My Brother-In-Law
CHAPTER OCHO-EIGHT
I trotted down the stairs and out the front door. Slipping on my glasses while putting my phone in my back pocket. I swing my jacket over my shoulder and begin my walk down the street to the Starbucks a few blocks away. I quickly look back at the house, to see Gerard looking down at me through the bedroom window. I give him a flirty little wave and turn continuing my path.
I was still achingly hard from teasing Gerard and even though I wanted him just as bad, I would not give in. No, his earlier words hurt so now he was gonna have to work for it. Meaning that I was going to find out just how long I could hold out against that beautiful specimen of a man. Meanwhile to satisfy myself and to fuck with Gee, I was going to meet up with his cute younger brother. I had texted him quickly to move our encounter to this afternoon instead of tonight. He had quickly replied and agreed to my request.
I walk into the coffee shop chain and let the aroma fill my senses. I quickly order myself a strawberry Frappuccino with a shot of hazelnut syrup. (A/N that shit rocks it taste like Captain Crunch cereal.) I take a seat at the back of the shop, waiting for my name to be called
“Frank!
They yell as if I was across the fucking country. I mumble a thank you and walk back to my seat only to find it occupied by Mikey Way himself. He grins at me slyly and gestures for me to sit next to him on the opposite seat. Smiling I plant myself in his lap adjusting myself on him until I feel him hard. Sharing my drink until we reach the bottom, slurping it loudly. Once it’s all gone I take the straw and suck off all the remaining whipped cream. He gives a quiet little moan from the show I am giving. I smirk and push my hips down a little to feel him grow a bit harder under my movement.
His eyes glaze over and he brings our lips together into a lusty kiss. He just manages to slip his tongue inside my mouth, when we hear a small noise like one of surprise. Just in front of us there is a girl with a blush darkening her features, wiping down the small coffee table. He gives a small chuckle and stands up helping me up and off his lap. Taking my hand he leads me to the car, unlocking the car doors. I hop in and feel his hand already on my thigh, along with his lips attached to my neck. I gasp at the feeling, the sensations arousing me in little time. I lean back from his touch to speak and get a hand to the back of my head forcing our mouths together. I go with it until we pull apart both gasping for air.
“Wanna go to the movies?”
He asks suggestively with a little smug look playing across his face. I nod yes while strapping on my seatbelt, while he tears down the street recklessly making sharp turns and sudden stops. We get there and get two tickets for This Is the End. We make our way into the theatre armed with a bag of skittles and packet of red vines. We take our seats all the way at the back in the top right corner, where we had a great view of whoever were to walk in. The previews begin to play as we open our sweet treats. The movie gets in about 10 minutes before we attack each other once again.
He grows frustrated with our distance of mere inches, and flips up the arm rest, pulling me into his lap crushing our bodies together. We continue our searing kiss not having broken it through our adjustment of our positions. I move down to his neck and start to kiss and bite leaving little red marks. He pulls my head back by my hair roughly, bringing his own mouth to my neck biting down hard on one spot, likely leaving a glaringly red spot compared to the small ones I left on him. I didn’t mind though thinking of the feelings it would bring out in Gerard when he saw Mikeys attempt to claim me. I pull away and move myself back onto my seat leaving him looking desperate
I point at the older couple at the front of the theatre pretending to want to be considerate even though I could care less. He glares at me, grabbing my hand and placing it on the bulge in his jeans. I let it lie there applying no pressure until he rest his hand on top of mine pushing down. He continues this until the movie ends, when he sees the credits begin to roll he jumps up from his seat with my hand still in his. I pull him back down and mention that I think there is a bonus scene at the end that I want to wait to see. Watching his face pained from his little ‘problem’ out of the corner of my eye while he waits for the credits to end. I wait for all the credits to roll and feign disappointment when there is no bonus scene. I slowly get up and make my way down the steps, making sure to swing my hips for him. I hear a slight growl behind me and feel hands on my waist pushing me towards the door under the glowing exit sign. Once outside he tries running towards the car with me but I immediately protest claiming im tired. He just grabs me by the waist and flings me over his shoulder, carrying me to the car. He opens the car door puts me in and runs to his side, jumps in and peels out of the parking lot. I look out the window and see the sun beginning to set making me notice just how late it was. I begin to worry cause I really didn’t need Gerard to think that I got killed or something while I was out. Imagine how that conversation would go over with my family, “Yeah I was trying to get in his pants he said no, left and now I don’t know where he is. He does give amazing head though maybe we can use that in his description.”
“We need to go home before Gerard gets worried, I didn’t tell him I was leaving.”
“But, what about…”
He says glancing down at himself, then looking back up at me with a desperate look in his eyes.
“I just said we need to get home I never said you couldn’t stay and have a little bit of fun.”
I say suggestively, adding a little wink at the end. The worry on his face turns into a huge grin as he presses down onto the gas pedal, running countless red lights, and almost ending our lives multiple times. I giggle at his eagerness and get whiplash when he suddenly stops. I glare at him and he just looks at me sheepishly, saying sorry with his eyes. I roll my eyes and get out of the car heading up to the house. I grab his hand while I open the door quietly not wanting to alert Gerard to our presence. We enter and start to make our way to my room, tripping on the stairs in our rush. Giggling quietly we reach my room and lock the door behind us. I send Gerard a short text telling him I’ll be home later and then turn off my phone. We embrace each other once again and fall to my bed stripping ourselves of our clothing. Letting our quiet moans blend into the night.
I was still achingly hard from teasing Gerard and even though I wanted him just as bad, I would not give in. No, his earlier words hurt so now he was gonna have to work for it. Meaning that I was going to find out just how long I could hold out against that beautiful specimen of a man. Meanwhile to satisfy myself and to fuck with Gee, I was going to meet up with his cute younger brother. I had texted him quickly to move our encounter to this afternoon instead of tonight. He had quickly replied and agreed to my request.
I walk into the coffee shop chain and let the aroma fill my senses. I quickly order myself a strawberry Frappuccino with a shot of hazelnut syrup. (A/N that shit rocks it taste like Captain Crunch cereal.) I take a seat at the back of the shop, waiting for my name to be called
“Frank!
They yell as if I was across the fucking country. I mumble a thank you and walk back to my seat only to find it occupied by Mikey Way himself. He grins at me slyly and gestures for me to sit next to him on the opposite seat. Smiling I plant myself in his lap adjusting myself on him until I feel him hard. Sharing my drink until we reach the bottom, slurping it loudly. Once it’s all gone I take the straw and suck off all the remaining whipped cream. He gives a quiet little moan from the show I am giving. I smirk and push my hips down a little to feel him grow a bit harder under my movement.
His eyes glaze over and he brings our lips together into a lusty kiss. He just manages to slip his tongue inside my mouth, when we hear a small noise like one of surprise. Just in front of us there is a girl with a blush darkening her features, wiping down the small coffee table. He gives a small chuckle and stands up helping me up and off his lap. Taking my hand he leads me to the car, unlocking the car doors. I hop in and feel his hand already on my thigh, along with his lips attached to my neck. I gasp at the feeling, the sensations arousing me in little time. I lean back from his touch to speak and get a hand to the back of my head forcing our mouths together. I go with it until we pull apart both gasping for air.
“Wanna go to the movies?”
He asks suggestively with a little smug look playing across his face. I nod yes while strapping on my seatbelt, while he tears down the street recklessly making sharp turns and sudden stops. We get there and get two tickets for This Is the End. We make our way into the theatre armed with a bag of skittles and packet of red vines. We take our seats all the way at the back in the top right corner, where we had a great view of whoever were to walk in. The previews begin to play as we open our sweet treats. The movie gets in about 10 minutes before we attack each other once again.
He grows frustrated with our distance of mere inches, and flips up the arm rest, pulling me into his lap crushing our bodies together. We continue our searing kiss not having broken it through our adjustment of our positions. I move down to his neck and start to kiss and bite leaving little red marks. He pulls my head back by my hair roughly, bringing his own mouth to my neck biting down hard on one spot, likely leaving a glaringly red spot compared to the small ones I left on him. I didn’t mind though thinking of the feelings it would bring out in Gerard when he saw Mikeys attempt to claim me. I pull away and move myself back onto my seat leaving him looking desperate
I point at the older couple at the front of the theatre pretending to want to be considerate even though I could care less. He glares at me, grabbing my hand and placing it on the bulge in his jeans. I let it lie there applying no pressure until he rest his hand on top of mine pushing down. He continues this until the movie ends, when he sees the credits begin to roll he jumps up from his seat with my hand still in his. I pull him back down and mention that I think there is a bonus scene at the end that I want to wait to see. Watching his face pained from his little ‘problem’ out of the corner of my eye while he waits for the credits to end. I wait for all the credits to roll and feign disappointment when there is no bonus scene. I slowly get up and make my way down the steps, making sure to swing my hips for him. I hear a slight growl behind me and feel hands on my waist pushing me towards the door under the glowing exit sign. Once outside he tries running towards the car with me but I immediately protest claiming im tired. He just grabs me by the waist and flings me over his shoulder, carrying me to the car. He opens the car door puts me in and runs to his side, jumps in and peels out of the parking lot. I look out the window and see the sun beginning to set making me notice just how late it was. I begin to worry cause I really didn’t need Gerard to think that I got killed or something while I was out. Imagine how that conversation would go over with my family, “Yeah I was trying to get in his pants he said no, left and now I don’t know where he is. He does give amazing head though maybe we can use that in his description.”
“We need to go home before Gerard gets worried, I didn’t tell him I was leaving.”
“But, what about…”
He says glancing down at himself, then looking back up at me with a desperate look in his eyes.
“I just said we need to get home I never said you couldn’t stay and have a little bit of fun.”
I say suggestively, adding a little wink at the end. The worry on his face turns into a huge grin as he presses down onto the gas pedal, running countless red lights, and almost ending our lives multiple times. I giggle at his eagerness and get whiplash when he suddenly stops. I glare at him and he just looks at me sheepishly, saying sorry with his eyes. I roll my eyes and get out of the car heading up to the house. I grab his hand while I open the door quietly not wanting to alert Gerard to our presence. We enter and start to make our way to my room, tripping on the stairs in our rush. Giggling quietly we reach my room and lock the door behind us. I send Gerard a short text telling him I’ll be home later and then turn off my phone. We embrace each other once again and fall to my bed stripping ourselves of our clothing. Letting our quiet moans blend into the night.
REALLY? Omg, I LOVE that one.. Can't wait! ;D xo
11/6/14