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Look at him. Sex on legs just strutting his stuff across the stage the way he does. Those tight jeans of his that reveal just everything. That firey red hair that I love to have my fingers all tangled up in. He's the perfect mixture of manly and feminine. Wiggling those sassy hips of his for the crowed. He knows I got the best view from right here behind him. He brings the microphone down and smirks back at me. He knows I was looking. I'm always looking.

Walking in my direction he glances over at me, his dark paint stained shirt under his black leather jacket, his hair a sweaty mess touching his shoulders in some places. Oh god his black skin tight jeans that just make you look strait at his huge cock, revealing just the thing that gets me to play as hard and fast as I do to keep my mind occupied. He knows. He fucking knows what I want! I lick my lips at him knowing he loves my lips. He loves my lips on his lips. My lips encircled around his leaking cock sucking like there's no tomorrow. God he loves to work me up like this on stage! God it's such a good thing this guitar hides everything I'm thinking!

Ever since the 'Ferard' stuff started getting almost too intense for us to be able to stop ourselves, it's been harder and harder to keep my distance from him while he's throwing all the same moves on stage as he does in the bed room. Well, almost the same. Ha! And he's looking extra fucktastic tonight, so tonight I decide to focus on just my playing for the last three songs before our little 'no more stage gay' rule goes out the window and I attack him right here!

My fingers flying up and down the fret board and I get lost in my own world and love for music. I walk towards the crowed and hear my name bursting off the lips of screaming girls in the first few rows. Never thought I could make so many scream all at once. And they wonder why I smirk so much up here.

Half way through 'Planetary Go' with me still lost in my playing, the crowed just goes completely ape shit. Not the usual stuff. Stuff I haven't heard since Gerard and I stopped kissing on stage. I look over to see what the big deal is, still smiling until I see it. Gerard reaching down pulling some strange blonde kid up to him and planting a fucking kiss strait on his lips. He holds him to him for an extra long time. Much longer than we've ever kissed on stage. "What the fuck!" and I don't care who if anyone saw me mouth those words!

He lets go of the guy and holds his hand for a few seconds before finally letting go and walking towards Ray. Yeah that's right, don't even think to come my way Gerard Way! You know what, better yet...

I make my way over to him instead. I don't care that it's not part of this song. He gives me a strange look before smiling at me as though nothing is wrong. I look down at the giddy blonde boy in the front row. Running his fingers across his lips like that kiss meant everything to him. Like it meant anything to Gerard. I see him still staring and when I see it's Gerard's ass he's now staring at, huh, I suddenly realize there is that usual over amount of saliva that's been pooling up in my mouth again. Instead of tilting my head back and spitting it at the air to land where ever on stage or slightly on a few eager to have it girls, I hauck it back adding my own extra and just shoot it strait at the little fucker. Bingo right in his face! Seeing him with the disgusted look as he tried wiping it off was priceless! I walk back to my corner semi satisfied again.

As the show comes to a close and the lights go out I head back stage with everybody. Well... almost everybody.

"Where's Gee?" Mikey takes his bass off and asks looking around.

"I don't know. He's usually right in front of me." I respond as my eyes skim over the back stage area and then land on the exit of the stage. "I'll go find him."

I head back out on the dark stage hearing the uproar of screaming fans again as I step over cords and amps. I know they can't see me. Hell I can barely see anything. But then I see him. The dark figure I know so well hunched over at the front of the stage. He reaches out to someone and the dim lights come on over the crowed just in time for me to see that it's Gerard smiling at the same blonde guy as he tucks something in tight back pocket and stands back up. Hell. Fucking. No, he did NOT just get that guys fucking phone number!

Gerard makes his way back to me and jumps once he notices me standing there. He walks straight past me placing a hand on my shoulder as he goes. I hear my name being screamed again from dozens of girls in the crowed before I turn and exit the stage once again.

Once back there I can't find him. I look everywhere and I see Mikey and Ray. I even see the drummer we got to play at this particular gig for us. Whatever his name is, now I don't remember or give a shit.

"Where is Gerard?" I spat at the innocent guy as he packs his sticks in his bag.

"Uhh I think I saw him head out man. He's probably on the bus by now."

I just nod as I grit my teeth and head towards the door. I take my guitar off and hand it to one of the back stage personnel as I fling the door open and head into the cool night air.

I climb the stairs of the bus and head in. "GERARD WHAT THE..." but he's not there. I walk to the back knocking over Mikey's bag, causing his clothes to fall in the floor. Shit, I'll pick those up later. He's not in the back either.

My heart rate picks up as I wonder if he is off somewhere already calling this guy. I head back towards the front of bus as Mikey and Ray file in followed by Mr Sass, the cheater himself.

"Frank what the fuck?!" I turn my glare away from the red head to see Mikey kneeling on the floor holding up some of his clothes.

"Sorry Mikey I'll wash those again for you man."

"You better!"

"Starched and pressed if it pleases you Mikes." I throw on my usual joking attitude I have with him.

"Alright Frankiepoo you're forgiven." he lets out in a giggle.

I look back at Gerard as he stands in front of me, eyebrows arched, waiting to get by. I don't say anything but just look him long and hard in the eyes before I shift to the side and let him by.

Instead of the usual me going back for our little after show pillow kissing session, I slump down beside Ray instead.

"Ah great show again tonight huh Frank?"

"Yeah I guess." I grumble low.

"We're going to a hotel tonight though. I'm sick of sleeping on the damn bus all the time!"

"Me too!" I pull my knees up on the seat in front of me, balled fists on top of them.

"Me three." Mikey jumps in, "Only this time I'm not rooming beside the love birds. I'd actually like to get some sleep for a change." he only half jokes poking my shoulder.

I just wasn't in the mood to play back so my best friend noticing my cold demeanor, sits back in disappointment instead. I'll make that up to him later.

Once at the hotel we all book our rooms. Gerard smiling at me as he's handed his card and takes my hand to lead me to the elevators. I follow. Of coarse I fucking follow I love the guy! He fucked up majorly tonight though and he knows it!

Once in the room he closes the door and half smiles as he hurriedly walks past me, sweat still lingering in his hair and on his clothes while he ignores my angry stance.

"Damn Frankie, you say I'm the one that stinks." He laughs. I notice the sweat still dripping off my long hair as well. I don't care about that though. All I see in my head is that kiss. That kiss that is still tearing my heart apart!

"What the fuck was that tonight?"

He continues fumbling through his bag not looking at me. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean Gerard!" I walk over to him and stand half an inch from his hunched over body.

He stands up, tooth brush in hand, "No I don't Frank, what are you talking about?"

"That fucking kiss you gave that asshole in the front row tonight!"

"It wasn't anything you should be concerned about." he walks past me headed for the bathroom.

I catch up to him and grab his upper arms halting him in the middle of the room. "Nothing huh?" I reach in his back pocket and feel his crotch rub against mine as his eyes half lit and emotionless, lock with mine. Pulling out the piece of paper I open it, " 'Gabe... 883-6675', WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS THEN GERARD?!" I throw the paper down and spit on it.

"Yunno Frank, you really are kinda sexy when you're sweaty and jealous." His smile only infuriating me further.

"Well prepare yourself because I'm about to get really fucking sexy Gerard!" I walk forward, pushing him backwards until his back hits the wall and he winces slightly at the thud of his head against the thick plaster.

I reach up to his black leather jacket and push it off his shoulders as I roughly graze my fingers down his arms. "Was it a good kiss Gerard?"

"Mmmm one of the best I've ever had."

"Oh really?" My eyes grow wide as I yank his partially tucked in shirt out and reach my hand up pressing into the skin of his stomach before reaching his nipple and squeezing it enough to see him wince and pull back. He smiles as he takes his shirt off tossing it to the floor.

"Oh yes it was." he closes his eyes and licks his lips as he lets his head fall back against the wall, in remembrance.

"Better than my kisses?" I step towards him and rip his pants open at once, hearing the button fly off to the floor.

"Umm... I can't really tell honestly."

I grab his hair and pull his face to me as I possessively take his lips in mine. He gasps as I suck his tongue into my mouth and use my other hand to pull his lower body into mine while leaning onto him, pressing his back into the wall. He lets a moan escape into my mouth and all I can do is wonder if blondie got the same reaction from him.

As if he read my thoughts he pulls his head back, "You do kiss better Frank but..."

"But what?!" I stare into his devious eyes awaiting my answer. He knows my heart is about to burst!

"But I don't know Frank, I mean, I felt some things."

My eyes grew into saucers, "Did you now?"

"Yeah I did." he spout heartlessly, cocking an eyebrow.

I held my breath the way I always did when I saw people flirting with Gerard, but this time, this time he was telling me he felt things? Jealousy ripped through my entire being as I grit my teeth and felt the surge of uncontrollable anger soar through me and before I knew it I had raised my hand bringing it down crushingly fast, back handed against his perfect face.

I gasped suddenly at my own actions, "Shit Gerard I'm..."

"Fuck you Frank!" his hair splayed in a wet red mess across his face from impact. "I'll kiss whoever the fuck I want!" his spit flicking in my eye, "I'll touch whoever the fuck I want!" His eyes widened, "I'll FUCK whoever the fuck I want!" he brought his hand down from his cheek and just glared at me, waiting for a response.

No rage had ever littered it's way through me as much as what I felt right in that exact moment! An image of blondie fucking Gerard, MY Gerard was all I could see.

When he shoved me to get by I gripped his shoulders hard, slamming him into the wall again harder this time. A painful groan escaped him and I knew I'd never hurt him before like this but he was begging for it!

I yanked my shirt off and I shoved my open hand hard into his chest until he was flat against the wall. I felt the buttons from my own pants fly off as I jerked them down along with his as well.

After bending over pulling his pants completely off and we are both totally naked, I grabbed his cock and bit the side of his stomach... hard! I heard him let out a gasp followed by a soft whine. I noticed his pale flat stomach sinking in and out quickly over and over as his breathing pattern picked up. I bit down harder still and taste the warm metallic of his blood in my mouth as I hear another gasp followed by a whimper. He did nothing but stand still.

I stand up still gripping his hard exposed cock in my hand as my eyes met with his that are more devilish now than ever...

"But Frank, Gabe is a tall sexy blonde, that's something you could never be." he smirks as he shakes his head slowly, tauntingly.

In complete fury I raise my hand again and bring it viciously across the same side of his face, hearing his jaw crack just a bit. When he stands up strait again, his lips bleeding down his chin, he goes to say something else before I slam my mouth over his. Sucking the blood off those luscious lips and invading his entire mouth, I hear him begin a soft groan that I quickly suppress with my tongue as far down his throat as I can get it until he gags once. Once I think I've tasted ever speck of saliva off every tiny tooth of his I lean back and look at him.

"Be sure not to loose Gabe's number because.." he squints his eyes "..he is going to do things to me that you've never even.."

His words were cut off completely by my hands now both wrapped around his throat and squeezing. I hear him let out a squeak and I squeeze even harder. Whatever I have to do to silence him now and this is working perfectly. I watch as he grasps my arms and opens and closes his mouth over and over trying to speak and breathe. I marvel at the silence I've caused from those hellatious things he had insisted on spouting.

After a few moments lost in my malice, I release with only one hand, the other still gripping his throat, as I reach up under him. I pull his leg up over mine as I rest mine on the table beside us.

Him holding my arm that is still controlling his oxygen intake, he balances on one leg as his other is trapped over my own. I watch as he struggles for air and I release just a bit. He seems able to partially catch his breath and soon his eyes dim again in that evil look. I squeeze my fingers around his throat once again, slamming his head against the wall until he gets the picture.

"Shut the fuck up Gerard!" I spit on his face as the words come out. I lean in causing our legs to go up higher with my foot still planted on the table. I glide my free hand softly under his naked soft leg up to the firm mound of his ass. I watch his eyes widen as I jam my dry finger strait all the way through his entrance up into his tight warmth. His eyes meet with mine and I see the shock present in them. I'm never forceful with Gerard. I slide the finger back down before shoving it back up again and feel him quivering all around me. His eyes only lighting up momentarily this time though. The next time I skip the second finger and just use three. His eyes grow wide and pleading with mine until I release his throat and watch him catch his breath. Once he finally does, he looks up at me pure malice in his voice.

"I wonder if Gabe can do it better."

I throw my body against his and grip his red locks between my fingers. Yanking his head back I sink my teeth in his already abused, finger printed throat. I hear a raspy moan come up but I sink my teeth in further before it escapes his mouth, turning it into a complete loud whimper that almost sounds like a cry for help. His blood pooling in my mouth and I know I've bit him probably a bit too hard but it shut him the fuck up.

I continue finger fucking his tender hole feeling a slight blood trail trickle down my fingers as I violently grab his leaking erection. I feel his body folding over to mine in pleasure. I squeeze his cock hard and begin pumping it viciously as he lays his head on my shoulder. "Oh god oh fuck Frank oh my fucking oh oh AH", his breathing begins to come in shorter and shorter gasps as his hands squeezes the skin of my back under my arms.

I lick circles between the punctured skin my teeth are still sunk into and suck in as much flesh and blood as I can get into my mouth. "Oh Frank oh fuck I .. ungffffuck!"

I feel his orgasm only mere milliseconds away and I retract my teeth from his neck, stop my fingers leaving them buried deep in his ass, and halt all motion of my hand encircled around his length.

He leans back and looks agonizingly into my eyes, yearning for more, begging for me to finish him. I refuse.

"Frank oh fuck please!" he gasps in small breaths trying to fuck himself into my hand but I loosen my grip.

"Please what?"

"Please.. please fuck me!"

"Fuck you? Thought you wanted him for that?"

"No Frank! No! Not him! You! Only you! Please oh god pleeeeease Frank! I need you! I want you and ONLY you!"

Upon hearing my name again I pull my fingers out and use both hands to yank his needy body up and press myself into him resting him against the wall. He immediately throws his other leg around me and locks both as he kisses my shoulder, my neck, my cheek.

Before he reaches my lips, I pull a hand up and shove his back against the wall. He eyes me appallingly and still wanting. "Don't you EVER kiss or touch or even talk about another guy EVER again Gerard Way, you are MINE!"

He nods his head, his eyes begging mine as he pants heavily. I see the soft trail of blood still sliding down his throat bruised in the shape of my teeth. I grip myself in one hand and his hip in the other and feel his body stiffen as I shove my entire pre-come soaked cock into him completely.

His arms go over my shoulder and he cries out as I clamp my teeth into a different spot on his neck with just as much force as before, inflicting just as much, if not more pain. I lift him up again, fingers gripping his firm ass before I mercilessly slam him back down on my cock again as hard as humanly possible. "Oh fuuuuck yes! God dAMNIT!" he moans like a two dollar whore. MY two dollar whore!

His tight walls of muscle clinch around my length as I continued lifting him and bringing him back down with as much force as I can as my thrusts meet him half way. Each time, being buried deep deep inside. I bite my lip to hear him and only him as he continues moaning and then screaming my name. I let out a hiss as nails dig up my back, I know leaving jagged blood trails in their place. I hiss again, teeth buried harder in his tender neck and he clinches his muscles around my throbbing cock so tight it hurts! It's all I can do at this point not to reach the point of my own orgasm.

I suck up the last bit of blood I'm going to get out of that wound and remove my teeth letting him lean back against the wall. He looks dazed at me as I'm focused in on him and the pleasure I must inflict on him now to prove myself better than anyone else.

Pounding and leaking into him rough and viciously, I continue pounding straight into his most sensitive ball of nerves and hear him let out a strangled gasp each time. I grasp his cock in my hand and squeeze it, watching him arch his head and back into the wall, exposing the blood trail and bruises that mark him mine and mine alone.

As I jerk him, my own thrusts meeting in time with my hand motions and he lets out unstoppable screams of my name over and over from his wet lips as warm ropes of come squirt all over his chest and then mine soaking us both as I tilt his cock towards him and then me to finish him.

He finally screams out that he loves me and the veracity of that and the muscles that clamp around me causes me to reach my own climax. I peak and begin to let out a muffled scream before he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to him. I bite down again on his shoulder this time and feel him sqeeze those hot muscles around me once more as every bit of fluid I own is now shooting inside of him, nailing him straight in the prostate again as he squeezes me hard and lets out a whimpering scream again. More fluid leaking onto my stomach.

I continue rocking into him for a few moments as the last of our moans begin to die down slowly in each other's mouth's and his evil tongue has never tasted so sweet massaging mine. His last moan letting me know that the voice that everyone hears and lusts after, belongs to me as well as the rest of his body and soul.

I let him down easily as I slide down to the floor beside him. His devious grin returning as he looks at me and I don't know if my heart can take another blow of jealousy. He reaches behind him for the piece of paper and brings it up between us. I stare into his eyes and gulp down dry air in fear of the words to come. He sees me still panting and gripping my chest painfully to hear his words and he places a soft kiss on my lips before ripping the paper into several pieces and throwing it across the room.

"I prefer short tattooed brunettes."

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Look at him. Sex on legs just strutting his stuff across the stage the way he does. Those tight jeans of his that reveal just everything. That firey red hair that I love to have my fingers all tangled up in. He's the perfect mixture of manly and feminine. Wiggling those sassy hips of his for the crowed. He knows I got the best view from right here behind him. He brings the microphone down and smirks back at me. He knows I was looking. I'm always looking.

Walking in my direction he glances over at me, his dark paint stained shirt under his black leather jacket, his hair a sweaty mess touching his shoulders in some places. Oh god his black skin tight jeans that just make you look strait at his huge cock, revealing just the thing that gets me to play as hard and fast as I do to keep my mind occupied. He knows. He fucking knows what I want! I lick my lips at him knowing he loves my lips. He loves my lips on his lips. My lips encircled around his leaking cock sucking like there's no tomorrow. God he loves to work me up like this on stage! God it's such a good thing this guitar hides everything I'm thinking!

Ever since the 'Ferard' stuff started getting almost too intense for us to be able to stop ourselves, it's been harder and harder to keep my distance from him while he's throwing all the same moves on stage as he does in the bed room. Well, almost the same. Ha! And he's looking extra fucktastic tonight, so tonight I decide to focus on just my playing for the last three songs before our little 'no more stage gay' rule goes out the window and I attack him right here!

My fingers flying up and down the fret board and I get lost in my own world and love for music. I walk towards the crowed and hear my name bursting off the lips of screaming girls in the first few rows. Never thought I could make so many scream all at once. And they wonder why I smirk so much up here.

Half way through 'Planetary Go' with me still lost in my playing, the crowed just goes completely ape shit. Not the usual stuff. Stuff I haven't heard since Gerard and I stopped kissing on stage. I look over to see what the big deal is, still smiling until I see it. Gerard reaching down pulling some strange blonde kid up to him and planting a fucking kiss strait on his lips. He holds him to him for an extra long time. Much longer than we've ever kissed on stage. "What the fuck!" and I don't care who if anyone saw me mouth those words!

He lets go of the guy and holds his hand for a few seconds before finally letting go and walking towards Ray. Yeah that's right, don't even think to come my way Gerard Way! You know what, better yet...

I make my way over to him instead. I don't care that it's not part of this song. He gives me a strange look before smiling at me as though nothing is wrong. I look down at the giddy blonde boy in the front row. Running his fingers across his lips like that kiss meant everything to him. Like it meant anything to Gerard. I see him still staring and when I see it's Gerard's ass he's now staring at, huh, I suddenly realize there is that usual over amount of saliva that's been pooling up in my mouth again. Instead of tilting my head back and spitting it at the air to land where ever on stage or slightly on a few eager to have it girls, I hauck it back adding my own extra and just shoot it strait at the little fucker. Bingo right in his face! Seeing him with the disgusted look as he tried wiping it off was priceless! I walk back to my corner semi satisfied again.

As the show comes to a close and the lights go out I head back stage with everybody. Well... almost everybody.

"Where's Gee?" Mikey takes his bass off and asks looking around.

"I don't know. He's usually right in front of me." I respond as my eyes skim over the back stage area and then land on the exit of the stage. "I'll go find him."

I head back out on the dark stage hearing the uproar of screaming fans again as I step over cords and amps. I know they can't see me. Hell I can barely see anything. But then I see him. The dark figure I know so well hunched over at the front of the stage. He reaches out to someone and the dim lights come on over the crowed just in time for me to see that it's Gerard smiling at the same blonde guy as he tucks something in tight back pocket and stands back up. Hell. Fucking. No, he did NOT just get that guys fucking phone number!

Gerard makes his way back to me and jumps once he notices me standing there. He walks straight past me placing a hand on my shoulder as he goes. I hear my name being screamed again from dozens of girls in the crowed before I turn and exit the stage once again.

Once back there I can't find him. I look everywhere and I see Mikey and Ray. I even see the drummer we got to play at this particular gig for us. Whatever his name is, now I don't remember or give a shit.

"Where is Gerard?" I spat at the innocent guy as he packs his sticks in his bag.

"Uhh I think I saw him head out man. He's probably on the bus by now."

I just nod as I grit my teeth and head towards the door. I take my guitar off and hand it to one of the back stage personnel as I fling the door open and head into the cool night air.

I climb the stairs of the bus and head in. "GERARD WHAT THE..." but he's not there. I walk to the back knocking over Mikey's bag, causing his clothes to fall in the floor. Shit, I'll pick those up later. He's not in the back either.

My heart rate picks up as I wonder if he is off somewhere already calling this guy. I head back towards the front of bus as Mikey and Ray file in followed by Mr Sass, the cheater himself.

"Frank what the fuck?!" I turn my glare away from the red head to see Mikey kneeling on the floor holding up some of his clothes.

"Sorry Mikey I'll wash those again for you man."

"You better!"

"Starched and pressed if it pleases you Mikes." I throw on my usual joking attitude I have with him.

"Alright Frankiepoo you're forgiven." he lets out in a giggle.

I look back at Gerard as he stands in front of me, eyebrows arched, waiting to get by. I don't say anything but just look him long and hard in the eyes before I shift to the side and let him by.

Instead of the usual me going back for our little after show pillow kissing session, I slump down beside Ray instead.

"Ah great show again tonight huh Frank?"

"Yeah I guess." I grumble low.

"We're going to a hotel tonight though. I'm sick of sleeping on the damn bus all the time!"

"Me too!" I pull my knees up on the seat in front of me, balled fists on top of them.

"Me three." Mikey jumps in, "Only this time I'm not rooming beside the love birds. I'd actually like to get some sleep for a change." he only half jokes poking my shoulder.

I just wasn't in the mood to play back so my best friend noticing my cold demeanor, sits back in disappointment instead. I'll make that up to him later.

Once at the hotel we all book our rooms. Gerard smiling at me as he's handed his card and takes my hand to lead me to the elevators. I follow. Of coarse I fucking follow I love the guy! He fucked up majorly tonight though and he knows it!

Once in the room he closes the door and half smiles as he hurriedly walks past me, sweat still lingering in his hair and on his clothes while he ignores my angry stance.

"Damn Frankie, you say I'm the one that stinks." He laughs. I notice the sweat still dripping off my long hair as well. I don't care about that though. All I see in my head is that kiss. That kiss that is still tearing my heart apart!

"What the fuck was that tonight?"

He continues fumbling through his bag not looking at me. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean Gerard!" I walk over to him and stand half an inch from his hunched over body.

He stands up, tooth brush in hand, "No I don't Frank, what are you talking about?"

"That fucking kiss you gave that asshole in the front row tonight!"

"It wasn't anything you should be concerned about." he walks past me headed for the bathroom.

I catch up to him and grab his upper arms halting him in the middle of the room. "Nothing huh?" I reach in his back pocket and feel his crotch rub against mine as his eyes half lit and emotionless, lock with mine. Pulling out the piece of paper I open it, " 'Gabe... 883-6675', WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS THEN GERARD?!" I throw the paper down and spit on it.

"Yunno Frank, you really are kinda sexy when you're sweaty and jealous." His smile only infuriating me further.

"Well prepare yourself because I'm about to get really fucking sexy Gerard!" I walk forward, pushing him backwards until his back hits the wall and he winces slightly at the thud of his head against the thick plaster.

I reach up to his black leather jacket and push it off his shoulders as I roughly graze my fingers down his arms. "Was it a good kiss Gerard?"

"Mmmm one of the best I've ever had."

"Oh really?" My eyes grow wide as I yank his partially tucked in shirt out and reach my hand up pressing into the skin of his stomach before reaching his nipple and squeezing it enough to see him wince and pull back. He smiles as he takes his shirt off tossing it to the floor.

"Oh yes it was." he closes his eyes and licks his lips as he lets his head fall back against the wall, in remembrance.

"Better than my kisses?" I step towards him and rip his pants open at once, hearing the button fly off to the floor.

"Umm... I can't really tell honestly."

I grab his hair and pull his face to me as I possessively take his lips in mine. He gasps as I suck his tongue into my mouth and use my other hand to pull his lower body into mine while leaning onto him, pressing his back into the wall. He lets a moan escape into my mouth and all I can do is wonder if blondie got the same reaction from him.

As if he read my thoughts he pulls his head back, "You do kiss better Frank but..."

"But what?!" I stare into his devious eyes awaiting my answer. He knows my heart is about to burst!

"But I don't know Frank, I mean, I felt some things."

My eyes grew into saucers, "Did you now?"

"Yeah I did." he spout heartlessly, cocking an eyebrow.

I held my breath the way I always did when I saw people flirting with Gerard, but this time, this time he was telling me he felt things? Jealousy ripped through my entire being as I grit my teeth and felt the surge of uncontrollable anger soar through me and before I knew it I had raised my hand bringing it down crushingly fast, back handed against his perfect face.

I gasped suddenly at my own actions, "Shit Gerard I'm..."

"Fuck you Frank!" his hair splayed in a wet red mess across his face from impact. "I'll kiss whoever the fuck I want!" his spit flicking in my eye, "I'll touch whoever the fuck I want!" His eyes widened, "I'll FUCK whoever the fuck I want!" he brought his hand down from his cheek and just glared at me, waiting for a response.

No rage had ever littered it's way through me as much as what I felt right in that exact moment! An image of blondie fucking Gerard, MY Gerard was all I could see.

When he shoved me to get by I gripped his shoulders hard, slamming him into the wall again harder this time. A painful groan escaped him and I knew I'd never hurt him before like this but he was begging for it!

I yanked my shirt off and I shoved my open hand hard into his chest until he was flat against the wall. I felt the buttons from my own pants fly off as I jerked them down along with his as well.

After bending over pulling his pants completely off and we are both totally naked, I grabbed his cock and bit the side of his stomach... hard! I heard him let out a gasp followed by a soft whine. I noticed his pale flat stomach sinking in and out quickly over and over as his breathing pattern picked up. I bit down harder still and taste the warm metallic of his blood in my mouth as I hear another gasp followed by a whimper. He did nothing but stand still.

I stand up still gripping his hard exposed cock in my hand as my eyes met with his that are more devilish now than ever...

"But Frank, Gabe is a tall sexy blonde, that's something you could never be." he smirks as he shakes his head slowly, tauntingly.

In complete fury I raise my hand again and bring it viciously across the same side of his face, hearing his jaw crack just a bit. When he stands up strait again, his lips bleeding down his chin, he goes to say something else before I slam my mouth over his. Sucking the blood off those luscious lips and invading his entire mouth, I hear him begin a soft groan that I quickly suppress with my tongue as far down his throat as I can get it until he gags once. Once I think I've tasted ever speck of saliva off every tiny tooth of his I lean back and look at him.

"Be sure not to loose Gabe's number because.." he squints his eyes "..he is going to do things to me that you've never even.."

His words were cut off completely by my hands now both wrapped around his throat and squeezing. I hear him let out a squeak and I squeeze even harder. Whatever I have to do to silence him now and this is working perfectly. I watch as he grasps my arms and opens and closes his mouth over and over trying to speak and breathe. I marvel at the silence I've caused from those hellatious things he had insisted on spouting.

After a few moments lost in my malice, I release with only one hand, the other still gripping his throat, as I reach up under him. I pull his leg up over mine as I rest mine on the table beside us.

Him holding my arm that is still controlling his oxygen intake, he balances on one leg as his other is trapped over my own. I watch as he struggles for air and I release just a bit. He seems able to partially catch his breath and soon his eyes dim again in that evil look. I squeeze my fingers around his throat once again, slamming his head against the wall until he gets the picture.

"Shut the fuck up Gerard!" I spit on his face as the words come out. I lean in causing our legs to go up higher with my foot still planted on the table. I glide my free hand softly under his naked soft leg up to the firm mound of his ass. I watch his eyes widen as I jam my dry finger strait all the way through his entrance up into his tight warmth. His eyes meet with mine and I see the shock present in them. I'm never forceful with Gerard. I slide the finger back down before shoving it back up again and feel him quivering all around me. His eyes only lighting up momentarily this time though. The next time I skip the second finger and just use three. His eyes grow wide and pleading with mine until I release his throat and watch him catch his breath. Once he finally does, he looks up at me pure malice in his voice.

"I wonder if Gabe can do it better."

I throw my body against his and grip his red locks between my fingers. Yanking his head back I sink my teeth in his already abused, finger printed throat. I hear a raspy moan come up but I sink my teeth in further before it escapes his mouth, turning it into a complete loud whimper that almost sounds like a cry for help. His blood pooling in my mouth and I know I've bit him probably a bit too hard but it shut him the fuck up.

I continue finger fucking his tender hole feeling a slight blood trail trickle down my fingers as I violently grab his leaking erection. I feel his body folding over to mine in pleasure. I squeeze his cock hard and begin pumping it viciously as he lays his head on my shoulder. "Oh god oh fuck Frank oh my fucking oh oh AH", his breathing begins to come in shorter and shorter gasps as his hands squeezes the skin of my back under my arms.

I lick circles between the punctured skin my teeth are still sunk into and suck in as much flesh and blood as I can get into my mouth. "Oh Frank oh fuck I .. ungffffuck!"

I feel his orgasm only mere milliseconds away and I retract my teeth from his neck, stop my fingers leaving them buried deep in his ass, and halt all motion of my hand encircled around his length.

He leans back and looks agonizingly into my eyes, yearning for more, begging for me to finish him. I refuse.

"Frank oh fuck please!" he gasps in small breaths trying to fuck himself into my hand but I loosen my grip.

"Please what?"

"Please.. please fuck me!"

"Fuck you? Thought you wanted him for that?"

"No Frank! No! Not him! You! Only you! Please oh god pleeeeease Frank! I need you! I want you and ONLY you!"

Upon hearing my name again I pull my fingers out and use both hands to yank his needy body up and press myself into him resting him against the wall. He immediately throws his other leg around me and locks both as he kisses my shoulder, my neck, my cheek.

Before he reaches my lips, I pull a hand up and shove his back against the wall. He eyes me appallingly and still wanting. "Don't you EVER kiss or touch or even talk about another guy EVER again Gerard Way, you are MINE!"

He nods his head, his eyes begging mine as he pants heavily. I see the soft trail of blood still sliding down his throat bruised in the shape of my teeth. I grip myself in one hand and his hip in the other and feel his body stiffen as I shove my entire pre-come soaked cock into him completely.

His arms go over my shoulder and he cries out as I clamp my teeth into a different spot on his neck with just as much force as before, inflicting just as much, if not more pain. I lift him up again, fingers gripping his firm ass before I mercilessly slam him back down on my cock again as hard as humanly possible. "Oh fuuuuck yes! God dAMNIT!" he moans like a two dollar whore. MY two dollar whore!

His tight walls of muscle clinch around my length as I continued lifting him and bringing him back down with as much force as I can as my thrusts meet him half way. Each time, being buried deep deep inside. I bite my lip to hear him and only him as he continues moaning and then screaming my name. I let out a hiss as nails dig up my back, I know leaving jagged blood trails in their place. I hiss again, teeth buried harder in his tender neck and he clinches his muscles around my throbbing cock so tight it hurts! It's all I can do at this point not to reach the point of my own orgasm.

I suck up the last bit of blood I'm going to get out of that wound and remove my teeth letting him lean back against the wall. He looks dazed at me as I'm focused in on him and the pleasure I must inflict on him now to prove myself better than anyone else.

Pounding and leaking into him rough and viciously, I continue pounding straight into his most sensitive ball of nerves and hear him let out a strangled gasp each time. I grasp his cock in my hand and squeeze it, watching him arch his head and back into the wall, exposing the blood trail and bruises that mark him mine and mine alone.

As I jerk him, my own thrusts meeting in time with my hand motions and he lets out unstoppable screams of my name over and over from his wet lips as warm ropes of come squirt all over his chest and then mine soaking us both as I tilt his cock towards him and then me to finish him.

He finally screams out that he loves me and the veracity of that and the muscles that clamp around me causes me to reach my own climax. I peak and begin to let out a muffled scream before he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to him. I bite down again on his shoulder this time and feel him sqeeze those hot muscles around me once more as every bit of fluid I own is now shooting inside of him, nailing him straight in the prostate again as he squeezes me hard and lets out a whimpering scream again. More fluid leaking onto my stomach.

I continue rocking into him for a few moments as the last of our moans begin to die down slowly in each other's mouth's and his evil tongue has never tasted so sweet massaging mine. His last moan letting me know that the voice that everyone hears and lusts after, belongs to me as well as the rest of his body and soul.

I let him down easily as I slide down to the floor beside him. His devious grin returning as he looks at me and I don't know if my heart can take another blow of jealousy. He reaches behind him for the piece of paper and brings it up between us. I stare into his eyes and gulp down dry air in fear of the words to come. He sees me still panting and gripping my chest painfully to hear his words and he places a soft kiss on my lips before ripping the paper into several pieces and throwing it across the room.

"I prefer short tattooed brunettes."