Eric's Bunny - An Eric Carr Easter short
X Fem! (Not Proofread. Happy Easter!)
You eagerly waited backstage, you could hear the crowd of over seven thousand, feel their cheers and their singing voices vibrate through the air. The guitars split through the remaining silence but nothing could tear your focus from the thundering drums. You knew Eric was playing his heart out, he always did. But little did he know you were waiting for him, to surprise him at his last show of the tour. You hadn't seen each other in months, your plans to meet during the tour had been changed, a scheduling error, work getting in the way, not feeling well. If you planned a meeting, this tour surely wasn't having it. But you had made it. Now, at least.
You had made the trip to San Francisco, despite it being Easter weekend, for the 10th Anniversary Tour. Though you knew a new album was in the works with the band planning on taking off their makeup, they would still wear their personas for this tour. You weren't meant to know all this information but Eric would tell you all about it, he knew you were good with secrets, that and it had just slipped out one night and you had pressed him for details.
Your eyes often fell upon the members of Mötley Crüe as they passed by, them being on opening act. You were surprised that the concert had fallen on Easter itself but it made for a nice surprise for Eric, so you couldn't be too mad about the travelling issues earlier. You had stayed overnight as your flight got in late and crashed at a hotel for a couple of hours just to get a rest and get ready before you sneaked into the venue with Gene and Paul's help. You weren't totally sure if they'd help you, you hadn't met them more than once or twice but after reaching out and letting them know of your plan, pretty last minute too, they were willing after you convinced them you weren't there to cause trouble and you didn't plan on running out on stage or anything, though you could see they were just teasing you, part of you felt that there was truth behind their questions.
Rock and Roll All Nite started to play and that was your cue that the concert was rounding up as you had seen the set list on the dressing table. You had been a little nosey after the first hour and mischievously dug around in Eric's clothes and jacket and had a little play with his makeup too. Youndidnt dare touch anyone else's but you know all would be forgiven with Eric. Your fingers still had reminiscences of back and white grease paint that you half-assed wiped off. You had cheekily asked a crew member to take a picture with Eric's polaroid camera at the door where "KISS" was printed out and taped on. You had ti assure the crew member he wouldn't get his head bitten off by the band which you found quite amusing.
You pulled yourself from the couch and fixed your clothes a little, grabbing your easter basket fulll of Eric's favourite chocolate and candy, not that he needed more, seeing as he had a tendency to endure his sweet tooth often and you could only imagine how many sweet things he had eaten during the tour. Though you definitely were complaining about his figure. He had sent you some...pictures...while away and you liked what you saw.
Soon enough you heard the roar of the crowd and Paul's voice thanking the audience for coming. You were nervous now, just slightly, pacing a bit as you saw the crew move past the open door, and first it was Gene, then Paul, then Vinnie and then...you waited. You moved to glance around the room, the men were sweaty and clearly tired despite their gold moods. You could hear Eric chatting and rolled your eyes a little, finding it amusing that he would stop and chat now. Right as you were waiting for him. You smiled over at Vinnie before you heard his boots almost stomp over to the door and his voice call out.
"Eric! Get your ass in here already!"
You saw Vinnie turn with a laugh before he moved back over to the dressing table and sit down. You heard Eric yell something back before his voice quietened and his shoes replaced the echoes in the corridor before halting just within the doorway, his eyes landing on you.
"Holy shit-! What- how did you get here?!"
His voice was full of happiness as he rushed toward you and scooped you up under the arms. Your arms clung around his neck, he was clammy, your skin sticking to his, there was a mix of sweat and his cologne that hit your nose though you didn't mine much, it smelt him him. Like home. Something you misses dearly and you hadn't even realised until that moment. Your need for him to be in your arms. To be smothered by his presence.
"I got here last night. And planes exist, my love"
You informed as you pulled away a bit to kiss his shoulder and then fully pull away to face him as he gently placed you down, steadied by his gentle grip around your upper arms.
"Sorry- I just. I can't believe you're here. I was coming home tomorrow."
His voice soft but not the only voice in the room, which you were thankful for. You didn't want all the attention on you. You smiled a bit and watched as he leaned in to kiss you OK the lips, you were a bit cautious of the makeup transferring on to you and merely let his lips peck yours before he pulled back with a scoff, looking offended but his smile threatened to break his act.
"It's not you- it's the makeup! I don't want it all over me-!"
You laugh as he tried to pull you closer by your arms and when that failed he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you even closer while you tried to lean back and away.
"Eric! I don't want paint on me! This is a nice outfit!"
"Oh yeah? You'd look even better with it off"
"Eric! Don't say things like that here!"
You swat him as you stop your wriggling just enough for him to grab your face and pull it into a full kiss before peppering your face with smaller ones, despite your shrieks of protest and the other band members laughter at the sight. He finally relented and let go as you started to swat his arm.
"Okay okay" he laughed as you stepped away and foxed your clothes and looked in the mirror to see black little kisses on your face and white smudges. You sighed a little though you soon felt Eric's arms slink around your waist and look at you through the mirror.
"You look cute, don't worry"
"Yeah, sure. You got a baby wipe or something?"
"What? You want to get rid of my kisses? I'll just replace them later" you watched him smirk and pull back, smacking your butt as he moved to grab some wipes for you. Your fave flushed a little, you could feel their eyes on you from behind but only for a moment before Eric gently grabbed your face and started to wipe both his and your make-up off. You didn't seem too impressed, knowing you'll have to do your makeup again.
"Did I go too far?" You heard him ask quietly, just audible to you. He seemed a little regretful now.
"No. It's okay, you'll just have to put up with me reapplying my make up though." You admitted, it was just make up and you could fix it, you had to remind yourself of that. You were a little annoyed but you loved his playful side so you could easily let him off the hook.
You let him wipe away the marks and you felt his thumb brush against your cheek, looking into your eyes for a moment before he spoke.
The way he looked at you with such softness, such love. Like you were the only woman he wanted or cared about. It made you melt just as much as it stirred the butterflies in you.
"Promise." You said with a smile, leaning up to bump his nose to get him to smile, getting a black spot on your nose.
"Alright, bunny" you heard him tease as he pulled some hair up to form some kind of makeshift ears. You swatted him a bit and he let go.
"Then it's fitting, it's Easter after all...and I got you...this!"
You spoke as you reached around and grabbed the little basket with the goodies and handed them over. He suddenly beamed, taking it and rummaging through and placed it down just to pull you into a hug, swaying side to side a little. He pulled away to kiss you and you felt yourself instinctively pull away but you thought...you already had lost your makeup so you shrugged and pulled him into a kiss. You felt him grab at you a bit to stop you pulling away before you felt yourself burst into a fit of giggles.
"Get a room!" You heard Paul shout and finally you broke free, smudged makeup once again on your face.
"I'm gunna marry you, you know that?"
"What? All Over some candy?"
"Oh, for much more than candy. You're the only sweet thing I need."
