Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo..
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Frank slid off his shirt uneasily as he felt the brothers' eyes burn into his now naked chest. Mikey was now crouched down beside him, leaning close, his face almost touching Frank's. Frank tried to shift away, but Mikey only followed, his hot breath hitting the captive's face.
"Come on, cupcake.. You should know how uncomfortable wearing pants with a hard-on.." Mikey cooed into Frank's ear, earning a smirk from his older brother. Gerard had began undressing himself until he was only in his boxers and he kneeled down on the other side of Frank. Frank switched his gaze between the brothers and leaned back as Mikey and Gerard leaned over him, catching each others lips. After a few minutes of watching Mikey and Gerard's make-out session, Frank was sitting silently, clearly uncomfortable. He decided to test his luck and began to crawl underneath the brothers, only earning a small growl from Gerard as he pushed Frank against the wall.
"Oh, no, you don't.." The redhead chuckled, grabbing Frank's hands and holding them up to the wall. "Do you know what happens to boys that try to escape, Frankie-kins? Well.." Mikey brought out a hammer and a box of nails, measuring the right size to fit through Frank's hand and the wall. "We aren't like regular kidnappers. We don't use chains.. Or ropes.. To keep our toy bound. Would you like to know what we do?" His voice was sickly sweet and patronizing. And Frank's answer to Gerard's question, was no, he didn't want to know.
Mikey pressed a nail into Frank's palm, and with one swift hit from the hammer, the nail went straight through Frank's hand into the wall. Frank let out a blood-curdling scream, grabbing his now pinned up hand wit his free hand.
"We nail them to the wall." Gerard smirked. Frank's hand had blood pulsing out of the sides from under the nail. Mikey quickly pinned Frank's other hand against the wall, and repeated the movement with the hammer and nail once more.
Frank's hands had a searing pain running through them, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. His body was shaking as he sobbed while his captors were too busy stripping the rest of Frank to give a damn. Gerard was giggling as he trailed his tongue up Frank's left arm, licking up the falling blood, Frank began to twist his chest, trying desperately not to move his pinned arms, but still trying to shake Gerard of him.
"P-Please.. Stop.." Frank whimpered in a pathetic voice. He felt a stinging in his face as Mikey slapped him. Gerard stripped himself of his boxers and moved between Frank's short legs. He was still kneeling down as he grabbed onto Frank's hips, pushing his dick into Frank's entrance roughly, smirking as Frank rewarded him with a cry. Mikey grabbed Frank's hair and pushed his head into the wall.
"Shut up, dog." Mikey hissed, before kissing Frank's cheek sweetly. All Frank could focus on was the throbbing pain that travelled down his arms and into the rest of his body. He felt as if he has was on fire as Gerard fucked him roughly, stealing what was meant for marriage, what was meant for the one he loved. Then everything went black for the unfortunate victim.
Frank slid off his shirt uneasily as he felt the brothers' eyes burn into his now naked chest. Mikey was now crouched down beside him, leaning close, his face almost touching Frank's. Frank tried to shift away, but Mikey only followed, his hot breath hitting the captive's face.
"Come on, cupcake.. You should know how uncomfortable wearing pants with a hard-on.." Mikey cooed into Frank's ear, earning a smirk from his older brother. Gerard had began undressing himself until he was only in his boxers and he kneeled down on the other side of Frank. Frank switched his gaze between the brothers and leaned back as Mikey and Gerard leaned over him, catching each others lips. After a few minutes of watching Mikey and Gerard's make-out session, Frank was sitting silently, clearly uncomfortable. He decided to test his luck and began to crawl underneath the brothers, only earning a small growl from Gerard as he pushed Frank against the wall.
"Oh, no, you don't.." The redhead chuckled, grabbing Frank's hands and holding them up to the wall. "Do you know what happens to boys that try to escape, Frankie-kins? Well.." Mikey brought out a hammer and a box of nails, measuring the right size to fit through Frank's hand and the wall. "We aren't like regular kidnappers. We don't use chains.. Or ropes.. To keep our toy bound. Would you like to know what we do?" His voice was sickly sweet and patronizing. And Frank's answer to Gerard's question, was no, he didn't want to know.
Mikey pressed a nail into Frank's palm, and with one swift hit from the hammer, the nail went straight through Frank's hand into the wall. Frank let out a blood-curdling scream, grabbing his now pinned up hand wit his free hand.
"We nail them to the wall." Gerard smirked. Frank's hand had blood pulsing out of the sides from under the nail. Mikey quickly pinned Frank's other hand against the wall, and repeated the movement with the hammer and nail once more.
Frank's hands had a searing pain running through them, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. His body was shaking as he sobbed while his captors were too busy stripping the rest of Frank to give a damn. Gerard was giggling as he trailed his tongue up Frank's left arm, licking up the falling blood, Frank began to twist his chest, trying desperately not to move his pinned arms, but still trying to shake Gerard of him.
"P-Please.. Stop.." Frank whimpered in a pathetic voice. He felt a stinging in his face as Mikey slapped him. Gerard stripped himself of his boxers and moved between Frank's short legs. He was still kneeling down as he grabbed onto Frank's hips, pushing his dick into Frank's entrance roughly, smirking as Frank rewarded him with a cry. Mikey grabbed Frank's hair and pushed his head into the wall.
"Shut up, dog." Mikey hissed, before kissing Frank's cheek sweetly. All Frank could focus on was the throbbing pain that travelled down his arms and into the rest of his body. He felt as if he has was on fire as Gerard fucked him roughly, stealing what was meant for marriage, what was meant for the one he loved. Then everything went black for the unfortunate victim.
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