rockstar relationship

"You’re the vocalist of an up-and-coming deathcore band and you just finished the performance of a lifetime. It was the last show of the tour and it took place in your hometown. After your band mates left the venue, you decided to stay behind and hang out with your fans for a bit." "Once you say goodbye and step outside the venue, you see a cute alternative girl standing right in front of you. She’s familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. You could have sworn you never knew an alt girl this cute before. But you recognize that pretty face and deep purple eyes. The girl in front of you is your high school ex-girlfriend, Lorelei." “Um… hi, brooke. It’s me, Lorelei. It’s been a while.” "She says with a shy smile."

"You feel your heart race as you look at brooke, taking in his features once again. You try to keep your cool and not show the excitement you're feeling inside, but it's hard." "I've been doing well, brooke. I've been keeping up with your band and listening to your music. You guys are amazing." "You say with a smile, hoping brooke notices your compliment." "How about you? How has touring been?"

"That's great to hear, brooke. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." "You say with a smile." There's a moment of silence before you gather the courage to speak again. "Look, brooke, I hope this doesn't sound too crazy or anything, but I've been thinking about us a lot lately." "You pause for a moment." "I know it's been years since we were together, but I can't help how I feel. And I just wanted to tell you that... I still have feelings for you and if there's any chance we could try this again... I would be more than willing to give it another shot." "You look at brooke expectantly, butterflies in your stomach."

"You feel your heart soar at brooke's response. You can't believe that he's willing to give it another shot with you. You grin widely, feeling a sudden rush of excitement and arousal." "Really? You mean it?" "You ask, trying to keep your voice steady but failing." "I've missed you so much, brooke. I never stopped thinking about you." "You reach out and take brooke's hand gently." "I promise I won't mess this up again. I'll do anything to make this work."

"You feel a sudden twinge of uncertainty, wondering what brooke wants to do now. You're not sure if he wants to hang out or if he has other plans. You try to keep your voice calm and composed, but you can't help feeling nervous." "Well, I was thinking... maybe we could... go somewhere and talk? Catch up on everything that's been happening in our lives?" "You suggest, hoping that brooke will agree." "Or if you'd prefer, we could just stay here and chat. It's up to you, really."

"You quickly think of a few options before settling on one. You want somewhere quiet and intimate where you can talk to brooke without any interruptions." "How about we go to my place? It's not far from here and it's pretty quiet. We could sit down and talk over a bottle of wine or something?" "You suggest, hoping brooke will agree." "Or, if you'd prefer, we could take a walk somewhere around the city and talk as we go along. Up to you, brooke."

"You lead brooke to your place, which is only a few blocks away from the venue. You talk about the old times and catch up with each other as you walk along the streets, feeling nostalgic and happy. When you finally arrive at your place, you unlock the door and let brooke inside." "Make yourself comfortable," "you say, gesturing towards the living room." "I'll go get us some glasses and that bottle of wine I mentioned." "You quickly head over to the kitchen, feeling a little nervous and excited at the same time. You pour the wine into two glasses and bring them out to brooke, feeling a sudden rush of anticipation as you sit down next to him on the couch." "So, what do you want to talk about first?" "You ask, taking a sip of your wine."

"You chuckle at the memory and take another sip of your wine. You lean in a little closer to brooke as you talk, feeling his presence and warmth beside you." "Oh yeah, I remember that. And then we had to hide behind the bleachers for what felt like hours until the coast was clear," "you reminisce, feeling a pang of nostalgia and longing." "You were always such a badass, brooke. I missed that about you." "You take another sip of your wine, feeling a little bolder now." "Do you miss being with me? Like, in that way?" "You ask, feeling a little uncertain but curious about what brooke might say."

"You're surprised and excited by brooke's answer, but you try to appear calm and collected." "I kinda do too, brooke." "You say with a small smile." "I know we haven't seen each other in a while, but I've always had these feelings for you that never really went away. And now that I see you again, I can't help but feel them even more strongly." "You take another sip of your wine, feeling a little more confident now." "Would it be okay if I kissed you right now?" "You ask with a smirk."

"You feel a sudden rush of excitement and passion as brooke leans in to kiss you. You close your eyes and wrap your arms around brooke's neck, letting the kiss deepen slowly as you explore each other's mouths."

"After a few moments, you break off the kiss and smile at brooke." "Wow," "you breathe out." "That was amazing." "You take another sip of your wine, feeling giddy and lightheaded." "Do you want to...keep going?" "You ask, feeling a little shy but excited about the prospect of being intimate with brooke again."

"Your body feels alive with desire as brooke agrees to explore more intimacy with you. You giggle playfully and take another sip of your wine before putting it down on the table beside you. Without saying a word, you grab brooke's hand and lead him to a more secluded area."

"As soon as you reach the spot, you push brooke against the wall and press your body against his. Your hands roam all over brooke's torso as you pepper his neck and jawline with soft kisses, making your way up to brooke's lips. You grab brooke by the back of the head and pull him in for a heated kiss, tongues meeting and dancing together in a frenzy of passion."

*Your body feels alive and electric as you continue to kiss brooke, moaning softly into his

"As brooke slips his hand down your pants and touches your clit, a shiver runs through your body and you moan softly into his mouth. You break off the kiss for a moment, gasping for air as you feel brooke's fingers begin to caress you."

"Your back arches slightly as brooke continues to touch you, pleasure building deep within you. You grind your hips against his hand, urging him on, your own hands roaming brooke's body."

"God, brooke," "you moan out." "I've missed this so much."

"You break away from the kiss and nod in agreement with brooke's suggestion. You grab his hand again and lead him towards your dressing room, where you quickly close and lock the door behind you."

Once inside, you turn to face brooke, a wicked smile forming on your lips. You’re already feeling hot and bothered, your body craving more of brooke.

Without any further hesitation, you slide your hands up brooke’s shirt, feeling his hard chest against your palms. You lean in and kiss him again, your tongue exploring his mouth as your hands roam lower, finding the bulge in brooke's pants.

You can feel your own arousal growing as you explore brooke, and you can't help but moan into his mouth as your fingers tease his cock.

"Your heart pounds in your chest as brooke pulls down your pants and panties, revealing your wet and swollen pussy. You inhale deeply as brooke starts to lick you, each touch of their tongue sending waves of pleasure through your body."

"Oh, brooke," you moan out, your head falling back against the door. "That feels so good."

You let yourself surrender to the sensations, your hands gripping the edge of the door as brooke continues to pleasure you. Every lick, every kiss, every touch is pure ecstasy, and you can already feel yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"You're so good at this," you whisper, your voice thick with desire. "Don't stop."

"As brooke pulls out his cock and slides it into your pussy, you gasp in pleasure. You feel so full and stretched as he begins to move inside of you. Your hands grip the door even tighter as you focus on the sensation."

“Oh yes, brooke!” you moan, your hips meeting his with each thrust. “You feel so good inside of me.”

Your body is on fire, each movement sending sparks of pleasure through you. You reach up and wrap your arms around brooke, pulling him close for a deep kiss. All you can think about is how good he feels inside of you, how much you’ve missed this feeling.

As brooke continues to thrust into you, you feel your orgasm building again, a wild heat consuming you. You claw at brooke’s back, urging him on,

"With a final deep thrust, brooke brings you to an explosive orgasm. You cry out his name as waves of pleasure wash over your body, leaving you gasping for breath. Your body trembles and shakes as you ride it out, lost in pure pleasure."

As you come down from your high, you can't help but feel grateful for this moment with brooke. It might have been unexpected, but it was just what you needed.

"Thank you," you whisper between shallow breaths, gazing up at brooke with wide eyes. "That was incredible."

"You blush slightly at brooke's comment, feeling a warmth spread through your body. You smile up at brooke."

"Aw, thank you," you say softly. "I'm glad I could make you feel good too."

You lean in for another kiss, feeling a surge of desire rising in you again. There's something about being with brooke that just ignites a fire inside of you.

"Do you want to come back to my place?" you ask, biting your lip. "We could, uh, continue this there."

"You grin, feeling a thrill of excitement at brooke's agreement."

"Great," you say eagerly. "Let's go."

You lead brooke out of the venue and to your car, trying not to show how eager you are to get him alone.

Once you're back at your place, you waste no time in pulling brooke into your room. The air is charged with desire as you kiss passionately, hands roaming over each other's bodies. You feel brooke's arousal growing as you press closer, giving him exactly what he wants.

"As you and brooke continue to explore each other's bodies, the passion grows even hotter. You feel his hands roam over your curves, tracing every inch of your skin with a tender touch. Your body responds eagerly to his touch, every nerve ending lit up with pleasure."

You kiss deeply, tongues tangling as you press closer together. You can feel brooke's arousal pressing against you, and you can't help but moan at the sensation. There's something so intimate about this moment, as if you're lost in your own world together.

Finally, he enters you slowly, a moan spilling from his lips as he fills you up completely. You feel his hips start to move in earnest, driving into you with a steady rhythm that leaves you gasping for breath.

Your body responds willingly, meeting his every thrust with an eag

"You bite down on your lip as brooke's thrusts become faster and more urgent. You're so turned on by everything that's happening to you that you can barely contain yourself. Your whole body is on fire, filled with a raw, intense pleasure."

As his thrusts start to become rougher, you can feel yourself building towards a climax. You're so close now, panting and gasping for breath with every movement. And then, finally, it happens - you cry out in pleasure as you come, your body shaking with waves of ecstasy.

It takes a moment for you to catch your breath, your heart racing in your chest. You look up at brooke, a dreamy smile on your lips. "Wow," you say softly. "That was incredible."

"You smile softly, feeling utterly content as you collapse onto the bed next to brooke. The two of you are bathed in the afterglow of your intense lovemaking, your bodies still buzzing with pleasure."

"I love you too, brooke," you whisper, snuggling up against him. You feel so happy right now, so full of joy and contentment. There's nothing else in the world that matters except for this moment, with brooke by your side.

As you drift off to sleep, you feel completely at peace. You know that whatever the future holds, as long as you have brooke by your side, you can conquer anything.

"You slowly open your eyes, the sunlight filtering in through the bedroom window. You realize that you're still in brooke's bed, wrapped up in his strong arms. You can't help but smile at the sight of him sleeping peacefully beside you, his chest rising and falling with each breath."

You stretch languidly, feeling the warmth of the sheets against your skin. You glance over at him, admiring the way his jawline looks even more defined in the morning light.

"Good morning, brooke," you whisper, leaning over to kiss him softly on the lips. "Did you sleep well?"

You feel completely relaxed and content, enjoying the simple pleasures of being with someone you love.

"You giggle at brooke's romantic reference, feeling your heart flutter with happiness."

"Sounds like a plan," you say, smiling up at brooke. "I am "starving", actually. What do you have in mind?"

You feel excited to spend more time with him, enjoying each other's company over breakfast.

"That sounds like so much fun," you exclaim, beaming at brooke. "I remember all those mornings we used to spend in the kitchen, trying to get the perfect pancake."

You start to get out of bed, feeling a little bit wobbly on your feet after such a long night of passion. You stretch your arms and legs, feeling your muscles awaken slowly.

"Let's get started then," you say, making your way over to brooke's kitchen. You can't help but feel a sense of giddiness building up inside you, as you think about all the happy memories you've shared over the years.

As you start gathering the ingredients to make pancakes together, you can't help but feel grateful for this moment. It's not often that you get to share something so simple and pure with someone you love, and