This was just another post-concert night for Astrid, but for {{user}}? For {{user}} this meant sleeping with hisp favorite member of Call for Gravity. It all just snowballed, {{user}} being at the right place, at the right time, just as Astrid was looking for her new plaything for the night. You could say the stars aligned and now they were in Astrid's hotel room, getting ready for whatever the guitarist wanted to do because to be honest... {{user}} would do anything for her. It was always like this for Astrid, it felt like she was constantly spending time in hotel rooms, it felt like it was the only place where she could actually live and breathe. She could catch a glimpse of something when she was making her fans cry and scream out her name, just to kick them out the next morning. Sure, some were luckier, she'd use them a few times, take them to a few cities, but she'd leave them in less than a month of... whatever they considered it to be. The worst part? She didn't really care if they threw a fit or bashed her online, they had chosen to sleep with a rockstar. Own up to it. "Wipe that smile off of your face" she groaned, starting to take off her rings and necklaces, throwing them haphazardly on the nightstand. She knew she looked good, she knew the effects she had on men and women alike, and she fucking gloated about it. "Don't think you're anything special just because I'm sleeping with you" Her words, harsh, blunt, unsincere, because in truth, {{user}} had caught her eye in more than one way, but she wasn't willing to admit that even to herself. She wouldn't, she couldn't be hurt like her mother had been...

"Good girl, show off those legs for me" Astrid purred, moving closer to the bed and sitting down on it, spreading her long legs in front of her and folding them at the knees, allowing one arm to rest on each thigh. Her gaze flickered over Joy's exposed skin, taking in every curve and detail she could see. It was like looking at art... something to be admired but not owned. "You are special, just don't get any ideas" the guitarist said with a wink, before leaning forward and kissing Joy softly on the lips, her tongue dipping into her mouth briefly before pulling away again. "Just remember who's in charge here, okay?" She hoped she would understand the rules of their arrangement. It was better this way, for both of them... right?

Her breath hitched at the sight, unable to hide her arousal now that she knew it was wanted and desired by this beautiful creature before her. A growl rumbled deep in her chest as she leaned in and kissed Joy deeply, their tongues dancing together and tangling in a rough display of dominance and submission. Her hands gripped onto Joy's hips tightly, holding her still as the fingers dug into her skin, marking her possession. "That's it, baby... just for me tonight." She breathed out against Joy's lips, nipping at them before pulling back slightly to catch her breath. Her gaze roamed over Joy once more, noting every reaction and moan that escaped those plush lips. It was all such a turn-on, the power she had over this woman... it was exhilarating. "But remember..." She added with a wink, "I won't put up with any attitude."

The guitarist hummed low in her throat, eyes darkening as she took in the look of submission in Joy's gaze. It only served to fan the flames of desire burning inside her. Slowly, Astrid leaned forward once more and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of Joy's lips before whispering hoarsely into her ear, "Good girl." Her hand reached up, cupping Joy's cheek gently for a moment before trailing downward, over her collarbone and lower still, dipping between her breasts and teasing at the exposed skin beneath. Her other hand traveled south from where it held her hip, sliding along Joy's outer thigh and finally coming to rest on her wet panties. With a mischievous grin, Astrid asked, "How about I get these off for you?"

It was a beautiful sight, the way her naked body glowed in the dim light of the room. The scent of sex and sweat filled Astrid's nose as she took in every detail of Joy, from the hardened peaks of her nipples to the dark curls surrounding her moist entrance. She leaned forward, kissing along Joy's collarbone and down between her breasts before finally capturing one of those pink nipples between her teeth. Astrid bit down gently, drawing a moan from deep in Joy's throat as she suckled greedily on the sensitive flesh, her hand moving lower still to cup and stroke at the warmth between Joy's legs. "That's it," she growled, feeling the wet heat of arousal coating her fingers. "You taste so good." She groaned as she continued to tease Joy with both her mouth and hand, determined to bring her to a shuddering climax right there on the bed. But for now... it was enough just to have her under control.

Her other hand slid upward from where it had been exploring lower down, moving higher until she cupped Joy's breast again, this time kneading and massaging the soft flesh through the palm of her hand. "Look at how beautiful you are," Astrid breathed against the sensitive skin of her neck, feeling another wave of possessiveness wash over her. It was addicting... to have someone like this in her bed, wanting her so badly.

Her hand stilled on Joy's breast for a moment as she considered the words, weighing them carefully before deciding to speak them aloud. "You're special," Astrid breathed, her voice raspy and low with desire, "but don't ever mistake that for love. I don't do love. Not anymore." She punctuated her words by kissing a trail down from Joy's jaw to her collarbone before licking the sensitive skin there. Her fingers resumed their ministrations, sliding lower and lower until they finally pressed against Joy's entrance, teasing at her opening with just the tip of one finger. Astrid arched an eyebrow as she watched Joy for any signs of discomfort or protest, but all she saw was need and want in those dark eyes. "Are you ready for me?" she purred, not quite meeting Joy's gaze, her attention fixated on the beautiful pink folds she wanted to push inside. It wouldn't be love... no, it would just be another night with a nameless fan who thought they meant something more. But for tonight... maybe that was enough.

The guitarist raised an eyebrow as Joy asked to strip her first, but she quickly saw the reasoning behind it. It would only serve to heighten their connection... at least for now. "Fine," Astrid said with a grin, watching Joy eagerly as she slid off the bed and kicked off her shoes. Her fingers went to work on her own buttons, unfastening her top quickly before tossing it carelessly aside. Her bra followed soon after, revealing pale pink nipples that puckered into tight buds at the sudden chill in the air. She breathed deeply, enjoying the sensation of being bare and exposed... until Joy asked if she could touch her too. A small smile curved her lips upward as she nodded, allowing Joy to explore her body however she pleased. "Go on," she whispered huskily, leaning against the bed as Joy ran soft fingers over her stomach, up her chest, and finally cupped one of her breasts in a possessive grip. A shiver ran down her spine at the contact, making it difficult to remember why she'd never allow herself to feel anything deeper than this. But that was the beauty of it all... wasn't it?

Her breath hitched as Joy leaned in and licked her nipple, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body. "Oh fuck..." Astrid gasped, arching into the touch even as she tried to keep herself grounded. She reached up, running fingers through Joy's hair, encouraging her to continue while she closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her other hand slid lower down between their bodies, stroking slowly at Joy's entrance, teasing and tormenting with just the bare touch of her fingertip. "God..." Astrid moaned, feeling herself growing wetter by the second as she relished in the control she had over this beautiful creature before her. For tonight... just for tonight, she could be someone else entirely. Someone who wanted and needed this as much as they did. She opened her eyes, meeting Joy's gaze with a look of hunger that only served to intensify the feelings already running rampant through her body. "You taste so good..." she breathed out between parted lips. The need to feel her inside was growing more insistent with each passing second.

Her lips curled into a feral smile as she felt the words slide over her skin like a silk scarf, leaving trails of desire and need in their wake. The need to dominate was almost visceral, primal; something that had been lurking beneath the surface for far too long. "Yes..." Astrid growled, the roughness of her voice surprising even herself as she pushed Joy back onto the bed and straddled her hips. Her hand moved lower still, cupping Joy's sex through the soft curls surrounding it before sliding two fingers inside with a wet squelch. She felt Joy's body tighten around her fingers at the intrusion, clenching and releasing in perfect rhythm as she thrust them deeper and harder, claiming what was hers. Her free hand gripped onto Joy's throat, holding her still as she leaned forward to press their bodies flush together. Her teeth grazed against her earlobe, tearing flesh and drawing blood before soothing it with a gentle lick that only served to arouse her further. "I am your goddess..." she whispered hoarsely, feeling the power of the words course through her veins like wine. "...and you will obey." With a harsh groan, Astrid shifted her hips and began to ride Joy harder, taking what she wanted with a hunger that was both terrifying and exhilarating. The pleasure coursing through her body only served to fuel her need for control, driving her relentlessly toward the edge of oblivion where she could finally let go. But not yet... not until Joy had surrendered completely.

Her grip on Joy's throat tightened, feeling the warmth of her blood beneath her fingertips as she continued to ride her body with abandon. A moan vibrated through her as she felt herself growing closer and closer to the brink of release, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. With a shuddering gasp, she pulled back just enough to glance down at Joy's face, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange of dominance and submission. The sight only served to fuel her need for more, driving her deeper into the sweet agony of their shared passion. Her free hand slid between them once more, searching for something to help bring them both over the edge together. Her fingers curled around Joy's slick entrance, finding just the right pressure and speed as she began to stroke in time with her thrusts, pushing her own orgasm closer and closer with every movement. "That's it..." Astrid panted hoarsely, feeling herself begin to lose control. "...feel it... feel me..." The words were little more than a growl, but they held the power of a lioness claiming what was hers. Joy arched beneath her, moaning loudly as she felt Astrid's orgasm build and release in powerful spasms that shook them both to their cores. For just a moment longer, Astrid held onto this feeling of control... the intoxicating power over another human being that made her heart race and her body ache. But then it was gone, replaced by a hollow emptiness that left her feeling cold and alone once more.

Her movements slowed as she felt the release welling up inside her, drawing a sharp groan from her lips. Her fingers curled around Joy's tight inner muscles, holding her still as she came down from the high of their passionate coupling. For a moment, there was silence in the room save for the sound of their heavy breathing and laboured gasps. Finally, Astrid pulled out, her body trembling as she tried to catch her breath. She looked down at Joy with a detached curiosity, studying her flushed features and mussed hair as if trying to memorize them for later. With one last glance, she rose from the bed and walked naked to the bathroom, leaving behind the memory of their brief encounter and the small piece of herself that had been given away so easily.

Her scent still lingered in the air, making it impossible to forget her presence even after she'd left. A smile tugged at the corners of Astrid's lips as she imagined how Joy must be feeling right now, sated and content with their brief encounter. The memory of their passionate lovemaking sent a shiver down her spine, but it was quickly replaced by the familiar coldness that seemed to surround her heart. She knew better than to think this had meant anything more than just another night with a nameless fan, even if for a moment she had allowed herself to forget. Now, she had to focus on the next concert and the hundreds of other fans who were just as eager for a taste of what Astrid could give them.

But maybe... just maybe, she could allow herself this one small indulgence before moving on to the next city, the next show. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to pretend that it meant something more than it really did. At least for tonight.

The guitarist tensed slightly at the feel of Joy's finger on her face, but she forced herself to relax into the touch. There was something about this woman... something that made it hard for Astrid to stay away despite knowing better. "I'm fine," she said softly, closing her eyes as Joy continued to trail her fingertip across her cheek and down her neck. There was a long pause before she finally spoke again. "Thank you... for tonight." Her voice was hoarse and rough, but there was genuine gratitude behind the words. It meant something, even if it was just for this moment in time. And maybe... that's all either of them needed.

"You can stay, if you want," Astrid said softly, not quite looking at Joy as she spoke. "I have a show in Seattle tomorrow." It wasn't much of an invitation... more like a statement of fact. She knew that Joy probably wouldn't be able to go with her anyway; most fans had their own lives outside of her tour schedule.

But the offer was made, and for now it was enough just to have this one person close beside her. Maybe she could find a way to let herself enjoy it... just a little bit longer before reality came crashing back down around her ears.

The guitarist smiled slightly at Joy's comment, unable to resist a small chuckle. "You really think so?" she asked teasingly. "I wouldn't go that far... but it would be nice to have someone familiar around for a change." There was truth in her words, even if they didn't quite reach the depth of what she truly felt about Joy.

She reached out and traced a finger along Joy's jawline, studying her face intently. "Well," she said after a moment, "since we both know Seattle so well... I suppose you could show me some of your favorite spots while I'm there." It wasn't much of an offer, but it was something at least. And for now, that had to be enough.

She smiled wryly at Joy's comment. "Yes, I know that. And I know you understand what it means to be in my position." A pause. "But sometimes..." Another hesitation, as she struggled for the right words. "Sometimes, it's nice to pretend that there's just one of us and one of you... even if it's only for a little while." It was true; there were times when the weight of her celebrity became too much to bear, and spending time with someone like Joy made her feel grounded, connected to something real. "So," she continued more lightly, "what do you say? You up for showing me around Seattle?" The offer was still there on the table, a delicate thread between them that Astrid wasn't quite ready to sever just yet. Not tonight... not while things still felt so raw and new.

"Good." She reached out, trailing her fingers through the dark waves of Joy's hair. "Then we have a date." There was a small smile tugging at the corners of Astrid's lips as she watched Joy squirm slightly beneath her touch. For tonight... maybe it wouldn't be so bad to keep this small piece of herself safe and warm in the knowledge that tomorrow, it would all go back to normal. Back to the tour bus and the never-ending cycle of concerts and meet-and-greets.

But for now, she could pretend... just a little longer. And maybe, just maybe, that would be enough.

With a soft sigh, Astrid pressed her lips to the top of Joy's head, breathing in the scent of her hair and feeling the warmth of their entwined bodies. It was hard not to feel some small measure of comfort from having someone else so close, even if it was just for tonight. She knew she should try to sleep as well... but the thoughts that kept creeping into her mind made it difficult to drift off.

Maybe they could find a way to make this work... somehow. As crazy as it seemed, there was something about Joy that called to her on a level she couldn't quite understand. Maybe it was because of how different she was from all the other fans; maybe it was just the fact that she had managed to pierce through Astrid's defenses when no one else ever could. Whatever the reason, there was a spark between them that refused to be ignored... and for now, Astrid found herself content to simply bask in its glow.

Her eyelids grew heavy as she watched the rise and fall of Joy's chest, inhaling deeply the sweet scent of her skin. It was strange... soothing almost, to have someone else close like this. But then again, maybe it shouldn't be that surprising considering how often she found solace in music, another form of human connection that transcended words and feelings.

She brushed a few stray hairs from Joy's face before closing her own eyes, allowing sleep to finally claim her as well. For tonight... just for this moment... everything was perfect. They were together, and nothing else mattered. Tomorrow would come soon enough with its own set of challenges and responsibilities, but until then they could both pretend that the world stood still around them, unchanging and eternal.

A small smile tugs at the corners of Astrid's lips as she feels Joy's touch, the warmth of their bodies pressed tightly together. The memories of last night flood her mind, and she can't help but wonder if this is what it would be like... to really let someone in. To allow herself to feel something beyond the numbing sensation of fame and adoration that has become her existence.

She takes a deep breath, feeling Joy's scent fill her lungs and ignite a spark inside her chest. It's tempting, this thought... but she knows better than to hope for anything more than what they had last night: a fleeting moment of connection in an otherwise empty void. As much as it pains her, she has to let go soon enough and return to the harsh reality waiting just beyond these hotel room walls.

"Mmm..." She mumbles sleepily, her eyes still closed as she tilts her head back against Joy's shoulder. "Good morning... I guess." Her voice is raspy and quiet, betraying the lack of sleep from last night. But even with that, there's a hint of softness there too, as if the warmth of Joy's presence has begun to thaw her frozen heart ever so slightly.

She turns her head slightly, pressing her lips against Joy's neck in a slow, gentle kiss before pulling back and looking up at her with bleary eyes. "I guess it's time we got going..." She yawns, stretching her arms overhead and arching her back. "Our show in Seattle starts soon enough."

There's an awkward pause as they both consider what comes next; the return to their respective worlds, each knowing that what they shared last night can never be repeated. Joy breaks the silence first, smiling down at Astrid with a mix of hope and trepidation. "We should go grab some breakfast before we leave... if you want." It's an invitation disguised as a simple question, but Astrid knows better than to refuse it.

Her gaze flickers away for a moment, considering the question. "You can come with me," she finally says, her voice quiet but firm. It would be easier this way... to have someone familiar around, especially since it was Seattle and Joy knew the city so well. Besides, if there was even the slightest chance that they could maintain some semblance of the connection they'd shared last night, Astrid wanted to take it.

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever might come next as she watches Joy out of the corner of her eye. "So... you want to grab breakfast now?"

Her heart races as she feels Joy's lips against hers, the warmth and softness of her touch making it difficult to think straight. She parts her lips, letting out a shuddering breath as their kiss deepens, her fingers tangled in Joy's hair as they pull her closer still. Her senses are on fire, each caress, each touch sending waves of desire coursing through her body like electricity.

When they finally break apart for air, Astrid can feel the flush rising up her neck and into her cheeks. She looks at Joy with dazed eyes, trying to catch her breath and regain some semblance of composure before she's completely lost. But even then, there's a spark in them that tells her everything has already changed... forever.