This Imperfect Cemetery Drive
Chapter Nine
Davey's POV
"Oh my god..." Lyanah said. She had her shirt on backwards and her shoes basically hanging off of her feet. I didn't look much better. We walked onto our bus, making sure that it really was AFI's bus. We walked into the bunk area closing the door behind us. I grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her against me. Her sexed up hair making me smile. Her skin was still lathered with sweat.
"So, since our embarrassing event has passed, what now?" Lyannah asked pulling herself away from me, sitting on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. I sat down next to her, cupping her small face in my hands and leaned over, slowly pressing butterfly kisses on her neck. I felt her shiver in my hold as she tilted her head to the side.
"Do you think t-they're mad?" I didn't care, I didn't want her to care either. MCR was alright, they were a immature band, but that's where the fun is brought in. I only have a issue with that Gerard! Gerard hasn't even liked me at all since day one, and I just gave up on trying to be his friend.
"Forget about them." I said, pulling her on top of my lap. She didn't agree, her small hands clung to the rim of my pants, tugging every now and then so that my crotch rubbed against her causing her to moan. I stood up, pulling her up along with me. I backed us up against the wall, I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist.
We were interrupted by three steady knocks at the door. I didn't care, I had Lyannah against the wall, my legs in between hers, her fingers biting into my shoulder and her body arched against mine. Her head was leaning back against the wall, exposing her neck to me. I attached my lips to it, kissing up and down her neck as I grinded between her legs. We were still both aware that there was someone at the door, but I wasn't ready to let go yet.
"D-Davey...there's someone... at the door..." Lyannah reminded me between gasps and moans. Her eyes closed as I bit down gently on her neck, leaving a slight mark. Her body was calling me...but we both knew we had to stop.
"Fuck..." I groaned as I layed her down gently on the bed and stumbled over to the door.
"Davey, we can hear you in there!" The voice outside the door stated. I reached the door, opening it about three inches, hiding my buldging crotch behind the door.
"What Adam?" I asked as nicely as possible. This was the second time that me and Lyannah had been interrupted in the middle of our intimacy. Adam was rocking back and forth on his heals out of boredom, his hands placed firmly in his back pocket. Hearing my voice he looked at me, and gave a tired sigh over my sweaty messy state.
"Come on Davey! Now you're gonna have to take a shower!" Adam yanked his hands from his pockets and placed them on his side.
"What for?" I asked.
"You are the coffee runner." He replied. I pulled the door back a little more and stood in front of Adam.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked. Adam leaned against the doorway, using hand gestures while explaining.
"MCR and AFI decided to pick one member from each band and pick them to go do a coffee run. MCR is sending Gerard and we're sending you!" I groaned loudly, hating the fact that I was the lead singer of the band at the moment.
"But...fuck, okay. I need to get some sleep or at least a shower though..." I said and tried to shut the door, Adam stuck his foot in the doorway.
"Actually, it's already 5AM, and we need our coffee now..." I slammed the door. Fuck, that only meant time for a shower. I turned to Lyannah. She was already asleep, curled in the blankets and a pillow pulled against her body, my pillow. Come to think of it, we could both use a shower. I sank on my knee into the mattress. I slid my arms under her, placing her arm around my neck. I pulled her close inch by tiny inch. She murmured incoherent words. I had her in my arms when she was near the edge, scooping her up against my chest. I made my way to the bathroom with her in my arms and closed the door behind us.
"Oh my god..." Lyanah said. She had her shirt on backwards and her shoes basically hanging off of her feet. I didn't look much better. We walked onto our bus, making sure that it really was AFI's bus. We walked into the bunk area closing the door behind us. I grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her against me. Her sexed up hair making me smile. Her skin was still lathered with sweat.
"So, since our embarrassing event has passed, what now?" Lyannah asked pulling herself away from me, sitting on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. I sat down next to her, cupping her small face in my hands and leaned over, slowly pressing butterfly kisses on her neck. I felt her shiver in my hold as she tilted her head to the side.
"Do you think t-they're mad?" I didn't care, I didn't want her to care either. MCR was alright, they were a immature band, but that's where the fun is brought in. I only have a issue with that Gerard! Gerard hasn't even liked me at all since day one, and I just gave up on trying to be his friend.
"Forget about them." I said, pulling her on top of my lap. She didn't agree, her small hands clung to the rim of my pants, tugging every now and then so that my crotch rubbed against her causing her to moan. I stood up, pulling her up along with me. I backed us up against the wall, I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist.
We were interrupted by three steady knocks at the door. I didn't care, I had Lyannah against the wall, my legs in between hers, her fingers biting into my shoulder and her body arched against mine. Her head was leaning back against the wall, exposing her neck to me. I attached my lips to it, kissing up and down her neck as I grinded between her legs. We were still both aware that there was someone at the door, but I wasn't ready to let go yet.
"D-Davey...there's someone... at the door..." Lyannah reminded me between gasps and moans. Her eyes closed as I bit down gently on her neck, leaving a slight mark. Her body was calling me...but we both knew we had to stop.
"Fuck..." I groaned as I layed her down gently on the bed and stumbled over to the door.
"Davey, we can hear you in there!" The voice outside the door stated. I reached the door, opening it about three inches, hiding my buldging crotch behind the door.
"What Adam?" I asked as nicely as possible. This was the second time that me and Lyannah had been interrupted in the middle of our intimacy. Adam was rocking back and forth on his heals out of boredom, his hands placed firmly in his back pocket. Hearing my voice he looked at me, and gave a tired sigh over my sweaty messy state.
"Come on Davey! Now you're gonna have to take a shower!" Adam yanked his hands from his pockets and placed them on his side.
"What for?" I asked.
"You are the coffee runner." He replied. I pulled the door back a little more and stood in front of Adam.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked. Adam leaned against the doorway, using hand gestures while explaining.
"MCR and AFI decided to pick one member from each band and pick them to go do a coffee run. MCR is sending Gerard and we're sending you!" I groaned loudly, hating the fact that I was the lead singer of the band at the moment.
"But...fuck, okay. I need to get some sleep or at least a shower though..." I said and tried to shut the door, Adam stuck his foot in the doorway.
"Actually, it's already 5AM, and we need our coffee now..." I slammed the door. Fuck, that only meant time for a shower. I turned to Lyannah. She was already asleep, curled in the blankets and a pillow pulled against her body, my pillow. Come to think of it, we could both use a shower. I sank on my knee into the mattress. I slid my arms under her, placing her arm around my neck. I pulled her close inch by tiny inch. She murmured incoherent words. I had her in my arms when she was near the edge, scooping her up against my chest. I made my way to the bathroom with her in my arms and closed the door behind us.