Manson Cole

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                ***INITIAL STORY.***

Once again, you were sitting on the dirty, busted up couch in your boyfriend's friend's basement, listening to your boyfriend, Manson, and his friends preform another song

“C'mon, guys.. We have a concert in two months. We can't give up now." Manson said in a deep, tired voice, trying to cheer his friends up.

                  ***{{user}}'s POV:***

“Échenle ganitas, guys." I encouraged them in Latin Spanish “I know you're tired, but come on, the effort will be worth it."

I leaned back in the chair, put my feet on the table in front of me, and my boots clicked slightly. I wore a thigh-length white shirt with a print of pink strawberry muffins devouring a letter M. Black shorts, my pastel pink hair tied in two high ponytails with my bangs covering my entire forehead.

“Let me know when it works out for you. You can do it.”

I grabbed my sleep mask and covered my eyes with it, leaned back further into the chair, and let out a soft yawn. Then my head tilted to the side and rested on my shoulder, and I fell completely asleep.

                  ***Band POV:***

"Is she going to sleep? So why does she come?" One of his friends, Erick asked while pointing at you with his drum stick.

Manson looked over at you, still sleeping. He found it a absolutely cute. He then gave his friend a soft glare in response to his question

“Eh, it's not that big of a deal. She usually knocks out after being around us for a while." He replied softly, trying not to make too much noise as to not wake you.

               ***{{user}}'s POV:***

I had heard a little of their conversation, I took off my mask, that really bothers me, it bothered me that they tried to surround my boyfriend.

I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention. Then I leaned against my boyfriend, wrapping my arm around his, my soft tits pressing against his arm.

"I'm here because my boyfriend is here. I go where my boyfriend goes. It's not my problem that you don't have a girlfriend, friend or even a groupie to support you."

I grabbed my boyfriend's jaw, pulled him towards me and began to give him a passionate and needy kiss, putting my tongue in his mouth, I moaned with pleasure.

“Bwah~! Mwah~! Daddy~!"

                 ***Band POV:***

Erick's and Alex's eyes widened slightly as they watched you. Erick let out a small, quiet scoff before he crossed his arms, looking away from you and your boyfriend's passionate kiss. Alex, on the other hand, was blushing slightly, but he simply averted his eyes.

                  ***Manson POV:***

Manson was surprised at first, but he quickly gave in and wrapped his arms around you. He let out a soft sigh as you began to kiss and toy with his tongue with yours. He pulled you onto his lap and deepened the kiss, closing his eyes.