly to help him get her shirt off, followed by her bra. She fell back onto the small mattress, letting out a soft moan when his lips instantly attached to one of her nipples. She lifted her hips and shimmied out of her pants, kicking them off. She used her foot to push them out of the bunk, smirking slightly when she heard them land with a thump on the floor. She moved her hands down and gripped the hem of her panties, pushing them down her hips and shimmying out of them as well. Except this time, she didn't kick them out of the bunk. She would need to put them back on before she got out when they were done. She felt so exposed under him, completely naked while he was still fully clothed. But for some reason, she didn't seem to care.

"Or I can just keep doing what I want and you can shut up," Rosalie shot back, smirking as Zacky pushed her down into the driver's seat. Before she could really say anything, Zacky was tugging her jeans and underwear down her legs, spreading her legs. She moaned softly when he started to rub her clit, kissing him back roughly. She didn't even care that it was Zacky or that they'd essentially made a bet to see how long they could have sex before anyone found out, she was a little whore and she wanted this. She didn't care who it was coming from, she wanted the pleasure. She couldn't help it, being a slut was pretty much the only thing she was good at. "Fuck Zack, please," Rosalie said softly. "Whatever you're going to do, just do it. Don't be mean. I'll be mean right back and I promise you won't like that." She paused, moaning softly again and smirking at Zacky. "Or maybe you will, who knows. I don't know how you work yet." Rosalie decided she'd had enough of Zacky's teasing, and she pushed him away so that she could get to her feet. She kicked off her shoes and the clothing around her ankles before copying Zacky and forcing him into the driver's seat, slipping her shirt over her head before climbing into his lap. "I don't like to be teased very much, Zacky," Rosalie whispered, grinding her hips against his. She was essentially giving him a lap dance, but she didn't think he would mind. "Well, sometimes I do. But right now I just want someone to fuck me. Do you think you can manage that?"

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"Not a minute, sweetheart," Brian whispered. He smirked as he watched Sasha remove the rest of her clothing, figuring now he didn't have to do that himself. He couldn't hear Zacky or Rosalie anymore, but there was still no telling when someone else would come back to the bus. "I'm glad you're making my job easier, sweetheart," Brian murmured, teasing his index finger along Sasha's slit. He teased her for a few seconds before he pressed two fingers into her, curling his fingers before starting to pump them. With his free hand, Brian slowly undid the button and zipper on his jeans, somehow managing to get both of these off fairly easily. He shoved his clothes to the floor, not really caring who saw them lying on the floor. Brian pulled his fingers out of Sasha, catching her eye and licking them clean before he grabbed her hips and turned her over onto her stomach. "Stay just like that," Brian instructed, moving away to search blindly in his bag underneath the bunk for a condom. He opened the package and rolled it onto himself, moving up between Sasha's let's. "I'm going to hold you down and fuck you into this mattress," Matt whispered huskily to Jenna. "Would you like fast sweetheart?"

"Or I can just keep doing what I want and you can shut up," Rosalie shot back, smirking as Zacky pushed her down into the driver's seat. Before she could really say anything, Zacky was tugging her jeans and underwear down her legs, spreading her legs. She moaned softly when he started to rub her clit, kissing him back roughly. She didn't even care that it was Zacky or that they'd essentially made a bet to see how long they could have sex before anyone found out, she was a little whore and she wanted this. She didn't care who it was coming from, she wanted the pleasure. She couldn't help it, being a slut was pretty much the only thing she was good at. "Fuck Zack, please," Rosalie said softly. "Whatever you're going to do, just do it. Don't be mean. I'll be mean right back and I promise you won't like that." She paused, moaning softly again and smirking at Zacky. "Or maybe you will, who knows. I don't know how you work yet." Rosalie decided she'd had enough of Zacky's teasing, and she pushed him away so that she could get to her feet. She kicked off her shoes and the clothing around her ankles before copying Zacky and forcing him into the driver's seat, slipping her shirt over her head before climbing into his lap. "I don't like to be teased very much, Zacky," Rosalie whispered, grinding her hips against his. She was essentially giving him a lap dance, but she didn't think he would mind. "Well, sometimes I do. But right now I just want someone to fuck me. Do you think you can manage that?"

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"Not a minute, sweetheart," Brian whispered. He smirked as he watched Sasha remove the rest of her clothing, figuring now he didn't have to do that himself. He couldn't hear Zacky or Rosalie anymore, but there was still no telling when someone else would come back to the bus. "I'm glad you're making my job easier, sweetheart," Brian murmured, teasing his index finger along Sasha's slit. He teased her for a few seconds before he pressed two fingers into her, curling his fingers before starting to pump them. With his free hand, Brian slowly undid the button and zipper on his jeans, somehow managing to get both of these off fairly easily. He shoved his clothes to the floor, not really caring who saw them lying on the floor. Brian pulled his fingers out of Sasha, catching her eye and licking them clean before he grabbed her hips and turned her over onto her stomach. "Stay just like that," Brian instructed, moving away to search blindly in his bag underneath the bunk for a condom. He opened the package and rolled it onto himself, moving up between Sasha's legs. "I'm going to hold you down and fuck you into this mattress," Brian whispered huskily to Sasha. "Would you like fast sweetheart?"

Zacky was surprised when Rosalie got up and pushed him back, smirking as he watched her undress. He let out a soft whine as she began grinding her hips on his, reaching up and placing his hands on her waist. He moved his hands up her sides, stopping at the level of her breasts before pulling her body closer to his so their faces were only centimeters apart. "I believe I can," he mumbled, leaning forward to close the gap by pressing his lips to hers. He moved his hands back down, letting go of her and unzipping his jeans. He slid his hand between the flaps of the fabric, into his boxers, and pulled himself out. He didn't want to waste any time, especially knowing the guys could join them back on the bus at any minute. They would have to make this fast. Hopefully there were some fans dying to meet Matt, Jimmy and Johnny.

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Sasha gasped softly when Brian flipped her over, doing as he told her. She laid still, listening to him grab a condom. She nestled her head into the pillow and glanced over her shoulder at him, biting her lip gently as she nodded her head. "Yes," she murmured, pulling her legs under body just a bit so she could lift her hips up for him. It was pretty cramped in the bunk so she couldn't be on all fours like she would want to be, but the least she could do was make it easier for him to get inside of her without having to struggle with her legs in the way. She lifted one arm and reached up to pull the pillow a bit further under her head to make it more comfortable so she wouldn't strain her neck, gripping onto the pillowcase as she waited for him to enter her. "I'm ready, Brian," she encouraged.

Rosalie smirked as she was pulled against Zacky's body, kissing him back eagerly when he closed the gap between their lips. She felt him reach between their bodies to pull himself out of his boxers, and she pushed his hand away to wrap her fingers around his dick. She knew they didn't have a lot of time, so she stroked him fast, quickly getting him to his full length. Rosalie kissed Zacky again as she moved up onto her knees, using her hand to guide Zacky into her, moaning into his mouth as she lowered herself onto him. Since they didn't have much time before the rest of the guys could be coming back to the bus, Rosalie wasted no time in starting to bounce in Zacky's lap, grinding her hips into his. She was probably going to have chafe marks on her thighs from Zacky's jeans after this, but she didn't care. "Oh shit, that's good," she said breathlessly. Rosalie smirked at Zacky as she pulled back, reaching around behind her back to undo her bra. She didn't care that she was completely naked now while Zacky still had all of his clothes on. It probably showed how much of a whore she was, but Rosalie was just as comfortable with her clothes off as she was with them on.

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Brian smirked at Sasha's words. "I bet you are, sweetheart," he whispered. "I bet you are." He nudged her legs a bit further apart, gripping himself in his hand and teasing his tip along her slit. If they had a little more time before the other guys came back to the bus, he'd tease her a little more, but since they didn't, it would have to wait until next time. Not that Brian really cared if the other guys heard him fucking Sasha, he just preferred not to listen to them bitch about it all night. Honestly, they acted like he'd never had to listen to one of them fuck some random groupie. They were just jealous that he was getting laid and they weren't. Brian pulled Sasha's hips into his slightly as he finally entered her, digging his fingertips into her skin as he started to thrust into her. Since it was so cramped in the bunk, Brian was forced to lean over Sasha's back as he thrust into her, creating an interesting angle of penetration. "Nice and tight sweetheart, you feel so good," Brian whispered into Sasha's ear, nipping at her earlobe. "No one's around, don't be shy, make a little noise," Brian said. Honestly, he had no idea if Zacky and Rosalie were still on the bus, but either way, he didn't give a shit. He liked to hear a woman make noise when he was fucking her, no matter if there were people around to hear her or not.

Zacky groaned softly, gripping her hips tightly. He smirked as he watched her, sliding one hand up to cup her breast, squeezing it gently and flicking his thumb over her nipple. He moved his hand back down to her hip, sliding it around to slap her ass. He smirked when she let out a noise of surprise, slapping her ass again. "I keep my promises," he grunted, leaning forward slightly to press his lips to hers. He moaned softly as he dug his fingernails into her skin, beginning to thrust up into her. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually enjoyed having sex with anyone but Gena. Sure, groupies were great and it was a way to have meaningless sex, but it just wasn't enjoyable anymore. Usually, he would let the girls top so they could do all the work, and while Rosalie was still topping, he was way more into it than he normally was. Maybe it was the excitement of hiding their little sexcapades, or the bet they had, but it didn't matter. It felt good.

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Sasha nodded at his words and moaned out, gripping onto the sheets below her. As awkward as this position was, she didn't really care because it meant she was even closer to him than she'd normally be. His chest was nearly completely pressed against her back, and it was comforting, as weird as that sounded. If she could secretly pretend even for just a little bit that he thought of her the same way she was starting to think about him, that was all she needed. She reached up with one hand and wrapped it around the back of his neck, lifting her head slightly and turning just enough so she could press her lips to his. She moaned into his mouth as she began to press her hips back, matching his thrusts to the best of her ability in such a cramped space. She pulled back for air after a moment and sucked in a breath, panting softly as she pressed her head back into the pillow. She could already feel the sweat beginning to form at her hairline, knowing she'd definitely need a longer shower after this. "Fuck, Brian, harder," she whimpered.

Rosalie moaned softly when Zacky squeezed her breast, letting out a soft noise of surprise when he slapped her ass. He was getting a little brave, not that she minded. She couldn't remember the last time sex had felt this good, and besides the other night with Zacky in the hotel, she couldn't remember the last time she'd had an orgasm. It still surprised her, but Zacky was just so good. Rosalie kissed Zacky back eagerly when he pressed his lips to hers, digging her fingertips into his shoulders as he started to thrust up into her. She was so used to doing all of the work when she was on top, so she didn't mind at all that Zacky was putting in a little bit of effort. A few minutes later, Rosalie felt her orgasm start to creep up on her, and she got a little sloppy with the way she moved her hips. "I'm getting close, Zack," she said breathlessly, tangling her fingers into his hair. She tugged on it as she came, kissing him hard to muffle her sounds a little. She continued to move until Zacky had finished, resting against Zacky's chest as she caught her breath. "I've got to say, I'm a little surprised that you're so good," Rosalie teased. She pulled back, giving him a long, slow kiss before she got up from his lap, collecting her clothes. "We should clean that chair," Rosalie laughed, peeking out to see if anyone was there before she darted off to the bathroom to clean herself up and get dressed.

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Brian smirked when Sasha turned her head to kiss him, kissing her back and best he could with the awkward angle. When she started to move her hips back against his, Brian gripped her hips tightly, thrusting into her harder before she could even ask him to. "You like it rough, don't you, sweetheart?" Brian rasped into Sasha's ear, nipping at her earlobe. He wished they were in an actual bed, so that he could have enough room to just pound into her, but he would make due with what he had. She seemed to be enjoying herself regardless, so Brian was happy. He increased his pace a little bit more, resting his forehead between Sasha's shoulderblades. He could already feel the sweat collecting on his forehead and the back of his neck, but Brian saw a little bit of sweat as the sign that he'd done a good job. Well, that and the sounds coming from the woman he was fucking. His first clue that someone might be back was the sound of footsteps hurrying from the front of the bus to the bathroom. But Brian didn't care if anyone was back, it wasn't like they could stop now. "Let me help you out a little, baby," Brian said, reaching around Sasha's waist to rub at her clit. "Come for me, okay? Let me hear you say my name."

Zacky groaned out when he finally reached his orgasm, panting softly as he leaned back in the chair. He watched her get up after a minute, looking her over. His brows furrowed when she said she was surprised how good he was, slightly offended. "You act like I'm a fifteen-year-old virgin," he said as he got up, fixing his jeans. "I'm damn good at sex. Why do you think I get so many girls?" Maybe that wasn't something to be entirely proud of, that he slept around so much, but he could at least be proud of the fact that so many women wanted him. He looked down at the chair, knowing he should probably clean it, but felt too lazy to do it. Rosalie could do it when she was done in the bathroom for insulting him. He sat down on the couch, running his fingers through his hair. He would definitely need to take a shower, but he knew as soon as the guys got back, Matt would head for the shower first. And Zacky wasn't about to get in Matt's way.

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Sasha gasped softly when she felt Brian's fingers on her clit, her hips jerking forward as she moaned his name. She grunted as she adjusted her arms underneath her chest, since they had started to fall asleep. It felt like her body was on fire, half from the pleasure and the orgasm that was building in her abdomen and half from the fact that she was sticky with sweat. She gripped onto the sheets, pressing her hips back a few more times as she began to pant. She moaned his name out, arching her back and letting out a small cry of pleasure as she finally reached her orgasm, panting heavily as her body collapsed against the mattress. She kept her hips pressed against his to try and help him get to his orgasm, but her limbs were falling asleep and being strained and she was tired. She didn't care if anyone heard them. She was sure it wasn't the first time any of them had heard each other having sex. Besides, she was sure at this point that everyone knew Brian was fucking her, so what was there to hide or be embarrassed about?

"Because they feel sorry for you?" Rosalie teased, shouting it over her shoulder as she hurried off to the bathroom. She could hear noises coming from the bunks as she passed by and she was almost one hundred percent sure it was Sasha and Brian, but she didn't really care. As long as they didn't know about her and Zacky, they could fuck each other's brains out all night long for all she cared. Once she was cleaned up, Rosalie took a second to look at herself in the mirror before she left the bathroom, knowing Jimmy's eagle eyes would notice her sex hair if she didn't brush it out with her fingers. When she walked out of the bathroom, the first thing she noticed was Zacky sitting on the couch. "Did you clean the chair?" Rosalie asked, although she already knew the answer. Of course he didn't, or he wouldn't be sitting here on the couch. "You're worthless, Zack Baker."

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Brian continued to rub his fingers over Sasha's clit, trying to keep a rhythm in time with his hips. Thankfully it wasn't long before he Sasha finally reached her orgasm, and Brian thrust into her a few more times before he hit his own, filling the end of the condom. He knew Sasha had to be in an uncomfortable position, so he only rested against her for a few seconds while he caught his breath and then he moved away. "If you want to take a shower or anything to get cleaned up, I'd do it now before everyone else comes back," Brian told her. He pulled off the condom and tied it off, tugging up his boxers before he climbed out of the bunk. The first thing he saw was Zacky sitting on the couch, twiddling his thumbs like an idiot. "Why the hell are you here?" Brian asked. He tossed the condom into the trashcan. "Shouldn't you still be out, killing your living and letting us have a little privacy? We might could've gone another round but now we can't, since you're here. You ruin everything Zack, jeez."

Zacky scoffed at Rosalie's comment, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, thanks," he muttered. Wouldn't be the first time someone told him that. He was used to hearing it by now. But he didn't have much time to dwell on that insult when Brian came out from the bunks and hit him with another one. "Oh, fuck me. Do I have a sticker on my forehead that says 'free insults?'" He huffed as he stood up, grabbing his cigarettes and walking off the bus. He shut the door behind him and leaned against the bus, pulling a cigarette from the pack and lighting it. He closed his eyes and rested his head back, nearly jumping a foot in the air when Jimmy yelled in his ear. He took a few steps to the side and glared at the taller man. "Hey, fuck you. I'm trying to de-stress."

"You didn't look stressed enough to me," Jimmy said with a shrug, smirking at him before climbing on the bus.

Zacky rolled his eyes and took a long puff of his cigarette, considering getting drunk and locking himself in the bathroom for the night.

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Sasha laid there for a moment, listening to Brian's words. She rolled over onto her back and reached for her panties, pulling them on before she climbed out of the bunk, covering her chest for safety. She made sure nobody else was around before quickly grabbing her bra and pulling it on. She pulled the rest of her clothes on and pushed her hair back, figuring she'd just go back to her own bus to shower. She didn't think it would be a good idea to stay at the guys' bus any longer than she needed to. She was feeling things that she shouldn't be and if she stayed any longer, it would just progress and become a much bigger problem. She walked out of the bunks and looked at Brian, biting her lip. "Um, goodnight," she mumbled awkwardly, walking past him and heading for the door. What else was she supposed to say? Thanks for the fuck, it was amazing?

Rosalie rolled her eyes as Zacky headed off of the bus, deciding she might as well go up and clean the chair. Their driver was nice and she did so many things for them, he deserved to not have to sit in their mess. She scrubbed the chair with a fabric cleaner before heading back to the living room area, seeing the door closing behind Sasha as she left. "I guess Zacky is outside pouting?" she asked, plopping down on the couch. She knew that she and Brian had probably pissed Zacky off a little and surprisingly, Rosalie actually felt a little bad. It was a strange feeling for her, feeling pity for Zacky. "So Brian, I saw that you ran Sasha off," Rosalie teased, looking over at the guitarist with a smirk. It was way more than obvious to everyone that Brian was screwing his tech, she just hoped they wouldn't have to deal with Larry's wrath if Brian ran her completely off the tour.

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"Shut the fuck up, you pussy," Brian said, watching as Zacky stood and walked off the bus. The rhythm guitarist seemed to be in an exceptionally pissy mood tonight for some reason. Maybe he just needed to get laid or something. A few minutes after Brian sat down, Sasha came walking up from the bunks. "Goodnight," he said, grinning at her. "You're headed back to your bus, then?" He didn't expect Sasha to stay, and honestly, he was kind of glad that she wasn't. He didn't want her to get attached to him. "Fuck off Rosalie," he said to the blonde. "She needed to leave. I don't want her getting fucking attached to me. I'm not going through that shit again."