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Alone I Clench My Gun; James/Fran meet and date: 1989-1996
Topic Started: October 31, 2010, 1:19 am (8,138 Views)
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It had been hard for James to accept at first, but John Marshall was doing a great job keeping the band together. James returned on tour as the lead singer, and it was a hard role to get used to, returning to the stage every night without his guitar over his shoulders: it was the one thing he had shielding him from scrutiny. Lars told him every day how pleased he was James was back, and Francesca watched James at every concert seated upon a stack of heavy travelling cases behind the amps.

They had grown even closer since his accident. James had eyes for her more than anyone else, and every night after each show, he would save his shower to share only with her. But tonight, he couldn’t even bear a tepid shower. Francesca had willingly taken on the role of his nurse: she was the one now who took off his bandages, scrubbed the dead skin from his arm, cleaned and re-gauzed his wound. But tonight he was restless, he was still in pain from his own salty sweat stinging his arm. Instead, she bathed him by hand with a washcloth as he sat nude on the edge of the bath.

She dipped the white cloth into the water and washed the pale skin on his legs. He let her continue as though he were still in hospital and she might be just another nurse bathing him. He smiled a sad smile at her in thanks; embarrassed he couldn’t do it himself. She finished by towelling him dry, and hung the towel around his shoulders to warm him.

‘You okay now? Want me to help you with your shirt?’ she kissed his temple softly.

‘Please’ he said lowly, the word barely made it from his lips with a low nod.

She fed his bad arm through the sleeve of his favourite Led Zeppelin shirt and tugged it over his head. He pulled it down the rest of the way, and covered himself with the towel. He felt painfully exposed, even still, she was caring for him in a mothering mode, not looking at him nude and vulnerable as though he was sexy to her.

‘Thank you’ he breathed, his eyes were nearly crying. She didn’t ask if he needed help with his boxers and jeans, but instead, feed his feet into them and drew them up to his waist. He nodded in thanks as he managed to lift them over his burnt side with his good hand.

‘I’m so glad you’re here’ he whispered. She look him in a long embrace, careful not to hug him around his burnt side.

‘I am too’ she smiled. ‘I love you, James’ she admitted. There, she’d said it. Her words were as plain as day. He’d said it twice, and neither time had she replied. He gulped hard at her confession.

‘Stay with me, be my girl’ he kissed.

‘I am your girl, silly’ she smiled.

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:wub: They are so sweet!
I love the picture you put there! Damn, they're cute together!
Great chapter!
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March 28, 2011, 5:44 pm
:wub: They are so sweet!
I love the picture you put there! Damn, they're cute together!
Great chapter!
They're so sweet in this era, I agree!

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Francesca knew the pain of his burn had taken over his senses, but she couldn’t deny that he was drinking even more than usual. While she changed his daily bandages and scrubbed the sticky scab from his hand, he slugged hard from the bottle of gin in his good hand. She knew he was self-medicating and she felt sorry for him, so she hid her concerns, and let him take the drink she was sure he so badly needed.

Now that she was on tour with him as her girlfriend, it was harder for him to get away and harder not to get caught with the plentiful supply of eager backstage blondes. The Strip Clubs were James’ favourite part of touring Canada. And in the darkness with his Raiders cap on and his messy blonde hair obscuring his face: no one knew it was him. He’d left Francesca sleeping at the hotel, and slunk across the road in a devious mood: his long-sleeved black leather jacket taking care that his bad arm was concealed. He stepped quietly into the club which was barely full: there weren’t nearly as many patrons as he’d hoped for to conceal his presence. Then again, it was 11pm on a slow Tuesday night. It seemed he was going to get a one-man show.

On centerstage, a tall blonde in a pink sequined bikini curled around a silver pole stretching to the ceiling. She had been dancing largely for her own amusement with only a few onlookers until James sat down. She took up the closer pole and spun round, her legs hooked tightly and her blonde hair followed her in a circle. She stood to flick her hair in his direction, and he spent her a small smile as she loosened her top, flinging the pink bra into his lap. He was mesmerised by her beautiful round breasts: they were much larger and rounder than Francesca’s, and definitely fake, but he didn’t fucking care: his hungry eyes took in her curves with delight.

She spun around the pole once more, this time winking when she caught his eager eyes. She opened her legs to him, tugging teasingly at the strings of her panties around her hips. There was nothing he wanted more than to see her slip them down her long slim legs. And just like his mind begged, she slid them expertly down and flicked them towards his lap off the edge of her tall stiletto shoe. Now he held both parts of her discarded bikini in his lap, He was utterly mesmerised as she stepped towards him to reclaim her prize. She danced in front of him for a minute more, her hips swaying to the seedy music, and she turned, bending to show him her rounded ass. His eyes followed her nude curves, down the small of her back her ass. His groin was pounding hard already.

She took a few steps towards him and his shaking hand reached to the black garter around her thigh, slipping a slender wad of green bills against her skin. She smiled and gave a thankful nod, letting his fingers brush her thigh for a second more.

James was eyeing the pink light coming from the hallway leading upstairs. Now if only his nervous tongue inside his dry mouth would do the talking. She read his nervous disposition expertly.

‘It’s three-hundred to take me upstairs’ she smiled with a dirty grin. She ruffled her already-teased stringy blonde hair with her hand. James took a nervous look around the room. There were three figures at the darkened bar, and only one other patron across the other side of the bar with his gaze sunk into a baseball cap eyeing the girl to his right. Lars and Bob weren’t here tonight, and there was no one here to see him.

‘Right’ he agreed awkwardly. She made to touch his face as he stood, her fingers noticing the skin on his left side of his jaw was rough. He winced a little at her touch, and instead, she took his hand peeking out from beneath his leather jacket to find it was covered in a tight fingerless velcro sleeve.

‘What happened to you?’ she asked not unkindly.

‘Got burnt’ he shrugged. His voice came across gruffly. She nodded in understanding and didn’t ask anymore as he followed her across the room to the stairwell. He knew the booths upstairs. There were small, not much larger than a toilet cubicle and about as pleasant. Usually, the full noisy business of couples in neighbouring booths could be heard clearly, but tonight, they were the only ones. She led him into their box, with two salon-style doors only partially concealing them inside. James sat cautiously on the provided chair, throwing a dirty, stained faded orange cushion to the ground.

She paused in front of him for a moment, and he knew he was expected to produce the cash before things progressed. He withdrew a thin black wallet from the inside of his jacket and opened it to reveal enough money for five eager over-priced girls. He pulled three, one-hundred dollar bills from his wallet and folded them in his fingers before tucking his wallet back into his chest-side safe.

Her fingers had already made contact with the cash, and she received it quietly with thanks. James eyed her chest once more.

‘I love your tits’ he murmured as she slid into his lap. This time during her tease, her body made contact with his.

‘Yeah?’ she asked in a horny voice, egging him on. She untied the string around her neck, and the pink cups fell forward from her chest once more.

‘Oh shit, yeah!’ he breathed. Her tits were right up in his face, round and tantilisingly pert. His mouth sucked at her chest, he teased her nipple in his mouth for a moment, his blonde stubble grazing her skin.

He reached to himself and flicked open his heavy belt buckle. It was digging annoyingly tight into his groin. Her hands went straight for his fly, unzipping him easily. She had seen it in his eyes downstairs that this was what he wanted. Open at last, she tugged his hard dick in her hand, and his hands on her head told her he wanted to be in her mouth. It was an easy request, and he watched her mouth take him eagerly with a soft groan.

He wriggled in the chair, he wished they were elsewhere, the back of the tour bus, a bed even. His head just wanted to roll back with her sucking him so expertly. She stood once more and stood out of her panties. Steeping over him she slid into his lap knowing he was desperate for her now that his blue eyes were visibly wide.

‘Fuck me...’ she whispered, her lips taking in the smooth skin on the good side of his neck. He responded with an easy thrust and she moaned loudly, she voice was high and broke into a desperate scream. She was nothing like Francesca: she was quick and dirty; the kind of girl he frequented, not the kind in his heart. But still, he had left the warm bed of his hotel room with Francesca sleeping happily next to him, to find some other girl capable of giving him all the rest of what he wanted...

He held the much smaller blonde by the waist. She was dominating him, taking her duty in her stride. James’ mind switched into overdrive, he didn’t have to take it from her, he was here to get what he wanted after all...

He stood, lifting her in his arms, her legs still hooked around his waist, he backed her against the wall and fucked her harder than ever. If this was what she wanted, she was gonna get it...In his mind, she was another backstage beauty, the kind he could get anytime he wanted on his terms. Not the kind he had to wait patiently for, or the kind he had to obey. Fuck all these rules! Fuck having a girlfriend!

His hips pounded her hard, and her hands looped around his neck held on in surprise. His sudden change of demeanour had changed their game. He was in charge, and don’t you fucking know it.

He finished with a deep growl as he buckled hard. It was over quickly, but it had satisfied his cause. She stood free of him panting hard, as he returned his jeans to his legs, and his cap to cover his face and conceal his truth once more. With a short glance to her, and a tip of his cap he dismissed himself from the booth.



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Sorry, I suck at commenting :rolleyes: This is the best I can do:
Gah! James is being an ass :angry
And Fran just wants him to get better...

Anyway, Loved it :biggrin
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April 17, 2011, 1:02 pm
Sorry, I suck at commenting :rolleyes: This is the best I can do:
Gah! James is being an ass :angry
And Fran just wants him to get better...

Anyway, Loved it :biggrin
Aww! Thank you! I will update more often I promise! I just had a baby you see, so I'm pretty busy at the moment. But I'll have a bit of a break over easter so I'll write some more very soon! xx

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Baby?! :nanner:

Like, NEW new? That's great! I'm really happy for you. :D

Can't wait for the next segment of the story. Anyway, congrats! =D
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April 18, 2011, 7:33 pm
Baby?! :nanner:

Like, NEW new? That's great! I'm really happy for you. :D

Can't wait for the next segment of the story. Anyway, congrats! =D
Yes! I had a girl on April 3rd, named Isabelle. I also have a 15month old son Evan (who is very jealous of his new sister!) Thank you :D

Yep! More up soon!
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Love the story
Any updates???? :D
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November 13, 2011, 12:18 pm
Love the story
Any updates???? :D
Yes, you will be pleased to know I am returning to this fic! :D
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:gah WOMAN!!! This made me so horny :gah

Me likes :bow
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December 30, 2011, 9:28 pm
:gah WOMAN!!! This made me so horny :gah

Me likes :bow
Glad you like it!!! :heart:

I'll post more soon! :biggrin :wavey
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I just read the whole thing! I love it! I love the way you write and describe everything with so much detail. It's fantastic. :)
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December 31, 2011, 1:10 am
I just read the whole thing! I love it! I love the way you write and describe everything with so much detail. It's fantastic. :)
Oh thank you so much! :wavey :heart:

I have several other fics in the finished fic section if you're interested! :D
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December 30, 2011, 8:43 pm
jaymzbabe
November 13, 2011, 12:18 pm
Love the story
Any updates???? :D
Yes, you will be pleased to know I am returning to this fic! :D
Yes oh Yes :nanner: :nanner: :nanner: :nanner: :nanner: :nanner:
As i love this story :dance
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