Tales of a Chemical Romance

Walking back to the buses after a gig, you and Frank started goofing off, tossing your waters at each other. After a good 15 minutes, you both were sopping wet. You, however, were soaked.

"God damn it, Frank, I'm soaked!" you laughed, wiping your hands on his shoulders.
"Are you really?" he growled, pinning you to the side of the bus.
His eyes had fixated on you, a mix of lust and passion in his orbs. You lost your ability to speak for a while and let out a small squeal as his lips attached to your neck.

Finally, you got a hold of yourself and pushed him off, laughing. "Get to bed, Iero."
"Alright," he chuckled, grabbing your waist from behind, pulling you on to his bus.
"What are you doing?" you laughed, slapping his shoulders.
"Going to bed."
"I meant with me!"
"Well," he groaned, tossing you in his bunk. "I'm not gonna fuck you outside in front of everyone on tour. I'm a gentleman."
Again, you laughed, not taking him seriously. "Yeah, like I wanna fuck you, Frank."
"You're saying you don't?" he tried you, slipping his hand under your waistband of your panties under your jeans. He leaned down and whispered in your ear, nipping at your neck. "Because something tells me you do."

You let out a small whimper, knotting your fingers in his hair. Your breath hitched as he slid his middle finger inside of you. On instinct, your hips started to grind against his hand. You couldn't help it. It just felt.. so right. Frank growled in your ear as your hand immediately found his crotch and started palming him through his jeans. He pulled his hand out from your pants and sucked his fingers, smacking his lips. He unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them off of you quickly, moving his head between your thighs. He pulled the rest of the curtain shut and slipped your panties down with his teeth, making your squirm. Soon, his tongue was grazing your throbbing clit as his fingers worked in and out of your pussy. 20 minutes later, his lips and chin were covered in your sweetness and he wore a look of pure ecstasy on his face.

He pushed his jeans down and pulled his boxers down to his ankles. He pulled away from you, reaching back to grab a condom out of Mikey's bunk. He slipped it on and started kissing you softly, his tongue grazing your teeth. You moaned and started to jerk him off slowly, smiling against his lips as his thighs shuddered. You pulled on his hips, bumping yours against his.

"Now, Frank, or I'm leaving," you growled.
Frank pulled away from you and stared down at your face. "So fucking hostile."
"You like it," you laughed, watching as he slipped inside of you. "Oh my god."
"Oh my god-- You're so fucking tight, y/n." he moaned out, gripping his sheets in his hands.
"Mmmhmmm?" you whimpered, closing your eyes as your head tilted back.

An hour later, you lie together in his bunk, covered in sweat and smiles. You were starting to fall asleep when you thought it'd be a good idea to head back to your own bus. You tried prying his arm off of you subtly but he got the hint.

"You're not going anywhere, sugar tits."
"I have to! They'll know we fucked, Iero," you laughed.
"They're gonna know regardless, man. Might as well just stay here and avoid the gaze of Bob."
You laughed and agreed, knowing that Bob would give you an endless amount of shit for this.

But that could wait until tomorrow.

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