Starting from Scratch

Little patches of the colored concrete stretch out for miles. The view of the city is barely obstructed by the pristine glass in front of you. It looks like a painting from all the way up here—interconnected roads and buildings sprawling out across the horizon, slowly losing their density until it blends into the hazy sky. You've never been this high up to see it all before. All your old problems, struggles, and suffering seem so small and distant now. You look around to try to spot that ratty old motel-turned-apartment in the area you used to know, but you probably couldn't make it out without a telescope. To hell with it.

You breathe in a content breath and let the satisfied smile settle onto your lips. This new penthouse smells like floor polish and fancy ferns instead of mildew and alcohol. You still couldn't believe all you had to do was tell your accountant you wanted one and a week later you're standing here living in it. Your hand slides over your pocket to make sure the little box is still there, resting safely. From van, to bus, to jet, to now, all with her. Hard living to the lap of luxury, just like she always said. You pull the box out and pop it open to admire the shiny little note etched into the gemstone. It's time to make it official.

You hear the shower shut off behind you and quickly snap the box shut and shove it back in your pocket. You turn around to see Vinyl's beautiful pale skin contrast against the sleek modern paint. She pats herself down, leaving a trail of water out of the bathroom before wrapping her hair with it and leaving her body completely exposed.

"Man, you have got to try that shower. I didn't even know they had ones where it just comes straight out of the ceiling but I know I'm never going back," she says as she rubs her hair a little more and walks over to you.

"Wait until you see the TV," you shoot back. "Comes right out of the ceiling too."

"Wow. Went all out just for me?" she says as she leans against you for a quick kiss. You put an arm around her bare back to pull her in as your lips meet.

"When the accountant asked what our budget was I told her whatever the opposite of cheap was. Guess this was it."

Vinyl settles into you and her eyes trace off towards the view. "Find the old apartment yet?" she says, a mix of amusement and resentment in her voice.

"Tried. We're up too high to see it."

"Maybe they finally demolished it."

You let out a laugh. "Here's hoping. I don't think it was properly habitable even before I got there."

Vinyl leans up to steal another kiss. "And you really sat there and had to think about it before we left."

You wrap your other hand around her naked form, holding her tight in your loving embrace. "Deciding to live in that broken down van and sleeping on that uncomfortable metal for two years with you was definitely the best decision I ever made."

"I know exactly which junkyard that van ended up in. I can get us back in it any time," Vinyl says with a playful grin.

"You’d really trade all this for a blow-up mattress and truck stop sink showers again?”

Vinyl’s face adopts a reminiscent smile. “I had a good time.”

Your lips can’t help but curl up on their own too. “Yeah…” you say before leaning down and kissing her cheek, doing your best to not let your eyes trace down to her nude form.

“Really doesn’t feel like three years ago. It’s like a lifetime’s gone by since we were making music on that pawn shop laptop and a microphone that barely worked.”

Vinyl laughs and rests her head on your shoulder. “Man, I found that thing in a dumpster. I think it was for one of those plastic guitar games.”

“That would explain the USB port.”

Vinyl sighs. “Man, if I could just find that thing again. I haven’t been able to recreate that crackle effect we used in the first album to save my life.”

“How many of those CDs did we end up selling in the grocery store parking lots?” you say with a playful nudge.

“Bro, at least twenty. We hit the big time with that idea.”

“Probably a better deal than the record company that was just an obvious money laundering front.”

“I dunno, watching them have that shootout from across the street was pretty fun,” Vinyl says, nudging you back.

“You do realize if we hadn’t been over an hour late to that meeting we would’ve been in the middle of it right?”

Vinyl smiles and puts on a sultry expression. “Even more reason to have wild backseat sex before anything important.”

You smile back at her. “Got me there.”

Vinyl reaches her arm over you to grab your waist and pull you tight against her. The water still clinging to her body seeps through your clothes, but you figure you’ll be taking them off before long anyway. She lovingly rubs her hips against you, pressing the little box in your pocket between the two of you. Your breath catches in your throat, but you do your best to play it off as her eyes flick down.

“Is that the TV remote in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Your hands snake around her back to pull her in tight. They trace their way down to her ass to distract her with a squeeze. “I’m always happy to see you.”

You wince as you feel her hand sneak its way into your pocket. “Well let’s reward the little man with–”
A sigh leaves your lips as her hand wraps around the box. “Hmm, what’s this?” she says as she pulls it out with a curious glance.

“Well, uh, it’s supposed to be a surprise.”

Lacking any form of patience or grace about the situation, she flips the little box open to find your custom-made ring. Silver shines around the white padding, wrapping around the cut sapphires before embedding a diamond with a little engraved musical note on top of it.

Vinyl steps back, her eyes going wide with shock and her hand shooting over her mouth in surprise. “You… you…”

“Yes,” you let out with an amused laugh. “I was going to try to find a special time to ask. But uh…” you look her in those deep, beautiful, purple eyes with the most love you’ve ever felt for anything in the whole world. “Will you marry me?”

A smile spreads across her face wider than you’ve ever seen. “Yes! Yes yes yes yes!” she says with a few excited hops. “Oh my god, this is so awesome.” She starts pacing around, eyes flitting everywhere as her brain goes wild with ideas. “We’re gonna have the most badass wedding that has ever existed. Lights, pyrotechnics, lasers, our own music… Tigers! Can we get tigers?”

“I mean the act before us in that Vegas show had them so it shouldn’t be that big of a deal.”

“Tigers! They’re gonna be telling the story of this party in the history books of awesome shit. Oh my god.” She grins so wide you fear her cheeks might split open. In a flash she jumps on you, almost sending you to the floor before you can step back to catch yourself and wrap your arms around her legs. Her wet breasts settle around your face as she relentlessly kisses the top of your head. “And I thought life couldn’t get any better.”

You try to say something, but it gets muffled between a pair of wonderful tits.

Vinyl lets off another giggle. “Right.” She leans back to allow you a breath. “And don’t worry, our next show you can totally propose like normal. I’ll make sure to cry and everything.”

“What’s a good proposal… without a few tears,” you say, struggling a little bit to contain her excited squirming.

“These’ll be the good kind, I promise.”

Vinyl hops off of you finally, a giddy expression still plastered on her face as she saunters over to the couch, grabbing a donut from the box you two had been working on this morning as you got used to the new apartment. She can’t take her eyes off the ring, staring at it like a kid who just found the biggest pile of candy in existence. “Man, we’re gonna have a whole ass unlimited ice cream bar, a cake bigger than the van, and a bunch of those weird little appetizers so people know we’re fancy as fuck now too. What are they called? Whore derz?”

You let off a laugh as you fall back into the cushion beside her on the couch. “Hors d’oeuvres?”

“Hmm. Maybe we shouldn’t call them that. Don’t want to seem snobby now that we’ve made it big.”

You look over to the beautiful, relentless, dream-driven girl who changed your life, hoping she’d never change. “You know, if we really wanted to make sure of that we could have a dress code of street clothes only. Imagine all the record label and industry snobs having to show up in jeans and hoodies.”

Vinyl belts out a quick, boisterous laugh. “Holy shit that’s such a good idea. And that’s why I’m marrying you,” she says, finally taking her eyes off the ring and back towards you.

Her giddy, excited expression softens into a tender, loving one. She scoots over to press herself right up against your hip and takes another long, affectionate look into your eyes before stealing a kiss for herself.

“You know, I really don’t know where I’d be right now if I hadn’t moved into that crappy apartment next to you,” Vinyl says wistfully, her eyes tracing up to the ceiling.

“There was a slightly nicer apartment ten blocks down. You easily could’ve been miserable there instead.”

“With the kind of money I was making I was lucky to be able to get our shithole. But no, I mean you. I was kinda losing inspiration when we met. Stuff felt generic and I didn’t really know where to take it. But then came you,” she says with an accompanying playful nudge.

“You would’ve figured it out and became famous either way, really.”

Her eyebrows furrow and she nudges you again, a little more forceful this time. “No way, dude. As corny as it sounds you were totally my missing piece. Your skills on the strings were the missing piece I needed to set myself apart and make something genuine. Something that hits straight at the soul, you know?”

You give her a soft, genuine smile. “It definitely turned out great. I mean I would’ve never made music again if you hadn’t shown up.”

“Would’ve been a shame, man. But hey, what’s the use in what ifs? We got a wedding to plan now,” she says, adopting her giddy smile again and looking back towards the ring.

“Yeah, was starting to worry I might get a naked philosophy session.”

Vinyl giggles before setting the ring on the coffee table. “Oh, you’re definitely about to get something.” Once her donut is finished and her hands are free, she swings her leg over to straddle you, reintroducing you to the girls she has had out wild and free this whole time. She kisses your forehead in an uncharacteristically gentle manner. “I’m so glad I met you…” she whispers.

You wrap your arms around her waist and pull her close, planting a kiss right over her heart. “Me too.” You give her a squeeze and nestle your head into her chest, and she wraps her arms around your head in return and settles her cheek on the top of your head. “I never want to let you go.”

“Mmm,” Vinyl hums. “You can’t now. You’re stuck with me forever no matter what.” She slowly leans back away from the embrace. “Let me just get dressed for the occasion real quick.” She grabs the ring out of the box and slips it over her finger, taking a moment to appreciate it in the light before slinging the towel off her hair and shaking any remaining water off like a dog. “There, fully dressed.”

“Ah, so this is how you’re going to dinner tonight?” You say with an amused smile.

“I’m in a partying kind of mood, so who knows?”

“What kind of partying would you like to do right now?”

“Well…” Vinyl’s fingers trace down to your waistline, slowly working their way up your chest along with your shirt. “I know a certain part of you I would like to never let go of.”

“We’ve got a meeting with a producer in like half an hour,” you say, an amused smile still on your face, already knowing how she was about to answer.

“Fuck him, he can wait,” she says as she tears the shirt off your back and leans down to start the make-out session.

Her nipples poke into your bare skin. The cold air after her shower perked them up quite a bit, but you can already feel them soften in your warm embrace. Vinyl grabs your face and lets her tongue dance with yours with reckless abandon like it’s the last time you’d ever get to. Her heavy sighs taste like a sweet sugar glaze and as your hands caress her sides you can already feel a passionate heat building inside her.

Before you know it she’s pulled out of the kiss and is frantically flicking at your belt to get past the obstacle. After so many backseat and backroom quickies she’s gotten surprisingly good at making sure your pants aren’t an issue. With one final tug, they’re around your thighs with your cock happily greeting her eager hand with a throb.

She looks down at your member and bites her lip but with a devious glance backward too. “I’ve got an idea. Fuck me against the window.”

You smile at her. “The big window that the entire city can see?”

“Hell yeah. Let them be jealous that my awesome husband gets to bang the hottest wife in existence,” she says as she gives your cock a gentle stroke.

You let out a soft groan. “You know we’re not technically married yet, right?”

“Mmm,” she coos as she rubs your dick against her wet, yearning folds. “Tell that to the ring. Now shut up and run me ragged.”

You happily oblige, grabbing her by the waist and lifting both of you off the couch. You tumble forward out of your pants until Vinyl’s back hits the glass and your length presses against her hole. She lets out a gentle sigh at the feeling and her eyes lose their edge in the pleasure.

A quick tug on her legs presses her into position between you and the glass, and you adjust to line up with her. Her eyes desperately flit between your dripping manhood and you, begging for a taste. You don’t hesitate to give it to her and with one long thrust you’re completely inside her.

A long, ragged moan fills the room. Vinyl’s head sinks back as she melts into your grasp. You let out a heavy breath yourself as you enjoy the feeling of her warm, wet entrance as it welcomes you with a gentle hug. As you settle into her, you can feel her heart beating in her chest and her inner walls clenching as she tries to enjoy every inch of you. You start off slow and methodical, giving her time to adjust and enjoy every detail, but you can’t wait forever. You go in for the kill by kissing her exposed neck just as you hilt inside her.

Her nails dig into your back and her legs squeeze around you as she lets out another moan. Your length hammers into her like no tomorrow and you can feel her wetness coating your hips and undoubtedly staining the glass. Wet plaps echo against the walls and a resounding thud thunders off the window you’re plowing against.

Vinyl’s nails cut into you as she screams in ecstatic bliss. “God, don’t you da-ah-re stop,” she says as her limbs start losing their grip.

You tighten your grip against her thighs and give her everything she ever wanted. Another kiss against her neck and along her chest, another thrust deep inside her, and another throb of precum as your cock finds every last detail of her insides. You can feel her feet twitching behind you and her grip on your shoulders melting off. Before she loses herself to the sensation entirely, she brings one hand to your cheek to look you in the eye. Those deep lavender pools look at you with a fondness you’d never seen before. The wild, untameable spirit inside of them softened if just for a moment, to fully embrace the love and affection towards you. You could tell just by one look how much she cares about you, how much she’d give just to never let you go. You can’t help but slow down the pace as warm happiness spreads through you at her gaze. You return the feeling by shooting forward to meet lips.

Her arms wrap back around your shoulders. This kiss, deep and tender, somehow feels different than before. You feel more than just her lips, you feel everything that she is, everything that she wants to be, and all of it that she’s giving over to you to be yours forever. You do your best to share the feeling, pecking and caressing her like she’s the most important thing you’ll ever know because she is. You can tell she can feel that part of you as she lovingly squeezes her limbs around you in a gentleness you’ve rarely seen from her.

Wordlessly, you let her down. You both could feel it, that you wanted more than just a flashy fuck against a window. You slip out of her as she rests on her feet and you both take each other's hands. Without a peep, you both head over to bed and fall backward on it. Another long look into each other's eyes settles into place. Her hair spreads out wildly against the soft sheets, framing the beautiful face you never want to go a day without seeing. You place your arms around her, your dick resting against her clit waiting for another round of action, but even with the animalistic yearning you’re content just to share her gaze.

Her hands wrap around your forearms and her legs rise up to find their way around your waist again. As you lean down to reconnect the ephemeral kiss, Vinyl adjusts her hips until you find her way inside her again.

Instead of the reckless, wild thrusts from before, you slow down and take your time, and savor every moment. You feel her inner walls spread to greet you and caress you on the way in, the way her clit feels against your groin, the soft coos she lets out every time you hit all her favorite spots, the softness of her thighs against your sides and the gentle grip of her fingers around your arms begging you to continue.

You both lean into another kiss to enjoy each other even more fully. Being so connected you can feel the loving warmth build to an orgasm inside you, and with the restlessness of Vinyl’s hips, you can tell she isn’t far off either. The loud, wet plaps from before are replaced by the sounds of the sheets rustling and both of your heavy breathing as you bring each other to the precipice of pleasure.

Your tongues lovingly lick at each other as your arms sink down around her back to fully embrace her. Your strokes become short and deep as your bodies press together in a symphony of warm ecstasy. Vinyl’s soft coos build with each motion until she has to break away from the kiss to let out a louder moan.

Her entire form pulses and her limbs squeeze you tight as she cums. At first, it’s just the twitch of her legs, but as you feel her inner walls begin to convulse she tightens her hug around you to make sure you’re not going anywhere. You let out a groan of your own as you sink into the feeling. A gentle kiss of the silky skin of her neck and another caress of your length by her insides and you’re already there with her. You let out a long breath and let go. Your cock convulses hard, spilling every drop of seed within her. Her long moan gets interrupted with a quick gasp and another squeeze as she enjoys the warm cum filling her up.

You both squirm and shudder at the waves of your shared orgasms, holding each other as tight as you can to enjoy every detail of the moment. Vinyl’s pussy finally relaxes around you, and the last of your cum drips out of you, and you both melt into each other in blinding bliss, desperately trying to pant your way back to lucidity.

You don’t know how much time passes as you rest there on top of her, both of you enjoying the little caresses of each other's bodies as you breathe. Eventually, you roll to the side, keeping your arm wrapped around her to stay connected.

Once her own panting slows down, Vinyl looks over to you with that same loving gaze that spreads the fuzzy fond warmth through your whole being.

“I love you so much,” she whispers.

You run your hand across her cheek. “I’ve never loved anything more than I love you, and I never will.”

You both lean in to share one last kiss, knowing it only gets better from here.