Boys in The Band

**Chase's POV**
What the fuck was I doing? I can't do this. That would be cheating. Plus, Gerard is passed out in the bed beside us, what if he wakes up or needs to vomit?
Wait.
I'm drunk! It doesn't matter!
I kissed him back. His lips were soft, but he reacted to the kiss a bit more vigorous than I expected. His hands went straight to my hair, fingers intertwining with the tangled strands. I tried to pull away, but he pushed me right back and kissed me some more, tongue sliding into my mouth. He tasted like full-strength beer and lust. I let out a soft moan. I have never been held or kissed like this. Usually, Bob just wanted sex and hurt me in the process. Mikey was so much more gentle and passionate.

We rolled over, Mikey ran his hands up and down; form my collarbone to my thighs that were snug in my skinny jeans. Without thinking, I pulled off his glasses and beanie. His shirt was next. For a guy as thin as he was, he had excellent muscle tone. He had the V thing guys get and everything was softly sculpted. He slid his hands under my shirt and pulled it over my head, reveling the bra then Bob hated.

Next came Mikey's jeans. Fucking dammit, he was wearing one of those box-frame buckles that were a bitch to unclip and even more of a bitch to slid off. I reached down and fumbled with the buckle until he chuckled and pulled on the buckle, shaking it loose. As I undid his fly, our lips collided into another passionate kiss. His fingers were trailing down my tummy as I pulled down his jeans, he did the same with mine. They were tight so it took a lot of wiggling to finally get them off and onto the floor.

Gerard stirred in his bed. Mikey and I held our breath as he rolled over to face away from us. Mikey and I both snickered and continued our drunken nooky. He kicked off his jeans and laid his warm body on top of mine in another kiss.

*Mikey's POV**
I woke up, sun was peering through the window, a direct beam to my eyes. I tried to roll over but realized my arm was trapped under something heavy. I opened both eyes and saw a girl in my bed. I pulled my arm from under her and sat up. Just as I did so, she woke up, took a look at me and hugged the sheets to her chest, "Oh my God! No- this is....." She stammered.
"Yeah, no. Of course, we never.."
She looked down at herself. Yep. she was not wearing anything.
I rubbed my temples, "Oh fuck."
She was clearly panicking, wide eyes and an awkward smile. Well, she just cheated on Bob and I assisted her.
"Chase, I am so sorry. This shouldn't have happened..." I said as she sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed pieces of clothing off of the floor. All I had on were my boxers. I too, scrambled for clothes. I slipped on a t-shirt and my jeans form last night and sat up again. She had her bra and jeans on.
"Chase..." I began, she looked at me and covered her shoulders with the shirt she was wearing yesterday. "Where did all of those bruises come from?" I breathed, laying a hand on her shoulder and lifting up the side of her shirt, reveling two large bruises on her pale skin.
She smacked my hand away and pulled her shirt back down, "It's nothing, just got into an accident." She said glancing at me and standing back up, wiggling into her jeans properly.
I noticed her makeup had rubbed off... onto my face. I caught a peek at a cut in her lip and the bruising around it, "Chase! Oh my God, who did that to you!?" I was almost crying. She was such a sweet girl with so much kindness to give, how could anyone do that to her?
She sat on the side of the bed beside me, "Bob did it." She sobbed.
I pulled her close, "Oh my God..."

Notes

I'm such a tease! Just when it was getting good ;)
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