Warning...NSFW stuff

1975;

Stevie and Lindsey hurried off stage and into the backstage area after one of their first shows with the band. The crowd was receptive to their songs, so welcoming and they were feeling on top of the world. Lindsey grabbed her waist and kissed her cheek. She then turned to him and kissed his lips as they grew nearer to the dressing room. He pressed her against the door, kissing her repeatedly, knocking her into the room. He shut the door behind him, tugging at her clothes, trying to free her. Shoes were kicked off in all directions as they kissed and groped feverishly.

"You were amazing, Linds" Stevie told him, kissing his neck and chest through his half-buttoned collared shirt. She unbutton it the rest of the way, pushing it off his shoulders. He pulled her top over her head and ripped her jeans down her thighs.

"You were better. They loved you out there...but not as much as I love you." She smiled up at him, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans.

"I love you, baby. You're so good to me"

"You deserve it. You're my bride, my soulmate" He turned her around, her hands resting palm down on the wall and he pressed inside of her, causing them both to gasp. He rubbed her back with rough, guitar calloused fingertips and she shivered at the sensation. She moaned as he then snaked a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit in slow circles. She groped her bare breast, running her hand up her neck and into her hair, tugging lightly. He watched her reactions, biting his lip to quiet his own moans as she tightened around him. He began to move faster, forcing himself deeper inside her. He pushed her down a little as he became rougher. She moaned loudly, reaching back to grip his muscular thighs. "Shh, baby. Jesus, you're so sexy."

"Keep touching me, please" she begged, squeezing her thighs involuntarily around his hand. The pressure between her legs became almost too much and he had to hold her up as her knees became weak.  "I'm close"

"Come, Steph." he whispered. He continued to pleasure her, slamming into her hard. He leaned down, kissing her bare back, and groping her hip. Soon she was whispering incoherent messages of love to him, clenching around him. Warm fluid spilled down her inner thighs and Lindsey teased her clit again, hoping to prolong her orgasm. When she became too sensitive, he built himself back up, grabbing her hips and working faster and faster until he groaned, spilling inside of her. "I love you" he said.

"I love you too. I love you, baby" He remained inside of her a few more moments before turning her around and kissing her lips tenderly.

"I love you." he told her again.

"I love you too." She rose onto her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I ask myself the same thing everyday. You are perfect."

"I'm far from perfect." He remains silent, unwilling to argue with her. He wished she saw herself the way he did. He simply kissed her, deepening it ever so slightly.

"Cars are here!" a voice said from the other side of the door.

Their shoulders slumped, sighing. "I wish we could be like this forever." she said.

"I think we will be. I love you so much and I know you love me too. For the rest of our lives, we will be falling even more in love."

"You think so?"

"Oh yeah, no doubt about it." he said, reluctantly picking his jeans off the floor and putting them back on. He handed her, her clothes and she began to dress.

"I think so too." she said and he smiled, looking up at her as he was bent putting his shoes back on. "You know, I think tonight might be the night."

"Huh?" He stood up to full height, hand on his hips. The puzzles look on his handsome face made her giggle.

"You know..."

"You mean...you think we could have...?"

"Uh-huh." Stevie said. "I know that we just started trying but I'm hopeful."

"Maybe once we get back to the hotel, we could try again. You know, just for good measure. If you think tonight is the night then I don't see how a second or third time could hurt anything." he suggested, running a hand through his unruly curls. She giggled again, pressing her now fully-dressed body into her husband's.

"You know what, I don't think that's a bad idea...stud." She kissed him, taking his hands into hers. "You ready to go?" He nodded , kissing her repeatedly, compulsively. She looked up at him, deep into his eyes. They were so full of love, so clear and blue like a summer sky. She tugs him toward the door and he grabs their things on the way out. Security leads them to the cars, Lindsey and Stevie getting their own car as the other three are put into another. Lindsey waggles his eyebrows at her as he pulled her onto his lap. He stroked her face, unable to keep his hands off her. "Not now, baby. There is someone else in this car who wouldn't appreciate listening to us."

"Don't be shy." he told her, kissing just below her ear as he groped a breast through her blouse. "I want you."

"I want you, too" Stevie said, giving into his touch ever so slightly. She closed her eyes, moaning as his hand slipped into the front of her jeans, teasing the waistband of her panties.

"Come on"

"We can't, only a...few more minutes." she says, her thoughts being interrupted by his touch. His fingers made contact with her and she sighed. She wanted to continue but the thought of him pleasuring her with the driver just a couple of feet away made her nervous and uncomfortable. When he pulled his hand away, she frowned slightly. The drive seemed so long afterward, visibly full of child-like glee when the car stopped and the driver let them out. They raced inside, bags were taken up to their rooms and they got into the elevator with their bandmates. Pressed against the wall, they were kissing hungrily, hands in hair. The three other people looked away, trying to ignore the couple. The doors opened and Lindsey and Stevie straightened their clothes, taking the key they were given and forcing it into the lock, unable to get into the room fast enough. The door finally gave and she leapt on him, pressing her lips to his. Her kisses were sloppy and wet as she tried her best to shed both of their clothes on her own. Lindsey stumbled back and fell onto the bed, causing them both to fall into hysterics, quieting themselves with kisses. Clothes were thrown triumphantly in a pile as she brought his head to her chest as she lay on her back with Lindsey hovering above her. He began his journey down her body, kissing and nipping her warm, soft, slightly tanned skin. She gasped as he reached his destination, scratching lightly at his scalp with her finger nails as his tongue expertly tended to her needs. "Forever....I love you...forever" she said.

"Forever" he repeated. He pleasures her until she could take no more, kissing back up her body to kiss her lips. She tasted herself on him, biting her lip as she pulled away to look at him. Her eyes stared into his once more and he pressed his forehead to hers.

"Want me on top this time?" she asked him.

"Whatever you want, as long as I get to have you." he said as he rolled them over, kissing her once more.

"Always. Unfortunately, you don't get a choice."

He chuckled, hearing her words and she smiled down at him. "I can't find a single problem with that, none at all."

A/N: the next chapter will be back in its usual setting- the 1980s. Also, the title came from the song of the same name as well as the film starring Barbra Streisand.