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the after party	By : IRNotAmused Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 6610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: "This is a work of fiction! I do not know Richard Kruspe, Till Lindemann or Rammstein, and I do not profit from these writings.

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Till followed me as I wobbled and weaved my way into the bedroom and closed the door behind him. He still had a bottle of something in his hand that i couldn't read, and I had made sure to grab my bottle firmly in hand as well. Not that I really thought any more was a great idea but hey, why waste good alcohol?
I drunkenly and carefully set the bottle on the table, which for some reason was moving on me, pointed at the bottle and told it to stay. Till laughed behind me, I suspected he was laughing at me but didn't care at the moment. I turned around, perhaps a bit too quickly and wobbled on my feet. Till reached out and caught me before I smashed myself into anything.
He poked my nose to get my attention and said "no more for you." but in my drunken state it was sorta garbled and I looked at him in confusion and arched one eyebrow. He pointed behind me and said again "no more" I followed the direction of his hand, he was pointing at my bottle, I frowned up at him and stuck out my tongue.
"I have somewhere you can put that tongue." and smiled and winked. I grinned up at him and reached for his belt, undoing it with surprisingly nimble fingers despite being completely smashed, and helped him out of his pants. He was going commando again and I grinned up at him in amusement.
I sunk to my knees only to realize, damn he’s too tall or I’m too short or too drunk or something, and proceed to push him backwards onto the bed. he scooted back across the bed and I followed him up onto it, giving chase on hands and knees. He finally stopped and I sat on his legs, grabbing him in my hand. I leaned down and while watching his face ran my tongue up his hard length, then back down again, and up.
I took him into my mouth taking him deep, alcohol always make my gag reflex disappear and he seemed to be enjoying himself very much from the noise he was making. I spent several minutes driving him crazy, teasing and tasting him and generally enjoying myself. He finally had enough of my torture and pulled me up away from him, I moaned at the loss i was having fun.
He rolled me under him, taking a dominant position above me and whispered, "my turn". I had a feeling I was in deep trouble now. He started at the top, licking and nipping along my neck, down to my breasts where he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard making pleasure shoot to every part of me and i felt myself getting wetter.
My alcohol soaked brain swirled with pleasure as he licked and nibbled just about every inch of available skin between my neck and hips, while helping me out of my shorts. he then dipped lower still applying that amazing tongue to my clit and sliding a thick finger up inside my already soaking wet cleft sliding it in and out.
The combined pleasure of his hand and tongue was just too much and I came explosively soaking everything, I shouted so loud I figured the people down the hall would hear. He crawled back up nipping and licking here and there, I looked up at him and whispered "wow"
He smiled and laughed lightly at me, "you haven’t seen anything yet" My first coherent thought was boy am I in trouble or what.
He slid himself into me hitting every nerve on the way in, and had me coming again and again. I scraped my nails down his back and his arms, encouraging him further, faster, and harder. when that didn’t get him going the way I wanted I brought my head up and bit into his neck then licked the bite, then bit him again. That did the trick and sent him out of control, his movements became hard and frantic. Before long we both went over the edge, I came so hard I thought my head was going to explode, and he shouted out loud above me.
he collapsed on top of me and we lay there for several minutes catching out breath. He eventually rolled off collapsing next to me on the bed. I tried to sit up but collapsed back down, my head still spinning wildly. I eventually made it to my feet and surprisingly to the bathroom and back without stumbling into anything. He was still laying there on the bed his eyes closed, as I got closer I could hear him snoring lightly. I had worn him out, the poor guy had passed out, still wide awake and in no mood to go to sleep I dragged out my laptop and set it up on the table, I turned it on and logged into the hotel wifi and checked my email.
I checked my blog and made a couple of drunkenly vague posts about enjoying my 'vacation' promising some really good pics later, and rebloged a crapload of stuff i had missed while otherwise occupied. I glanced over at Till for a moment, he was still asleep, i could wake him nicely later.
Then i checked the forums, I always trolled on the forums for good pictures and they never disappointed me. There in the Till thread was a pic of him and I in new York city from behind. Thank god they missed my face, that would be all I would need floating around the internet, god my ass looked huge, oh well.
Finally tired I turned it off and closed it, I went back to the bed and climbed in snuggling up to him and falling fast asleep. my last thought was boy did he smell really good.
I was awakened later by a pair of roaming hands and a very talented mouth. I moaned in approval before trying to reach for him only to discover I couldn't, he had somehow gotten the cuffs on me while I was sleeping and had secured my hands over my head. the chains jingled as I pulled slightly.
I heard him chuckle lightly from further down the bed, or was it up. The room was so dark I couldn't even see the ceiling, then I realized he had placed the blindfold from the other night on me as well.
"Sneaky" I mumbled. He just shhed me and went back to his exploring. My every nerve was on high alert and i was hiper sensitive to his every touch and nip he had me squirming and moaning in no time, I could hear the rustle of the bed as he moved around me. He went so agonizingly slow and built the pleasure to an extreme level and before long he had me mindlessly begging and pleading for something, anything. When he took one last hard flick of his tongue across my clit I came finally, Hard and long screaming so loud I’m sure they heard me across the whole floor of the hotel and I could feel myself soak the bed under me.
the bed moved dipped as he must have been moving about around me, I still had the blindfold on and couldn't see a thing. I was starting to dislike the blindfold I liked being able to see what was going on around me and I whimpered moving my head around trying to dislodge it. I felt his hands come up to cup my face and he removed it from me gently.
"you made it longer than I thought you would" he said and kissed me reaching up to undo the cuffs holding my hands. "I just like seeing you" I said and smiled up at him running my now free hands up his chest, trying to make him feel better. I really had enjoyed myself but I could only take just so much, I liked having some control in the bedroom, even if he could easily overpower me.
I pushed gently and he let me flip him over onto his back as I straddled him. "I like seeing you under me even more." I said and leaned down to kiss him again. I reached between us gripping his cock in my hand giving it a squeeze, he groaned and leaned his head back. I took the opportunity to bite and nibble at his neck leaving little bite marks behind leading down to his chest.
I continued to squeeze and stroke him as I explored his neck in great detail then moved down to his chest exploring with my free hand. I brought both hands up to his shoulders and as I slid further down towards his cock I dragged my nails down his chest making him moan more.
I took him into my mouth, the alcohol still in my system working its magic on my usually present gag reflex as I took him down even deeper than before. I kept going using my hands and tongue to drive him crazy taking him right to edge, he tried to get me to stop before he came but I pushed him away and kept going. He propped himself up on his elbows to watch me and just as he came I pulled off and lifted my chin looking at him as he shot all over my neck and breasts watching him as he watched me.
When he was done I brought my hand up and slid a finger through it and popped it into my mouth sucking it clean. I got up off the bed and walked away, I stopped in the doorway of the bathroom and crooked my finger at him and walked in. I heard him get up off the bed and heard a clink of metal hit the floor as the cuffs must have fallen off the bed.
By the time I started the shower he was right behind me, he reached around me to cup my breasts tweaking my nipples lightly making me moan again and lean back against him. We stepped into the large shower stall together and I grabbed the soap handing it to him. We took our time washing and playing with the soap. I could feel the whiskers on his jaw and face, black and grey and very sexy. I rubbed my hand across his jaw and they tickled my palm. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment.
"why did you agree to come with me?" he asked.
"because I really like you, maybe more." I answered looking down shyly
"but you could have gone on vacation with your husband and kids?" he said still curious his mind working despite the early hour.
"I could have, but I would have missed this." I said "what your really asking though is why I’m here with you when I have a husband at home aren’t you?"
"yea." he said simply
"we have been married a long time now I love him to pieces, he’s my best friend and a great lover when we do get together, But" I paused "we haven’t shared a bedroom for years now and we live at opposite ends of the house, he moved out of our bedroom years ago."
He looked shocked for a moment. "why the hell would he do that?"
"I'm cluttered, disorganized and impulsive, hes ultra organized and plans everything to the letter." I shrugged. "we just grew apart that's all, it happens" I said.
"Yea, i guess." he said and frowned
I laughed a little, "you haven't lived with me, I’m cluttered, forgetful and impulsive."
"I saw the way you packed, so yea I got that and you came with me spur of the moment very impulsive so i got that too so just as long as you don't forget where the hotels are and what time we leave we should be good, I'm organized enough for the both of us."
"ha" I said "I saw your luggage sir, it wasn’t any more organized than mine."
"I’ve been on the road off and on for weeks now." he said and poked my nose. I finished rinsing off and got out of the shower drying with a towel. Till followed after a quick rinse off and helped me finish drying then used the towel to dry himself off too.
Back in the bedroom I glanced at the clock it was still really early in the morning so I headed back to the bed but stopped when I saw the huge wet spot on one side. Till came out and stood behind me looking at the disheveled bed, he chuckled lightly.
"that still amazes me." he said "well, looks like your stuck sleeping on me again" he laughed and headed over to the other side climbing into the dry half. "come on, lets get some sleep." he said and adjusted the blankets and pillows.
I headed over to him and climbed into the bed and onto him using him as my human pillow again. He really seemed to enjoy it and I was very comfortable sleeping on him, my back hadn't felt this good in ages.
"would you stay with me, after the tour." he whispered suddenly in the dark room "give us a shot?"
"I don't know," I whispered back it was sudden and unexpected I would need time to decide "let me think on it, ok?"
"alright, just think about it ok." he kissed the top of my head and held me close as we lay there in the silence and drifted off to sleep together.
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sorry it took so long to get these up, but whasn't it worth the wait?
thanks for reading so far, we will work on more when we can ;)
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