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BABETTE

“Pst! Are you alone?” I hissed through the studio door. I had snuck downstairs around midnight to find poor Gee still working in the studio.

“Babes? Yeah I’m alone.” He hissed back. I opened the door, took off my bathrobe and revealed myself. Gerard was sitting in a rolling chair smiling widely at me. His hair had gone over well with the band, which made him and myself happy. But I think it was the fact that I was wearing frilly black lingerie that was making him smile this time.

“Well, what do you think?” I asked slyly, giving a twirl. I had just picked up this nightgown the other day and I was saving it for something special. Gerard raised his eyebrows and whistled.

“Come over here and let me get a better view.” He said with a smirk. I sauntered over and took a seat on his lap, straddling him. “This is more like it…” he said, touching the lacey ends of the sheer night gown as he looked me over. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” I said, leaning down to give him a sensual kiss. I felt him grow hard underneath me as the kiss continued. “Somebody’s excited.” I teased as I pulled down my panties. Gerard smirked and kissed my neck.

“Who could blame me?” he mumbled into my neck. I let out a breathy sigh of contentment.

Gerard undid his pants and I carefully positioned myself on him. He let out a soft moan as he entered me. We got to going at it and were both having a hard time keeping it down, Gerard especially. He would moan loudly and I’d giggle and have to shush him. If we were caught twice in the same day… As we continued, I thought I saw somebody out of the corner of my eye and jumped.

“What? What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” Gerard asked, stopping in his tracks. I shook my head fervently.

“No, I just thought I saw somebody. I was wrong.” I said, leaning back in to kiss him again and continue. Every thrust felt better than the last, sending waves of numb pleasure through to my fingertips and my curling toes.

But of course, with one big thrust I had knocked us and the chair over. We both laughed it off and Gerard climbed on top of me in the missionary position to finish the job. It’s hard trying to stay silent when your having a great orgasm. I bit down on my lip and dug my hair into Gerard’s newly blond and nonexistent locks. Gerard must’ve had and even harder time because he actually bit down into my neck, making me shriek.

For a moment we sat there panting, Gerard kissing my neck where I would no doubt have a bruise or something.

“You were great.” Gerard said, pulling his pants up. I smiled and found my underwear.

“Was I?” I asked, peeking over at him as I picked up my bathrobe.

“Yeah, we should do that more often.” He said, helping me up. I smirked and kissed him. I was glad he enjoyed himself. We left the studio hand in hand, ready for a good night’s sleep.

THE NEXT MORNING

Gerard was still snoozing so I decided to surprise him with breakfast in bed. Frank was making himself bacon and burning it.

“Hey little lady.” He greeted me. I smiled and said good morning. “So Gerard gets breakfast in bed? Not fair…” he said as he watched me. I laughed lightly. “I bet that’s not all he gets in bed.” He added with a wink. I smacked his arm.

“Don’t be a pervert!” I scolded with a laugh.

“You’re the ones fucking in the studio!” he taunted. I felt my stomach drop.

“W-what did you say?” I asked, my heart racing with embarrassment.

“You heard me. Ray saw you guys last night. He was changing strings on his guitar and heard the whole thing.” Frank explained as my face turned a screaming magenta.

“And he told you?” I shrieked.

“He told everybody. We’re talking about burning that chair and tearing out that carpet.” Frank said honestly. I shrieked.

“Ah! No!” I yelled, abandoned breakfast and ran back to the room. “Gerard wake up! We have a serious problem!”