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Rock of Ages, Forever	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.

Authors note: This is my very first fiction piece. I started writing it in the summer 2001, its still going today, but with different titles and plots. I’m doing a little editing as I post new chapters, one a day or as my schedule permits. This ‘book’ as I call them, one of six, is finished. Thanks for reading so far.

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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt2

A different city, different hotel and bar, another sold out show. They all seem to run together when a band has been on the road for nine months. At the beginning of the 1992 tour for the new album, the band had agreed, they would work four weeks and take a week off. Doing it this way, would give them time to visit with family, rest up a bit before heading out again. They were in the US again, criss-crossing the land, hitting every city they had missed the first time.

The following day was for traveling and the band decided to have an impromptu after show party at the hotel bar. Inviting a few friends that lived in the area, they had known for years. Walking into the hotel’s bar, Sav groaned inwardly, at he amount of people there already. He almost changed his mind about going in, but decided against it.

Taking a deep breath, he headed for the bar, stopping every few feet to sign autographs or have his picture taken with a fan. Ordering his drink, he watched the crowd behind him in the full length mirrors above the bar. When the bartender sat his drink in front of him; Sav downed it quickly and ordered another one.

Joe came up and stood beside him. “I see your lady friend is here tonight.”

“Yeah, I see a dozen of them.” Sav chuckled.

“No, they’re always here. I meant Lacey…was that her name, over there in that corner booth.”

Sav craned his neck to see over the room full of people. Grabbing his drink, he smiled at Joe and headed for her table. Squeezing through the people, his hand accidentally brushed up against a women’s breast.

“Oh sorry, excuse me, I’m try….” he started.

“Any time.” She replied.

He gave her a sly grin and kept moving. Sav quickly slid into the booth where Lacey was sitting. “Jeez, it’s a jungle out there,” he said with a smile. “Hi.”

“Hi yourself,” Lacey’s lips curved up slightly. “It would seem that there are more people here tonight.”

“It’s funny how they find out where we’re staying.”

“It’s not hard really, word of mouth, some follow your bus of car here. Don’t under estimate your fans.”

“I never have, but some of them go just a bit far.”

“Not all of them.” She started. “Some just want to get to know the man behind the music.”

“Like you?” Sav asked.

“Yes, actually I did follow the band here.” She informed him.

“And which one of us do you want to get to know better?”

“Why you of course, but that’s already been established, after all, you are sitting here when no one else has.”

“I noticed that.” He said and finished his drink. “I hate to have to go back out there to get a refill.”

“Then don’t.” Lacey said quickly and pulled a bottle from under the table.

“White wine, slightly chilled.” She popped the cork and refilled his glass.

“Ah, a woman after my heart.” He smiled and held up the glass taking a sip.

“And more.” Lacey whispered inches from his ear.

Sav turned and looked at her, the deep green of her eyes was mesmerizing; he glanced down at her partially parted lips, then slowly leaned forward, their lips barely touched…

“Sav.” Joe yelled.

“Your timing is perfect, Joe.” Sav looked up at him.

“Sorry didn’t mean to interrupt. Some of us are going to grab a bite to eat. Do you and Lacey want to join us?”

“I’d be delighted to Mr. Elliott.” Lacey answered for him.
“Great, we’re meeting over at The Pit.”

“The Pit,” Lacey repeated. “That’s a dreadful place, may I suggest The Capri on Fifth Street. The Pit has a rather questionable clientele. A lot of rough biker gangs hang out there.”

“As long as they don’t bother me I won’t bro…” Joe started.

“The Pit is not your friendly cup of tea Mr. Elliott. They would have you for dinner and spit you out.”

“Sounds like fun.” Joe leered, leaning on the table to hold her steady gaze.

“Fun on their part, but hardly on yours,” Lacey told him as a matter of fact. “Besides, I’d hate to see that lovely ass of yours hurt.”

Sav stifled a laugh.

Joe stared at her a moment longer. “The Capri it is, since you like my ass, maybe I could show you the rest later.”

“But it’s not yours I want Mr. Elliott.” Lacey said not turning her eyes form him.
“Are you sure about that?”

“Oh quite sure.” Lacey remarked smiling.

“Did it just get real cold in here or is it just me?” Joe replied and stood up.

“I think it’s just you, Joe.” Sav told him. “We’ll see you there.”

“Sure.” Joe replied and left them.

Sav watched him as he made his way around the room telling everyone about the change.

“Now,” Lacey began. “Where were we?”

“That was funny, Joe isn’t used to that.” Sav said still smiling.

“I merely pointed out the facts about The Pit.” Lacey told him. “And The Capri is in walking distance.”

“Walk, are you kidding? I just spent almost three hours on stage. The last thing I want to do is walk.”

Lacey placed her finger on Sav’s cheek and turned his head toward her. “Then maybe you shouldn’t run and bounce around so much.” With a quick kiss to his lip, she scooted from the booth. “Are you coming?"

“But I like to run and bounce around.” Sav told her seriously. “I’ll never get out of here if we leave now.”

“Of course you will, come on I’ll protect you.” Lacey held out her hand for him and waited.

“Ok, you asked for it. But let me stop and tell Joe we’re leaving.” He scooted out of the booth to go look for Joe.

“He knows were to go.” Lacey reminded him. She draped her arm through his, to pull him toward the door and out onto the street. “See, I told you.” She smirked.

“That doesn’t happen often. Usually I can’t go two feet without getting stopped.”

“It’s a beautiful night for a stroll. I’ve always liked the night. It holds lots of mysterious things.” Lacey informed him with a big sweep of her arm.

“Yeah, like the thug over there.” Sav indicated with his head.

She laughed. “He’s harmless and drunk.”

“How can you tell?"

“He reeks of liquor.”

Sav laughed at her remark. “You can smell him?”

“No, it’s the way he carries himself, staggering around like that.”

“I didn’t notice that.” Sav replied.

They walked in silence for a couple of blocks.

“The show was good tonight, I really enjoyed it.” Lacey said softly.

“You were there again tonight,” Surprise touched his voice. “I didn’t know that.”

“You didn’t ask me either. But yes, I was there. And, I believe I have tickets for the rest of the shows.”

His pace down the side walk slowed. “You do?”

“Oh yes, as soon as they go on sell, I buy them.”

“How many shows have you been to before I meet you last night?”

“All of them on this tour.”

Sav stopped dead in his tracks to stare at her. ‘Could this be the one that keeps sending me the cards,’ he thought.

“What?” Lacey said puzzlement creased her brow as to why he stopped so suddenly.

“You wouldn’t by any chance be sending certain cards to me would you?”

“Cards?” Lacey frowned.

Sav moved forward again. “Never mind.”

Lacey wanted to ask him about the cards but changed her mind. She wanted to know how he felt about them and it was obvious to her that by sending them. made him uncomfortable. She would have to play it by ear, until the time was right to tell him that she was sending them. And the reason behind it would be clear, but not tonight.

“Ah, here we are. Best place in town.” She said and pulled him in.

“Good evening Miss Garrett.” The hostess said smiling.

“Evening Donald.” She replied.

“Your usual table this evening?”

”No, I’m expecting more guests; I’m not sure how many.” She informed him.

“Knowing Joe the way I do, he’ll bring the group.” Sav told her with a snort.

“The largest table you have then.” Lacey told him.

“Right this way.”

Lacey and Sav followed him through the restaurant to a table that sat about fifteen people. Sav pulled her chair out for her, and took the seat next to her.

“Can I get you a drink?” Donald asked.

“A bottle of white wine and the house special for me.” Lacey told him.

Donald hurried off to get the order.

“You come here a lot I take it?” Sav commented.

“Yes, it has the looks of a classy restaurant but the atmosphere of a bar.”

“I don’t think this is what Joe had in mind.” Sav said looking around.

“You can party here just as well as you would anywhere else. The others won’t mind if it gets loud or not.”

Donald brought their drinks and poured them, leaving the bottles on ice to stay chilled.

Sav glanced at her red wine. “I thought you said you don’t drink?”

“I did. It’s a non-alcoholic beverage.”

“So you’re going to get me drunk.” He smiled at her, then leaned closer.

“Only if you want to, Mr. Savage.” She replied.

“And do what?”

“The night is still young, who knows.”

Sav was lost in her eyes again; he leaned forward to kiss her.

“You’re looking well, Lacey.” A deep voice said, interrupting the moment again.
Sav grumbled under his breath as she turned to look up at the man standing beside their table.

“Hello Archer. I can’t say the same about you.” She told him. Annoyance touching her voice.

“Still playing the same old game I see.”

“It was never a game, only avoidance.”

“Don’t be that way Lacey; you know you still want me.” Archer said smugly.

“Not in your wildest dreams.” She shot back.

“You’re not going to introduce me to your new friend?”

“No, now go away and bother some one else.” She told him.

“Oh, still have that sharp tongue. I would watch it mate, she’s good with it in more ways than one.” Archer said and moved away.

“Who was that?” Sav asked.

“Nobody.” She told him and gulped her drink.

“Didn’t sound like a nobody.”

“We had a fling a long time ago and I got bored with him, but he insists on brothering me whenever possible.” She picked up the wine bottle and refilled her glass.

“You haven’t told me a lot about you.” Sav wanted to know.

“What do you want to know?”

“Where are you from?”

“All over.” She replied.

“That’s not an answer.”

“I told you, I travel all over the world, staying where it suits my mood at the time.”

“You don’t have a place to call home?”

“Actually I do, a villa in the south of France. I fell in love with the countryside there, it’s so beautiful.”

“It is, I like it there too, but my home is in Dublin.” He commented pulling his eyes from the table top. “I’ve never seen hair color like yours.”

“Is that a compliment or question?”

“Both.”

“It’s a throw back from my ancestors. From what I could gather, only the woman in my family, have it. I guess it closely resembles what everyone calls strawberry blonde these days.”

Sav couldn’t resist, he reached over and ran his fingers through it. “Feels like silk, and its beautiful…like you.”

Loud voices and the sound of chairs being pulled their attention away from each other.

“You guys could always go back to the hotel and do that.” Joe said as he sat down.

Lacey dragged her eyes from Sav’s. “You didn’t bring any groupies with you Mr. Elliott?”

“No, I couldn’t find one as gorgeous as you.” Joe told her.

“I’m flattered.” She smiled and batted her lashes at him.

“Of all the men in that bar last night, Sav had to be the one to snag her.” Phil commented looking around the table.

“I think Joe is losing his touch.” Vivian laughed.

“Not hardly.” Joe shot back.

“Then why don’t you have a date, Mr. Elliott?”

“There was no one I wanted to leave with, beside, Sav took her already.”

“Score one for Sav. Better watch out Joe, he’s going to catch up with you.” Rick said poking, him in the arm.

“Mr. Elliott can get ahead as far as he likes. Sav will not have to worry about that for a long time.” Lacey informed them and picked up her wine glass.

“When’s the wedding?” Phil asked.

Sav glared at him “We’re not getting married.”

“Lacey, if he doesn’t marry you, I will.” Joe said teasingly.

“I was married once Mr. Elliott, he tried everything in his power to control my life and I have no desire to marry again,” Lacey said. “As I’m sure you also learned from your marriage.”

“Ouch.” Rick said pretending to look at the floor.

“I see this is going to be a very interesting evening.” Joe smiled at her.

“Only if you want it to be Mr. Elliott.”

“Stop calling me that.”

“And what would you like me to call you?”

“Blow me.” Joe said smiling, his gaze steady on hers.

Lacey’s smile didn’t waver. “You want it here or back at the hotel?”

Everyone roared with laughter.

Joe leaned back in his chair. “Here.”

Lacey glared at him a moment longer and slowly rose from her seat. Joe watched her as she came toward him, turning in his chair as she stopped beside him. Lacey leaned over and placed her hands on his knees, her breast dangerously close to falling out of her tight shirt. Her hands ran up his thighs to the top of his jeans to unbutton them and slide the zipper down.

Joe grabbed her hand to stop her. “I was only teasing.” He uncomfortably said.

Lacey continued to smile at him. “Then maybe you shouldn’t tease Mr. Elliott, if you don’t intend to carry it out.” She smiled and traced his lips with her fingers. She stood up and went back to her set as Joe did up his jeans, amongst the laughter around the table.

Lacey motioned for Donald. “I believe we’re ready to order now. Bring Mr. Elliott a cold glass of water, he seems to be a little flushed from the heat.”

Sav snickered from her comment. Everyone order their food and sat around talking while they waited.

“You’re not eating?” Sav asked her.

“No, I’m not hungry.” She told him.

The conversation around the table was light and humorous the rest of the evening. Joe would occasionally take a stab at Lacey, in which she countered with a stab of her own. One such stab sent every one in a fit of laughter; even Joe had to laugh at its relevance to him. Phil finally called it an evening for him and everyone followed suit, knowing they had to be on the bus tomorrow afternoon for the long trip to the next city.

Stepping out on the sidewalk Lacey went up to a limo. “Riding or walking?” She asked Sav.

“This is for you?” Sav asked pointing to the limo.

“Yes.” She replied.

Sav shrugged his shoulders. “I guess we could walk, after all, that’s how we started the evening.”

Lacey turned to the driver and gave him instruction to meet her at his hotel.

“You surprised me yet again. You must have a lot of money to be able to travel the world and have a limo at your whim.” Sav commented.

“If you must know, yes I am. So rest at ease, I’m not after your money.”

“I never thought that at all.” Sav told her.

Reaching the entrance to his hotel, Sav asked her if she wanted to come up for one last drink. She agreed, and followed him to the elevator. They rode in silence, but Sav would steal glances at her, then dart his eyes back to the red numbers as they counted upward to his floor. When the doors opened, he placed his hand on the small of her back to guide her down the hall toward his room.

Lacey smiled at him when she stepped over the threshold into his room, hearing the door close softly behind them. Going deeper into the large suit, she looked around as Sav poured them a drink and handed the glass to her.

“Sorry, I forgot you didn’t drink.” He shyly said.

Lacey sat her glass on the table. “It’s quite alright.”

Sav sat his glass beside hers and moved closer to her. He reached up and traced her lips with his thumb. Lacey glanced down at his as he moved closer to her he, hesitated briefly.

“No distraction now.” He whispered and lightly brushed her lips and pulled back slightly, he teased her again then pulled her into his arms as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth.

Lacey gave in to the heat of his mouth and parted her lips; his tongue dove in and collided with hers. His arms tightened around her waist as he started backing her toward the bed. The back of her legs touched the mattress and she sat down, never breaking the contact between them. Sav slowly pushed her down and she scooted backward, as he placed his leg between hers, she parted them.

Sav pulled his arm from under her, his hand ran down the length of her body to her thigh to pull up her skirt. Leaving the softness of her lips, he trailed his tongue down her throat to the cool flesh her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste her, his hand found her breast and squeezed lightly.

Lacey’s eyes flew open when she felt him nip her neck with his teeth. She started pushing on his chest. “Wait.” She whispered.

“I want you.” He said and crushed her lips.

Lacey turned her head away and he went for her neck again. “Don’t,” she breathed and shoved him harder this time. “Not like this.

Sav was caught off guard and landed on his back. Lacey bolted from the bed, standing several feet from it as Sav propped himself on his elbows.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. She could see the desire in his eyes.

“I have to go.” She lied and grabbed her purse.

“No you don’t.” he said and watched her move toward the door.

“It’s better if I do.” She told him and opened the door.

“Lacey wait, don’t go.” Sav pleaded and scrambled from the bed.

Lacey glanced at him, then spun around, going through the doo and softly closing it behind her.

Sav stared at it a few minutes before he flopped back down on the bed, taking a deep breath, he blew it out in frustration.

“What did I do wrong?” he said to the room.
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