Our tongues were swirling together, almost every inch of my skin bare and pressing against his shirt and jeans, this was gonna kill me in the best possible way.
Instead of the table he dropped me on the bed, the mattress sinking beneath us with him instantly holding himself above me.

He kissed my neck, sucking on my skin for a moment before trailing kisses down my chest, to the edge of my panties and up again.
His breath on my skin felt like it'd make me go insane and I wanted to beg him to stop yet at the same time wanted more.

More kisses rained down on me, each one getting dangerously close to my nipple before moving away.
The whole time I'd expected him to just have his way with me and that's it but it was turning out he was a lot different than I'd thought.

He ran his hands up my legs. "Do you know what I like about this place?" He asked, his voice sounding low and husky.

"No," I gasped as he ran his tongue along my collar bone and up my neck.
How I can still be alive beats me and we haven't even gotten to the good part yet and my heartbeat is out of control.

"Well the music is always playing loud," his hand was now on the inside of my thigh and I sighed quietly.
"So you don't have to..." his hand touched my panty covered crotch applying the slightest pressure, making me whimper, he smiled, "...be quiet" he finished, moving one of his fingers in a circle, I moaned.
If I'd been standing up I would have fallen on the ground.

"Oh hell yes," I breathed then his mouth was on mine again, biting at my bottom lip and sending waves of pleasure over my skin.
His hand moved faster, the sounds I made seemed to spur him on and heat started to grow in me, making it hard to catch my breath.

The whole time it was the only hand he had on me, trying nothing else, if he did I'm sure I would have died of pleasure and he knew it.
I had no idea what words I was saying, I think it was just sounds but what he was doing to me was better than anything else I've ever experienced in my life.

"Gee," I panted, I wasn't sure whether I was just saying his name or asking something.

"Yes, sugar?" My eyes were closed but I could hear the smirk in his voice, he was enjoying the control he had over me.

"I'm, I'm, gonna, oh god," I didn't want to finish my sentence. I didn't want to say any of the words I knew he had in his mental dictionary of sex talk.
He stopped moving his hand and the throbbing feeling in me died down slightly.

"You bastard," I told him and he chuckled, he wanted me to use those words and he wanted me to join him in Pervert Town, current population, him, with me fast approaching.

"Try using one word. Just one and I'll do something much better than that to you," I sat up and he pushed me back down, my breath huffing out when I hit the mattress.
He bit his lip, suppressing a grin then climbed to the end of the bed, sitting there for a moment before leaning forward and grabbing my panties in his teeth again.

I moaned, "Gee you're killing me."
His dark eyes looked amused but there was still something behind them that I could tell was waiting to be released.

He slowly slid my underwear down my legs and took them off completely, he was still hiding his grin but his breath had sped up.
Maybe if I keep him going like that he'll stop trying to make me beg.
His hands ran up my legs, him moving closer to me again, what's he gonna do? I'm not wearing panties now and uh he's very close.

"My, my, my, darlin' you're so innocent, what are we gonna do with you?" he murmured then kissed my stomach, causing butterflies to attack me.
His hand got higher, so close but not touching and he was completely aware of it, purposely driving me crazy.

"Fucking hell, just please I was so close to cumming." His pupils got bigger and his eyes turned darker, they were practically black and the side I'd seen him restraining was released.

"Bingo," he whispered huskily "that's what I wanted to hear."
He started moving down, leaving a trail of kisses and bite marks from my navel to...

"Oh my fuck!" I gasped, clutching the blankets next to me so hard I could have broken a nail and not even noticed.

At no time have I ever heard gossip about him doing this.
Heat broke out on my skin, my fingers and toes tingling and little currents running through my body.

Everything in me felt like an elastic band stretching tight just waiting to spring back.
"Gerard...oh, oh."

This is it, this is how I die and I'm completely fine with it.
I felt his tongue brush against me a few times and my head spun, I couldn't catch my breath, it kept hitching in my throat.

He's teeth nipped at my skin and the burning sensation got hotter and hotter.
My ears were ringing and I could feel each breath he took, I could hear the music still going on in the music hall and was grateful for it.
He was right about no one being able to hear me.

"I'm...oh fucking hell." There was no way on earth I'd be letting him back off now.
Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, there was nothing else but this moment.

"Gee," I grabbed his hair as I lifted my hips toward him.

"What's up darlin'?" he teased, he was breathing as heavy as I was, "say it for me sugar."

"I'm..."
Oh who cares he's already made me use the word once.

I moaned loudly as the rush of heat took over, "I'm cumming," my whole body shook and I clenched his hair tighter, stars danced before my eyes.

His hands gripped my hips and held me against him as I totally lost control and writhed against him. Everything in me felt like visible bolts of lightning as I shuddered with air barely filling my lungs again after I let out a scream.

I fell limp on the bed as the waves subsided, leaving me all glowy and fuzzy on the inside, my grip on Gee loosening enough for him slide up the bed and lie beside me, he propped himself up on one arm and looked down at me grinning.
My eyelids barely managed to open enough for me to look at him, his hair was sticking up all over the place, huh I was kinda responsible for that.

"Gee?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for that," I slurred, sounding drunk off my face when in reality I was high as a kite after want he'd just done.

"I feel like I'm floating."

"You're welcome darlin', I don't go down often, you're a special case."
That's good then, for me anyway, I don't know how it was for him but he was smiling and obviously enjoyed seeing me lose control or having that control over me - probably both.

"W-Why?" I asked him, barely managing to get the simple word out, I hadn't even moved yet, just done some random twitching.

"You're a virgin, it'll make things easier." Alright then, that was very obliging of him I guess, especially if he didn't have to do it.

"Do you wanna cigarette?" I laughed to myself at the stupid joke and looked at Gee in time to see him smirk a little.

"No, not quite yet. So let's see, I've made you use words you would never have said normally, I know I'm the first to go down on you and despite you seeming completely horrified earlier you are now purring like a kitten so I now have the right to completely defile you." I laughed again, I was in the best mood I've ever been and it'd take a lot to get me this high.

"Unless you want a turn, I could talk you through a beej" he laughed and raised an eyebrow suggestively, but before I could respond he continued, "ok maybe next time, let's just get to the defiling shall we?"

He looked very pleased with himself as he leaned forward, placing himself between my legs and kissing me again. His tongue twined with mine and I lifted my arms up, wrapping them around his neck tangling my fingers into his hair.

He put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me back and away from him before sitting up. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and dragged it off in one quick motion, throwing it across the room and moments later his boots followed. I thought his pants were going next but instead he resumed kissing me, he was teasing me and he was enjoying it.

With Gee over me, putting his hands above my shoulders and holding himself up, looking down at me, I shivered, every nerve in my body buzzing again.
He's not just gorgeous, he's also beautiful and despite the stitch in his brow and the feral gleam in his eyes he looked almost angelic.

Shakily I ran my hands down his smooth, creamy colored stomach, stopping when my fingers reached the waistband of his pants. He lowered himself down and pressed his body against mine, nothing separated us now but his jeans.
His mouth against mine, he sucked suggestively on my tongue for a moment, making me moan and drag in a breath.

I ran my hands over his belt, easily getting it undone and pulling it out before flicking the button open and gliding the zip down. Earlier it'd just been him making an attempt to get us both undressed but now it was my turn, I wanted to him to be naked and I wanted to feel him inside me.
I tugged his jeans down and he kicked them off once they were around his ankles.
He was in just his boxers he turned around and to lie on his back, then took my arm to pull me forward so I'd lift my body over his and sit astride him.

"Gee oh." I could feel him pressing against me through his boxer shorts.
The anticipation was agony.

I thought he'd immediately just have his way with me after that but instead he put his hands on my waist, picking me up slightly and placing me on the bed next to him.
He reached over to his night stand, pulling the top draw open and searching around in it for a moment. He produced a square packet, held it in his teeth and pushed the draw shut.

"I'll presume you have no experience with condoms." He spoke around the silver packet and I shook my head, I've never even bought them let alone needed to learn how to put one on a guy.
He stood up from the bed obviously planning to put it on, he pushed his boxers down and they silently slipped to the floor.

My eyes took in the sight in front of me and I felt my mouth fall open slightly, he's so much bigger than I expected.
I tried to keep a normal expression on my face in case he thought I was either horrified or impressed.
Truth is I was both.

"Holy..." I covered up my mouth and he gave me a devilish grin in response before tearing the packet open.

He took his time putting the condom on, looking like it was intentional so I had even more time to realize just what I was getting myself into.
I have to admit, I was fascinated, every part of him was beautiful and this was all new to me.
If he was giving me a chance to scream 'No' and run for the door, well that just wasn't going to happen.

Gee sat on the bed the beckoned me closer with a finger, the same one he used to point me out in the crowd tonight.

"Come here sugar" he purred and I felt my heart skip a few beats.
I moved closer to him and with only a small gap between us in one quick sweeping move he grabbed me round the waist and pulled me onto his lap.

The only thing separating us now was me holding myself above him.
OK, now I was seriously nervous.

His hand went up the back of my neck and he pulled me closer before pressing his lips against mine, nibbling at my lip and gripping my thigh with his free hand.
"Aw, you're shaking" his voice was so smooth, slightly condescending but calming at the same time.

"Darlin' it's gonna be fine, we can take this real slow and if you want to stop just tell me."
I was still nervous, it wasn't just the fact I knew it might hurt it was the size of him.
I was gonna feel that whether I was a virgin or not.

"Don't overthink this honey, You know what you want," he told me before putting his other hand on my thigh pressing me down slightly, encouraging me.
He was right, I wanted him and I was freaking myself out, I've wanted him to do this to me since the moment I saw him from the crowd.
No, more than that, I wanted to do this with him.

"Just take it easy, relax and let it happen," he murmured to me then cut off my reply with a kiss passionate enough to make me lose my focus on my fears.
He trailed his tongue down my throat, I could feel his teeth against my skin.
He stopped and sucked on my neck.

I knew he was leaving marks that would easily show up tomorrow, but I didn't care.
I relaxed against him, releasing the death grip I had on his shoulders I bent my head down and rested it in the crook of his neck, feeling his dark hair brush against my face.
His arms wound around my waist pulling me closer and I felt him slip inside me.

"Oh god." I wasn't expecting the feeling that shot through my body and it hit me like a ton of bricks.
My breathing sped up immediately, how could something so intimidating feel so damn good?
I moved again, rising and falling this time without his help and I gasped in a breath.

"Fuck," he groaned flinging his head back as I continued to move against him, his fingers moving to my hips and digging in.
Heat was cracking across my skin, so intense.
I moved faster on him lost in the overwhelming sensation of total pleasure and not wanting it to ever stop.

"Gee," I moaned before his lips were on mine, a clashing of tongues and heavy breaths.
I could feel him restraining himself.
"You're holding back on me" I sighed loudly, surprising myself when I heard my own voice sound like a snarl.

"Darlin' you can't handle what I can dish out," he told me, a smile in his voice as he pushed down hard on my hips, holding him against me.

"I think you're all talk." Those words seemed to unlock something in him and before I could say another word he was pinning me down on the mattress.

"I was planning to go easy on you since it your first time but," he shoved into me roughly, a shiver ran through me and I gasped for breath, "if you want it then I'll make you scream."
He moved hard and fast with me being unable to do anything but move against him making random sounds and saying his name over and over.

My nails dug into his shoulders and sweat formed on our skin, my stomach becoming a knot.
Neither of us could focus enough to kiss, the most we were able to do was stare into each other's eyes, his a dark hazel bordering on black.

His breath picked up, now in time with mine and my heart beat so hard I felt like it would explode.
My thoughts and view went fuzzy, his grip on my hips getting tighter, leaving bruises and he slammed into me one last time and made a guttural groaning noise that made my blood run hot.
A blistering warmth ran through me, filling up my whole body and making me feel fuzzy all over.
More stars, more shivers, how can anything on earth feel this good?

I held onto him and heard myself scream his name.
I felt like I just died and went to heaven.

"Oh, Chaos," he relaxed his whole body on mine, breathless, his chest heaving against me.

"It's not Chaos, it's Violet." I don't know why I told him my real name but my blurred brain spoke without me thinking.

"What?"

"My name, it's really Violet," I repeated my name with a sigh, my whole body was still humming, my thoughts and actions didn't seem to match.
I'd never been so relaxed in my life.

"In that case I'm Gerard," he laughed a little as he rolled over, taking me with him so I ended up on my side pressed against him. I was feeling tired and completely worn out in the best possible way.

"Nice to meet you, Gerard," I said leaning over him, a smile on my face. The rough, aggressive impression I'd gotten from him was now gone and he just openly grinned.

"Nice to meet you too, Violet." My smile got wider at hearing him say my real name and I brought my face down, planting a kiss on his mouth.
His hand went to the back on my neck and he pulled me closer returning my kiss. But this kiss was different, not demanding.
Instead it was tender and lingering, then he smiled at me.

"I'm gonna catch some shut eye. Feel free to join me," he said.
Before I could say anything else he slid under the covers.
He lifted the edge of the blankets and threw the condom into a wastebasket beside the bed, then raised the covers higher and smiled, inviting me to slip in beside him.
I felt kinda awkward but still floating and relaxed.

Without a word I climbed into the bed, placing my head on a pillow and automatically curling up, facing away from him. My eyes closed and I took a deep breath, I felt his arm drape heavily around my waist and he moved closer to me.
His body pressed against mine, his breath on the back of my neck.

"You smell so good," he murmured sleepily.

I took another deep breath enjoying the warmth of his body against mine, then another deep breath as I drifted into sleep.

~~~

I woke up to the unfamiliar feeling of someone in the bed next to me but quickly remembered what had happened.
The light from the slowly rising sun climbed in the windows, lighting the room up enough for me to see around.

Gee was fast asleep, his back turned to me and muttering words into the pillow.
He still had his leather glove from last nights show on, the only remaining piece of clothing between the two of us.

His hair was messy, looking knotted and the thought of touching it ran through my head.
He's actually kinda adorable, my heart felt a little fuzzy.

Immediately realizing what I was thinking I knew I couldn't stay here. Things would probably be weird in the harsh light of day and the whole illusion of the moment we'd had before falling asleep last night would be ruined.
I flipped the covers back, cold air hitting my body, I spotted my underwear on the other side of the room.
Actually, clothes were strewn everywhere, the place looked like a battlefield.

I put my hands on the mattress, starting to push myself up.
I should get home.

A hand grabbed my wrist and I turned to see Gerard looking at me, sleep clouding his eyes and his messy hair falling across his face.

"Don't go just yet," he mumbled, he tugged on my hand pulling me back toward him and a small smile escaped from one side of his mouth.

"Please," He added, his hand slipping down and his fingers twining with mine.
His eyes weren't black anymore, they were light hazel, looking almost green.

Slowly I lifted my legs into the bed, dropping my head on the pillow and pulling the blankets up.
He slid close up against me and lay his body half across mine, one arm and one leg pinning me down as if making sure I wouldn't escape.
He sighed and fell back to sleep, I followed.

~~~
Five months later
~~~

Things didn't change much with Gee, he kept up the same routine.
He'd wear his leather jacket, ripped skinny jeans and layers of frayed and ripped inside out T-shirts.
He finished up the show with the same song and would have the same feral look as always.
I'd watch the show and at the end of the night he'd take one very lucky girl back to his apartment.

What had happened between us that time was just a fling, a one night stand between Gee and Chaos.

The only thing that'd truly changed was the audience, the crowd had gotten larger, record producers had showed up and they'd gotten signed.
Tonight was like every other night since then, he was singing the final lyrics of Desolation Row, girls were crowding by the stage, screaming his name like always.

"'Cause right now I can't read too good. Don't send me no letters no. Not unless you're gonna mail them from... Desolation Row!" He screamed into the microphone and I sighed watching him.

The guitars, bass and drums closed up the show, Gee walked to the side of the stage, towards the screaming girls.
He looked at them, crouching down, a grin forming on his lips.

One lucky girl after each show.

He lifted his head, looking to the wings of the stage and standing up.

It was just a one night fling between Gee and Chaos.

He looked to the screaming group of hopeful skanks in front of him, each yelling out completely inappropriate comments.

"I've already picked my girl."

But a long lasting relationship between Gerard and Violet.

Without so much as another glance in their direction he strode into the wings of the stage.

Right over to me.

Where I wait every night.

"Hey, Cinderella," he whispered to me, gently putting a hand under my chin and lifting my head up so I'd look at him.

"Hi, Romeo," I replied, the darkness in his eyes softening as he smiled at me.

He pressed his lips against mine.

I'm a lucky girl, every night.