Drinking By The Mausoleum Door

Mysty's P.O.V

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10:00pm

"They're all gone." Gerard said as he walked towards where I sat on the lounge. "Just me and you now." He grinned as he leaned over me.
I raised a eyebrow. "Oh. And what did you have in mind for us to do?"
"I'm sure we can think of something." He brushed his lips against my neck as he sat beside me.
"We could always move to the bedroom." I offer.
He stands up and pulls me up too. "Exactly what I was thinking." He said as he pulled me into his arms.
I smile. "After all, the bedroom is in desperate need of a tidying." I pull out of his arms and head for the stairs. "Don't forget the vacuum cleaner."
He laughs. "There ain't no cleaning getting done tonight." He catches up with me and scoops me into his arms. "Your mine now."
I laugh as he carries me up the stairs. "I can walk, you know."
"I know. But it's more fun this way."

Gerard's P.O.V

Mysty began wriggling in my arms. Each movement brushed my hard on. I groaned. So she did it again as she nibbled on my neck. She keeps this up and we're not going to make it to the bedroom. "You little tease." I groaned.

Mysty giggled into my neck. "How am I a tease?"

I smile as I kick open the bedroom door. "No more teasing, sweetheart." I lower her to the bed. I hover over her on the bed. I lower my lips to hers. She reaches up and pulls me on top of her. "Inpatient aren't you?"

"Not really. I'm just cold." She laughs.

I push myself to my knees. "Your cold?" I grin. "In that case, I'll get you a blanket." I go to move, expecting her to stop me. When she doesn't, I frown down at her. "Your not gonna stop me are you?"

She grins. "No. I want my blanket."

I groan then drop back down on top of her. "I was right. You are evil." I groan.

She wiggles a little. Causing friction on my erection. I groan again. "If I'm evil, then maybe I should do this." She flipped us so she was straddling me. I didn't even see it coming. She grabs my hands and puts them above my head. Cuffing? them to the headboard. Then she stood up by the bed looking down at me with a evil smile.

"What? How did you get those? Where did you get those? When did you get those?"I asked, wide eyed.

She laughed. "One at a time." She leaned down to kiss me briefly. "I bought them yesterday from a friends joke shop." She said, straightening up. "I hid them under the pillow." She smiled as she reached down to start stripping me. She removed my shoes first. "I thought I would treat you." She run her hands up my legs. "But I can stop if you want me to?" She hovers her hand over my belt.

I shake my head. If she stops now, I'm going to need clean underwear. This is so fucking hot. I can feel myself getting even harder.

"What was that?" She asked as she run a hand over my erection.

"Please don't stop." I groan, arching my back. "Oh god."

She grinned. "I don't think even god can help you right now." She moved her hand to my belt, unfastening it slowly. I groaned. "Now who's being inpatient?" She unfastened my jeans, lowering them down my legs. I lifted my hips to help. She threw them on a chair in the corner of the room. She reached for the hem of my t-shirt. "I'm no magician."She said as she pulled it up above my head. "But the material will help stop your wrists getting hurt." She began adjusting the t-shirt below the cuffs. She had to lean over me to do it. I took the opportunity to reach up and kiss her. She finished adjusting the t-shirt to kiss back, tangling her fingers in my hair. We explored each others mouths. I tried to move my lower half closer to her. But she broke the kiss and stood up. "Patience, handsome." She run her hands down my chest till she reached the hem of my boxers. Smiling, she watched me as she cupped her hand around my member. I arched my back and groaned. She giggled then grabbed the hem of the boxers. I arched my back as she lowered them. She threw them over to the jeans.

"This isn't fair." I mumbled. "I'm naked, but your not."

She laughed. "You still have your t-shirt on."

"Doesn't count." I groan.

She sighs. "Either you quit complaining or I stop now." She heads to the foot of the bed.

"Please, Mysty." I moan.

She stops and turns to look at me. "Please what?"

"Don't go."

"What do you want, Gerard?"

"You." I moan out. "I want you. I want to be inside you. Fuck."

"You have me, baby." She kicks off her shoes as she heads to the bedside table to retrieve a condom. "We don't want any unplanned pregnancy." She said as she ripped open the little packet and rolled the condom over my length. Then she stood back up and reached for the hem of her t-shirt. She gently took her lower lip between her teeth as she removed her top. She threw it on the chair. Then she reached for her jeans. I gasped as she removed her jeans. They joined the growing pile of clothes. She reached behind her for her bra clasp. The bras were removed and discarded to the chair, her underwear joining them. She approached the bed from the bottom. Crawling slowly up my body, kissing my thighs, lingering on my member. I moaned yet again. She trailed kisses up my chest, to my neck, then to my lips. She kissed me, passionately as she straddled me. She moved to line me up, not breaking the kiss. Then she lowered herself onto me. I tried to thrust up into her at every opportunity. She moved slowly as she broke the kiss to grab some keys off the table, untangling the t-shirt and unlocking the cuffs. As soon as I was free, I put my hands on her hips, encouraging her to speed up. She complied. Speeding up. I couldn't hold back any longer. I bucked up and came into the condom. She hit her climax a second after, collapsing onto my chest. We stayed like that as we both rode out our orgasms. Then she climbed off me. I removed the condom, tied it then threw it in a nearby bin.

"That was...wow." I breathed out as I pulled her into my arms. She rested her head on my shoulder. We drifted into sleep.

Notes

Wow. I hope you liked that chapter. It's really hard for me to write these type. So I hope you appreciate it.xxx