Playing with the Both of Them (closed)

[Alexa2please]

It was a terrible idea, but it felt so good when his lips touched hers. She slipped her arms around his neck, kissing him softly, letting her tongue tease his lips, promising so much more. She felt her body start to tingle in her arousal, wanting to feel his skin against hers, wanting to feel his weight on her, to feel him inside her.

It was a terrible idea, and she turned her head away as the kiss started to grow harder, the need heavier.

"Come on, Jimmy," she whispered. "We don't want to do this right now. Not so close to the battle of the bands. It's just going to make everything weird...."

 

[st_fornicate]

He knew she was right, but her body felt so good in his arms! Jimmy sighed, but then his lips found her neck, trailing light kisses along her taut flesh.

"Maybe," he said, his hands on her back, one of them slowly moving down to linger just above her butt, his fingers daring to move lower. "Or maybe it'll give us a new level of musical connection..." His mouth continued its gentle assault on her neck, his tongue flickering across her skin there. His body responded to her closeness, his erection firm against her...

 

[Alexa2please]

"Musical connection, right," she said drily. She knew BS when she heard it, but she didn't object to it. She wasn't pushing him away.

She couldn't help squirming as he kissed her neck, each gentle touch of his tongue sending little shivers of pleasure through her body, as she imagined him licking her nipples or her pussy the same way. As he squeezed her, she felt his hardness pressing against her belly. It made her whole body tighten with the anticipation of touching it, tasting it, feeling it inside her.

She pulled back, finally, breathing hard, her hands braced against his shoulders. She stared in his eyes, her gaze intense with passion and want.

"Jimmy," she whispered. "I'm not saying no, ok? I'm saying not yet. We have a musical connection already, and we've barely begun to explore it. Let's just how things go the next couple of days."

 

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Jimmy gazed back at her, his desire running hot. He had half a mind to push her down on her newly made bed right then and there and take her...

But he knew she was right. And he could see the promise, the desire, the lust in her eyes.

"Yeah, alright," he said, doing his best not to sound dejected. "You're right... Let's see how things play out... And maybe we'll have something to celebrate Saturday night." He stepped back away from her then, and grabbed his acoustic guitar.

"C'mon," he said. "I'm not done jamming tonight." With that, he headed out, and back down to the basement. He had too much emotion built up, he needed musical release. When he got downstairs, he fired up their computer and loaded a repeating, bluesy drum loop into Protools, and pumped it through the sound system.

He reached into his coat pocket and got out a small baggie of white powder, spread it out on the table next to the computer, quickly cut lines out. He didn't know how Alexa would feel about it, but at the moment it was just what he needed to get into the zone. He used a short straw to snort up a couple lines.

The first one always burned the hardest.

Buzzing, wheeling, he strapped on his guitar. He felt the beat flow through him; it was one of Eddie's tracks, recorded and mastered and looped, and he knew it well. He let loose a riff, built, explored, got lost...

 

[Alexa2please]

Alexa watched his eyes and saw him decide whether he was going to force her or not. When he turned, she realized she had been holding her breath. A part of her was even disappointed, but mostly it was a sigh of relief. As sexy as Jimmy was, and as hot as the idea of being thrown down on the bed and fucked by him made her, she knew better.

How could she have a life if she lived with a guy who would fuck her whenever he wanted, whether she consented or not? It was bad enough that the fantasy of it excited her, she thought. She sat heavily on the bed, catching her breath and letting her heart stop pounding as she heard him rummaging around downstairs.

She changed back into the t shirt before she went down to join him. She didn't want to tease him any more than she already had.

He was already playing by the time she got downstairs, and she saw the coke laid out on the table. She plugged her bass in, and started a hard, thundering line that turned the bluesy drum loop into the heartbeat of a beast. A few bars in, she took a deep breath, listening to her own heart, listening to him play. I'm jacked up higher than he is and I didn't even hit the coke, she thought.

 

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Jimmy was so in the zone, he didn't notice Alexa come down the stairs or even plug in, until she ripped a bass line, joining in perfectly with him. He looked over at her, their eyes locking and their fingers dancing, sliding, thumping over their fretboards as they played together.

Damn she was good. She kept up, and then some, pushing him to a new level. And he pushed her right back, and together they melted into something beyond mere rock n roll, something unique...

A signature sound. It was heavy, it was bluesy, it was daring and explorative. It was altogether new and explosive.

"Holy shit," was all Jimmy could say as they wound it down. He went over to the computer and smiled. It was all recorded. He hit stop and turned to her.

"I think we're really on to something here," he said, sniffing. He pulled out his pack of cigarettes, produced a fresh joint and sparked it up. They had a stocked mini-fridge down there, and he got a couple beers out, too.

"I could do this all night," he said. "It's almost better than sex." He winked at her. "You down to party and play for a while? What's mine is yours."