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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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Becky and I sat in the hallway of the Buffalo venue waiting for the guys as they went over the pyrotechnics for the show making sure everything was perfect. We had decided to sit around and watch how things ran this time and maybe next time we would go shopping or sightseeing while they set up, they didn't need us crawling up their butts all day getting in the way.
"He asked me to stay with him, after the tour" I said. I was still thinking, maybe over thinking, the situation and needed someone to bounce ideas and thoughts off.
"Really?" Becky said eyes wide with shock "What are you going to do?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said hanging my head a little "I really really like him but I don't want to hurt my husband, ya know. You know the deal at home, and I love him to bits but we are more like room mates than husband and wife now." I said quietly a small frown on my face.
Just then Paul chose that moment to come around the corner and spotted us, he headed toward us.
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"Why the long face?" he asked and sat down next to me.
"Till asked me to stay with him after the tour." I said
"You're married though aren't you" Paul asked me.
"Yea, kinda I guess, more like room mates now though." I said sadly
"They don't even sleep in the same bedroom anymore" Becky explained
"Strange way to conduct a marriage" Paul said. "I don't like to sleep away from my wife."
he sat there for a moment thinking.
"Well if you want my opinion I think you should go for it, sounds like hes given his approval already if he let you drag around the country with us for a month, and Till has been really happy these last few days."
"I hadn't thought about it that way." I said he hadn't even texted back in days even to check on me. " I suppose you're right, and I really like Till I think I really want to give it a try" I smiled at Paul glad he had stopped to talk to me.
"well go tell him" Paul said and pushed lightly on my shoulder. "He's just down the hall"
he said pointing to a group of guys all standing around what looked like a large box of something, metal and mechanical bits stuck out and hung down the sides.
I got up and went down the hall slowly approaching Till. I tugged lightly on his sleeve to get his attention, He looked down at me after a moment.
"was" he said slipping into German, but at least I understood what he said that time.
"Yes" I said simply, he looked confused for a second then his face lit up. he whooped and grabbed me up in his arms swinging me around in a giant hug. I oomph as he picked me up, surprised at his enthusiastic reaction.
He put me back down, the others in the group looked confused but highly amused at the same time. He leaned down and dragged me into a heated kiss right there in the hallway in front of everyone, surprising everyone. Till was not normally a guy who put on public displays of affection.
"Wow" I mumbled as he broke the kiss. Flake who had been chatting with Till about the procreation for the pyrotechnics looked highly amused at it all.
"I guess it's happy news then?" he asked, Till had obviously talked with him earlier, maybe getting some advice.
"Ja" Till said still smiling a huge smile looking very pleased with himself. He grabbed my hand and started off down the hallway with me,
"What about the pyro?" Flake said. "we have to finish this.”
“We have people to handle it.” Till shouted.
I tugged my arm back from Till pointing at him, "You really should finish" I said "think of the fans."
He leaned down and picked me up slinging me over his shoulder "later" he said and headed off down the hallway again.
"I tried" I yelled to Flake from my spot on Till's shoulder.
"Thanks for trying." he yelled to me as we rounded corner and headed into his dressing room, I could hear Becky yelling something after us, it sounded like "you go girl" as he shut the door behind him.
Till sat down on the couch and I slipped off his shoulder onto his lap.
"Why me?" I asked, I was curious why he would pick me and not some some beautiful model or actress, or even just someone who spoke German.
"Because" Till said "You let me cuff you and blind fold you, more than once. you were willing to give my bag of toys a chance and trusted me not to hurt or abuse you and we just met. You're also beautiful, funny and you speak your mind, I like that I never have to ask you what you're thinking."
"Yea but I sorta knew you from following the band" I said. I didn't say how much I followed them, that would just make me sound really creepy.
"Knowing me from what I do on stage and trusting the real me are two different things." Till said
"Besides, you fit into most overhead compartments and my luggage." he grinned at me.
"Funny, very funny" I said patting his cheeks, "it's a good thing you're so handsome." I smiled at him and then kissed him lightly, he just laughed at me.
I snuggled into his arms and laid my head down listening to the steady, relaxing beat of his heart. His arms snaked around me and held me to him, i relaxed and closed my eyes for a moment and promptly fell asleep on him, darnit.
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“Paul?” I said
“yea?”
“You bored?”
he nodded.
“Me too.
“What you wanna do?”
“Dunno.”
“I have an idea.” Paul said
He whispered something in my ear and I let out a good loud laugh.
“It'll be so funny”
We got off of where we were seated and walked down the hall.
“Rich?” Paul said knocking on the door. No answer.
“Coasts clear then.”
We both entered the room, we almost lost our composure as we took the vat with Richards hair gel in it and opened it. Paul pulled a vial of glitter out of his pocket, he must have bought it at a craft store, for reasons unknown. He poured the entire thing in the gel and mixed it in.
“Lets go!”
We left the room giggling. Just as we arrived at Paul's dressing room Richard entered his and started to get ready. I lost it and broke out laughing.
“Hey I should get ready also. See you out there!”
I left the backstage area and took a place at the barrier near Richard to take some prime pictures of his sparkly hair.
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I awakened some time later slightly disgruntled at myself for falling asleep like that. I found myself alone on the couch in the dressing room. I could hear people pass by outside the door but didn't hear any voices I recognized.
I checked my phone and decided to go hunt down Becky and maybe get a good spot for the show. I was headed down the hallway when I spotted Richard headed my way, his head sparkling under the lights of the hallway, glitter sparkling in his hair.
I choked back a laugh and fought with my desire to cackle like crazy, pasting on my best smile and waving slightly but not stopping. He appeared oblivious to the condition of his hair at the moment and I wondered how he didn't spot it in the mirror as he got ready.
I made it around the corner and almost to the doorway to the floor when I busted up laughing, holding my sides, tears threatening to run down my face. The security and roadies still working looked at me funny like I had two heads.
I collected myself and headed in to see if Becky was in there waiting already. I spotted her down by the barrier already claiming a spot near the barrier.
"You are responsible for Richard's hair I presume?" i asked her.
"I didn't act alone." she responded "me and the troll got bored."
"that is some boredom of epic proportions," i said "I'm glad i brought my camera." I got it out and powered it up, I wasn’t going to miss a thing.
I head his voice just as Becky said "oh crap, here he comes." She ducked behind the barrier trying to hide from him.
I smiled innocently as he made his way toward me jumping down off the stage and coming to stand in front of me.
"Where is she?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes towards the barrier tilting my head slightly and tried not to laugh too hard.
"Traitor!” she yelled.
I did laugh then, and brought the camera up, snapping pictures as quickly as it would let me.
"Crap" she said and poked her head up, Richard stopped glaring at me and pushed me aside to make his way around the barrier as Becky ran for her life. Me all the while snapping pictures of the mayhem. I tried to follow them still taking pics as they ran away, laughing like crazy.
I followed behind trying to snap pics as she led him down the GA area, out past the merchandise toward the box office where I knew the GA entrance was lining up, eagerly awaiting the concert.I heard the crowd roar as they got closer, and saw several flashes go off as he finally caught up to her and slung her over his shoulder.
Richard smacked her ass hard as he carted her off back down the hallway toward the dressing area. I kept snapping pictures of them and she glared at me flipping me a double birdie while i laughed my ass off.
Richard carted her into his dressing room slamming the door on me stopping my photo session.
"spoilsport" I yelled through the door and headed off down the hall back to the barrier, still laughing.
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"You think that was funny" Richard growled out the question
"Yes it was" I answered "Paul give me up?” I asked him
"No, he was in on this too?" Richard half stated, half asked, still highly annoyed
"His idea" I said.
"I'll deal with him later," he growled out "as for you, down with the pants, its time for a spanking."
Uh oh. I am in for it I thought as I pulled my pants down and put myself over his knee.
“You know there’s no time to fix my hair and I have to go on like this?”
I let out a giggle.
“Damnit its not funny! I look like a fucking disco ball!” he said as he brought his hand down and slapped my ass.
“Ouch.”
“You deserve it. Don't pretend you don’t like being spanked I should tickle you instead.”
“NO NO NO NO.” I yelled.
“Fine then, it’ll be spanking.”
“You know you’re turning me on.”
“Yes and I plan on keeping it that way.”
“Lies.” I said as I rolled off his lap and into the floor. I stepped out of my pants and approached him
“So you are saying you can deny this?” I said as I straddled him.
“Rebecca, we don’t have time for a quickie.”
“Yes we do if we do it fast.”
I saw him move his eyes, a few moments he was thinking.
“OK.” He said as he flipped me on my back and undid his pants just enough to let his cock out.
I started to moan as he entered me quickly and effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around him and his pace quickened. I moaned louder, I was about to orgasm, Richard put his hand over my mouth.
“I hear someone coming.” he said as he stopped.
“Herr Kruspe. Time to go on.” A stagehand said knocking on the door.
“Be right out.” he responded.
“Fuck.” I said.
“We will pick this up later.” he said as he tried to button his pants while still having an erection.
“Looks like you’re going to have to button the coat.” I said with a giggle.
“Shush.”
I got up from the couch and put my pants back on. My butt was still a bit sore from the spanking so I rubbed it as I walked down the hallway to meet up with Michelle.
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I was waiting just behind the stage ready to go out for the show just standing there minding my own business, going through my photos, still giggling. I suddenly felt a sharp smack to my ass and Richard passed me, growling about stupid cameras.
"Hey, what did I do?" I said. Till shot him a dirty look that screamed 'what the fuck'. I leaned up and whispered in his ear and showed him the pic I had gotten of Richard's hair all sparkling and twinkling. He burst out laughing, I was sure they could hear him out front of the stage as he doubled over almost ass planting on the floor.
I spotted Becky heading our way then, rubbing her butt and grimacing and guessed she had gotten a good swat to her but too.
"He got you too?" I asked her as she came up to us. "All I did was take a picture, meanie." and I stuck my tongue out at him.
We proceeded out to the barrier there were less than ten min to the opening act was done. Till patted my butt and I gave him a peck on the cheek and headed out.
The opening act finished with their usually destruction of the set and instruments, then the tech's got busy removing the bits and making the stage clean and ready again.
The lights dimmed, the wall lit up and they were rocking the house again, the audience screaming and yelling, singing along with the songs in terribly pronounced, and mispronounced German.
Both Becky and I shared a look when we spotted Richard's coat buttoned up in front of him and shared a laugh. We could hear some of the people in the audience laughing and screaming as they one by one noticed Richard's sparkling hair as it glittered in the lights.
The cameras flashed, the music pounded away and the audience got slightly singed as the performances went on. The crowd went wild when the opener to Bück dich started with Richard at the keyboard doing his samples and having a shouting match with the crowd.
Till did his customary humping of flake, but when he released him at the end when it was winding down Richard shared a look with Till and walked up behind Paul still playing and smiling at the audience. he grabbed him and held him still, his face a mask of shock as he got a good shot from the dick-ah right to the face, spitting and sputtering as Richard laughed behind him.
The rest of the show Paul kept shooting looks at Richard and looking genuinely nervous. At the end Till made sure to soak the audience with the cannon and then dazzled them all with the wings. They took their bows and Till said his customary Danke and they were done with another show, now we just had to survive the after party and the other fangirls that I was sure would be there.
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to avoid confusion, and the moderators wrath, buck dich is a rammstein song.
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