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Paul was tired, he barely slept a wink, not with Richard who didn’t sleep either. When Paul wakes up from his nap,if he could call it a nap, Richard was finally sleeping and Paul was glad…at least one of them could rest.
Arriving in the living room he finds Till and Flake on the couch and…of course Flake is in Till’s lap. Paul is glad that Flake finally finds someone and he was so glad that it was Till, he knows that Till will protect him.
He goes into the kitchen and finds Oliver, who was looking through his phone. With a small nod, he smiles at Paul, who was looking like a dead body.
“Morning….”
“Morning yourself…you look like shit”
“Funny. Why are you early, shouldn’t you be in bed with Chris?”
“He wasn’t feeling well, so I wait for the water to get hot enough so that I bring him some tea that could help with his stomach ache”
“Ah shit,stomach ache?”
“Yep…he is really grumpy and mostly will kill anyone who tries to annoy him”
“So no studio today?
“No studio today.”
They both stay silent, but Oliver was curious.
“Soooo….what’s your problem?”
“Why do you think I have a problem?”
“You look like a zombie and Richard isn’t stuck to you….sooo, what’s the problem?”
“Richard is feeling…you know…not good…his self-esteem is down again” Paul said, it pains him to see Richard like this.
“Hmm….did you try to be by his side? You know, give him comfort?”
“I always do that…hell on the stage after we kiss I always tell him he his wonderful or that I love him”
“But…?”
“But this time….it’s worse and I don’t know what to do. I was thinking that a few days away from anything that is studio or the stress would do some good, you know? But I don’t know if the others will agree” Paul said, putting his head on the table.
“I have an idea….it may look stupid, but it could work. I have a feeling that Richard will think it is stupid, but he will love it” Oliver said, getting up and leaving the kitchen, leaving Paul alone.
Paul was trying to understand what happened, still thinking what to do with Richard. He is afraid that he is not a good partner, not knowing what to do when Richard feels like this. They both talked about it, being in each other arms…..hell Paul cried in Richard’s arms and he was there smiling and saying he is not going away….and Paul knew that Richard was the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with.
Paul chuckles when Oliver puts some paper in front of him, taking him out of his thoughts. He looks at the paper, they have a lot of colors and there were…..
“Stickers?”
“Yep.”
“How stickers could help me with Richard’s low self-esteem?”
“Did you read what is written on the stickers?”
Paul looks back to the stickers. They were small stars in different colors, but he could see the different words. “good job”; “your awesome”; “cool”; “wow” and many other praising words were written on the stickers. Paul looks at the stickers and then at Oliver, his face was still the same.
“Please tell me this is a joke” Paul said, still wondering if this is a really bad joke.
“Nope, let me tell you, at first Chris thinks they were stupid, but they work….especially when he found some of those stickers on his drumsticks and he was smiling the whole day” Oliver smiles, somehow gets stuck in his daydreaming.
Paul looks at the stickers, he….is still not sure about this.
“I don’t know….I don’t want to think I play with him when he is like this.”
“Just try. They are stickers, it’s not something bad and they could be easily taken off if you want.”
“Fine fine and if I’m out of stickers, then what?”
“You can come to me and I can give you all the stickers that I have, Chris doesn’t need them anymore.”
“I still don’t understand….they really worked with Chris?”
“Yep….do you see him getting angry from anything?”
“Not really….so you think I have a chance with this?”
“Only one way to find out….I will leave you now, I have a grumpy drummer who waits for his tea” Oliver said, taking the cup and slowly disappearing in the hallway.
Paul looks at the stickers and he still thinks if he should use them on Richard or not. He looks out of the small window of their kitchen when the idea comes. Fuck it, what could go wrong? They were just stickers. Paul takes one off and puts it on his hand and after taking it off….good they can get off the skin easily.
He hears the grumpy murmurs and recognizes them in an instance. It seems that Richard misses his warm pillow. Richard finally sits down by Paul's side and gives him a lazy kiss. Now it was Paul’s chance.
Paul takes a sticker with a “good job” written on it and puts it on Richard’s hand, making him look confused at the sticker and then at Paul.
“What is this?”
“Hmmm, this is just a small game to play with you, how are you feeling?”
“I…..I’m fine, I could catch some sleep….” Richard was confused, he was still looking at the sticker.
“Did the small sticker get your tongue? I should use them a long time ago”
“What…no, I still don’t understand why I got a sticker?”
“You got a sticker, because you wake up and get out from bed…..so you got the one with “good job”
“Because I got up from bed?”
“Yep”
“You are an idiot.”
“Well….you choose this idiot to love you soo….you have no choice and accept the stickers.”
“How long are you going to keep use the stickers?”
“Until my baby comes back from his dark corner” Paul said, putting his hand over the sticker, still on Richard’s hand.
Richard smiles and nods, he really thinks this is just a small game and Paul would get bored at one point….oh poor Richard, doesn’t know what he got himself into.
A few days pass and Richard finds more and more stickers on him and he starts to regret that he let Paul play this game. It was cute at first, finding them on his hands, on his chest close to his heart…hell he found some on his favorite guitar….he should be angry, but somehow they put a smile on his face.
Now somehow they appear….EVERYWHERE. Richard was getting tired of finding them on his face. Paul of course acts like there is nothing wrong, always having that innocent angel face and Richard was getting mad.
The others saw how bad it was with stickers and they looked at Oliver, who pretended that he wasn’t the one that gave Paul the idea….Schneider’s eyes were always on him.
Richard was loving the stickers, but he never shows, even though they were annoying to take off his hair in the morning, he will not show it to Paul, he still needs to show that he doesn’t care…..as much as it sometimes hurts.
One morning Richard wakes up and for the first time there weren’t any stickers on him. He looks at Paul’s side and it was empty. He slowly goes to the bathroom and looks everywhere on his body…no stickers. Did Paul get tired of this game? Richard wonders if it was his dark mood that ruined his game….and his mood was getting worse.
He goes back to their room, thinking what he could do to make Paul happy today….a grumpy Paul is not something that he wants….OH, they could go in the garden and maybe have something nice to eat, now that the weather was pretty warm.
With determination in his eyes, Richard finally enters his room, but he didn’t expect Paul there looking out the window. He couldn’t read his face and Richard slowly worries…and him being worried is always bad.
“Paul?”
“Oh Richard, there you are.”
“Are you ok?”
“Yes of course, why would you think I’m not ok?”
“You are too…..quiet”
“Oh yes, sorry about it….I was still thinking about what I have prepared for you.”
“Prepared for….me?”
“Yep…now I see that you are naked, helps me a lot.”
“Paul….what have you prepared for me?”
“Oh baby…..you don’t even know” Paul smiles and Richard shudders at the words.
Paul slowly approaches Richard, takes the towel that was around his waist and pushes him in the bed. Richard was out of breath, wanting to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat when he saw Paul getting undressed.
Richard always squirms when Paul undresses in front of him, always wondering how he chose him from everyone….but seeing those soft smiles that are only for him, Richard feels like a blushing virgin every time.
Paul loves the way Richard was looking at him, with those eyes full of love, his body always ready to take all the love he gives him. But what got Paul all the time was Richard’s heart. His heart was bigger than all of them, making him a soft soul, but it has so many cracks that Paul swears he will heal them.
He gets between Richard’s spread legs, putting his hand on his chest and making him lean on the pillows and let their lips touch. It was soft and slow, Paul making sure to give Richard all the love he has for him.
Richard grabs Paul's neck and lets him fall on him, making the kiss go deeper, kissing his lips and face. He wants to show him that he adores him, to let him take anything and leave nothing behind. Richard would give Paul his beating heart and would be happy.
Paul breaks the kiss, letting Richard breathe and slowly going down his neck, kissing and sucking….marking him as his. Paul slowly gets up, making Richard confused.
“Turn around for me, baby…..show me that bottom of yours” Paul said kissing Richard’s chest.
Richard slowly moves, he’s already excited, his erection was getting harder and harder. Now on his belly, he could feel the kisses and caresses from Paul and melts….not feeling how his hands are getting handcuffed to the bed.
“Now….sit there my precious boy….”
“What?” Richard opens his eyes, seeing how his hands now are stuck to the headboard of the bed.
“You will be punished my precious angel.”
“Paul what….because of what? What have I done?” Richard moves his hands, but the handcuffs were metal ones and he knows he can’t escape, not without the keys.
“Oh baby, you can try to escape……but we both know you can’t without the keys.” Paul puts a collar around Richard’s neck and the clinks from the keys could be heard……The bastard put the keys of the handcuffs on the collar.
“Paul….”
“Now kitten don’t bite….all I want is to worship this body that is in front of me…..and I need you handcuff, because I know you can get a bit…..energetic when it comes to praises” Paul said, letting his going down Richard’s back, making him gasp, when his nails touch a sensitive spot.
“Can you…..tell me why you punish me?” Richard gives up to escape,he knows he is stuck here.
“It’s not a punishment. It’s more of a reminder”
“A reminder?.....a reminder of what?”
“What a good person you are?”
“Paul no……don’t do this, we both know I am not.”
“But you are and I will show you……after all Oliver gave me more stickers.” Richard didn’t need to see that smile that was on Paul right now…..wait.
“OLIVER WAS THE ONE THAT STARTED THIS MADNESS???” Richard screams, not caring that the others could hear him.
In Schneider's room, Oliver sneezes, causing Schneider to drag him in bed and cuddle.
Paul laughs at the scream and sees how Richard's blush now going down his neck….oh Paul would enjoy this. He rises from his bed and goes to the small table close to the door. The position wasn’t helping him move his head and Richard is getting anxious.
Hearing Paul make those happy sounds and then the sound of paper being thrown on bed, Richard was trying his best to get the keys from the collar so that he could escape this hell that Paul created for him.
Paul gets in bed, loving the way Richard is moving his ass around trying to get out of his predicament, but they both know that he can’t. He spanks Richard's ass, making him moan and grunt…..he is getting pissed.
“PAUL…..RELEASE ME!”
“But why would I do that….”
“This is stupid and you know.”
“It’s not. Seeing you like this and you will take every…praise….I…will give you and you will be a…good…boy for me” Paul let his words linger, enjoying the way Richard was already trembling under him.
He takes the stickers and slowly puts one on his forehead and then kisses it.
“This….is where the most brilliant mind I have ever meet….right now hiding in the shadows…..I will get there soon”
Richard wants to hide in the pillows, but then another sticker appears close to his right eye.
“You have the most beautiful eyes….I could get lost in them and never return ….but then I wouldn’t be here and giving you love. But what got me was how I can see one of the reason I fall for you….your soul”
Richard squirms under him and another sticker is going now close to his nose.
“Your nose is like a button…it’s so cute, always loving to boop it and annoy you….but I know that inside, you love it”
Richard was red now, the next sticker was close to his mouth.
“I love your mouth, your lips…..I love the way you smile. Small, big, cocky? Every smile you give me it’s like the sun appearing on the sky and those lips….every time I kiss them and seeing them getting red,beautiful…..always begging me for more”
The first tear falls on his cheeks and Paul thinks he should stop, but he needs to remind Richard how much he means to him. The next sticker goes right under his ear.
“I love how sensitive they are every time I touch them….or bite them” Paul couldn’t hold it anymore and bites Richard’s ear, making him moan.
The next sticker was on Richard’s neck, hissing when Paul put it there.
“I love your neck, not only that it holds the most beautiful voice I have ever heard, but every time you let your neck show….I barely hold myself not to bite it in front of everyone and show that you…belong…to…me.” Paul bites down on Richard’s neck, hard, making him scream.
The next stickers were on Richard’s arms.
“I love those arms…so slim, yet strong….love the way they can play a guitar so beautiful or the way they hold me….close to your heart.”
Richard’s brain was slowly turning into mush. The next stickers land on his chest and nipples.
“I love this chest….so big and soft….and mine to grab and love, those nipples so sensitive and the sounds you make every time I touch them are music to my ears.” Paul lets his fingers touch Richard’s nipples, twisting them and making Richard moan.
A choke sob gets out and the next sticker falls on his back, right on his spine.
“I love your back, so sensitive when I touch it…the same back that carries so much weight…..baby let me carry some of it…..”
Richard was so close to crying. The next sticker was right above his belly button.
“I love this belly so much, no matter what other people say about it or what the news said….I love to caress it and kiss it….or even let my head rest on it, while you caress my head and let me sleep on it.”
Richard finally lets the sobs out, but Paul isn't done. The next sticker was right above his dick, Paul not giving a care in the world, when he felt Richard’s erection, jumping and still waiting for attention.
“I love your dick, so big and warm in my hand, always jumping when it feels my hand on your body…..getting so hard and it’s only because I touch you….loving the way it is ready to please….but you know that you don’t need to do that? Not with me…..not when I want to have my lips around it and swallow it whole and stay there, to let you use my throat like a toy, to see you come on my face.....and the moment when you come......it's angelic”
Richard’s tears were flowing down on his cheeks, yet somehow his erection was still standing proud and he tried his best to ignore it, but Paul’s words were going directly to his dick. The next stickers were on his tights and Richard bites his tongue, not saying that Paul missed his ass.
“I love your tights, so plump and all I want is to kiss them and bite them, letting my mark on them, the way they grip my head when I’m sucking or eating you out……to hold me so that I could please you”
The next stickers fall on Richard’s feet.
“I love your feet, how I wish for you to step on me….Maybe Schneider was Frau….but I know you can be too, maybe even better then Schneider….Frau Kruspe…..has a nice sound don’t you think? Stepping on us and treat us like we are your precious pets…..I wouldn’t mind to be your pet……to worship you every….single….day”
Paul looked at Richard who was trembling, whimpering, but his erection was hard and proud, still waiting to be touched and pleased. He looks at Richard’s body, there were a lot of stickers on him, but now he got to the main course.
Richard feels overwhelmed, but suddenly he feels stickers over stickers, all of them on his ass. Paul puts all the remaining stickers on Richard’s ass, smiling when Richard starts to move, whimpering and grunting, yet he doesn’t dare to talk.
“Now….the main dish….I love your ass…..so plump and good to eat, love the way the cheeks jiggle, every time you move, the way it gets bigger when you sit down….god there are times where I want you to sit on my face….I would die happy…” Paul kisses the cheek making Richard push back at him
Paul looks at Richard, he was already so worked up, the tears still flowing, but his body wants more. How beautiful he pushes his ass out at Paul, to just take it and be done with it, but Paul will not give him that….he will show him how much he loves him. He takes the bottle of lube, waiting on the night table and letsome of it fallright on Richard’s hole, making him gasp.
Paul starts to massage, making sure not to rush things, but hearing Richard whimper and grunting, the way he push back at him, Paul knows, it will be hard to hold back and fuck him in the bed.
“I love the way your hole just swallows my finger, always so ready for me….tell me baby, you want more than one finger? You want daddy to take care of you? to show how much daddy loves you?” Paul doesn’t know where that comes from, but hearing Richard moan so beautifully he keeps going.
He uses two of fingers now, looking for that sweet spot, wanting to make Richard sing that song of lust, only for him to hear. He grazes over the bundle of nerves and Richard is begging now.
“M-M-More……Please d-daddy….I want more” Richard was moaning now, it doesn't matter to him how loud his voice is.
“Oh baby, of course…..I will give you more, you are such a good boy for me….so sweet and ready to please daddy…..tell me pretty boy, would you let daddy take care of you?”
“Y-Y-Y-Yes…..please.”
“Then let daddy show you how much I love you” Paul said, taking his fingers out, making Richard gasp.
Paul gets in position and his dick jumps once more, seeing the hole gaping and trying to grasp Paul’s erection….Richard wants him with body and soul and Paul was so close to cry, seeing this beautiful angel, wanting a gremlin like him.
He slowly pushes, the heat was getting too much for both of them, yet Paul will not hurry this….this was not about him, it was about Richard and he will ignore his pleasure. He finally bottoms out.
He slowly pulls and then pushes again, letting Richard to accommodate with the burn, but hearing those sweet mewls and moans, Paul wonders if he could hold enough to make Richard come first.
His thrusts were getting faster and faster, while Richard was pushing at him, to give him more. His moans were getting louder, close to screaming, but they both didn’t care…it was a moment of pleasure. The world didn’t exist for them right now.
“Baby….so beautiful and only for me.”
“D-D-Daddy….so close.”
“You want to come baby?”
“Yes….let me come…..please.”
“Are you my good boy?”
“Yes….I’m…..your good boy…..please….it hurts.”
“Then come for me baby……show me what a good boy you are” Paul gives him a hard thrust.
Richard was coming with a shout and he saw white, Paul wasn’t far, coming as well. Paul barely has time to catch Richard and slowly lower him to the bed. He slowly pulls out and takes the keys from the collar, finally freeing Richard from the handcuffs.
Paul massages Richard’s wrists, seeing the red marks appearing from the tugging. He makes sure Richard is in a comfortable position, but he wonders…..did he somehow fried Richard’s brain?.
He takes the stickers off and puts them on the night stand in a big pile and he realizes how many he use….Paul swears they would find more in the future. He got to the last sticker from Richard’s body, but he hesitate….The sticker was right on his heart and he smiles. He will let that one be, Richard will not escape that easily.
He gets up from the bed and goes to their small box for aftercare, only to realize it was empty….Paul facepalmes, they were supposed to go today and buy stuff for the aftercare box. He looks back to bed, seeing Richard was still out. He didn’t want to leave, but he needs stuff like water, some snacks and Paul thinks there was still a cream in the bathroom to put on Richard’s wrists.
He slowly exits the room, luckyly he remembers to grab some pants and goes to the kitchen. He enters their small kitchen and could hear the moans that were coming from the living room. Oliver was at the fridge looking for something.
“Really? Everyone is fucking now?”
“Well…..Richard wasn’t the most quiet today” Oliver said, grabbing two bottles of water and the bar of chocolate.
“I like how Till and Flake have no shame and do it in the open.”
“You weren’t the one that saw them….you are lucky, here, take some of this, it’s the last one” Oliver said, giving him half of the chocolate.
“Yeah….our box was empty, I have to hurry so Richard doesn’t wake up alone.”
“That good huh?”
“Fine….the stickers worked, but this is the last time you hear me.”
“I’m glad tho…..now let’s go, we don’t want to be there when those two finish and hear Flake screaming Till’s name.” Oliver was pushing Paul out of the kitchen, ignoring the two bodies that were too lost in their lust.
Oliver leaves Paul right in front of his room and slowly enters, hearing Schneider grumble about the light. Paul slowly enters and he was lucky that Richard wasn’t awake, but he moved, now holding Paul’s pillow close to him and Paul was getting emotional again……how this angel fell for him, he will never know.
He puts the bottle of water and chocolate on the night stand, going to open the window…..the smell of sex was lingering. Opening the window the breeze was cool and was good for his muscles.
Paul looks behind him, hearing the small sounds that were coming from Richard. He took a shirt and went back to the bed, seeing how Richard was slowly coming back. He cleans Richard’s body and seeing those beautiful eyes open, was warming Paul’s heart.
“Paul….”
“I’m here baby, how are you feeling?”
“Cold….sore….floaty…”
Paul gets the cover and puts it on Richard, already curling in his arms.
“Now you are warm, want me to take the collar off?”
Richard shakes his head and Paul brings him closer. He knows the collar could be the thing that could hold Richard on the ground or make him more floaty then he is. This time it’s keeping him grounded. Paul takes the water and helps Richard drinking it, as much as Paul was trying to tell him to slow down.
Paul takes the chocolate and breaks it in small pieces and gives them to Richard, who was barely moving his head. They stay in comfortable silence, Paul waiting with patience for Richard to eat. When Richard moves his head like a tired child, Paul takes a bite from the chocolate and puts it back on the nightstand.
“Baby….are you back with me?”
“I…hate…you.”
“No you don’t, you love me and this was wonderful.”
“I cried like an idiot…..because of words, while I was hard” Richard hides his head in Paul's chest.
“No baby….you didn’t cry like an idiot, because you are not…you cried because you are not use to that much praise, your body didn’t understand what to do, your body enjoys the words, while your brain didn’t want to know, slowly I bring my baby back….. maybe it was to much….after all you were gone for a bit.”
“Still….I feel like an idiot….”
“Well….I finally took you from that dark corner that your mind hides in….” Paul was hugging Richard, who was melting.
When Paul let Richard breath, Richard finds the sticker that was on his chest and holds it in his hand. He smiles and grabs Paul’s hand and gives him the sticker.
“There…”
“What?”
“You had my heart the moment we kissed on stage for the first time…..now you really have it” Richard smiles, when Paul chokes on a sob.
“My god…..I’m so lucky to have you baby….I love you so much”
“Love…you too….” Richard finally loses his battle with sleep and Paul holds him closer.
“TILL, IF YOU DON’T FUCK ME LIKE YOU MEANT IT, YOU WILL SLEEP OUTSIDE” Paul eyes go wide, when he heard Flake screaming, slowly putting his hand over Richard’s ears. He has a feeling that there will be more screams and he doesn’t want to wake Richard. A grumpy Richard, would be bad for everyone….well almost everyone.
“FLAKE, SHUT UP.”
“FUCK OFF SCHNEIDER, DON’T RUIN MY MOOD.”
“YOU ARE RUINING MINE….I’M NOT THE ONE MOANING LIKE A SLUT.”
“FUCK OFF….I CAN HEAR OLLIE FROM HERE.”
“FLAKE I SWEAR TO GOD….I WILL COME THERE AND MURDER BOTH OF YOU.”
Paul laughs, feeling Richard getting closer to him, like a small kitten. He slowly takes the collar off and throws it on the big pile of clothes and leaning on the pillows, enjoying the show that was happening outside their room. This band was really full of idiots, but Paul wouldn’t change anything, kissing Richard’s head and closing his eyes, letting the darkness, dreaming of the beauty that is Richard, that sweet smile warming his life.