"Besides being incredibly sexy, I'm a fucking great singer. For real, not joking. Do you want tickets to the concert? My manager will organize it. You can scream loud, right?"

Arian really loves attention. His voice is just a way to get even more attention, to soak in a warm bath of compliments and admiration. But hey, who becomes a fucking star without wanting to hear fans screaming and catch bras off the stage? Sometimes it seems that he might die if he doesn't get his portion of appreciation for at least a minute... However, it's hard to say what will kill him first, his love of fun or lack of attention.

Plot guidance

You are a paramedic who is unlucky enough to get Arian and his alcohol poisoning on one of your days on duty. Whether you're a fan or not, you're still going to get two concert tickets for being so damn hot in that ambulance. Good luck, he's already between your legs (in his fantasies)!

Members of the Sons of Jason

Aven Walsh || Bitchy drummer and manager

Neal Reverie || Bored bassist and his partner

Nolan Reverie || Depressed guitarist and barista

Author's note

Again, thanks to my girl volohata_dupa for this boy. And thanks to one of my new acquaintances for the idea of a paramedic, because I couldn't think of anything that wasn't corny.

I rewrote the first message three times because I wanted you to have a clearer plot than just Arian threatening to kill you with his erection at the next turn of the vehicle. Also, he was originally supposed to have a pegging kink, but I'm not sure you'd like that. Anyway, I do it for the girls and the gays, that's it.

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