Purgatory -(closed)-

[Vailyn]

"Kae! Five minutes and then you have to meet one of your fans before the set tonight. Remember, you have to spend time with him before and after the show tonight. It's good promo. Don't be bitch and fuck it up!" called out the band manager Antonio, a big muscular, bald Latino. He was a blunt man who wasn't afraid to say his piece and kept a firm hand on the band. He didn't care if they went crazy as long as it didn't interfere with their image or performance. Which sounds like it would be easy to do anything they wanted. But that wasn't true. Antonio ruled over them just as easily as he ruled over his seven kids. Yeah. Seven. When did he ever have the time? Was the one question the band asked each other behind his back.

"Yea yeah! I heard you the FIRST time, asshole! I'll behave--maybe." Kae muttered as she looked over her getup for the show that night. The shoulder length black hair had bright, electric blue streaks layered into the top and sides. Most of the hair was caught up in spiky buns on top of her head with little strands of hair sticking out of them. Spiky bangs fell across her forehead and two long locks of hair curled to caress her small chin. Fake eyelashes gave a dramatically sultry look to her large brown eyes. Silver eyeshadow blazed across her eyelids and dark blue eyeliner made her eyes look even bigger on her small heart shaped face. Alienia lipstick painted her rosebud lips a glossy red.

The red straps of the fancy crisscross push up bra showed beneath a small black rock shirt. The shirt lost its sleeves, most of the neckline has been altered into a sharp v drop and the bottom cut away to stop three inches below Kae's bust. A fine gold chain belt hung just above her belly button. Dark blue cargo pants hugged her slim hips rumpled down to black leather boots with several chains and five inch heels that made the petite 5'2" lead singer of Careless Abyss average height.

None of it was what she would wear on a normal day but she had to look a certain way when she hit the stage. It's not like the fans of Careless Abyss wanted to see Kae as a normal person who looked like she could be fifteen without even trying. Never mind that she hasn't been that for over ten years. The bliss and curse of having a graceful Japanese mother. She wished for the billionth time that she had also gotten a little extra height from her towering barbarian Caucasian father. This way lies madness! Which ironically was the name of one of their hit songs and the very true fact of life. Her parents didn't care that she wanted to pursue music. They just cared about the fact that she did it dressed like a delinquent. Apparently, dressing this way also will lead to her doing lots of drugs and drinking herself into oblivion. Her eyes rolled reflexively at the thought.

As she was putting a slash of red on her eyelids to give her eyes a wicked look, the door to the small dressing room opened. "You can meet Kae before she goes on stage. We'll go ahead and take a few photos now and then you can have some time to talk to her after the show. Here she is. Hey, Kae, come meet one of your fans. This is Adam Black."

"Hold your horses, Antonio. I'm almost done putting this shit on my face. Hi, Adam Black. I'm Kae." she said as she turned to meet the fan. Antonio ran a contest on the local radio stations and the winners of the comps got a meet and greet, photos, signed autographs, Careless Abyss shirt and CD. Her eyes settled on a chest. Even with her boots on, she still had to tilt her head back to meet his eyes. Her eyes widened slightly as she got her first look at Adam. Holy crap! He's beautiful! Are guys suppose to be beautiful? She blinked and scrambled to regain her stage persona. She turned away abruptly and moved over to the couch. "Let's do the photo shoot. We only have a few minutes before I have to hit the stage."

Taylor, their resident computer geek and photographer, asked Kae if she wanted to do the standard handshake, couple shot or hug. Kae glanced back at the fan and a shiver went down her spine when their eyes met again. Her imagination went wild and she could see them making out passionately. Tearing off each others clothes to feel naked skin and pushing to--Kae gulped. Happy to know that no one could see her face the moment. "I have an idea, let's do something new."

Kae turned to look at Adam and a part of her was thrilled by how he towered over her. She pulled the chair away from the make up counter and asked Adam to sit in it. Once he was settled in the chair, she sat down in his lap with her legs over one chair arm. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulder. "Taylor, get a shot of me kissing his cheek. It'll look great on the website and perfect to put on Twitter. Tell me when."

Her body slid up his chest as she wiggled for purchase in his lap and she pulled herself up to blow a wicked breathe of hot air in his ear before kissing his cheek with her red glossy lips. She held the kiss for Taylor as he snapped several shots of them from various angles. She hoped that he couldn't feel her heart thundering in her chest. She's never felt this about anyone before. After what seemed like an eternity, when all she really wanted to do was kiss the stranger's lips and feel her breasts crushed against his chest, Taylor finally said he was done.

Kae burst out of the seat and flashed a wicked grin at Adam. "Thanks! That will look great online. I'll see you after the show." She slid her eyes away from actually looking at him. For once, she was glad she had to wear a crap ton of makeup. No one can see her blush staining her face. She glanced at the mirror, touched up the lipstick and rushed off to the stage.

"About time, Kae! Come on, we're fuckin' on." nagged Ghost, the lead guitarist and insatiable player of their group. Kae flipped him the finger before she bounded out on the stage and grabbed the mic.

"Are you ready, Brimstone? You ready to ROCK? Careless Abyss is here to rock the fucking house DOWN tonight and we'll take all you fuckers with us!" she shouted out to the audience. Ghost and Chance threw down a rapid, heart pounding intro to one of their hit songs Falling.

Kae let it all fall away from her as she wrapped herself up in the performance. The only thing that mattered was the band and the stage. The music and the song. Even the audience didn't matter for who they are except as an extension of the music and the response to their siren's call.

 

[Spectacles]

Adam was nervous. Understatement. His heart felt like it would leap up into his throat and lodge there. His friends had thought him daft for calling the radio station so many times for that contest. Who cared that much about meeting the lead singer of Careless Abyss anyway? He cared. That he won the contest with about his fiftieth call showed that.

The twenty seven year old college professor taught religion at a nearby university. His taste in music was widely known, and his students were good about cluing him in about any nearby concerts playing in the area. His manner was easy-going and relaxed with his classes. Hell, he didn't look all that much older than his students. Thick, black rimmed glasses framed his blue-grey eyes, their color like that of the sky in the morning before the sun rises. His black hair was cut short on the sides and back with the top left much longer and swept to one side.

Security waved him through as he showed his backstage pass. He became more and more nervous with each step. He was getting closer and closer to meeting the woman whose singing voice he simply adored. The band's crew guided him the rest of the way backstage. He swallowed hard the moment he first looked down to her, to Kaede Eve Dare, the lead singer of Careless Abyss, realizing for the first time how much he towered over her. But then, at 6'2, he was accustomed to that with most people.

Adam didn't know what to say. What does someone say to a goddess? The jokes he'd made to his students that he worshiped her felt all too real now. A light blush touched his cheeks to be standing before her already wearing the Careless Abyss t-shirt he'd won, the shirt tight on his toned chest and arms.

Before he could speak, Kae pulled him down into her chair. Thoughts began to form. He started to have something to say. That is until she wiggled her way into his lap. His mind went blank. And then. Fuck. He realized how having her in his lap had him hard. He could've sworn he was poking her in the butt through the fabric of his worn jeans. But fuck if he was going to ask her, “Hey, can you feel my erection?” Yeah. Time to pray for the miracle of her not noticing.

Her lips touched his cheek, that cheek hot with a blush. Worse still, she held that pose as the photographer snapped several pictures from different angles. He was in agony. Sweet agony he wished would never end. But she swept up out of his lap in a rush, and it was all he could do to manage a sheepish smile at her promise of meeting again after the show. His thumping heart refused to be still.

He couldn't focus on anything but the thought of her as he made his way from the backstage area to his seat near the stage. He felt like a smitten fool as he watched her sing on stage, thinking to himself that she was a goddess, and here were her followers all around him.

 

[Vailyn]

The roar of the crowd at Brimstone almost drowned out the end of This Way Lies Madness! Despite the band members dripping sweat and panting for breath between songs, they couldn't let down their fans. They've worked hard to develop a following and every single one of them still felt the thrill of knowing that this crowd was screaming for more. Careless Abyss did more than deliver by playing two extended encores. For twelve minutes straight, Kae's voice stroked the audience until they were jumping with raised arms in a frenzy of electrified excitement. She made love to the them with the husky caress of her voice. Taunting them with the lyrics and luring them closer with a low croon that dropped everyone's awareness to the basest needs.

Ghost and Chance battled out the melody and rhythm section against each other with exhilarated ferocity. Their fingers strumming and slapping the strings too fast to tell what note was played when. Hunter kept a driving beat that kept the wild energy controlled in rolling strikes and thunderous clashes. Stray seemed to dance like a mad maestro as she played her three keyboards in a unique blend of clarion rock with a twisting classical influence.

This way lies madness!
Croons the dark
Will the night forgive?
Will you stay?
Will you go?
Will you stay?
Will you go?
Following impotent lust
Following your heart
Your heart lies in dust!
Your heart lies in dust!
OoooOoooooOohhhh---
Maaadnessssssss!
The madness
Cries the heart!
This way lies...

Kae's overworked voice turned into a husky growling plea as the last word filled the air without any accompaniment. The band came back with a rolling burst of sound that clashed against the screaming fans. She let her body move to the demanding beat. Her head shaking to clashing strikes, her hips grooving in sultry circles and sharp taps that gave a glimpse of her belly dancing history. The flexing of her washboard abs as she reveled in her band's unique sound. Nearing the last of the solos, Kae turned her charismatic gaze out into the riotous mass of humanity. "Thank you, Brimstone! You are the BEST! Let me introduce the band to you one last time! We have the prince of playboys on guitar, Ghost! The bassist with the devil's own luck, Chance! The magician of the keys, indomitable Stray! The heart of the band, first to strike a note and end the night, Hunter! And I, well you know who I am. I am the lead vocalist of Careless Abyss, KAE!" She punched the air twice and bowed elaborately. "Thank you and GOOD NIGHT!"

Someone threw a fresh bottle of cold water to her, she caught it, snapped it open and wildly swallowed half of it with her head tilted back. She splashed the rest over her head and let it trail haphazardly down her body. The cold water felt great against her overheated skin. When she blinked her eyes lose of water droplets, she realized that the fan was watching her the entire time with his intense blue-grey eyes. Kae didn't know how long they stared at each other but she came to her senses when someone walked between them. A wild idea grew in her head and without thinking too hard, she decided to do it. She motioned for him to follow her back to the small dressing room. "Come on, you're suppose to hangout with me after the show."

The rapid thrum of her heart took on a different cadence as her heightened adrenaline rush from the performance kicked up another notch. Kae felt as though there was lava rampaging beneath her skin. The exaltation that filled her from working a show mixed with this insane awareness and chemistry that she felt for a total stranger. She didn't know anything about him but she felt drawn to Adam Black. Each time their eyes met, it felt like he could see into the bottom of her soul and back. She's never thought a man could be beautiful but he was. He looked totally beautiful to her.

Kae walked confidently into the room and moved to grab fresh clothes out of her bag. "Close the door will you? I need to change. I can't stand staying in this wet soaking mess for another second." Taking an unsteady breath, she took her time getting her clothes and waited until she heard the door close. Kae turned to catch Adam's strangely compelling eyes and started to strip of her clothes in slow, methodical moves. The shirt was the first to go and show off her fancy red crisscross bra that held her small breasts up like a prize. Feeling wildly impulsive as she watched him be utterly silent and observing, Kae popped the front clasp of her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders. She opened her cargo pants and pulled it off. For just a few seconds, she was clad in only lacy red panties and black boots in front of this man and felt utterly carnal. She pulled on a black lace bra and a form fitting electric blue sheath with wild geometric designs cut out around the neck. Even though the dress covered her from neck to mid-thigh, it clung to every curve and left little to the imagination.

"You get an autograph. I see you have one of our shirts. Let me sign it for you." Kae turned to the counter and grabbed a silver sharpie. "Can you sit down on the couch?" She waited for him to sit down before straddling his lap with a leg on each side of his. The position causing the blue sheath dress to contract and pulled up high on her thighs. Kae smoothed the shirt with firm strokes of her hand across Adam's chest and left one hand over his heart as she drew her name over his heart. She leaned towards him and blew the autograph to make it dry faster. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

 

[Spectacles]

This was a religious experience. That was the only way he could describe it. The people around him shouted their excitement to the vaulted ceiling above. It was in that moment that he realized he was on his feet alongside them, fist pumping the air, a stupid grin plastered across his face.

His idol sang and danced on the nearby stage. He felt mesmerized by the movement of her taut stomach, his gaze drawn to the beads of sweat whisking along her washboard abs. The sway of her hips whispered of sin as she danced on stage. Her voice vibrated through him, his mind enthralled, lost to the music.

He was in love with her in that moment. He couldn't explain it, not even to himself. He didn't love her. Didn't picture a future together. None of that. But in the moment of her voice rippling through the audience in waves, he loved her.

Adam snapped to himself as if waking up, finally noticing that she was motioning for him to follow her. His legs like lead, he walked after her, his heartbeat an echo of the fast-paced music of the moment before.

He followed after her and towered over her, his eyes forced low to keep track of the diminutive singer in the meandering crowd. His gaze stole down to the water trickling over the small of her back, and he couldn't bring himself to remember the moment she'd splashed herself with water.

At her dressing room, he leaned against the door frame. Hesitant. Unsure of his next move. He swallowed back his trepidation as she waved him inside and asked him to close the door.

He couldn't do anything but stare at her. His heart drummed its own beat within his chest. He opened his mouth as if to speak only to snap his lips shut again the moment she peeled her shirt from her slick skin.

Red caught his gaze, her bra clinging to and showing off the small, round orbs of her breasts. His eyes lingered overlong on her cleavage, and he stopped breathing as her bra fell away entirely.

His mouth hungered. Salivated. The desire to bite the swell of her breasts became a craving within him. His gaze fell to follow the descent of her hands, his stare that of a starving wolf with her cargo pants pushed down and off her hips. He couldn't look away from the red panties concealing the rest of her from him until she slipped on the dress, until the hem of it fell to block his view.

Adam looked to her eyes. He finally remembered to breathe. He started to answer about the autograph, to offer to take off the shirt to let her sign it. But his body moved at the command of her voice before he could speak, and he found himself sitting on the couch.

She descended into his lap, his legs trapped between hers. His blood thundered within his veins with his heart fluttering like the wings of a captured humming bird. He was amazed that his chest was steady enough for her to sign across it. Touching his chest should feel like trying to operate a jackhammer, or so the thud, thud, thud of his heart against his sternum convinced him.

He wasn't oblivious at all to the way her dress clung to her curves. Or to the way it rode up and offered teasing glimpses of her thighs as she straddled him. The front of his jeans stood tall and proud in appreciation.

He forced himself to look up into her eyes. His breaths were rapid. Thoughts refused to form the way they should. “I've no idea. Honestly. About ourselves. I suppose.”

 

[Vailyn]

Kae twisted her torso and arched backwards to put the sharpie on the coffee table. For a few seconds, her body was a blue clad bridge over the space between the couch and table. The move pulled the dress up higher and gave a clear view of her red lace panties. She used her core muscles to straighten up and felt a little bit of a head rush. She's still dehydrated from the show. Looking around, she remembered that there were some bottles by the couch. Kae stretched over the arm to grab three bottles of water. The move twisted her mostly off of Adam and gave him a close up of her thinly covered round behind. Triumphant, she made a satisfied noise in her throat as she returned to her pose over Adam's lap. Except this time, she sat down and wiggled into place. Her belly tightened when she felt his hardness nestled along her thigh and butt. She could feel herself becoming wet.

She couldn't resist the urge to grind teasing circles with her hips as she held a bottle out to him. She dropped the extra bottle on the couch and opened the other one with a practice twist of her fingers. Dancing in Adam's lap, Kae drank the whole bottle of water down in easy long swallows and threw the empty bottle into the waste basket.

Her dark eyes returned to his gaze at his intense blue-grey eyes. Their gaze smoldered with unspoken need and a startling electric charge that made Kae feel almost as alive as when she gets lost on stage during a performance. They didn't say a word. She sat like a seductress in his lap and teased them both to the very edge of keen need as she worked to take her hair down out of the buns. Large rolling curls fell down with a saucy bounce as they were released from their bonds. Kae raked her fingers into her hair and mixed the heavy locks of electric blue and natural black flowed past her small shoulders.

"Adam, what would you like to know about me? Why don't you tell me about yourself." she said in her husky low voice. Kae stopped dancing in Adam's lap and simply let her light weight settle, sealing their heat between them.

 

[Spectacles]

Adam did his best to keep his eyes up high and on her face. He failed the instant she twisted back toward the desk. Disobedient, his gaze dropped down to the flash of her red panties offered by the lifting of her dress's hem. He started to muster the willpower to look away as she straightened, only to grunt low in his throat, the sound barely audible, as she turned away from him the second time, her tight, round bum lifted as if for his viewing pleasure.

He didn't think to look up until she handed him the bottle of water. He couldn't think and only loosely gripped his own bottle as he watched her swallow hers down, his eyes fixated on the action of her throat. Her every movement whispered of sex to him.

He couldn't control his body. Couldn't prevent the hard-on pressing against her thigh. Worse still, the way she wiggled about in his lap only stiffened him further, his blood rushing south to answer his building desire.

She settled into his lap, and that was, in a way, even worse. Pinned down by her soft thigh, his cock hotly pushed back up against it, its heat like that of a covered, simmering pot.

He forced himself to look up into her brown eyes. To look only there. He breathed in deep before speaking, trying to force calm into himself. “Uhm. I'm a professor at a university near here.” He paused for an instant, needing that long moment for another thought to occur to his lust-addled mind. “I teach religion.”

 

[Vailyn]

His answer took her by surprise but most of her mind was focused on the hard heat pressing into her thigh and wondering what it would feel like to have it nestled between her thighs instead...

Kae's dark eyes glazed a bit at the thought and she couldn't help but slowly grind herself down into Adam's lap. A charged silence filled the narrow space between them and her breathing grew more labored.

"A professor of religion huh?" She pressed down a little harder before relieving the stress a little by lifting her hips just a tad higher. She leaned her thinly covered body closer to the professor. She was just high enough to look down into his eyes. His nose level with her up thrust breasts, the dainty cleavage plainly visible underneath the geometric shapes cut into the dress top.

"Are you religious, Professor, or do you like to study something you do not believe in?" she asked in a sultry whisper. Her breath licking down his cheek.

 

[Spectacles]

It took all of his willpower to control himself. To control his breathing. To keep his heart from slamming against his sternum. Temptation threatened to overtake him, but he kept his eyes on hers, refusing to look lower, to allow himself even a fleeting glimpse of the bits of her creamy skin left bare by her dress.

His breathing betrayed him. Adam could barely find the air to speak. “Yes, religion.”

He kept his hands down by his sides, his fingers clutching at the cushions of the couch as if to keep them from latching onto other soft, supple curves. Only a single part of him struggled to touch her as it pushed up against the inside of his jeans.

He squirmed beneath her, his hips pulled back to try and create distance between them. “Religious? You could call me that.”

He glanced to his side, to the ample room beside him on the couch. “Uh. You finished signing the shirt, right? My lap's not really an appropriate place to sit.”

 

[Vailyn]

Kae let her head fall closer to Adam's until their noses nearly touched. She took in a deep breath and his unique scent of detergent, body wash, tangy sweat and something that was just plain male filled her nostrils. Her full lips parted as she inhaled through her mouth, saliva gathered as his delicious scent-taste crossed her tongue and she had to fight back the desire to kiss him. She bit her lower lip instead. Her dark eyes lasing down on his mouth. She could see him panting shallowly. She could feel him twitch against her thigh.

Her dainty pink tongue slipped down to lay a glossy glistening veneer on the lip she had just bitten.

That needy tension filled the silence of the room. It was amazing how much it could grow with neither of them really saying or doing anything.

Abruptly, Kae stood up between his legs. The stretchy material of her bright blue dress edged up farther north. The hem was no more than an inch and half south of her crotch and showed just a sliver of her red panties.

"You're right. That's not appropriate at all. In fact, I don't know what's wrong with me. I've had an exhausting day and a kickass performance! I should relax."

Kae nudged Adam's legs farther apart, turned around and nestled herself down in the cradle of his groin. She made sure to slide her muscular round ass down his abdomen and settle itself securely against the apex of his legs. She could feel his erection throb against her buttock. Kae leaned into his well developed chest and rested her head on his shoulder. With her hands, she closed the little space left between their legs and then scrapped her fingernails up and down the top of his thighs.

She moaned her satisfaction with her current seat from her diaphragm and it vibrated her whole chest against his. Her small shoulders fit easily on top of his chest. In fact, it seemed as though Adam was created just to be the most perfect fit for her.

"Can you clarify your position on religion? I kinda suck. On religion. On other things, I suck very well. It's like a natural talent. How does a professor of religion become a fan of Careless Abyss? What's your favorite song? How did you feel when I sang the encore tonight?"

One of her hands left Adam's thigh to land on his hand and her thumb made lazily circles on top of the clenching fist.