Outside there was a heavy thunderstorm raging. The tall man with black, curly hair was sitting at the window, spinning an almost empty bottle of Jack Daniels in his hands. Lightnings flashed over the sky and he felt empty. So incredibly empty. It´s been the last evening of their tour, tomorrow he´d return home again.
The bottle spun faster and faster. Till it fell down and crashed loudly on the cold, black tiles.
"G´damn, Jimmy!", the man with the golden, leonine mane of curly hair jumped up from the couch on which he´d been sitting the last half´n hour, reading some newspaper and sippin' beer.
Jimmy didn´t react but continue to stare out of the window. Watching the world drown in heavy rain. He didn´t feel alright this evening. So incredibly empty.
The blonde one strolled over to him, touching his arm asking: "Are you alright, man?"
Jimmy turned his head slowly, looking into the blue eyes of the blonde. Silently. Behind them, outside thunder was rolling.
Jimmys slender finger were playing with themselves. He stared at them and seemed to be lost in his thoughts. They whirled around a plectrum.
The leonin singer raised his hand, laying it on Jimmy´s arm. Yon slowly looked up, staring into the deep blue eyes again.
"Ah, c´mon!" the blonde wrapped his warm arms around the slender man, puling him closer, stroking with one hand softly over his back.
"I´m alright!" the other man protested, but didn´t back off.
"No, you´re not," Robert whispered, his voice low, velvetish and husky.
So near, so so near Jimmy´s ear. He could feel the singer´s warm breath on his ear. Rolling over it in soft waves, sending chills down his spine. Another lightening flashed over the sky. Robert let go of him, slowly moving away from him, but Jimmy hold onto him.
"Wait," he pulled him closer again, staring into the singer´s blue eyes, getting lost in them. His hand laid on Robert´s side, softly pulling him a little closer, closing the gap between them. The singer´s warmth was radiating through the velvetish fabric of his jacket and Jimmy looked at his chest, where his heart was pounding. He could smell the other´s scent - smoky and fresh like the endless, rough sea. Oh how he loved it. Stop. Had he really just thought..
He looked up and into the other´s eyes again. Robert had raised a hand and tenderly stroke away some strands of hair that were covering the guitarist´s eyes. His hand gently caressed his cheek, even more gently grasping his chin. His eyes were locked with Jimmy´s, whose hand was squeezing his side, pulling him even closer.
The brunette lowered his eyes, staring at the singer´s lips which were so good at caressing all those words, those moaning sounds, the screams and soft whispers that their songs included. Those lips. He could feel his heart beat sped up as he was craning his head, getting closer to the leonine man´s face.
Robert could feel the brunette´s breath, warm and caressing on his lips, making his heart pound achingly fast. The emerald eyes of the other one were still locked with his, now sparkling with anticipation. He closed his eyes and his lips softly tipped Jimmy´s. Yon pulled him closer, clawing his hands into his hair, pulling his head closer, pressing his lips against Robert´s. Warm and soft they felt. He let out a soft moan and tenderly licked over the singer´s lips. Whom let him enter his mouth, softly and teasingly playing with the other´s tongue, his hands grasping Jimmy´s sides, lifting him off windowsill where he´d been sitting and pulling him closer. The brunette looked up, looking into the other one´s deep blue, shining eyes, whilst he was still breathing heavily, licking over his own lips.
"What.. what did you do?" he asked quietly. Robert shook his golden mane, a smirk flashed over his strawberry-red lips, before he was pressing them on the guitarist´s again.