Nevermore
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › Backstreet Boys
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,027
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the Backstreet Boys. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Nevermore - Chapter 3
Title: Nevermore – Chapter 3
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!
Archive: AFF. 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 career. 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.
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“He was too easy, the others won’t be so simple.” Fiona thought to herself as she finished dressing, she stood and walked to the door; readying herself for the next one.
She opened the door, walked out and quietly shut the door after her; she simply crossed the hall to another door. She could hear rap music emanating from this room. “Ah, this boy…He should be somewhat easy, not like the last one, but still fun.” She took a deep breath and knocked on the door…
“Man! Who now?” He yelled throwing down the control to his video game. He walked over & opened the door, “What do you wa…”
He stopped dead in his tracks because there before him stood the most drop dead gorgeous creature. She was in tight dark blue jeans, a tight green pleather tube top, and platform sneaker sandals.
“Wow! Um, can I help you?” He asked looking her up & down, it disgusted her but she played right into his ideals.
“Yeah, I think you can…” She said placing her hand on his chest and pushing him back, closing the door behind them. She pushed him back until he fell backwards onto his bed; she straddled him and leaned down kissing him deeply.
“Damn girl!” He said in a heated breath, Fiona knew that he wouldn’t be as fun as the previous one but he was a pushover for sexy women. Great fault huh?
She slowly slid her hands under his shirt and glided it over his head, and then she kissed her way down to the waistband of his pants. She loosened his belt and the pants practically took themse off off, she smiled as she looked him in the eyes. She slid her hand down his briefs and watched as he dug his head back into the pillow and moaned in ecstasy. Fiona smiled to herself as she slid down his briefs, as he roughly undressed her.
She mounted him and rode up hard, hearing him moan made her go even harder so she could get this over with and go after her next victim. As she was preoccupied, thinking of what lay ahead she heard him moan with such an untamed power, but he subsided quickly, falling fast asleep.
She climbed off of him and started to get dressed, she looked herself in the mirror and then looked back at him. “All they know is themselves, they don’t even care about anyone else.” She thought as she looked at him, a black smoke resting over his eyes. “Too bad, he was actually kind of cute…”
She left quietly and locked the door behind her; she looked up & down the hall thinking about who was left.
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!
Archive: AFF. 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 career. 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.
***
“He was too easy, the others won’t be so simple.” Fiona thought to herself as she finished dressing, she stood and walked to the door; readying herself for the next one.
She opened the door, walked out and quietly shut the door after her; she simply crossed the hall to another door. She could hear rap music emanating from this room. “Ah, this boy…He should be somewhat easy, not like the last one, but still fun.” She took a deep breath and knocked on the door…
“Man! Who now?” He yelled throwing down the control to his video game. He walked over & opened the door, “What do you wa…”
He stopped dead in his tracks because there before him stood the most drop dead gorgeous creature. She was in tight dark blue jeans, a tight green pleather tube top, and platform sneaker sandals.
“Wow! Um, can I help you?” He asked looking her up & down, it disgusted her but she played right into his ideals.
“Yeah, I think you can…” She said placing her hand on his chest and pushing him back, closing the door behind them. She pushed him back until he fell backwards onto his bed; she straddled him and leaned down kissing him deeply.
“Damn girl!” He said in a heated breath, Fiona knew that he wouldn’t be as fun as the previous one but he was a pushover for sexy women. Great fault huh?
She slowly slid her hands under his shirt and glided it over his head, and then she kissed her way down to the waistband of his pants. She loosened his belt and the pants practically took themse off off, she smiled as she looked him in the eyes. She slid her hand down his briefs and watched as he dug his head back into the pillow and moaned in ecstasy. Fiona smiled to herself as she slid down his briefs, as he roughly undressed her.
She mounted him and rode up hard, hearing him moan made her go even harder so she could get this over with and go after her next victim. As she was preoccupied, thinking of what lay ahead she heard him moan with such an untamed power, but he subsided quickly, falling fast asleep.
She climbed off of him and started to get dressed, she looked herself in the mirror and then looked back at him. “All they know is themselves, they don’t even care about anyone else.” She thought as she looked at him, a black smoke resting over his eyes. “Too bad, he was actually kind of cute…”
She left quietly and locked the door behind her; she looked up & down the hall thinking about who was left.