Play For Me | By : Lianne Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > New York Dolls Views: 1020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Play For Me
Chapter 1
Siouxsie Sioux entered the backstage area, pushing through people. Some had familiar faces, some didn’t. She glanced around, finally spotting the band members. There, straight ahead, was Johnny Thunders, smoking a cigarette and packing up amp wires and guitar strings. Siouxsie couldn’t take her eyes off him; she looked over his entire body, first taking in his deep brown eyes, then his toned arms, his talented hands, the belt buckle that she fantasized about undoing...
“Siouxsie!” shouted a voice, snapping her back to reality.
It was David Johansen, approaching her with a big grin on his face.
“David! Hey, how’re you doing?” she said, having a hard time tearing her eyes away from Johnny.
“Good! What did you think?” he asked of the night’s gig.
“Oh it was fucking brilliant.” she said, and focused her gaze back on Johnny.
David said thanks or something, but she didn’t quite hear him.
“So, you guys off now?” she asked, hoping to spend some time with the band, especially Johnny.
“Yep. We’re goin’ back to the hotel, you wanna join us?” David asked.
“Yes, I’d love that. I’ll just tag along from here if you don’t mind.” she said.
David nodded and began packing things up.
Siouxsie wandered in the direction of Johnny Thunders, who was now lighting his second cigarette in a row. She watched him wipe the sweat off his forehead and take a drag. Siouxsie was startled when Johnny suddenly looked at her. Her insides seemed to jump and then melt as Johnny kept eye contact and smiled. She smiled brightly back, and walked up to him.
“Hey Johnny.” she said, feeling her cheeks get warm.
“Hey dollface. Are you comin’ back with us?” he asked.
“Yeah, I was telling David I’ll go with you guys from here...if that’s alright.” she said, trying to gauge his reaction.
“Knock yourself out. We’re just doin’ the usual shit, drinkin’, smokin’, whatever.” he said.
Suddenly, Siouxsie felt someone trip into her from behind, and she found herself holding onto Johnny’s shoulders for support. She stared at him in surprise for a moment.
“Hey watch it, fucker!” Johnny yelled at the random stagehand who bumped into Siouxsie.
Siouxsie laughed, and let go of Johnny.
Johnny went back to work gathering his things, and then, before she knew it, Siouxsie was following the New York Dolls out the back door, crossing streets and cutting through alleys on the way to the hotel.
It was spitting rain outside, and it was cool. Siouxsie was glad to finally get inside. One of the bellboys asked if they needed any help bringing their stuff up to the room, and David said no. They all got in the elevator, and Siouxsie was squished between Johnny and Jerry. She took a breath, and inhaled the scents of cigarette smoke, leather and aftershave. She felt an excited stir in her abdomen.
Jerry had the keys to the room, so there was quite a shuffle in the elevator to let him out so he could go ahead and open the door. Siouxsie couldn’t help but giggle. David was laughing, pressed face-first into the elevator wall, while Arthur and Johnny pushed back against David, pulling Siouxsie with them. Jerry squeezed by and ran across the hall, opening the door. They all got out, still laughing, and strutted into the room, not caring how much noise they were making at 1:50 a.m.
The room smelled of cigarettes and incense. It was very spacious, with a few chairs, a loveseat, a sofa, a small kitchen, bedroom area and an exquisitely stocked mini-bar.
Siouxsie looked around smiling.
“Make yourself at home!” David told her.
She went over to the loveseat and sat down. On the table next to her, there was a strange, black lava lamp.
“Oooh I love this.” she said.
“That’s Arthur’s. He brings it with him sometimes.” said Jerry.
“It’s great.” she said, staring at the tar-like substance dancing around in the lamp.
Johnny sat down heavily, startling Siouxsie.
“Hmm.” Johnny said as he lit a cigarette, “you’re jumpy tonight, Siouxsie. Have a drink. Hey get the lady a drink, Arthur, while you’re over there.”
Arthur smirked at Johnny, but didn’t really mind getting some drinks. He brought several glasses, a bottle of gin, a bottle of scotch, and a bottle of vodka, all on the little hotel tray.
Jerry cracked open the scotch.
“Did you want scotch, Siouxsie?” he offered.
“Um...I’ll have whatever Johnny’s having...” she said, almost blushing again.
“Oh okay,” Jerry grinned at Johnny, “Johnny, what are you drinking?”
“Uhhh” said Johnny, trying to make up his mind. “Vodka.”
Jerry nodded and poured vodka in two glasses.
Johnny handed one of the glasses to Siouxsie, and she took it, smiling at him. She had to touch his hand to take the glass, and she was way too excited about that. Johnny’s brown eyes gazed at her for a moment, and then he winked. Siouxsie sipped the vodka and felt the warmth trail down into her stomach, and put some pink in her cheeks. She also noticed some warmth in her panties, but that wasn’t from the alcohol. It was from sitting so close to Johnny Thunders. Every time Johnny lifted his glass to drink, his leather-jacketed arm rubbed against hers.
Siouxsie moved her leg subtly so that it was flush against Johnny’s, and he didn’t move away. In fact, Johnny began distractedly tapping his foot so that his leg was moving against Siouxsie’s.
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