I Can Make Your Bed ROCK! ((Ori/Lev))

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The star was dark, the band in the back as they began with the guitars, bass, and drums. The lights slowly flickered over to four cages on either side of the stage filled with slutty, sexy bearers dancing, humping at the bars. Lev’s voice started streaming out.

“Kelly won't kiss my friend Cameron
Jasper won't play ball
Manson won't share his friend Miraz
Doesn't anybody live at all?

Adam won't leave me empty handed
Got his number from a bathroom stall
Brandon just got way too much baggage
And that shit just gets old!

But I got a guy who can put on a show
The dollar decides how far you can go!”

The lights flickered on the entire stage reveal a Lev Arson in nothing but low cute black jeans and combat boots, his tattooed chest visible to the world as he shouted into his microphone.

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Ori danced with his friend Brenten as the band played onstage. He'd be so dead if his parents knew he was here, but Ori didn't care at the moment, his eyes locked to Lev Arson's hot body. He blushed as Brent nudged him and he laughed, dancing with the other bearer rather seductively.

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Lev moved to the edge of the stage, two of the bearers from the cages coming to slide their hands all over him as he stared out into the crowd. A sight caught his eye and had him turning his head to a pair of bearers up front crawling all over each other. Catching the eyes of one of the boucers, he pointed to the pair while backing up and continuing to dance, the bearers heading back to their cages.

Crawley, said bouncer, headed over to the two bearer. "You two, on stage, now."

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Ori laughed as Brent grabbed his hips and swayed with him, before they looked up at the big bouncer headed over to them. Ori blinked as the bouncer pushed them towards the stage.

Brent laughed in disbelief before pulling his friend onstage, pulling the sexily dressed boy against him again, rocking. Ori blushed but danced anyway. Hey, why the hell not?

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Lev let the bearers dance together for a moment before heading over to insert himself between them, pulling the prettier one against him to grind on just as he finished the dsong - good thing too as teeth exploded from his mouth. Not thinking much on the mate thing so much as the my-cock-is-hard deal, he moved the microphone away from his mouth and pulled the bearer to him. "Head backstage and wait for me."

Pulling away, he knew his fans could see how hard his cock was and he just grinned. Fuck it, let them enjoy the show. Starting up the last song of the night, he sung his ass off before heading back stage with his bandmates, the bearer from the cages hanging on them all. Lev pushed them away, heading to his dressing room to see if Crawley had led them to his dressing room.

[praiseofblood]

Ori and Brenten were quite surprised, and Ori's face grew super red as the man's cock grew hard against him. He blushed when he heard the singer's orders, and grabbed Brent as they were led backstage.

"Oh my god." Ori blushed.

"Holy fuck! THE Lev Arson just danced with us! I think I'll die happy now." Brent sighed.

"B! He told us to come back here--"

"This way." Crawley said, leading them to the man's dressing room.

Brent looked about ready to faint and Ori just looked nervous. "Um...may I ask..."

Crowley shut the door.

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"Rae! Handle these bitches, will you?" He laughed, trying to shove the two overxealoous bearers off him. "I got something else to handle."

Rae grunted and pulled the bearers to him. "Don't worry, I got something for em."

Lev laughed at his pun and entered his dressing room. Eyeing the bearers, he went for a quick drink of water before moving to sit inbetween them on the sofa. "You two were looking fucking sexy out there tonight," he said, hand already on Ori's thigh, rubbing up and down.

[praiseofblood]

Ori blushed, looking at the man. "Uh, thank you," he said, eying the star. Brent damn near looked ready to keel over.

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"Why you being shy now?" Lev said, leaning down to kiss Ori's neck, his free hand going back to knead Brent's cock.

[praiseofblood]

Brent and Ori both gasped and Ori leaned away from the male's mouth as Brent leaned into the touch.

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Lev frowned at the little bearer, his body stiffening. "Whats your problem?"

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Ori frowned, moving to get up. "I think you've got the wrong impression of us. I am not a fuck toy. Brent, let's go," he said to his friend, who looked at his friend with a hint of /WHAT THE FUCK, ORI?/.

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Lev scoffed and leaned back to bite at his tongue ring. "What the fuck did you think would happen? That we'd all be pals?" he said the last with a sarcastic batt of his eyes. "Oh! Maybe we could play charades!" he snorted. "You grinded on my cock on stage and that's what you should be doing now. If you wanna be a drama queen then step - and take your boy with you."

Yes, Lev Arson was an asshole.

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Ori looked at the male, eyes flashing before he leaned closer to the male, moving to stradle his lap. He ground his ass down on the male's lap until he felt the rockstar's hardness. "There you go, enjoy." he snorted, a tendril of smoke escaping his mouth before standing up and dusting himself off. "Fuck you, asshole." he said, before heading towards the door, snatching Brent with him.

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Lev watched them go, eyes narrowed, jaw clenched. "Fucking typical," he said, rising and punching the wall. It figured that the sexiest bearer he'd ever seen in his life was a fucking prude. and on top of that, he felt like he's been punched in the gut.