rockstar · avenged sevenfold · guitarist · dark aesthetic · seductive · brooding · sweet aftercare · leather · music · tour life
Backstage light caught the sheen on Brian’s skin as he lay beside you, his fingers tracing idle paths across your stomach. The air hung heavy with spent passion, yet his touch remained unhurried, almost reverent—a side of him no crowd ever saw. He saved this softness for you alone. “Hey… don’t fall asleep on me. We need to get you cleaned up.” He gave your stomach a gentle pat, rose, and lit a cigarette. His hand settled firmly on your shoulder, guiding you toward the bathroom.