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Shepherd To The Sheep
0 reviewsGee is my shepherd. I will follow him, follow him where he may go. XD
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“I love you too.”
He kissed me once more then to my surprise pulled away from me. He grabbed the microphone.
“Show’s over guys. Me and my girl are headed home. You’ll be paid in the morning.” He tossed it back into the chair and grabbed my coat and then my hand.
“C’mon.” he began guiding me up the stairs.
“Where are we going?” I said and he turned to me.
“I was going to wait to take you until all this crazy shit was over, but now seems like perfect timing. I want to show you just how much I love you, Christine. Because I mean it.” He kissed me again, and gave another apologetic smile. We headed out of the building, and he had me steady by the hand. He hadn’t let go even once. I didn’t know why but it felt so… so… significant. I watched him pull out his cell phone.
“Here, darlin. Put this on its freezing.” He said while on the phone.
I didn’t want to let go of his hand, but it was cold, so I put it on swiftly and clasped his warm hand again. He hung up and within seconds a car pulled up. Gerard opened the door and I slid into the car. He got in and immediately began to kiss me. These kisses were different yet again. More animalistic, and heated. I didn’t really care, because I liked it. I liked it a hell of a lot. We continued like this, not going any further though I wanted to, I nearly begged to. I could feel him tugging at my clothes. I wanted him to rip them off. I took control and forced myself on top of him, straddling his lap, not breaking our kiss. I didn’t even care that we had the driver listening to us. To my dismay, he broke the kiss.
“If you keep at me like this, I won’t be able to wait.” He said nearly out of breath.
“What if I don’t want you to?” I smiled and kissed his neck. Sound escaped his mouth, signaling what he liked. Suddenly, he pushed me off of him gently.
“I want to.” He smiled and kissed me again. I don’t know how I managed it, but it reassured me and for the moment I was satisfied to hold his hand and simply rest my head on his chest. Before I knew it we had stopped. Again, I didn’t know where.
“C’mon baby.” I followed him out of the car and I realized we were back at the hotel. I hadn’t a clue what time it was. I was hoping that we wouldn’t run into any of the other boys. I wouldn’t know what to say or how to explain it. We entered the lobby and I immediately scanned the room, no sight of anyone. I just held his hand in silence and followed him like a lamb to a shepherd. This wasn’t like me, but somehow I was okay with it. We walked toward the desk and Gerard rang the service bell. He turned to look at me and I could do nothing but smile and he smiled back. I was high on this. So far gone, I hadn’t a care but him. The clerk came around.
“May I help you?” she said.
“Yeah, I’m Gerard Way and I requested a second room earlier today. I need the key.”
She quickly looked it up in her computer’s system.
“Ah. Here we are. Suite 416?”
“Yeah, that’d be it.”
The clerk smiled and gave him the room key. He thanked her and we were on our way. I still followed, not saying a word. There was no place I would have rather been, but there attached by the hand going where ever he may lead. We took the elevator the door shut he turned to me, taking me in his arms from behind and ending the silence.
“Is something wrong, sugar? You haven’t said a word since I stopped you in the car.”
“No. I just didn’t have anything to say.” I said shyly, through a smile. I felt like I was 15 again, being graced with the presence of my high school crush.
“Awe, Chrissy suddenly isn’t so talkative? Should I help you voice how you feel?” He kissed my neck gently at first but then bit me and I couldn’t help but sigh and go weak in the knees. He kissed once more and a small moan escaped my mouth without warning. He kept a firm grip on my hips, as if he knew I just might fall. He continued to kiss my neck, not helping my case of jelly legs. Suddenly, he stopped when I heard the sound of the elevator doors open. He returned to a very chaste and gentle grip on my hand and led me out. We walked down the hallway. Gerard was scanning the room doors until finally we came upon the one he was looking for. I hadn’t the slightest clue what was behind that door. Somehow, I had no fear whatsoever. Even though common sense told me I should be afraid, I wasn’t. Not one bit. Dear God, I don’t think I’ve ever trusted anyone this much. He unlocked the door and led me in, it was dimly lit by candles but I could tell the room was huge. Gerard closed the door and kissed me softly before removing my coat for me, letting it fall to the floor mimicking his earlier action. He guided me further into the room, and we stopped in what seemed to be the living area. I couldn’t tell due to the lack of light. Gerard kissed my hand gingerly before he spoke.
“Stay right here. Don’t move.” He smiled and kissed me on the forehead.
I nodded, feeling that no words could suffice. He walked away and slipped behind a set of doors and out of sight. I looked around the room. It was all dimly lit by candles so I could hardly make out what was around me. I squinted and I could make out a couch and glass table. I was in the living room. I could only assume that the doors he disappeared behind lead to the master bedroom. Before I knew it the double doors had opened and Gerard presented himself again, walking towards me. He had changed his attire from the ringmaster’s get up to a simple black silk robe. I liked it on him, from what I could see. He smiled at me as he spoke raising his hand to my cheek. I could feel myself flush beneath him.
“Stay still darlin’, I gotta get this off your face.” I felt a warm washcloth on the other side of my face gently removing the makeup I had long forgotten about. My eyes couldn’t help but follow the expression on his face as he gingerly touched my own. The dim lights danced on the contours of his beautiful features. I was in pure awe. He was beauty. I couldn’t comprehend why he wanted me. All that mattered was that he did, and I was going to savor every second. He disposed of the washcloth on a table beside me I hadn’t noticed into what looked like an old fashion washing bowl. He placed both hands on my cheeks and just stared into my eyes for a moment. A sweet smirk of a smile appeared on his face and he kissed me once on the lips. He took my hand again shepherding me along the room again, to the set of double doors he was behind earlier. He let me go briefly to open them, revealing what he most likely had been working on when I was in the living room. My jaw couldn’t help but drop. It was the master bathroom. There were a few candles scattered but there were spotlight lights over this massive bathtub that had been filled. There was a trail of rose petals leading up the bathtub steps and into the bubbly water. I hadn’t heard him turn on the water. Maybe the walls were soundproof. I didn’t know but this was all so breathtaking. The room smelled of roses and lavender. I spotted a plate of chocolate covered strawberries on the bath side table. I swear this man knew my every weakness. This was romantic to say the least. I turned to him and I smiled, wanting to cry at how happy it all made me. I couldn’t help myself; I just had to kiss him. I flung my arms around him, snapping like a rubber band and ravenous for his kiss. I launched my lips upon his. I kissed him with all the passion I could muster. I couldn’t help but feel like this moment was like that of the movies. This was the moment when the whole world was spinning, revolving around us; the collision of our kiss. I felt woozy again as he broke away, but he kept his hold on me. He kissed me on the forehead with a smile. He gently sang in a whisper in my ear.
“I lost my fear of falling. I will be with you.”
“You sang that. At the last show. It’s Not Fashion Statement It’s A Fucking Deathwish.”
He chuckled at my recitation. “That’s right, sugar. You do know your stuff don’t you?”
“I was really into your music before I met you. Then Alicia finally told me which “Mikey”, Mikey actually was. I hadn’t a clue what his last name was, just that they were together and his job was over the road. Come to think of it, she never showed me a picture of him.” He kissed me again, stopping my words.
“Why don’t we get in while the water is still hot, and you can tell me all about your fan girl obsession with me before I graced you with my presence?”
“Oh ha, ha, very funny.” I smirked at him.
“I know I’m a regular friggin’ comedian, honey.” He giggled.
He kissed me once more then to my surprise pulled away from me. He grabbed the microphone.
“Show’s over guys. Me and my girl are headed home. You’ll be paid in the morning.” He tossed it back into the chair and grabbed my coat and then my hand.
“C’mon.” he began guiding me up the stairs.
“Where are we going?” I said and he turned to me.
“I was going to wait to take you until all this crazy shit was over, but now seems like perfect timing. I want to show you just how much I love you, Christine. Because I mean it.” He kissed me again, and gave another apologetic smile. We headed out of the building, and he had me steady by the hand. He hadn’t let go even once. I didn’t know why but it felt so… so… significant. I watched him pull out his cell phone.
“Here, darlin. Put this on its freezing.” He said while on the phone.
I didn’t want to let go of his hand, but it was cold, so I put it on swiftly and clasped his warm hand again. He hung up and within seconds a car pulled up. Gerard opened the door and I slid into the car. He got in and immediately began to kiss me. These kisses were different yet again. More animalistic, and heated. I didn’t really care, because I liked it. I liked it a hell of a lot. We continued like this, not going any further though I wanted to, I nearly begged to. I could feel him tugging at my clothes. I wanted him to rip them off. I took control and forced myself on top of him, straddling his lap, not breaking our kiss. I didn’t even care that we had the driver listening to us. To my dismay, he broke the kiss.
“If you keep at me like this, I won’t be able to wait.” He said nearly out of breath.
“What if I don’t want you to?” I smiled and kissed his neck. Sound escaped his mouth, signaling what he liked. Suddenly, he pushed me off of him gently.
“I want to.” He smiled and kissed me again. I don’t know how I managed it, but it reassured me and for the moment I was satisfied to hold his hand and simply rest my head on his chest. Before I knew it we had stopped. Again, I didn’t know where.
“C’mon baby.” I followed him out of the car and I realized we were back at the hotel. I hadn’t a clue what time it was. I was hoping that we wouldn’t run into any of the other boys. I wouldn’t know what to say or how to explain it. We entered the lobby and I immediately scanned the room, no sight of anyone. I just held his hand in silence and followed him like a lamb to a shepherd. This wasn’t like me, but somehow I was okay with it. We walked toward the desk and Gerard rang the service bell. He turned to look at me and I could do nothing but smile and he smiled back. I was high on this. So far gone, I hadn’t a care but him. The clerk came around.
“May I help you?” she said.
“Yeah, I’m Gerard Way and I requested a second room earlier today. I need the key.”
She quickly looked it up in her computer’s system.
“Ah. Here we are. Suite 416?”
“Yeah, that’d be it.”
The clerk smiled and gave him the room key. He thanked her and we were on our way. I still followed, not saying a word. There was no place I would have rather been, but there attached by the hand going where ever he may lead. We took the elevator the door shut he turned to me, taking me in his arms from behind and ending the silence.
“Is something wrong, sugar? You haven’t said a word since I stopped you in the car.”
“No. I just didn’t have anything to say.” I said shyly, through a smile. I felt like I was 15 again, being graced with the presence of my high school crush.
“Awe, Chrissy suddenly isn’t so talkative? Should I help you voice how you feel?” He kissed my neck gently at first but then bit me and I couldn’t help but sigh and go weak in the knees. He kissed once more and a small moan escaped my mouth without warning. He kept a firm grip on my hips, as if he knew I just might fall. He continued to kiss my neck, not helping my case of jelly legs. Suddenly, he stopped when I heard the sound of the elevator doors open. He returned to a very chaste and gentle grip on my hand and led me out. We walked down the hallway. Gerard was scanning the room doors until finally we came upon the one he was looking for. I hadn’t the slightest clue what was behind that door. Somehow, I had no fear whatsoever. Even though common sense told me I should be afraid, I wasn’t. Not one bit. Dear God, I don’t think I’ve ever trusted anyone this much. He unlocked the door and led me in, it was dimly lit by candles but I could tell the room was huge. Gerard closed the door and kissed me softly before removing my coat for me, letting it fall to the floor mimicking his earlier action. He guided me further into the room, and we stopped in what seemed to be the living area. I couldn’t tell due to the lack of light. Gerard kissed my hand gingerly before he spoke.
“Stay right here. Don’t move.” He smiled and kissed me on the forehead.
I nodded, feeling that no words could suffice. He walked away and slipped behind a set of doors and out of sight. I looked around the room. It was all dimly lit by candles so I could hardly make out what was around me. I squinted and I could make out a couch and glass table. I was in the living room. I could only assume that the doors he disappeared behind lead to the master bedroom. Before I knew it the double doors had opened and Gerard presented himself again, walking towards me. He had changed his attire from the ringmaster’s get up to a simple black silk robe. I liked it on him, from what I could see. He smiled at me as he spoke raising his hand to my cheek. I could feel myself flush beneath him.
“Stay still darlin’, I gotta get this off your face.” I felt a warm washcloth on the other side of my face gently removing the makeup I had long forgotten about. My eyes couldn’t help but follow the expression on his face as he gingerly touched my own. The dim lights danced on the contours of his beautiful features. I was in pure awe. He was beauty. I couldn’t comprehend why he wanted me. All that mattered was that he did, and I was going to savor every second. He disposed of the washcloth on a table beside me I hadn’t noticed into what looked like an old fashion washing bowl. He placed both hands on my cheeks and just stared into my eyes for a moment. A sweet smirk of a smile appeared on his face and he kissed me once on the lips. He took my hand again shepherding me along the room again, to the set of double doors he was behind earlier. He let me go briefly to open them, revealing what he most likely had been working on when I was in the living room. My jaw couldn’t help but drop. It was the master bathroom. There were a few candles scattered but there were spotlight lights over this massive bathtub that had been filled. There was a trail of rose petals leading up the bathtub steps and into the bubbly water. I hadn’t heard him turn on the water. Maybe the walls were soundproof. I didn’t know but this was all so breathtaking. The room smelled of roses and lavender. I spotted a plate of chocolate covered strawberries on the bath side table. I swear this man knew my every weakness. This was romantic to say the least. I turned to him and I smiled, wanting to cry at how happy it all made me. I couldn’t help myself; I just had to kiss him. I flung my arms around him, snapping like a rubber band and ravenous for his kiss. I launched my lips upon his. I kissed him with all the passion I could muster. I couldn’t help but feel like this moment was like that of the movies. This was the moment when the whole world was spinning, revolving around us; the collision of our kiss. I felt woozy again as he broke away, but he kept his hold on me. He kissed me on the forehead with a smile. He gently sang in a whisper in my ear.
“I lost my fear of falling. I will be with you.”
“You sang that. At the last show. It’s Not Fashion Statement It’s A Fucking Deathwish.”
He chuckled at my recitation. “That’s right, sugar. You do know your stuff don’t you?”
“I was really into your music before I met you. Then Alicia finally told me which “Mikey”, Mikey actually was. I hadn’t a clue what his last name was, just that they were together and his job was over the road. Come to think of it, she never showed me a picture of him.” He kissed me again, stopping my words.
“Why don’t we get in while the water is still hot, and you can tell me all about your fan girl obsession with me before I graced you with my presence?”
“Oh ha, ha, very funny.” I smirked at him.
“I know I’m a regular friggin’ comedian, honey.” He giggled.
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