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 Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 4:00 pm
ok...here's mine. It's not the greatest, but i think it's coming together quite nicely.
Name: 7 Sins
Rating: Chapter 1 (G), Chapter 2 (PG-13), Chapter 3 (PG), Chapter 4 (PG-13) Chapter 5 (PG-16), Chapter 6 (PG), Chapter 7 (PG-13), Chapter 8 (PG-13)
Characters: Dero and one of my OC's. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v251/jsikes/punkdevilangel.jpg Critisism is welcomed. I could probably use it! and a few definintions before i post... Pride- the source of personal satisfaction; something that somebody feels especially pleased and satisfied to own or to have achieved.
Lust- 1. sexual desire: the strong physical desire to have sex with somebody, usually without associated feelings of love or affection
2. eagerness: great eagerness or enthusiasm for something
Wrath- great anger: fury often marked by a desire for vengeance
Envy- wanting what somebody else has: the resentful or unhappy feeling of wanting somebody else’s success, good fortune, qualities, or possessions
and now....let the fic begin!>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Chapter 1: Pride
It was finally the day Adalia had been waiting for, she was going to see an OOMPH show and more importantly to go backstage to meet with the lead singer, Dero. It took her at least a week and a half to win those backstage passes from the local radio station. She looked at the clock that stood on her nightstand, it said 5:21. ‘good, that gives me about 2 hours to get ready and time to drive to the stadium since the show didn’t start until 9:30’ she thought out loud.
After showering and brushing out her waist length dirty blonde hair, Adalia put on a black button up shirt , dark red and black plaid skirt, fishnet stockings and thick soled leather boots. Finishing off her ensemble, she put on some eyeliner and draped the cord holding a small laminated pass around her neck and took one last look in the mirror before making her way downstairs and out the door, stepping out into the brisk night air.
The concert was even better than she had imagined it. From the crowd pleasing favorite, ‘Augen Auf’, the heartbreaking melody of ’The World is Yours’, the powerful vocals of ‘Always’ and to round out the show for an encore, they preformed ’Gott ist ein Popstar.’
As soon as they stepped off stage after the encore, I made my way backstage, clutching the pass as if her very life depended on it. After getting past the bodyguards, finding the dressing rooms wasn’t as complicated as she thought it would have been considering the huge amount of people that showed up to watch the show. Then, there it was, the door that led to Dero’s dressing room. With hands trembling slightly with anticipation, she opened the door. The room was sparsely decorated with a metal coffee table, two leather chairs and a leather couch. In the corner of the room there was a very large mirror with bulbs all around the edge and a comfy chair, where Dero was sitting wiping away all the sweat off his face with a towel. Adalia tried to close the door silently with out interrupting him, but it made a loud ‘click’ as it shut causing him to turn and look up.
“Hello,” he said with a smile, “I didn’t think anyone was here.”
For a few seconds, she was speechless. Then she replied sheepishly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.”
He just shook his head and laughed, “you weren’t bothering me. I’m just about done now, but it probably be best if I freshened up before we get deep into conversation, huh?” He said with a wink. Gesturing to the couch, he continued “You can sit there and I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
Slowly, she made her way towards the couch and then he said as he pointed to the small box next to the TV, “oh, and there are some drinks in the fridge over there if you‘d like something.”
“okay,” Adalia replied quietly as she grabbed a Smirnoff out of the fridge and sat on the couch, sinking into the squeaky cushion. She smiled as she unscrewed the drink cap and set it on the coffee table, next to his black tie that been nonchalantly tossed there. Sipping the carbonated beverage, she waited. And as she did, Adalia found herself thinking ‘I wonder if there have been many people back here, or if I am the only one.’
Minutes later, Dero emerged from the small bathroom with damp spikes, dressed in a t-shirt, faded blue jeans and leather cuffs around his wrists. He also had two earrings in each ear, a ring in the left side of his nose and a stud in his lip. The tattoos that he sported peeked out from under the short sleeves of his shirt; and if he didn’t have her attention earlier, he certainly had it now. He must have noticed this because he asked, “What’s wrong? You don’t like piercings or tattoos?”
“no, I mean, yes I do. I like them a lot.” she replied, slightly embarrassed that he caught her staring. Hoping to soothe over the tension she took another sip of alcohol.
“So, I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced. I’m Dero.” He said extending his hand. “And you are?”
“I’m Adalia.” She said as she stood to shake his hand. “May I ask you something?” she asked him. He nodded ‘yes’ and she continued, “What’s the strangest thing a fan has ever done?”
“I don’t really know.” He said pensively.
Chapter 2: Lust
“Has a fan ever done this?” Adalia asked, dropping the bottle and heard the fizzing of the beverage before it soaked into the carpet, and pulled him close and kissed him, tongue delving deep. She was half expecting to see a hint of rejection or disgust when she looked in his kohl rimmed brown eyes, but she noticed none. Contrarily, he seemed surprised and somewhat pleased with what just happened.
“No. none of my fans have ever had the guts to do that.” he said running his thumb over his bottom lip, “Has a rock star ever done this?” he asked as he grabbed my shirt and slowly opening it one button at a time, planting slow wet kisses on every piece of newly exposed flesh. Once it was completely unbuttoned and tossed with reckless abandon, she couldn’t help but moan and writhe under his soft touch and warm mouth, tugging gently on his dark spiked locks, in an attempt to make him keep going.
“wait,” he breathed against my skin, “is this what you want?”
“more than anything.” Adalia whispered in his ear, before taking the lobe between my teeth and then undid his belt and grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Now seeing as how that article of clothing was discarded, her actions were no longer hesitant like they had been before, as she tugged at his jeans removing them as well. Then, looking up at him with an evil glint in her eye and a smirk on her face, she ground her palm against his hardened flesh, causing him to exhale a raspy moan.
‘so, he is enjoying this’ I thought with a smile. ‘Time for part two of my plan.’
To Be Continued...
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> *evil laughter* Damn evil cliffhangers! wahmbulance Edit: i changed the 1st chapter from 1st person pov...to 3rd person Pov! It in no way changes the story, but it in fact actually makes more sense now...even if probably won't be noticed, thought you'd want to know...all of you (2) reading in OOMPH!Fanficland. And when i say 2 you guys know who you are! ^__^ Thanks a ton for the comments, guys! heart heart wahmbulance
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 7:25 pm
Yay for first fic! I wonder what her plan is... twisted So, I'm guessing there will be seven chapters total, one for each sin? You have a good start!
I need to type up my fic and get it on here...
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 1:31 pm
...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 1:46 pm
lol...yes there will be seven....as soon as i get more ideas...and no she's not going to cut it off.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 4:24 pm
Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:21 am
SparrowWriter Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:13 am
ok...even though i haven't technically finished chapter "2"..the next chapters are going to be Envy and Wrath...most likely in that order...so look forward to it please! Oh, and there may even be a special apperance...by someone very devious, who we've unfortunetly (sp?) seen a LOT of. twisted
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 6:25 pm
watchdawg77 SparrowWriter Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
That would be an interesting twist to the story, though...
...
Nevermind. Just go with your normal plans.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:03 pm
briannawesome watchdawg77 SparrowWriter Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
That would be an interesting twist to the story, though...
...
Nevermind. Just go with your normal plans.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 6:24 pm
watchdawg77 briannawesome watchdawg77 SparrowWriter Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
That would be an interesting twist to the story, though...
...
Nevermind. Just go with your normal plans.REALLY? YES!
I mean uh... I'd totally prefer to read the appropriate version over the R... with the details... yum ... @______@;;
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:10 pm
Hero Propaganda watchdawg77 briannawesome watchdawg77 SparrowWriter Hero Propaganda ...sex story!
What's her plan? She's not going to cut it off is she? eek And sautee it like Armin Meiwes? eek
That would be an interesting twist to the story, though...
...
Nevermind. Just go with your normal plans.REALLY? YES!
I mean uh... I'd totally prefer to read the appropriate version over the R... with the details... yum ... @______@;; That's what PMs are for. Haha, that looks like PMS...lol. Ok, I'm done.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 11:37 am
Picking up the tie that she had spotted earlier Adalia instructed Dero to sit on the couch and put his hands behind his back. He did as he was told, without even questioning what she was going to do. She smiled as she wrapped the black material around his wrists and secured it tightly, the backed away to look at him. ‘I have Dero, in his boxers, tied up. This is going to be fun.’ She thought devilishly.
“what are you going to do?” Dero asked with labored breath.
Adalia leaned down, and replied, punctuating each word with a kiss, “We’re… going …to play…a game.”
Dero just cocked his eyebrow, “a game?” he asked.
‘mm hmm…I’ll ask you questions about me…if you get them right,” she said lowering her bra strap ‘I remove it…and if you don’t answer correctly, clothes get put back on. But I get to choose whose clothes I remove or replace. Do you accept these terms?” She asked smiling.
Dero gulped loudly, shifted slightly in his seat then replied, “Okay.”
“Alright, first question…how old am I?” She asked.
Dero thought for a few minutes and said “20.”
“hmmm…good.” Adalia said, as she removed her boots, setting them next to the couch and sat next to him. Setting her feet up on the coffee table she continued, “Favorite color?”
“Black.” Dero replied.
“Correct.” Adalia nodded as leaned down, removed the stockings from her feet, and wiggled her toes. Next she asked, “bra size?”
Dero was taken aback by her question and wasn’t sure how to answer, he certainly didn’t want to offend her. “um…36...B? He asked as he flinched, in fear of getting hit.
Adalia laughed at his response and said as she ruffled his hair, “Hmmm…nice guess but no…maybe I‘ll tell you later, huh?.”
Just then a knock was heard on his door, and yelling coming from outside. “Dero, hurry up you friggin’ diva, we have to leave.” Adalia sat on the couch in silence as Dero looked at the door helplessly. “Fine, we’re coming in.” The voice said, and the door swung open revealing his other bandmates, Crap and Flux. They exchanged looks of surprise as they noticed a young woman on Dero’s couch and Dero almost stark naked tied up.
“um…excuse us ma’am, but it’s time for us to leave soon, so could you please put your clothes back on?” Crap asked.
Adalia chuckled as she grabbed her belongings, “I guess you caught us at a bad time, sorry about that.” She said untying Dero then leaned over and whispered ‘36C’ and handed him a piece of paper.
Dero then stared at her retreating form, and looked at the paper in his hand. It read, ‘I had fun..’call me and we’ll party sometime…555-1986’. He then looked at his friends sheepishly, grabbed his clothes and headed back into the bathroom to change again.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 1:04 pm
lol Naughty Dero! Although I had an alternate ending as to what happened when Crap walked in on nearly-naked Dero...but, uh...ahem...
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:48 pm
SparrowWriter lol Naughty Dero! Although I had an alternate ending as to what happened when Crap walked in on nearly-naked Dero...but, uh...ahem...
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 3:35 am
"Dero... come on you friggin' diva!"
Best part. razz
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