Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Darling
A/N: I should so not be up right now, but I decided that I wanted to get this one posted before I went to bed. It is 0544 in the lovely state of insomnia, located on the East coast. Anyway, this chapter took me a bit since I was clueless on how to proceed after the harshness of chapter 14. I think I nailed it pretty good though. Let me know what you think. ^-^
*Ray*
”So that is where I left off. Now I don’t know where to go. I mean the subject was so serious, but I need to lighten the next chapter.”
”Hmm, that’s a tough one Gee.”
”You’re telling me Mikes.”
”Maybe this will help Gee.”
Frank gets up from the table and goes over to the doorway. On his way he brushes his fingers along the back of Mikey’s neck. It is just one more thing that Ray has started to notice about the Ways. They have to make some kind of physical contact with each other. If he had not witnessed Frank and Mikey earlier or Mikey and Gerard, he would have not thought anything about it. Now his eyes are open more and he is just remaining observant. Frank returns, bag in hand, with the P&P logo on it.
”Wait you found a superhero costume there?”
”Well not quite Gee, but I did find something that I think would work.”
Ray has the chapter in his hand and he is going over the illustration of the rapist's outfit when he looks up to see Frank pull out the army style green vest and the yellow shirt. He looked at the outfit and then back at the drawing.
”Hey Frank, did Gerard show you any of his illustrations before you went shopping?”
”No man, I saw them for the first time when I came home, why?”
”Because the outfit you chose actually goes with the one the rap… bad guy is wearing.”
”Let me see.”
Ray handed Frank the paper and he looked at the outfit. He noticed a detail of blue by the bottom of the hoodie.
”Gee, is he only wearing a shirt under the hoodie?”
”No he is wearing a jacket too, wait hang on.”
Gerard left the room and headed down the hall. Ray turned back from him to see Frank clutching the paper. He was starting to get upset again and Mikey wrapped him up in his arm as he slowly took the paper away and handed it back to Ray. He smiled at Ray as a thank you as Frank gained a little more composure before Gerard returned.
”Here it is I knew I had it…Frankie, are you okay?”
”Yeah Gee, just a little emotional still.“
”I’m sorry Frankie I…”
Ray watched Gerard flop into the chair next to him and hung his head. He took the picture from Gerard and looked at it. The drawing was of a man with the shocking red hair, wearing a blue jacket instead of the hoodie. He was facing the forward and had his hands in a gun slinger pose with both pointing at the onlooker and a smirk on his face. In this drawing he was very handsome and looked more like a prankster than a rapist. Ray handed the picture to Mikey, who passed it to Frank.
”Fuck, he’s actually dressed pretty hot!”
Gerard looked up at this declaration of Frank’s. He saw Frank looking at the drawing where the guy did not look menacing at all. Ray noticed that the drawing really didn’t have any great detail in the face yet.
”Hey Frank, give that back a minute.”
He handed the paper back to Ray and Ray put it in front of Gerard.
”Hey G-man, get one of the #12 pencils and add some detail to the face so that it looks like you.”
Gerard looked at Ray, but nodded. He got up and went to his valise in the living room and grabbed the proper tool. He came back and proceeded to comply with Ray’s request. After a little erasing here and there, he was done. When Ray took the picture back he smiled. He handed it to Frank again. Frank looked at it and smiled wide.
”Shit Gee, if you looked like that, I would totally not think twice about fucking you.”
”Frankie!”
”What, I mean here he does not look like a scary motherfucker.”
Gerard just looked at Frank. He saw a genuine smile on his face. It made Gerard smile for the first time since the discussion was started.
”Hey Frank, the costume is supposed to be the superhero who is going to stop the rapist right?”
”Yeah, but if I knew he looked like that, I might have been more inclined to give it up.”
”Frankie!”
”What Gee? Just saying.”
”So wait, if you could have seen his face it might not have made the rape so bad?”
”Well it is fear of the unknown, I mean he had the mask and everything so yeah, that makes it worse.”
Frank smirked looking down at the picture again.
”In fact, I may go seek this motherfucker out to exact some revenge on him for fucking me up like that.”
“I could see Frankie doing something like that too, maybe even fuck him back to teach him a lesson of his own.”
Everyone turned to Mikey.
”What?”
”That’s it Mikey! You are a fucking genius! Frankie, go get changed, I need inspiration. Mikey come with me, we have drawing to do.”
Everyone got up and headed out of the room except Ray. He just sat there, proud that he was able to help the Ways out. After a minute, Mikey came back around the corner.
”Hey Ray.”
”Hey.”
”So, I was wondering if you were going to help me like Frankie helps Gee with his drawing.”
”How can I do that Mikeyway?”
Mikey giggled at this and walked over to Ray. He leaned in and pressed his forehead into Ray’s.
”Oh, I think you will figure it out watching Frankie.”
”Oh, okay.”
Mikey moved back so Ray could get up. They laced fingers as Mikey lead him to the office. Gerard had his arsenal set up and smiled when Mikey and Ray walked in. He had an area set up for Mikey next to him so that he could hand parts off and Mikey could do his magic with them. Mikey kissed Ray’s cheek and walked over to Gerard. He sat down next to his brother and Gerard took Mikey’s hand and squeezed it affectionately.
”You ready for this Gee.”
”Yeah, I think so Mikes.”
”Oh pretty baby, I don’t think you are ready for me.”
*Frank*
Everyone turns their attention to the doorway where Frank is leaning casually. He has the outfit he bought on, plus a Frankenstein like mask pulled up so it is partway sitting on his forehead. He has a cigarette hanging out of mouth and his hands in his back pockets. He saunters in and pulls out a zippo and lights the cigarette. There is a hard rule in the house that there is no smoking. It is actually Frank’s rule since he would be the one to air out the place. He is breaking the rules right now for the sake of brevity. He does not pull the cigarette out of his mouth, just puffs a way at it using the corner of his mouth to blow out the smoke. To give more illusion to the character, Frank added some dirt streaks to his face. He also dirtied up the clothing so it looks like he just came back from a long ride out in the wilderness. None of his tattoos are showing except his hands. After closing the door he moves up to Ray and leans into his shoulder, blowing the smoke away from him.
”Hey there motor baby, how’s it goin?”
Ray just blinks up at Frank still trying to take in the transformation.
”What’s the matter sugar, mousekat got you tongue or is because it’s seen too much action with bright eyes over there?”
Now Mikey looks surprised that he is being addressed. Frank smirks and saunters over to him. He leans over the makeshift desk and caresses Mikey’s cheek.
”Hey there doll, so are you that good that you left him speechless?”
Mikey began to blush at the compliment. Frank chuckled and then slid his attention over to Gerard who was still mouth agape.
”Hey there sunshine, I would close that pretty mouth of yours unless you want someone to put something in it.”
Gerard closes it with a crack of his jaw. Frank laughs and hips up on the desk. He pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and blows the perfect smoke ring. He pulls a few pieces of paper out of his pocket and waves them around fanning himself.
”So listen sugar baby, I’m looking for some intel on this bad boy killjoy, goes by the name of Party Poison, and I’m willing to pay with some decent c’s for it”
Gerard looks at Frank, but this time he smirks back. Frank knows he is finally getting a feel for the character. He watches Gerard reaches out for the cigarette in Frank’s hand and places it between his own lips. He leans back in his chair as he props his legs up on the desk like some big shot mogul.
”Well now honey, I don’t know if you have enough c’s hiding in those tight jeans of yours.”
”Oh pretty baby, I have more than that kind of c hiding in here.”
Gerard chuckles and gets up, coming around the right side of the desk. He stands in front of Frank and eyes him up and down licking his lips.
"Mmm, I’ll bet you do honey. I may be willing to do an exchange instead of just the c’s…that is if you are as good as you say."
”Oh sugar, I’m better than anyone.”
Gerard pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and puts it out. He steps into Frank’s personal space now and leans in to whisper in his ear.
”Even better than the great Party Poison?”
Gerard licks a stripe up Frank’s ear causing him to shudder. He bites at the scorpion on his neck.
”Mmm sugar, you taste like you ride hard.”
Gerard licks up his neck, this time tasting the dirt that Frank added to the character. He smells like the desert for some reason and Gerard inhales hard. Frank laughs and pushes him away. He hops off the desk and cracks his neck to both sides. He flexes and cracks his knuckles as well. He looks up at Gerard as he drops the papers he was holding onto the desk. He begins advancing on Gerard till Gerard is backed up against the door of the office.
”Ah ah ah, motor baby, first lets hear the intel and then we can talk price.”
”H-H-How do I know you will keep your word?”
”Aw sugar, a killjoy never goes back on his word, but I suppose I can give you a taste of what good intel will get you.”
Frank drops to his knees and opens Gerard’s pants in a one quick motion. He pulls his half hard cock out and blows lightly on the tip. He licks a stripe down to the base and then back up. Gerard groans loudly and Frank feels his hand in his hair. He smiles knowing he can get to Gerard like this as he engulfs him completely. Frank starts up a slow leisurely pace. The idea is the buildup, but not release. He moves in lazy circles with his tongue and makes sure to bathe his cock well in saliva. He uses one of his hands to grip the shaft and move the skin just slightly. Gerard fists into his hair
”Ah, so good honey, keep going.”
Frank smiles again and increases his pace a little more. He twists his hand as he sucks on the head and nips all around the crown. Gerard’s knees go weak when this happens and he thrusts forward into Frank’s mouth to readjust his stance. Frank chokes a bit, but then regains composure. He pulls off with his mouth.
”Easy there pretty baby, don’t damage the merchandise.”
Gerard laughs with a heavy breath and looks down at him.
”Sorry honey, you just made me a little weak in the knees.”
”If you can’t handle it upright, we can always change positions you know.”
Gerard pretends to contemplate this with a hand rubbing his chin. He looks down again at Frank and Frank knows what he looks like. He can feel the stretch of his mouth and how swollen his lips are already. He loves the tingle that it creates too. Gerard holds a hand out and Frank gets up. He pulls Frank in and their lips crash together. Frank can taste the cigarette on them as well as remnants of dessert. Gerard’s tongue is demanding entrance and Frank happily obliges. Now the taste is even stronger as his tongue invades Gerard’s mouth. They wrap themselves in each other’s arms and just kiss for a while. Frank can feel himself getting hard now too. He pulls away from Gerard panting for air.
”I like the way you taste honey. So can I put a name to that gorgeous mouth of yours?”
”Aww pretty baby, you can call me Fun Ghoul”
*Ray*
There was no words to describe how Ray was feeling right now. Watching Frank enter the room and take on this whole persona was one thing, but to watch Gerard get into the act and click so well together that was something else. He was pretty sure that they forgot that Mikey and himself were even in the room. They might as well have rehearsed their lines earlier and were now performing them flawlessly. Ray looked away when Frank went down on Gerard, but the direction he chose was towards Mikey. Mikey on the other hand was not looking away. If anything his focus was solely on what Frank was doing across the room from him. He was mesmerized, it seemed, and Ray could see that his hand was straying down to keep his crotch in check. Maybe this was what Mikey was talking about when he said how Frank helps Gerard. He did not have a chance to think any further because Frank and Gerard were returning to the drawing area. Gerard went to sit back down at the desk, with his pants still open, and Frank stood in front of him taking different poses. Gerard began to draw the different faces and stances that Frank was making, getting a feel for the costume Ray assumed.
”We are coming to you live from the scene of the last attack of the red head rapist, we have an exclusive interview with his last victim. We have covered his eyes to protect his identity. So can you tell me what it was like sir?”
Gerard was mumbling to himself as he started to write. Ray watched Frank crawl under the wide opening under the desk and take Gerard back into his mouth. This time his motions were different. It was as if there was a plan or routine to what he was doing. Ray had a feeling this was not an isolated incident. He watched as Gerard whipped out page after page and handed them to Mikey who was trying to focus on adding his parts while clearly having problems concentrating with Frank making slurping noises right near him. Ray watched this and realized what he needed to do to make sure that Mikey was able to concentrate more. He was too large to fit under the makeshift desk and copy Frank, but he had a feeling that it was not what Mikey needed. Ray got up and moved around to where Mikey was. He coaxed him out of the chair to stand up. He lowered the setting on the chair so that it dipped when he sat down. He pulled Mikey down on his lap and then moved them back in front of the paperwork. Ray reached around under Mikey’s skirt and dipped his hands into his panties. He got a grip on his cock and felt Mikey tense up.
”Relax baby, I got you. Just concentrate on your work and let me concentrate on mine.”
He felt Mikey relax and place the pencil on the paper again. Ray started to slowly work his hand up and down Mikey’s shaft. He did slow deliberate strokes so that Mikey could concentrate on his work. He set a slow, patient rhythm going and began to drift off listening to Gerard’s voice as the story unfolded in his mind.
*Ray*
”So that is where I left off. Now I don’t know where to go. I mean the subject was so serious, but I need to lighten the next chapter.”
”Hmm, that’s a tough one Gee.”
”You’re telling me Mikes.”
”Maybe this will help Gee.”
Frank gets up from the table and goes over to the doorway. On his way he brushes his fingers along the back of Mikey’s neck. It is just one more thing that Ray has started to notice about the Ways. They have to make some kind of physical contact with each other. If he had not witnessed Frank and Mikey earlier or Mikey and Gerard, he would have not thought anything about it. Now his eyes are open more and he is just remaining observant. Frank returns, bag in hand, with the P&P logo on it.
”Wait you found a superhero costume there?”
”Well not quite Gee, but I did find something that I think would work.”
Ray has the chapter in his hand and he is going over the illustration of the rapist's outfit when he looks up to see Frank pull out the army style green vest and the yellow shirt. He looked at the outfit and then back at the drawing.
”Hey Frank, did Gerard show you any of his illustrations before you went shopping?”
”No man, I saw them for the first time when I came home, why?”
”Because the outfit you chose actually goes with the one the rap… bad guy is wearing.”
”Let me see.”
Ray handed Frank the paper and he looked at the outfit. He noticed a detail of blue by the bottom of the hoodie.
”Gee, is he only wearing a shirt under the hoodie?”
”No he is wearing a jacket too, wait hang on.”
Gerard left the room and headed down the hall. Ray turned back from him to see Frank clutching the paper. He was starting to get upset again and Mikey wrapped him up in his arm as he slowly took the paper away and handed it back to Ray. He smiled at Ray as a thank you as Frank gained a little more composure before Gerard returned.
”Here it is I knew I had it…Frankie, are you okay?”
”Yeah Gee, just a little emotional still.“
”I’m sorry Frankie I…”
Ray watched Gerard flop into the chair next to him and hung his head. He took the picture from Gerard and looked at it. The drawing was of a man with the shocking red hair, wearing a blue jacket instead of the hoodie. He was facing the forward and had his hands in a gun slinger pose with both pointing at the onlooker and a smirk on his face. In this drawing he was very handsome and looked more like a prankster than a rapist. Ray handed the picture to Mikey, who passed it to Frank.
”Fuck, he’s actually dressed pretty hot!”
Gerard looked up at this declaration of Frank’s. He saw Frank looking at the drawing where the guy did not look menacing at all. Ray noticed that the drawing really didn’t have any great detail in the face yet.
”Hey Frank, give that back a minute.”
He handed the paper back to Ray and Ray put it in front of Gerard.
”Hey G-man, get one of the #12 pencils and add some detail to the face so that it looks like you.”
Gerard looked at Ray, but nodded. He got up and went to his valise in the living room and grabbed the proper tool. He came back and proceeded to comply with Ray’s request. After a little erasing here and there, he was done. When Ray took the picture back he smiled. He handed it to Frank again. Frank looked at it and smiled wide.
”Shit Gee, if you looked like that, I would totally not think twice about fucking you.”
”Frankie!”
”What, I mean here he does not look like a scary motherfucker.”
Gerard just looked at Frank. He saw a genuine smile on his face. It made Gerard smile for the first time since the discussion was started.
”Hey Frank, the costume is supposed to be the superhero who is going to stop the rapist right?”
”Yeah, but if I knew he looked like that, I might have been more inclined to give it up.”
”Frankie!”
”What Gee? Just saying.”
”So wait, if you could have seen his face it might not have made the rape so bad?”
”Well it is fear of the unknown, I mean he had the mask and everything so yeah, that makes it worse.”
Frank smirked looking down at the picture again.
”In fact, I may go seek this motherfucker out to exact some revenge on him for fucking me up like that.”
“I could see Frankie doing something like that too, maybe even fuck him back to teach him a lesson of his own.”
Everyone turned to Mikey.
”What?”
”That’s it Mikey! You are a fucking genius! Frankie, go get changed, I need inspiration. Mikey come with me, we have drawing to do.”
Everyone got up and headed out of the room except Ray. He just sat there, proud that he was able to help the Ways out. After a minute, Mikey came back around the corner.
”Hey Ray.”
”Hey.”
”So, I was wondering if you were going to help me like Frankie helps Gee with his drawing.”
”How can I do that Mikeyway?”
Mikey giggled at this and walked over to Ray. He leaned in and pressed his forehead into Ray’s.
”Oh, I think you will figure it out watching Frankie.”
”Oh, okay.”
Mikey moved back so Ray could get up. They laced fingers as Mikey lead him to the office. Gerard had his arsenal set up and smiled when Mikey and Ray walked in. He had an area set up for Mikey next to him so that he could hand parts off and Mikey could do his magic with them. Mikey kissed Ray’s cheek and walked over to Gerard. He sat down next to his brother and Gerard took Mikey’s hand and squeezed it affectionately.
”You ready for this Gee.”
”Yeah, I think so Mikes.”
”Oh pretty baby, I don’t think you are ready for me.”
*Frank*
Everyone turns their attention to the doorway where Frank is leaning casually. He has the outfit he bought on, plus a Frankenstein like mask pulled up so it is partway sitting on his forehead. He has a cigarette hanging out of mouth and his hands in his back pockets. He saunters in and pulls out a zippo and lights the cigarette. There is a hard rule in the house that there is no smoking. It is actually Frank’s rule since he would be the one to air out the place. He is breaking the rules right now for the sake of brevity. He does not pull the cigarette out of his mouth, just puffs a way at it using the corner of his mouth to blow out the smoke. To give more illusion to the character, Frank added some dirt streaks to his face. He also dirtied up the clothing so it looks like he just came back from a long ride out in the wilderness. None of his tattoos are showing except his hands. After closing the door he moves up to Ray and leans into his shoulder, blowing the smoke away from him.
”Hey there motor baby, how’s it goin?”
Ray just blinks up at Frank still trying to take in the transformation.
”What’s the matter sugar, mousekat got you tongue or is because it’s seen too much action with bright eyes over there?”
Now Mikey looks surprised that he is being addressed. Frank smirks and saunters over to him. He leans over the makeshift desk and caresses Mikey’s cheek.
”Hey there doll, so are you that good that you left him speechless?”
Mikey began to blush at the compliment. Frank chuckled and then slid his attention over to Gerard who was still mouth agape.
”Hey there sunshine, I would close that pretty mouth of yours unless you want someone to put something in it.”
Gerard closes it with a crack of his jaw. Frank laughs and hips up on the desk. He pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and blows the perfect smoke ring. He pulls a few pieces of paper out of his pocket and waves them around fanning himself.
”So listen sugar baby, I’m looking for some intel on this bad boy killjoy, goes by the name of Party Poison, and I’m willing to pay with some decent c’s for it”
Gerard looks at Frank, but this time he smirks back. Frank knows he is finally getting a feel for the character. He watches Gerard reaches out for the cigarette in Frank’s hand and places it between his own lips. He leans back in his chair as he props his legs up on the desk like some big shot mogul.
”Well now honey, I don’t know if you have enough c’s hiding in those tight jeans of yours.”
”Oh pretty baby, I have more than that kind of c hiding in here.”
Gerard chuckles and gets up, coming around the right side of the desk. He stands in front of Frank and eyes him up and down licking his lips.
"Mmm, I’ll bet you do honey. I may be willing to do an exchange instead of just the c’s…that is if you are as good as you say."
”Oh sugar, I’m better than anyone.”
Gerard pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and puts it out. He steps into Frank’s personal space now and leans in to whisper in his ear.
”Even better than the great Party Poison?”
Gerard licks a stripe up Frank’s ear causing him to shudder. He bites at the scorpion on his neck.
”Mmm sugar, you taste like you ride hard.”
Gerard licks up his neck, this time tasting the dirt that Frank added to the character. He smells like the desert for some reason and Gerard inhales hard. Frank laughs and pushes him away. He hops off the desk and cracks his neck to both sides. He flexes and cracks his knuckles as well. He looks up at Gerard as he drops the papers he was holding onto the desk. He begins advancing on Gerard till Gerard is backed up against the door of the office.
”Ah ah ah, motor baby, first lets hear the intel and then we can talk price.”
”H-H-How do I know you will keep your word?”
”Aw sugar, a killjoy never goes back on his word, but I suppose I can give you a taste of what good intel will get you.”
Frank drops to his knees and opens Gerard’s pants in a one quick motion. He pulls his half hard cock out and blows lightly on the tip. He licks a stripe down to the base and then back up. Gerard groans loudly and Frank feels his hand in his hair. He smiles knowing he can get to Gerard like this as he engulfs him completely. Frank starts up a slow leisurely pace. The idea is the buildup, but not release. He moves in lazy circles with his tongue and makes sure to bathe his cock well in saliva. He uses one of his hands to grip the shaft and move the skin just slightly. Gerard fists into his hair
”Ah, so good honey, keep going.”
Frank smiles again and increases his pace a little more. He twists his hand as he sucks on the head and nips all around the crown. Gerard’s knees go weak when this happens and he thrusts forward into Frank’s mouth to readjust his stance. Frank chokes a bit, but then regains composure. He pulls off with his mouth.
”Easy there pretty baby, don’t damage the merchandise.”
Gerard laughs with a heavy breath and looks down at him.
”Sorry honey, you just made me a little weak in the knees.”
”If you can’t handle it upright, we can always change positions you know.”
Gerard pretends to contemplate this with a hand rubbing his chin. He looks down again at Frank and Frank knows what he looks like. He can feel the stretch of his mouth and how swollen his lips are already. He loves the tingle that it creates too. Gerard holds a hand out and Frank gets up. He pulls Frank in and their lips crash together. Frank can taste the cigarette on them as well as remnants of dessert. Gerard’s tongue is demanding entrance and Frank happily obliges. Now the taste is even stronger as his tongue invades Gerard’s mouth. They wrap themselves in each other’s arms and just kiss for a while. Frank can feel himself getting hard now too. He pulls away from Gerard panting for air.
”I like the way you taste honey. So can I put a name to that gorgeous mouth of yours?”
”Aww pretty baby, you can call me Fun Ghoul”
*Ray*
There was no words to describe how Ray was feeling right now. Watching Frank enter the room and take on this whole persona was one thing, but to watch Gerard get into the act and click so well together that was something else. He was pretty sure that they forgot that Mikey and himself were even in the room. They might as well have rehearsed their lines earlier and were now performing them flawlessly. Ray looked away when Frank went down on Gerard, but the direction he chose was towards Mikey. Mikey on the other hand was not looking away. If anything his focus was solely on what Frank was doing across the room from him. He was mesmerized, it seemed, and Ray could see that his hand was straying down to keep his crotch in check. Maybe this was what Mikey was talking about when he said how Frank helps Gerard. He did not have a chance to think any further because Frank and Gerard were returning to the drawing area. Gerard went to sit back down at the desk, with his pants still open, and Frank stood in front of him taking different poses. Gerard began to draw the different faces and stances that Frank was making, getting a feel for the costume Ray assumed.
”We are coming to you live from the scene of the last attack of the red head rapist, we have an exclusive interview with his last victim. We have covered his eyes to protect his identity. So can you tell me what it was like sir?”
Gerard was mumbling to himself as he started to write. Ray watched Frank crawl under the wide opening under the desk and take Gerard back into his mouth. This time his motions were different. It was as if there was a plan or routine to what he was doing. Ray had a feeling this was not an isolated incident. He watched as Gerard whipped out page after page and handed them to Mikey who was trying to focus on adding his parts while clearly having problems concentrating with Frank making slurping noises right near him. Ray watched this and realized what he needed to do to make sure that Mikey was able to concentrate more. He was too large to fit under the makeshift desk and copy Frank, but he had a feeling that it was not what Mikey needed. Ray got up and moved around to where Mikey was. He coaxed him out of the chair to stand up. He lowered the setting on the chair so that it dipped when he sat down. He pulled Mikey down on his lap and then moved them back in front of the paperwork. Ray reached around under Mikey’s skirt and dipped his hands into his panties. He got a grip on his cock and felt Mikey tense up.
”Relax baby, I got you. Just concentrate on your work and let me concentrate on mine.”
He felt Mikey relax and place the pencil on the paper again. Ray started to slowly work his hand up and down Mikey’s shaft. He did slow deliberate strokes so that Mikey could concentrate on his work. He set a slow, patient rhythm going and began to drift off listening to Gerard’s voice as the story unfolded in his mind.
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