I do not own any True Blood characters. I only use and abuse them. Enjoy!
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The tour was over within a few shows, and Carli found herself going to a small club with the band and a few fans the night before the last performance. It was bittersweet for them, though on the outside it seemed like they were any band soon ending a tour. They had the excitement and exhilaration that was normal, but there was also a bit of dread at returning to normal life for Trevor and Carli. She played it off well, drinking with some fans and dancing to the local band playing and having a good time, but inside she was dreading having time to think about Ryan's death. The tour had been great for distracting her from it, even with the fan's support and the somewhat constant reminder. She looked at Travis across the room drinking a beer with a frown on his face, and she made her way over to him. He glanced up and she wrapper her arms around his waist and hugged him. "You okay, Trav?"
"Just thinking about going back home. It is a little depressing to face the facts, Car." Travis replied, and she nodded.
"Come dance with me." Carli urged him, and he looked down. She pulled him out to the floor and the song turned slow, so she slid her arms around his neck and he slid his around her back. "I can come hang in Chicago with you guys until we record, or maybe you can come back with me and hang."
"You can't stay away for another month, Carli. You have a life there." Travis told her, and she looked at him. "Can I come and hang out?"
"Sure thing." Carli told him, biting her lip as she hugged him. She knew that Eric was probably looking forward to having some alone time with her and that it would cut into that, but it was Travis. They were both hurting a little still, and had gotten closer in the last few weeks. They finished out their night and headed to the bus, where most of them gathered in the lounge for video games while Carli changed into shorts and a big tee and crawled into bed to drunkenly text Eric. They got sexual and dirty and she said good night with a frustrated sigh, curling up under the covers. She felt her desire pumping through her and she sighed as she lifted her knees up, sliding her hand down her shorts and between her legs. She was wet from the suggestions he had been making, and she listened to make sure she was alone in the darkened bunk area. She teased her clit slowly, and felt her breath catching in her throat as the pressure built inside of her. Carli moved her fingers faster until she was on the brink, then shoved two inside of herself and came on them as she breathed deeply. Carli stared at the bunk above her as she recovered from the somewhat satisfying orgasm, and she stroked herself slowly and thoughtfully as she imagined Eric between her legs. She brought herself one more time and then rolled over under the covers to sleep. Some time later, she felt someone touch her shoulder. "Hmmmmm?" Travis asked if he could lay with her, and she scooted in as much as she could and he slid behind her under the covers. He slid his arm around her waist and she smiled.
"Hey, Carli." Travis murmured, and she snuggled against him. He did this a lot\and she was very used to it now, and she drifted off to sleep again. She woke up turned around in the small bunk bed, facing him, and she felt him stroking her hair.
"Are you awake?" Carli whispered, still hearing the cursing in the lounge at the game.
"Yeah. Just thinking." Travis replied, and she leaned into his chest. The alcohol was still affecting her and she took a breath. "I hate the idea of going home. I was always hanging out with him there, Car. I don't know how I am not going to do that."
"You'll record. You'll write. You'll get through it." Carli told him, hugging him close to her. His other hand slid around her lower back, just under her shirt to touch her bare skin. Carli took a breath, still feeling a little aroused from her previous masturbating, and she focused on where the was. She felt him stroke up her skin and she moved slightly and found her lips right by his face, and then he leaned in to close the distance. She gasped and he tightened his hand in her long hair, but she was too shocked to pull herself away from him at first. He deepened the kiss, probing her lips open with his tongue gently, and she felt him roll her onto her back and move over her. "Travis." Carli whispered, trying to push him away.
"Ryan always said how good he felt with you. I want to feel good like that, Carli." Travis told her, and kissed her again. It was harder and more demanding, and she knew it was the alcohol driving him to this. She felt him lift off of her enough to part her legs and move between them, and then one hand slid under her shirt and up her bare side. She dropped her arms from him, and tried to grab his hand but he slid his thumb over her nipple just as she reached for him. She moaned and he slid his tongue back in her mouth as her sexual frustration reacted to him while her her mind fought it. "You are so ready, Carli." Travis told her, pinching it between his fingers and teasing her as she started to sweat. He lifted her shirt easily and moved his lips to kiss her hard nipples, and she gasped as she looked down the long and dark walkway. Travis sucked them into his mouth and bit down and she slid her hands into his hair as she arched her back. He cupped her breasts, and moved one hand down to stroke her between her legs over the shorts and she gasped. They both heard the voices of some friends heading their way and Travis moved away from her and leaned on one arm as she settled herself under the covers. Jimmy glanced at them as he walked by with another guy, not surprised to see their closeness. They stared at each other in the dim light and Travis leaned down to kiss her again, but she stopped him with her finger.
"We cannot cross this line." Carli said, and saw him inhaling.
"You smell like you touched yourself tonight." Travis said, and his eyes grew darker with lust and she gasped.
"It is better than grief sex with you. That we would both regret, Trav, and you know that." Carli said, and he took her hand and kissed it. He slid one of her fingers into his mouth and she stared at him as he sucked slowly. "Come on, dude. You are like my brother."
"I know, Car. I just need you so much right now." Travis told her, and rested his head against the pillow as he let her hand go. "You taste so good, Carli."
"I do?" Carli asked, glad that the moment had seemed to pass. She could not have sex with Travis because she was turned on by Eric. She wondered what was coming over her as she stared at him, longing for Ryan and their normal sex life. It had been so easy in a way, but then she remembered their bad habit of continuing to sleep with each other. Maybe it had not been as normal as she thought, and she sighed as she closed her eyes.
"Yeah." Travis said, and sighed. "I want to sleep, but I am so hard right now." He moved off of the bed and headed back to the bathroom, and she closed her eyes. She knew what he was doing, and she was about ready for round two herself. She took a deep breath and slid her hand back into her pants and quietly came, rolling over go to sleep when she was done. Travis didn't come back and she woke up alone in the morning. Carli went out and made a cup of chai tea and sat down on the couch, thinking about life. She was lost in thought when she felt someone touch her shoulder, and she glanced up to see Travis. She frowned and looked away, and rubbed her head above the temples as the headache set in. "I am so sorry, Carli. I don't know what came over me."
"You are a bit lost right now and I was turned on because I was sexting my boyfriend last night. I guess I can blame myself as much as you." Carli said wearily, wanting to go back to bed. "We are both having a difficult time right now."
"I will just go home, Car. I don't want to make things worse for you." Travis's voice was filled with sorrow and remorse, and she looked at him. He was staring at the floor, and she sighed loudly.
"No, that won't help you. Come hang out and we can just put this behind us." Carli told him, and he stared at her. Normally they would have hugged or cuddled, but they just sat a few feet beside each other quietly for a moment. He nodded and she went back and went back to sleep until their sound check that night, merely pulling her hair back before leaving. She kept it that way for the show, and skipped her usually well done make up for a bit of eyeliner and mascara. She performed for the crowd with enthusiasm, although it was a bit forced. Carli waved and smiled and then walked off of the stage and to the bus, changing into comfortable clothes and climbing into bed. The guys had plans to go out with friends, and she was not about to drink that night. She talked to Eric after he was done with an event, and he told her how much he loved her. Their next and last show was in New York, and that was when she and Travis were leaving the group. Eric told her how much he was looking forward to seeing her, and she smiled as she pictured his face in her mind. Their talk turned to sex towards the end, and she felt herself moisten at his dirty words. She was all alone on the bus, and she slid her hand between her legs, coming for him as he listened on the other end. He returned the favor, and she hung up longing for a very long and hot shower. She had never masturbated on a tour bus before, content to wait until she returned home to Ryan. It just was not in her thought process. Now it controlled her life. She fell into a fitful sleep and woke up when she heard voices. Carli rolled over before they walked by and pretended to sleep, and she heard somebody pause before continuing. She woke up in New York the next day, and smiled a small grin as she got up for her tea.
Carli went home for a shower with the band, seeing that Pam still had stuff there. Travis dropped his bag down in the spare room, and Carli figured she would sleep in her room with Pam as much as that idea made her cringe. She didn't care as she took a long shower in the master bathroom, while the others shared the hall bathroom. She did her make up smoky and her lips glossy and pulled on a mini skirt and a tight fitting tank with her converse. She added her necklace under her shirt and traced it for a moment with her fingers, and then joined the band to go to sound check and watch the openers before their meet and greet. She went to the table with the guys, glancing quietly at Travis as they sat down. The fans were enthusiastic and adoring, and they made her smile as she talked to them and took their gifts. They had been good the whole time on the tour, and they made it all worth it. She glanced up as the time came to an end, seeing the lone figure walking up to her. She smiled and stood up, since the crowd was thinning. "Hey there." Carli greeted Eric, meeting his eyes as they locked gazes. "Thanks for coming to meet me."
"Anytime." Eric replied, and she let her eyes rove over his tight tee shirt and jeans slowly as she pressed her lips together. "You look beautiful, Carli."
"Staying for the show?" Carli asked him, and he looked down her body as she shivered, ending on her bare legs.
"I would not miss it. Can I see you afterwards?" Eric asked her, and she grinned at him.
"You can do a lot of things to me afterwards." Carli said in a low voice, and his eyes burned into hers with his obvious lust. She stood on her toes and kissed him lightly, and he slid his hands over her lower back slowly. "God but I missed you." Carli murmured against his lips, and he kissed her harder and deeper as she gasped for air.
"I will wait for you at my apartment after the show." Eric told her, and she looked at him with wide eyes. "I love you, Carli." She watched him walk away and joined the band again as they headed to the stage. She took a deep breath and watched them go out before her and Travis looked at her before he went on last. She saw the hurt in his eyes and she stared at him as he gazed back.
"Trav…" Carli said slowly, and bit her newly glossed lip.
"Let's do this." Travis told her, and she nodded slowly. They had not been as close on the last week or so, and Jimmy had been casting curious looks at them both. Carli knew that Travis felt more for her then he had let on, and she automatically walked onto the stage. She greeted the crowd loudly and they went right into a song, and she bounced around the stage as she sang to the crowd. She put everything that she had into the set, realizing that damage had been done to the band and their lives. Carli sang the last sone fighting tears in her eyes as she did, and then left the stage with the group. Jimmy grabbed her arm and she looked at him with sad eyes.
"What is going on, Carli? You and Travis have been so distant towards each other and tonight you sounded so lost out there." Jimmy accused her, and she shook her head.
"I fucked up. We fucked up." Carli told him, and hugged him. "I will fix things."
"He said he is staying in New York?"
"Yeah. He plans to." Carli replied, and sighed. Jimmy and Carli walked away from the group and talked until it was time for him to get back to the bus. Carli walked back to the venue to find Travis waiting for her, and she stared at him. She handed him her key and he glanced at it. "I won't be home tonight, Travis. Make yourself at home." Carli took a deep breath and gazed at his face, but avoiding his eyes. "I know that he would appreciate us together and that I admit I could be happy with you, but it does not feel right. You have been one of my best friends for too long, and I cannot cross that line. I am going to stay with Eric, as wrong as that sometimes feels. I love him, for the right reasons and maybe the wrong."
"I can see that." Travis told her, and she met his gaze. "It hurt a little to see the way you are with him after kissing you the way I did, after touching you. It felt right that night."
"Grief makes things feel different. We are both grieving." Carli assured him, and he raised an eyebrow. "I will see you tomorrow, Trav? We can do something in the city after I get my hair done."
"Sure thing." Travis told her, and they stared at each other for a moment. "Tomorrow, Car." he leaned down and brushed his lips against her cheek, then her lips. She pushed against him, and he pulled away slowly. "Sorry. I could not resist."
"Stop it." Carli told him, and walked away as she slung the backpack over her shoulder. She wanted the old Travis back. She wanted her friend back. He had never wanted her like this before, and it was uncomfortable and making things so much worse. She walked to the curb and caught the cab she had called earlier, sliding in with a sigh. Carli closed her eyes the whole way, and only opened them slowly when she pulled up to the building. She got out and heard a few people say her name, and she forced a smile on her face as she greeted them. She took a few pictures and signed some stuff, and then headed inside as the doorman looked her over. She went to the elevator and slowed in front of Eric's door. She raised her hand to knock, and paused. "Damn it." She knocked firmly and looked into his face as he opened the door.
"Lover." Eric purred at her, pulling her in by the hand and taking her backpack. She stared at him, feeling the desire that he always sent through her wash through her body with relief. He slid his hands over her face, cupping it as he leaned down to kiss her. His lips burned hers and she moaned as she slid her hands around his waist, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss. She sucked his lip into her mouth hungrily, and he gripped her hair tightly.
"I need a shower, Eric. I am so sweaty." Carli murmured against his lips, and he slid his hands down her back. He lifted her shirt up slowly and she allowed him to take it off.
"Only if I can take all of your clothes first." Eric told her, throwing it onto a chair. He led her to the bathroom and finished his task, and she stepped inside of the huge shower and turned on the hot water. She let the hot water hit her skin with a grateful sigh, and felt him step in behind her. His hands caressed her hips and she moaned as she turned to face him. Their lips met in the steam and she slid her tongue into his mouth eagerly as he slid his hands up to her breasts. "I am going to wash every inch of you off and then we will finish this." Carli protested, but her maneuvered her head under the shower and then massaged shampoo into her hair gently as she closed her eyes. "You sounded really good tonight, Carli, but I sensed some distraction in your voice. I doubt the fans noticed as much as me, but you weren't wholly into it."
"End of tour stuff. It happens." Carli replied too quickly, and bit her lip. He rinsed her hair and then began to wash her body, slowly and sensually. She felt the throbbing begin as he soaped up her thighs and she moaned softly.
"Is that all? Is it anything to do with your grief?" Eric asked her, and she frowned in the thick steam of the shower.
"It's Travis. He is still having a hard time, and is actually at the apartment tonight. For awhile. Is Pam there? Will she be nice to him?" Carli asked, and Eric chuckled.
"She has been spending the night with her new girlfriend as of late. She might be moving in soon." Eric told her, and Carli looked at him. "She still teasingly asked if she can play with you from time to time, but I think that she is rather serious about this one."
"What did you say?" Carli asked him, and he looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"No more interaction between the three of us, that is for certain. But if you happen to feel the desire when you are with her, I don't need to be a part of that. I know that you and her have a certain attraction, but I know that is all it is."
"You're right. I would never leave you for her." Carli replied, sliding her hand down to cup his erection. "I need this way too much."
"I would not mind watching her eat you out, fully clothed of course. I just like seeing your face." Eric told her, and she bit her lip. "I think you're clean, Carli." He pushed her into the wall of the shower, kissing her deeply as she cried out. She pulled his face closer to hers, digging her hands into his damp hair as she met his tongue frantically. She forgot everything at that moment but her raw desire for him, and they stumbled out of the shower with the water still running. Eric grabbed a towel clumsily, drying her first and then himself before they fell onto his bed. He pressed against her as he kissed her again, and she allowed him to press between her legs as he slid over her. Their kiss was bordering on savage and she could feel the bruising starting in her mind. "I have such a hard time being without you for so long, Carli." Eric growled, moving to her neck as he nibbled and kissed. "I have never jacked off as much as I did in that time."
"Me neither." Carli admitted, and he drew her nipple into his mouth with a groan. He had heard her a few times. He bit down and she cried out as he slid his hands over her hips. She was wet and wanted him badly, but he slowly moved down her body with his lips as she whimpered. He licked her long and hard and she gripped the sheets, knowing that she was ready to explode. He focused on her clit as his tongue flicked it with only the tip, then sucking it into his mouth as she let out a primal moan. He slowly rolled it along her folds, his mouth only making her wetter. "Eric, oh god." Carli cried out, as he plunged his tongue deep inside of her, making her explode all over him. She whimpered with the force of it, and felt him cleaning of her of it as she sighed. "You didn't sleep with anyone else, did you?" Carli asked, as an afterthought.
"No." Eric told her firmly, plunging himself into her as she moaned. "I never want anyone else again." He allowed her a brief period to adjust to him before fucking her deep and hard. She came again easily and she looked into his face as he fought his own climax. He managed and she moaned as he pumped in and out of her tight walls, sliding along her sensitive spot as he hitched her leg up to rest against his torso. "Again, Carli. Scream my name." Eric urged her, and she stared into his eyes. "I have heard it in my head again and again during your absence."
"I love you, Eric." Carli breathed, clutching the pillow as she felt the pressure building inside of her. She did scream his name a few moments later, and heard him scream after her as she smiled. Her pussy ached slightly as he pulled out of her, and she felt him rest his head on her stomach. She felt the need for him take her over again, and she slid her hand through his damp hair. They ended up ordering take out and eating it on his bed in candlelight as she looked at him. She had missed seeing him. His blue eyes shimmered in the dim light, and his muscles rippled as he moved slightly. He looked at her and she took a small bite of her thai food. "You're so beautiful, Eric. How are you mine?"
"I have been since I saw you." Eric told her, eating a piece of spicy chicken. "I was even more after we made love for the first time. You are captivating and drew me right in."
"I don't know why." Carli said slowly, thinking before she chewed a piece of broccoli.
"I watched you tonight up there, and I could see all of the boys around her losing themselves in you. You exude your sensuality and passion, and utter power onstage. You control those youngsters as you perform for them, and you also make me very, very hard as you dance around in little skirts and swing your hair around like that. How I longed to take you onstage in front of them all and fuck you like they all wanted to." Carli blushed and looked down, and he smiled. "Even when you are not completely into your performance, you do all of that."
"Ummm, yeah." Carli said, and looked up and then down again. She knew that she should tell him. "It's Travis. He is having a hard time, which is why he is in New York, and we kind of had an issue while on tour."
"Did he finally act on his crush on you?" Eric asked, and she stared at him in surprise. "He very obviously had one, and seemed to be following the guy code on going after his best friend's girl. Now that Ryan is no longer, I can see him trying."
"I never noticed, and yes." Carli replied, scared to look at him.
"Did you sleep with him?" Eric asked, his voice gentle yet demanding as he asked.
"No, nothing quite like that. We kissed and he touched me a little before we stopped it." Carli replied, and kept staring at the sheets as she took another nervous bite.
"Touched you? That is all?" Eric asked, and she nodded. She felt him tilt up her face and she met his eyes. "Did you want him? Do you want him?"
"I was turned on by some texts of ours from that night, and I stopped it slower than I wanted to due to that. But we stopped. I don't want him. I love you." Carli told him, her eyes wide. "It was so hard wanting you when we talked and texted, and I found that masturbating didn't help much that night."
"I am not angry, Carli. You stopped it and you are here instead of with him in your bed." Eric assured her, and she frowned. "I don't want to hear of any similar interaction from now on though. You are mine."
"I am." Carli said, taking another bite of her food. They finished and got the remains into the fridge, and she slid between his legs and rested on his chest. She traced her fingers down his skin as he slid his legs around hers and stroked her skin in return and kissed his nipples slowly. She swirled her tongue slowly around them and then bit gently as he moaned. She felt him harden against her and she slid one hand down to wrap it around him.
"Mouth." Eric told her, and she slid down his body to hover over him. She had just lowered it on him when they heard a female's voice calling through the apartment.
"I don't hear moans or screams of pleasure, so I assume I am safe to enter?" Pam called out, and Eric sighed audibly.
"She figured out that you were coming back. I told her to leave us alone tonight." Eric murmured, and his eyes turned angry. They situated themselves and covered up, and she came in with a smile.
"Well, well my singer lover. How was your tour?" Pam looked happy and as always, flawless and beautiful.
"Pam." Eric warned her with a low voice, and she shook her head and laughed.
"I wanted to say hello and that I missed you. Good to see you back." Pam said, and eyed her carefully. "I see that he has taken good care of you this evening. I would hug you, but we can save that for another time. I am off to see my new piece of ass, so I will see you two later." She winked and walked out, and they heard the door close behind her.
"She really just interrupted us for that?" Eric asked in frustration, and Carli smiled at him.
"She was just being Pam." Carli said, and he stared at her.
"She wanted you. You know that." Eric said, and Carli felt a blush spread over her cheeks. "Maybe I should have told her to leave you the fuck alone."
"Eric, you sound so angry. I am here with you." Carli said, and pushed him to his back. "I want you." She resumed her former position and took him back into her mouth slowly, feeling him harden as she did. He slid his hands into her hair and moaned as she sucked him deeper into her mouth, and soon her began to thrust himself forward and into her mouth. He took over the control before too long and soon he came into her mouth as she swallowed it hungrily. He pushed her to her stomach and moved between her legs as he parted them, licking slowly between her cheeks and slowly probing the tightest of entrances. She moaned weakly, lifting herself to be closer to him. He slid his tongue deeply into her and then he moved and she heard the drawer open, and the familiar sound of the bottle of lubricant. Carli tensed as she felt him move behind her and enter her, and she cried out with the pressure. Eric groaned deep within and pushed forward as she moaned, and she let him until he slid a finger over her clit to bring her to her orgasm. She bucked forward and he came after her, letting her slip to the mattress slowly when she was finished. She felt him pull her close to him and kiss her hair, and she smiled weakly.
"I love you, Carli. Are you OK?" Eric asked her, and she thought about the various aches she was feeling for a moment.
"It's been awhile is all." Carli said, and nestled closer to him. "I will get used to all of your wants and desires."
"I hope so. I intend to push them upon you for a long time to come." Eric promised her, and she smiled weakly. She was not sure at that point if it was a good thing or a bad thing.