Rocking music
Congratulations! You won the VIP ticket to see ‘Captivated’ backstage!
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Why would I do that to my beautiful friend?” replies Nacy, from the other end of the line.
“How did you do that? This was a 1 in a million chance!”
“I have my contacts, H. Nothing is impossible when you work in the music industry. Ah, shit. Cheap fucking nail polish.”
Harmony laughs as a sea of emotions overtakes her being and threatens to drown her in her fantasies. She couldn’t believe it. She was going to meet her favorite rock band!
“You’re laughing at my misfortune with the nail polish, Harmony?”
“I would never.”
“I’m watching you, brat.” Harmony can imagine Nancy pointing her finger at her. "Right. Now just get ready for the big day. Plan what you’re going to wear, I suggest something slutty, you know, to leave that one guitar player with his mouth open.”
“What are you saying, Nancy. I don’t want them to think I’m a slut.”
“What I mean is, dress sensational. No comfy clothes and all those supermarket clothes.”
“What’s wrong with my clothes?” protests Harmony.
“H, even my grandmother doesn’t wear the clothes you wear.” Harmony lets out a sigh. “I want to see you in a skirt! And a nice top or something. No hoodies or jeans! Nancy out!”
“Nancy?!”
But her friend had already hung up. Harmony plops down on her bed, still her laptop screen showing the big news. In a few weeks, Captivated would be coming to her town. And she would attend the concert. Better yet, she’d meet the members backstage. She would meet Jace.
She brings her gaze to the life-size cardboard of Jace. If the measurements she researched on the Internet were correct, then Jace is a few inches taller than she is. The very thought of having him in front of her makes Harmony let out a squeal. She grabs her pillow and with it stifles the biggest scream of excitement her lungs will allow her to give. Her dream was coming true. And Nancy was right. It was time to wear something that would leave them, especially Jace, with their mouths agape. This was her chance to try to make a mark in the guitarist’s memory.
She sits back down and takes her laptop in her hands.
On-trend rock and sexy clothes for girls.
It’s been three weeks and the big night has come. Harmony feels like her heart is going to burst out of her chest when the cab pulls up in front of the bar where there is already a line waiting to get in. She watches the girls giggling and talking about how excited they are while she presses her phone almost mercilessly. When she stands in front of the huge guard of the place, he gives her a creepy look.
“The line ends over there, cutie.” He tells her.
“I know.” She replies, her voice shaking. “I have a VIP ticket.”
The man raises his eyebrow and holds out his hand. Harmony hands him the phone and the man reads the invitation before giving her a long look and finally smiling.
“Come on in.”
The place is bigger than she thought it would be, but the neon lights and blue hues of the lamps give it a retro vibe perfect for a rock concert. Excitement builds in her chest with each step she takes deeper into the venue, dodging tables, couches and benches until she finally reaches the beginning of the stage. It comes up to her chin and Harmony has to stand on her tiptoes to peer behind the velvet curtains covering the backstage.
“Hey.” Harmony jumps up and the man next to her lets out a chuckle at her reaction, adjusting his black glasses on the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. You’re the girl who won the VIP ticket, aren’t you?”
Harmony nods. “Yes.”
“Excellent. Follow me, I’ll take you to where the band is.”
“Where Captivated is?”
“What other band will it be?” he smiles.
She follows him to a set of stairs behind a wall that leads directly backstage.It’s cluttered with sound devices, wires, speakers, which only heighten the feelings of excitement inside Harmony. All her life she has been waiting for the moment to meet her favorite band... She looks at her clothes as she walks, smiling that she has been able to achieve an outfit so similar to the ones that appeared on the internet. She’s wearing a gray shirt with the Captivated logo, a leather jacket, a black miniskirt, fishnet tights that go up to her knees and black platform booties that she just bought a few days ago, but that have already become her favorite.
She’s so distracted admiring herself that she doesn’t notice when someone walks past her, bumping into each other.
“Oh, God! I’m sorry.”
When her eyes meet the green color of a man’s, the world around her seems to focus entirely on him.
“No problem. I wasn’t watching where I was going either.” His voice is deep, taking Harmony by surprise, who has already begun to look at every part of his face, as if admiring a work of art. “You’re the VIP girl?”
“Mmm?”
“You know, the girl who won the backstage ticket.”
“Ah, yes. That’s me.”
“Good.”
“Thomas, leave the VIP alone.” Says the bespectacled man.
“Relax, Ray. I accidentally bumped into her.” The man glares at him, but finally lets out a sigh and invites Harmony to follow him again. “Go. Captivated must be waiting to meet you.”
“You think so?”
“Sure. Who wouldn’t want to meet someone so beautiful?”
The man, Thomas, winks at her before turning and walking straight to the stage. Harmony starts walking, still not entirely oblivious to Thomas. Maybe it’s someone from the staff. She didn’t quite know, but maybe she could run into him again later and ask him.
She follows Ray again to a wooden door and knocks a few times, receiving a chorus of the question ‘Who is it?’ as a reply.
“VIP is here.” He says simply before looking back at Harmony, who has involuntarily started shaking already. “You have 10 minutes before the show starts.”
And with that he leaves her alone to join the band.
Jace was a real charmer and much more. Harmony could already see herself falling into madness because of the smile he was giving her at all times, but fate decided that the girl would live longer, as the 10 minutes passed and Captivated was called to the stage. Harmony had the option to go sit at the bar or stay backstage to listen, and she preferred the latter. She wanted to enjoy the music without girls screaming in her ear or spilling drinks on her perfectly selected clothes. So now she waits and watches as the band members take their respective places while the girls in the audience squeal like bitches in heat for Jace to make babies with them. What a charmer.
“Enjoying the show?” Harmony looks to her right to find the green-eyed man. He smiles. “This is always the most fun part. Listening to the female fans make sexual innuendos to the band.”
“To Jace, you mean?”
“I don’t see anything special about that guy.” He says with a mocking tone. “Even his penis isn’t that good.”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” she asks, trying to hide her emerging anger at the guy.
“It means I don’t see the need to ask a guy like Jace to make babies with them. He’s a good-for-nothing, pretty face.”
“Excuse me? And who the hell are you?”
“Thomas. We met a while ago.”
“I know that. But who do you think you are to talk that way about an excellent guitarist, singer and leader like Jace?”
Thomas lets out a low chuckle.
“Him? An excellent guitarist, singer and leader? Babe, are you sure we mean the same guy?”
“What do you mean?”
Thomas gives her a rather pitiful look before leaning back against one of the wooden pillars behind him.
“Sorry to ruin your illusions, but Jace isn’t the one running the band, he’s just taking orders from the label. His voice, well, that’s the magic of a good vocal arrangement program and the blessed auto tune and speaking of the guitar...” A little smile lights up his face. “I take care of that.”
Harmony has to analyze the information she just received before she can utter a word.
“Jace is a fraud?”
“He’s a pretty face.”
A punch in the face would have hurt less. Shit, even a stab would have been a walk in the park in the face of this hell breaking loose inside Harmony. The man she admired and loved so much was a complete fraud? She couldn’t believe it.
“I don’t believe you.” Blurts out the girl. “I don’t believe you. Not until you prove it to me.”
“How’s everyone doing?” Jace says into the microphone from the stage, making the women scream their heads off. “Are you ready for some rock?”
“Oh, how I love the timing.” He puts his hand to his ear and that’s when she realizes he’s wearing a communicator. “I’m ready in 5.” He holds out a hand to her. “Come with me to show you the truth.”
Harmony follows him to a wooden door. Inside, she can see that there are sound equipment, a television showing the stage and an electric guitar. It is very nice, black with blue accents that make it look like space. Thomas takes it and sits down on a couch that takes up an entire wall of the small space.
“Close the door, please.” Harmony does so. “Two, three...”
Thomas begins to play the guitar at the same time Jace does on stage. Each movement matches what is seen on the screen. When Jace stops playing, Thomas stops playing, and when he starts playing again, so does Thomas.
Jace did turn out to be a fraud.
Harmony stays leaning against the door while Thomas plays the guitar and is careful to keep his eyes focused on the screen so he doesn’t make any mistakes. If Jace is a scam, then Thomas is part of that scam, but maybe he has no choice. He’s either doing it for the money or out of obligation. Harmony didn’t know, and right now she couldn’t help but look at the guy more closely. Not only were his eyes pretty, but his face in general. Thick eyebrows, thin cheekbones, big straight nose, thin lips and sharp jaw. Now that her fanaticism for Jace had plummeted to the ground, she could already tell that there were people more attractive than him. Thomas for instance.
The way he moves his fingers across the guitar strings and how he plays every note perfectly strikes Harmony as sexy. She finds herself watching his every finger movement even after the 3rd song ends and he can let out a giggle.
“How was it?”
“Good.”
“With all those looks you were giving me, I don’t think it was just ‘good,’ was it?”
Harmony feels her face getting hot. “How did you...?”
“I have eyes, VIP girl, and I can see when someone is eating me up with their eyes.” He smiles at her. “But it doesn’t bother me. I’d eat you up, too.”
She lowers her gaze, hiding her smile. Did Thomas just flirt with her? If that was the case, and it felt like it, Harmony wouldn’t waste this opportunity to turn her night of disappointment into a good night.
“You said even his penis wasn’t that good.” Harmony says, looking down at her nails to avoid making eye contact with him. “What do you mean? That yours is better?”
Thomas forms a half-smile full of mischief. “Why don’t you come over here and find out?”
Innuendo accepted.
Harmony moves closer and Thomas sets the guitar aside to let her sit on his lap. Her heart pounds so hard when he runs his hands up her bare thighs, threatening to slip them under her skirt. And Harmony waits for him to do so, but he waits for his own signal, one that comes when Harmony stares at his lips and finally takes the initiative to kiss him.
His lips are soft against hers and his warm hands slide down her thighs until they meet the fabric of her panties.
“Are we about to do this?”
“Only if you want to.”
“Oh, I do want to. I do.”
Thomas pulls down her panties and Harmony brings her hands to the zipper of his pants. It’s a little awkward maneuvering to get her panties completely off, but the look on Thomas’s face is that of someone hungry, provoking new sensations in Harmony’s body. When there’s nothing left in the way and all that’s left is to finish freeing the beast, she licks her lips and Thomas lets her reach between his legs to pull his penis out. Harmony doesn’t know if his penis is any better than Jace’s, but seeing it and holding it makes her think that maybe it’s the best penis she’s ever witnessed in her entire life. She wants to lick it and take it in her mouth, but the screen in the room announces that Jace and the group are already getting ready to continue the show. And Thomas notices too.
“Dude.” He says, pressing his communicator. “Tell Jace to give me more time. I’m not ready to play yet.”
Harmony smiles and satisfies her need to suck his cock by giving him full length strokes.
“Shit.” He groans. “Give me 5 minutes. I’ll be ready in 5.”
“Is that a challenge?” she giggles. “You think you’re going to be done with me in 5 minutes?”
“Well, baby, if I don’t make you come in 3, I think it would hurt my pride.”
He reaches a hand into the back pocket of his pants and pulls out his wallet. When he opens it, Harmony realizes why. Thomas rips open the condom with his teeth, giving her a desirous look, then slides it down his cock before grabbing her by the waist and guiding himself to her entrance.
“I hope this room is soundproof.”
“What-”
He thrusts so unexpectedly inside Harmony that she can only let out a cry of pain.
“You’re so tight, hang on a little, baby.”
Harmony pumps up and down, holding onto his shoulders as Thomas controls the speed and depth with his hands on her hips. Her walls are slowly getting used to his thickness, allowing his cock to pierce her deeper and deeper, stealing desperate moans from her mouth and energizing her orgasm to come. She knows it hasn’t even been two minutes, but he’s giving her the initiative to go faster, making her breasts bounce and her pussy burn with pleasure. She contracts and he grunts against her neck, exploding the bomb in her center. She comes deliciously, with him still inside her, fucking her, providing the perfect lubrication.
“One more time, baby.”
“Call me Harmony.”
“Harmony...” He moans, grabbing her ass. “Harmony, Harmony.”
Godddd
The way he says her name just makes an inferno of lust flare up inside her and her body begs for more. More of the sex, more of him. So much more.Her moans take on par with the speed, causing Thomas to throw his head back as Harmony rides him to her heart’s content, clenching around his throbbing cock to increase the friction of their flesh, causing them both to come almost instantly.
She stops and panting from both of them floods the place. He smiles, once again joining his lips with hers.
“Harmony... You’re the music I’d like to listen to every day. A musical note full of beauty and passion that brings delight to my ears, gleam to my eyes and fire to my heart.”
“So you’re a romantic?” she laughs, her lips still touching his.
“Why don’t you stop by my hotel tomorrow and find out? 8pm.”
“Deal.”
“Let’s allow the show to go on.”
