#i imagine kevin “hitting” him with a little kitten slap

[theluckyshadow]

Hook up

Jamie hooks up with an unlikely friend

Maybe a little jealous Kevin in the mix

Jamie’s masterlist

The dorm was empty, empty par the two intoxicated adults rushing through the dorm. Jamie was guiding Chani by his hand towards her bedroom only to be stopped by him in the hallway.

“Are you sure you want this?” He questions, you two were friends afterall, what would this to to that friendship?

“Yes. Please... do you?” She asked. His eyes searched her own before he pulled her in for what would have felt like the millionth kiss that night. (It wasn’t but don’t tell them that) They were in bliss, her arm wrapped over his shoulder, fingers tangled in the short hair, her other hand searching for the door knob.

The Boyz hadn’t planned to come home till after the afterparty, his own group, SF9, there as well so the two had snuck off- well they told their respective bands they’d be heading home... Jamie just never said who with.

Flashback

“You look like you’re having fun.” Jamie laughed as she looked to the male beside her. He jumped.

“Yeah.. afterparties aren’t really my thing.” He shrugged taking a gulp of his drink.

“Me either. Want some company?” The boy raised a brow. “What? I’m not asking you to dance.”

“You are one strange girl Song Jamie.”

“And you are one bored looking boy Kang Chani.” She sent him a wink whilst sipping at her own drink. “I’m not drunk yet so here’s a dumb sober question... how does it feel knowing I’m practically the same height as you?”

“Okay. I’m still taller-“ Chani laughed.

“By one centimetre! Mr 5’10.”

“Yeah yeah miss 5’9.”

After their giggling and jibbing wound down, and they were on their fifth drink each (and beginning to feel the effects of the admittedly strong beverage) they’d decided to chill outside on the balcony, sixth drink in hand.

“What’s this one a mix of?” Jamie questions, lightly bumping her hip into his as he goes to drink it.

“Vodka and guava juice or something. That’s what Hwiyoung said anyway.” Chani answered. “It tastes nice.”

“Was Hwiyoung hooking up with Xena or is that her wishful thinking?”

“Oh no they’ve fucked. Really loud too.”

“You look traumatised.” Jamie laughs, some drink spilling over the sides as the pair move to lean against each other.

“Have any of The Boyz brought people home?”

“Juyeon. I set him up with my friend Hyeji and well they are definitely thankful I did that... I don’t bring people over when anyone is at the dorm. Usually I go to a hotel or their dorm.”

“You’ve hooked up with people?”

“Yes. Why so surprised? Have you?”

“I don’t know just didn’t expect it. Not really. Maybe once but otherwise closest I got to anything was that make out session with Jiah in Sky Castle.”

“You need to let loose dude. Get rid of the stress god knows I do.” She giggles as the boy’s face flushed.

“Got anyone in mind?” He asked faux confidence flowing through him- mostly due to the help from the alcohol. They turned and looked at each other, eyes locked before placing down their now empty glasses and shuffling towards the dark corner of the balcony.

Jamie presses Chani against the wall, her fingers thread into his hair as their lips pressed together. His hands rested on her hips tugging her against him, the thin material of her dress leaving no thought to the imagination for him or his dick. The alcohol definitely helped with that, especially when the two began grinding against each other.

“Want to head to my dorm?” She whispers breathlessly between kisses. She almost whimpers when Chani’s hands grope at the flesh of her ass, a conformation.

“Yes.”

With a haste they fix themselves and split to tell their band’s respectively that they were heading off. Chani told Youngbin he was taking Jamie to her dorm while Jamie told Haknyeon she was getting dropped off at the dorm- he offered to take her himself but she told him to enjoy himself as she’d had enough that evening and needed some time alone- a lie but she certainly doesn’t need Haknyeon home while she’s with Chani.

With a wave the two are off, masks on and taxi driver oblivious. They quickly pay as they arrive and rush towards the door, lips again pressing against the others.

Flashback end

Leading up to now they’d only been making out, their tongues having all the fun exploring each other’s mouths.

Finally, when Jamie is sure she’s found the right room, they collapse on her bed, shoes left at the front door and clothes already messily pulled. Chani manoeuvres himself beneath the girl, him not being as experienced he hoped she’d take charge- and she did. She sat atop of him, her crotch grinding against his own. She leaned over him and pressed kisses to his jaw whilst his hands moved beneath her dress. She sits up lifting herself a little so she can grab the hem of her dress and pull it off. Chani groans beneath her at the sight, her skin smooth and golden, the swells of her breasts pressed by her bra, her underwear sitting comfortably against her skin helping to show the curve of her hips. Once the dress was on the floor his hands glide up her thighs, up her stomach to cup her breasts. She leans into the touch and grinds down against him again, the jeans texture feeling amazing through her thin underwear.

“Did you plan on getting fucked this evening?” Chani asks bravely as he takes in her figure and notably the lacy underwear.

“Nope... but from the looks of it I’ll be fucking you sooo?” She smirks. He laughs and quickly undoes her bra, eager to squeeze the supple mounds without anything in the way.

“Beautiful.” He whispers, even being drunk couldn’t hide the flash of red on her cheeks. She grabbed Chani by is shirt and pulled him up to kiss her again this time undoing his buttons. His shirt met the floor as she hastily threw it away for her hands to begin exploring the expanse of his skin.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, keeping their lips locked even as Chani decided to flip them. Jamie now beneath Chani eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him down against her. He bucked into her a moan ripping from their throats at the feeling. Quickly she pushed Chani upright having enough of the dry humping and grinding the’d been doing for what felt like hours. Her hands reached for his belt and began undoing it quickly.

Chani let out a breathy laugh at her cutely frustrated face. With ease he undoes the belt and pants shifting himself to pull off the pants and his boxers leaving him bare. Jamie bit her lip as she looked at him before wiggling her hips. He raised a brow while she merely smirked back. His hands trailed up her legs, fingers hooking beneath the band of underwear and slowly brought it down her legs.

His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her bare and open for him.

“Do you have a-“

“I’m clean and on the pill... but I have one if you want it?” Chani gulped.

“It’s okay... doesn’t hurt to check don’t need to get anyone pregnant.” Jamie giggles at the innocent remark.

“Sit on the bed.” She said pushing him to lean against the wall. Jamie picked herself up and brought herself to the floor on her knees. She rest her cheek on his bare thigh. “Can I?”

He gulps and nods quickly as Jamie’s hand wraps around his hardnened length pumping slowly before pressing the head to her lips. Chani moans and throws his head back against the wall. He wasn’t ready for how good she felt around him- her tongue licking and lapping at the hard member. He cursed as she sucked at him, his fingers finding their way to her hair bringing her further down his dick.

Jamie glanced up at him with wide doe like eyes as she took him deeper into her mouth and that nearly sent him over the edge. He let out a shaky breath as his dick touched the back of her throat- she was certainly glad she didn’t have a strong gag reflex right now as she took him. With a pop she let him out of her mouth to kitten lick at the tip, his breathing getting heavier and heavier as he neared finishing. She brought him back into her mouth and bobbed her head a few times before feeling his cock twitch.

“Gonna- mhm- cum... Jamie.” His hips bucked up a little hitting the back of her throat as he came. She swallowed and with another loud pop she removed him from her mouth and began to kiss up his thighs to his stomach and chest, up his neck before connecting their lips again. “My turn.” He growled.

Chani pushed the tall girl till she was laying back on her bed legs spread open, his lips painting reds and purples from her chest to the insides of her thighs. He’d never done this before so he was tentative, a small lick against her core. She shuddered so he assumed he was doing alright. Thank god for the alcohol running through his veins as he braved a flat tongue against her wet heat. Jamie swore.

“Fuck! Chani.” If it weren’t for her hand now gripping at his hair he’d be startled at her thick Australian accent- to be fair she doesn’t get to speak English a lot. Experimenting he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked, the sound she made was fucking amazing and if the grip on his hair was anything to go by he was doing fantastic. God this was making him hard again. Slowly he brought a hand between them, fingers prodding at her entrance, her legs shaking already. One finger quickly became two and after that Jamie was so so close.

“Fuck. Stop.” She pulled him away. He panicked had he done something wrong. “Fuck me already.”

Oh... he hadn’t done anything wrong Jamie had just grown impatient. She pulled him up, tongue lapping at her own cum on his lips and sighed pulling his body above hers. He was raised over her body, his arms holding his body weight as her hand guided him into her. They both sighed.

A slow thrust helped Jamie accumulate to his size before asking him to move faster. A curse left her lips again, slightly louder this time as he sped up. His hips began to slap against her own pulling himself almost all the way out before fucking back into her to his hilt. She cried out her body spawning beneath him as an orgasm washed over her.

“Keep.. going. Don’t stop fuck fuck.” He pulled out and had her roll onto her belly pulling her up so her hips were lined with his and his stomach pressed to her back. He fucked into her harder, slapping sounds emanated from all corners from the room accompanied by high pitched moans and gravelly groans. Without thinking Chani pulled Jamie up by her hair, hips still rocking into her quickly, their bodies pressed closer together now as they sloppily kissed. Jamie’s hands struggled to find something to hold swinging backwards to grasp onto Chani’s thighs.

More curses, groans and whimpers joined the air along with the smell of sweat and sex. Chani’s thrusts had somehow managed to get harder making Jamie’s body shake. Again the switched positions settling so Jamie was on top and spinning so that they were facing each other. Their lips crashing and biting and sucking as Jamie rocked her hips against the male beneath her. Chani bucked upwards, a sign that he was close whilst she clenched around him. A guttural moan ripping from their throats as they both came, bodies shaking and weak from the orgasm. After riding out their high, with help from Chani rocking her back and forth she fell forward onto him, panting and laughing.

“Why are you laughing?”

“That was some of the best sex I’d had in so long. You were really fucking good- for a friend.” At that he snorted.

“I’ll take that with pride good friend.” He helped her move so he was no longer in her. She hissed at the feeling and plopped into his arms. He hugged her before noticing the time.

“Shit we went for two hours?” He laughed. Jamie grinned and pushed him away nodding for him to get dressed. “Need help cleaning up?”

“No I’m okay just pass the wipes on the dresser.” She thanks him as he does and proceeds to clean herself up as he watches. She grabs her underwear and pyjamas and throws them on. “Get dressed we don’t have time for another round.”

Chani blushes and quickly turns away pulling on his pants (and underwear) and quickly doing up his belt. “Where’s my shirt?”

“With my dress near the other beds... by the way my lipstick looks really fucking good on you.” She smirks staring him down.

“Calm down we don’t have time for another round.” He jokes looking her up and down. Jamie’s lipstick was smeared about her mouth- well she was cleaning it off with a spare wipe so it was fine for now. Jamie laughed at him, his hair was a mess tugged in all directions and his shirt hastily buttoned. Jamie couldn’t complain her own hair was a mess in all directions as well.

Chani picked up his phone to see a missed call and a bunch of missed texts.

“I’m either in a lot of trouble or going to get horribly teased... apparently my manager has arrived to pick me up how nice.” Jamie snorts finally sobering up along with Chani.

“We fucked for a while I guess.” Some shifting outside the door startled them and a bang sounded on the door.

“Jamie are you done? And whoever is in there with you?” Chani and Jamie laughed at Chanhee’s attempt to be angry, his drunken slur really didn’t help them feel intimidated. She wobbled a little as she walked the unkempt looking boy to the door.

“Yes Chanhee we are done why want a go yourself?” She said swinging open the door.. to say the boy was unimpressed was accurate. Eric looked disgusted along with Hyunjae who had sauntered passed as she opened the door. “How long you been home?”

“Long enough to head most of whatever you two were doing.” Eric gagged.

Chani apologied and made his way to the front door, Jamie following to let him out... well this was awkward pretty much everyone was in the living room sitting like disappointed parents.

“Ah I’ll be going now.” Chani said and she merely nodded and said goodbye to him as he shut the door behind him.

Beat

The boyz weren’t really in the mood for the rest of the party and had decided to head home... they really wish they didn’t, a certain girl’s roommates specifically.

“Is Jamie... having sex with someone?” Chanhee grimaced at the thought, and almost gagged at the sound that came from the room a moment later. “She is. Ew yuck.”

While everyone was at different stages of disgust and carelessness Kevin was.. notably and confusingly angry. He didn’t know why, those watching his face shift to one of anger were also confused. The Boyz opted to stay in the living room totally not to glare at whoever left Jamie’s room. When all the sound stopped Chanhee and Eric stood up half-hazardly to see if it was over while Hyunjae decided he needed a shower- who knows why he needed to announce that (hint: it was the alcohol).

Kang Chani was who left the room with Jamie... he looked understandably uncomfortable with the stares from the large boy group and made his quick goodbyes.

‘Maybe he wasn’t that good’

That’s likely from the sounds she was making..’

‘Bet I could have been better.’

‘Why does he look like he got dressed because he was caught fucking her-‘

‘Wait? I could have been better?’

If you asked Kevin he would blame the alcohol because his thoughts were a wreck... no way could he imagine himself in Kang Chani’s shoes fucking her, making love to her, listening to those noises only he should have been having her make. FUCK he was a mess and wasn’t thinking clearly, he needed a shower as soon as Hyunjae was out.

“Soooo. How was the party?” Jamie asked. Her feigned innocence seemed to make Kevin angrier.

“Good. How was the sex.” Sunwoo asked.

“Better than with you.”

“I thought we’d never speak of that.” He snickered.

“Okay ignoring that bombshell for a moment..” Kevin started, rage clearly in his voice. Jamie stepped back- it was insanely rare Kevin got angry so she was really worried. “You left the party just to fuck someone.”

“What’s wrong with that?” Jamie snapped back. Kevin rolled his eyes. “Dude I have needs that need to be met and we were drunk so we had sex isn’t going to change anything between us.”

“It’s not? What about the group dynamics. You two are friends what if the media caught you two of the way here? Did you make out in the taxi on the way here?”

“Calm the fuck down Kev.”

“Language Jamie.” Sangyeon intercepted. Jacob motioned for him to shut up.

“I can sleep with whoever I wish. I wasn’t forced too and he wasn’t either. For a fact neither has anyone I have slept with so calm the fuck down. Why are you so upset? I get horny to sorry to say.”

Kevin’s jaw clenched. He really didn’t know why he was so angry.. not at all.

“Sorry... I guess the alcohol got to me tonight... just be safe.” He said quietly walking off towards the bathroom. Jamie watched confused as he walked off seemingly in a daze.

Beat

“Soo you and Sunwoo have fucked?”

“Please shut up Juyeon.”

“Sorry just wanted to lift the tension.”

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 87) "XX Marks His Spot"

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

@lovemythsworld

@crystalbaby12

❗SLAP❗

Colson's firm hand comes down on Luna's bare ass cheek. Holding her rocking hip, he spanks her again in the early morning light.

❗SLAP❗

"Oh SHIIIT, Bunny!!" She cries out as he continues to fuck her.

Colson wraps his fingers in her long blonde hair, pulling her towards him. Sliding his large hand around her throat, he watches the sunbeams illuminate her golden hair. Prisms of light bouncing off her tattooed skin. Slightly tightening his grip, he fucks her harder until they both explode. Colson collapsing on top of Luna after expelling inside of her.

"WE CAN FUCKING HEAR YOU!!!" Sam shouts from the other side of the door.

"Then go somewhere FUCKING else!!!" Colson shouts back.

Luna shifts, pushing him off of her as she rolls on to her back. This makes him whine. He likes staying inside of her.

"She's gonna fuck you up for that." Luna tells him as she yawns.

Fingers twisting around the chain of the padlock secured around her neck. Colson scootches over to her, laying his head on her right shoulder. Trying not to stare at her bandage, he looks down. Finding himself tracing the outline of her scorpion and drawing hearts on her toned, tattooed stomach with his index finger.

"I don't give a fuck. I'll fuck you where I want, how I want and make you cum as LOUDLY as I fucking want." He states.

Bringing his mouth to her stomach, he gives her a raspberry. Squealing from the tickle of it, Luna tries to wiggle away. With his grasp on her tight, Luna calls him an Asshole before giving up on the struggle.

"Soon you'll be stuck with This Asshole 'fo liiiiife." Colson grins, lifting his head to kiss her neck.

"Lucky me..." Luna says in a dry tone with a smirk and loving eyes.

"Shut the fuck up." He teases her.

With no one else banging on their door, they stay in bed together. Cuddling, kissing and talking about what they need to do on his day off.

"We should see if we can bribe a maid to clean up this shit hole if Case is coming on tomorrow...." Luna thinks out loud.

They haven't even been on tour for a month and The Bus looks like a crime scene. Even with three females on it, the now seven men do more than outnumber them. Neither of the women are interested in cleaning up after anyone but themselves either. Making The Bus a hazard zone, with even Luna knowing it's not kid friendly.

"What? Like on here alone?" Colson asks with raised eyebrows.

"Noooo. Like I'll sit here if I have to but shit needs to be cleaned, sheets washed. This place is fucking gross." She answers with another yawn.

"Ash never complained." Colson counters her.

"Yeah. Out loud." Luna turns to look at him.

They're tangled in each other under the blanket. Sharing a joint. Arguing semantics as usual. Colson and Luna both have strong personalities and opinions. Rarely holding back from each other.

"Fine..." He rolls his sky blue eyes into his head as he hits the joint.

Luna opening all the windows before they head off The Bus to check in. They're spending the night in Kansas City.

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Luna admires the 1920s neoclassic architecture of The Ambassador Hotel as Colson checks them into their suite. Luna popping up beside him to ask about Maid Service.

Neither bother to unpack, they'll be gone by tomorrow night. Colson lighting another joint as soon as they walk through the door.

Luna starts the shower as Colson crushes and lines up their individual pills to start their day. Three 30s for Luna. Three 30XRs for Colson.

Stripping off their clothes, they climb into the hot shower. Water cascading around them as the different drugs swirl through their brains.

Colson lifts Luna up by the ribs, wrapping her wet, naked body around his. Letting the warmth wash over her as he fucks her against the shower wall.

Mouths and tongues sucking the water off each other's necks and shoulders. Her hands roaming his body, nails dragging, fingers pulling at his hair. Colson grips Luna's thick ass, thrusting hard into her as they both cum.

It's a skill they've mastered.... Or so he thinks. Luna usually having two or three small explosions before their Big Bang. His dick is HUGE.... Annnd he definitely knows how to use it.

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Once dressed and settled within themselves, everyone reconvenes in Colson and Luna's suit. It's larger than the others, the ten of them having more than enough room to hang out and do whatever they'd like. It is their day off after all.

Rook and AJ set up the PS4 for a Call of Duty marathon with Benny and Bullet. Slim and Baze pull out a mini soundboard. Setting up their laptops alongside them. They have new music they're working on. While Ashleigh, Luna and Sam set up shop for Colson.

The sounds of Oasis float through the air. Wrapped in weed smoke and conversation.

Sitting around a table, they have a system. With a black Sharpie, Colson signs the top right corner of the white Hotel Diablo hoodies him and Ashleigh chose.

Passing them to Luna, who places the correct card inside while boxing it. Writing the initials on the top corner of the outside of the box, she slides it to Ashleigh.

Double checking the initials with the mailing lable, she then slips the package inside it's wrapping. Slapping the addressed sticker on it, she pushes it down the line.

Sam is last. Sealing the packages, double checking the names off on her own list and stacking them by the door to be picked up and shipped.

They have a very efficient system. Keeping Colson's hands full of joints, fresh Sharpies and hoodies, the four of them bang out 82 personally addressed packages. All handled with love in a surprising two hours.

Sighing, Colson leans back in his chair. Lacing his fingers together, he stretches them and his arms out in front of his long body.

"You did it, Sugar." Luna leans over to kiss his tired cheek.

They call each other Whatever after the other night.

"Can you imagine how surprised they're gonna be when they receive these?" She beams.

"God, I love that fucking smile." Colson thinks as he studies Luna's face. Genuinely touched by how she cares for every member of his family. From Casie to those who's names he doesn't know personally.

"I couldn't have done it with out you." He says, leaning towards her to nuzzle and kiss her neck. "Thanks for the idea."

Lifting up, he looks at Sam and Ashleigh. "And a HUGE THANK YOU to you two Boss Ass Bitches. You know I spin because of you, Ash." He smiles over Luna's head to one of his bestfriends, his ONLY sister. "And Sam, I'm really glad you're here with us. You fit right in with The Fam." He grins at her.

The Girls find Colson's words sweet but he's dealing with two major Assholes.

"Awwwww.... My little Baby Booo..." Luna teases him.

"Yeah, I'd fit in a lot better if I didn't have to listen to you two fucking." Sam deadpans with a smile.

Ashleigh is the sweet one. Rising from her seat between Luna and Sam, she hugs Colson from behind.

"I love you, Kells. I know this is hard but you did good. Never have I ever doubted you for a second." She says, kissing his cheek. "Well, maybe a second or two." She laughs.

A smile plays on Luna's lips as she watches them. "I'm so glad he has her.... I really don't know..." Luna's thoughts are interrupted by a bang on the door.

It's Kevin. Colson's Tattoo Guy.

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Setting up his gear, Kevin comments that it's nice to see Luna again. Asking how their punk bunny tattoos are holding up, they both show him his work with pride.

Sliding his arm around Luna's waist, Colson grins with glee.

"And you'll never guess, Dawg..." He starts.

"You two are getten' hitched?" Kevin looks up from the area he's sterilizing.

Feeling slightly deflated, Colson asks how He Knows.

"Homie. I knew the two of you were destined for each other that day in The Shop." He states to anyone in ear shots agreement.

Luna grins. Finding his prediction to be heart warming. A slight solidification to what she's always known. If you will.

"Alright.... Fix that shit up!!" Kevin says regarding Colson's hair.

Just then their hotel room phone rings. Luna answering it.

"Yes, I did. Thank you.... Mhmm.... Yes... I'll be down in ten. Thank you again." Luna ends the phone call.

"Who dat?" Colson asks her.

"We got a maid for The Bus...." Luna tells him.

"You what?" Ashleigh asks, in amazement.

"Yeah, Man. It's fucking disgusting. Case can't come into that nonsense..." Luna answers her.

Somehow Ashleigh loves Luna even more at this moment.

"So you're kinda free right now?" Sam perks up to Luna's shrug. "Wanna audition Mikey for Ellen?" She asks, reminding Luna of her need for a bassist.

"Yeah, that'd be perfect." Luna reels back at the easy connection.

"Mind if I come?" Ashleigh nods towards The Boys.

"Bring yo ass, Bitch!!" Luna grins to Ashleigh's cheesing smile.

Luna let's her just BE. Just be Ashleigh. Not a Momager to The Boys. Not a scary real life mom to Ashton. Not a wife. Just Ashleigh. Free. Loose of responsibility. Even if it is just for a moment.

"Imma check this bassist out while The Bus gets cleaned." Luna kisses Colson.

Taking a step back to look at him. He's in the middle of getting a patch shaved off in the back of his head. Running her fingers through her hair, down the back of her skull she touches her own ink. Smiling to herself. They're so much alike but completely fucking different.

"Love you, Kitten. Good luck." He says after their kiss.

Bending his head down so Rook can finish his cut.

"YO!!! You gonna catch one too, right!?!" Slim hollers out.

The Girls turn back. Looking at him inquisitively, not knowing of what he's speaking upon.

"That Fam XX." He dares Luna.

"Sure. But I want my own." She states with a smirks.

Taking a minute to search on her phone. Finding what see wants, she shows Kevin.

"Yeah, no problem... I'll pop it on when you guys get back." He tells her.

Luna smiles at Kevin as she thanks him. He's a really easy going guy. Throwing another I'm Outta Here over her shoulder, she closes the door behind herself, Ashleigh and Sam.

"What the fuck's another one?" Luna rolls her eyes to herself. Although covered in tattoos, they're all special. With their own indication, memory or statement. Luna having no ink that doesn't either tell a personal story or touch her soul. This one following the same code. "Fuck.... It'll be, what? My fourth in less then two months... Third I've gotten with him." She smiles to herself, remembering the day they had fucked in his Rover after their Bunnies. His reaction still making her cheese. "I fucking love him.... I'm actually going to marry him..." Luna's brain topples upon it's self. The whole idea of solidifying one's love through the government being ridiculous to her before. Now.... Now, she oddly wants them tied together in a way she never needed. Luna wants Colson on her name. Documented in history that HE is her husband. "I won't lose him...." She thinks in a heart wrenching way. Like most do when they've seen the edge of the fucking world.

Brain bursting as she silently rides the elevator down with a talkative Sam and Ashleigh.

"I like that they like each other..." Luna smiles to herself as the random positive thought dips inside of her dark head.

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"AAahhhh... Mmm.....  Yeeahhhh!!!"

Those are the sounds coming out of Colson's mouth as Kevin tattoos the back of his head.

"Get it Motherfucker!" Colson shouts.

"Shut the fuck up, Ken Keniff!" Kevin fires back, trying to keep Colson's head still.

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"Hi! I'm Luna. This is Ashleigh and Sam." Luna greets a brunette named Michelle at the desk with her signature smile.

The four girls exchange pleasantries on their way to The Bus. The other three helping with Michelle's supplies.

"I'm sorry. I hope you don't mind....." Luna trails off.

"No!!! It's no problem!! I actually love you and Kells. Bad Things is like, my favorite song right now! I even have tickets to the show tomorrow night!" Michelle exclaims happily.

"No shit!!" Sam cuts in, nudging Luna with a teasing grin.

"Yeah, I fangirled out a minute when I realized who you guys are." She says a little sheepishly to Luna's equal embarrassment.

Luna and Ashleigh glance at each other. Both almost positive they're thinking the same thing.

Michelle gets to work, pulling their linens first as Ashleigh, Luna and Sam gather on one couch in the front of The Bus. Sam setting up Skype with her friend Mikey.

"Damn, I wasn't expecting three pretty ladies..." He teases with a gleaming smile.

Sam laughs at him to Shut Up, introducing Luna and Ashleigh. All saying Hello.

"You get the tracks I sent you?" Sam asks.

"Yeup!" Mikey responds.

He moves his laptop so that he can step back and be fully seen. He's tall and skinny like Colson but has dark features. With the bass across his body, he hits play on the rough track with only Luna singing, drums and guitar begins. Mikey dropping his notes in with the opening chords just as Luna had imagined he should. He's incredible. They listen to his first run. Ashleigh nodding her head to it's roar and strong feminist message. It's the first time she's heard it, feeling hints off their night in Chicago popping through.

"What do you think of the lyrics?" Is one of the first questions Luna asks Mikey before adding "You comfortable backing them as a dude on Daytime TV?"

"Fuck yeah." He replies without hesitation. "There's nothing like this out there right now and it's needed. Plus.... Honestly, it'd be an honor to work with That Brooklyn Bitch."

Luna blushes. Sometimes her heritage and reputation truly embarrass her. Thinking of the song, she asks him to run through it again. Luna singing lowly with him and the track for a better feel.

Once he finishes, Luna looks at Sam giving her a nod. Asking Ashleigh's opinion, she loves the idea of it and wait to hear it completed.

Mikey bullshits with The Girls a bit more. Locking in solid plans to meet early before the show to rehearse and feel their actual energy together. All agreeing to continue practicing. With the chords being simple, none of them are really concerned. All in all it's a productive hour long conversation. Switching from the front to the back of The Bus as Michelle continued cleaning.

Satisfied, Luna steps off The Bus to smoke a cigarette. Ashleigh and Sam behind her.

"How you know him?" Luna turns, asking Sam about her potentially new bassist.

Remember that band Imposters I played with?" Sam asks as she takes a drag. "He was in that."

Thinking back, Luna agrees Yup. She remembers. Liked their vibe too.

"What happened to them?" She asks.

"Lead singer got the guitarist pregnant." Sam shrugs.

"Bummer...." Luna thinks to herself. The idea of getting knocked up turns her stomach as she smokes her cigarette.

"Yo..." Luna says turning to Ashleigh as she leans against The Bus. "You think we can cut Michelle a hoodie? Box it up and leave it at the front desk before we check out?"

Ashleigh laughs. Realizing both had the same idea at the same time.

"Right there with you, Loons." She continues to laugh. "I think you should both sign it though." Giving her opinion.

Luna nods in agreement as Michelle comes walking towards them, across the parking lot with their sheets. Heading back on the The Bus to finish up.

Staying outside for another few minutes while Luna and Sam chain smokes. The Girls talk about Mikey, Ellen and Colson's show tomorrow.

Touching base on Casie coming on The Bus. Luna and Ashleigh agreeing tonight The Boys need to let loose. Getting Whatever out of their systems so shit calms down while she's with them. Ashleigh can't help but hug Luna.

"I'm so glad you're here. Things are so different. There's less randos, Kells is so much chiller. I feel like you have my back on shit I was alone with before... It's just easier." She sighs as Luna squeezes her back.

Colson is a maniac and there are very few with can tell him what do to do, if anyone. Tours before this included much more vandalism, obnoxious antics and tons of random sex.

"No doubt." Luna assures Ashleigh from inside their hug.

"All finished." Michelle pops off with her supplies.

The three girls thanking the young employee. Luna slipping her a $100 tip, telling her she hopes she enjoys the show.

"Ugh!!! You're a genius!!" Ashleigh exclaims.

Arms wide, she inhales the fresh scent of clean as soon as they walk back on to The Bus.

Laughing, they collect their things before heading back into the Ambassador to meet up with The Boys.

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"Check it out!!" Colson comes bouncing up to Luna, fingers pointing at his new ink.

"Stand still." She instructs.

Grabbing her camera. She shoots the back of his head. After taking his picture, she studies his lines. They're incredible clean.

"It's perfect." She says, after admiring Kevin's work.

Pulling Colson in for a hug. She asks him how it felt as she rests her head on his chest.

"Yo, I'm not gonna lie. That shit fucking hurt." Colson whines into the top of her head.

"Told you. Like your brain was gonna jitter out of your ears?" She laughs against his chest.

Luna's mentioned the specific pain of a skull tattoo before. This is the first time Colson catches it. Pulling her away slightly, he gives her a cocked eye and furrowed eyebrows.

"That's exactly how it felt... How'd you know that?" He asks her, puzzled.

Luna takes his one hand and places it on the back on her skull. Setting it upon her tattoo.

"Feel right there? I have one for my mom." She explains.

"You lyen'." He teases her. "Lemme see."

"Okay." She shrugs with her arms still around his waist. "Remind me when we're alone. I don't like people knowing I have it..." She trails off.

Luna looks into Colson's eyes with One Look. Nodding, he pulls her back into him. Placing his chin back on top of her head.

It's not rare to catch Luna and Colson simply standing together in a hug. They do it often. Sometimes it's the only thing that quiets the madness surrounding them.

"You ready, Luna?" Kevin's voice invades their private eutopia.

Squeezing him tight. Luna tippy toes to kiss Colson. Throwing her long blonde hair in a top knot, she grabs a seat.

It's a small, slightly detailed piece. Taking maybe a 45mins once Kevin sets the stencil. Choosing a version of the cards they had sent to his fans, Luna gets the XX with a single rose. Behind her right ear. Sitting in the same spot as Colson's.

Kissing her cheek, Colson asks if she likes it. One Look and her beautiful smile tell him Absolutely. There's a special comfort in being able to talk to someone without words. Luna and Colson knowing they're lucky to have that.

The Boys come over to check it out before Kevin wraps it. Slim giving Luna his nod of approval.

"Still better than a stupid name." Luna smirks, sticking her tongue out at Slim.

Teasing him over his comment a few weeks ago regarding the couple's penchant for marking themselves for each other.

"Fucking LunaTic." Slim rolls his eyes and shakes his head at her with a light chuckle.

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With both new pieces being protected. Music, smoke and loud conversation fill the large suit. There's so many of them now.

There's The Original Eight plus Sam and Bullet. Kevin's there with a few Roadies and some random girls finding their way also. Alcohol flowing since Kevin first knocked on their hotel door.

Perched on the arm of the couch, Luna's feet are tucked under Colson's thighs. Sharing a joint, she asks him If This'll Change for Her, referring to the atmosphere and Casie.

Resting his arms on her knees, he takes a moment before he speaks.

"Kinda but not really.... You know I don't smoke in front of her and how she kicks it wit me and The Guys so that won't be different... BackStage won't be as crazy but we still gonna ride. It's like anywhere else. I don't hide who I am from my daughter, Loons, but I do wait until she's in bed to turn all the way the fuck up." Colson waits for her reaction.

Luna doesn't have kids so she has no basis in parenting. Only her uneducated, personal opinions. Still, there's something that makes her nervous for Casie to come on tour. She just can't put her finger on it.

"Sooooooo, party our fucking faces off tonight and tone it down while she's with us?" Luna asks.

Colson pulls on her chin to kiss her with a YUP. His sweet lips and words slightly relieve her worries.

"What are we doing tonight guys??" Luna turns, asking Their Crew.

Her words reminding Ashleigh of Michelle. Taking a moment, she leaves the room. Collecting the items for the fan's gift.

Everyone else is throwing out ideas as Ashleigh hands Luna a hoodie, card, Sharpie and packaging. She grins a Thank You.

With a small personal note and a quick explanation to a distracted but inquisitive Colson, Luna uses her knees as a table. Preparing the gift with care and his help as they rejoin the conversation. He doesn't know what he wants to do tonight as she passes it to Ashleigh when she finishes.

Slim wants to know if there's a strip club or gambling. AJ agrees. Baze wants to eat. All agreeing that's a necessity. Rook wants to get fucked up and skate. Ashleigh wants to check out Kansas City's Light District while Sam has been DYING to get into the large jar in The Bus's freezer.

"Let's do it all then." Luna interrupts them. We'll eat first. Grab slushies for dessert. Board over to The Light District for a few drinks... We'll probably be able to find out where the good gambling/stripping is from the locals and then head from there....." Luna throws out with a shrug.

Everyone in the room looks around at each other. Heads slowly begin to nod as the idea of the plan formulates. Devilish grins spreading across their faces.

Rook comes up from behind Luna.

"MAYHEM!!!!!" He shakes her to everyone's laughter.

Catching a nervous Ashleigh's eye, Luna points at her from across the room. Holding her finger in place while never breaking eye contact, she mouths her the words I Got You. A look of relief playing on Ashleigh's face as they smile at each other.

Benny looks at Bullet with an Are You Ready look. Bullet's been with Kells for a long time. Seen and handled a lot of shit with The Band. Yet, he hasn't had the experience of going out with a LunaTic and Her Gunn.

Deciding Yes, tonight will be a See All, Free For All. Rolling hard through Kansas City.

Agreeing to meet in the hotel bar, they split up for their own rooms to get showered and dressed for the night. Finally leaving Colson and Luna alone.

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Finding two shower caps for tattoo protection, Luna stands on the lid of the toilet, trying to put one on Colson. Her giggles tickling his ears from behind as they both stand shirtless.

After she hops down and is playing with her own, he suddenly remembers what she said earlier.

"Show me that tat." He requests.

Flipping her head over, she warns him to be careful of the new ink. It takes careful moments for him to fully make out what it is under her mass of hair.

"WARD?" He asks, only knowing Luna's mom died.

Lighting a joint, Luna hops up on the double sink. Patting the open space beside her for him to join.

Sitting together getting high, Luna tells Colson the story of the Life and Death Of Lizard Ward. Choosing to omit one KEY detail. Tonight's not the night for that. She hadn't even intended on tell him about her mother tonight, only choosing to because it blossomed organically.

"Yo. You come from some HARD ass bitches." Colson stares at Luna in awe.

Inhaling the last bit of their joint. She shrugs with a smirk before putting it out.

"Come on." She hops down, placing herself between his legs. "We gotta get ready." She says, pecking his lips.

Colson grips her nipple peircings, with his index finger and thumb. Pulling her in hard for a deep, sloppy kiss. Igniting a hungry fire inside both of them.

Careful of their heads and her gunshot wound, Colson lifts Luna up around his waist. Slowly sliding his huge cock into her tight, wet pussy as she moans for him.

"There's my dirty girl." He husks happily into her ear.

Gripping his shoulders and back as he thrusts himself into her bucking hips. Luna closes her eyes as they pound it out in the shower. Feeling herself about to explode, she wants to grab his hair. Frustrated, she bites down into his neck. Her moans vibrating his throat as she bites down harder, feeling her walls clench in orgasmic pleasure.

"FUUUUUUCK!!!" Colson shouts as he cums inside of her.

"Seems a little bit of pain, makes it feel really good sometimes....."

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To be continued....