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Ms Self Destruct	By : TrentReznorsSin Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Nine Inch Nails Views: 3298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title:
Ms Self Destruct
Author: TrentReznorsSin
Disclaimer: Trent unfortunately doesn’t belong to me *sobs* (do you really think I’d be sat at my PC if I owned him?? Lol) but Erin and some other people you won’t recognise belong to moi. I’m a poor uni student so don’t sue, I’m not making anything out of this!
Summary: Set during the Self Destruct Tour 94/95. Trent’s decision to ask his best friend Erin to come along for the tour has made them both ask the question ‘are we just friends?’
Feedback: Yes please, no flames though, they make me cry
Author's note: This is the first NIN fiction I’ve written in years, so I might be a bit rusty.
PLEASE REVIEW! A big thank you to those who have, you're the ones who keep me going! And as always, thank you to Danu my beta *mwah*
A/N: First of all, I am SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for not updating this for a while. I've had all my uni deadlines dumped on me and have suffered a pretty bad case of writers block. But here it is, the lemon I promised. I'll apologise now if its crap!
Chapter Eleven: Purest Feeling
After taking a quick shower, Trent pulled on a baggy wife beater top and his boots. Erin’s room was right down the hall and hopefully no one would be around to spot him in his boxers. But when he thought about it, what he was wearing wasn’t the main thing on his mind at that moment.
Unlocking his door, he stepped out into the dimly lit corridor and started walking towards the other side of the hotel.
His mind was made up; he had to be with her tonight.
* * *
Erin was pacing up and down her room, the soft notes of ‘The Ghost In You’ by The Psychedelic Furs on the CD player while her mind was almost tearing itself to pieces over what she should do next. After almost 10 years of pining after him, wanting him, she was desperate to know where she stood now that they were so close to finally being together.
Wrapping her arms around herself as she padded up and down in her pyjamas, she sighed and closed her eyes, the song making tears shimmer underneath her lashes before rolling down her cheeks.
* * *
Walking down the garishly carpeted corridor, Trent went through the things he was going to say in his mind. Things never went simply and this was probably one of the most complicated things he had ever been through. After all the shit that had happened, he hoped she still wanted him. Because he wanted her.
Reaching the door, he hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to knock. At the same moment he raised his hand, the door swung open and Erin appeared. Before she could stop herself, she collided with him. His arms went around her to stop her falling over.
Trent looked into his best friends eyes.
“Why are you crying Erin?” He asked, gently brushing a tear away from her cheek with his thumb.
“…I’m tired Trent…I’m tired of being alone…” She whispered, leaning into the hand cupping her face. Searching her eyes for a moment, he sighed.
“Me too.” Before Erin could reply, his lips had descended onto hers. His arms circled her waist as he steered them back into the room and kicked the door shut.
“Does this mean you’ve had second thoughts?” She asked after they pulled apart. A sad smile played on his lips as he ran a hand through her hair.
“It was never a case of having second thoughts. I was too blind to see it and then too stupid to act upon it…”
“Until now.”
“Yeah…until now.”
Pulling at the baggy collar of his wife beater, she drew him into another kiss. Losing themselves in each other, bodies pressed as close as possible, they blindly moved towards the bed. Nothing outside the hotel door existed to them.
If this is a dream…I never want to wake up
Trent felt himself fall backwards onto the bed, felt her hands running through his hair, her lips on his. Gripping her pyjama-clad thighs, he groaned as he felt her through the thin layers of material separating them.
“Trent…”
Oh boy, that voice alone could send him over the edge. Putting one arm around her waist, he flipped them over, her body now writhing under his. Running her hands through his damp hair, she kissed him tenderly as his fingers slid under the camisole, taking it with him as he moved further up her chest. Pulling the silken material over her head, Trent dropped it onto the floor as their heated flesh pressed together.
“You’re so beautiful…” He murmured, running his fingers down her neck before replacing them with his lips. His hands moved down her stomach and into the silk pyjama bottoms. One hand was placed firmly in his hair while the other rested between his shoulder blades as she arched up towards him, her body yielding against his as a small noise escaped her throat as his fingers brushed against her heated flesh and slid into her.
Christ, he could smell her.
Moving his lips back up to hers, he swallowed the noises she made as his fingers moved faster. After a few more movements that left her body trembling for more he pulled away. Moaning in protest, she pressed herself against him, her sensitive skin against his arousal sending bolts of pleasure up both their spines. “Jesus…” Came the hoarse response against her lips. Smiling, she pressed against him again, feeling the hands on her hips grip just a little bit tighter before moving onto the mattress beside her. Pushing himself up to look at her, he raised an eyebrow.
“Are you trying to distract me?”
“Could be.” She watched his eyelids fluttered closed as she rolled her hips again.
“God Erin…”
“Trent…make love to me” His eyes snapped open and he looked down at her, dark eyes blazing. “…Make me realise this isn’t just another dream…” She watched as he slowly got up off her, instantly missing the warmth. His eyes never left hers as he leant down and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the pyjama bottoms she wore, pulling them down off her waist, hips, legs and let them drop on the floor. Getting off the bed, he stood back and looked at her.
“Perfect…” He could barely take his eyes off her. Remembering the times she’d told him she needed to go on a diet, that her thighs were too big, that she had cellulite etc, he could now safely say that it was all bullshit.
Feeling herself tremble under his dark gaze, Erin watched as he quickly discarded his boxers along with the other items of clothing, revealing the toned body that she had dreamt about all that time…
Trent walked back to the bed and sat on the bed next to her. Lifting her chin with a finger, he captured her mouth in his, wrapping his other arm around her waist as she moved into his lap. Her hands roamed up his chest before settling at the base of his neck. He felt her thighs brush against his waist before wrapping themselves around him.
“Please…” It came out as a whimper as he brushed against her. Placing both hands on her hips, he slowly merged them together, watching her face contort into a beautiful picture of pleasure. Drawing out before pushing in again, he lost himself in the feel of her, the noises she made with each teasingly slow thrust of his hips. His hands went up to hold her to him, his hands splayed out on her lower back as he felt her hands pull his head towards hers.
Erin felt the strong, talented hands on her back pull her closer as she lost herself in his kiss, their tongues battling as their hips joined again and again.
“Faster…please.” She managed to say, the slow pace almost driving her mad. A low noise sounded in Trent’s throat as he felt the sting of her nails biting into his back. Leaning her backwards onto the bed, her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist, he increased the speed of his movements.
Erin moaned against his mouth she felt the pressure starting to build. Pulling away for air, Trent leant in to whisper in her ear.
“It was…always about…you…” Acutely aware of his warm breath against her neck, she managed to reply.
“What?”
“C…loser…I wrote it…about…you.” Her heart leapt as the spring inside her coiled tightly.
“You…ah…did?”
“Uh…huh…” She felt the muscles in his shoulders start to tense as the tempo reached an almost frenzied pace, gripping on to him for dear life as he drove them close to the brink. He closed his eyes tight, the scent of sex heady as he heard her small cries grow louder as she got closer to orgasm. He felt her muscles start to flutter around him,
“Oh god…ohgod…TRENT!” His name spilled from her lips as her body closed in around him was enough to send him over with her.
“Fuck…I’m gonna…” The last word died on his lips as he exploded inside her. He felt her hands cup his face as he continued to move, riding out the last of his orgasm. His body spent, he fell back onto the mattress, catching his breath. She moved off him and lay down at his side.
They looked at each other for a moment, neither said a word until their breathing had returned to normal. Erin didn’t know what to say, words couldn’t describe how she felt right now, so she said the three words that she meant with every fibre of her being.
“I love you.” Raising a hand to brush her hair behind her ear, Trent returned it wholeheartedly.
“I love you too.”
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