Play For Me | By : Lianne Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > New York Dolls Views: 1021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
“So...Siouxsie, where are your bandmates tonight?” asked Jerry.
Siouxsie was trying to concentrate on what Jerry was saying, but was having some difficulty, thanks to Johnny’s leg.
“Um...they’re...I don’t know.” she said.
They all laughed.
Siouxsie took a big mouthful of vodka and swallowed it as quickly as she could. She couldn’t help but make a bit of a face from the strong burning taste of the alcohol. Johnny noticed that she could use a chaser.
“Here.” he said, putting his lit cigarette in front of her lips.
She put her lips around the cigarette and inhaled as Johnny held it for her. She leaned back, resting her head against the loveseat, and letting the smoke billow out from her mouth.
Siouxsie was now very warm, so she took off her black mesh shirt. She noticed the guys watching as she slipped out of the top, and they each checked out her little black tank top, which showed off her cleavage nicely. She pretended not to notice the Dolls looking her up and down.
“Ah” she sighed, “that’s better.”
Johnny grabbed the bottle of vodka and refilled Siouxsie’s glass, then his own. David laughed.
“Hey, let me catch up. I haven’t even started drinking yet.” he said, still chuckling.
David lifted his hair off the back of his neck and strutted over to the coffee table where the drinks were. He had a way of strutting whenever he walked anywhere. He poured himself a glass of gin. He downed it like a shot.
Jerry and Arthur sat across from Siouxsie and Johnny, and David laid across Jerry and Arthur as a joke. They pushed him off and laughed, and then he sat in the chair between the ends of the sofa and the loveseat.
Johnny took a drag of his cigarette and then held it in front of Siouxsie’s mouth, hoping she would smoke it like that again. Siouxsie looked at Johnny as the cigarette was positioned at her mouth, and she parted her lips to it, and smoked. They both found this very sensual.
“Hey I got an idea,” said David, “let’s do a shot every time Johnny makes a move on Siouxsie. We’ll get drunk real fast.”
Everyone laughed, even Siouxsie, who was now quite embarrassed–and turned on.
“Ah fuck off, Johansen.” Johnny joked.
Johnny took off his jacket, and then Siouxsie felt Johnny’s bare arm brush against hers. His skin was hot, and she could smell the vinyl, aftershave and pheramones radiating from him. Her insides jumped slightly.
Siouxsie was dying for an excuse to touch Johnny. She looked around and saw a notepad and pen on the end-table next to Johnny. ‘Good enough,’ she thought. She suddenly reached across Johnny to get the pad and pen, making sure to brush her breast against his chest for a second.
Siouxsie sat back down, and chanced a glance at Johnny. He glanced back at her, and then shifted in his seat, putting a foot up in the coffee table. She thought–and hoped–he was doing that to hide his arousal.
“Watcha doin’, Sue?” asked Jerry.
“Just scribbling something.” she said, drawing an eye.
Siouxsie threw the notepad and pen aside.
They all sat silently for a few moments, sipping their drinks. Arthur cleared his throat and laughed.
“So...how ‘bout some music?” he said.
“Mm. Good idea.” said David, finishing a sip.
“Play for me.” said Siouxsie, looking flirty and mischievous.
“Aw not now, love. We just finished a gig.” said David, looking apologetic.
Arthur and Jerry agreed with David, and sort of half-smiled at Siouxsie as if to say “you’re out of luck at the moment”.
“I’ll play for you.” said Johnny.
In her mind, Siouxsie squealed like a little girl on Christmas morning.
“Oh, that’d be great, Johnny! Would you?” she said excitedly.
David, Jerry and Arthur quickly and subtly exchanged looks.
“Yeah, hang on.” said Johnny, getting up. He took a swig of vodka, got his guitar and then sat next to Siouxsie again. “What do ya wanna hear?” he asked, turning himself so he could fit the guitar between them.
“Anything!” she said.
“Arright.” said Johnny.
Siouxsie was in awe. Johnny Thunders was sitting right next to her, playing for her amusement. He played amazing blues tunes, making it look as easy as breathing. The music had everyone tapping their foot and smiling. Siouxsie giggled.
Johnny was concentrating, playing with his eyes closed, but looked at Siouxsie when she giggled. He liked how she laughed.
Siouxsie almost felt bad for breaking his concentration, but then she realized he didn’t miss a beat. She gazed back at him, and then, getting embarrassed again, continued giggling and looked away. She focused on her drink.
David, Arthur and Jerry looked at each other knowingly, and all took a shot of liquor. Everyone cracked up laughing. Siouxsie pretended to be offended, and gave a shocked look.
Johnny carried on playing for a while. He seemed to be totally caught up in the sound of the guitar, listening to what he was playing.
Siouxsie watched his fingers move over the strings, which became a blur at times. She shut her eyes and daydreamed. She imagined Johnny’s nimble fingers moving over her body. In her mind, Johnny’s hand moved slowly down her abdomen to between her legs. His fingers lightly grazed her most sensitive flesh, and then began to press more firmly against her clit. She whimpered at his touch. She opened her eyes and looked around. The looks on the guys’ faces told her she had whimpered aloud!
Siouxsie blushed, and tried to explain herself.
“I love how Johnny plays. It’s so...mmm.” she said, looking at the coffee table, afraid to make eye contact.
“I’m glad you enjoy it so much...” said Johnny, smiling at her.
The others were silent, just watching Siouxsie and Johnny.
“Is there anything else you’d like me to play?” said Johnny.
Siouxsie was still having trouble keeping eye contact with him, but replied.
“No, it’s okay...take a break...I mean, if you want to keep playing, then, great, I’m just saying...” she trailed off, feeling frazzled.
“I think I’ll take a break.” Johnny laughed slightly, putting the guitar down next to the loveseat.
David did a shot.
“David!” Siouxsie jokingly scolded him.
David laughed, and got up from his chair.
“I’m gonna sit on the bed. It’s more comfortable than this piece o’ shit.” he said, going over to the bed and reclining on it.
Because the room was open-concept, the bed was only about ten feet away from the livingroom area, and it was fully visible.
Jerry got up and ran over to the bed, throwing himself face-first onto it tiredly. The bed was king size, so there was plenty of room. Arthur looked over his shoulder at the bed. He laughed, got up, and then pounced on the bed. He jokingly landed on Jerry, who grunted into the bed as he was pounced on.
“Arthur, what the fuck!” said Jerry, whose voice was muffled slightly by the comforter.
Siouxsie laughed at them. She suddenly realized that she was now alone in the living area with Johnny. She became nervous, despite all the fun and alcohol.
“Are you comfortable here? Or are you gonna go throw yourself on the bed with the guys?” asked Johnny, lighting another smoke.
“Oh I’m good here.” laughed Siouxsie.
“Good.” said Johnny, smiling at her and leaning back.
He put one arm on the arm of the loveseat, and the other on the back, almost inviting Siouxsie into his personal space. She looked at him for a moment, wondering if she should snuggle up to him, or sit still. She sat still. She couldn’t get up the courage to make a move...yet.
Author's Note: more on the way soon!
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