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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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Chapter contributed by : KruspeKreame

As they left the stage I headed backstage, and met up with Richard.
"You!" he shouted at me
"Wash this shit out of my hair."
"Will do sir!"
We headed to this dressing room and we both stripped and got in the shower. I took the soap and washed his body, getting all the coffee out of his skin and cleanse the sweat from his crevices. I grabbed the shampoo from the side of the shower and lathered up his hair.
“It was really funny though, the fans got a kick out of it.”
“I heard some of their comments. 'Princess Richard' They thought it was hilarious.”
He turned around and gave me an evil look.
“You do that again and I will bend you over and spank you until your ass bleeds.”
“Who said I wouldn’t like that?”
“Well lets see.”
He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around, he pushed on my back to bend me over. He slapped my ass 4 times. I yelled out in pain.
“Richard OK you have make your point.”
“No I haven’t.” he said as he grabbed my hips and entered me.
His pace was fast, and he was forceful, but I loved every second of it. I moaned loudly as I braced myself with my hands on the tile wall of the shower.
“Damnit Richard I'm going to fall over” I said with my hands slipping.
“Oh don’t worry.”
He straightened me and turned me around.
“Finish washing my hair.”
“Fine, fucking tease.”
I got up on my toes and scrubbed his head.
“Get it all out”
“Fine Princess Richard.”
He gave me an ugly look.
“I think its all done.” I said.
“Alright, lets get out and get ready for the party.”
“Do we have to go? I just want to stay in with you.”
“I need a few drinks in me.”
“Fine, I could use a few too, then after I can have you in me?”
“Blunt now aren’t we?”
“Well, you’re the tease who turned me on and left me hanging”
“We shall see, love.”
“Fine” I huffed.
We got dressed and left the dressing room toward the back of the arena and to the party which was starting to get into full swing. I ditched Richard and went for the liquor table.
“He was mad wasn’t he?” Paul said coming next to me.
“Oh yea. I don’t think Ill be able to sit for a week.”
“Oh my.” he said laughing.
“I saw he got you good too.”
“Ill be tasting that stuff for a week.” He said chuckling
“But it was worth it.” we both agreed.
"Can you sit?" Michelle asked as she appeared at my side
"Is that a trick question?" I said
She just laughed and took another sip. "Do I have wall imprints on my butt?" she asked
"A bit of a kinky question for a public setting eh?" at this point Paul decided to make himself scarce and Michelle laughed at his retreating back.
"That didn't take much." she said. "think hes blushing?"
"I never took Paul for a prude"
"If he is i will have so much fun teasing him." she grinned
"Awe, don’t be mean to the poor thing. he did just get dickuh to the face"
"Awe but its fun." she said.
"Meanie head"
"Now what do we do" Michelle said looking around
"Drink ourselves stupid?"
"That won't take much" she said
"For you"
"I think I'm going to take it easy, I’ve got plans for till for later."
"I am pretty sure Richard has cut me off. So stupidity it is for me." I said grabbing the bottle of tequila and served herself a generous portion.
"He will get over it, just butter his ego" she advised me.
"I cant help but call him princess Richard now" I said giggling
"To his face, your braver than me" she said. “I wouldn't call him princess to his face, that would just be suicide.”
"I did that in the shower and he gave me the ugliest look"
"Wow"
"I don't think I'm on his good side at the moment, which I thought was impossible since he doesn't have one."
"You could offer to inflate his ego?" she said and winked
"Hmm, not such a bad idea, Ill just stand here and drink until I can't stand anymore."
"Well, I'm not carrying you out."
"I'll leave that up to the men with big arms"
Just then there were some flashing of the cameras coming from the other side of the room, we turned our heads in time to see a shirt come flying off and hear the giggling of girls as they crowded around Till and Richard.
"Oh boy, here it goes again." I said
"Till looks less than pleased I think."
"Richard is all smiles like always,like a kid in a candy store. He's so easy to please"
"Of course" she said
Just then Richards face turned sour and he shot me a dirty look. I am assuming someone called him 'Princess'
"Crap" I said and ducked under the table.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Hiding" I responded from under the table.
"Coward, I'm going over there."
"Good luck" I said peeking my head out from under the table.
After a few minutes I decided to get myself out from under the table and serve myself some more tequila. It was a bit hard to stand up already so maybe a few more should serve my purpose. I just served myself into a cup and plopped myself down on the floor near the table and against a wall. I tried to look toward Richard but since I was on the floor it was harder to see over heads. I just sighed and continued into my drunken stupor. The music was starting to pick up and the half dressed girl started to sing off key. Just then Michelle came over to me and said
"If he keeps ignoring you I'm going to rip his arms off and beat him with the wet end" she said.
“He'll get over it.”
"If you say so, I still think hes being a prissy little prick." she said.
I heard the crowd go quiet as a mic started to buzz with feedback.
“Well, I think its time for Karaoke?” the crowded cheered.
“Who's up first?”
“I'll go” Paul yelled from across the room.
“Me too!” another voice came from the other side of the room.
They both came up to the laptop and picked a song, the song started to play and I started to giggle. I sang along with the music and I heard the room erupt with laughter and cheers, I couldn’t really see what was going on but I assumed Paul and Schneider were putting on quite a show. I kinda started to grow bored of sitting on the floor so I tried to get up and walk out, find somewhere I could just collect my thoughts. Paul and Doom had just about finished the last verse, I was stumbling through people they didn’t even notice I had used a few people to keep my balance. I stumbled out the door and slowly down the hall. I managed to get maybe ten feet without using the wall as support before I couldn’t anymore and had to use both hands to support myself against the wall. After I turned a corner I just fell to my knees and sat with my back to the wall. I sat there for maybe ten minutes before I heard a voice.
“Hey, why’d you wander off?”
“I just wanted to collect my thoughts.”
“Well it seems like your liver is doing all the collecting.”
I let out a giggle.
“You know hes singing right now?”
“He is?”
“Simply Irresistible by Robert Palmer, I think it was an apology.” Paul said.
I let out a sigh.
“You shouldn’t be sitting in the hallway you know, lets get you laying down.” He said.
“Alright.” I said as he helped me up.
I put my weight on him as he helped me to Richard's dressing room and lay me on the couch. He put a blanket over me and a pillow under my head. Paul gave me a kiss on the forehead and I drift off to sleep.
I heard a few voices and I opened my eyes a little I saw Richard talking to Paul so I closed them up again and just listened.
“Thanks for looking after her.”
“I wouldn’t have had to had you not been a dick.”
“Yea, I know.”
“Shes a nice person you know, take good care of her.” Paul said as I heard steps and the door shut.
“I'm sorry.”
“I know.” I said opening my eyes.
“So you forgive me?”
“Of course.”
“Well good because I wouldn’t want to see Michelle angry again.”
I giggled.
“You want to stay here or you want to go back to the hotel where hes more comfortable?” he asked
“The hotel is a few blocks from here, I don’t know if I can walk all that.”
“Don't worry. Hop on my back.”
“Alright.”
I threw my arms around him and he picked up my legs. He walked out of the arena and back toward the hotel. It was about 3am and the arena was about to close so people had started to file out of the exits. There was no sight of Michelle or Till, I assumed they had already gone off. I dozed off a few times on the way to the hotel, only to be awoken by a car horn or Richard taking a step off a curb. We arrived at the hotel and Richard said,
“Can you walk?”
“I can try.”
I tried to walk unassisted and it didn’t work and almost fell, Richard caught me and he helped me upstairs to our room. We opened the door and he walked me straight to bed. Taking my clothes off one by one to change me into my Pjs. He put a tank top and a pair of comfy pants and put me under the covers. He left only for a minute and came back with some OJ.
“Drink it up.” he said.
I drank it greedily because I had nothing since the tequila and those burps tasted rather nasty.
“Good. Now its bedtime, we have an early call, were taking the plane to Toronto in the AM.”
“But I hate flying”
“Don't worry, I have a plan. Now go to bed.”
“Alright mommy.”
Richard fiddled around with his suitcase, changed into some Adidas track pants and came into bed next to me and put his hands around me and we fell asleep.
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