Me vs. Maradona vs. Elvis ;; avenged sevenfold

two.

Brian took Lilly's hand in his, caressing her thumb with his own, as they walked out of the bar to his black Cadillac.

She stumbled about trying not to make a fool of herself.

Brian looked at her out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but feel disgusted. She was absolutely beautiful. She was everything he ever wanted in a girl, at least so far. He almost felt bad for everything that he was going to do to her. She was nothing to him but a puppet. And he couldn't wait to pull her strings.

When they arrived at his car he gently pushed her against the passenger's door and smiled down at her.

"What?" She giggled looking down at the ground.

"Nothing, just noticing how unbelievably beautiful you are." He replied smoothly, placing a piece of her hair behind her ear.

She looked up at him and grinned from ear to ear. Synyster Gates had just called her beautiful.

She knew who he was from the start, before he even walked up to her with a drink. She had caught him out of the corner of her eye when he walked into the bar. She tried her hardest to keep her cool around him but with the alcohol running through her system it was becoming nearly impossible.

"Thank you. You're not too bad yourself." She replied hugging herself and letting a shiver take over her body.

"Are you cold, love?" Brian asked, immediately taking his hoodie off and placing it around her shoulders. He kept his arms wrapped around her, and gently began to stroke the bit of skin that showed on her side.

"Not anymore." She smiled.

"Good." He returned the smile and then looked her in the eyes. "Lilly, you are just so unbelievably breathtaking. I cannot seem to wrap my head around how I could find such a beautiful woman in a bar without a man at her side."

"I try to steer clear of men. I have been screwed over far too many times by men that are just out for a piece of ass and not a relationship. Do you know what I mean?" She muttered, laying her head against his chest. "I just want someone to finally take care of me and my needs instead of me taking care of their sexual needs for a night and waking up to an empty bedside the next morning ."

"I understand Lilly." Brian whispered in her ear, his lips instantly sending fireworks off in her mind. "Most men are pigs. They have desperate desires and unadmirable plans, and are full of malicious intent." He smiled to himself. He had such a way with words. "Maybe I could be the one to take care of you. Maybe I can be the one to kiss you goodnight and kiss you as soon as your eyes open in the morning. Maybe I could bring you breakfast in bed in the morning and cook you a wonderful meal at night. Maybe I could be the one that tells you how beautiful you are and really mean it. Maybe I can be the one to treat you like the only girl in the world." He rolled his eyes as soon as the words escaped his mouth.

"Really?" She looked up from his chest.

"Really." He stared straight into her blood shot hazel eyes. "Please let me be that person, Lilly."

Lilly smiled to herself. Synyster Gates wanted to date her! She wanted to scream to the world right now. Brian thought she was beautiful and he wanted to be the person to take care of her.

Without warning, Brian suddenly had his lips pressed against hers.

His lips were soft and hard at the same time. It felt as though a bomb went off in her stomach, and butterflies were trying to escape her body. She immediately melted into his chest, barely able to keep her stance as the alcohol went straight to her legs. She quickly grabbed at his shirt to keep her balance, letting her nails dig into his muscular chest.

Brian took hold of her hips to keep her from collapsing, as he rolled his eyes yet again. He was disgusted with himself for what he had to say to this girl to get into her pants. He didn't want a relationship with her and sure as hell did not want to take care of her or wake up next to her every morning. He nearly gagged at the thought of waking up to the same girl for the rest of his life. What was the fun in that? Surely sex with the same woman over and over again would get entirely old very fast.

He hated taking care of drunken women. The only good thing about them was that he could position himself or her in any crazy way physically possible, even if it hurt her. He loved alcohols numbing effects when sex was involved.

Thinking of this immediately made him hard. He wanted to get her back to her house and instantly out of her clothes and onto his cock.

Deepening the kiss, Brian ran his tongue around Lilly's lips begging for entrance into her mouth. She instantaneously let his tongue intrude and began to feel that warm sensation between her thighs and the excited tingles at the base of her stomach.

"Mmmm Bri." She moaned in pleasure as Brian's hands ran down her back to grip her ass. Jesus, if she didn't ask him back to her place sometime soon he was going to have to lift that pretty little skirt of hers above her hips and ram his pulsating cock into her right on top of his car.

Brian wanted to vomit knowing that he was turning her on. But it was all a part of his game. The game that he loved to play so much. The game that became an addiction a long long time ago.

"Would you like to go back to my apartment?" Lilly slurred, hugging him close to her body.

"I thought you would never ask."