Through The Storm (Eminem Fan Fiction)

I Wanna Fack

Val POV

I started to get panicky when the lights came on and the crowd made a beeline for the exit. A bunch of security people huddled me and walked me briskly through the sea of people and then through the crowd that had developed in the backstage area. Marshall or Paul wasn't anywhere in sight until they hurried me into an SUV, and it drove away at the very moment the door closed.

"What's up, beautiful?"

I was immediately comforted by my fiancé's familiar voice and realized that all those security guards surrounding me that night were Marshall's doing and only for my protection. He pulled me in to give me the most passionate kiss.

"You were so good honey. I loved every moment of it." I said it lightly against his face, kissed him once more, and rested my head on his shoulder as the SUV sped into the night.

"We're going back to the hotel for just a minute." Marshall told me before kissing my head, "I gotta shower and change."

"Where are we going?"

"To an after party. It's private and VIP."

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I was glad I brought a fancy dress along just for this purpose, complete with heels and new purple lacy lingerie. I freshened up before the club with a spritz of perfume and lotion on my bare shoulders. I wasn't used to wearing high heels, but Laney had insisted I wear them with the dress. I must admit, physically, I felt like a million bucks. Inside, I was an anxious ball of nerves.

Everyone, and I mean everyone, stared at us as Marshall entered the room with me on his arm. It wasn't a huge party, just some of Marshall's crew in a VIP lounge with the lights low and music pounding the floor. I had already met almost everyone there. Porter, Alchemist, Skylar. There were a few people from the industry who didn't look familiar along with some women dressed rather scantily. Everyone was talking loudly and congratulating my man. Being with Marshall Mathers gives me a great sense of pride, but also intimidates me sometimes. I felt as if everyone was staring at me standing there with him and judging me in their mind. They were all thinking that I was too timid to be Marshall's girlfriend and I didn't measure up.

"Yo! Marshall!" Dr. Dre yelled from the other side of the club.

Marshall walked with me on his arm to the other side of the club and dapped up with Dre, then introduced me.

"This is my fiancé, Valentina." He rubbed my back and looked in my eyes.

"Val." I smiled broadly at the big man and stuck out my little trembling hand.

Dre smiled as he shook it, "Val! I feel like I already know you. You're all Marshall talked about for the past two weeks."

I laughed. That's always what everyone says when I meet them.

"Good to finally meet you. You really calmed him down." Dre led us to their table.

Marshall and I took a seat at the back of a huge wrap around table in the corner. Pizza, nachos, and other finger foods lined the table with Porter and Alchemist hanging out nearby with their girlfriends. Marshall devoured a piece of pizza, then took turns greeting his friends and some other people who congregated around our table. I kept my bronze lined smile broad, said "hello", and nodded my head a lot.

"You nervous baby?" Marshall sat next to me with his arm lazily around me and I'm sure he felt my shaking.

I nodded "A little." I leaned into him and whispered, "People are looking at us."

"No one's looking babe." He rubbed my thigh in comfort.

"Uh, I'm pretty sure they're looking." I took my eyes off him to scan the room.

"I don't give a fuck."

Marshall leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine. The kiss lingered and I felt his tongue on my lips. I parted them to reciprocate a deep kiss right there at the table. It felt as though we were celebrating our reunification after a stressful week of preparations and missing each other's touch after experiencing such a beautiful night together.

It was perfect.

Our faces parted, but Marshall stayed within only a few inches of me, "I don't care about anyone else baby, I'm only thinking about you. And how long it's been..."

Hearing him say those words made my pussy quiver.

He held my eyes in his as his hand disappeared under the tablecloth to make its way up my bare leg and trace the crease of my crossed thighs, then up further to run his finger slowly back and forth over my thong.

It had been two weeks since Marshall and I had made love, and his performance had been so incredible. He looked ridiculously sexy sitting there in his Kangal cap and chain around his neck feeling my body in front of this room full of people. No one even seemed to notice. I looked away and let my head fall back a bit as I pressed my legs harder together and breathed deeply.

Marshall POV

It was MY fucking night! I gave my all to my performance and was so thrilled for all my fans, my girl, my family, and my peers to experience Coachella together.

I was proud as fuck!

And horny!

I was focused on the show earlier in the day, but Val looked so cute. She always held my eye with the way she carried herself and smiled her gorgeous little smile to everyone. I was still as intrigued today with Valentina as the day I met her. Probably more so.

I hadn't been with Val physically in a minute, I had been mad busy getting ready for Coachella, but goddamn! She looked so fucking beautiful after the show in a purple spaghetti strap dress with a slit up the side and a pair of sparkly silver heels. I couldn't leave her alone cuz some other dude might snatch her up!

Her body was so smooth and so sexy, but she was also intelligent and confidant, and I was proud as hell walking into the party with Valentina on my arm. I definitely never had that feeling before.

I dapped up with all my boys and talked about the show for a couple minutes before I settled down privately into the booth with my girl. I could feel Val shaking in my arms and I knew she was nervous being around so many people. I needed to get her mind off that shit and on to more important things, like the fact that we hadn't even seen each other in over a week.

I leaned in to kiss Val slowly, and it was the kind of kiss that made me want more. She smelled so sweet, and her hand reached up to stroke my beard to let me know she had missed me too.

I kept my arm around her and held her close in the booth, "I don't care about anyone else baby; I'm only thinking about you. And how long it's been..." I started rubbing on her under the table.

Val liked that and settled against me. I could hardly stand it when I made my way with my fingers under her thong and into her body. Val was so wet and totally ready for me, my dick got instantly hard. I wanted to grind into her so bad right there at the table.

My lips traced over her ear, making her shiver as I pulsed two fingers in and out of her under the table, "Miss me, baby?" I whispered to her.

Val grabbed my wrist so hard with both hands and uncrossed her legs so I could go deeper. We both slouched down a bit in the booth in the darkness of the club. I think people knew to give me my privacy when I'm with my woman who I haven't seen all week.

"You gonna cum baby?" I whispered in her ear as I circled her clit a couple times and bit down on the lobe.

"Uh huh." Her sultry voice was high-pitched and breathless as she kept a tight grasp on my wrist, guiding my fingers in and out of her gorgeous body. It was sexy as fuck!

I could tell she was right on the verge, then her body involuntarily jolted, and she did her best to hide the sounds that escaped her mouth. She rested her head on my shoulder as she came down from her high and I removed my hand from under her dress to inhale the sweet scent of her lingering juices on my fingers.

"We need to get out of here, right now!"