All That's Left Of Yesterday
Partners in crime will leave their mark
Gerard's P.O.V.
I stare at Mikey. Did that really just happen? He really just kissed me? Shock fills me up. Because this is wrong, this shouldn't be happening. But mainly because I WANT it to happen. I felt so good, so right.
"I'm sorry," Mikey mutters. "I'll go." He stands up and goes to leave but I jump up and grab his arm. My heart thumps as Mikey stares at me wide-eyed. I open my mouth, searching for words I don't have. In the end I give up on words and show him what I feel. I pull him towards me and press our lips together again.
My fingers tangle in his hair and I melt into the kiss as he runs his tongue along my lips. I part them; my breath catches as our tongues meet.
After a couple of minutes we break apart, catching our breath.
"Wha-what was that for?" he breathes. I just smile and shrug. Mikey looks at me, a cheeky grin crossing his face before he pushes me against my bedroom wall, fiercely kissing me again.
I feel Mikey grab my wrists and he pins my arms above my head. I struggle against him but I actually am really turned on by the lack of control; it feels good having Mikes as the dominant one for once. His mouth moves from mine and my head rolls back as his lips find my neck, his tongue running along it.
"What the..." The voice rings loud and clear from the doorway. Mikey freezes in front of me, he doesn't turn to look but his hands clench tighter to my wrists. I slowly open my eyes and... Shit!
"Frank! Fuck! Drop the fucking gun Frank!"
I stare at Mikey. Did that really just happen? He really just kissed me? Shock fills me up. Because this is wrong, this shouldn't be happening. But mainly because I WANT it to happen. I felt so good, so right.
"I'm sorry," Mikey mutters. "I'll go." He stands up and goes to leave but I jump up and grab his arm. My heart thumps as Mikey stares at me wide-eyed. I open my mouth, searching for words I don't have. In the end I give up on words and show him what I feel. I pull him towards me and press our lips together again.
My fingers tangle in his hair and I melt into the kiss as he runs his tongue along my lips. I part them; my breath catches as our tongues meet.
After a couple of minutes we break apart, catching our breath.
"Wha-what was that for?" he breathes. I just smile and shrug. Mikey looks at me, a cheeky grin crossing his face before he pushes me against my bedroom wall, fiercely kissing me again.
I feel Mikey grab my wrists and he pins my arms above my head. I struggle against him but I actually am really turned on by the lack of control; it feels good having Mikes as the dominant one for once. His mouth moves from mine and my head rolls back as his lips find my neck, his tongue running along it.
"What the..." The voice rings loud and clear from the doorway. Mikey freezes in front of me, he doesn't turn to look but his hands clench tighter to my wrists. I slowly open my eyes and... Shit!
"Frank! Fuck! Drop the fucking gun Frank!"
11/1/13