He could hear the distant booming of the bass and the low shrill of the fangirls inside the stadium as she performed, doubtless giving thousands of eager fans the best concert of their lives, but the prices on the tickets had been blowjob exorbitant and way outside of his price range. He shivered and blew out a cloud of mist, holding himself tighter as he reminded himself time and time again in his mind that she would be coming. Soon she would soon be finishing her show and would have to come from the door to his right to her waiting limo on the left, and, in doing so, would have to pass him and the other girls who, by then, would be crowded in around him. Time bled by and Robin shivered as a few groups of girls began to arrive around him, early leavers from the concert who valued the chance of an autograph and a glimpse of her up close over the end of the actual concert they had paid for. Many of those beginning to stand around him were in small groups, chatting amongst themselves to pass the time, but he didn’t have that option, he simply listened, hearing her first hand on the wind, it was muted and crowded in by the screaming of her fans, but it was there. He heard as the set ended, the screaming crowds intensifying, the encore coming and going for two more songs, all the while feeling the cold of the lengthening night chilling him further as more bodies pressed in around him. He bit his lip and looked up, the crowd around him moving in tighter to the metal railing as it became guarded, hulking men crammed into cheap tight suits, bodyguards if ever Robin had saw them, a good indicator that the moment was finally drawing close. As the roaring from the stadium declined, the excitement in the air around Robin grew more and more electrified, the quiet waiting group beginning to buzz as they collectively sensed the moment was due. He watched the door intently, waiting for it to move, knowing his window to see her, to actually see her, would be very brief and he didn’t want to miss a second of it. He felt his breath catch in his throat as the door swung open and for a moment, just for a moment, the world seemed to pause, she was looking right at him, their eyes meeting, the world was silent, still, she smiled wryly as she stepped forward and his lips blonde parted in a whisper, "Athena?" The world exploded around him and Robin found himself pressed forward against the steel bars of the fence, the screams of the girls and their chanting of her name filling the cold night air. "Athena! Athena! Athena!" A chorus of shrill voices, arms outstretched, offering books, CD’s and pens to her as she made her way down the line, smiling so perfectly with her ruby red lips as she thanked people for coming out. While Robin had managed to stay at the front, small as he was he could only just reach out as far as the people in the row behind him pressing forward, he wanted to call her name, to get her attention, but he knew in the din of everyone else's calls it would be washed away, so he simply watched her draw closer and closer. She looked a little tired, unsurprising, given that she had just done a full show, but even Hardcore so she was so gorgeous, her dress hugging a tan figure with curves worth showing, her hair a bleach blonde, one doggystyle side of her head cropped close, the other long and partially covering her face. She came so close he could almost have reached out and touched her, though her always attentive guards were ensuring no such attempts were made. As she passed by he looked up and saw the sparkle in her sea blue eyes, so pure, he thought, made all the more intense by the dark eyeliner and shadow that expertly rimmed her gaze. Her lips were curled into a warm innocent smile as she offered bright thank you's in her rich accent, not directed at anyone in particular but at the gathered crowd in general, glad to see everyone, her charisma enchanting even through her exhaustion. She plucked a pad and pen out of a girl's hands to his right, then passed it back, his heart skipped a beat as her hands reached out, so close he could see the glitter in her red nail varnish, see the difference between her warm tanned skin and his own, pail and fair, but it passed by onto the next screaming fan. And like that, the moment was over. A few more signatures, a few more steps and she gave a beaming smile and wave, her beauty and sparkling dress illuminated in the bright light as camera flashes caught her at her best. As shaved she stepped around her limo and sat down inside it, he felt himself relax, clutching his pad and pen close to his chest, not feeling disappointed by failing to get her signature like he thought he would be, in fact Robin found he was smiling. For the best part of a year he'd been enamoured with her talent and beauty, and just to have seen her was enough for him, the memory worth more than any hastily drawn scribble on some poorly drawn art of her. With the press of people behind him starting to disperse, Robin was so practically frozen to the bone from waiting out for so long that he found himself unwilling to move and stretch out what he was sure to be aching limbs. It didn't take long before Robin found himself stood almost alone, leaning on the metal railing a little more casually, savouring the experience for as long as he could before the long cold walk back to the bus stop. He pursed his lips a little curiously as he looked over towards the limo that, oddly he thought, still hadn't pulled away. He guessed they wanted to wait until the traffic lightened up on the way out of the venue and that, for Athena, the back of a limo was as good of a place to relax and unwind after an event as any. He perked up for a moment as the limo door opened, but quickly relaxed again as a slender lady with a tight professional hairstyle stepped out, adjusting an earpiece and clutching a clipboard. She closed the door behind her and looked around sceptically, walking back towards the back door of the venue before spotting Robin and slowing her stride somewhat, surprised to see anybody still there. "Whr thr fggg" She muttered. I continued to fuck her, enjoying the slippery chute. “I don’t ever listen to gossip.” Olivia replied, taking a bite out of a peach she brought with her. 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