Picking up the Pieces

He cradled my head within his hands as he slowly dove his tongue further into my throat. In that moment, I could feel a sensation. One I had never felt before. It was a warm, wet feeling. Was this the time to take Gerard's clothes off? I wanted to do this, because I could. I had the choice to do this and I was going to make the right choice.. The light gray sheets of his bed were a good canvas to be intertwined with Gerard on. Frank's bed was lavish while Gerard's was simple. I liked Gerard's better, it reminded me of the one I slept in at the orphanage. Gerard was wearing a pair of navy pajama pants and a loose, white, semi-transparent pajama shirt. I didn't really care about what Gerard was wearing, he wasn't going to be wearing anything in a just a few seconds.


I reached around and stroked his stomach. Doing this instantly gave him a reaction, but not the one I wanted. He yanked his tongue out of my throat so fast it hurt. He still kept his hands on my waist, though. Joy."Sadie, what are you doing?" he said, confused and hurt. What did he mean by that? I wanted to be with him, that's what I wanted. I wanted him. "Are you okay with this?" I asked him. "Yeah, it's fine. It's just, um..." he trailed off. "It's just what?" I asked him. "It's just, no girl has ever wanted me. I'm a virgin, I've never had sex before." he said, embarrassed. Amazing. He was so gorgeous, how was he still a virgin? "Would you like to... not be a virgin?" I said sweetly to him. "You don't have to do this." he said. "But I want to do this. I was a virgin until yesterday, but since Frank didn't ask for my permission, it wasn't sex. I don't know what it was, but it wasn't pretty.Gerard, when I first saw you, I wanted to hug you. When I first hugged you, I wanted to kiss you, and now that we've kissed-" I stopped to hug him "- I want to be with you, but I only want to if you're okay with it." I said to him. He looked frazzled and confused. "Yeah, yeah I'm okay with that" he said. I slowly pulled down his navy pajama pants. He was wearing plaid boxers underneath. I noticed he was shaking. "Gerard, are you okay?" I asked him. " I'm fine." he said with a smile on his face.. I continued. I slowly pulled his shirt of.


How cute, he had no tattoos on his chest or arms. I stroked his chest. He trembled. I giggled. I kissed his neck just a bit and he instantly moaned and chuckled. I pulled back to speak to him. "Okay, you're turn. Can you take my clothes off?" I asked him. "A-Are you sure?" he asked me. I softly kissed his lips and spoke, "I'm sure."



He swallowed nervously and stepped back "Um, could you stand up?'' he said awkwardly. "Of course" I said. He helped me out of the bed. I stood up on his hard, wooden, bedroom floor. He gasped for air in his boxers as he politely undid the ribbon bow on the back of my dress. He was slow to slide the dress of off my shoulders. "It's okay, you can go faster." He didn't respond. "What am I doing?!" he said as he stepped away from me.

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