"Remind me again why exactly are we here?" Jas asked Shawn as they stood in the crowd at a nightclub surrounded by barely dressed 22 year olds.
"Nick will be here."
Jas shook her head, "Nope, Nick will be up there." She pointed to the VIP area that was guarded by several big guys. There was a window so you could see in, but it had a big curtain too. "I really don’t want to stand down here and watch up there. I’ll be right back." Jas had snuck into private parties before. Just had to hook the right person. Tonight was her lucky night. Last time in town she had met some people. One of which was standing right there at the rope. "John? No way!"
John looked at her strangely, "Jasmine?" They hugged and laughed. The two had emailed and talked on the phone several times since she was last in town, "What the hell are you doing here and why didn’t you tell me you were coming?"
"Spur of the moment thing. Didn’t know I was coming until yesterday. Came to the aid of a friend. I escaped and came here, hoping to find you." Sort of the truth. "You told me you were working here, remember." He had told her he was working at a club, which one she couldn’t remember.
"I’m glad you did."
"What the fuck is going on, this place is crawling with sluts?"
"Backstreet Boys are holding a charity thing."
"Shit, I can’t put up with this shit for too long, when do you get off?"
"Never. I’m here for the duration. Come on up to VIP, I’m up here and we can talk until they boys get here." Jas winked at Shawn as she headed up the stairs.
Half an hour later John left to go help escort the boys in. Jas headed to the window and waved at Shawn. She walked over and Jasmine leaned out, "There you are, I thought you’d never get here." She tapped the security on the head, "She’s with me." No questions, they let Shawn up.
"I fucking love you."
Jas laughed, "It pays to keep up random contacts. The guys are on their way in."
"Who’s coming?"
"Just Howie. . . . and Nick."
That’s when the screaming started. They watched out the window as Nick and Howie greeted everyone and did the presentation of the raffled off prizes. Nick quickly ran for the VIP area. Once upstairs he yelled, "Give me something with rum in it!"
Shawn walked over and handed him her drink, "Rum and coke. It should hold you until yours gets here." And walked away.
Nick watched her and thought, what the fuck. Then drank.
Howie made it to the VIP area and was making his rounds. Jas and he got into a conversation about Lupus. Her friend had it and she had been with her a lot through some rough times. Shawn was talking with some friends of Nick’s. From below on the dance floor came a familiar voice. Not welcome, but familiar. The DJ yelled, "Hey Nick, we hear you know this woman?"
Nick held his middle finger in the air as "I Wanna Be Bad" by Willa Ford played on. Nick’s friends started laughing and they walked toward Nick, taking Shawn with them. Nick rolled his eyes, "How the fuck did this ever get on the radio?"
Shawn laughed, "Bad memories?"
"The worst."
"I can make it better." With that she straddled his lap and sang along. She ran her fingers into his hair as her hips rubbed against him. When the song was over the VIP section cheered. "Better memories?"
Nick wiped the sweat off his upper lip, "Much." She got off his lap and walked over to Jasmine.
Jasmine smiled, "Very good, Shawn. He’s watching you. Ignoring him. Very good."
"I figure everyone always gives him attention."
"I think you’d be right."
There were still random screams from downstairs and the crowd was getting drunker. Nick stood up, "Time to go. Let’s take this party back to the room. Grab some girls." Nick walked over to Jasmine and Shawn, "We’re heading back to the hotel to party. Too many peeps here. Let’s go."
Jas looked at him, "Was that supposed to be an invitation?"
"Yeah, let’s go."
Shawn glared at her, "Yeah, Jasmine, let’s go!"
The two girls piled into the van with Nick and friends. Howie was in a second van. Maybe 15 people in each van. Good thing the hotel was only 4 or 5 blocks away. The group walked through the hotel lobby and a small crowd of teenagers waiting for a glimpse of their idols. Nick waved and gave them a smile as his bodyguard hit the elevator button. Once upstairs Nick called downstairs for liquor, mixers, and food. He hung up and looked around the room, "Fifteen minutes, damn." He spied the mini-bar and headed over. He rubbed his hands together and smiled as he opened it. He leaned over and yelled, "Heads up, people!" and started chucking bottles between his legs. Some were caught, others landed on the floor. One smashed a mirror, "Oops, that sucks!" Then he went back to what he was doing.
Howie arrived and took a garbage can to empty out his mini bar. The party quickly got into full swing. Loud loud loud music filled the room. Impossible for anyone to sleep in the rooms next door. Luckily Howie was in one. But . . . AJ was in the other. Took about an hour for him to show up, bottle of water in hand. Jasmine walked over and introduced herself, "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah, you too. I couldn’t sleep so I might as well join in." He held up his water, "In theory anyway. Eighty days and going strong."
"Does it bother you to be around people drinking?"
"Na, I watch and see how stupid they look and it embarrasses me that I used to act like that. Keeps me strong."
The party was about 40 strong. The food was gone, with more on the way. They were on their second batch of booze. One of Nick’s friends was giggling as he came out of the bathroom. He walked over to where AJ and Jasmine were standing, "Dude, I just superglued Nick’s toothbrush to the sink!" He held up 5 tubes of superglue, "I don’t know what the hell he uses this shit for."
Four other people took a tube. Jasmine included. They moved stealthily. They glued peoples glasses to the table. Forks to plates. A pair of Nick’s underwear to the ceiling. Jasmine grabbed one of the guys and plan was hatched. She went and got Shawn, "Come here, I need you."
They met up with Nick’s friend, Tim, "Hey, Nick!! I want pictures. Last time we partied. No pictures. Get your ass over here."
Nick flipped him off, "You come over here."
He walked over with his arm around Shawn and Jasmine, "This is the chick who lap danced you. You remember her, right?"
Nick rubbed the crotch of his pants, "Fondly."
"You, me, her, picture. Jas here will take it." He pushed Shawn at Nick and went to give Jasmine "instruction" on working the camera. Then he went behind Nick and Shawn. He stuck his head between them and laughed. "OK, now, close. I want everyone hip to hip."
No one minded. Jasmine aimed, "Oh shit, hang on. Don’t move." She walked away then came back, "Sorry, film." Everyone was drunk enough that no one questioned. She took a picture, "OK, here you go."
Nick took his arm from around Shawn and started to move away. He couldn’t, "What the fuck!"
Jasmine and Tim had their arms around each other laughing. Tim held up the tube, "Superglue!"
"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Nick looked down at his leg. Sure enough, his thigh was stuck to Shawn’s hip. "This is great!!!" Nick doubled over with laughter.
Shawn shook her head, "Lovely. How do we get apart."
Jasmine walked off, "Not my problem." She walked over to the window and was looking out at the skyline. She hadn’t looked at skylines the same since the terrorist attack. AJ walked up behind her and poked her in the side, "Dammit AJ!"
He put his hands up, "Sorry, jumpy much?" He saw what she was looking at, "You know they’ve restricted the airspace around the Sear’s Tower."
"The World Trade Center’s weren’t exactly in the flight plan, AJ." She laughed as she said it.
He laughed too, "Oh girl, you’re gonna drive me to drink. Then we’ll have to postpone the tour. I’ll go back to rehab. Kevin will kick my ass again." He wrapped an arm around her as they both laughed, "This shit scares me too, let’s just not look."
Meanwhile on the other side of the room Nick and Shawn stood side by side. "Aw fuck, I gotta pee."
Shawn looked at him, "You what?"
"I gotta pee!"
"You gotta be fucking kidding me?"
"Nope. Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. Come on."
Shawn felt herself being dragged toward the bathroom. Nick’s arm held her close, "Shit this is like some damned three legged race. I always did great with those."
"Yeah, me and Aaron always win those. We’ll be fine." He laughed.
Once in the bathroom she heard the zip, "Oh wait, what are you doing?"
"Pissing."
"Holy shit!"
"Na, I wouldn’t do that to you."
Shawn tried not to look. She’d always wanted to see what was in Nick’s pants, but not like this. She couldn’t help but sneak a peek. He finished and zipped up. "Ok, my turn."
"What do you mean your turn?"
"I mean since we’re here I’m gonna pee too."
He thought a second, "How we gonna do this? What do I gotta do . . . squat?"
"Yep!"
"Fuck me."
"Not possible from this angle. Ready, go!"
They walked out of the bathroom, "That was the freakiest thing I’ve ever done."
"I find that hard to believe." They both laughed, "Can we sit down?"
"Sure." They forgot they were stuck together for awhile.
About three am there came a loud banging on the door. The whole door shook. Nick looked over, "Damn."
Shawn covered her mouth, "Security?"
"Worse."
Tim walked over, "Kevin’s here."
"Well, get the door."
"No way, fuckface. It’s your room."
"Oh fuck, damn, shit." He started to stand up and heard the rip, "Come on!" Nick pulled Shawn with him and opened the door, "Morning, Kevin."
"Turn off the music and go the fuck to bed." Kevin stood there in a white tank top and his boxers. (Authors note ~ OUCH!!)
"Na, not ready."
"Outside, Nick." Kevin stepped back and Nick walked out the door, with Shawn. "Alone."
Nick moved apart, "Can’t. Superglue."
Shawn would swear she saw steam start to come out of Kevin’s ears. Good thing he talked slow, she had time to jump in, "Look, don’t you start." Her finger went up even with his face, "I drove a long way to get here and my prize is to be superglued to this person. I’ve had to pee with him, and live inside his head for the last hour. It’s a fucking scary place. If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem. Either help me out here or go back to your room and rub one out!"
Kevin’s mouth moved but nothing came out. Kind of like a fish out of water. He couldn’t quite believe what had just happened. He started to laugh, "Ok, what do you need?"
"Let’s start with some scissors here, big boy!"
Nick led Shawn back inside, "You don’t like being superglued to me?"
"I prefer to pee alone." She said dryly.
"What? Seeing me piss didn’t fulfill any fantasies for you?" Nick gave her that killer half smile.
"Think a little much of yourself don’t you? But yep, seeing Thor is a fantasy."
"Thor?? I am the man."
Kevin walked in with a pair of scissors, "Your hero returns."
Shawn pinched Nick’s ass, "You are TWICE the man."
Nick glared at Kevin, "You pack scissors?"
"Never know when you might need them." Kevin knelt down and began to cut through the thick denim, oblivious to the eyes on him, "There you go."
Nick looked down and saw the chunk cut out of Shawn’ jeans and her bare thigh, "Sweet. I love you, bro."
Kevin smiled, "I’ll always take care of you. Shawn? Why don’t you get me a drink? Tequila."
"Yuck, you and Jasmine. Tequila." She shivered as she walked off.
Nick joined some friends and Kevin sat on the couch. H watched with some distance in his eyes, in his heart, "Oh thanks."
Shawn sat next to him, "Do you know these people?"
"Yeah, the guys anyway. Nick and Howie’s buddies. I’m guessing you ladies came from the bar or the lobby."
"Now I feel cheap."
"You blow anyone to get here?" He raised an eyebrow.
She smacked is face lightly, "Not even."
"Then don’t feel cheap. It’s just a party. There only happens to be a few Backstreet Boys here."
"I guess. Not any different that any other party," They laughed at Nick doing his booty dance.
Nick noticed and didn’t like it.
Jasmine noticed too. Kevin. White tank top and dark green cargo pants cut off at the knees. Barefoot.
Nick found Tim, "Where’s that superglue?"
"Feeling lonely?"
"Yep." Nick and Tim disappeared into the bedroom.
Nick came out wearing gloves and laughing. He walked over to Shawn, "Come here, you gotta see this. Window." He put his arm around her and walked over to the window. He talked to her and held one hand out behind him for Tim. He pointed out the direction of the arena they were playing and laid his hand on her ass.
Shawn was thinking that this wasn’t that bad. His hand on her ass. She shifted her weight and felt an all too familiar tug, "You didn’t?"
Nick giggled, "I did."
She grabbed his other hand and removed the glove and put it on herself, "Glue please?"
Tim glued her hand and Shawn bent her elbow to get it between them to glue her hand to his ass. Nick scooted a little to give her access and she changed direction and slapped her hand on his cock. Nick looked down, "Ok, now that’s not funny."
"I think that’s fucking hilarious." Tim walked off cackling.
AJ walked over, "Damn, Nick. Only way you can pick up girls is to glue them to you? I thought you were better than that."
Different people wandered over laughing. Shawn was drumming her fingers against his crotch. Nick leaned over and whispered, "You need to stop doing that?"
"No, I don’t. Paybacks are hell, baby."
"You’re getting me hard."
She wiggled her fingers again, "I can tell. Impressive."
"If you cause it you gotta fix it." He did that half smile again.
"No problem."
"You don’t look like you’re having too much fun." Jasmine sat down next to Kevin.
"Na, it’s cool. I’m the old married one, not into this much anymore." He downed another shot of tequila.
Jasmine smiled, "It’s like a frat party gone wrong." She laughed, "Never been to a party where superglue is the main party favor."
"That’s wacked out."
Kevin and Jasmine talked as the party went on. Eventually Shawn and Nick wandered over. Jasmine pulled on Shawn’s arm, "Oh my god, what is that about?"
Kevin looked behind them to Nick’s hand, "You’re a nut."
Shawn made a face at her, "What are you guys doing?"
Jas nodded toward Kevin, "He looked lonely, so I came to talk to him."
Kevin laid his head on her shoulder, "Isn’t she sweet?"
Jas laid her hand on his head in mock support, more to touch him, "Yes, that’s me, very sweet."
AJ had joined them and leaned in and licked her face, "Yeah, sweet."
She rolled her eyes, "You are a fruitcake." He walked off.
Shawn kept drumming her fingers. Nick smiled, "You have a promise to keep."
She laughed, "Had enough?"
"Definitely." The wandered off in the direction of the bedroom. Once inside Nick locked the door, "So how do we get unstuck?"
Shawn pulled her hand away from his crotch, "We’re wearing gloves."
He bent over laughing, "Shit, I forgot."
"You’re drunk."
"So are you." He pulled his hand out of the glove then looped his fingers in her belt loops, "Now, my dick is hard and lonely." He pulled her closer and kissed her. He started with a few small dry kisses that quickly moved on to his tongue begging for access. Shawn’s tongue met his and invited him into the warmth of her mouth. They explored each other and swirled around the other. Nick’s hands went back to her ass, "I like it here." He ground into her.
Shawn felt his hardness press against her. She ran her hands through his hair and down his back. She changed directions again and snaked her hand between them and grasped his thick cock, "Damn." She ran her hand up and down him feeling him stiffen and grow even more.
He back up and pulled her shirt over her head, "Damn, is right." His hands went to her breasts and massaged her. She felt her nipples tighten as Nick pulled at them. He reached between her breasts and unclasped her bra. The cool air tightened her more and Nick took a nipple in his mouth sucking her deeply. Her hands laced into his hair. His hands left her breasts and undid her jeans and slid them down her legs, taking her panties too. As he ran his hands up her legs he ran his fingers inside her. One hand held her ass close to him as his fingers moved inside her, and his mouth sucked her.
She tried to push him away, but he tightened his grip on her. His thumb rubbed across her clit and she stopped fighting. He obviously had a plan. She gave in and held onto his shoulders. He continued his sweet assault until she began to shiver and said his name repeatedly. Just as she started going over the edge he sucked her as hard as he could and pushed his fingers deep inside her. He kissed his was up her chest to her lips, "I want inside you."
Shawn pulled his t-shirt off him and he pushed his pants off. Her hands covered his skin and played with him. She took her time working her way to his cock. When she wrapped her fingers around him he let out a groan. "Enough uh?"
"Yes." He pulled her with him toward the bed. He sat then laid down. Shawn started at his knee and kissed up his body. She gave his cock a seconds worth of attention, licking up the underside of him. Didn’t want him to lose control too soon, she wanted this to last. She straddled his hips and let him guide his cock inside her, "Oh yeah, this feels good. You’re so tight."
Nick pulled at her nipples as she rose and fell on his cock. He let her guide the pace for awhile. He laid back and relaxed as his body felt the good tension escalate. He grasped her hips and moved her faster, harder. "Oh fuck, yeah, like that."
Shawn ran her hands over his chest and let them rest on his stomach. She rode him fast and hard. The music from the room outside drowned out their sex noises to everyone but them. Nick pulled her over to feel her skin against his as he felt his climax approach. His tongue battled hers and he plunged deep inside her to release himself. He held her on top of him as he slipped from inside her.
He had been silent since Nick left, "Did I really look lonely?"
Jasmine turned to Kevin, "Yep. Sorry. I could be wrong."
"No, you’re not. I’m just so used to it that I don’t notice anymore." He sat quietly for a second then grabbed the bottle of tequila, "This helps."
They laughed and talked until people started leaving. Kevin stood and pulled her up, "Thanks, I was lonely."
She kissed his cheek, "No problem. I enjoyed it. I hope it gets better." Neither spoke of why he was lonely, who was missing, but both knew.
Kevin didn’t let her walk away, "Don’t go. I’ll just get lonely again." His eyes said what he wanted.
Jas knew it would be nothing more than something to stave off the loneliness. She was lonely too, "Ok." He smiled and headed out the door still holding her hand.
"We’re not so different are we?" He let her in the room, then followed.
"No, we’re not. I’m usually lonely too."
His hand ran up her arm, "No harm in keeping each other company."
"Good for both of us." Her hand reached out to touch his stomach, he met her and held her hand to him. She could feel him breath. She stepped into him as his hands captured her face, his face nearing hers. She looked up and met his eyes right before his lips touched hers. Soft. His kissed along her cheek to her neck. That’s where she first felt his tongue and felt the moan leave her throat.
Kevin wrapped his arm around her and pulled her next to him and his mouth met hers again, this time his tongue sought hers. The kiss was slow and deliberate. Both taking in all the feeling. Her hands slid up the back of his tank, and he did the same. They broke apart long enough to get rid of their shirts, Jasmine quickly threw her bra with the other clothes. "Good god. You’re beautiful." His hands touched her breasts then held them.
Jasmine kissed his chest and slid her hands inside the back of his pants. She pulled him close and felt a growing bulge. She moved her hands around and freed his erection. Her hand wrapped around him and he moaned. He scooped her up in his arms and laid her on the bed. He pulled her skirt off and took a minute to take her in before laying his body over hers. She felt good underneath him. He moved his hips against her. Her leg wrapped around his waist, her foot pressing his ass into her, "You feel amazing. I want you."
He groaned, "Jasmine, damn, I want you." He slid inside her, "Oh fuck". They moved together. Feeling each other’s body connect. Sliding in, out and around each other until they were both sated and lay curled together. The loneliness held back again.
The next morning a very sleep deprived Shawn met up with a very sleep deprived Jasmine back at their hotel. Jasmine looked at her, "Did you do what I think you did?"
"Several times. Sorry I left you, what did you do?"
Jasmine smiled, "What I always wanted and never thought I’d do." She laughed and buried her head in the pillow, "Several times."
Shawn jumped on the bed, "Oh good god, what a fucking night!"
They looked at each other, "Literally!"
~*~The End~*~