Waiting for the Xanax to kick in that Luna had given him in their Uber, Colson's leaned back into his seat. A thousand thoughts are swirling through his head as he stares out the airplane's window.
"FUCK... I hate leaving them." He sighs at the thought of Casie and Luna. "I wonder if she got in touch with that planner Emma gave her." He thinks as his mind drifts towards their weddings. Being more nervous for EstFest, there's a lot to do just festival wise. "I'm glad no one gave me shit about adding the extra day." He continues to think as his brain crosses over to the vendors. Sighing again, his mind wanders to a place it tries to never go. "Maybe I should call my dad... He should probably meet Luna." His heart worries as the Xanax helps his eyes close.
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Luna lands in Mexico City around 5A. She wanders around the gift shop for a moment, buying a new shirt before making her way outside. It's pouring, so she pulls her Yankees hat on backwards before she hops into a taxi.
Once checked in at The Four Seasons, Luna doesn't know what to do with herself. Ashley's sharing a room with Dom, leaving Luna alone. Lighting a joint, she tries on the shirt she bought. Heading into the bathroom, she stands on top of the toilet to Snap Colson.
Finally crawling into bed, Luna flicks on the TV as she lights another joint. Drifting off to the sounds of Parks and Rec once she's put it out.
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The Bus is parked in the back of The Knitting Factory, it's the venue that Colson's tonight. In the back of a cab, he catches the Snap from Luna. Laughing out loud at her once he opens it.
"She's so fucking adorable." His heart and body aching for her as he pays for and climbs out of his ride.
Opening the door to their bedroom on The Bus, Colson isn't shocked to find Baze and Sam but is definitely not pleased.
"Yo. Wake the fuck up and get outta my bed." He states, kicking the bottom of Baze's foot.
Both of them wake with a bit of a startle. Looking at each other, slightly embarrassed. They like to think they're on the low but everyone knows about them. Silly wabbits.
"FUCK man... I didn't think you'd be back till later." Baze says groggily as he collects himself.
"Clearly, Truck." Colson rolls his eyes with a chuckle as he turns around so they can dress.
Not one to cock block but desperately wanting to lay down, he really doesn't care. He knows Luna will though. As they begin to leave his room, Colson calls out a yo. They both turn but he talks directly to Sam.
"You know she's a cunt... I'd get these sheets washed before she gets back." He says with a light warning.
Tired, Sam stares at Colson. She hates that he knows Luna well enough to be right.
"I got it." She responds, uncharacteristically trying to hide the annoyance in her voice.
With his door shut, Colson Snaps Luna back before throwing himself down. Hoping to find her smell, he can only find other people in their bed. Pissed, he rips the blankets, sheets and pillow cases off, throwing them out the door. Grabbing her pillow and tucking his nose inside his hoodie, he catches her faint scent; allowing images of Luna to dance in his head as he falls asleep.
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Luna wakes up to a hard banging on her door. It's just after 2P. Touching the empty side of her bed, Luna wishes Colson was with her. Hating the world, she let's them bang. Finding her phone, there's a Snap from Colson.
"He's such a dirty Motherfucker." Luna thinks with a grin as whomever's behind the door continues to pound
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! I'M COMING!" She shouts as she climbs out of bed.
Winging the door open, it's Ashley and Dom. Impatient fucking assholes.
"WHY!?!" Luna demands. "Why the FUCK do you need to bang like that?" She complains as she let's them in.
"To wake your bitch ass up." Ashley snarks, pushing her way into the room.
"Mornen' Loons." Dom greets her to her silent nod.
"You really are a DICKFUCK sometimes." Luna says with annoyance.
"Whatever." Ashley brushes her off. "Got any bud?" She asks, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah... But it was shoved up my asshole so do you really wanna smoke it?" Luna deadpans.
"Shut the fuck up." Ashley laughs as she turns to Dom. "She didn't shove it up her ass." She reassures him.
"Oi... Bum smoke is no problem fo me!" Dom responds, making both Girls laugh.
Dom knows them well enough to truly understand the nature of their friendship. He dutifully rolls one up as Ashley and Luna climb onto the bed together and the gleaming ring catches Ashley's eye for the first time.
"HOLY FUCK! WHAT IS THIS!!!" She exclaims as she grabs for Luna's hand.
Admiring the large, sparkling stone, she moves Luna's hand all around as it catches the light. Shining brighter with every different angle. It's definitely NOT a guitar string.
"He picked this out on his own?" She asks in amazement.
"I think Rook might've helped him a little, but yeah... I had nothing to do with it." Luna answers.
"Good job, Kells." Ashley compliments his choice.
Luna, Ashley and Dom burn and chat. Talking about Colson, the ring, what they've all been up to and the upcoming weddings. It feels like forever since The Girls last saw each other. In reality, it's only been three days since the show at The Roxy.
"Alright... We gotta motor. Go shower, we have rehearsal in less then 2hrs... Come meet us in room 202 when you're ready." Ashley directs Luna.
"Alright." Luna yawns loudly as she stretches out.
She heads into the bathroom as Ashley and Dom close her door behind them. Lighting another joint, she rails three 30s as she gets ready for the shower. Forgetting to Snap Colson back due to her unexpected visitors.
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"Cool." Colson thinks when he finally opens his door. His angry linen fit is gone from the floor. "Thanks Sam." His brain grateful even if his actions are sometimes dickish.
Walking to the front of The Bus, everyone's lounging, burning and waiting for him. Plopping down next to AJ, he asks Rook to throw him a bag of chips. Colson nonchalantly munches on them as they all talk about tonight's show. Working on the setlist, he hates when he has to cut Bad Things as he finishes his snack.
"Dawg... Raise that shit to your face!!" Slim hollers at the picture on the bag.
Looking at it, Colson asks "What like this?" Lifting it up just under his nose.
The entire Bus erupts into laughter. It fits so perfectly. Colson tosses his phone to Slim.
"Here, take a picture... We'll see if this is wedding acceptable." He laughs.
Tossing it back after he takes one, Slim laughs out a definitely not as Colson shoots Luna a Snap asking the same question. Colson shrugs with amusement... You never know with Loons.
"We ready to fuck this day up?" He asks as he begins to lead the rest of them off of The Bus.
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Throwing on jeans with a band T and flannel, Luna has her hair up with a red bandana securing it. Only having one pair of contacts left, she chooses to wear her glasses; leaving the sun to be her eyeball's mortal enemy today. In the front seat of a taxi with Ashley and Dom, her phone goes off. It's another Snap from Colson.
"What the SHIT!!" Luna can't contain her thoughts or laughter. "Look at this crazy asshole!!" She laughs as she screenshots the Snap and passes it to the backseat; both of them erupt into laughter also.
"Oi. E wears it so well!!" Dom laughs.
"No... No, he doesn't. He looks like a fucking pornstar." Luna laughs as she takes back her phone.
"Pornstache!!" Ashley laughs out loudly to Luna's hysterical agreement.
Catching the older driver's amused eyes, Luna shows him. Bursting out laughing, he agrees... Tickling Luna's funny bone to the core.
"FUCKING JOHNNY WADS!!!!" She shouts, turning in her seat to look at Ashley before she Snaps Colson back.
She's referring to one of the pioneering PornStars of the 70s. John Holmes. Huge cock. 15 inches... If not more.
"Oooh... Christ!!! You better hope not, Phoebe!!" Ashley laughs.
"Fuck you... I'd be a smelly cat BEFORE a fucking SHARON!!!" Luna flicks her off with a laugh and a grin as the reference the Val Kilmer movie based on the over hung man.
Dom chimes in to start singing Smelly Cat as they step out of their taxi and head into the venue to rehearse for the Awards Show. The Girls sing along with him.
"Wait... What are we doing and why are we in Mexico again?" Luna asks, slightly confused.
"It's the MTV Latin Millennial Awards." Ashley answers as if Luna's supposed to just get it.
"Annnnnd... ?" She leads.
"And I'm nominated and performing. They requested Without Me and Nightmare so you HAVE to be here." She teases Luna while draping her arms around her shoulders from behind.
"But we're not Latina... ?" Luna's still confused.
"Dude... I don't know, I just played the Brazil one a few weeks ago. Without Me is a nominee for Global Hit... Maybe that's why." Ashley shrugs. "We've got more important things to worry about anyway, I want us do some choreography with four dancers."
"You fucking what?" Luna asks in bewilderment.
Ashley has her at an Award Show in Mexico and now she wants her to dance like some fucking pop star. Luna decides she's gotta be out of her God Damn mind.
"Yeah!!! It'll be fun!! Come meet the girls." Ashley says with a grin as she pulls Luna along.
"Fuck my stupid fucking life." Is all Luna can think.
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Colson is rehearsing with The Boys. Deciding to take a Burn&Board Break, they head out back. Reaching into his pocket, he finds a Snap from Luna.
Laughing at her smart ass response and missing her voice, he calls her. It rings straight through. Colson can't resist leaving her a voicemail.
🎶Off that fat ass//Imma do a line or two//Before we//Have our own private shoot//Where I//PornStar Fuck//The shit outta you//Be ready//When you come back//Boo//Cuz it's//Only Bad Things//That we gonna do🎶
Laughing after he finishes, he shouts "LOVE YOU, KITTEN!! CALL ME!" before hanging up.
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Luna's BackStage as Ashley and Dom sit in the audience. She's trying not to freak out over the performance Ashley wants to pull off. Even with Patti making her take ballet and gymnastics, Luna is not a dancer. She's a musician, a songwriter, a photographer, a painter, a sculptor. An artist. You could even call her an activist, a feminist, a bitch and an outlaw. What you can not call her is a professional dancer.
"This is gonna be a fucking shit show." She worries as she hears Ashley's name called. "OH FUCK!! SHE WON!!!" Luna's brain bursts as any other thoughts disappear with the excitement for her bestfriend.
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Catching up in the dressing room they're sharing, Luna congratulates Ashley with a tight hug. Popping into the bathroom while Ashley puts on her first outfit, Luna shoots Colson a Snap. Not paying attention to her voicemail as she comes out of the bathroom. She always has an unchecked voicemail.
"Change. We're on next." Ashley instructs her, pointing to the latex and chain garments sitting on a chair.
Wiggling into the tight pieces, Luna checks herself out in the stand up mirror. Her outfit consisting of a latex crop top, VERY small booty shorts with metal chains dangling securely around the hips, fishnets and a pair of Docs. Ashley has the exact same thing on under what looks like a 1980's prom dress.
"You know I'm keeping these right?" Luna asks as she slides her hand up her smooth ass.
"Yeah, I figured." Ashley laughs as a tiara is placed on top of her head.
"See you out there, Miss 2019." Luna smiles, referring to the sash Ashley's wearing as she makes her way out the door.
Luna double checks herself before following behind. Thinking about Snapping Colson again, she decides to wait. He loves the feel of latex and she'd rather show him in person.
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Colson's phone goes off just as he's about to silence it. It's Luna.
"Fuck, she's gorgeous." He thinks staring at her picture. Wanting to put his hands on every inch of the bare skin she's showing. More so on the parts she's not.
"Yo!!! You gotta go!!" Ashleigh hollers at him.
Walking quickly down the hall, Colson Snaps Luna back before heading OnStage. Grabbing his guitar, he shouts to the crowd WHAT UP EST FAM!!!! Making the factory explode in excitement.
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Ashley presents Without Me almost as a performance piece. Standing alone OnStage in her pretty dress, sash and tiara initially until black, shadowy figures begin to push and pull at her. By the end of the song, they've ripped the gown off of her. Leaving her on the floor.
The lights go down as the opening chords to Nightmare come on. Ashley runs to the MainStage to meet Luna. It's a long runway with a large circular stage at the bottom. Luna and Ashley bounce in between the four similarly dressed dancers. Ashley kicking her leg out high as she begins.
🎼I!🎶
She shouts the opening chorus as the two of them run, bounce and jump down the straight away towards the camera. Of course it's being televised. Stopping MidStage, the dancers squat down, surrounding them as Luna hits her mark.
🎶I'm out for blood
And it won't be sweet🎶
She sings, dragging her hands around her body as the dancers and Ashley tilt their heads back and forth to the beat. On cue the six of them stalk to the center of the stage, Ashley and Luna in the middle. Back to back, the dancers pull at them as Luna bellows.
🎶Society has us
Pinching our skin
With our own fingers
Wishing we could
Cut our parts off
With some scissors🎶
None of their performances together are the same but they do carry similar tones. Luna and Ashley still mock each other about giving each other a smile. Instead of jumping wildly, they move in sync with the dancers to their sides. Fire exploding as they drop out and let the audience shout that WE DON'T OWE YOU A GOD DAMN THING! before the six of them sit down on the ground, sat behind the other like a human train. Leaning forwards and backwards as Ashley sings how she's no sweet dream but A HELL of a night. Standing up and collectively circling around Luna and Ashley, the dancers move behind them as Luna comes in again.
🎶No, I won't smile
But I'll show you my teeth
And I might let you breathe
If you just let Us be
We've been polite
But we're done with this trend
Of men thinking
They can tell Us
What we can do in our beds🎶
Rolling their hips and hitting different moves together on certain lyrics, the choreography isn't nearly as awful as Luna had anticipated. Fire bursts around them as they squat and move easily with the dancers. The performance rolling smoothly.
"Thank you, Mexico City!! Thank you for having us. Thank you for the honor of my award... " Ashley shouts to the crowd as the song begins to come to it's end.
Luna comes up to Ashley, putting her arm around her. Looking at each other, Luna turns back to the room, cutting Ashley off.
"Yes!! Thank you!! This woman here is AMAZING!! Can you do one thing for her? On this last verse can you go WILD!?!" Luna asks to their roars. "THEN, HERE WE GO!!!!"
Ashley and Luna sing together strong and fierce as fire and lights explode around them. Fuck the choreography, they're fully enjoying losing their minds OnStage together. To their credit, the dancers are completely professional and stay on point. Somehow managing to avoid crashing into the maniacal girls
🎶I!
KEEP A RECORD
OF THEIR WRECKAGE
AND THEIR LIES
WE'RE STARTEN' TO WEAPONIZE
OUR POWERFUL MINDS
THEY TALK SHIT
BUT WE WON'T TAKE IT THIS TIME
AND THEY'LL FINALLY REALIZE🎶
Coming together again, arms linked around each other and the dancers waists, The Girls yell in unison with a wave.
"THAT WE'RE NO SWEET DREAM BUT WE'RE A HELL OF A NIGHT!!! THANK YOU AGAIN, MEXICO CIIIIITYYYY!!!"
The two bestfriends laugh and hold hands as they walk OffStage. Thanking and complimenting the dancers along their way.
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"THROW THOSE FUCKING HORNS UP AND SIIINGIIING!" Colson shouts as he grips the mic, guitar hanging from his body.
🎶Woah, Woah
She said
You need to let me go
Woah, woah
She said I'd die for you
You're like my drug
But I can't get high off you
You're not mine anymore🎶
His Est Family erupts as they sing Let You Go with him. There is NOTHING like thousands of people singing your words verbatim with you.
The Band runs through El Diablo and Rap Devil. Colson climbs onto the top of Rook's kit hitting a guitar solo during Alpha Omega. Bad Motherfucker follows with them finally ending on 27.
It's a great show. The Boys are raw and fearless with Colson jumping and climbing on everything he can find. Shouting THANK YOU, IDAHO! as they exit the stage.
Without Luna there Colson feels a bit lost, heading straight BackStage and avoiding his dressing room all together. Grabbing a beer, he slams a shot with The Crew. Random Girls float in around them; falling all over themselves to get to Rook, Slim, AJ, Baze and Colson.
Sam is sitting on a couch between Colson and Baze talking about tonight's show, if anyone's heard from Luna and other random stuff. It's when two girls slither over, each perching themselves on the arm rest next to one of the boys. Touching them to get their attention. Sam looks left, then Sam looks right. Reaching in her back pocket, she pulls out her blade. Popping it, she looks back and forth between the two females again.
"I'd get the fuck up if you cunts like your tits." She states with a snarl.
The two quickly move away as Colson laughs. Sam and Luna truly are two peas in a pod. Looking over he catches Baze kiss Sam's cheek. It makes him miss his LunaTic even more.
"Knock it off." He tells them. "If I'm not getting any, neither are you motherfuckers. Now, let's get FUCKED UP!!" Colson declares as he grabs a bottle of Jack.
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Luna's doing the same, only in Mexico with Corona and Mezcal. Sitting at an After Party with Ashley, Dom, the boys from BTS and a few other artist, they bullshit and talk about the night. Everyone stopping to congratulate Ashley on her win and compliment both girls on their performances.
"You won't eat the worm." Ashley dares Luna as she swigs the bottle with the little guy floating inside.
"Nothing happens if you do." Luna blows her off.
"Yes hunh... You start trippen'. Isn't that right, Luis?" She asks as she turns to one of the other artist.
"For dayyys, Mami." He drawls.
Rolling her eyes, Luna takes the last of the fifth to the head. The other's watch with wide eyes as the worm slides down her throat with it.
"We'll see... But I call bullshit." Luna states.
"Aye... " Luis nudges Ashley. "She's no gallina." He says impressed to her nod.
"Nah, mucho perra." Luna counters to his surprise.
"Aye." He grins with his own nod, amused by the tiny white girl.
The music is loud as smoke and Mezcal continue to flow. Everyone is drunk. Ashley tries to follow with Dom as Luis teaches Luna to salsa. Politely declining his advances as his hand slips from the small of her back down to her ass.
"I'll be back." She calls over her shoulder as she goes to check her phone, there's a Snap from Colson hours ago.
Both sets of Luna's cheeks instantly flush when she reads his words. Missing him, she calls instantly.
"Hi, Bunny." Her voice is low and warm when he answers.
"Oooh, Kitten, I miss you." He sighs.
"Me too... I miss your face... And your eyeballs... And your hands on my body. The way they run threw my hair when I suck your cock... " Luna coos into the cellphone.
Colson's dick had perked up at the sound of her voice but her words have him full on hard now. Wanting to fuck her, touch her... Shit, just seeing her right now would probably make him cum.
"Where are you?" He demands
"I don't know... Somewhere in Mexico?" She answers.
"Find somewhere alone and FaceTime me right back." He tells her firmly.
"Okay." She simply says as she hangs up.
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Luna heads towards the stairwell. Popping in her air pods, she FaceTime's Colson right back.
Colson had made his way into a bathroom while they were off the phone. Answering, he can't help but break out into a smile.
"Hey, Gorgeous... You alone?" He asks after greeting her.
"Mhmm... Just me and your pussy." She purrs. "She's lonely without you."
"Show her to me." Colson taunts as he adjusts his phone on the bathroom sink and unbuckles his pants. Both of them are drunk and horny.
Luna props her phone against the wall across from her. Standing up, she slips off the black jean shorts she has on. Sitting on them, she drops her left leg on the step below and lifts her right to the one above. Spreading her legs for Colson. Only a screen and Luna's black panties are separating them.
"I want you to touch her." He requests as he starts to pull on his hard cock.
Luna can see him playing with himself through the phone. Obliging him, she pulls the cotton to the side. Exposing her bare lips, she opens them for him to see her pink insides. Colson tugs harder on himself as Luna slips her fingers inside her sopping cunt. Letting out a low moan as she arches her back.
"That's right, Kitty... Play with my pussy. Rub that clit with your thumb the way I know you like." He directs her.
Following his instructions, Luna uses her free hand to yank the Japanese Star Wars shirt she has on up; producing her full breasts. With her fingers still inside of herself, she grips one tit. Playing with it's piercing between her thumb and index finger. The sight of his ring on her hand makes Colson rage even more.
"Does that feel good?" He pants as he watches her, feeling close to exploding.
"Unh hunh... " She moans with closed eyes as she bucks against her own hand. "Be better if my mouth had your cock in it." She lets out with another moan, she's close too.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard you can't fucking walk by time I'm done with you." Colson threatens to Luna's delight as he grips the sink. With Colson's deep voice wrapping around her brain and the memory of his touch hitting all her senses Luna cries out for him as they masturbate for each other. "AHHHH FUCK! DO IT, LOONS!!" He shouts as his dick shoots his seed everywhere, keeping his eyes glued to the screen.
Luna's spread eagle as she finger fucks herself on the steps. Bucking wildly as her hands please her body. Cumming all over herself as Colson watches in pleasure.
Out of breath, Luna opens her eyes. "Fuck, C... " Is all she can get out as her knees fall together.
"Lemme see her one more time... Bring her close." He instructs.
Opening her legs back up, Luna pulls her phone up to her box. She can hear Colson telling her pussy that she's a DIRTY Girl. Looking down when she hears him making kissing noises, all she can see is his lips. He's kissing his phone screen.
"Are you trying to kiss my fucking vagina?" Luna asks with a drunken laugh.
"Damn right I am." He grins.
"I fucking love you." She laughs again as she shakes her head.
"Not as much as I love you. Now put your fucking pants back on before I have to kill someone." He smirks.
Doing as she's told, Luna slips her shorts back on over her soaked panties. Staring at each other, both of their heads are dancing in ecstasy. They sit on the phone for another 45mins talking about anything and everything as usual. Luna tells him about the choreographed performance. Colson chuckles, saying he'll be finding it on YouTube to Luna's fuck. Agreeing to meet in Seattle tomorrow, they exchange sweet love and I miss yous before hanging up.
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"Jesus fucking Christ, that girl can make me cum from ANYWHERE!" Colson thinks as he walks out of the bathroom contently.
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"Holy cock on a cracker." Luna sighs to herself. "That fucking voice gets me every time." She thinks as her heart throbs for her Lover.
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Still on the same continent, they both head back to their respected parties separately. Colson eventually moving his party to The Bus. Luna moving her's back to The Four Seasons. He'll ride through the night while she'll fly out tomorrow; bringing Dom and Ashley with her. Apart, Luna and Colson are still on each other's minds; even with shows in different country codes, they still mange to fuck only each other. Truly showcasing a day in the life of a LunaTic and Her Gunn.