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Summerboy by Jodine16 [Reviews - 0] 
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Moans reverberated off the walls of his hotel walls as they stumbled through their clothing and shoes trying to get to the bed.
“Hey Bill, you’re looking pretty wiped out,” Tom said with a knowing smirk on his face.
Bill stuck his tongue out at him, pushing his big sunglasses higher on his nose. He tapped his nails against the side table impatiently while they waited for their ride to the talk show they were going to. “Didn’t sleep much.”
“Can’t imagine why,” Gustav said, flipping through a magazine. Bill looked briefly mortified, until Gustav added, “Since we got in so late and you constantly insist on having your makeup and hair done before you even leave the hotel room. You know they have makeup people at these interviews, right?”
Bill snorted, flicking his hair out of his eyes. “Please, those people don’t know the difference between a mascara brush and a paint brush.”
”God, you’re gorgeous,” Bill whispered against her neck, running his hands up her sides to her chest.
She responded by kissing him hard and rolling him over, sitting up to straddle his hips.
“So, Bill, sources say they saw you and Lady Gaga leaving the Grammy Awards last night,” The nameless (well, Bill couldn’t remember cause she wasn’t that important) interviewer said with an exaggerated eyebrow wiggle.
The crowed cooed and screamed. Bill chuckled and waited until they calmed down before speaking. “Yeah, we met inside before we went to our seats. She’s a really nice woman.”
“Great curves too,” Tom added with a grin, grunting when Bill hit him in the stomach.
“Don’t be such a pig, Tom,” Bill glared.
“So are you two dating?”
Bill feigned confusion. “Are who dating?”
The crowd laughed. “You and Lady Gaga, of course.” Bill absently wondered if it was possible for the woman’s smile to look any more fake. Certainly matched the fake diamond ring she was wearing.
“Well...”
”Stefani!” Bill’s fingers dug into her creamy thighs as he thrust his hips up to meet her rocking ones.
“Gonna come for me Bill?” She said in a breathy tone, running a hand up to his chest to tug on a nipple. “Bet you’d look just stunning, back arched, muscles in your neck straining, as you pump your delicious seed into me.” She leaned down and bit at his swollen lips. “Do it, I want to feel you, c’mon Bill!”
“...we’re just friends,” Bill said, happy that he was wearing blush and cover up to hide his probably very red face. “She’s an incredibly talented artist like us but I we’re both from different countries that we both love and we’re both getting ready to start touring again so I don’t think we’d have the time to date even if we wanted to.”
Their audience was a mix of disappointed noises and relieved shouts. ‘They have about as much chance dating me as I had dating Nena when I was 10,’ Bill thought with a mental snort.
“So, what you’re saying is there’s some definite spark-age between you too?” The interviewer asked.
Bill laughed quietly. “Yeah, something like that.”
Lady Gaga, gently ran her nails up and down Bill’s arm while they cuddled together. “You’re an intense person, Bill Kaulitz,” she said, breaking the silence.
Bill blushed furiously, “Thanks, I was afraid I’d disappoint you or something worse.”
She shifted up, and tugged him over her. “Far from it, precious. Now c’mere, I want seconds.”
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