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"The burden of originality is one that most people don't want to accept. They'd rather sit in front of the TV and let that tell them what they're supposed to like, what they're supposed to buy, and what they're supposed to laugh at." - Marilyn Manson
A/N: Hello lovelies. I just needed to share this quote. Marilyn Manson rox my sox, except for he said if he ever meet Gerard Way he was going to beat him up for stealing his make-up style. And as always, thank you for the reviews. Reviews=Updates.
Chapter 12 Wet and Drippy
Mikey's POV
Good morning Gerard.
His black hair wet and drippy, the rest of his body is glistening from his shower. He's only wearing a towel around his waist. Only a towel and my boxers seperating us. I walk over to Gerard, I wrap my arms around his waist, and rest my chin on his shoulder from the behind.
What's for breakfast?
Pancakes.
I'm hungry for something else.
Me too.
Gerard's POV
Good morning Gerard.
I see a look on his face that is certainly not brotherly. There's traces of lust in it, I certainly don't mind. He's gazing at me, looking at my body. He's violating me with his eyes. I feel dirty and I love it. I've done it to him many times before. He strolls over to me holding the same gaze. He encircles his arms around my midriff. He places his chin on my shoulder.
What's for breakfast?
Pancakes.
I'm hungry for something else.
Me too.
A/N: Hello lovelies. I just needed to share this quote. Marilyn Manson rox my sox, except for he said if he ever meet Gerard Way he was going to beat him up for stealing his make-up style. And as always, thank you for the reviews. Reviews=Updates.
Chapter 12 Wet and Drippy
Mikey's POV
Good morning Gerard.
His black hair wet and drippy, the rest of his body is glistening from his shower. He's only wearing a towel around his waist. Only a towel and my boxers seperating us. I walk over to Gerard, I wrap my arms around his waist, and rest my chin on his shoulder from the behind.
What's for breakfast?
Pancakes.
I'm hungry for something else.
Me too.
Gerard's POV
Good morning Gerard.
I see a look on his face that is certainly not brotherly. There's traces of lust in it, I certainly don't mind. He's gazing at me, looking at my body. He's violating me with his eyes. I feel dirty and I love it. I've done it to him many times before. He strolls over to me holding the same gaze. He encircles his arms around my midriff. He places his chin on my shoulder.
What's for breakfast?
Pancakes.
I'm hungry for something else.
Me too.
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