I'll never let them hurt you, I promise

Frank~~
my eyes flutter open only to see the dankness which surrounds me, where the hell am i? i twist my body as i assume im in a bed and i soon realise i have my am wrapped around another person. shit the same person who kidnapped me from the party. i lift my arm away from the person stomach from where i've been cuddling them, what the hell. my arm peals away from the sweaty top stuck to the persons body and he makes a groan from the loss of contact. i use my now free hand to rub one eye then the other as im still laid on my side. im practically glued to the other figured curled up into the side of the tall curvy figure, its comforting and warm but i feel and smell horrid i need the toilet also.
the body next to me suddenly nudges his hips into me and i soon feel my throbbing erection as he glides against it. god trust me to wake up with a hard on next to a complete stranger, i need to get to the bathroom like now. just as i try to peal my body off of the one next to me he starts to stir in his sleep opening and closing his mouth as if to rehydrate his taste buds but i don't think he's awake so i continue to try and slowly and quietly climb out of the bed.
as i move my chest away from the persons arm he stirs again but this time he turns his head to look at me through sleepy eyes
"Frankie, your awake"
what the fuck, this is Gerard. i can hardly see him as there is no light in here but i recognize the voice now and the smell and everything. what the fuck
i don't even have to time answer before feeling my bladder begging me to go to the toilet and with that i remember my erection which is probably digging into his side. i quickly and too obviously thrust my hips backwards away from Gerard's skin wondering if he felt my bulge.
he giggles slightly and fuck yes i've been caught
"im sorry" i whisper not just talking about my cock which has just been pressed into his skin but also for being a drunk dick.
"for everything" i say before he can answer
"don't be" he whispers still sounding extremely sleepy before turning over to face the wall and i assume he's going back to sleep. with that i climb out the bed and head for the small wash room attached to his bedroom.

i get in there and look down at my body im still wearing the clothes from the party at bobs and i realise how bad i smell. i quickly undo my jeans and pull them down along with my boxers great now i have to try and pee with a boner maybe i should calm myself down before try and gett pee all over the room. i glance at myself in the mirror before peeing looking at my horrible reflection, the red and black eye make up has smudged into one and i look like i've not to black eyes great.
i quickly pee pull my pants back up and wash my hands, i also wash my arms and face before running a damp hand through my hair to brush my fringe to the side. i take most of the make up off and reach over to borrow some of Gerard deodorant maybe i should just ask to borrow some clean clothes.
i open the medicine cupboard inside the small wash room and see some tablets. yes. just what i need to calm this headache down, i take two and swallow them before tilting my head under the tap and taking a sip from the water. my mouths all dry from the alcohol which has now stopped working itself around in my body but has left me with this brain splitting head ache. i look through the cupboard but there's no extra toothbrushes and im certainly not using Gerard's so i just slowly rinse my mouth out with some mouth wash before looking in the mirror one more time and heading back into the bedroom.

When i get back into the bedroom im greeted with a small orange light coming from the bed side desk where a lamp sits. Gerard's sat up on the bed now on top of the neatly made white sheets. he lights the cigarette between his lips before taking a long drag then tipping the ash off the edge and into the glass ashtray next to the lamp. he takes another drag on the cancer stick before looking up at me to meet my gaze "morning" he whispers in a some what sexy voice.
"what time is it?" i ask looking around to see no clock on the wall, he picks his phone up, unlocks it takes note of the time before looking back up at me to let our eyes lock in together.
"almost 3 in the morning"
are you fucking kidding me, i cant go home at this time my mum will go mad at me.
"oh" is the only thing i can really respond with and i just stand there watching his smoke the whole cigarette before asking
"hey Gerard, do you have any clothes i could borrow, i mean these smell like ive been to a brothel" pealing my shirt away from my body before letting it fall back down on to my skin. he glances up at me again with a smile growing across his face
"yeah sure" he finally says before getting up and walking over to his wardrobe "it was basically a brothel in there" he say with a giggle and i find myself laughing along with him. it was. there was just people kissing and other things right there in front of everyone as if there sex life's were a show for everyone to watch.
i reach my arms out and catch the clothes Gerard has thrown at me, i think about going back into the wash room to change but its to small in there ill probably end up falling over and knocking myself out of something. so i just turn around and hope Gerard doesn't watch, is not that im uncomfortable with my body as i know im skinny it's just it would be a little weird if Gerard watched me change.
i undo my jeans and pull them down slowly making sure my boxers down fall down as well and i can hear from behind me that Gerard has lit another cigarette up. i pull on the grey sweat pants Gerard has given me before starting to unbutton my shirt. i slowly peal it off my shoulders and down my arms letting it fall to the floor behind me and that's when i hear the bed squeak behind me. i hear footsteps slowly coming closer to me as i thumble with the clean shirt in my hands knowing that Gerard has just gotten up of the bed and is now walking towards me.
then suddenly i feel two cold soft fingertips and a wet end of a cigarette glide across the skin on my upper back. i shudder under the touch as i feel my heart beginning to race quickly my chest pumps a little faster and i exhale loudly.
"i dint know you had a tattoo Frankie" i here Gerard's slow raspy voice as his fingertips continue to roll over the pumpkin tattoo on my back.
"yeah" i say but it almost comes out as a sigh as im loving the feeling of his soft touch against my skin, the ways he's following the lines of the ink with his hand before pulling away to drag at the cigarette.
"wanted to rebel against my parents" i tell him as he's probably wondering why i got one if im under age. he giggles at my words
"hummm your naughty Frankie" the words echo in my ears as his hand goes back to stroking the now goose-bumped covered skin.
i stand there for a while letting him run his hand over my skin but after a few moments i feel the hand move from the skin my back to the skin of my neck. then to my jaw where he wraps his fingers around my cheek, my heart is practically hitting the wall of chest now as i feel him pulling me closer to him so his lips are against my ear.
"your a good dancer Frankie" im slightly confused by the sudden words but i let him continue
"the way you let bob grind up against you while you dancer to the beat of the music" he emphasizes the "grind" as he speaks and thrusts his hips up into me as he does. i slowly feel myself getting turned on by his words wondering why he's so bothered maybe he's jealous. without even thinking the thoughts from my brain turn to words and slip from my mouth
"what's wrong Gerard, were you jealous" i thought i would have regretted the words but Gerard just tuts in my ear
"of course i was fucking jealous Frankie, i want you, he doesn't deserve you" my lips curve into a large smile which starts to grow across my face. has Gerard Way just admitted to wanting me.
then once again the unplanned words leave my mouth without permission
"and you think you deserve me?" i defiantly thought this word be a turn off for him but it seems im wrong because he thrusts up against the small of my back again and i can feel the bulging jarma pants behind me
"i deserve you, only if you want me?"

Notes

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