Nevermore
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Backstreet Boys
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,026
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0
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Nevermore - Chapter 2
Title: Nevermore – Chapter 2
Author: Sparkleblsmchyld
Type: RP Het and Gen
Rating: R – for violent situations and some sexual situations.
Pairing: The Backstreet Boys and suggested OFC.
Warning: Serious amounts of AU and some fluff mixed in when the chapters calm. This is really the crack-fic out of all my fics.
Disclaimer: Not mine, probably never happened, never will. Too much sugar and music will do this to your thoughts kids! All ideas are result of my overactive imagination!
ArchiveF. F. If you want, just ask. I'd be flattered.
Feedback: Have something you’ve just got to tell me? Please do, feedback is great.
Timeline: The Millenium tour.
Notes: Okay, this was very early in my writing ca. I. I was a high-school boy-band freak with an insatiable love of the bizarre, creepy and down-right X-Files-ish. Excuse the normal cliches and writing boo-boos. Just enjoy the story as it is.
Summary: Be careful just whom in your path you anger, your retribution may be swift and silent. The Backstreet Boys didn’t learn this lesson and now they have to pay.
***
She slowly walked down Scott St. turning every head as she walked; men young and old were entranced by her devilish & intoxicating aura. She continued until she reached the front door of the arena, the crowd that had gathered there posed no problem; she slowly looked around for a victim until she spotted him, a security guard. She slowly turned and strutted towards him, she felt like such a slut, but these type of men were used to and loved that type. She walked up to him and swung her hair out of her face, she leaned over letting him look down her halter-top, “Sir?” She asked in her most coy voice, “Could you please let me back there?” She motioned towards the area marked no trespassing. He looked back and gulped hard, “Umm, gee Miss, I’m uh, not supposed to let anyone back there.” His gaze danced around, trying not to look into her penetrating eyes, she slowly climbed the steps until she had him pinned against the wall, “Please?” she asked running her hands through his hair. “Fine, just please kiss me…” He sighed, Fiona smiled as she did so, placing her scarlet lips to his in one quick moment for him to savor. She moved back and looked in his eyes, at the black smoke slowly filling them…She smiled and walked backstage, leaving him against the wall, stunned and now hers…
As she walked backstage she could hear the sound check going on, she imagined all the girls that would fill the arena later that night…
“Poor fools…” She thought to herself as she wandered down a hallway from which she heard voices. There were several doors from which to choose, “Let’s try what’s behind door number three.” She thought slowly taking a breath and opening the third door…
“What the hell are you doing in here?” He yelled caught off guard but nonetheless stunned by such a beautiful creature. She had long chocolate brown hair, & dark brown eyes, she was wearing black leather pants with a yellow leather halter-top and spiked black heels.
“Oh! Um, oh dear…I am so sorry, I must have mistaken this for the bathroom door. Please don’t get mad…”
Her voice trembled and he loved it, “Come here honey, I won’t hurt you.”
Fiona smiled to herself, “yeah he won’t hurt me” She walked over and sat down on his bed, he smiled and motioned for her to come sit on his lap. She walked over and lightly sat down, hearing a small moan escape from his mouth.
“So what’s a beautiful creature like you doing here, and all by your pretty little self too.” He smiled, a million thoughts of what he’d like to do to her running through her head.
“He’s gonna be easy…” she thought, hearing his every thought. “Umm, I’m a little scared, would you hold me?” She asked girlishly running her finger down his lips. He smiled and then Fiona knew that she had him.
He grinned and brushed away her finger and in one quick move devoured her mouth, tasting her sweet, red lips. He slowly turned her so she was straddling him; she ran her nails down his bare chest, making him moan.
Fiona loved how well this one responded to her, she loved how easily he was swayed. She slowly toyed with him, she slid her tongue slyly into his mouth as he lifted her and carried her over to his bed. He laid her down and climbed on top of her, “He does this so well, Eve was right.”
She continues to kiss him until she can feel him undressing her and then she can feel him inside of her, she sighs; half from pleasure and half from knowing she had him…He couldn’t escape her now…
Moments later she feels her body tense and then slowly relax, as she lets out a deep sigh she hears his growl of ecstasy & smiles to herself, it’s done.
She turns his head and looks him deep in the eyes as she sees a slow trickle of black taking over the whites of his eyes. She kisses him deeply one last time before leaving him, satisfied, to continued her mission.
Author: Sparkleblsmchyld
Type: RP Het and Gen
Rating: R – for violent situations and some sexual situations.
Pairing: The Backstreet Boys and suggested OFC.
Warning: Serious amounts of AU and some fluff mixed in when the chapters calm. This is really the crack-fic out of all my fics.
Disclaimer: Not mine, probably never happened, never will. Too much sugar and music will do this to your thoughts kids! All ideas are result of my overactive imagination!
ArchiveF. F. If you want, just ask. I'd be flattered.
Feedback: Have something you’ve just got to tell me? Please do, feedback is great.
Timeline: The Millenium tour.
Notes: Okay, this was very early in my writing ca. I. I was a high-school boy-band freak with an insatiable love of the bizarre, creepy and down-right X-Files-ish. Excuse the normal cliches and writing boo-boos. Just enjoy the story as it is.
Summary: Be careful just whom in your path you anger, your retribution may be swift and silent. The Backstreet Boys didn’t learn this lesson and now they have to pay.
***
She slowly walked down Scott St. turning every head as she walked; men young and old were entranced by her devilish & intoxicating aura. She continued until she reached the front door of the arena, the crowd that had gathered there posed no problem; she slowly looked around for a victim until she spotted him, a security guard. She slowly turned and strutted towards him, she felt like such a slut, but these type of men were used to and loved that type. She walked up to him and swung her hair out of her face, she leaned over letting him look down her halter-top, “Sir?” She asked in her most coy voice, “Could you please let me back there?” She motioned towards the area marked no trespassing. He looked back and gulped hard, “Umm, gee Miss, I’m uh, not supposed to let anyone back there.” His gaze danced around, trying not to look into her penetrating eyes, she slowly climbed the steps until she had him pinned against the wall, “Please?” she asked running her hands through his hair. “Fine, just please kiss me…” He sighed, Fiona smiled as she did so, placing her scarlet lips to his in one quick moment for him to savor. She moved back and looked in his eyes, at the black smoke slowly filling them…She smiled and walked backstage, leaving him against the wall, stunned and now hers…
As she walked backstage she could hear the sound check going on, she imagined all the girls that would fill the arena later that night…
“Poor fools…” She thought to herself as she wandered down a hallway from which she heard voices. There were several doors from which to choose, “Let’s try what’s behind door number three.” She thought slowly taking a breath and opening the third door…
“What the hell are you doing in here?” He yelled caught off guard but nonetheless stunned by such a beautiful creature. She had long chocolate brown hair, & dark brown eyes, she was wearing black leather pants with a yellow leather halter-top and spiked black heels.
“Oh! Um, oh dear…I am so sorry, I must have mistaken this for the bathroom door. Please don’t get mad…”
Her voice trembled and he loved it, “Come here honey, I won’t hurt you.”
Fiona smiled to herself, “yeah he won’t hurt me” She walked over and sat down on his bed, he smiled and motioned for her to come sit on his lap. She walked over and lightly sat down, hearing a small moan escape from his mouth.
“So what’s a beautiful creature like you doing here, and all by your pretty little self too.” He smiled, a million thoughts of what he’d like to do to her running through her head.
“He’s gonna be easy…” she thought, hearing his every thought. “Umm, I’m a little scared, would you hold me?” She asked girlishly running her finger down his lips. He smiled and then Fiona knew that she had him.
He grinned and brushed away her finger and in one quick move devoured her mouth, tasting her sweet, red lips. He slowly turned her so she was straddling him; she ran her nails down his bare chest, making him moan.
Fiona loved how well this one responded to her, she loved how easily he was swayed. She slowly toyed with him, she slid her tongue slyly into his mouth as he lifted her and carried her over to his bed. He laid her down and climbed on top of her, “He does this so well, Eve was right.”
She continues to kiss him until she can feel him undressing her and then she can feel him inside of her, she sighs; half from pleasure and half from knowing she had him…He couldn’t escape her now…
Moments later she feels her body tense and then slowly relax, as she lets out a deep sigh she hears his growl of ecstasy & smiles to herself, it’s done.
She turns his head and looks him deep in the eyes as she sees a slow trickle of black taking over the whites of his eyes. She kisses him deeply one last time before leaving him, satisfied, to continued her mission.