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Courtney got used to the way it felt when she was with Gerard. She got used to the craving, she got used to the part of her that missed him desperately when he was gone, she got used to it all. Though, there was one thing she couldn't find herself getting used to any time soon. The fact that Gerard was supposedly going to marry her mother. While she knew it wasn't true, it killed her inside to know that her mother was planning on marrying him.

She wouldn't mind if her mother simply liked him, or was infatuated with him (which she truly was), but marrying him seemed so unethical. Whenever she saw him, he wasn't talking to her, he was always near Courtney. He never even looked in her direction, so why would she make the assumption that he would marry her just because she wanted him to?

"Are you okay?" Gerard asked Courtney, brushing a bit of her hair out of her eyes.

Courtney looked at him, "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I was just spacing out. I've noticed that I've been doing that a lot lately," she chuckled, placing her hand on her head.

Gerard looked at her curiously. He knew she was hiding something, though he wasn't exactly sure what it was.

He didn't ponder on it too long — he really couldn't. Not when Courtney's lips attached to his clavicle, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. It was distracting, and it only caused little Gee to wake up springing.

He shoved her down on the couch, their lips connecting as Courtney bucked her hips and grabbed Gerard with one hand, the other moving up and down his back. Gerard returned a groan, picking her up and bringing her up the stairs of his home.

He brought her upstairs with him, bringing her in his room. She tightened her grip on Gerard, a gasp escaping his lips. "P-please, Courtney, d-don't tease," he groaned, shoving her onto the bed.

"I'll tease you all I want," she muttered, pulling Gerard's and her shirts off. "I'll tease you until your dick gets so hard, it falls off."

Gerard chuckled, "But I wouldn't be able to do this with you anymore! You know you would hate that," he slowly undid his jeans and pulled them down his legs, his growing dick becoming more evident.

Courtney giggled and pulled his boxers down, grabbing him. "Yeah, yeah. How about I give it a bit of attention, then, so it doesn't fall off before you even get inside of me," her hand rode up and down Gerard's shaft, his head flying back as he let out a throaty groan, bucking his hips into her hand, causing a fantastic friction.

Courtney began to feel cocky. "You like that, Gee?" she asked, her lips connecting to his. "Does it feel good? Does it make you want to cum?"

"Not as much as your words," he groaned, gripping the sheets. Courtney could feel his cock pulsating in her hand as he came with a cry, "Fuck, Courtney!"

Courtney couldn't help but smirk as Gerard shoved her back against the bed, hovering over her. "You're a little slut, you know that?" his words were just a thing that turned Courtney on more — he knew that, and used it to his advantage. "You love a good fuck, but after, you don't care. You just can't wait for the next fuck. You are a purebred, painted whore. But you know what? I love it," he straddled her waist and placed her legs on his hips, "because at the end of the day, it's me. It's me, and me only, that makes you feel like a queen. It's only me that gets to ravish you. It's just me that you say 'I love you' to — fake or not. It's me and me only who you will give yourself up to," he ground his hips against Courtney's, which caused her to moan, her eyes closing.

"It's just me. You're mine, Courtney Johnson. All mine. Nothing will change that. You just need to realize it. It's just me that gets the whole of you. Whether I'm a simple fuck to you or not, it's me that gets every bit of you," his hand traced down her hipbone, kissing her again.

Courtney pulled her bra off. "I'll always be yours, Gee."

Gerard finished by pulling her panties down, her wetness rubbing against his thigh. "Is that a promise?" he asked through a moan.

Courtney rolled over so that she was on top of him. "Definitely," she smiled, lowering herself onto Gerard, rocking her hips, grounding them against Gerard's, sending the both of them in a frenzy.

Gerard helped Courtney, his hands planted firmly on her hips. "Courtney, you drive me crazy," he groaned, his head falling back.

Courtney replied with a series of moans, "Fuck, you're so... big," she said through more moans, her head falling against her back and neck, that warm and bubbly feeling she's learned to love swarmed through her body. "Fuck, I think I'm almost there, Gee."

Gerard's hands moved to her back as she laid firmly on top of him, no space whatsoever. "Fuck, I know. M-me too," one hand moved down to grab her ass, causing her to jump.

"Jesus, Gee, I... I," she let go, her nails scraping Gerard's skin. "Fuck, Gerard!" she shouted.

Gerard came while she was still coming down, a cry of ngghhh and, "Courtney!" leaving his lips.

Courtney laid beside him, breathing heavily. "Gerard Arthur Way, you are going to fucking kill me," she said through pants.

"I'm already halfway there 'cause of you," he muttered, straddling her and kissed, bit and sucked at her neck. "You're making me hard already, Courtney. Everything you do — no matter what it is — makes me hard," he found a spot on her neck that he knew drove her into madness, so he began sucking and biting until he left a maroon mark. "You're mine, Courtney. All mine."

~x~

Courtney was with Kelly the next day, when Kelly brought up something... strange. "What's that on your neck?" she asked, her finger running over the mark. "Holy shit, Courtney, you didn't... Oh my God, you did!"

Courtney raised an eyebrow. "What?" she asked. "What's wrong?"

Kelly grabbed her friend's hand and dragged her into the bathroom to catch a glimpse of her neck in the mirror. "What is that?"

Kelly sighed, her eyes rolling. "It's called a hickey," Kelly muttered.

"A hi—... No! Jesus Christ, why would he do this?"

"Who?" Kelly asked curiously, crossing her arms.

"I... I can't tell you," Courtney muttered, exiting the bathroom. "I can't believe he gave me a fucking hickey."

~x~

"So... would you at least mind telling my who it was?" Kelly asked at school Monday morning.

Courtney looked at her as if she were crazy. "You're kidding, right, Kelly? How the hell can you expect me to tell you something like that?" she whispered as loudly as possible, making sure no one heard them. "You're insane if you think I'm gonna actually be dumb enough to tell you something like that," she added, rolling her eyes.

"Well, I'd tell you something like that!" she exclaimed, trying to get her to tell her who it was. "Seriously, why can't you trust me? I'd trust you! You're my best friend, no way in hell would I keep something like that from you."

"Well I have my reasons, so there's no use trying to figure it out," she said, tapping her feet against the floor. "Are you sure you really would tell me something like that? I can't say that you're the kind of person who would do that."

"Of course I would do that! Like I said before, you're my best friend," she told her, opening her locker, grabbing her history book.

When the bell rang, Courtney ran to her locker room and began undressing.

~x~

"So, I was talking to your father," their mother told them at dinner, glaring at all of them over the table.

"You did actually talk, right? There wasn't anything that happened," Courtney asked her mother, worried.

"No fighting whatsoever. We were talking, and he said that he wante you guys to visit him for the week. He lives close enough that you can all go to school, and I agreed. He doesn't even live here anymore, and I thought it would be a good thing. You need to see your father more often," she seemed upset that she let him do this, but she didn't say anything else on the subject except for, "Pack your bags tonight, you guys are leaving after you get back from school."

Courtney silently cursed, bouncing her leg up and down. She suffered through dinner, worrying whenever the subject was brought up amongst her siblings. As she finished, she ran upstairs, grabbed her phone, and called Gerard. "Come on, come on, Gee, pick the fuck up!" she said, bouncing up and down on the ball of her feet.

"Hello?" she heard him over the phone. "Courtney, is something wrong?" he asked, biting his bottom lip.

"Not technically, but there's something I need to tell you," Courtney already began pacing back and forth in her bedroom.

"Well, what is it?" he asked, worried.

Courtney was hesitant. She didn't understand what made this just so horrible. Maybe it was the fact that they would hardly see each other that made this so horrible. "My parents had a civilized conversation for once and said that they were going to have me and my siblings stay at my father's house for the next week. So now, I'm hardly gonna see you. At least for the next week," she muttered, folding her arms the best she could while still holding the phone to her ear.

Gerard didn't know how to react. It wasn't such a bad thing when you saw it in a specific light, but when you saw it in full it was all too horrible. "Wow, that's..." he wasn't sure what to say. He didn't know if this was just that easy or hard to deal with; it aggravated him that he felt just so conflicted.

"Well, I'll... see you at school tomorrow," she said, hanging up on him and running back downstairs with her siblings.