Concerts are a different world than the one we live in. Time do not exists, energy is infinite, everyone seems united by an uncontrollable joy, and the world does not seem to be a meaningless unjust reality.
Then everything ends and realizes the joy and urgency of sharing everything with someone. For this reason I could not wait to go back to the hotel. Kaycee and I hadn't heard from each other all day and I didn't even know why.
It was with her that I shared my post-concert joys.-Hey Lew, don't you drink with us?- An Italian staff member asked me.
-He doesn't drink, and has things to do. This are hard days- Bailey said wink at me.So I went to my room. Not even time to close the door and I was already calling Kaycee, but she didn't answer. With the phone I check the time zone, in California it was afternoon, maybe she was recording.
Then someone knocks on the door, scaring Oreo. I got up to open it and in front of me found Rick with a tablet in his hand.
-Tomorrow day off. See the city, go to lunch with Chiara Ferragni, I don't know, but don't stay locked in your room-
-I don't even know Chiara Ferragni-
-You should, she's cool-
-Thanks for the advice-
-She and Dua Lipa are friends-
-Good night Rick- And I closed the door.I liked Chiara Ferragni, she is nice. But if I had to go to lunch with some Italian celebrities I would have chosen måneskin.
Time to go back to lie down on the bed when someone knocked again. It wasn't unusual, but still got on my nerves.
I opened the door ready to say no to some more going out request from someone who clearly wasn't Ethan Torchio. But in front of me there was better.
I didn't even want to make sure she was her staring any longer than I should. I just took her in my arms and she started laughing.
Kaycee was here, in my arms, laughing. I couldn't say a word. I could only feel all the things I had been missing; her curls between my fingers, her lavender essence in my arms, her entire existence. I missed her more than I thought.
She had stopped laughing and now her legs are around my hips. Maybe the fact that now I wasn't going to stop her laughter made me talk.
-How is this possible?- Her face reappears from my shoulder. God her eyes.
-Is a surprise-
-And the filming?-
-They will record the scenes where I am not involved while I am away-She smiled at me, aware that she had given me the best gift in history. Her body was still tied to mine and I could no longer resist it.
I kissed her, I needed it.
Kaycee
God I missed his lips, I missed his arms that surround me, holding him back was a sense of lightness and desire to stay like this, forever.
As soon as we stop kissing I hear someone give me a tap on the shoulder.
-I have already posted the video in the stories- Bailey said handing me the phone before leaving without forget to wink at us. Sean and I burst out laughing.Then the boy takes me into his room without stop holding me. I thought he wouldn't like my surprise but when his lips touched mine again I knew he actually missed me almost as much as I missed him.
He throws me on the bed and I laugh. Sean get away his lips from mine and in that moment I was hurt, that was the kind of kiss that lasted long.
-You should stop- He said in a tone of voice different from the one I had heard him use usually, lower, a whisper that tasted of something he wanted to share only with himself. Even his eyes, hooked to mine, were different, I don't think a person's puppille can be dilated in this way. The whole atmosphere in the room was different.-Stop doing what?- I asked curiously. My tone of voice came out similar to his without my control.
-Smile or laugh between my lips. The time will come when I won't stop-
I noticed his figure above mine was held up by one of his elbows above my head while his other hand held him close to my flanks.-Stop you from what?- I knew perfectly what he meant, but I wanted to hear him say it, I wanted to clearly hear what he want.
-You know-
-Why do you think I want to stop?-I don't know how it was possible but he looked at me even more intensely than before. For a moment he stopped looking at me and his eyes traveled down my body. I was wearing only an old shirt of his and a pair of sweatpants. His eyes return to mine.
-Are you sure?-
-I am, and you?-The way he kissed me was different from any other time we did in the past. I felt the need to have more and pushed my body to Sean's one. His hand under mine, once his, t-shirt. The jolt to our skins in contact was inevitable, but I wanted it, so I got a little up to take off my shirt then I went back lying on the mattress.
Sean moved around my neck. I haven't felt these chills for years, but now one of my breasts was in his hands and I pushed his hips towards mine.
-Shit- He said pulling our lips away.
-What?-
-I don't have any condoms-
-Oh Lew, there are other things we can do- I said biting my lip at the thought. By now I had come this far and I wanted the complete experience.-Are you sure Rice? You want this? Do you want me?- I kissed him, to show him my affection
-Obviously-
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FanfictionSean Lew is a famous singer but people talk about him as the playboy who ends every night drunk or with a black eye. Kaycee Rice is an actress who, on the contrary, is loved by everyone. But people continue to see her as a twelve-year-old girl and...