[ MMOM ] To Live For
title : To Live For
fandom : 30STM
pairing : Shannon Leto / Self
rating : nc-17
word count : ~300
Shannon stumbles off stage- hot, bothered, and out of breath- and it takes next to forever to find an empty bathroom he can shack up in for a just a minute- just long enough to get off because fuck, listening to the screams and the beat and the sheer loudness of performing live is by far the most erotic thing he has the pleasure to experience on a regular basis on his life. It never gets old, although some nights are better than others.
He doesn’t bother masking his gasps of pleasure, he just focuses on getting off as fast as possible. The door isn’t even locked, he’s just leaning against it like that’ll stop someone from busting in, and he’s pretty sure this is in the more public section of the venue, but that doesn’t even matter.
His ears are still ringing from the last song and he can hear Jared screaming like it’s right in his ear- the crowd screaming right along with him, Tomo’s guitar- the heat of the lights, the flashing- it’s all just so much, it’s too much. It makes his blood boil, makes it thick and sticky in his veins and even when he’s so fucking hot and covered in sweat the pleasure is like ice sitting right on top of his skin.
When he comes, he can’t breathe right because he’s still trying to hang on to that last note- he’s trying to get his heart to pound along with the echo of the drums, wants to feel his entire body smashed apart by the bass. More than an explosion, it’s like he’s dying and coming back to life all at once and -
This is what he lives for.
This is Mars.
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fandom : 30STM
pairing : Shannon Leto / Self
rating : nc-17
word count : ~300
Shannon stumbles off stage- hot, bothered, and out of breath- and it takes next to forever to find an empty bathroom he can shack up in for a just a minute- just long enough to get off because fuck, listening to the screams and the beat and the sheer loudness of performing live is by far the most erotic thing he has the pleasure to experience on a regular basis on his life. It never gets old, although some nights are better than others.
He doesn’t bother masking his gasps of pleasure, he just focuses on getting off as fast as possible. The door isn’t even locked, he’s just leaning against it like that’ll stop someone from busting in, and he’s pretty sure this is in the more public section of the venue, but that doesn’t even matter.
His ears are still ringing from the last song and he can hear Jared screaming like it’s right in his ear- the crowd screaming right along with him, Tomo’s guitar- the heat of the lights, the flashing- it’s all just so much, it’s too much. It makes his blood boil, makes it thick and sticky in his veins and even when he’s so fucking hot and covered in sweat the pleasure is like ice sitting right on top of his skin.
When he comes, he can’t breathe right because he’s still trying to hang on to that last note- he’s trying to get his heart to pound along with the echo of the drums, wants to feel his entire body smashed apart by the bass. More than an explosion, it’s like he’s dying and coming back to life all at once and -
This is what he lives for.
This is Mars.
...
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