8.

The guys clapped then Christian rushed Anita to cut the cake. She laughed again. As a matter of fact she has been laughing the whole night long – the boys made her very happy even if they just barely knew her. She was just Martin’s “chick”. As if Martin felt what she was thinking about, he leant to her and gave a kiss onto her lips then he lifted the plates for the cake slices. Anita expertly gave one to everyone then finally sat back onto her chair and started eating hers. It was a very good chocolate cake. Dave’s confectioner did his best: he used the more expensive chocolate.

The small gathering stayed silent for a few minutes again. Chris liked that cake so much that he ate another slice as well. Andy got tired soon – this was clearly visible from the flat blinks of his eyes behind his glasses. Anton couldn’t stop talking – he just talked and talked about everything. Anita could join him and she had a great time chatting with him. She found him interesting. She asked tons of questions from him, but it seemed that there was no such question which Anton wouldn’t be able to answer.

Then first Kessler and Andy said goodbye. They tried to drag Anton along, but the Dutch photographer stayed for a few more glasses of wine, having a great conversation with her, while Martin helped Dave to pack.

“Are you sure you want it?” he asked quietly from the singer who was loading the dishwasher.

“What?” Dave asked back absently while he finished packing into the machine and started the program.

“You know it well” Martin stressed his sentence.

“Oh, you meant THAT?”

“Yes” he nodded.

“Why do you want to share her with me?” Dave leant with his butt against the dishwasher.

“Because she’s daydreaming of it” he shrugged.

“How do you know?”

“Oh come on! Don’t tell me you didn’t saw the way she looked at you before blowing out the candles!”

“Sure I did. But are you able to throw her at me to make her happy?”

“First: I don’t throw her, secondly: yes. This is one of the main differences between us, David.”

“And how do you want to do… this?”

“We’ve talked about it, haven’t we? You cannot be this lightheaded!” he grinned at the singer and leaving him behind he returned to his girlfriend and to the unstoppable photographer.

“Okay, the party is over. Anton, go back to your hotel room and sleep!” Martin said with an angelic grin on his face.

“Martin! Don’t talk to me on this tone, because… because… because… I’ll feel offended!” Anton answered and tried to look offended.

“Oh come on, dude” he shrugged and put his arm around Anita’s shoulder, starting to stroke it and sending an obvious glimpse at the photographer over her head, so she couldn’t catch it.

“Okay, I understand” Anton smiled “I have some planning to do anyway.”

“But tell me that it’s not about the new album cover!” Dave asked with a terrified face.

“Why are you saying it like this?” the Dutch man asked stunned.

“Did you analyze your drawings?!” Dave cried out and laughed.

Anton seemed confused and thought that it’d be better for him to go. Martin looked satisfied as he watched him collect his stuff and say goodbye. Before Anton left, he called after him: “Hey, Anton, no hard feelings, right?”

“Of course there aren’t cuz I know that I’ll come up with a great stage set. I already have some ideas. I thought that we could make the stage look mysterious so that Dave’s figure can make a good contrast. And I really liked your black angel style on the PTA tour, although I don’t know whether you want to use that again, but I know that you like feathers, so I thought that…” he got into it again.

“Anton, Anton!” Martin raised a hand to stop him “We’re really tired for this now. We’ll continue on Monday, okay?”

“Alright, alright, sorry” he laughed “I’m getting tired too. Good night! We’ll continue next week.”

“Good night for you too!” Mart sighed in relief then gave a peck onto Anita’s face and finally his eyes stopped on Dave “It’s unbelievable how much he can talk…”

“You don’t have to tell me. I like him, but sometimes… well, it doesn’t matter. We’ll have to deal with such things just on Monday.”

“Yep” Mart nodded.

“Hey boys, I have something to ask” Anita straightened up suddenly “I have been musing on this for a while now… It’d be a nice opportunity or help or whatever…” she began playing nervously with the tablecloth.

“Yes?” Dave looked at her.

“Tell us” Martin encouraged her too.

“So it’s that I’ve seen Andy’s little videos when you were working on Exciter and I thought – if he isn’t doing it again – then… so I’d be happy to bring you closer to your fans with some videos and photos during the process of creating the new album. I’m sure they’d be happy and I’d be able to busy myself with something. So? But of course tell me if you don’t like the idea – I’ll understand that too.”

“I like it. Although I don’t know how ready your little blonde prince is to show some more of his being than before” he turned to Martin with a smile.

“You tell me that I’m withdrawn?” he growled and slid his hand onto Anita’s thigh.

“No. I say that you’re like a hermit. And you’re aggressive too.”

“Aggressive?? Do you hear this, sweetie?” he turned to her, shocked.

“Yes” she laughed “I have to tell that the stuff I’ve read about you usually wasn’t about your kindliness.”

“Very nice…” the blonde man pouted, grabbed the rest of his wine and as revenge he sent it down his throat with one sip.

“Well, you just showed it to us” Dave laughed again.

“What?” he glimpsed up at their host questioningly. Dave was still leaning to the kitchen counter, his arms folded in front of his chest.

“I meant that you drank soooo very angrily. But now I won’t be busy with you” Dave shrugged “We have to concentrate on our birthday girl.”

“What do you mean?” the dark-haired young woman looked at Dave too.

“What did you wish for?” the singer asked back.

Anita’s eyes showed her little confusion, but she sent him a playful little smile “I’d be crazy to tell you!”

“This wasn’t the right answer.”

“Why? What’d be the right answer? If I said that ‘I won’t tell it because then it won’t come true’?” she smiled winder as she leant forward, propped her elbows on the table and let Martin start to lazily stroke her waist.

“The right answer would be if you asked me how I know what you had wished for.”

“Well, well… you know what my wish was?” she ran her finger along the edge of her cake then she playfully licked down the cream.

Dave just nodded.

“And what’d it be?”

“Martin?” he looked questioningly at his blonde friend.

“Well, honey” Martin cleared his throat “I think both of us knows what your wish was” he smiled.

“Would you tell me more about this?” she asked.

“I can sum it up for you in one word” he caressed her face and looked her deep in the eye “Us.”

“So you think you’re not enough for me and I’m drooling and craving for Dave too?”

“I wouldn’t have put it this way” he gently shook his head “It’s alright. It’s natural around us if someone wants this womanizer. But this doesn’t mean that I’d think more into it in your case. I’m glad you stayed faithful to me” he gave her a calming smile “But I see the way you look at him…”

“Stayed?” she asked back.

“Until now” he shrugged “I didn’t mean to offend you with the past time.”

It was visible that she was happy about this news and her expression softened “What’s your plan? You give me to Dave for this night?” she looked at him surprised. She thought that Mart was the type, who protects his “territory” more.

“You both are so rough if it comes to phrase things” he rolled his eyes “It hurts my ears…” he sighed “No, I won’t give you, rather… I let my dear friend have a little taste from the wonders you and me live through together again and again… But of course just in case you want it…” he leant to her neck to gently kiss it “… as a birthday present.”

“And you?” she asked from Mart, but she started to get it. The absurdity of the situation made it hard for her to comprehend it. She’d just ‘processed’ the fact that Martin wanted her – although she still couldn’t always believe it – but this seemed to become another jaw-dropping situation.

“According to my plan, I’ll just watch for a while” he giggled darkly.

“And then?” she gave him a crooked smile. She started to believe this and it started turning her on.

“We don’t have to plan everything” he glimpsed at Dave with a grin then looked back at her.

“My bedroom is that way” Dave pointed to the left with a dark smile on his face.

“You’re such a pig, Dave!” Anita laughed “You couldn’t hunt me down with your own charm so this opportunity becomes handy for you, huh?” she joked with him while she stood up and walked next to Dave to pour some orange juice for herself.

“Hunt you down with my own charm? No, Anita, you have no idea what I’m capable of” he answered. There was no bluster in his voice just the hard overtone of his hurt self-esteem.

“Oh, Mr. Self-Respecting Dave Gahan had spoken…” Martin folded his arms, watching the two of them standing in the kitchen. Anita leant to the counter with her butt and sipped from her juice.

“Tell me, if you have any objections, Mart” Dave turned to him with a dark glimpse.

“Oh come on, what objection could I possibley have?” he shrugged and poured some wine for himself.

“Tell me Martin, why does this attract you?”

“You want to talk the whole night long?” Anita asked over her glass.

“What does the pretty lady wants?” Dave turned to her with a mesmerizing smile.

“Well, I don’t know…” she smiled with her most seductive look “Maybe you could show me this and that from your repertoire, Mr. Gahan…”

Dave just lifted his hand and motioned to the left.

“Well, this wasn’t too tempting…” she ran her hands along the front of his black shirt.

“True” he breathed and gently touched Anita’s sensitive neck with his fingertips.

She half-closed her eyes, grabbing the edge of the counter, and felt that her neck broke out in goose bumps. Dave leant closer and inhaled the scent of her skin deeply. His lips barely brushed over hers, but soon he started kissing her deeply. She’d been waiting for this moment for so long – even if she had to hide it from Martin and from herself as well. But now that she had the green light, she looked into Dave’s eyes with a little smile then she went for another kiss so she could taste his mouth again. Somewhere knowing that they were doing this in front of Martin it turned her own. She put her arms around Dave’s neck and deepened their kiss. Dave playfully sucked on her lower-lip, his skilled tongue chased hers and his fingers were softly caressing her body.

After a few moments of enjoying this, Anita broke the kiss and shot a quick glance toward the smiling Martin then took Dave’s hand and with a grin she started pulling him towards the bedroom “Well this was something, Mr. Gahan… I can’t wait for you to show me more…”

“And I cannot wait for you to become my victim” Dave answered with a dark smile.

“Your victim? What do you mean? What’d you do to me? Or what will you?” she walked – now holding both of his hands – and after they stepped into the bedroom, she led them around his body.

“Dunno… What can you take… from me?”

“Uh, this sounded very dangerously… How wide is the repertoire?” she asked and started slowly unbuttoning the black shirt.

“You have no idea” he grinned then pulled her to him and his long fingers slid under her red top. She sighed quietly and she let him quickly take it off.

“I guess, Martin mentioned that after getting turned on… I like it rough…” she whispered the end of the sentence into his ear then she gently bit into his earlobe.

“No, I think he left me figure out everything… or at least at the beginning.”

Hearing this she looked at the blonde man, who just walked into the room with a little smile on his face and he returned the kiss she’d sent from the other end of the room.

“Then you already have one useful information about me…” she smiled back at Dave and sighed when the strong hands slid from her breasts to her butt “Grab me!” she asked hoarsely, her body already on fire.

“As you wish…” Dave answered and grabbed Anita rough while his sharp teeth bit into her neck and he started sucking on her skin.

“Oh god, that’s it!!” she cried out and let her head fall back. She started unbuttoning that useless shirt of his and greedily stroked it down from his body, scratching his shoulders.

“You should show me something as well. I want something in return… Just giving and not getting isn’t so fun” Dave said as he pressed his already hard cock to her groin through the fabric of his trousers.

“Well, well, well… are we this excited already?” she stroked along the front of Dave’s trousers and she smiled contentedly hearing his low moan. She tugged on his belt and slowly undid it, her fingers playing with the button and the zipper. “Oh my… this time we have underwear? Uh-oh, Mr. Gahan, I’ll be disappointed in you…”

“I don’t wear them just on the stage. You know… tight trousers…” he moaned.

“Uh-oh… maybe you should do this more in your everyday life as well…” she answered and pushed down his pants and underwear, touching the nice butt and thighs then one of her hands slid onto his hardness.

“Don’t let it go!” he moaned.

“And if I do?” she joshed, touching him just with her fingertips, but she took mercy on him and she slid her hand back on him and the other discovered lower regions too.

“Then I’ll rape you right in front of Martin.”

Anita felt her mouth going dry from the idea and her legs started shaking as she looked up into Dave’s eyes, seeing that he really would do it! He’d be able to do it! She was already moist between her legs as she was standing in front of this divine man.

“Well… though I was ready to give you some nice blow-job….” she said finally and a little smile crossed her face, cuz she started pulling her hand away.

“Do it!” Dave barked at her.

“What exactly?” she joshed with him again, playing with fire.

Dave put his hand on her shoulder and roughly pushed her down onto her knees. He fisted his hand in her hair and pulled her head to him “Lick!”

Anita decided to play along with him – for now – and she slowly licked the hard cock all along.

“Don’t hold yourself back” Dave moaned from the warm, wet tongue’s touch. And Anita took his advice… Her hand moved on the hard and long cock unstoppably then her hungry mouth had joined the dance too to finally taste Dave’s hardness in all of its glory.

He groaned loudly on his strong voice, throwing his head back and his fingers got lost in the long hair. He could feel Martin’s gaze on his body and this just turned him on even more, rushing more blood into his groin, making him harder and bigger. She was doing her job enthusiastically. She set an excitingly slow pace then she licked along the venous throbbing cock, keeping one eye on Martin. A little surprised smile appeared in the corner of her mouth seeing that the slightly flushed blonde man was sitting there - his mouth half-opened - and his hand was pumping his freed dick. Dave glanced to the side as well and he had to growl from the sight. He didn’t drag her up yet, he let himself get lost deeper and deeper in his pleasure. Anita breathed a soft kiss onto the cock, which was glistening from her saliva and her free hand opened her trousers. Not waiting for Dave to move she stood up, kissed the man - so he could taste himself on her lips - then she led his hand to her trousers, showing him what she wanted. And Dave understood it: the black trousers landed on the floor so he could freely grab and squeeze the revealed skin. She moaned and searched for the singer’s mouth, putting her arms around his neck and pressing her body to his to feel his hardness by her lower-tummy.

“So… I’ve stopped… What’ll you do now?” she whispered onto his mouth.

“Now comes that part when I tear you apart and rape you” Dave said with a dark look. He wasn’t lying.

“Then show me something…” she quickly licked his lower-lip while she danced out of his hands. Dave caught her as fast as the lightning and pushed his victim down to the bed. He was right over her and pinned her wrists roughly to the sheet.

“Did you know that Martin had leather-straps in the past?” he asked.

She could answer just after a moan as she tried to free her hands “Really?” her eyes flashed “No, he haven’t told me about this yet…”

She thought that she heard chuckling from the corner. She turned her head that way and saw Mart grinning like mad, still moving his hand on himself lazily.

“Yes he has some. Sadly I don’t think that he brought them here with him, but next time, if we meet again, I’ll expect to have them with you” he looked at his blonde mate at the end of the sentence.

“Deal” the other man grinned then waved towards them with his free hand “Please, go on! You’re very exciting!” his eyes flashed.

Dave just laughed then turned back to his victim. He didn’t say a word just gave her a bruising kiss then went down to her neck and chest. One of his hands let her wrists go and slid easily downwards until it reached its goal and he pushed his fingers into the girl. Anita’s whole body tensed and she cried out from the sudden move, trying to free her hands above her head.

Dave chuckled again “No, I won’t let you go.”

“Why not?” she asked, but didn’t pay too much attention – she was still trying to free her wrists. She lifted one of her legs, trying to force it between their bodies, wanting to push him away like this.

“What’re ya up to?” he asked back while he moved his fingers faster.

Anita moaned again but tried to hold herself back “To put up a fight, what else?” she moved her whole body, straining against Dave. She turned around and was about to free her hands with a twist. Dave let her go and pushed her back onto her back. She moaned, but Dave had to change position and this way she had enough room to quickly close her legs, pushing her knees to Dave’s chest, keeping him away.

“You think this’ll help?” Dave chuckled and started separating her legs.

Anita moaned a few times from the straining, watching him with a little smile “This turns you on, isn’t it?” she grinned with half-closed eyes.

“Sure. Isn’t it obvious?”

Anita glimpsed down at the rock-hard cock and chuckled “Weeeell….” and she playfully propped herself up, sliding backwards on the sheet, ‘escaping’. But Dave – like a big cat jumping out from its hiding while hunting – sprang at Anita. With a few adept moves he forced her legs open to make her ‘vulnerable’ again. “And what’ll you do now?” he asked leaning to her breasts and started tasting them.

“Well…” she panted from the firm grips and from the weight of his body on hers “I think… I rest a bit and collect some strength” she giggled “But I won’t give up, don’t you dare to think…” she tensed her arm-muscles.

“Oh I’m absolutely sure you won’t. But are you ready for this…?” he asked and without waiting for her reaction he moved forward with his hips, penetrating her deeply. Anita cried out loud, throwing her head back into her pillow then she looked at Dave panting, her eyes dark from desire. Burning heat washed over her body and felt that her skin became sweaty, but she didn’t care. She cared just about the feeling as Dave’s hard cock was moving between her legs.

“Oh my god!” she let her head fall back again, her veins on her neck popping out.

“Yes?” he asked, turning both of them on even more with his steady rhythm.

Anita tired to swallow, but her mouth was completely dry from panting and from the feeling as Dave’s body brushed over hers again and again. She felt herself blushing as she looked down to where their bodies were joined and from the sight another wave of desire rushed through her veins. She picked up Dave’s rhythm and her hips started to move with his as she propped herself up on her forearms.

“David…” she finally managed to moan and she put all of her longing for him from the last few months into this one word.

“Yes?” he panted back, pulling himself back. He didn’t want to come yet, he still wanted to enjoy the girl and the fact that Martin’d offered her. He wanted to enjoy the situation that Anita – Martin’s girlfriend – wanted him this much… And this made him satisfied. His blonde mate’s offer had turned him on. He didn’t want to finish a probably long night yet. He slowed down to give her slower, but deeper and more intensive thrusts, circling his hips time after time.

“This… is better than I’ve imagined!” she broke out, loosing her mind when Dave circled his hips again. She felt that all the resistance she felt in her shaking body has started melting away in this heat. She wanted more, although she knew that she was already close. For a moment she thought. She hoped that if she turns her head to Martin, she won’t see any offence on his face for saying such things to Dave. Finally – between two moans – she pulled herself together and turned to the left to search for her lover’s eyes with her cloudy gaze. Martin was still sitting in the armchair, although now he was fixing the ceiling as he got lost in the pleasures he caused to himself.

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