Music MEME :D
1. Under My Skin
Bob moved slowly, his hips swaying back and forth as he closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he allowed the hot water to flow over his slowly reddening skin, he smiled to himself warmly. Gerry was talking to him, over his new profile, and over the phone now. It was such a damn shame that he had to be away from the older man. "This affair isn't going to go well.. and I know so." The deep, rich smoothing voice sang to him as he played the music loudly. He sighed softly to himself before grabbing the shampoo and started in on washing his reddening skin while he continued to think about One-Two, the man was so attractive, yet there he was, single and alone. The man complained alot about being single, Bob had offered himself and One-Two continually refused him. It was frustrating, but he knew why... It was extremely annoying that men had this block, that stopped them from being able to find the highest plain of pleasure. Insecurities. "Cos I got you... under my skin~"
2. White Christmas
With his hand on the soft, round hip, One-Two leaned in, allowing himself to grin and relax as he danced with his fiance. Holly was so beautiful this Christmas, he hummed softly to the song that was playing on their shared stereo. "I'm dreaming of a Whiiii~te Christmas." Gerry sang softly along to Louis Armstrong, grinning down at the woman of his dreams, of his life. He leaned in close and kissed the woman softly on her lips, smiling when they parted. "I love you Holly." He murmured to her gently, she blushed and smiled back at him. "Marry Christmas Gerry..."
3. Only Time
Nodding his head to the music lightly, as it went from some random rock song to a very slow, almost Irish kind of song. Paul looked over at the stereo angrily before grunting toward it, he took one of the soft pillows and threw it toward the black thing. Sighing, he crossed his arms as he slumped down into his very plush couch, glaring at nothing for a few moments. "Where is he? Zoyle said he'd be here... bastard..." He muttered to himself before starting to touch his stomach boredly, he stared down at it for a few minutes before chuckling to himself, knowing that Zoyle was probably just held up in some meeting with 'The Man' it wasn't his fault. The Alien groaned louder at the music as it continued on, "what a crock of shit." He snapped at nothing before getting off of his couch and pacing around the very comfortable, colourful room impatiently. Would Zoyle appear? Would he come up? Would he actually do as he promised and visit him before midnight tonight? Sighing roughly to himself, Paul ran his hand over his forehead. He couldn't stop thinking about Zoyle.
4. Over & Over
Strumming the guitar slowly as he sat in his living room, his mind blank from all thought... well minus the thought of his lover, his boyfriend, Gerry. The bastard had a job in France, and he wasn't talking to Bob much. Bob closed his eyes tightly before growling to himself, he hadn't done much to his guitar in the last... how long ago did One-Two actually agree to being his boyfriend? When was it 'established'? Sighing to himself, Bob set the guitar aside before leaning over his couch and lining the white coke up evenly, quickly and smoothly before closing one nostril and snorting the illegal drug up into his system. His troubles went away, he slowly sat back, smiling to himself, closing his eyes as he allowed some invisible music play in his ears. Opening his green eyes, Bob stared at his guitar before plucking at it again. Grabbing the neck of the guitar, he stood up suddenly and slammed the instrument into his glass table and shattering both the guitar and the glass table. "Fucker!!"
5. Poker Face
Christopher stared at the camera for a moment before the click started, he moved, instantly, his movements jerky and stiff, but that was what it was supposed to be. It wasn't a moment longer before the famous singer, Lady GaGa appeared in his photos, they moved pratically like robots, battling each other. Chris was pleased with the photos when he saw the end of the shoot before looking over at Zach, the dark haired actor shrugged, as if he wasn't amused and not to happy with the pictures. The deep blue eyes stared at the man with the perfect poker-face when he wanted it, "oh c'mon Zach, these pictures are good! Not the best, not like your pictures... but they're good." He said, his voice faded half way through of him trying to prove to Zach that they were good pictures, they were worth the money that Chris had accepted. The tall, dark and handsome actor shrugged again, "I'm indifferent." He muttered before turning to the woman that had done the shoot with Chris, he walked over to her and started to talk to her. His face was completely blank, it was like he was Spock again. Chris groaned in frustration before walking by Zach, as he walked by the taller actor, he grabbed a hold of his elbow, saying excuse me to the blond singer and dragging Zach toward the doors, "are you just jealous? What's goin' on Zach? Why are you acting like Spock?" He asked, defensively, hoping that it wasn't him who made Zach angry.
6. Gone Forever
When Sass and him started to sleep together, Robert didn't feel the same, he craved the sex of course, but he didn't feel... right. He gathered, Robert sighed tightly and rubbed his eyes tightly. And it really didn't feel right when he kept thinking about Dominic instead of Sass... shit, he really felt bad for Sass because he nearly called the dark skinned man Dominic once during one of their romps. Robert sighed as he put the cigarette to his mouth, the blond Extractor still on his mind. "Tell myself... that I don't miss you at all." He muttered to himself before groaning, it was a lie. He needed Cobb, he did... but Robert didn't want him around, not after... not after what he did. Ugh, Robert felt so conflicted. Hearing his phone beep once, Robert took a look at it. It was midnight, technically 03/24/11... Bob Bobski was going to be safe from Liam One-Two today. A evil smirk appeared on his face as he took a drag of his cigarette, and he would give Sass a good fuck for his excitment today, later today. Oh, this was so... so fun. He was so happy with himself, and so proud of his achivements. "Bye Cobb..." He growled to himself and clicked off of the facebook tab.
7. Lying From You
He hated himself, he hated his life, but most of all... He hated his father. Bob groaned to himself as he flopped back onto the couch of his so called Secondary school principal's office. He growled to himself, he had gotten into a fight a few minutes ago, kicking the shit out of some poor Football star's ass. The Brit grinned to himself and shifted on the couch, deciding he could use his body to get out of this situation, leave the school and go find his snow buddy. Waiting a few moments, Bob made sure that no one else was going to be coming in but the Principal, he stroked himself through his jeans before splaying himself messily on the couch, his legs spread open. This was going to be easy, if he could get a good suck off for the Principal, he could get out of the school and never have to go home simply because he wouldn't remember which way 'home' was. He would just simply get screwed into the snowy oblivion and then he would just... eventually fade away. If he got lucky, maybe he'd overdose and finally die so that no one had to deal with him and his junky ways.
8. Closer
It was pure, utter terror. Zim stared at the man that was taller, that controlled his life and the lives of many other people. He had left that Irken a long time ago, yet here they were, on Earth, standing face to face. Zim stared in utter horror, he slowly took a step back; okay well they really weren't face to face, Zim was just staring at the back of the Mexican's head. It was still horrorfying for him though, because he knew that if Vaokiz ever knew he was here, he would be dead, he would be that little thing he was a long, long time ago once again. Zim swallowed thichky before looking around, his white skin turning another shade of white before he started to push through the crowd of people and starting back toward his base. He had to get Gir and get out of here, he had to get away from Vaokiz before the Irken knew he was there, and he had to get out of there before Dib knew he was here too... Because he knew Dib would find out soon, his life was total utter shit and being on Earth made him feel a bit better because no one knew him him. Now that he saw that Vaokiz was there, on Earth, he knew he couldn't be here. Not anymore, it was too close of a call right now and who knew? What was going to happen next? Zim was afraid of the results, he rubbed the stupid contacts roughly before looking at his watch. The reflection, suddenly he felt an arm around his waist, pulling him into the alley way. "Where do you think you're going, Ziiim?" The voice hissed in his ear, Zim stiffened before trying to become dead weight. If he could knock Vaokiz's balance, he could get away. But Vao seemed to predict this and threw him to the ground, stepping on his chest before grinning maliciously at Zim. "Fancy seeing you here." He snaked his tongue across his own lips, it was still his Irken tongue, Zim shook and trembled under Vao's foot, "I-I have no idea wh-who you're talkin' 'bout." Zim tried to speak like a dumb human, but Vao only dug his foot in deeper, "welcome back... fuckthing." He said slowly, smirking.
9. Asylum
Gerard was so fucking pissed off at the moment, he closed his eyes and hit his head back against the wall of the cell a few times before heard the cell doors unlock and open. He slowly got off of the bed, in the ridicilous orange suit. Growling to himself, he got out of the cell and stood there as the guards did their usual routine, he wasn't allowed a phone call. Which did nothing to help his red, he needed to talk to Bob, to tell him what's going on to make sure that the kid was alright. To make sure his lover was alright. When the guards were done, the lead Guard waved his hand and told them to go back into their pretty cells, Gerard walked into the cell before lying down on the bed one more time, he tapped his foot to some unknown music before tossing back and forth on the bed, trying to get comfortable enough to sleep and put his mind off of Bob for a few minutes, he couldn't believe what the fuck happened. Those dirty bastards got him quickly, who the hell had done this? He didn't kill this man in L.A before he and Bob left to go to Mama's house. What was going on? He needed to get out, but how could he get out of this state of the art prison? Deer Lodge, MT... He stood up and started to pace, when that got boring, One-Two started to work out, he wished that Bob would of shown him that 'speical' work out before he was incarcirated. That bastard, what was his name? Lassiter... Yeah, that dirty bastard had something to do with it. He knew it, he knew that what happened in L.A between him in Bob... Swallowing thickly, he sat down and covered his face in shame. "What have I done...?"
10. Sharp Dressed Man
Knowing that Gerry wanted him to dress nicely for him, because he knew that Gerry loved him in a suit, Bob stood in the nicest suit shop that Bozeman, Montana could give him, he stared at the clothes blandly. He hated suits, he hated them with a passion of a thousand white suns. Sighing to himself, Bob leaned back against the wall, deciding that he would go for a basic kind of look. Thin black tie, white shirt, white under shirt, black slacks and a black suit jacket. But then he thought about it, maybe Gerry wouldn't like the blandness. Groaning to himself, Bob ran a hand through his short, nazi-looking hair before he grabbed a few different things and walking over to one of the dressers, "what would you suggest?" He asked the man, who looked Bob over then took the pants from Bob and set them aside, he took Bob up to a small circular step up, and made him stand there while the dresser went off and got him a few things to change into. Bob groaned even louder and hunched over, not feeling comfortable in the shop at all; he checked his phone before sighing. When he got his suit, Bob stepped out of the shop, he needed to make sure that Gerry got his time with Mama, because he knew that maybe, just maybe if him and Mama talked, they would get through this... bump in the road, or whatever it was at that moment. He wasn't sure of what was going on between them, between him and his lover, but he was sure it wasn't going to be ending pretty... and maybe it would end soon. That scared him, Bob cleared his throat before slowly walking down the sidewalks of Bozeman, looking bored as fuck as he waited nearly an hour before grabbing a quick ride to Mama's.