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Okay 3rd attempt at typing this cause everytime I try to something happens or the internet goes tits up. Bleh! Yay! You guys want them to have sex as much as I do. I was feeling all pervy and alone. XD


Gerard's P.O.V

Her body felt soooo gooood pressed against mine. My hands gently stroked down her sides, taking in every curve and cervice of her body. The pale smooth skin of her neck to the soft roundnes of her hips. Her lips tasted like strawberries with a hint of puke but I probably don't taste much better. Her hands slid up into my hair, tugging it gently. My hair is my weakness, play with it and I'm like putty in your hands. I couldn't help but moan slightly and push my body harder into her. Her hips raised up and pressed into mine.

I was hard already, thats just the effect she has on me. Our hips moved together creating the most delicious friction. Shit this is just like the dream. I could hear panting in my ear. Little moans and whimpers poured from her soft, sweet tasting lips.

Lydia's cool hands slipped up under my shirt and began ghosting along my chest. Her touches were playful and feather light. Her fingers pinched my nipples hard and I a loud moan escaped my lips, my hips pushed harder into harder.
"Ugh, quiet Gee." she whispered before sucking on my earlope. I have to have her right now! I sat up and she whimpered from the lack of contact. I slid her tank top off, revealing her soft pillowy breats. She bit her lip, looking away, clearly self-concious.
"So beautiful" I whispered before leabing down to capture one of her rosy buds in my mouth. Her skin tasted slightly like strawberry milkshake. Her breasts fit in my hand just nicely, like they were made just for me. I bit down gently and a shiver ran through her and he arched her back up. I have to do something before the circulation get cut off to my dick.
"Fuck me, now" she growled grinding her self against me. A low growl escaped my lips as she began undressing me. I stood up with just my jockey shorts on.
"Hmmm, I think your a biiiiit over dressed" Her face was flushed, her eyes glassy with need. All pain and illne had been erased from us for the time being.

I pulled her up from the couch so she was standing too and hooked my fingers in the sides of her pyjama pants. I slid them down, dropping to my knee at the same time.
"Is the door locked?" I just nodded, honestly didn't know but right now I didn't honestly care. She stepped out of her pyjama pants and I kised gently from her knees to the tops of her tighs, ignoring the place she wanted me most. Her finger gripped my hair tightly. I licked a line up her panties, moaning as I tasted her through them. She was panting and trying to get me to go faster but I wanted to draw this out as long as posible.
"Gee please?" she moaned, arching her hips forwrad.
"Please what?" I smirked, rubbing her gently through her panties.
"Ugh, fuck meee, pleaasseee?" she whinned.
"Well since you said please" I teased. I slid them down her smooth legs and rna my finger along her slit, collecting her scent which had collected there. She watched as I slipped my finger into my mouth, sucking her taste of it. I almost came from that little taste of her.
"Tastes fucking good" I drawled. She shuddered before pouncing on me, knocking me to the floor with her on top. I flipped us over and pinned her wrists above her head. I kissed her hard on the lips, gently moving down, sucking on the sensetive flesh of her neck. Her hips bucked into mine and I could feel the pre-cum accumulating on the tip.

I left her wrists go and her hands shot down to my jockey shorts to take them off. My length twitched as her hand brushed it. I held onto her hips, positioning myself to enter her.
"Wait!" she said suddenly.
"What?" I asked trying not to freak out, maybe I'd rushed her into this.
"I,uh, have my...um, ya know?" she blsuhed. I gave her a blank look before realising what she was going on about. I never said anything but began digging about under the couch cushion and eventually bringing out a little black packet. She jut raised her eyebrows at me.
"There not mine" I muttered and Lydia just giggled.
"Shut up" I said lamely and she pretended to zip her lips shut. I tore open the packet and she took it off me.
"What the f- oooh god!" she rolled it on with her mouth, giving me a hard suck before letting me go. My dick was throbbing and crying out for her warm wet velvety walls to be wrapped around it. Lydia then impaled herself on me and I had to bit my lip to stop myself screaming out. Lydia bit onto my shouldet, muffling her scream. Our hips moved together once again. She was so wet and tight. I moaned into her hair as she thrust her hips into mine. Our bodies were slick with sweat sliding together.
"Harder!" came her muffled voice. I thrust harder and she bit harder. I felt a small drop of blood trickle down my chest and he liked it up.
"Oh god Lydia!" My thrusts became wilder as I reached my climax and her walls tightened around me. Swear words poured from my mouth as I poured into her. She clamped down on me so hard I could barely move. She screamed into my shoulder and we collapsed in a sweaty heap on the floor.


A sharp knock was heard at the door.
"Gerard, Lydia! You okay in there?"
Shit! It was Frank. The door handle rattled as he tried to open. Thank fuck it really was locked!
"Um, we're fine thanks" Lydia called running about dressed again.
"Are you sure? We heard screaming" I shut my eyes, trying not to think about what would happen if Frank knew what just happened. I felt something land on me and I squeaked. Lydia was sitting on the couch, dressed, giggling slightly. I looked at what it was, my pyjamas. She gave me a duh look and I peeled off the used condom, wondering what the fuck to do with it.
"Guuuuys" whinned Frank.
"Two minutes" yelled Lydia. "Keep your panties on" I heard him huff on the otherside of the door.
Lydia held out her hand, I put the condom on it and she stuffed it into her pocket.
"I'll through it out later" she said. "Now get dresed" she shoo'd. I got quickly dressed back in my pyjama's and quickly unlocked the door.
"Why does it smell like sex?" he asked, looking at us uspiciously.


Be honest, that was really fucking bad, right?

xoxo Sam