A/N: Oh, sexy ending...

Anyways, I really have no need to have this author's note... yeah...

Enjoy more sexiness ahead!

I blinked at her for less than a second before lifting her up by her up and carrying her to the bedroom. I dropped her on the bed lightly and crawled on top of her. I kissed her neck softly and listened to her whimper.

Goddamn, I never knew I was such a freaking pimp.

I nibbled the skin there and sucked it hard enough to bruise. The Alfred guy would be in for a big surprise, wouldn't he? I slipped my hands into her shorts and she jumped in surprise. She grabbed my wrists in what looked like... fear.

"S-sorry." She mumbled. I removed my hands and looked at her.

"I don't think you want to do this." I said quietly. I was even surprised by what I'd just said. She shook her head and kissed me again, deeply. I tried hard not to enjoy it, but I quickly got into the mood again.

She'd practically ripped off my shirt and started on my belt buckle when I pulled down her shorts. To my displeasure, there was panties underneath. She giggled shortly through the kiss we'd been able to keep up for that long. I payed no attention to it and continued on my way of undressing her.

She shrieked when I hooked a thumb in her panties. She smacked away my hand again and I stared. She sat away from me, running her hand through her hair. She'd taken the ears off a while ago, as did I.

"I-I'm sorry." She muttered. I blinked a few times and stood up. I quickly buckled my pants and dug around in my drawers to find something. I tossed her a t-shirt and pulled one over me.

"You should sleep." I said. "You probably won't remember any of this in the morning, so I'll be the one who feels stupid. You shouldn't feel bad." I said and walked to the bathroom to take a shower to get the gel out of my hair.

I dried off and dressed again. I walked back into my room and looked down at her sleeping there. She curled up around a pillow, facing away from the door. There was moonlight streaming in onto her face.

I smirked and shook my head before puling the blanket over her and walking out to fall onto the couch. I grumbled and buried myself in the soft couch.

And that's when my bloody phone rang.

"Mark. I swear to god, I will slit somebody's throat if I have to do another show. The last one was a fiasco." I half yelled into the phone. I could practically hear my manager trembling on the other side.

"I'm sold out though." He said shakily. I growled and stood up to get dressed.

ΞΞΞTIMESKIPΞΞΞ

I slumped against the wall staring at my reflection. I looked like a model citizen, normal physique, normal face, normal attitude. I blinked and let the contacts shift into place. I heard a knock on the door and grunted to let them in.

"Johan? There's a group of people trying to get in without tickets." A bodyguard said. "They claim to know you. One of them is the girl you grabbed out of the crowd about a week ago. The one with white hair." I froze and turned to look at him.

"Let them in. I'm guessing they just want to get in the concert." I said and he nodded. He left and I turned back to the mirror. I smirked, knowing that she probably brought Alfred and America, who seemed to be her best friends.

I stood up and walked to the stage. I pulled the band to the side.

"I think we'll have an 'all American' concert tonight." I said. They knew I meant all the songs would be in English. "I'm going to tick off my roommate's boyfriend as much as possible, you guys have any suggestions?"

In a few minutes we made a sizable set list. I grabbed my guitarist, William.

"You'll be my backup singer, cool?" I asked loosely as I fastened the microphone on my head. He nodded as everything started to get going.

ЖЖЖSPELLETJE'S POVЖЖЖ

I leaned on the bar with Al's arm around me. I stared at the stage and walked him step out. I smirked at his fake green eye as they swept the front row of women. He stared at me for at least a second before moving on.

"He likes you." America whispered into my ear. Well, said, but saying things here would be like whispering. I laughed once and looked at the two people with me.

"Everyone! Today we're doing American songs." Everyone's attention was grabbed by the blonde on the stage. "I guess I'm singing as if I were somebody trying to steal they're colleagues girlfriend for most of the concert." He was quickly drowned out by screams. I clapped my hands over my ears and saw that Johan winced slightly while the two America's were having the times of their lives.

He quickly calmed the crowd. I sighed heavily and watched the band strike up. I smirked as I recognized the song.

ΞΞΞTIMESKIPΞΞΞ

I was laughing hard as he finished. Again, the crowd exploded and I watched him hang his head slightly.

"Sorry ladies." He muttered. "I don't think I'm picking anyone tonight." He sighed and walked off stage. I blinked a few times in surprise and turned to my friends. We exchanged a few words before leaving, or at least trying to.

A guard quickly caught my arm and dragged me backstage. I tried to get them off until I was lead to the weirdly familiar room.

"Hey." I said as I looked at him taking out his contacts. "Why'd you want me in here?" I asked and he turned around. He eyed me and I felt a blush fall over my cheeks. Why couldn't I get the night before out of my head?

"Because I can't bear to see you with that American."