The Shit That Got Out of Hand

[hungercity_hellhound]

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For Zack

[hungercity_hellhound]

Continued from here

The coffee here is good. I'll have one waiting.

[Of course, he would get a good coffee for Zack; black of course.]

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

"Thanks, mate. I'll be there soon."

Zack was starting to really warm to Damien each passing moment he spent with the Dog. There was an attraction that he couldn't quite put his finger on but he knew he liked it and wanted to spend more time with the taller man. He was hot, sexy and friendly. Not too overbearing either like some members of his band.

Turning a corner, Zack pocketed his phone and then looked around outside the café where Damien said he'd be. Was he still nervous? Of course he was. The drummer was always nervous and it seemed to be a trait he couldn't shake. Meeting up with Damien, Zack offered a shy smile.

"Hey. You've got American coffee for me?"

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien is out on the sidewalk seating with his feet up on the table. There's a chair close beside his and a coffee waiting for the drummer. Damien motions toward the coffee on the table beside his legs.

"Already waiting." He smiles up at the drummer but his eyes drop down to look him over. It can't be helped with all the making out they did, seemingly every time they were near each other, public or not.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

Zack smiled as soon as he saw Damien with his long legs up and feet on the table. The coffee was a nice gesture as he took it and sipped it carefully. It was bitter but not that bad at all.

"Thanks for waiting for me. I nearly got lost and had to ask this old lady for directions."

He blushed since that sounded so lame. Yet, he wasn't about to make up some shitty excuse as to why he was late. The drummer sat down next to the Dog and just stared a little at Damien because he was so hot. He was always so sexy just with that hair and his cheek bones.

[hungercity_hellhound]

"I didn't notice." Damien had been sitting and people watching without much care about the time that passed or how long it took. When Zack sits down Damien reaches for his hair to play with it while they sit.

"I know the show ran late last night, did you get to sleep in?" It's a bit of small talk to relax the obviously shy drummer. The Dog can't help but smile when he catches that admiring stare.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

When Damien put his hands in the drummer's hair, Zack immediately blushed but didn't pull away because he liked having the Dog's hands in his long hair. It felt comforting and like something that would happen each time they met up with one another. As for when the tour would be over---Zack didn't want to think about being away from Damien for so long. So, he was going to make the most of it now as were all the other band members.

"Yeah, it did run really late and I'm pretty knackered still. I did get some sleep but during the night Joe ran into my room and jumped on my bed with Aarne playing do shots on Joe's ass. That was around 3am I think? Then Hunter came in slapping Gilly's naked ass in my room too so chaos all around. They eventually left around 5am so I got some sleep then."

Poor Zack. The joys of sharing a hotel with crazy band members.

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien would take any chance given to play with the drummer's long curls. It was also soothing to absently run his fingers in them.

"Don't you lock your door?" Damien could only imagine what would happen if he was shocked awake this way. It is a definite reminder to keep his weapons across the room.

For Zack

[hungercity_hellhound]

Continued from here

Damien arrived a little early because the quiet of this Central Park, and the safety was amazing. When the time got closer he started looking around from where he sat in Cyanide's back. A couple people stopped because the horse is huge, the half breed draft horses the Dogs were known for that easily stood six foot at the back, and wanted to pet Cyanide. Damien didn't mind since the horse was calm in most situations.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

Zack made his way towards Central Park to meet up with Damien and Cyanide. Was he nervous? Oh yes. He'd never ridden a real horse before, since ones at the carnival didn't count anyway, and was more than a little worried about making a complete idiot of himself. Damien was smart, sexy and had a horse. This made the drummer feel butterflies in his stomach as he walked up to the Dog, noticing the other people around petting his horse.

Oh, he was such a beautiful animal but huge.

"Hey, uh---she's beautiful. Large too. I love her colouring. What type of horse is she?"

The drummer had come prepared and pulled out a few sugar lumps from his pocket. Horses liked these didn't they?

[hungercity_hellhound]

When Damien finally saw the drummer he turned Cyanide away from the people petting her and trotted over. The rubber coated shoes they used to quiet thier horses didn't clip quite as much on the concrete.

Cyanide would definitely eat up treats. Damien glanced down at Zack while patting his horse's neck. "She's an appaloosa crossed with Clydesdale."

She pawed at the ground briefly, alert and used to a lot more chaos than there was here. Like her rider the quiet and safety was a little unnerving.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

Zack was happy that Cyanide did indeed enjoy eating the sugar lumps. He held his hand out flat and smiled. Horses were something he'd never really had much experience with but being with Damien he knew he'd get to learn a lot around the Dog. He also guessed that Jack and the other Dogs rode horses too.

"Appaloosa and Clydesdale? Nice. I don't know anything about horse though, mate. You might have to go slow with me. Bikes I do but horses? Nope."

He was a little nervous about getting atop such a big and powerful beast but knew Damien wouldn't rush things.

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien watched Zack get comfortable with Cyanide. The horse is already well aware of Zack by smell because her master has come back smelling like him before. She snorts a little but is otherwise gentle.

"Why don't you get up here." Damien pulled his foot out of one stirrup and pushed back in the saddle before offering a hand to help him up into the front of the saddle. "She's like a motorcycle with a mind of its own and more maneuverable."

Cyanide was used to carrying two riders because Damien trained some of the kids to ride. She would be ok with Zack joining him in the saddle, she stood patiently waiting.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

"Ok. Just don't let me fall, ok? I've never climbed a horse before."

Zack's worst fear was getting his foot caught or slipping from the stirrup and landing on his ass right in front of Damien. Yeah. That would be more than a little awkward on their first riding session. The drummer grabbed hold of the saddle with both hands and put one foot into the stirrup as he lifted himself up with surprising ease. Having drummer's arms helped with his upper body strength.

"Woah---this feels higher up than my bike."

He then wobbled back slightly into Damien, blushing at the action.

For Zack -Probably going into the NSFW gutter

[hungercity_hellhound]

continued from here

"I'll always listen." Damien nuzzled into the curls falling across Zack's forehead. He stroked the drummer's side while they cuddled. The closeness, even the weight of Zack in his lap, felt right. The kisses to his jaw were getting to him and even if he wanted to remain cuddly because the drummer had just been crying, his body started reacting. The hands in his hair got his pulse pounding almost instantly.

"The shyness is sexy." Damien whispered it into Zack's hair, giggling a little because it sounded more absurd being said than it did in his mind. "You're always sexy."

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

"It's just been a while since I've told anyone about my past. The other band members know but it's hard for me to speak about it."

He was grateful Damien had been this patient with him all this time and the Brit knew it couldn't have been easy for the Dog seeing everyone else get intimate except him. Was Zack ready to go a little further tonight? Maybe. He was still shy but wanted to share his body with the man he loved.

"You think it's sexy? You're sexy too and handsome. I'm in love with you, Damien."

Did they both have Jack to thank for this? It would seem so as now Zack was kissing Damien on the lips gently, sliding his palm along the taller man's chest.

[hungercity_hellhound]

"I'll listen to anything you want to tell me, whenever you are ready to." Damien used listening to Zack as an excuse to shove his own past away for now. He understood Zack's position because he was in it too.

"I've been telling you that since the night I met you." In one form or another the Dog was always complimenting the drummer. "I'm obsessed with you. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind."

Damien had only ever been in love once. Sure he'd been with other people, maybe not as many as these rockstars but love was something else, too dangerous in his position and his world. Here though things were seeping out around the edges, wants for things he thought his world would not allow.

Those lips on his got an instant moan from Damien but the hand on his chest caused him to get louder. Damien wrapped and arm around Zack, the other hand threading into the curls at the back of his head, pulling him in closer. Damien wanted this so badly right now.

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

"Yeah? You're---obsessed with me? Really? I....well, thanks. I'm in love with you, mate. You're so fucking hot and sexy and---I want to touch you."

Zack was loving the touch offered to him by the Dog as he sighed softly and then deepened the kiss, gently pressing kisses to Damien's jaw. Did he want more? Of course he did. He had been fantasising about laying in bed with the Dog---being touched and intimate things. Breaking off, Zack looked up with a shy glance, feeling his cheeks bloom flush with heat.

"I---I want you to touch me. Have you sucked a guy off before?"

It was a stupid question but one he had to ask.

[hungercity_hellhound]

"Since Jack pointed you out to me." Damien let go of Zack to shrug out of his jacket and threw it aside. His shirt quickly following it to the floor before pulling the drummer in against his now bear torso. He smiled while tugging at the bottom of Zack's shirt. "Can I take this off? I want you naked against me."

The Dog's heart is pounding as the lust that he'd pent up started burning hot. His head tipped back, chest rising quick as the drummer kissed along his jaw. It pulled a gasp from him and his tight leathers were quickly getting uncomfortably tight.

"Yes." Damien didn't think it was a dumb question and took a quick kiss from the young drummer's lips. "Have you?"

That flush across Zack's skin was arousing and Damien leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I can teach you how if you haven't."

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

"Uh yeah. I---oh."

Zack didn't know what to say so allowed Damien to tug at the bottom of his shirt bringing it up over his head so that the drummer was now shirtless, showing off a toned and sexy torso. Blushing deeply, the Brit looked up at the Dog and realised how close they were. Would he sleep with this boy----man tonight? He wasn't sure yet and he already had butterflies inside his stomach.

"I've been sucked but---I've never given one. Dumb I know but I'm not that experienced with boys that much."

Damien was willing to teach Zack and that caused him to smile a little as he pressed a kiss to the Dog's jaw. Excited, nervous and full of apprehension, Zack didn't know what else to say but he trusted the older man.

For Dee

[hungercity_hellhound]

From over here

"We don't need you wearing your arms out on the way to the stage." Damien rarely had a sense of humor like this, except when he was teaching. The seriousness of the guardian fell away for more of his personality.

"Do you feel ready to go across the lot to the restaurant?" The driving seemed a little less jerky than it had been at first.

Re: For Dee

[willoftheblackbird]

"Across the lot? I think so..." Dee looked up. "But you're not going to make me try to drive this in a busy restaurant, are you? That's... probably a disaster waiting to happen..."

He could just imagine what happened if he hit a server, or a table, or other guests, or heaven forbid something really ridiculous like a tank full of lobsters...

Re: For Dee

[hungercity_hellhound]

"You got it." Damien turned and started walking backward only to pause. "You'll need to learn sometime."

[willoftheblackbird]

Dee just sat there, blinking.

"And by it... you mean kidding? As in... you got to be kidding?"

Ten or fifteen or however many minutes in a parking lot in someone else's chair was hardly enough experience to be seen in an actual public space. With real people. Real obstacles. Really embarrassing ways to fuck shit up.

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien stopped. "No."

Damien shrugged. "I train people to do things more complicated than this all the time."

[willoftheblackbird]

"Well... Your security team is... highly skilled..." Dee stammered, albeit politely. "But I'd rather... um... avoid being publicly compared to a three year old in one of those Little Tykes cars."

He jerked as he accidentally made the chair lurch backwards.