Vic Fuentes/Tony Perry Imagine
Hey, can you do one with Vic Fuentes? Not too fussy about the story. Maybe something like me going on tour with them and having to sneak around to sleep together?
Can you do one where you dated vic for like 2 years but he broke up with you because you’re both in bands and he thought it was better and you 2 are touring together and he has a new gf and you get really drunk and you and tony have really smutty sex and vic finds out and gets jealous and his gf finds out he’s jealous and they argue and breakup and he confesses his love haha thank you
*i set this up for a part 2. that will be coming soon, if requested (;*
Your band was on tour with Pierce the Veil for the summer. You and Vic had a small thing going on for a while, but decided not to tell anyone, because it would cause too much drama.
One night, you laid in your bunk after your set had completed and got a text from Vic.
Vic: Hey baby (; you busy right now?
You smiled. You loved it when he called you that. It made you feel special.
You: Nope. Kinda tired though :/
Vic: Aw I’m sorry darlin :c you up to hang?
You knew exactly what he meant when he said this. He wanted to have sex.
You: Hmm.. sure c: I’ll be over in 10.
Vic: See you then sweetie (;
You mustered up the strength to get up and make yourself look presentable. You may have been just a fuck buddy to Vic, but you really liked him. A lot. You felt yourself falling harder for him every day.
You put on some short booty shorts and a tight fitting tank and headed out. You walked the short distance to the PTV bus and knocked on the door.
Vic answered. “Hey, (y/n). Wow, you look good.” He smiled at you.
You got on the bus and said, “Thanks Vic. Are the guys here?”
“Nope. They went out for drinks. So I took the opportunity to hang with you.” He approached you and put his arm around your shoulders.
Cuddle? He never wanted to cuddle. You always fucked and then left.
“Um, sure, yeah.” You awkwardly smiled at him.
He grabbed a blanket and sat down on the couch while turning on the TV. Tangled was playing.
He patted his lap and looked at you longingly. “C’mon babe. This seat isn’t taken.” He smiled.
You smiled back weakly and sat down next to him. You curled up against him, his strong arms draped around you.
“Ya know, (y/n)…I really like you.” He whispered into your hair.
You turned to face him. “Really?” You asked, shocked.
He laughed. “Well of course, silly. What’s not to like?” He leaned in and kissed you sweetly.
“Well, that’s good, because I really like you, too.” You smiled.
“Great! So…would you like to be my girlfriend?” Vic looked at you with his dark brown eyes.
You were so happy, you thought you might cry. You kissed him roughly and passionately as response. He moaned into your mouth.
“I take that as a yes.” He chuckled.
“Basically.” You whispered to him as you straddled him, kissing down his neck. You reached down for his belt buckle, pushing his pants down enough for his erection to spring up. Vic pushed down your shorts and panties, giving him access to you.
You eased yourself onto him. “Fuck…” Vic whispered.
You bounced up and down on him. Vic’s hands rested on your hips, gripping them tightly and helping him thrust deeper into you.
“Mmm, Vic!” You moaned loudly.
“You like that, baby?” Vic growled in your ear as he rubbed roughly at your clit.
You kissed him sloppily. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, making you moan into his mouth.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good!” Vic hissed through gritted teeth.
“I’m close, Vic…” You whispered to him.
You rode him for a few more minutes until he growled in your ear, “Now baby…”
With that, he spilled into you while your walls clenched around his twitching cock.
“Fuck, (y/n)…” He whispered. He kissed you sweetly as you rode out your highs.
You got off of him and pulled up your pants and panties. Vic slapped your ass as you stood in front of him, adjusting yourself.
“I love you, baby.” He said to you, pulling you down onto his lap, kissing all over your face.
You giggled. “I love you too, Vic.”
You and Vic dated for about 2 years, but he broke up with you. He thought it was best that you were apart considering you were both touring constantly.
Not too long after the break up, your band had been arranged to tour with Pierce The Veil again, the first time since you and Vic were merely fuck buddies.
“Shit, are you fucking kidding me?” You said when your tour manager told you the news.
“I’m sorry, (y/n). Budget’s tight right now and we need a big hit tour like this one to bring in more income.”
You sat in disbelief. Things were going to be extremely awkward between you and Vic. You heard rumors that he had a new girlfriend. Whatever, you thought. It’s the past.
Your tour bus pulled into the parking lot behind the venue you were playing at that night. The tour kicked off tonight, and you could not be more disinterested. You weren’t even concerned about the fans or playing the show. All you could focus on was seeing Vic again.
Your band mates made their way off the bus to go greet the guys from PTV, and you reluctantly followed.
Mike, Jaime, and Tony filed off their bus and ran up to your band mates.
“Hey, whatsup guys?!” Jaime embraced your band mates, (y/b/m/n). They all excitedly chatted together, but Tony pulled away to speak to you.
“Hey (y/n).” He smiled at you and pulled you into his strong arms.
“Tone, I…” You felt tears forming in your eyes.
“Shh, it’s okay, don’t cry baby…” He held you closer to him, knowing how nervous you were.
He pulled away for a brief second. “I wanted to let you know that Vic has a girlfriend. And he brought her with him.”
“Are you fucking serious?! Oh fuck me!”
“(y/n), she’s a complete fucking bimbo. We all hate her. But Vic just insisted on bringing her. We bug him all the time about how stupid it was to break it off with you, and he just shuts down whenever we bring you up. We all love you.” He said into your eyes.
“God, I just don’t know, Tone…this is gonna be terrible.”
Just with that, you saw Vic walking off the bus. He held the girls hand as he stepped down off the bus. Tony was right. She was a bimbo. She had bleach blonde hair, bright pink lipstick, and a low cut shirt that was way too tight on her. Her boobs looked completely fake, they sat all the way up her chest. She wasn’t Vic’s type at all.
Vic greeted your band members and introduced her to all of them. He then approached you and Tony.
“(y/n), good to see you.” He awkwardly greeted you.
“You too, Vic.” You half smiled at him.
“Oh, this is Tiffany, by the way. She’s my girlfriend.”
Tiffany smacked her gum loudly and rolled her eyes.
“Babe, this is (y/n). We used to date.” You almost cringed at those sentences. He shouldn’t be calling her babe. He should be calling you babe. ‘Used to date’ made you sound like some old piece of meat that he got bored of. His words cut like a dagger.
“Oh. Hi.” She faked a smile and continued to smack her gum loudly.
“So uh…we’ll see you around I guess.” Vic smiled at you.
“I’ve missed you, (y/n).” He whispered to you before he walked away with Tiffany.
“Well…that was sufficiently awkward.” Tony chuckled lightly.
“He said he’s missed me.” You looked at Tony with saddened eyes.
“Sweetheart, don’t let him fuck around with your mind like that. How bout this- you come to our bus tonight after the concert and we’ll get shit faced with the guys like we used to. Whaddya say?” Tony smiled at you.
“I’d like that. Thanks, Tone.” You smiled weakly at him and hugged him tightly.
You wore a short, tight silver dress with black flats. You straightened your hair and did your makeup dark. You wanted to look good tonight. You wanted to go out and actually feel good about yourself, which you hadn’t done since you and Vic broke up.
You approached the bus and knocked on the door. Jaime answered the door.
“Eyyyyy it’s (y/n)! Come on in!” He opened the door wider and helped you up.
“Wow, you look good tonight! Got a hot date or somethin?” Jaime winked at you.
“Nah, just wanted to not look homeless for once.” You both laughed.
“Awww little (y/n), how are you sweetheart?!” Mike came up to you and hugged you tightly.
“Wow, you smell good.” Mike laughed into your hair.
“Thanks Mikey.” You smiled.
Tony walked out of the bunk area to greet you, and the second he saw you, his eyes gaped at you and his jaw dropped open.
“Wow, (y/n). You look…gorgeous.” Tony smiled at you and drew you into his embrace. You breathed him in- he smelled like cologne and whiskey.
“Did you guys already start drinking?” You asked.
“A leeeettle bit.” Mike laughed loudly while tossing back another shot.
“Well, help a sister out. Let’s get a round going.”
Everyone cheered and hooted loudly as Jaime started pouring shots of jager.
Vic suddenly appeared out of the bunk area. “Guys, can you keep it down? Me and Tiff are trying to sleep.”
“Awww did Miss Princess let the alcohol get to her? I don’t give a fuck. I’m having a good time.” Mike yelled loudly at Vic. He was hammered.
“Mike. Don’t be an asshole. And when did (y/n) get here?”
“Why the fuck would you care, Vic.” Tony slammed down his shot glass and looked at Vic with fury in his eyes.
“Whoa, Tone, calm down-“ Jaime tried to talk to Tony.
“No, you know what? I’m sick of this shit. Just fucking go back to sleep with Fake Tits McGee and we’ll all live in harmony. Kumbaya and goodnight.” Tony hissed at Vic.
Mike stifled a giggle as he sat down next to you. “I think he’s drunk.” Mike whispered in your ear.
“Yeah, I think you are, too, Whiskeyhands.” You poked his arm. He giggled and rested his head on your shoulder.
“Vic, just go back to sleep. We’ll try to keep it down, alright?” Jaime tried to talk some sense into Vic.
“No. Ya know what, Tony? You don’t fucking speak to me like that.” He got closer to Tony.
“Whoa whoa whoa, back it up, just go back to sleep. Tony probably won’t remember this in the morning anyway.” Jaime pushed Vic back with his arm.
Tony just shook his head in disbelief and plopped down next to you. Vic still stood there, silently whispering with Jaime. Mike sloppily poured himself and you another shot and handed it to you.
“Here’s to Fake Tits McGee.” Mike whispered and giggled. He was ridiculous when he was drunk. You downed the shot and made a face. The alcohol was bitter on your tongue, but you were already feeling pretty good.
Vic finally disappeared back into the bunk area and Jaime poured another round for everyone.
“God damn, Tone, I’ve never seen you like that.” He chuckled lightly.
“Well, I don’t like it when Vic gets to be a cocky asshole. Someone had to put him in his place.” He said as he sipped out of the Grey Goose bottle.
Mike said loudly, “’Kumbaya and goodnight’, I’m never gonna forget that shit.” He laughed.
“Oh, Mike, better keep it down, we’ll wake up Fake Tits McGee!” Jaime and Mike roared with laughter. You just looked at Tony and smiled.
“Want some?” He handed you the bottle. You took 5 large chugs out of it. Half the bottle was gone.
“Damn, (y/n), chug chug chug!” Mike giggled as you handed him the half empty bottle.
You could already feel it. You were pretty drunk.
You continued drinking, shot after shot, and you were completely shit faced.
You turned to Tony and said, “So…you look good tonight, my friend.”
“And so do you.” He poked your arm and you both laughed.
You suddenly kissed him roughly. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, grabbing your breasts and pulling you onto his lap.
“Damn, Turtle, get it!” Jaime laughed.
“Let’s go to your bunk…” You whispered.
“But it’s right above Vic’s.” He slurred into your ear.
“I don’t care anymore.” You palmed at his member. His breath hitched.
He carried you into the bunk area, laying you down on his bunk.
“Have fun!” Mike and Jaime giggled as Tony closed the door between the front lounge and bunks.
Tony climbed into the bunk, crawling on top of you and removing his shirt. He pulled down your dress and revealed your bright pink bra and panties.
“Sexy…” He whispered. He attacked your collar bones with kisses, biting and sucking on your sensitive skin.
“Mmm, Tone…” You whispered.
Tony suddenly unhooked your bra and pulled down your panties violently, massaging your breasts and kissing down your stomach to your warmth.
You reached for his belt buckle, playing with it and palming at his member.
You unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans and boxers. His erection sprung up and you gasped. He was huge.
He smiled at you. “You ready baby?”
He wasted no time and thrusted into you completely, not giving you time to adjust.
“Fuck, Tone!” You moaned.
“You like that, baby?” He growled at you, thrusting deep and hard into you.
He rubbed harsh circles on your clit and kneaded at your breasts, sucking on your nipples while thrusting into you quickly, making the bus shake.
“Mmm, harder Tony…” You whispered.
He obliged and started pounding into you harder. You screamed. “FUCK!”
It was obviously loud, because you heard Jaime and Mike giggling profusely. That meant Vic could obviously hear you, too. Your thoughts were interrupted when Tony started kissing you roughly, wrestling tongues with you and varying his speed. Fast, then slow. Slow, then fast. It drove you crazy.
“Tone, oh god!” You moaned loudly.
“Yeah, I’m better than Vic, right?” He hissed in your ear and nibbled at your lobe.
“Yes!” It was true. This was the best sex you’ve ever had.
“That’s fucking right.” His hand came down harshly and smacked your ass.
You screamed. “Oh, Tony!”
Tony continued pounding into you. You could tell you wouldn’t be able to walk normally tomorrow. His hands gripped your hips tightly, definitely leaving bruises.
“Fuck, (y/n), I’m close…” He whispered against your skin as he kissed your collar bones.
You just moaned in response. A few sloppy thrusts later, Tony twitched into you.
“FUCK!” He roared. He sharply drew in a breath between gritted teeth.
This triggered your own orgasm. You clenched tightly and released around his huge throbbing cock. “Oh, Tony!” You moaned throatily.
He pulled out of you and pulled you into his arms. “Sleep here tonight.” His hand draped around your chest and squeezed your breasts lightly.
You smiled and fell asleep in his arms.
“No, Tiff, I’m not fucking jealous, I just couldn’t sleep all night!”
“Vic, they weren’t fucking all night. You are jealous that he slept with her, aren’t you?”
“Tiff, I’m sick of this shit. Stop reading into everything. I’m not jealous.”
It was Vic and Tiffany, fighting. At 9:30 in the morning. You were hungover and tired, you didn’t want to hear this. But you listened closer to see what Vic was saying about you.
“Yes you fucking are! I see the way you look at her! You still want her! Well guess what, Vic? She’s moved the fuck on with YOUR band mate, and you moved on, too! I’m right in front of you! Hello!”
“Tiff, if you’re gonna act like a bitch, then get the fuck out of my life.”
“Are you…are you serious?”
“Yes, Tiffany. In fact, yes, I am extremely jealous. I still love (y/n) with every fiber of my being. I don’t even like you. You’ve been pissing my band members off, and more importantly, pissing me off. You’ve been a wet blanket on this tour. And I’m sorry, I never really loved you. Just get out.”
“I knew it. You’re a fucking loser. I’ve already packed my bags.”
You heard her dragging a large suitcase out of the bus and heard the door open and slam shut. You heard Vic sigh, and after a few minutes of silence, some sniffling. He was crying.
Tony was still fast asleep, so you pulled on his t-shirt and your panties so you could go see what was up with Vic.
“Vic?” You went up to him. He wiped his eyes quickly.
“Oh, hey (y/n).” He tried to smile at you.
“What happened to Tiffany?”
“Oh, we got in a fight and she went home. We broke up…” He trailed off.
“Aww, I’m so sorry, Vic.” You rubbed his arm affectionately.
He half smiled at you. “I heard everything before that, though.”
His eyes widened. “Oh, shit, I-“
You cut him off by kissing him sweetly, the way he loved.
“What was that for?” He asked you.
“I still love you too, Vic. I’ve been dreading this tour because I knew it would just hurt me to see you again. I was drunk when I fucked Tony. It was fun, but my heart is still with you.”
Vic smiled at you and kissed you. “I love you so much, baby. I missed you. I really did.” He pulled you into his lap and kissed your head.
Tony crawled out of his bunk and made his way to the kitchen. He was silent.
“Hey, Tone. Me and (y/n) are back together.” Vic smiled at you.
“I heard.” He poured a bowl of cereal and walked back into his bunk.
“What was his problem?” Vic whispered to you.
“I dunno…but it doesn’t matter now. Because I’m back where I’m supposed to be. In my baby’s arms.” You looked at Vic and smiled.
Your phone vibrated suddenly.
Tony: Real nice, (y/n). Thought you were different
You looked puzzled at your phone. Yeah, you fucked, but what did it matter to Tony? That’s all he wanted, you thought.
Vic interrupted your thoughts by kissing you sweetly. Your worries melted away as Vic whispered sweet songs into your ear and cuddled you all day.