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Fuck fuck fuck. What the hell? I wake up to find myself naked and in bed with YOU. Please don't say we... Its not right. I swore I would never let anyone that close in that way ever since Sean.. wait, did you? You didn't? Did you fucking rape me?
I can't remember much of last night, I do know your name though. 'Frankie'?'
'How the fuck do you know my name?!'
'Frankie, don't you remember anything from last night?'
'I was fucking pissed, how the fuck could I?! And it's Frank. Not Frankie.' you pause, then gasping. 'You didn't, oh god, oh fucking god NO!' you drop to your knees on the floor and start to sob violently, I hastily pulling on my boxers and a large band teeshirt.
I rest my forehead on my knees as I sob. I never let people see me like this and I can hear you shuffling around before your footsteps come towards me.
I pause, now fully clothed. I pile your shirt and trousers next to you and sit down. I don't know what to do. Nervously, I put a hand on your shoulder, you sharply shrugging me off. 'Don't... Touchme' you whimper, looking at me with crying eyes.
You pull back slightly, hurt. 'But Frankie-' Your hand moves towards me again and I scramble backswards on my hands and knees. 'Don't fucking touch me!' I scream as I press my self against the wall.
I don't understand, I thought you wanted this too, or were you just joking? Just doing this for a laugh and regretting it now? No, no Gerard don't think that, the kid's fucking in tears. 'Hang on, I won't touch you don't worry, I'm just going to see Mikey.'
'O-okay...' you choke out, letting me go up to see him getting dressed with Alicia. Greeat.
'Mikey... Can I ask a favour?' he glares. 'What.'
'Well it's for Alicia really, could you call school and get Frank and I off school?' She looks confused and Mikey sighs, walking to the kitchen. 'I give up on you Gerard. Give. Up.'
Alicia smiles a little as I whisper 'It's not for that! Long story, but 'please could you?' She nods and goes to the house phone, smiling as I mouth 'THAAANKS' and go downstairs.
I'm curled up in the corner when you return, and I hear you sit nearby. 'Whats wrong?' I can't speak to you. I can't speak through my tears.
I pause to let you gain your breath and return to normal breathing. 'It's okay, you can speak in your own time..' I'm still confused, what is wrong?
I wrap my arms round your legs, trying to find some form of comfort and ignoring my clothes which are lying next to me. 'You-You're gay...' I manage to whisper and you nod. 'And then did we...what did you do to me?!' I whisper. I woke up in your arms, your warm chest against my back. I could nearly feel your heart beating, and I had turned to look at you. And my mind filled with confusion and hate. Tears had filled my eyes, and now they were threatening to appear again as I blink, trying to stop them.
I shift a fraction closer, feeling your grip tighten slightly on my legs. 'I'm not too sure myself' it was true, my mind is cloudy from the night before. 'But I know we had a lot of booze...' you laugh quietly, before trembling again.
'Oh god...' you whisper, obviously your memory coming back. I offer my arms out for a hug, waiting for a response.
I don't move and you drop your arms after a while, staring at the floor. What do I do? I can remember it. The falling off the sofa with you falling asleep on me, lips pressed together. In your room, Mikey coming in screaming at us, us shirtless against the wall. Puking into a bush only to return to open arms and a kiss. Then.... shit.
'It... It didn't have to m-mean anything if... You don't w-want it t-to...' I feel a tear roll my own cheek. It's weird. It did mean something to me. I don't know why, but it did. And here I am telling you it doesn't have to.
Shit, you're crying. I remember when you kissed me. You were so- before I know whst I'm doing, I've reached forwards capturing your chin in my fingers and tilting your face up to meet your eyes. I lean forwards, pressing my lips agsinst your own.
I close my eyes, gasping a little before completely melting into the soft kiss. Your silky texture of your lips gently massages my own and your fingers stay resting on my chin before you pull away fractionally, your lips just parted from my own.
What the hell did I just do that for? I keep my eyes closed, our faces millimeters apart but a tears rolls gently down my cheek as I whisper 'Shit.' I go to pull away, but you stop me. 'Why? Why did you just kiss me?' I don't know and I pull away, turning my head away from you, my fingers slipping from your chin and they fall, landing on your leg, and I stay like that as the tears fall.
'I don't know.... Gerard I'm so confused....' So am I, I mean.... Woah.
'Well...' I say calmly, puting a hand by your own and letting you move your hand to touch it. 'Did you... Feel anything... From it?'
You pause. 'I'm not gay...' you mumble. 'And... I want to say no, I want to say fucking no!' you start to cry again, your hand fractionally moving so your pinkie finger rests over mine. There is another pause 'B..but I don't think I can...'
You open your mouth to reply, but I hear a sudden 'Gerard!' from Mikey as he thunders down the stairs towards us. 'I don't give two shits how much you're in love, I'm not letting Alicia get you off- shit.' He reaches us, looking down at my tearstained face and his features soften. 'Shit.' He repeats softly. 'I thought... forget it.' He backs off. 'Do you two...um.. want a drink, or aspirin or...?'
'We're fine.' You reply just as quietly as he nods, hesitating before turning and walking off.
'Sorry...' I say quietly, smiling warmly at you and receiving one back.
'Thats okay...' I move my hand slowly and our fingers gently interlock, almost subconsciously. 'Is this okay?' I ask you quietly.
'I... I'm not gay... I don't know what I am....'
'Just go... With what you feel.'
'My heart and mind say different things.' I sound like a confused child as I rub my forehead in thought. 'My mind is telling me its wrong and not natural...'
'And your heart?'
I pause, concentrating on my heartbeat for a moment as though it was telling me an important story. '...that its right.'
'Well... What do you feel... Now....' I rub your hand gently with my own, slowly moving my fingers over the back of your palm.
'That... This is wrong, isn't it?'
'It's whatever you want it to be.' I'm keeping calm, and obviously calming you.
'I... Don't think it's wrong. My heart says, that this isn't wrong... Does yours say that it's wrong?'
You look at me. 'No.' I stop stroking your hand and smile gently again, shifting closer to you, 'well 'what's the problem then?' You smile back, closing the gap between us with your smooth lips.
I move my hand to the back of your head, tangling my fingers in the tousled bangs as I deepen the kiss. I gently part your lips with my tongue, and our tongues connect, gliding over each other while my chest feels like its having its own private fireworks display.
I moan quietly into the kiss, shifting closer and wrapping my arms round your waist, them resting half way up your bare back. Feeling your fingers deepen in my hair, I slowly move my leg to rest over yours, the both of us shifting down slightly.
We lay on the floor, and I vaguely hear Mikey shout down to us that they're off to school and to stay sane. I roll us over, so I'm on top of you as I pull back and shout 'Okay.' in a choked voice. I immediately press my lips to your own again, feeling your hand move down to cup my ass.
Giggling quietly into your mouth, I squeeze your ass gently, hearing you emit a slow, quiet moan, your warm breath only making me want you more. I feel my semi brushing your own and gasp slightly at the contact., this is the furthest I've gone with you, sober, and I think that counts if we're starting afresh. I pull away and look at you.
'Are you sure youre okay doing this?' You kiss me slowly in response, smiling and nibbling my lip a little.
'I'm sure.'
I feel your fingers teasing the waistband of my boxers as I pull the oversized tee over your head. I run my fingers down your body, the tips dancing over perfect skin.
'So beautiful...' you whisper, looking at my body once prises of boxers and pants. I smile, feeling warm kisses placed gently to my chest, the words 'So gorgeous' or 'Beautiful' escaping your lips every so often. My head is spinning a little as I feel you take one of my hardened nipples in yoyr mouth, your teeth grazing over before giving the same treatment to the other one. I shut my eyes and push your boxers down too, running my fingers over your bare ass.
I let out a moan, my eyes flickering shut as your fingers brush between my ass cheeks. My erection presses against your bare thigh and I feel your fingers press against my entrance before sliding one inside me dry.
'F-f-fuck... Holy f- Oh god....' you press your lips hard on my chest, sucking an biting the skin as I slowly thrust my finger in and out, inserting another one shortly after. I feel your teeth clamp on my chest and moan, deepening my fingers.
I arch my back feeling your fingers scissoring inside me. Oh fuck.... you roll me over so you're on top of me and position yourself against my entrance.
'You ready?'
'Mmmm... Oh god yeah...' You close your eyes as your mouth forms an 'O' shape, sharply closing as I slide gently inside you, feeling you press on my back and push me further. You bite your lip and let out a long throaty moan, shouting my name louder when I start to pump inside you. Your moaning makes me want to release deep inside you, but I can't crack so easily and resist the temptation, running a salty trail along your collar bone with my tongue.
I feel as though my body is being split into two equal pieces as you thrust into me. I wrap my legs round your waist, pulling you in deeper, gasping as your hand snakes between us, wrapping your fingers round my cock and pumping in time to your thrusts.
I nibble gently on your collar bone, searching for the perfect spot before you let out an almight yell of 'FUCK GERARD!' and arch your back, thrusting up into me in time ot my pumps. I hit that spot repeadtedly until a sea of white liquid spreads all over our stomachs from your release, mine quickly coming deep inside of you. Fucking hell.
I let my legs loosen round your waist, opening my eyes and panting as you pull out of me. You're body drops onto mine as I pull you in for a passionate kiss. 'Fuck...I love you.' You mumble into my mouth and I swear my heart stops momentarily. I'm scared to admit it, but I love you too.
I am in love with Gerard Way.
Fuck fuck fuck. What the hell? I wake up to find myself naked and in bed with YOU. Please don't say we... Its not right. I swore I would never let anyone that close in that way ever since Sean.. wait, did you? You didn't? Did you fucking rape me?
I can't remember much of last night, I do know your name though. 'Frankie'?'
'How the fuck do you know my name?!'
'Frankie, don't you remember anything from last night?'
'I was fucking pissed, how the fuck could I?! And it's Frank. Not Frankie.' you pause, then gasping. 'You didn't, oh god, oh fucking god NO!' you drop to your knees on the floor and start to sob violently, I hastily pulling on my boxers and a large band teeshirt.
I rest my forehead on my knees as I sob. I never let people see me like this and I can hear you shuffling around before your footsteps come towards me.
I pause, now fully clothed. I pile your shirt and trousers next to you and sit down. I don't know what to do. Nervously, I put a hand on your shoulder, you sharply shrugging me off. 'Don't... Touchme' you whimper, looking at me with crying eyes.
You pull back slightly, hurt. 'But Frankie-' Your hand moves towards me again and I scramble backswards on my hands and knees. 'Don't fucking touch me!' I scream as I press my self against the wall.
I don't understand, I thought you wanted this too, or were you just joking? Just doing this for a laugh and regretting it now? No, no Gerard don't think that, the kid's fucking in tears. 'Hang on, I won't touch you don't worry, I'm just going to see Mikey.'
'O-okay...' you choke out, letting me go up to see him getting dressed with Alicia. Greeat.
'Mikey... Can I ask a favour?' he glares. 'What.'
'Well it's for Alicia really, could you call school and get Frank and I off school?' She looks confused and Mikey sighs, walking to the kitchen. 'I give up on you Gerard. Give. Up.'
Alicia smiles a little as I whisper 'It's not for that! Long story, but 'please could you?' She nods and goes to the house phone, smiling as I mouth 'THAAANKS' and go downstairs.
I'm curled up in the corner when you return, and I hear you sit nearby. 'Whats wrong?' I can't speak to you. I can't speak through my tears.
I pause to let you gain your breath and return to normal breathing. 'It's okay, you can speak in your own time..' I'm still confused, what is wrong?
I wrap my arms round your legs, trying to find some form of comfort and ignoring my clothes which are lying next to me. 'You-You're gay...' I manage to whisper and you nod. 'And then did we...what did you do to me?!' I whisper. I woke up in your arms, your warm chest against my back. I could nearly feel your heart beating, and I had turned to look at you. And my mind filled with confusion and hate. Tears had filled my eyes, and now they were threatening to appear again as I blink, trying to stop them.
I shift a fraction closer, feeling your grip tighten slightly on my legs. 'I'm not too sure myself' it was true, my mind is cloudy from the night before. 'But I know we had a lot of booze...' you laugh quietly, before trembling again.
'Oh god...' you whisper, obviously your memory coming back. I offer my arms out for a hug, waiting for a response.
I don't move and you drop your arms after a while, staring at the floor. What do I do? I can remember it. The falling off the sofa with you falling asleep on me, lips pressed together. In your room, Mikey coming in screaming at us, us shirtless against the wall. Puking into a bush only to return to open arms and a kiss. Then.... shit.
'It... It didn't have to m-mean anything if... You don't w-want it t-to...' I feel a tear roll my own cheek. It's weird. It did mean something to me. I don't know why, but it did. And here I am telling you it doesn't have to.
Shit, you're crying. I remember when you kissed me. You were so- before I know whst I'm doing, I've reached forwards capturing your chin in my fingers and tilting your face up to meet your eyes. I lean forwards, pressing my lips agsinst your own.
I close my eyes, gasping a little before completely melting into the soft kiss. Your silky texture of your lips gently massages my own and your fingers stay resting on my chin before you pull away fractionally, your lips just parted from my own.
What the hell did I just do that for? I keep my eyes closed, our faces millimeters apart but a tears rolls gently down my cheek as I whisper 'Shit.' I go to pull away, but you stop me. 'Why? Why did you just kiss me?' I don't know and I pull away, turning my head away from you, my fingers slipping from your chin and they fall, landing on your leg, and I stay like that as the tears fall.
'I don't know.... Gerard I'm so confused....' So am I, I mean.... Woah.
'Well...' I say calmly, puting a hand by your own and letting you move your hand to touch it. 'Did you... Feel anything... From it?'
You pause. 'I'm not gay...' you mumble. 'And... I want to say no, I want to say fucking no!' you start to cry again, your hand fractionally moving so your pinkie finger rests over mine. There is another pause 'B..but I don't think I can...'
You open your mouth to reply, but I hear a sudden 'Gerard!' from Mikey as he thunders down the stairs towards us. 'I don't give two shits how much you're in love, I'm not letting Alicia get you off- shit.' He reaches us, looking down at my tearstained face and his features soften. 'Shit.' He repeats softly. 'I thought... forget it.' He backs off. 'Do you two...um.. want a drink, or aspirin or...?'
'We're fine.' You reply just as quietly as he nods, hesitating before turning and walking off.
'Sorry...' I say quietly, smiling warmly at you and receiving one back.
'Thats okay...' I move my hand slowly and our fingers gently interlock, almost subconsciously. 'Is this okay?' I ask you quietly.
'I... I'm not gay... I don't know what I am....'
'Just go... With what you feel.'
'My heart and mind say different things.' I sound like a confused child as I rub my forehead in thought. 'My mind is telling me its wrong and not natural...'
'And your heart?'
I pause, concentrating on my heartbeat for a moment as though it was telling me an important story. '...that its right.'
'Well... What do you feel... Now....' I rub your hand gently with my own, slowly moving my fingers over the back of your palm.
'That... This is wrong, isn't it?'
'It's whatever you want it to be.' I'm keeping calm, and obviously calming you.
'I... Don't think it's wrong. My heart says, that this isn't wrong... Does yours say that it's wrong?'
You look at me. 'No.' I stop stroking your hand and smile gently again, shifting closer to you, 'well 'what's the problem then?' You smile back, closing the gap between us with your smooth lips.
I move my hand to the back of your head, tangling my fingers in the tousled bangs as I deepen the kiss. I gently part your lips with my tongue, and our tongues connect, gliding over each other while my chest feels like its having its own private fireworks display.
I moan quietly into the kiss, shifting closer and wrapping my arms round your waist, them resting half way up your bare back. Feeling your fingers deepen in my hair, I slowly move my leg to rest over yours, the both of us shifting down slightly.
We lay on the floor, and I vaguely hear Mikey shout down to us that they're off to school and to stay sane. I roll us over, so I'm on top of you as I pull back and shout 'Okay.' in a choked voice. I immediately press my lips to your own again, feeling your hand move down to cup my ass.
Giggling quietly into your mouth, I squeeze your ass gently, hearing you emit a slow, quiet moan, your warm breath only making me want you more. I feel my semi brushing your own and gasp slightly at the contact., this is the furthest I've gone with you, sober, and I think that counts if we're starting afresh. I pull away and look at you.
'Are you sure youre okay doing this?' You kiss me slowly in response, smiling and nibbling my lip a little.
'I'm sure.'
I feel your fingers teasing the waistband of my boxers as I pull the oversized tee over your head. I run my fingers down your body, the tips dancing over perfect skin.
'So beautiful...' you whisper, looking at my body once prises of boxers and pants. I smile, feeling warm kisses placed gently to my chest, the words 'So gorgeous' or 'Beautiful' escaping your lips every so often. My head is spinning a little as I feel you take one of my hardened nipples in yoyr mouth, your teeth grazing over before giving the same treatment to the other one. I shut my eyes and push your boxers down too, running my fingers over your bare ass.
I let out a moan, my eyes flickering shut as your fingers brush between my ass cheeks. My erection presses against your bare thigh and I feel your fingers press against my entrance before sliding one inside me dry.
'F-f-fuck... Holy f- Oh god....' you press your lips hard on my chest, sucking an biting the skin as I slowly thrust my finger in and out, inserting another one shortly after. I feel your teeth clamp on my chest and moan, deepening my fingers.
I arch my back feeling your fingers scissoring inside me. Oh fuck.... you roll me over so you're on top of me and position yourself against my entrance.
'You ready?'
'Mmmm... Oh god yeah...' You close your eyes as your mouth forms an 'O' shape, sharply closing as I slide gently inside you, feeling you press on my back and push me further. You bite your lip and let out a long throaty moan, shouting my name louder when I start to pump inside you. Your moaning makes me want to release deep inside you, but I can't crack so easily and resist the temptation, running a salty trail along your collar bone with my tongue.
I feel as though my body is being split into two equal pieces as you thrust into me. I wrap my legs round your waist, pulling you in deeper, gasping as your hand snakes between us, wrapping your fingers round my cock and pumping in time to your thrusts.
I nibble gently on your collar bone, searching for the perfect spot before you let out an almight yell of 'FUCK GERARD!' and arch your back, thrusting up into me in time ot my pumps. I hit that spot repeadtedly until a sea of white liquid spreads all over our stomachs from your release, mine quickly coming deep inside of you. Fucking hell.
I let my legs loosen round your waist, opening my eyes and panting as you pull out of me. You're body drops onto mine as I pull you in for a passionate kiss. 'Fuck...I love you.' You mumble into my mouth and I swear my heart stops momentarily. I'm scared to admit it, but I love you too.
I am in love with Gerard Way.
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