October’s POV

“Hey hot stuff, looks like you found me, want your prize?

I winked at him, I couldn’t help but let out a small giggle at the stunned look on his face, if he’s actually been looking for me, he’s been looking for about an hour and a half. Honestly I wasn’t that hard to find, I mean I’ve been sitting with his friends the whole time apparently, the only time I wasn’t here was when I went out for a smoke.

“You two know each other?” Mikey asked looking between me and Gerard.

“Oh, me and Gerard go way back.” I joked.

“How do you know my name? I thought it would ruin what we had.” He smirks

“Good ole Mikey here has been taking about you none stop, in-between sucking Lili’s face off of course,” I turned and smirked at Lili then, who blushed and hid behind her hair.
At this point Gerard decided to slide into the booth next to me laying both his arms on top of the seat and placing his right ankle over his left knee. He turned towards me and just stared, it wasn’t awkward or anything like that, he was studying me, I could tell, it something I like to do too, try and figure someone out through their eyes, choices of clothing, smile, actions.

“So, do I get to know your name then, since I did find you?” he asked, laying his head back on the plush pink seats. I'm not gonna lie, he looked adorable, his snow white hair sticking up all over the place, his hazel eyes- bright and intriguing, his cheeks slightly rosy and his child-like teeth on display slightly from the gum he was chewing.
I couldn’t help it, I had to do something, he looked too cute.
I leaned in close to his ear, so close that he could feel my breath, and then I planted a sweet kiss to his cheek before whispering into his ear “October.” I lingered there for a second, just to tease him a little more before slipping away and laying back in y seat turning my head to face him, a light blush now covered his face and a delicate smile graced his lips.
Then I started laughing which broke his trance. Where I’d kissed him there was left a bright red lipstick mark “What?” he asked.
“Oh nothing, don’t worry about it Sweetheart.” I said placing my hand on his thigh. He looked down at it, but didn’t say anything so I just left it there.

As the night rolled on more drinks came to the table (Gerard still with his orange juice and Coke Zero’s) I was feeling quite a buzz after my fifth vodka, I am anything but a lightweight, I could drink a fifty year old football fan under the table. I realised my hand was still on Gerard’s thigh, and a dirty little idea climbed into my head.
I looked over at the others to catch where the conversation was, lucky for me Gerard was talking to his brother about something about and album or something, perfect.
I looked like I was listening to them as I slowly crept my hand up his leg making sure to dig my nails in enough for him to feel them, but not enough to hurt.
I turned to him to see his reaction, his eyes were wide and he was stuttering. Ha, its working.

“You alright bro?” Mikey asked looking worried

“Y-yeah, uh, I-I’m alright, b-but you were saying about the chord progression?”
Hmm, he seems used to it now, better up my game, I raised my hand even higher, not quite touching his crotch but close enough to make him nervous. I looked back at his face and he seemed to be sweating a little but other than that and the slight nervous look he would throw towards my hand, he seemed fine, so I began tracing circles into his thigh with my finger, brushing his dick ever so slightly occasionally. Now this made him jump, literally, I think he might have squealed a little too, perfect.

“You sure you're okay man? You're sweating and you seem a little jumpy.” Ray asked.

“Yeah, you sure you're okay?” I asked cockily, leaning my elbow on the table and propping my head up with my hand, still drawing continuous circles and deliberately brushing against his manhood every time. He threw a glare in my direction before looking back over at Ray.

“U-Uhuh, U-um, it’s J-just um… It’s hot in here, a-and I- Ooh!” he moaned out as my hand decided to get bored of circles and decided to just go for it and straight up grabbed him, massaging him through his jeans. Everyone, including me, give him a ‘what the fuck?’ look, I couldn’t let on that it was me making him act like this. I applied more pressure to what my hand was doing and he just seemed to fall apart.
“S-sorry, it’s just, I-I, uh, oh god.” He couldn’t even form words; I hid the deviant and triumphant smirk on my face with a fake yawn.
I felt sorry for him a bit, his friends probably thought he was having a stroke. I decided to play one more trick.
I started, teasingly slowly, pulling down his zipper, making sure to brush against him as I did. His fists clenched as well as his jaw and he gave me a look that said both ‘I’m gonna kill you’ and ‘just you fucking wait’ It excited me to be honest, I decided now was the time to stop.

“Well I’m going for a cigarette, anyone coming?” I got a chorus on no’s in return and a death glare from Gerard, I gave him a wink and strutted off towards the smoking area, making sure to sway my hips as I walked away because I knew he was watching.
I am good.

The smoking area was deserted, it was one of the moments where the song ‘all by myself’ comes into your head, I giggled at the thought and quickly smoked my cigarette, it was getting fucking cold man. I threw the end away and walked back through the doors into the club. As I was walking along the dimly lit passage way to get back to the main club area something, or someone rather, pushed me up against the wall and pinned my arms down by my side. I was about to ask what the fuck he thought he was doing but he beat me to it.

“Do you think what you did back there was funny?” He growled into my ear. Gerard.

“Why hello there hot stuff, is there a reason you have me pinned to the wall?”

“Actually yes, because of you, I’ve just been trying to hide my hard on for the past fifteen minutes, now do you really expect me to let you get away with that sugar?”

“I assure you sure, I don’t know what you mean.” I smirked, playing fake innocence.

“Oh really? Let me show you then” His voice was husky and sexy as hell. The next thing I knew his lips were on my neck, biting and sucking me into submission. This isn’t okay, nobody ever finds my sweet spot, there is only one certain place on my neck that when you kiss and bite and do whatever to it, that it feels good, nobody knows where it is except me and my ex, and he’s found it first try.

“Hmm,” I let out a small noise of pleasure and I felt him smirk against my skin, asshole. Alright two can play at this game. Conveniently, he’d let go of my arms and placed his hands low on my waist, so I found the bottom of his shirt and slipped my hands just under the hem, teasing his skin with my nails as he kept working on my neck, making it extremely hard to concentrate and to keep my legs steady. I ran my hands up his back feeling the heat radiating from his skin.
I was teasing the skin on the back of his shoulders when he suddenly bit down hard on THAT spot and I let out an extremely loud moan, dragging my nails all the way down his back.

“Ungh!” He groaned biting his lip and throwing his head back, his fingers digging into my side, well I'm guessing he liked that. He looked into my eyes, breathing heavily, eyes full of lust and want.

“You’re coming home with me. Now.” His voice was low and husky, and full of the same emotions his eyes were, how could I refuse?

Notes

Getting better at updating, expect a few withing the next two weeks ;)
But anyway I'm currently in the USA.
Told you I travel a lot, wrote this on the plane on my way here.
But yeah, Disney Land tomorrow (Yes I'm in Florida)
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