Like Loving the Dead - Peter Steele

Be Mine

Lizzy could feel Peter's hand on the small of her back as she climbed the steps of the tour bus. The band had finished an amazing set and everyone's energy was running high as they boarded the tour bus. Lizzy felt Peter gently push on her back, urging her to head towards the back lounge of the tour bus.

"Fuck man, that was awesome," She could hear Kenny call from behind as they all made their ways down the aisle of the bus, maneuvering past the bunks.

"Yeah, sick crowd," Johnny agreed.

"Hey, Lizzy," Josh said. Suddenly Lizzy felt Peter pause behind her. She turned, curious to see what had caught Peter's attention. Josh leaned around Peter's sizeable frame and gave Lizzy a smirk, "We set up a special bunk  just for you."

"Oh yeah?" Lizzy asked with an amused smirk of her own. She adored Josh's deadpan sense of humor, "How thoughtful."

"Yeah, this one right here," Josh pointed at the closed curtain of one of the bunks as he tossed his longs curls back with a sigh, "We decorated it."

"Really?" Lizzy asked with a raise of her eyebrow. She could hear a groan of dread escape Peter's throat in anticipation of the big reveal of her bunk, "With balloons and streamers?"

"Not exactly. Just, y'know, just some shots from Peter's Playgirl spread," Josh said with a smirk, "Y'know, just to keep you company when we need to steal our frontman away."

"No way!" Lizzy exclaimed, dropping her hands to her sides with both amusement and disbelief.

"You fucking didn't..."Peter's voice rumbled in his throat, his jade eyes pierced into Josh as his face contorted into a snarl.

"Hey now...it wasn't just me," Josh gave Peter an innocent shrug glancing back at Johnny and Kenny before eyeing Peter's towering frame again, "It was all of us. And I figure together in a fight we might last against you for about... thirty seconds...and it'll be worth it."

Lizzy narrowed her eyes at Josh not sure if she should believe him or not. She then turned to face the bunk. The curtain was pulled tight. She brought her hand up and slowly began to draw the curtain open. As she did she could see pictures of Peter in various states of nudity taped up on the side of the wall and the ceiling of the bunk. To top it off there was a seemingly fresh, untampered with copy of Peter's Playgirl magazine lying on the bedding. Lizzy let out a gasp and a laugh before she turned to Josh clasping her hands together, "You shouldn't have! It's perfect!"

Josh turned to Kenny and Johnny with a triumphant smirk and Kenny and Johnny laughed much to Peter's chagrin. Lizzy could hear a grunt of disapproval rumble from Peter's chest. She reached and took his hand in both of hers, intertwining their fingers and giving him a gentle squeeze before she cooed as she looked up at his handsome face, "I could look at him all day."

Lizzy's eyes met Peter's and she gave him wink and she could see his sneer soften and shift into a smirk.

"Yeah, well, on that note I need a beer. Anyone else?" Kenny called over his shoulder before moseying over to the bus's mini fridge.

"Fuck yeah man," Johnny chimed.

Lizzy turned and gazed up at Peter, his lips still pursed from the teasing he endured, "You have any wine?"

Peter's lips turned up at the corner of his mouth, "Of course, Angel."

Peter nodded his head towards the back of the bus again, encouraging Lizzy to head in that direction. She turned and began to walk and once against felt his hand on the small of her back gently urging her forward. They reached the back lounge of the tour bus and Lizzy turned and perched down as gracefully as she could onto the couch. Truth be told, she was not used to wearing heels, even with boots. But, she liked to try and minimize the height difference between her and Peter as much as possible. Still, even with the heels he managed to dwarf her. Also there was the fact that the black mini skirt she was wearing was shorter than she would normally wear and she felt self-conscious about possibly exposing her butt, even though she was wearing pantyhose. They were sheer and didn't do much to cover her up. Not that Peter would complain...the other guys probably wouldn't mind much either. Even though she wasn't sure what it was she had going on with Peter she knew for a fact that she wasn't a groupie and wanted to leave a little something to the imagination.