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Gerard and Babs share a lovely morning together, well sort of.
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The next morning Gerard and I were up earlier than everybody else. We were both very hungry and inspired, so we decided to make pancakes. We turned on the radio and danced to Nena’s “99 Red Balloons” like two complete idiots. It was a lot of fun, singing and dancing together. We tried to flip the pancakes, but we ended up getting partially cooked batter everywhere
“Look, there’s some on the ceiling!” Gerard laughed, taking a seat on the floor as I tried to clean up. I sat next to him and looked up. He was right and I started to laugh hysterically.
“Brian’s gonna be so mad!” I laughed. Gerard nodded and then shushed me.
“Let’s go hide from him. We’ll tell him Mikey or somebody did it.” Gerard offered. I laughed even harder and nodded as we took off down the hall, back to our bedroom where we dove into the bed and under the covers like two over zealous penguins.
We hid under the covers for a moment, catching our breath and smiling widely at each other like two naughty children who got away with something. The rain outside was making a lot of noise. It was coming down in a veritable deluge, noisy and strong. It was oddly soothing in a way, and sensual too some how.
Gerard pulled his shirt over his head and I did the same, even though I didn’t really know why. We stripped down to our underwear and held each other close in the chilly room. I laid my head on his flat stomach and ran my fingers up and down his chest, curling through the sparse and soft tendrils of chest hair that lingered here and there. I kissed his neck and his shoulder blades. I moved slowly downward and kissed his stomach and each slightly protruding hipbone. He shivered and so did I.
Then he flipped me over and laid on top of me, pinning my arms with his hands. He kissed the tip of my nose and then slowly moving toward my neck. His nose brushed the nape of my neck and I quivered in my skin. He kissed each collarbone and the top of my breasts, working his way down to kiss my belly button and then three inches lower, right where the line of my underwear was.
“Gerard…” I breathed, taking in a sharp breath of air as his lips moved over my left thigh. He pulled himself up so that we were face to face again. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me so that every part of us was touching.
I was so happy that our relationship had moved on from just sex to being something so much more sensual and deep. It was nice being able to do things like this without it even leading to sex, even though this probably would lead to it. Gerard was gentle, careful with me, as if I might break in his hands. I rested my head on the left of his chest and breathed in the pungent smell of cigarettes and coffee.
“I love moments like this.” Gerard whispered in my ear. He started kissing me all over again, not missing a single inch of my skin. His lips felt so unbearably good that it was killing me. Soft moans fluttered and tumbled out of my throat, as did his.
“Did I ever tell you how good you taste?” Gerard breathed heavily down my neck. I let a quiet sigh escape my lips in response a long with a deft laugh. “I could just eat you up.” He groaned, sucking and nipping at the sweet spot on my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling and tugging the way his liked and he moaned in my ear, sending a wave of numb pleasure through all my limbs.
We started making love and it was perfect. Gerard was slow and romantic, staring me in the eyes and kissing and touching me everywhere, especially my weak spots. He felt just like heaven against my skin, everywhere.
“FUCK!” we heard Brian scream from the kitchen. We both stopped dead in our tracks. We heard foot steps and then suddenly Brian burst into the bedroom, the door flying open, revealing up.
“Oh shit! Sorry! Sorry!” he said as soon as he noticed what we were doing. He shut the door and ran off to yell at somebody else about the mess in the kitchen.
Though we were a little miffed that we didn’t get to finish, we couldn’t help but smirk because we got away with wrecking the kitchen.
“Shit, I gotta go to the salon to get my hair did.” Gerard said with a laugh, putting pants and a shirt on. I sat up in bed, holding the covers around my bare chest and smiling.
“Come home soon honey.” I grinned. He walked over and kissed me goodbye with his sweet lips.
Today was going to be good.
The next morning Gerard and I were up earlier than everybody else. We were both very hungry and inspired, so we decided to make pancakes. We turned on the radio and danced to Nena’s “99 Red Balloons” like two complete idiots. It was a lot of fun, singing and dancing together. We tried to flip the pancakes, but we ended up getting partially cooked batter everywhere
“Look, there’s some on the ceiling!” Gerard laughed, taking a seat on the floor as I tried to clean up. I sat next to him and looked up. He was right and I started to laugh hysterically.
“Brian’s gonna be so mad!” I laughed. Gerard nodded and then shushed me.
“Let’s go hide from him. We’ll tell him Mikey or somebody did it.” Gerard offered. I laughed even harder and nodded as we took off down the hall, back to our bedroom where we dove into the bed and under the covers like two over zealous penguins.
We hid under the covers for a moment, catching our breath and smiling widely at each other like two naughty children who got away with something. The rain outside was making a lot of noise. It was coming down in a veritable deluge, noisy and strong. It was oddly soothing in a way, and sensual too some how.
Gerard pulled his shirt over his head and I did the same, even though I didn’t really know why. We stripped down to our underwear and held each other close in the chilly room. I laid my head on his flat stomach and ran my fingers up and down his chest, curling through the sparse and soft tendrils of chest hair that lingered here and there. I kissed his neck and his shoulder blades. I moved slowly downward and kissed his stomach and each slightly protruding hipbone. He shivered and so did I.
Then he flipped me over and laid on top of me, pinning my arms with his hands. He kissed the tip of my nose and then slowly moving toward my neck. His nose brushed the nape of my neck and I quivered in my skin. He kissed each collarbone and the top of my breasts, working his way down to kiss my belly button and then three inches lower, right where the line of my underwear was.
“Gerard…” I breathed, taking in a sharp breath of air as his lips moved over my left thigh. He pulled himself up so that we were face to face again. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me so that every part of us was touching.
I was so happy that our relationship had moved on from just sex to being something so much more sensual and deep. It was nice being able to do things like this without it even leading to sex, even though this probably would lead to it. Gerard was gentle, careful with me, as if I might break in his hands. I rested my head on the left of his chest and breathed in the pungent smell of cigarettes and coffee.
“I love moments like this.” Gerard whispered in my ear. He started kissing me all over again, not missing a single inch of my skin. His lips felt so unbearably good that it was killing me. Soft moans fluttered and tumbled out of my throat, as did his.
“Did I ever tell you how good you taste?” Gerard breathed heavily down my neck. I let a quiet sigh escape my lips in response a long with a deft laugh. “I could just eat you up.” He groaned, sucking and nipping at the sweet spot on my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling and tugging the way his liked and he moaned in my ear, sending a wave of numb pleasure through all my limbs.
We started making love and it was perfect. Gerard was slow and romantic, staring me in the eyes and kissing and touching me everywhere, especially my weak spots. He felt just like heaven against my skin, everywhere.
“FUCK!” we heard Brian scream from the kitchen. We both stopped dead in our tracks. We heard foot steps and then suddenly Brian burst into the bedroom, the door flying open, revealing up.
“Oh shit! Sorry! Sorry!” he said as soon as he noticed what we were doing. He shut the door and ran off to yell at somebody else about the mess in the kitchen.
Though we were a little miffed that we didn’t get to finish, we couldn’t help but smirk because we got away with wrecking the kitchen.
“Shit, I gotta go to the salon to get my hair did.” Gerard said with a laugh, putting pants and a shirt on. I sat up in bed, holding the covers around my bare chest and smiling.
“Come home soon honey.” I grinned. He walked over and kissed me goodbye with his sweet lips.
Today was going to be good.
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