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The next few weeks were hell for me. Gerard had me on suicide watch “just in case”. He had everybody watching over me in one way or another. I couldn’t shower without somebody sitting in the bathroom. I couldn’t go anywhere in the house without somebody following me. Mikey’s new girlfriend Alicia, a guitar technician working with the band, was sympathetic but sympathy was not what I wanted. I wanted some privacy, which was of course out of the question. I could understand Gerard’s worry, I would probably be the same way, but I was getting sick and tired of being “cared for”.
I had just gotten out of the shower, Gerard sitting on the counter the entire time. I felt annoyed at him and sat on the bed, arms crossed and pouting. Gerard sat next to me and touched my shoulder. He leaned in a started to kiss my neck and I knew exactly what he was thinking off. It hadn’t really been romantic since I started cutting. As much as I enjoying this, I wanted to hold out on him to get back at him for removing all privacy from my life.
“Gerard, stop. I’m not really in the mood.” I lied, cringing away from him. At first he seemed a little shocked, but then continued to wrap in arms around me and kiss my cheek.
“Anything I could do to change that?’ he asked, his mouth pressed to my cheek. I shied away and he could sense the heavy frown he must’ve been wearing.
“You could give me back my privacy.” I said sarcastically. Gerard sighed heavily and moved away.
“Babes, you’re the one who got this ball rolling.” Gerard reminded me. I felt a pang of sickening guilt hit me in the stomach.
“I know but it’s been almost two months! This isn’t fair!” I whined, turning to face him. He looked worn and tired. After all that had been happening between the album, me and Mikey he must’ve been emotionally exhausted. I felt bad about it, but I didn’t know what I could do about it. I felt like it was out of my control.
“So you won’t have sex with me until I let you off suicide watch?” Gerard asked bluntly, hitting the nail directly on the head. I bit my lip playfully and smirked. It was exhilarating, almost like having some sort of power over him. I felt a little guilty, but I needed to use this to my advantage just this once.
“Yeah pretty much.” I said with a smiled, taunting him with the simplicity of my response. His face looked very strained from either restraint or incisiveness about what to do.
“Well, you haven’t been up to anything. So I guess I could let you off, but I still have my eye on you. And I’m checking your wrists every day still.” He said, adding on the warning. I beamed with happiness. I was free. Free and rather horny.
“Yay!” I laughed, pouncing on Gerard. I knocked him back and straddled his waist. In the process I accidentally smacked his head against the bed board. “Oh my god are you okay?” I asked, stopping to see if he was alright.
“No, no I’m fine. Sex bruises are good bruises.” He said, rubbing the back of his head. I laughed and kissed him fully on the neck, sucking in the sweet spot near his collar bone. I ripped off his short and pulled off my robe as fast as I could. I wanted every inch of me against his skin.
“Somebody’s a little excited.” Gerard said, his voice breaking slightly with pleasure as I sucked on his neck. I laughed a little and made a move toward his underwear. “Hey, lets slow down a bit.” Gerard said, halting me.
“Why always take things slow. Why don’t we just got nuts for once?” I asked, continuing my fast pace. Gerard slowed me again.
“I thought girls liked the romantic stuff.” Gerard said. I could tell by his voice that he was using all his strength not to ravage my body.
“I love the romantic stuff. But I like to get down and dirty once and a while.” I hinted, breathing hot air down his back. He shivered and I knew I had gotten his attention.
“Down and dirty huh?” he asked. I looked at him and had to grin. He had that classic, sly smirk on his face and his bedroom eyes on. I knew what was coming and I accepted it fully.
In one swift motion, Gerard flipped us over so that he was on top. I didn’t mind, I felt like being dominated. He thrust into me hard and without any warning what so ever, causing a shock wave of pleasure to radiate through my entire body. I yelped and groaned. He ran his fingers through my hair and grasped handfuls of it, making me squeal in delight and pain all at once. It was rare for something like this to happen. He was usually so careful about me in bed. It was nice to be torn up once in a while y’know?
I yowled louder and louder as I climaxed and soon Gerard was doing the same. In that moment on ecstasy, we didn’t care who we woke up or who could hear us. In that moment there was only me and him. It was over quickly for the both of us on account of the fact it had been so long, but it was memorable none the less.
“I love you god damn it.” Gerard panted, rolling off of me, but then scooting over to embrace me. We were both sticky with sweat and breathing heavily. I was still feeling the tremors and aftershocks of my orgasm.
“Ha-ha, I love you too.” I said with a small laugh. Gerard and I curled up tightly together and fell asleep in each other’s arms. For once we had both gotten what we wanted…
The next few weeks were hell for me. Gerard had me on suicide watch “just in case”. He had everybody watching over me in one way or another. I couldn’t shower without somebody sitting in the bathroom. I couldn’t go anywhere in the house without somebody following me. Mikey’s new girlfriend Alicia, a guitar technician working with the band, was sympathetic but sympathy was not what I wanted. I wanted some privacy, which was of course out of the question. I could understand Gerard’s worry, I would probably be the same way, but I was getting sick and tired of being “cared for”.
I had just gotten out of the shower, Gerard sitting on the counter the entire time. I felt annoyed at him and sat on the bed, arms crossed and pouting. Gerard sat next to me and touched my shoulder. He leaned in a started to kiss my neck and I knew exactly what he was thinking off. It hadn’t really been romantic since I started cutting. As much as I enjoying this, I wanted to hold out on him to get back at him for removing all privacy from my life.
“Gerard, stop. I’m not really in the mood.” I lied, cringing away from him. At first he seemed a little shocked, but then continued to wrap in arms around me and kiss my cheek.
“Anything I could do to change that?’ he asked, his mouth pressed to my cheek. I shied away and he could sense the heavy frown he must’ve been wearing.
“You could give me back my privacy.” I said sarcastically. Gerard sighed heavily and moved away.
“Babes, you’re the one who got this ball rolling.” Gerard reminded me. I felt a pang of sickening guilt hit me in the stomach.
“I know but it’s been almost two months! This isn’t fair!” I whined, turning to face him. He looked worn and tired. After all that had been happening between the album, me and Mikey he must’ve been emotionally exhausted. I felt bad about it, but I didn’t know what I could do about it. I felt like it was out of my control.
“So you won’t have sex with me until I let you off suicide watch?” Gerard asked bluntly, hitting the nail directly on the head. I bit my lip playfully and smirked. It was exhilarating, almost like having some sort of power over him. I felt a little guilty, but I needed to use this to my advantage just this once.
“Yeah pretty much.” I said with a smiled, taunting him with the simplicity of my response. His face looked very strained from either restraint or incisiveness about what to do.
“Well, you haven’t been up to anything. So I guess I could let you off, but I still have my eye on you. And I’m checking your wrists every day still.” He said, adding on the warning. I beamed with happiness. I was free. Free and rather horny.
“Yay!” I laughed, pouncing on Gerard. I knocked him back and straddled his waist. In the process I accidentally smacked his head against the bed board. “Oh my god are you okay?” I asked, stopping to see if he was alright.
“No, no I’m fine. Sex bruises are good bruises.” He said, rubbing the back of his head. I laughed and kissed him fully on the neck, sucking in the sweet spot near his collar bone. I ripped off his short and pulled off my robe as fast as I could. I wanted every inch of me against his skin.
“Somebody’s a little excited.” Gerard said, his voice breaking slightly with pleasure as I sucked on his neck. I laughed a little and made a move toward his underwear. “Hey, lets slow down a bit.” Gerard said, halting me.
“Why always take things slow. Why don’t we just got nuts for once?” I asked, continuing my fast pace. Gerard slowed me again.
“I thought girls liked the romantic stuff.” Gerard said. I could tell by his voice that he was using all his strength not to ravage my body.
“I love the romantic stuff. But I like to get down and dirty once and a while.” I hinted, breathing hot air down his back. He shivered and I knew I had gotten his attention.
“Down and dirty huh?” he asked. I looked at him and had to grin. He had that classic, sly smirk on his face and his bedroom eyes on. I knew what was coming and I accepted it fully.
In one swift motion, Gerard flipped us over so that he was on top. I didn’t mind, I felt like being dominated. He thrust into me hard and without any warning what so ever, causing a shock wave of pleasure to radiate through my entire body. I yelped and groaned. He ran his fingers through my hair and grasped handfuls of it, making me squeal in delight and pain all at once. It was rare for something like this to happen. He was usually so careful about me in bed. It was nice to be torn up once in a while y’know?
I yowled louder and louder as I climaxed and soon Gerard was doing the same. In that moment on ecstasy, we didn’t care who we woke up or who could hear us. In that moment there was only me and him. It was over quickly for the both of us on account of the fact it had been so long, but it was memorable none the less.
“I love you god damn it.” Gerard panted, rolling off of me, but then scooting over to embrace me. We were both sticky with sweat and breathing heavily. I was still feeling the tremors and aftershocks of my orgasm.
“Ha-ha, I love you too.” I said with a small laugh. Gerard and I curled up tightly together and fell asleep in each other’s arms. For once we had both gotten what we wanted…
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