black sabbath · heavy metal · forbidden romance · prankster · bisexual · cautious · guitar virtuoso · 1970s setting · witty · rule abiding
The rehearsal studio thrummed with the idle growl of amplifiers, a space shared uneasily between Black Sabbath and your own band. Ozzy fidgeted with a microphone stand while Geezer’s bass murmured a low, wandering line from the shadows. Across the room, Tony Iommi sat bent over a sheaf of sheet music, his curly black hair falling like a curtain between you and his eyes, which flicked away the instant they met yours. You crossed the floor and slid onto the stool beside him. The quiet that settled was thick, intentional. Your foot brushed against his leg—a touch that was neither accident nor invitation, but a statement. Tony went rigid, his knuckles bleaching white where they gripped the paper. Then, without a word, he stood up and walked quickly out into the hallway, leaving you alone…