Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > The Tour Bus Maid
Title: The Tour Bus Maid Chapter 3 and final
Author: Zombie_toast
Rating: NC-17 BITCHEZZZ jk I LURVVVE YOU ALL!!!!
Word Count: Teh fuck?? I’m supposed to count those?
Disclaimer: Wuzzat? Oh.. yeah. Mikey, Gerard, and the rest of MCR are not mine. >.< just keep on rubbing salt in my wounds why don’t you!!!
Warnings: Secks.
Lots of it.
I’m sorry, but this is my first time writing secks!! If I’m not good… I’m sooo sorry. I hope you enjoy it…
Feedback: YES PLEASE!!! I’ve never written fan fiction before…
NOTE: I finished chapter 3 before Chapter 2… is that sad or what??
Gerard was comfortably situated on his hotel room bed, doing something that he did best: drawing. Yet again, a vampire had found itself doodled onto the page, almost magically, because he vaguely remembered even drawing it. With a sigh he put away his pencils and pushed his spiral to the side.
“This is gonna be a long night…’ Gerard said to himself. And it was. The party had ended an hour ago, and it was fun. They played ddr, pin the comb in Ray’s fro, and had a delicious cake picked out by Alex. He sighed wistfully as he remembered how pretty she looked, and frowned at the fact that she spent the whole time whispering to Mikey, excluding themselves from the rest. They were up to something… or at least they knew something he surely didn’t.
But that was an hour ago. Now he was sitting in the lonely hotel room next door to the one she and Mikey were staying in, and everyone was gone. Frank and Bob had gone off and looked for a decent hooters, Ray went to go checkout some guitar store 10 minutes away, and Mikey was… well… what did he say? Something about some gay club?
He didn’t really enjoy having a gay little brother… Not that there was anything wrong with gays. But honestly, it’s weird, waking up to find your sibling on the floor, completely wasted, not knowing where he was that night, not knowing who he fucked, or who fucked him. All while wearing a dress.
Gerard gave another sigh. And Alex was right next door. Probably still mad at him for calling her a maid. Yet again.
There’s nothing really offensive about that name anyways…Maybe she’s on her period again? And to think, just months ago he had no idea what in the world a period was… Besides the dot marking the ends of sentences. Or the things making up the Periodic…Graph, Was it? Chart? Table? … Oh fuck it… he was bad at math.
Anyways, he didn’t know what that was until he accidentally opened her luggage, thinking it was his, months ago. There was a small box of wrapped cotton chunks on strings labeled “TAMPAX.”
He believed that those were for stopping nosebleeds so he took a couple. What else would they be fore, anyways? Well… he found out when Alex screamed at him when she found him lying in his bunk with one shoved up his left nostril. He had been rough-housing with Frank and got a small bloody nose.
After that Alex had explained what they were for and ever since then, her realized he needed to clear the bus when it was her time of the month.
Sighhh. Alex was so pretty, even when she’s giving him the death glare, which, he pointed out to himself, was really cute.
“Maybe I should go and apologize…” Gerard said to himself. He was about to leave the bed when a small knock was heard from the door.
“Room service…” He heard. The voice had a light tone… it was strangely familiar, but quite sexy. Was that Frank? Nah…
“Odd…” He said, adjusting his pants and grooming himself quickly. He didn’t order anything, nor did the guys… so it was probably just a mistake or something. He swiftly unlocked the door and pulled it open, not bothering to look through the peephole.
“Sorry, but we didn’t order anything, you must—Alex??” Gerard said in disbelief, as he found Alex propped up against the wall, wearing a very, very, naughty French maid costume complete with net knee-highs, black heels, and a long feather duster.
The top of her dress was low cute and the skirt was so short that… if she bent over at all… Gerard blushed as “little Gee” was suddenly aroused from his nap.
Gerard tried to hide his erection but it was quite hard as he was wearing only pajama bottoms with Misfits skulls littered across the legs.
Gerard snapped back into reality and realized it must have been a really good dream. No way would Alex ever come to him sporting a short dress, not after how much a jerk he’s been to her.
“S-sorry, probably wrong room! D-didn’t order and room service…” Gerard said blushing and trying to close the door. It wouldn’t close all the way, a a feather duster had wedged itself through the gap. Alex began to gently pry open the door.
“Oh, I think you did, Mr. Way.” Alex said in a flawless French accent, stepping through the now open door and brushing by him, not breaking eye contact. “I’m hear to clean your rom. After all, I am the maid.”
“Wha?” Gerard grunted as she walked dangerously close to “little gee.” Alex must be getting back at him for the maid insults. Or maybe she was drunk.
Gerard was determined not to fall for her tricks again, because after all, she probably didn’t really like him like that. And besides..—Get down little gee! Bad!! He was in the shit for sure.
Gerard tried to force his erection down and convince himself it was all an act but… those stockings… that black corset… that damn short skirt…
Alex began walking towards his TV. twirling the feather duster around her finger. She smiled back at him behind her bare shoulder and was amazed a what a dress could do to a man. She began dusting the television set, and when she was done she moved to the bureau. She began dusting off and after she finished, turned around swiftly so her breasts lightly jiggled. Amazing what a corset can do to “flat chested” girls.
“Mr. Way, are you staring at me?!” Alex demanded playfully in her French accent.
Noticing that he had been staring with a wide open mouth, Gerard quickly closed his mouth and began nervously stuttering.
“N-No! O-of course not!”
“Alex turned away with a sneer and moved onto the bed. She stood in front of it, back faced to Gerard who was still by the door, and tutted.
“Tut, tut… I guess this bed will need cleaning too.” She said. She slowly began to bend over and the layers and layers of frills went up, up, up… until Gerard spotted a hot pink thong. His mouth fell open yet again, and “Little Gee” gave a twitch as he stared at the back of her long toned pale legs and pert little butt.
Alex began dusting and spread her legs apart slightly. “Little Gee” began to throb and he felt his face grow even warmer. She let out a small Oh! And Gerard nearly came in his pants.
“My Mr. Way, what a nice tongue you have in there.” Alex said, not breaking her French accent. She was awfully good. “I bet you know exactly what to do with it.”
Gerard soon realized what she had said, and found his mouth open yet again, so he snapped it close. His palms began to sweat as she continued at cleaning.
“See anything you like, Mr. Way? Alex asked, turning around and winking. This was working better than she had thought it would…
Gerard remained silent.
“Why don’t you take my panties off with your teeth, Mr. Way?” Alex asked bending over again slightly. Gerard’s knees began to buckle.
“Wha-what?” Gerard asked, shocked.
“You heard me. Take off my panties, Gerard.” Alex replied, ditching the accent and looking at him over her shoulder. The moment she had said his name, he flinched. “Little Gee” was now rock hard.
Gerard soundlessly made his way towards her and collapsed to his knees in front of her legs, face right next to her cute little butt. He lightly bit down on her thong and slowly pulled them down, not thinking, no idea why he was doing it, only knowing there was nothing in the world he would rather do at the moment. As he pulled the thong down, his nose lightly grazed her sensitive skin and she let out a soft moan.
After her panties were down, Alex turned around to face him. “Now Mr. Way, make me want you.” Alex commanded, French accent and all.
Gerard let out a small noise of excitement and softly lay her on the bed, legs spread wide apart. He gazed at her womanly parts in awe. Even there she was beautiful.
Not wanting to make her wait anymore, he moved his head towards her, still crouching near the foot of the bed, and began to lightly raze his lips down her inner thighs, it took him all the energy he could muster to not just jump on top of her and shag her senseless. She let out a little whimper, encouraging him, and he plunged his tongue into her. She let out a small gasp as he began moving in her, exploring her folds, trying to give her all he could, trying to make her want him.
“Gerard!” She squealed as his tongue met her clit and began rubbing it lightly. He teased it a bit, then returned to moving in and out, tasting her hot wet pussy.
After a small orgasm waved through her body, Gerard separated from her.
Unable to believe what just happened, Gerard watched Alex carefully, wanting to know if he had pleased her. Seeing that she was panting, Gerard assumed he had.
It wasn’t supposed to go this far, Alex thought, face in a flush. Mikey said to only seduce him until he wanted some desperately, and then ditch him. She gazed at Gerard, who was staring at her, and rolled off the bed. When she stood up gracefully, she was amazed she didn’t decapitate him with her black spiked heels.
“Very good, Mr. Way.” She said in her French accent. The hell with the plan, she thought, staring at Gerard. He was too beautiful, and obviously he wanted her, so it would be much too rude to just leave him like that. “Too good if you ask me.”
Gerard continued gazing up at her, wanting to know what was next. She bent over in front of him so he could see a good amount of cleavage, and couldn’t help but stare.
“Mr. Way, you naughty boy… my eyes are up here.” She said, French accent and all. She took a finger and placed it gently under his chin, lifting his head up.
She placed a soft kiss on his pink lips, moving her hand into his long black hair. She broke off slowly, about half a minute later, and pulled him up.
“Now Mr. Way, as room service, I should be serving you. So please. Alex said then took a quick glance at his erection. “Let me.”
She slowly crouched down until her moth was level with “Little Gee” and she softly rubbed it through the thin material. “You’re pretty hard, Mr. Way… Do I turn you on?”
“Y-yeah.” Gerard confessed, as if it weren’t pretty obvious already. Alex pulled Gerard’s pants down revealing his hard cock. It was a lot bigger than she imagined, and she was wondering what the hell she was going to do to it.
She pulled out her hand and began stroking it, then replaced her hand with small kisses. Occasionally she would nip at it, sending Gerard shivers. Finally finished with teasing it, she ran her small tongue under the shaft and finally licked his head. Something began oozing from the tip and she lapped it up.
“God, Alex, f-feels so fucking good!!” Gerard moaned. “Oh God, you fucking lick like a kitten… Oh my MOTHA FUCKAHH!”
Alex had quit gentle touch and furiously shoved the whole thing into her mouth at “kitten.”
“Oh my- sweet Helena! Give ‘em Hell kid!! You know what they do to guys like us in prison!!” Gerard yelled. “Thank you for the Venom!!”
Gerard was apparently yelling random song titles from their album as Alex was pumping and sucking. Still slightly mad at the “kitten remark” (whether it was supposed to be an insult or a complement, she didn’t care…), and thought, “Oh well, three cheers for sweet revenge, Gerard.”
Right when Gerard felt he was about to explode, Alex stopped and stood up. He grunted in displeasure. He was so close.
“Why did you stop!” He demanded. He was still hard and quite irritable. She gave him a look with her hands on her hips. “Oh, I called you kitten again… sor-sorry.”
“Oh well,” Alex said, ready to forgive him. She pushed him onto the bed and ripped his shirt off. He looked at her with glee as she began to kiss his neck. She sat up, straddling him, and lifted up her dress, leaving the knee highs. He let out a moan as she began kissing him again, this time on the lips. She nipped at his bottom lip and plunged her tongue into his mouth.
After a minute of tongue wrestling, Alex sat up and stared at his eyes.
“I want you Gerard Way, and there’s nothing the world can fucking do to stop me.” Alex said roughly. She spat into her hands and began massaging his cock all around. With the aid of Gerard’s hands on her hips, she aligned herself with his tip, and without a regret of any kind, she slammed herself onto him. She let out a cry at the pain, but begin pumping up and down. Gerard was grunting and groaning at the pleasure, and she continued moving up and down, waves of pleasure flowing though her body.
Every movement brought Gerard closer to the edge until she let out a moan that was very kitten like. “G-Gerard!!”
The sound of his name on her lips brought him to the edge and he came, buckling.
Tired and spent, Gerard lay with his back to the bed, panting. It was the best orgasm he had ever felt, even better than the ones he got from jerking off in the bus. XD Alex was wiping them both off with the frills of the maid costume and she let out a sigh. She through the dress to the side and lay down in his arms, pulling the covers over them. Alex closed her eyes and said one last thing before drifting off.
“I don’t think Mikey’s gonna want that dress back.”
Author: Zombie_toast
Rating: NC-17 BITCHEZZZ jk I LURVVVE YOU ALL!!!!
Word Count: Teh fuck?? I’m supposed to count those?
Disclaimer: Wuzzat? Oh.. yeah. Mikey, Gerard, and the rest of MCR are not mine. >.< just keep on rubbing salt in my wounds why don’t you!!!
Warnings: Secks.
Lots of it.
I’m sorry, but this is my first time writing secks!! If I’m not good… I’m sooo sorry. I hope you enjoy it…
Feedback: YES PLEASE!!! I’ve never written fan fiction before…
NOTE: I finished chapter 3 before Chapter 2… is that sad or what??
Gerard was comfortably situated on his hotel room bed, doing something that he did best: drawing. Yet again, a vampire had found itself doodled onto the page, almost magically, because he vaguely remembered even drawing it. With a sigh he put away his pencils and pushed his spiral to the side.
“This is gonna be a long night…’ Gerard said to himself. And it was. The party had ended an hour ago, and it was fun. They played ddr, pin the comb in Ray’s fro, and had a delicious cake picked out by Alex. He sighed wistfully as he remembered how pretty she looked, and frowned at the fact that she spent the whole time whispering to Mikey, excluding themselves from the rest. They were up to something… or at least they knew something he surely didn’t.
But that was an hour ago. Now he was sitting in the lonely hotel room next door to the one she and Mikey were staying in, and everyone was gone. Frank and Bob had gone off and looked for a decent hooters, Ray went to go checkout some guitar store 10 minutes away, and Mikey was… well… what did he say? Something about some gay club?
He didn’t really enjoy having a gay little brother… Not that there was anything wrong with gays. But honestly, it’s weird, waking up to find your sibling on the floor, completely wasted, not knowing where he was that night, not knowing who he fucked, or who fucked him. All while wearing a dress.
Gerard gave another sigh. And Alex was right next door. Probably still mad at him for calling her a maid. Yet again.
There’s nothing really offensive about that name anyways…Maybe she’s on her period again? And to think, just months ago he had no idea what in the world a period was… Besides the dot marking the ends of sentences. Or the things making up the Periodic…Graph, Was it? Chart? Table? … Oh fuck it… he was bad at math.
Anyways, he didn’t know what that was until he accidentally opened her luggage, thinking it was his, months ago. There was a small box of wrapped cotton chunks on strings labeled “TAMPAX.”
He believed that those were for stopping nosebleeds so he took a couple. What else would they be fore, anyways? Well… he found out when Alex screamed at him when she found him lying in his bunk with one shoved up his left nostril. He had been rough-housing with Frank and got a small bloody nose.
After that Alex had explained what they were for and ever since then, her realized he needed to clear the bus when it was her time of the month.
Sighhh. Alex was so pretty, even when she’s giving him the death glare, which, he pointed out to himself, was really cute.
“Maybe I should go and apologize…” Gerard said to himself. He was about to leave the bed when a small knock was heard from the door.
“Room service…” He heard. The voice had a light tone… it was strangely familiar, but quite sexy. Was that Frank? Nah…
“Odd…” He said, adjusting his pants and grooming himself quickly. He didn’t order anything, nor did the guys… so it was probably just a mistake or something. He swiftly unlocked the door and pulled it open, not bothering to look through the peephole.
“Sorry, but we didn’t order anything, you must—Alex??” Gerard said in disbelief, as he found Alex propped up against the wall, wearing a very, very, naughty French maid costume complete with net knee-highs, black heels, and a long feather duster.
The top of her dress was low cute and the skirt was so short that… if she bent over at all… Gerard blushed as “little Gee” was suddenly aroused from his nap.
Gerard tried to hide his erection but it was quite hard as he was wearing only pajama bottoms with Misfits skulls littered across the legs.
Gerard snapped back into reality and realized it must have been a really good dream. No way would Alex ever come to him sporting a short dress, not after how much a jerk he’s been to her.
“S-sorry, probably wrong room! D-didn’t order and room service…” Gerard said blushing and trying to close the door. It wouldn’t close all the way, a a feather duster had wedged itself through the gap. Alex began to gently pry open the door.
“Oh, I think you did, Mr. Way.” Alex said in a flawless French accent, stepping through the now open door and brushing by him, not breaking eye contact. “I’m hear to clean your rom. After all, I am the maid.”
“Wha?” Gerard grunted as she walked dangerously close to “little gee.” Alex must be getting back at him for the maid insults. Or maybe she was drunk.
Gerard was determined not to fall for her tricks again, because after all, she probably didn’t really like him like that. And besides..—Get down little gee! Bad!! He was in the shit for sure.
Gerard tried to force his erection down and convince himself it was all an act but… those stockings… that black corset… that damn short skirt…
Alex began walking towards his TV. twirling the feather duster around her finger. She smiled back at him behind her bare shoulder and was amazed a what a dress could do to a man. She began dusting the television set, and when she was done she moved to the bureau. She began dusting off and after she finished, turned around swiftly so her breasts lightly jiggled. Amazing what a corset can do to “flat chested” girls.
“Mr. Way, are you staring at me?!” Alex demanded playfully in her French accent.
Noticing that he had been staring with a wide open mouth, Gerard quickly closed his mouth and began nervously stuttering.
“N-No! O-of course not!”
“Alex turned away with a sneer and moved onto the bed. She stood in front of it, back faced to Gerard who was still by the door, and tutted.
“Tut, tut… I guess this bed will need cleaning too.” She said. She slowly began to bend over and the layers and layers of frills went up, up, up… until Gerard spotted a hot pink thong. His mouth fell open yet again, and “Little Gee” gave a twitch as he stared at the back of her long toned pale legs and pert little butt.
Alex began dusting and spread her legs apart slightly. “Little Gee” began to throb and he felt his face grow even warmer. She let out a small Oh! And Gerard nearly came in his pants.
“My Mr. Way, what a nice tongue you have in there.” Alex said, not breaking her French accent. She was awfully good. “I bet you know exactly what to do with it.”
Gerard soon realized what she had said, and found his mouth open yet again, so he snapped it close. His palms began to sweat as she continued at cleaning.
“See anything you like, Mr. Way? Alex asked, turning around and winking. This was working better than she had thought it would…
Gerard remained silent.
“Why don’t you take my panties off with your teeth, Mr. Way?” Alex asked bending over again slightly. Gerard’s knees began to buckle.
“Wha-what?” Gerard asked, shocked.
“You heard me. Take off my panties, Gerard.” Alex replied, ditching the accent and looking at him over her shoulder. The moment she had said his name, he flinched. “Little Gee” was now rock hard.
Gerard soundlessly made his way towards her and collapsed to his knees in front of her legs, face right next to her cute little butt. He lightly bit down on her thong and slowly pulled them down, not thinking, no idea why he was doing it, only knowing there was nothing in the world he would rather do at the moment. As he pulled the thong down, his nose lightly grazed her sensitive skin and she let out a soft moan.
After her panties were down, Alex turned around to face him. “Now Mr. Way, make me want you.” Alex commanded, French accent and all.
Gerard let out a small noise of excitement and softly lay her on the bed, legs spread wide apart. He gazed at her womanly parts in awe. Even there she was beautiful.
Not wanting to make her wait anymore, he moved his head towards her, still crouching near the foot of the bed, and began to lightly raze his lips down her inner thighs, it took him all the energy he could muster to not just jump on top of her and shag her senseless. She let out a little whimper, encouraging him, and he plunged his tongue into her. She let out a small gasp as he began moving in her, exploring her folds, trying to give her all he could, trying to make her want him.
“Gerard!” She squealed as his tongue met her clit and began rubbing it lightly. He teased it a bit, then returned to moving in and out, tasting her hot wet pussy.
After a small orgasm waved through her body, Gerard separated from her.
Unable to believe what just happened, Gerard watched Alex carefully, wanting to know if he had pleased her. Seeing that she was panting, Gerard assumed he had.
It wasn’t supposed to go this far, Alex thought, face in a flush. Mikey said to only seduce him until he wanted some desperately, and then ditch him. She gazed at Gerard, who was staring at her, and rolled off the bed. When she stood up gracefully, she was amazed she didn’t decapitate him with her black spiked heels.
“Very good, Mr. Way.” She said in her French accent. The hell with the plan, she thought, staring at Gerard. He was too beautiful, and obviously he wanted her, so it would be much too rude to just leave him like that. “Too good if you ask me.”
Gerard continued gazing up at her, wanting to know what was next. She bent over in front of him so he could see a good amount of cleavage, and couldn’t help but stare.
“Mr. Way, you naughty boy… my eyes are up here.” She said, French accent and all. She took a finger and placed it gently under his chin, lifting his head up.
She placed a soft kiss on his pink lips, moving her hand into his long black hair. She broke off slowly, about half a minute later, and pulled him up.
“Now Mr. Way, as room service, I should be serving you. So please. Alex said then took a quick glance at his erection. “Let me.”
She slowly crouched down until her moth was level with “Little Gee” and she softly rubbed it through the thin material. “You’re pretty hard, Mr. Way… Do I turn you on?”
“Y-yeah.” Gerard confessed, as if it weren’t pretty obvious already. Alex pulled Gerard’s pants down revealing his hard cock. It was a lot bigger than she imagined, and she was wondering what the hell she was going to do to it.
She pulled out her hand and began stroking it, then replaced her hand with small kisses. Occasionally she would nip at it, sending Gerard shivers. Finally finished with teasing it, she ran her small tongue under the shaft and finally licked his head. Something began oozing from the tip and she lapped it up.
“God, Alex, f-feels so fucking good!!” Gerard moaned. “Oh God, you fucking lick like a kitten… Oh my MOTHA FUCKAHH!”
Alex had quit gentle touch and furiously shoved the whole thing into her mouth at “kitten.”
“Oh my- sweet Helena! Give ‘em Hell kid!! You know what they do to guys like us in prison!!” Gerard yelled. “Thank you for the Venom!!”
Gerard was apparently yelling random song titles from their album as Alex was pumping and sucking. Still slightly mad at the “kitten remark” (whether it was supposed to be an insult or a complement, she didn’t care…), and thought, “Oh well, three cheers for sweet revenge, Gerard.”
Right when Gerard felt he was about to explode, Alex stopped and stood up. He grunted in displeasure. He was so close.
“Why did you stop!” He demanded. He was still hard and quite irritable. She gave him a look with her hands on her hips. “Oh, I called you kitten again… sor-sorry.”
“Oh well,” Alex said, ready to forgive him. She pushed him onto the bed and ripped his shirt off. He looked at her with glee as she began to kiss his neck. She sat up, straddling him, and lifted up her dress, leaving the knee highs. He let out a moan as she began kissing him again, this time on the lips. She nipped at his bottom lip and plunged her tongue into his mouth.
After a minute of tongue wrestling, Alex sat up and stared at his eyes.
“I want you Gerard Way, and there’s nothing the world can fucking do to stop me.” Alex said roughly. She spat into her hands and began massaging his cock all around. With the aid of Gerard’s hands on her hips, she aligned herself with his tip, and without a regret of any kind, she slammed herself onto him. She let out a cry at the pain, but begin pumping up and down. Gerard was grunting and groaning at the pleasure, and she continued moving up and down, waves of pleasure flowing though her body.
Every movement brought Gerard closer to the edge until she let out a moan that was very kitten like. “G-Gerard!!”
The sound of his name on her lips brought him to the edge and he came, buckling.
Tired and spent, Gerard lay with his back to the bed, panting. It was the best orgasm he had ever felt, even better than the ones he got from jerking off in the bus. XD Alex was wiping them both off with the frills of the maid costume and she let out a sigh. She through the dress to the side and lay down in his arms, pulling the covers over them. Alex closed her eyes and said one last thing before drifting off.
“I don’t think Mikey’s gonna want that dress back.”
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