They're Gonna Give You a Smirk

Dandy moaned as Gerard kissed her neck, his hands reaching down in her tights. She tossed her head back, her own hand burying in his hair. Gerard smirked before playing with her, teasing her. She giggled when he nibbled the end of her bra. She moaned, "Gerard, before you take anything off, I need to let you know that I'm okay." Gerard ignored her comment as he unhooked her bra, exposing her perky breasts. He didn't find anything wrong with her body. He loved her body-though, he would never admit it. His hands brushed across her pale stomach, reaching to pull her tights down. He pulled them down, and his locked eyes on her thighs. He glanced up at Dandy who didn't make eye contact. She muttered, "Don't comment."
"Why?"
"I feel embarrassed."
"You should be." The words stabbed Dandy so hard that water begun to form water in her eyes. He added, "It's stupid of you to destroy your body."
Dandy bit the inside of her cheek but instantly let go when she heard Gerard murmur, "Especially since your body is so perfect." She always knew there was a sweet side of Gerard, but would always have doubts when Gerard showed no empathy. Now, she knows that he cares. She sat up and kissed Gerard's cheek, "It won't bother you, right?"
"Nah, I'll just blame it on a random street cat trying to go up your legs." Gerard pushed her back onto the couch, "Now, relax and let me calm your nerves." He said as he lowered his head in between her legs.
The air in the room was getting hot to Dandy as she moaned softly. She clenched onto his hair and giggled, ¨This feels amazing.¨
There was a sudden knock at the door.
Dandy looked at the door, “Gerard, someone's-” She moaned loudly as his tongue entered her. Gerard knew there was someone at the door, but refused to stop pleasing Dandy. He grab a hold of her breast, gently squeezing it. “Oh, baby,” She wailed. Abruptly, the door swung open. Gerard expected a robbery, or a rape scene that was bound to happen-but it much much worse. Dandy jumped to her feet and covered herself as Frank entered the room. He shot a glare at Gerard, “You make me sick.” Gerard’s nerves shaken wildly as he dug into his jean pocket and pulled out crumpled money, “Look-4 grand.”
“4 grand?” Frank laughed, “What a pity fool. And what? You were wasting it on this hooker?” He scowled at Dandy, “How filthy.” Dandy frowned at Frank, but made no comment. Frank hurried toward Gerard and grasped him by his hair, yanking his head back, “That’s my money, Gee. Don’t spend it all in one place-no, actually, don’t fucking spend it at all.” He added, "Let's go on a ride, Gee."

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