Midnight Cravings | By : BurntToasties Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 1457 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Bill walked down the white hallway of the hotel alone, the silence crushing his ears. He slipped the plastic card key into the lock, watching the light flash from red to green, allowing him entrance. He slipped inside the door, shutting it as quietly as possible. He glanced at the two beds in the room, only one of them currently occupied with a mess of long brown hair sticking above the blanket. Bill smiled to himself, slipping under the sheets and kissing the brunette bassist. He felt Georg smile as he woke.
“I thought you were never going to show,” he whispered to Bill, sliding his hands easily under the others shirt. Bill sighed, biting his lip as Georg slid his hands down the others chest, causing Bill’s hips to buck against Georg’s already hard bugle. Bill deftly pulled Georg’s pants down before Georg copied the move, shifting so he was now lying on top of the singer. Bill kissed Georg roughly, grinding his already stiff self against Georg, causing the other to whimper dangerously loud. Georg reached under the pillow Bill’s head now rested on and pulled out a small bottle of lube, letting a small amount coat his painfully hard member and a few drops on his fingers. He ran them along Bill’s bottom before rubbing himself and entering the singer gently. Bill gripped on to Georg’s shoulders, body arching as waves of pleasure washed over him. Georg thrusted into him slowly and carefully so the bedsprings wouldn’t squeak and give away their post-show secret. Georg leaned in and kissed him again, biting on Bill’s lips as he began to stroke him in time to his own thrusts. Bill sighed softly, body squirming under Georg’s as they fucked. Bill was so close, perfect nails digging into Georg’s shoulder when they both heard a door open. Georg laid on top of the singer carefully, stopping all movement and holding their breath the best they could. Bill watched wide-eyed as his brother stumbled from the bathroom, sleep still obvious in his eyes, and fell face-first into the empty bed five feet to his left. Had neither of them just been involved in heavy physical activity, their hearts would have stopped. Bill shot Georg a questioning look as they tried to disentangle themselves from their current positions. Bill hissed as Georg pulled from inside his body, stroking his prostate once more, causing his painful hard-on to react dangerously. Bill rolled out from under Georg as he yawned, making a few exaggerated attempts to roll over and let Bill fall to the floor on the far side of the bed. Tom sat up and threw a hat at Georg
“Hurry up over there and let me fucking sleep. Tell her thanks for coming to the show but we need our damn sleep,” he said, glaring at Georg. Georg could only nod as Tom laid back down and threw the covers over his head. Bill worked his pants back up his hips and made a silent, but still mad, dash for the door. Just as he entered the small hallway just before the front door he heard Tom grumble.
“Fuck man, now I’m hungry. I’m gonna go down to the vending. You or the girl want anything?” Tom asked Georg, getting up from the bed. Bill changed his course and shut himself quietly in the bathroom.
“Nah, we’re good,” Bill heard Georg say from the pitch black bathroom. Tom’s footsteps passed the bathroom door and went into the hallway, the door closing behind him. Bill opened the bathroom door, just to shut it quickly as Tom came back in the room.
“Dude, need money for a vending machine,” he said, Bill could see him palming his forehead when he spotted Tom’s pants on the floor next to him. Bill jumped into the shower, closing the curtain and sitting in the corner. Tom opened the bathroom door enough to pick up his pants and shut it again. Bill sighed, hand on his chest, as he heard his brother leave. He came out of the bathroom to nearly collide with Georg, their lips meeting again fiercely. Georg lifted Bill up against the door, thumping loudly. Bill’s hands pulled his hair roughly, and Georg gripped firmly to Bill’s ass. Bill had his legs wrapped around Georg’s waist gently, grinding their hips together. Georg finally put Bill on the ground with a final kiss, spanking him lightly.
“Better get out of here before-” Georg started, only to be interrupted by the opening door. Tom walked in, arms full of Skittles, Doritos, and a bottle of Coke, and looked at the pair in the doorway.
“Can’t sleep cause of Georg’s loud sex either?” Tom asked, tossing Bill some skittles and Georg a drink.
“Yeah. I was just coming over to tell him to keep it down,” Bill said quickly, catching the skittles and nearly running out the door. Tom raised an eyebrow as his twin ran.
“What’s up his ass?” Tom asked Georg, watching his brother slam the door to his own hotel room. Georg choked on his mouthful of water. “I’m going to sleep. Hope she was good Georg,” Tom said, laying in the bed with a bag of Doritos.
“You have no idea,” Georg said, taking a drink and returning, alone, to his bed.
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