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Steal Away Now	By : TheFairyWithBoots Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Led Zeppelin Views: 60 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction written out of respect and admiration. I obviously make no claim the characters in this story, and anything that I write is simply written for my own entertainment, and hopefully for others as well.

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Evanna had felt embarrassed by what had happened between her and Robert last week. She had been so overwhelmed by emotions that crying into his arms seemed like the healthiest thing to do at the time.
Except now, she felt too embarrassed to even look him in the face. Every night she lay awake, the memory of what his arms had felt like around her haunting her. She was almost certain that he was off shagging some groupie as she lay there alone every night. The mere idea of it filled her with resentment and jealousy, even though she couldn't be certain.
He still spoke to her with politeness, except now he appeared to be almost treading lightly. She focused on documenting the tour through her photography, capturing moments onstage as well as off. When the band would have days off, Evanna found herself wandering whatever city they were in, and capturing the surrounding architecture. This used to help her keep her mind off Geoffrey when he would be ghosting her for whatever reason. But now all feelings of missing him were gone after she had felt what it was like to be held in Robert's arms. It was a warmth that she had never experienced before.
Now she was taking long walks to try and forget him.
She failed miserably, of course. It was impossible to get him out of her head when she had to face him, and snap photos of him every night.
To deal with this, she did the only natural solution; she decided to get drunk.
What happened after that, she remembered only in flashes. She had knocked on Jimmy's door to have it opened wide for her to enter. Inside, the after party was already in full swing. Robert was sitting with Bonzo at a table with his arm draped around the shoulders of a girl with long blonde hair, and the sight had filled Evanna with so much jealousy, she soon found herself sitting amongst a group of girls as they dispensed the drinks into whiskey glasses.
Evanna had always been horrible at holding her liquor. But when she was drunk, she was far too arrogant and confident to admit that. By her second drink, she found herself marching over to Bonzo and Robert's table, loudly proclaiming that she could beat Bonzo's record in taking shots.
In response, Bonzo laughed in her face.
She remembered Jimmy pouring the shots for them. She had no memory of what happened after the second shot.
The next thing she knew, she woke up in a hotel bed, her head pounding. Whether or not she was in her own room, she had not woken up enough to be certain. The room was dark, and she could not make details without being hit by a wave of nausea. She laid her head back into the pillow, allowing herself to slip back into a comfortable doze...
That was until someone rudely yanked open the curtains, causing sunlight to flood into the room. She groaned, pulling the covers over her head.
"What the hell..."
"You're awake..." a familiar, soft voice said, causing her to sit up straight in bed. The blanket fell around over her hips, exposing her bare breasts. She was filled with horror as she realized she was naked. She quickly pulled the covers up to her chin and stared at the golden-haired man standing by the sliding glass doors that led out to the balcony, looking out over the city of Los Angeles. He was bare-chested and was wearing nothing but a pair of tight trousers.
Oh no, she thought. Oh no, oh no, oh fuck.
"Robert..." she said while staring at him cautiously. There was a tray on the small table near the window holding a pot of coffee along with two mugs. "Why... am I naked?"
Robert's eyes narrowed as if he were in deep thought. "You were quite determined on seducing me."
She felt a cold pit in her stomach. "I... oh god... did we...?"
This time, his eyes met with hers, and she felt frozen in place with just his gaze alone. A crooked smirk played across his lips. He shook his head. "You challenged Bonzo to a drinking match and fell on your face after the second shot." He looked amused by the memory. "You then attempted to seduce Jimmy." His brow furrowed, as if he were upset with this memory. "And he would have gone for it, had I not got you out of there when I did." He gently picked up the coffee pot and filled one of the cups. "But once I got you back to my room, you then attempted to seduce me. I was flattered, but I prefer my bed partners to be aware of what they are doing."
Each word that he spoke, she felt as if she wanted to evaporate into thin air. He came over to her side of the bed and handed her the mug of coffee. She stared at it cautiously.
"Drink it," he told her. "It'll help with the headache."
She took the hot mug in her hands and sipped it slowly so as not to burn her tongue. Robert turned to pour himself a cup.
Coffee had always helped with her hangovers, and she felt her headache slowly dissolve with each sip she took. They both sat there in silence, quietly drinking their coffee.
Evanna felt too embarrassed to look at him. She could feel his gaze on her, and she hid her blush behind her mug.
"Thank you..." she whispered once she was finished.
"Don't worry about it, dear."
She could feel her heart racing as he took her mug and placed it back on the table. She finally had enough nerve to look at him as he set the mugs back on the tray. The sunlight pouring in from the city outside made his blond hair appear even more golden than what it normally did. It almost seemed to be glowing like a halo around his head.
He turned and his eyes met with hers. Her heart raced in her chest. A small smirk played across his lips, and she averted her eyes, her face flushing as if she had been caught red handed.
"I'm really sorry..."
He plopped down on the bed beside her, his blue eyes gazing up at her. "What are you apologizing for, love?"
"For last night... getting drunk and messing up your date." She was filled with resentment at the memory of his arm around the blonde at the party.
He tilted his head to the side, staring at her with a bemused expression. "My date?"
Evanna's brow furrowed. "The blonde girl you were with... at the party."
Robert's eyes narrowed. "Ah yes... she wasn't my date. Jimmy brought her along because she came with his girlfriend. I was just trying to be polite."
Evanna averted her eyes in embarrassment again. She felt his hand run through her auburn hair, gently massaging her scalp and occasionally caressing her neck. She closed her eyes, unable to stop herself from leaning into his touch.
"There is nothing to apologize for, Evanna."
She never got tired of hearing him say her name. He said it in such a way that made it sound like he was testing it out, tasting each syllable on his tongue.
"I'm such an idiot..." she said while turning on her side to look at him. "Did I really come on to Jimmy?" The idea filled her with a sense of horror. He probably thinks I'm a slut.
Robert chuckled softly. "You sat in his lap while his girlfriend was right next to him..."
Evanna felt herself sink further into the covers. "She's going to kill me..."
Robert draped an arm over her, burying his face in her hair. "We all had a bit too much to drink... I doubt she remembers it."
She turned to look up at him, her eyes searching his face. "But you remembered it..."
The same crooked smirk came back across his lips. "Well, yes... I didn't have enough time to get as drunk as the others though..."
She could feel his lips press against her shoulder, and a strange sensation came over her. He pressed another kiss higher up until he came to her neck. She closed her eyes, resisting the urge to let out a moan. She tried to remember the last time anyone had ever kissed her like that.
They hadn't. Geoffrey especially hadn't.
She let out a soft sigh as she felt Robert's teeth tug at her earlobe. She knew this was a bad idea, and that she should tell him to stop. But why should she? She didn't have a boyfriend anymore to prevent her from indulging in her deepest desires. She had desired Robert ever since she first joined the tour.
"What are you doing, Robert...?"
He raised his head to look down at her. "No one has ever told you how beautiful you are, have they?"
She raised up slightly, still holding the blanket to her chest. "I've been told..."
A hint of mischief played into his smirk now. "No one has told you how much of a goddess you look like, though. Have they?"
His tone had dropped, causing the strange sensation to spread through her and down between her thighs.
"No one has ever worshipped you before, have they?"
She felt herself flush this time, and she thought for sure that her face must be the same color as her hair now. "Do I look like someone worth worshipping, Robert?"
His arms wrapped around her underneath the blankets, his skin against hers filling her with a sense of euphoria. "Yes, very much so..." he whispered while pressing another kiss to her neck. He lingered a bit with this kiss, suckling ever so gently. She could feel his teeth begin to scrape at her sensitive skin. The idea of him leaving some kind of mark on her aroused her.
"Robert..." she sighed.
"Does that feel good, love?" He pressed another kiss near her jugular. "Did your little boyfriend ever kiss you like this before?"
She couldn't stop herself from moaning softly, at which she felt him smile against her skin. "Never... not once..."
His hands roamed underneath the covers to caress the bare skin of her back. She gasped, the feeling of his hands on her sending jolts of electricity through her.
Robert sighed as he buried his face into her thick red hair. "I know I should care about the reason why you're naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment."
She leaned back into him, feeling as if she could melt into him. Her body ached for him. This was a bad idea. She knew that. But that didn't stop her from pressing her back into his chest.
"Do you still miss him...?" His voice was soft, almost sad as she felt his soft blond hair tickle her bare shoulders.
"Who? Geoffrey?"
"Yeah... the arsehole who broke your heart."
She sighed, closing her eyes as she focused on the feeling of his skin against hers. "Kind of... we had been together since we were sixteen. But... now that it's been a week... and now that I don't have to worry about constantly having to justify my whereabouts... it feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders."
Robert pressed another kiss to her neck, nibbling as if with the intention to make another mark. She let out a whimper.
"Robert..."
"Hm?" He pulled back to look at her. "Do you want me to stop?"
The thought of him pulling away from her filled her with a coldness that made her want to pull him to her and hold him as close to her as she could. "No..."
Robert pressed yet another kiss to her neck. "I've wanted to do this since I first met you... I've wanted to worship the ground you walk on..." He finally pulled the covers back, exposing her naked body in broad daylight. It suddenly occurred to her that someone would be able to look in through the street and see her. She quickly moved to pull the covers back over her, but he caught her hands and pinned them to her side. She could feel the smirk on his lips as he loomed over her, his hair creating a golden curtain around their heads as he kissed her neck.
"Evanna..." he whispered against her skin before moving up to kiss her lips. The sound of her name on his lips felt like water to parched lips. "Evanna, you're so beautiful..." His tongue lightly brushed against hers, and she felt her face scrunch up at the sensation. "So beautiful... why you make your living taking photos of others when you should be the muse of every photo and painting there is, is beyond me..."
Evanna moaned into his mouth. "You're only saying this to flatter me..."
He nipped her bottom lip playfully. "Is it working?"
She sighed and reached her hands up to run through his soft hair. His face buried into her neck as he inhaled her scent.
"I am going to fuck you so hard, you won't even remember that wanker's name by the time I am finished with you."
Evanna didn't know what came over her. All restraint and common sense went out the window as she wound her hands through his hair and brought her lips to his. She kissed him hungrily, passionately. Their tongues were pommeling as he hauled her up into a sitting position. She became aware of the annoying fabric on the lower half of his body preventing him from pressing against her skin to skin, head to toe. She groaned, reaching for the button of his trousers.
Robert smirked, holding her hands firmly to her sides. "In time, my dear. In time. I want to worship you first... you deserve to be treated like the goddess that you are..."
He finally had a full view of her naked body, and his hands roamed over every curve and crevice, his hands massaging her breasts and rolling her nipples between his fingers, and into taut points. She squirmed, moaning softly, the feeling of his hands causing desire to shoot through her.
She clutched the bedsheets. "Oh god, Robert, I can't..."
Robert smirked as he placed his hands underneath her thighs and brought her back onto her back. He leaned down to kiss down her chest. "I've barely touched you."
His lips wrapped around her nipples, suckling on her taut nipples, repeating the same ministrations he had on her neck, gently scraping his teeth over the tender flesh. She moaned louder, the sensitivity of her nipples causing her to squirm in his grip.
He kissed further down her chest until he finally reached the place between her thighs. Her stomach clenched in anticipation. A string of saliva fell from his lips, falling down into her slick folds before his head dove down to latch his mouth onto her core.
As he went down on her, she threw her head back, her hair spilling out over the bed like a halo of fire. A sharp sting of pleasure ricocheted through her as his tongue switched from lapping at her slick folds to massaging her pulsing bud. A loud, filthy moan could be heard, and it took her a moment to realize that it was coming from her own mouth. She gripped the bed sheets, his hair, anything she could reach to keep herself steady.
His eyes glared up at her as he continued to eat her out. She felt him moan into her core, as if her pussy was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. He reached his hand up to massage her clitoris as his tongue probed deeper inside of her. She panted heavily, feeling a knot form in her stomach.
"Robert, I can't hold it in anymore, I-I'm gonna—"
He rubbed her clit more vigorously in response. This pushed her quickly over the edge, her back arching sharply off the bed as her orgasm washed hard over her, like an ocean wave knocking her to the ground.
Robert drank down her release before licking her clean. He pulled away briefly to discard of his tight trousers, and she tried to keep her eyes open enough to catch a glimpse of his body.
Her breath caught in her throat as she realized he didn't even bother with underwear. The sight of him exposed before her made her mouth water, and she couldn't tell if she wanted it in her mouth or in her pussy first.
How is that thing even going to fit inside me?
He kicked his trousers to the side before climbing onto the bed over top of her. She spread her legs for him, and leaned back. He leaned down, kissing her to make her taste herself on his soiled lips. His large hands caressed her hips as he teased her, massaging the erect tip of his cock against her clit.
A sharp moan came from her as she dug her nails into his arms. He hissed, half in pain, half in lust, before slowly sliding into her.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt him stretch her, a sharp sting felt deep within her sex as he slid into her deeper before pulling out, only to thrust in deeper.
"Robert!" she screamed, her eyes watering as she felt her walls clench hard around his cock.
His beautiful face contorted with pleasure as he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts. He winced at the feeling of her tightness engulfing his shaft, as if the feeling was almost painful for him. He moved his hips faster, a whimper coming from his lips with each thrust of his cock.
"Evanna..." he moaned. She moaned loudly, the sound of him moaning her name even more beautiful than what she had imagined. "Evanna... you feel... so good... s-so tight..."
She panted heavily, the pace of his hips pommeling into hers causing her vision to blur from lust. "Oh fuck, Robert!"
He was thrusting in and out of her so fast, the bedsprings creaked underneath them. He bent down to plant kisses on each of her nipples, his teeth tugging at each of them as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper, causing her body to jerk with each thrust. "You are so fucking beautiful," he groaned in between thrusts. "You,"
Thrust.
"Are,"
Thrust.
"A goddess."
Evanna's face contorted as lust clouded her mind. She screamed in pure ecstasy, arching her back as she climaxed for the second time. The feeling of his still-hard cock sliding out of her made her feel empty and void, and she wanted to wrap her legs back around him to pull him back into her.
He had gotten up to pull something out of the nightstand. She propped herself up on her elbows to try and see what he was looking for. Before she could see what he had retrieved from the drawer, his intense blue eyes were glaring into hers, and he was grabbing her by her hair, hauling her up.
She cried out, her hands going up to grab at the hand holding her hair. He pushed her face against the sliding glass doors that led out to the patio. It was still broad daylight, and though they were several stories high, they could still easily be seen by anyone who happened to be looking up from the streets below. The coolness of the glass shocked against her bare chest.
She felt another shock of coolness against her rectum and she gasped. She realized with a sudden jolt that it was lubricant. "Robert-! I... what... people can see —"
His hand gripped her hair tighter as he pressed the side of her face more firmly against the glass. "I don't care. I want the entire city to know how beautiful my goddess is."
He attacked her neck and shoulders with fierce kisses and love bites before coating his own cock with the lube and sliding into her from behind. Her mouth opened in another silent scream as he stretched out the tight passage of her back entrance. Her hands reached out to grip onto something - anything - but simply slid over the smooth glass.
The glass doors rattled and shook with each powerful thrust of his cock as he kept a firm grip on her thighs. Each heavy breath and scream of pleasure caused the glass to fog up around her, but still outlining her naked body.
Robert must have realized that the glass doors would shatter if he was too rough, and that the road manager would not be happy with him about that. So he instead took Evanna and bent her over the small table, her large breasts dangling over the edge. He had one hand holding her hands behind her back, while the other was placed on her waist.
He began pumping his cock in her arse, finding a steady rhythm as she panted heavily.
"You like that?" he grunted between thrusts.
She moaned. "Yes..."
"Feels good, don't it?"
She pushed her arse up against him. "Oh god yes!"
He grunted as he thrust so hard, she flinched forward, knocking the coffee pot off of the table as the dark liquid spilled onto the floor. "So... fucking... good..."
He could feel himself getting closer, the sound of his tight balls slapping against her arse. Wanting to bring her as much pleasure as humanly possible, he reached between her legs and began massaging her pulsing bud as he continued to thrust. She gripped the side of the table so hard, her knuckles turned white. He thrust his hips faster while vigorously rubbing her clitoris until finally —
She thrashed hard against him as she came, being taken over by possibly the best orgasm she had had in her life. He kept a firm grip on her hips as he let out a deep groan, and then finally a whimper as he came hard, milking himself inside of her as he rode out his own orgasm.
They both laid there panting heavily as Evanna laid across the table with her fiery hair splayed out around her like a shawl. Robert gripped her hips before slowly pulling out her, the mixture of lube and bodily fluids coating his cock. Evanna nearly fell off of the small table and into the floor, but he quickly caught her. He lifted her, and gently laid her back on the bed. He disappeared into the bathroom only to come back out with a wet cloth. He quickly cleaned himself before coming over to her side of the bed.
Evanna already had her eyes closed in a sated sort of drowse, exhausted from the three intense orgasms she had just had, but flinched when she felt the wet cloth on her soaked vagina.
"Shhh..." he whispered gently as he cleaned her. "I'm just cleaning you..."
She gazed up at him, his beautiful face focused on pampering her. The feeling of the cloth moving against her sensitive folds made her bite her lip to keep from moaning.
Once Robert finished cleaning her, he set the rag aside and laid down beside her, pulling the blanket over them both and pulling her against him to cuddle her. "You're so sweet, you know that...?" His hand went up to gently stroke her hair. "No one's ever made love to you properly before, have they?" His voice almost sounded sad when he said this.
Evanna felt herself wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her face into his chest, the light bit of chest hair he had tickling her face. "Not... like you have..."
He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "I'll have to make a habit of this then, won't I?"
Her eyes shot open as she moved her head to look up at him. "You mean...you'd like to do this again?"
A beautiful smile spread across his face as he gently stroked his thumb over her freckles. "Of course I do, love... I'll have to keep you around for a bit... for more than just your skills with the camera." A mischievous glint came into his eye. "Although that will probably come in handy too..."
She felt her face flush when she realized what he meant, and her heart begin racing all over again.
Robert planted another kiss on her lips before telling her to relax in bed before disappearing into the bathroom to run them a hot bath.
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