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After the Interview	By : Enyo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 1362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Rammstein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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As written in the details, this story was inspired by the story "Reptile Sushi" by Celebriella. So, if you've read it and found similarities, it's normal. I got the idea for this one while reading R.S.. Don't worry, I did consult Celebriella and it was agreed that I leave it on the site, as long as I mention what I just did. So... That's it I guess. Hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review. ^^

Till got in the room and slammed the door behind his back.
“Till open the door please.”
Christoph got no answer.
“Till. The door.”
Still no answer.
The drummer growled, shoving his hands in his pockets, looking for his own key. He found it and unlocked the door and slammed it behind his back too. The singer was in the bathroom.
“Why are you pouting?” he asked, standing behind the tall man.
Till didn’t answer, drying his face with a towel and closing the tap.
“Gosh you are so childish!” he growled, crossing his arms over his own chest.
The singer looked at him, obviously upset.
“What did I do now?” he asked, crooking an eyebrow.
“You called me a fag.” He growled, moving away from the sink.
“Yeah, well that’s what you are, no?” he asked, getting in his way.
The strong man frowned, trying to go pass him.
“Still, it’s no reason to say it that way. You are too, may I remind you.” He answered in a growl.
Schneider put his hands on his friend’s massive chest, smiling sweetly.
“I’m sorry Till.” He whispered, moving a bit closer.
The taller man did nothing.
“Do you forgive me?” he continued, his hands moving to his back as he pressed up against his chest.
“I don’t like being called a fag.” He whispered back, cupping the back of the drummer’s neck.
“I know, but you were looking for it.” He said softly, his arms moving to his neck.
“Yeah, maybe, but still.”
Christoph smiled softly, kissing his neck softly. The strong man shivered between his arms.
“Why do you smell like cola?” the smaller man asked, puzzled.
Till laughed softly.
“Was bored. Poured some on my microphone.” He said, smiling like a kid.
“Gosh you’re childish.” He whispered, brushing his lips against his.
The singer’s smile grew as he pulled his lover closer. The drummer moaned softly, kissing him softly.
“Do you forgive me?” he asked softly, his lips hovering over the strong man’s cheek.
“Well, I don’t know.” He whispered, his hands travelling down his friend’s spine.
The smaller man smiled, nibbling at his lover’s strong jaw, making him purr.
“What could I do to make you forgive me?” he asked, teasing.
“Well, I don’t know.” He replied, his fingers travelling up to the nape of his neck, pulling him into a kiss.
The drummer purred, kissing back before kneeling in front of his lover. The strong man nibbled at his bottom lip. Schneider grinned, untying his lover’s shirt and kissing his slightly hairy stomach softly. He growled softly, his muscles twitching against his will. Christoph smiled, running his tongue up the line of dark hair from his navel down. He grunted softly, shivering some more.

The smaller man untied his lover’s belt and pants, pulling them down, running light fingers over the tent in the strong man boxers. He whined softly, shivering badly. The drummer grinned, blowing hot air over his crotch. He gasped softly, shivering once again. Christoph pulled the boxers down a bit, biting at his hipbones and lower stomach. The strong man moaned really softly, tilting his head back a little. Schneider pulled the boxers down completely, revealing his lover’s rather large organ. He smiled and gave it a playful lick. Till moaned softly, running his hands over the bristles of his lover’s hair.

The strong man gasped softly as his lover’s lips closed around his shaft. The drummer grabbed the singer’s butt cheek hard. He gasped, cupping the back of the smaller man’s neck, trying to get him to take him in deeper. He grunted as his shaft bumped the back of his throat. The drummer started bobbing his head slowly, extorting a small grunt out of his lover.

Schneider’s mouth kept gliding up and down his manhood, letting him out fast and taking him in slow. Till started panting softly, caressing his lover’s hair gently. The drummer smiled, caressing the strong man’s lower stomach gently. The singer moaned softly, tilting his head further back. Christoph ran his nails lightly over his butt cheek, extorting another moan out of his lover. Till swallowed loudly, running his hands over the smaller man’s hair. Schneider glanced up at him, moving faster. Till grunted, shivering badly. The drummer clawed at his ass, moving even faster. The strong man grunted loudly, stiffening a bit. Schneider tasted him at the back of his tongue. He kept moving up and down his shaft a few more times, caressing his hipbones gently. The singer moaned weakly, panting hard. Schneider let go of him, kissing his stomach softly. The strong shivered, moaning softly. He leaned back against the wall, caressing his lover’s hair.

Christoph pressed his cheek against the singer’s stomach, able to hear his heartbeat, even all the way down there. Till smiled, his breathing slowing down. He stroke the back of his neck gently. Schneider looked up at him, smiling too. The strong man cupped his jaw and pulled him up gently. He purred softly as the other man pressed his lips against his.
“So, am I forgiven?” he asked, teasing, running his fingers through the singer’s hair.
The tall man grinned.
“Well, I don’t know…” he whispered, pulling the drummer’s shirt off.
The smaller man smiled, giving him a little push.
“Jerk.” He said, kidding.
Till grinned some more, tackling the other man against the wall, having put a hand behind his head for him not to hit it. The drummer gasped softly as the strong man squeezed him against the wall with his body.
“I’m not a jerk.” He said, sucking at the skin of his neck, marking it.
“Cut it out.” He giggled, trying to push him off.
Till grinned some more, pulling his pants down and making another mark on his neck. The drummer giggled, trying to push him off some more. The strong man let go of his neck, grabbing the smaller man’s naked butt. He gasped softly, licking his lover’s chin and mouth. He smiled, licking his own lips and pressing the other man harder against the wall. Christoph tangled his fingers in his lover’s hair and pulled him closer, his tongue flicking at his full lips. The strong man purred, sucking at his lover’s tongue and lifting him up for them to be at the same height. Schneider wrapped his legs around him, moaning as his lover’s hands wondered up and down his thighs. The drummer ran his nails down the strong man’s muscled back, marking him.

Till growled softly, nibbling at his lover’s bottom lip. Christoph moaned softly, rubbing the singer’s butt cheeks with his shins. The taller man grunted, reaching in the pharmacy. Christoph nibbled at his jaw, tightening his grip on his hips. The singer pushed lubed fingers in him, licking at his neck. The drummer sank his fingers in his shoulders.
“No. Take me now.” He whispered, shivering as his lover’s lips latched to his Adam’s apple.
The man grinned, taking his fingers out and placing the head of his lubed manhood at his entrance.
“You ready?” he asked, sliding his tongue in his ear.
The smaller man moaned softly, nodding. Till pulled him into a kiss, pushing his way in slowly, but firmly. He stopped moving when his hips pressed against the drummer’s butt. The smaller man whined softly, scratching his lover’s shoulders badly, his teeth clenched. The strong man kissed him softly, caressing his hair soothingly, ignoring his shoulders’ protests. Christoph wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck, trying to relax. Till’s lips travelled down his neck, his hands caressing his lower back gently, trying to ease the pain away. He purred softly as the singer nibbled at one of his ear lobes.

Till smiled sweetly, kissing him softly. The drummer kissed back, tightening his grip on him. The string man started moving gently, holding on to him by his hips. The drummer gasped, tilting his head back. The singer licked his throat, pumping a bit harder. Schneider moaned softly, wrapping one of his lover’s hands around his own shaft. Till smiled, sucking at his neck some more, stroking him slowly. He moaned some more, shivering badly. The singer grunted, shoving himself in harder, pumping his fist faster too. Christoph moaned softly, panting. Till pushed his tongue in his mouth, fighting with his. The strong man pumped harder, his hipbones hitting hard against the smaller man’s ass.
“Not going to last.” the drummer managed to say, panting hard.
The singer growled, scratching the back of his lover’s neck, still pumping at the same rhythm. Christoph moaned his lover’s name softly, turning his face away. Till turned back towards himself, pressing his lips against his once more. The smaller moaned again, stiffening in his arms. The strong man felt hot liquid splash his stomach, the drummer’s muscles starting to pulse around his shaft. He growled softly, not being able to hold back any longer. The smaller man shivered as he felt him splashing his insides. He tangled his fingers in his hair, pulling him into a soft kiss. Till purred, kissing back, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him away from the wall. Christoph purred softly, his lips trailing down the strong man’s neck.

The singer carried him all the way to the bed, climbing on it with him. He smiled sweetly, kissing the smaller man’s forehead. Schneider closed his eyes, smiling too, caressing the cuts on his lover’s shoulders gently. The singer laughed softly.
“Feisty, aren’t we?” he asked, kissing.
The smaller man blushed, kissing him softly.
“I’m sorry for hurting you.” He whispered.
Till smiled sweetly.
“Don’t worry about it Christoph.” He whispered back, nibbling at his ear gently.
Schneider shivered, stroking the tall man’s hair.
“I love it when you leave marks.” He continued, giving him another hickey, on his neck, just under the ear.
The drummer giggled, goose bumps all over.
“I like it too.” He replied, pulling him closer.
The singer cuddled, pressing his face against his lover’s neck, covering his body with his own. Christoph purred, caressing his lover’s back slowly, his hands travelling up and down his spine. The tall man’s breathing on his skin started slowing down. The big man was starting to doze off. He too was starting to grow numb. His hands started to slow down, his breathing also growing slower. Till smiled softly.

He should get his lover to apologize more often…
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