Glitterific! (The Sparkliest Tour Ever), 10

Aug 23, 2010 12:55

Glitterific! (The Sparkliest Tour Ever)
Author: heartsdesire456
Rating: up to NC-17
POV: 3rd
Pairing: Multiple
Summary: (forgive the lame ass summary, its not a serious fic, its practically crack!) Tokio Hotel's lower ticket sales and expensive tour have left them in a tight spot. When their management find the best answer to their dilemma, they find themselves in a place they never wanted to be...second in line-up for a Adam Lambert tour. When the openers end up being newly reunited Cinema Bizarre, who feel lucky to just get a chance to tour North America again, one thing is for sure... it is sure to be the sparkliest tour ever.
Author's Note: GOTTA RUN! NO TIME TO TALK! ENJOY



Georg stood, gaping as he saw Strify’s dancing as he sang. Gustav was laughing under his breath at him the whole time he stared, but Georg couldn’t take his eyes of the man with the microphone. He looked at the strip of skin showing between Strify’s pants and shirt and felt his stomach stir. “Jesus Christ, I really am into dudes,” he groaned to himself.

“What?” Gustav asked curiously.

Georg groaned and tore his eyes from Strify to look at his friend. “I said I guess I really am into men,” he said, and Gustav rolled his eyes.

“Don’t feel bad, I’m pretty sure Strify doesn’t count,” he said, and Georg chuckled.

“Well he has a penis, I’m pretty sure that makes him a guy,” he said.

Gustav shrugged. “That’s about the only thing that does.” Georg just laughed and shook his head, turning to see Strify looking at him as he sang, which made the laughter die in his throat as he felt his pants tightening.

“I wanna show you all my faces. I wanna be a masochist-“ Georg felt his imagination wander for a split second before the next lyric broke through. “I wanna rule your sexuality-“

“Too late for that,” Georg muttered, and Gustav burst into laughter beside him.
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Georg smirked as he saw Strify, Shin, and Yu just off stage. He waited for the break to change instruments then stripped off his shirt, tossing it down beside his water bottle. He took his bass with a smile and a nod, ignoring the screams as he walked back into the light. After they played another song he nodded at Tom, who shook his head vehemently. Georg turned to Gustav with a pleading look. Gustav rolled his eyes, but peeled off his wife-beater, careful of his head piece. Georg threw his arms up in victory, then rushed to jump into the song as Bill glared at him pointedly.

Halfway through the song he looked over and saw Strify eyeing him in what Georg could only imagine was hungrily. He winked at him, earning a dropped jaw. He smirked and tossed his hair back and played harder with the knowledge that he had a personal audience.
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“Hot damn, look at the ass on that boy.” Strify looked up as Adam got to his side, looking at Gustav, who was tossing water on the crowd. “I want an ass like that,” he said, pouting as he tried to look back at his own ass.

Strify smirked. “I’ve got a great ass, thankfully,” he said, and Shin just snorted.

“Not as nice as Gustav’s,” he said.

Strify rolled his eyes. “You have a crush on him though, I don’t,” he said. Shin just blushed and whined, turning to hide his face in Yu’s shoulder.

The guys walked off stage and Bill was clapping. “Oh my God, we did so well!” he cried, high-fiving Gustav, who was just behind him. “Tomi, you did great!” he called, and his brother just smirked.

“Of course I did,” he said.

Yu scoffed. “Too big of a pussy to take off your shirt though,” he said, and Tom glared.

“I don’t need to get naked to make all the girls scream,” he said, smirking.

“If you did get naked they’d scream, but it wouldn’t be out of excitement,” Yu countered and Tom glowered.

“Shut up, both of you,” Bill snapped, shoving Tom lightly.

Georg came in and Strify shot him a look. “What?” he asked, grinning smugly.

“Wipe that look off your face,” Strify said, turning on his heel to walk off, making sure to shake his ass as he went.

Georg just saluted his band mates. “See you later!” he called, jogging off after Strify.

Gustav rolled his eyes. “Horny bastard,” he chuckled, walking over to put on his shirt.

“Hey,” He looked up as he heard a soft voice. He saw Shin standing beside him with his arms crossed shyly. “Um… you did really well,” he said, head down.

Gustav smiled genuinely. “Thank you. You’re great too,” he said, feeling his stomach flutter at the bright smile that erupted on the tall man’s face.

“You really think so?” Shin asked, then blushed. “I mean… um… thank you.”

Gustav just chuckled. “Of course I do. I have no reason to lie,” he said. “You play really well for someone who doesn’t use as much aggression,” he said. “It’s very technical,” he said.

Shin smiled. “Music is my life,” he breathed, biting his lip. “I practice so much just so I’ll be sure to be good enough,” he admitted.

Gustav nodded, smiling shyly. “That’s what I tell the others when they want me to come out with them. I need to practice. Without me, they’ll all sound like shit,” he teased.

Shin smiled. “Well, the others are really good, but they would have problems without a strong beat driving them,” he said.

Gustav smiled shyly up at the blonde boy. “I need to go make sure my drums get loaded up,” he said reluctantly and Shin nodded in understanding, looking down. “Will you be here watching Adam perform?” Gustav asked and Shin nodded.

“Yeah, he’s very good,” he said.

Gustav smiled. “Yes, he is.” He looked over and then smiled. “I’ll be back in a little while. I’d love to talk some more,” he said and Shin looked up with a bright smile that made Gustav’s brain cloud some.

“That would be fun,” Shin said shyly. Gustav blushed and ducked his head, then nodded and turned away. Shin watched him walk away then blushed and groaned as he walked back over to where Yu was still standing. “I just made the biggest fool of myself!” he whined, pouting as he looked through his bangs.

Yu rolled his eyes. “He was just as bad, don’t worry. You’re both bashful idiots,” he said, cuffing Shin on the ear playfully. “You blush well together,” he said with mock solemnity that made Shin roll his eyes.
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“Fucking hell, oh God, GEORG!” Strify cried, nails digging into Georg’s shoulder as Georg fucked him hard and fast. He was hunched awkwardly against the mirror with his lower back on the makeup counter. Georg had swiped off all their makeup and sat him on it, then proceeded to strip him completely naked and fuck him right there with his shoulders and head against the mirror.

“So hot, oh fuck,” Georg groaned, biting Strify’s shoulder hard enough to sting but not hard enough to bruise. He has Strify’s legs around his waist and his nails digging into his thighs as he fucked him as hard and fast as he could. There was no lock on the door, so the others would be able to walk in at any minute. Strify moaned and cried out, legs tightening around Georg as he went even deeper and harder.

“Please, please, oh so close, Georg!” he begged, tossing his head to the side as he arched, reaching between them to get a hand around his own erection.

Georg thrust in at an angle that made Strify scream and he smirked, pounding into him harder at the same angle. “Fucking hell, so hot,” he groaned, pumping his hips harder.

Strify arched his back and screamed as he came into his fist. The left hand, which was hanging onto Georg’s shoulder, gouged at Georg’s back, making him whine but moan as well as Strify tightened around him. “Oh, Georg,” he moaned, panting as he came down. He moved his left hand to fist in Georg’s hair, then looked into green eyes as he lifted his cum-covered hand and sucked his fingers cleaned. Georg moaned at the sight, whimpering at the image of Strify licking his own cum off his hand.

“Fucking hell,” Georg thrust into Strify a few times, possibly too hard judging by the strangled yelp Strify let out as he thrust violently one last time and came, body tightening as his orgasm shook his body. “Fuuuuuuuck!” he moaned, whining through his teeth.

He collapsed against Strify, who was panting. Strify tugged his hair lightly and kissed him, groaning as he untangled his hand and stroked his hair in a half-dazed way. “I think you broke me,” he groaned and Georg laughed against his jaw.

“Hopefully you mean that in a good way,” he said softly, pulling out of Strify as he straightened up.

Strify slid down from the counter top and whimpered. “Possibly both ways,” he said, shaking his head. “I never get fucked this hard, so my poor body isn’t used to it,” he said. He pulled his pants on, looking up. “How the hell do you fuck women? They’re usually all about slower and shit, not hard, violent fucking,” he said.

Georg chuckled, zipping his jeans as he walked back over. “I actually have only had one or two women ever wanna fuck like that.” He pulled Strify into his chest and kissed him, earning a soft groan. “I’m good at making love too,” he mumbled, earning a smile before Strify kissed him again.

“Maybe later I’ll have to see how you are at slow sex,” he said, kissing Georg again. “You’re one hell of a kisser,” he said, kissing him deeper. Georg groaned deep in his chest, sending a shiver down Strify’s spine as he wrapped his arms around Georg’s neck, humming as Georg pulled him close by his waist.

“Jesus, I’m so fucking hot and sweaty-oh my God!” They jumped apart and turned, blushing when they saw Tom and Bill standing in the doorway. “Good God!” Tom cried. “Couldn’t keep it in your pants?!” he huffed and Strify smirked, going to pull on his shirt.

“Oh come on, if you’re jealous of Georg getting my ass and not you, just say it,” he said, winking as he turned back and pulled Georg into a quick kiss. “Later,” he said, turning to strut out of the room. Georg just chuckled and pulled on his own shirt, watching the door shut behind one last flash of bleached hair.
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“Who’s your favorite drummer?” Shin asked, walking with his hands in his pockets beside Gustav, who was looking down at the floor.

“Um… probably… Lars Ulrich from Metallica,” he said, then looked up. “You?” he asked.

Shin blushed. “Shinya from Dir en Grey. It’s where I got my name,” he said.

Gustav looked up. “What’s your real name?” he asked almost sheepishly.

“Marcel,” he said softly. “Marcel Gothow.”

Gustav smiled. “I like that name,” he said, and Shin smiled. “Which do you like better, your real name or the other?” he asked.

Shin blushed. “I sort of like my girl-name best. It’s the only one I got to pick,” he admitted. “Rosetta is a pretty name.” He smiled. “But of my others I like Shin best. I go by Marcel when I’m at home and my twitter and stuff, though. So I can’t pick one,” he said. “Not like Strify. He didn’t even tell me his real name for a few months of knowing him,” he said, smiling. “Same with Yu. I think Yu’s American friends don’t even know his real name.”

Gustav smirked. “What are they?” he asked.

Shin pushed his bangs from his eyes, smiling. “Strify’s real name is Andreas and Yu’s is Hannes.”

Gustav chuckled. “Too plain for them?” he asked, and Shin nodded. “Eh, Andreas is a really common name,” he said. “Bill and Tom’s best friend is named Andreas,” he said. “I guess we all like our names as they are though,” he said, and Shin smiled.

“It was all part of our image. Strify and Yu and Kiro had the idea before they found me and our first keyboardist,” he said. He smiled and giggled. “There was a toy monkey called Siro, and Strify decided to just change it some and call him Kiro,” he said, smiling.

Gustav chuckled. “He is silly like one,” he said, and Shin smiled.

“Carsten is my best friend. When we stopped working together, Yu and Romeo, our keyboardist, went off together, Strify went off to be on his own, and me and Kiro were sort of left with nothing to do. We had been living together with Strify, but Strify left and Kiro moved in with Ricky and I had to get another apartment, because our old one was too big and I couldn’t afford it. I’d never lived alone before and I didn’t have a job or anything to do really.” He smiled. “So I got more serious about being Rosetta. Me and Kiro were still all the time hanging out and with Ricky, so I wasn’t alone, but it was strange for a while,” he said. “It gets lonely making music by yourself,” he said.

Gustav smiled and stopped, staring at the tall blonde in wonder. “I think that’s the most I’ve ever heard you say at once,” he teased and Shin blushed but shrugged, messing with his hair.

“I feel more comfortable around you,” he admitted, smiling shyly.

Gustav just gave him a smile. “I like hearing you talk,” he admitted, blushing as he caught Shin’s eye and they both turned away, hands going into their pockets as they started walking again.
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