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"Remember those love songs you used to write?" Watty asked Rayna. They were in the middle of a meeting to discuss the strategy him and Bucky had come up with: Rayna and Deacon go on tour, but just the two of them.

"That's cause we were in love! That was a long time ago, Watty. We used to go out on stage and just pour our hearts out to each other. I don't think we could pull that off now." Rayna shot back. She was feeling nervous, she didn't know what would happen if she and Deacon went out on tour…alone.

"I can't imagine what Deacon would think of the idea…" Rayna said.

Deacon came crashing into the room, setting his bag down saying, "Sorry I'm late… traffic. What'd I miss?" He grabbed a pineapple from Rayna's plate.

Rayna glanced at Bucky and Watty, they nodded at her.

"Well, uh. We have a plan." She said to Deacon. Deacon looked at her, listening.

"Uh…hey Watty, Buck, can ya'll give us a minute?" She asked the men. They nodded and made the way to the other side of the rehearsal space to start crunching some numbers.

"What's going on, Ray?" Deacon chuckled nervously.

"Well, uh, they want us to go on tour." Rayna replied.

"Yeah, Rayna, that's why we've been rehearsing and whatnot for months…" Deacon laughed, confused.

Rayna let out a small laugh. "Yeah I know. I mean, they want us to go on tour….just you and me. An acoustic tour."

They both paused, just looking at each other. Rayna making sure he saw in her eyes that this made her very nervous. Deacon making sure she saw that he understood.

"Oh." Deacon finally said.

"Yeah." Rayna responded, turning to look away from him.

"Well, Ray. What do you want to do?"

Rayna sighed. "I don't know, Deacon. I mean, do I think it would be what's best for the tour? Probably." She began to whisper the next part so no one would hear. "But what about us? How exactly are we supposed to go out on tour and sleep on the same tour bus after everything that's happened the past few weeks?" She looked at him.

"I know it worries you, but it seems like you've got a simple choice to make. Either go on tour with me, or go on tour with Juliette Barnes."

Rayna looked at him in surprise. He wasn't wrong.

"There's no way in hell I am going on tour for Juliette Barnes." She replied.

"Well, then. It looks like we've made a decision." Deacon responded and waved Bucky and Watty back over to start going over the plans.


No one will ever love you

No one will ever love you

No one will ever love you

Like I do, like I do, like I do

The music faded and Deacon grabbed Rayna's hand, needing to touch her in some way after that emotional performance. They hadn't been able to take their eyes off of each other the entire song. Rayna sat there, trying desperately not to cry in front of the crowd at the BlueBird. They both stood to exit the stage and after they were down, they faced each other nervously. Rayna gave him a look that said, we should talk. Deacon nodded his head and followed her outside. They walked out the back door into the back parking lot, Deacon trailing after Rayna.

Rayna walked a few paces into the lot and threw her hands up in the air and turned around to face Deacon, "How do we keep ending up here, Deacon? I don't know what the hell we are thinking."

Deacon stood silent, not sure what to say.

Rayna noted his pause and took it as an invitation to keep ranting.

"I mean, it was supposed to be one song. And then you had to go and pick that song! And then you had to go and…and…look at me like that!"

"Like what, Ray? How was I looking at you?" Deacon was getting a little frustrated now.

Rayna yelled back at him, "Like…like, you want me!" Rayna shot back.

Deacon stepped forward and grabbed her arms with both hands and looked straight into her eyes while he yelled back, "Dammit, Rayna! I do want you! I've wanted you every moment of every day since the first time I ever laid eyes on you. I will never stop wanting you. As long as I am alive and breathing, I will want you." Rayna turned silent, her mouth frozen open in shock.

"I want to be able to grab you and kiss you senseless anytime I like. I want to hold your hand and walk side by side on the street. I want to spend Saturday mornings reading the paper and drinking coffee with you. I want to play board games with your girls and help you wash the dishes after dinner. I want to stand up in a suit and watch you walk down an aisle towards me in a long white dress. I want to grow old next to you."

Rayna could feel the tears falling from her eyes but she couldn't help them. She was melting into Deacon with every word he spoke. Deacon grabbed her face with his hand and made sure she kept eye contact with him.

"I want to bury my head in your hair and never come up for air. I want to feel your body underneath mine and I want to feel your skin on my lips." Rayna was starting to lose her breath. Deacon continued, "I want to go to bed each night holding you in my arms. And I want to wake up next to you every single morning until I die. And I want to make you breakfast every goddamn morning with all the real bacon that your heart desires."

At his last words, Rayna, still crying, laughed at his bacon reference. Deacon laughed with her and leaned his forehead against hers.

"Rayna, listen, I know…" Deacon began and was cut off by Rayna who lifted her head and kissed him. She grabbed his shirt collar and pulled his face towards hers, kissing him hard. Deacon inhaled deeply, happiness running through his entire body. He turned them around and backed her up to the wall on the back of the building. He pressed her against it as he kissed her back, just as passionately. Rayna let out a sharp moan as she hit the wall and felt Deacon's lips press hard against her own. They kissed feverishly for a few moments and Rayna released his lips to say, "I've been wanting to do that since you sang that first note in there." She kissed him again.

This time, he released her and responded, "Me too."

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They kissed again, pressing deeply into each other's bodies, not quite able to get close enough. Deacon reached up and grasped her breasts through her shirt, squeezing them passionately. Rayna wrapped one arm around his neck and the other she had pressed against the wall to steady herself as she lifted one leg to wrap around Deacon. He continued his groping but released her mouth to continue his exploration. He kissed her jawline and made little kisses down her neck. He grabbed a chunk of her skin on her neck with his teeth and bit down on it. She let out a sharp breath. He released her skin from his teeth but continued to suck on it. She tightened her hold on him, stretching her head to make sure he had plenty of access. He sucked hard on her skin, she could feel ripples of pleasure running through her. He kept sucking on her neck until he felt the skin begin to pulse. He let go of her skin with a smack and continued his journey down. He stopped at her collarbone and gave it several gentle licks that sent shivers down Rayna's body. He used his nose to get in between the sides of her shirt. He kissed her chest, making his way down. He shoved his head into the valley between her breasts and kissed and licked her. Her chest was rising up and down more quickly now and her breath began to accelerate. He kept one hand massaging her breasts and took his other hand and shoved it into the front of her pants. His hand found its way into her underwear and with her leg around his waist, he had perfect access to her most sensitive area. He worked his fingers over her for a minute, while lifting his lips to continue kissing her. Her breath was getting more rapid as he moved his hand lower. Soon, he arrived at his intended destination. He gently stroked her a few times and then leisurely slipped two fingers into her at once. Rayna let go of his mouth so she could catch her breath. He kept his face close to hers and began to take his fingers back out. Rayna whimpered in disappointment in the back of her throat. Deacon tortured her slightly, pausing his fingers just outside of her opening. Then he thrust them back into her, this time pumping them in and out in a continuous motion. Rayna had her eyes closed and her lips less than an inch from Deacon's. Both of them were breathing heavily and could feel each other's breath on their own lips. Rayna held onto Deacon's shoulders as he placed his free hand on the wall next to her side to steady them both. His other hand was still working its magic on Rayna and soon, she was practically panting from his work. Skillfully, he used his thumb to begin rubbing her clit while he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her. At his touch, Rayna instantly lost control and began her ascent into her climax. The very second before she completely lost control, the back door to the building swung open, two guys chatting and carrying instrument cases exiting into the parking lot. Deacon immediately stopped his movements inside of Rayna's jeans and quickly positioned his body where Rayna's was hidden behind him. When he looked at her, he saw that she was about to hit her peak, her legs shaking and her eyes telling him that she couldn't help it and that she was worried they would hear them. Deacon reached his hand up and stuck his finger into Rayna's mouth. As her climax hit her full force, she bit down onto Deacon's finger hard and closed her eyes as she was sent into ecstasy. Her back arched slightly off of the wall and she did the best she could to stay under control. The sight was so sexy to Deacon that he just wanted to grab her and finish making love to her right there but he knew that wasn't possible. As she came down from her peak, he looked over his shoulder to see the guys on the other side of the parking lot, backs to Rayna and Deacon, making their way to their trucks. He gently removed his hand from her pants and held her as she worked on catching her breath again.

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"Did they see us?" Rayna asked breathlessly.

"I don't think so." He replied and they exchanged a look of relief.

"I uh, I think I need to sit down." Rayna said, still out of breath. Deacon grabbed her hand and they walked to his truck, each of them getting in. After a moment, Rayna felt a tear fall. Guilt had come upon her once again, after almost getting caught up against the wall with another man.

"Ray, I shouldn't have said all those things. It wasn't right for me to put you in that position."

"It wasn't just you. I let it happen. I wanted it, too." Rayna replied in a whisper. Silence followed as they both sat there, wondering what comes next.

"I wish we hadn't done that song." She whispered quietly, knowing that it would have happened some other way if it hadn't happened this way. But she needed something besides herself to blame.

"What do we do now?" Deacon asked in return.

Rayna felt the tears returning and she quickly got up and left the car without turning back. She needed to think.

Rayna walked in to her house and went to the kitchen to put down her bag. Teddy was there, about to heat up some leftovers. She walked over and grabbed him and hugged him. She squeezed his shoulders, trying to act like this was a totally normal thing. Teddy held her, hesitantly, a confused look on his face. She let go of the hug and stepped back. Teddy saw something, a strange spot on her neck, and leaned his head over to try and get a better look. Rayna blushed a deep red, realizing there must be a hickey there. She quickly turned away and said, "I'm exhausted. Night." She grabbed her purse and made her way upstairs before giving Teddy the chance to look at her any closer.