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"Ich sehe was"
Starring Till/ Flake and Rammstein
Till's POV
It wasn't the first time I'd caught him checking me out, and I had to admit that I'd stolen a glance at him once or twice. The tall, slender man wasn't conventionally handsome, but his fit, well-toned body intrigued me nonetheless. His slightly rounded hips had an almost feminine quality about them, and that pretty navel of his couldn't have been more perfect than if it were adorned with a flashy piercing. Behind the usual thick, ugly spectacles he favored lied a pair of big, beautiful, sparkling-blue eyes. Swoon.
Being pressed for time, the six of us had all quickly showered together in the backstage communal showers. We had to be on the road and on to the next venue as quickly as possible. I would much rather have collapsed in my bunk and passed out for the remainder of the night. But checking into the next hotel covered in the usual brown goop wasn't an appealing thought to either of us. Behind me, I heard Paul and Schneider engaged in a friendly debate on whose ass was bigger: Richard's or Oliver's. Then I heard Paul yelp and hit the floor, presumably shoved over by either Richard or Oliver. I rolled my eyes, and that's when I noticed Flake standing next to me, looking me up and down. He turned away quickly, a frustrated flush adorning his angular cheeks. I smirked when I realized that he'd been checking me out, and I thought, "What the hell… I may as well tease him a bit."
So, what did I do? I dropped the soap, of course! Was it just me… or did all five of my bandmates turn to watch as I bent over to pick it up? Perverts. When I straightened out and looked at Flake, he was giggling and squinting his eyes, trying to see me more clearly. The sight made me laugh out loud, and just then I heard one of the crew members yelling at us to get our asses in gear. I shut off my shower and moved close to Flake, leaning towards his ear and pressing my bare, wet shoulder to his.
"Gefällt dir was man sieht?"
And then we quickly joined the others to towel dry and hurriedly dress and be on our way.
END.
Starring Till/ Flake and Rammstein
Till's POV
It wasn't the first time I'd caught him checking me out, and I had to admit that I'd stolen a glance at him once or twice. The tall, slender man wasn't conventionally handsome, but his fit, well-toned body intrigued me nonetheless. His slightly rounded hips had an almost feminine quality about them, and that pretty navel of his couldn't have been more perfect than if it were adorned with a flashy piercing. Behind the usual thick, ugly spectacles he favored lied a pair of big, beautiful, sparkling-blue eyes. Swoon.
Being pressed for time, the six of us had all quickly showered together in the backstage communal showers. We had to be on the road and on to the next venue as quickly as possible. I would much rather have collapsed in my bunk and passed out for the remainder of the night. But checking into the next hotel covered in the usual brown goop wasn't an appealing thought to either of us. Behind me, I heard Paul and Schneider engaged in a friendly debate on whose ass was bigger: Richard's or Oliver's. Then I heard Paul yelp and hit the floor, presumably shoved over by either Richard or Oliver. I rolled my eyes, and that's when I noticed Flake standing next to me, looking me up and down. He turned away quickly, a frustrated flush adorning his angular cheeks. I smirked when I realized that he'd been checking me out, and I thought, "What the hell… I may as well tease him a bit."
So, what did I do? I dropped the soap, of course! Was it just me… or did all five of my bandmates turn to watch as I bent over to pick it up? Perverts. When I straightened out and looked at Flake, he was giggling and squinting his eyes, trying to see me more clearly. The sight made me laugh out loud, and just then I heard one of the crew members yelling at us to get our asses in gear. I shut off my shower and moved close to Flake, leaning towards his ear and pressing my bare, wet shoulder to his.
"Gefällt dir was man sieht?"
And then we quickly joined the others to towel dry and hurriedly dress and be on our way.
END.
Literature
In Meinen Treanen 2
Chapter two
Someone poked me. It continued for couple more times, like someone was trying to wake me up. I shifted my position, trying to ignore this interrupter. I was pretty sure it wasn't morning yet, or at least I hoped. The poking, other kind of toughing and shaking didn't stop, no, it just got rougher. I squirmed out of the person's reach.
"Paul" came a loud, but weak whisper just behind my ear.
No
this is a dream, I thought.
"Paul
"
This is a dream.
"Paul
"
Only a dream, nothing else.
"Paul
Paul
Bitte
" the voice started to sound even more despaired. I sighed; this most likely wasn't a dream.
I
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Elefant Chapter 1
The tour had last couple month already and everything was like ever before: play and perform, get drunk, fuck, get really drunk, feel like an army of elephants had ran you over the next morning. It was a whole lot of fun with the guys, but it wasn't the same with him. It was nothing that he would've not notice me or he would avoid getting contact with me, but we just couldn't be so open now with the guys around.
But still I just loved touring, all the adrenal that bursts into your veins when the huge crowd cheers at you, all six of us, when next to you one plays with a huge flamethrower, when you feel extremely exhausted and get woken up by
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Elefant Chapter 4
I rose quickly from the sofa and grabbed a cigarette between my teeth and headed to the door to see who was interrupting my highlight of the day time. The door opened in front of my eyes.
"Man these master keys are great!" Schneider smiled entering the hotel room.
It felt like I was punched in the face and I nearly fainted. I reached for my cig but it wasn't there anymore. I take couple deep breaths and looked at the man shocked.
"Shit Schneider! Shit! Fuck you!" I breathed. He looked at me confused. I fixed my hair and noticed the cig on the floor. In less than a minute it was lit and inhaled it like never before.
Smile broke on Schneid
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Slashy ficlet starring Till, Flake and the rest of Rammstein. Deutsch speakers please correct.
None of this is true and is complete fiction.
None of this is true and is complete fiction.
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Why wasn't this longer?