Can You Hear Me Cry Out To You?

Dee's P.O.V I noticed how Gerard tried to not look at me as he drove. His boner was so obvious. I grinned as I turned to look out the window. I watched the scenery fly by as we headed to wherever Gerard was taking me. I could hear him gulping every now and again. "You sound like your having problems, sweetheart." I mused, without looking at him. He moaned. "Not funny." "Where are we heading?" I asked. "Wait and see." He sounded really uncomfortable. I turned to look at him. He was definitely looking uncomfortable. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other was trying to adjust his dark blue pants. They did look.....tighter than usual. "I could help you with that." I said as I releasing my seatbelt and leaning towards him to push his hand away so I could rub him through the material. "Oh fuck." He moaned, transferring both hands to the wheel. I scooted closer and licked his ear. He moaned louder. So I started to nibble on his lobe as my hand unfastened his belt and trousers. His breathing became ragged as his erection sprung free. I took his length in my hand and slowly pumped him. "Pull over, baby." I whispered into his ear. He pulled into the side of the road and pulled away from me. "We're here, anyway." He moaned as he fastened his trousers, but not his belt. I looked around and frowned. We were by the beach. No buildings in sight. Now I'm confused. He climbed out of the car and walked around to hold my door open. "Wait here a sec." He said. Then headed to the car boot. He emerged a few seconds later with a picnic basket, a blanket and a backpack. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the beach. He stopped at a secluded area. He let go of my hand and laid the blanket down. He put the picnic blanket on the blanket, by the edge. Then leaned the backpack up against it. "Sit down, baby." He said as he helped me sit down on the blanket. "When you said we had to dress nice, I thought we were going to a restaurant." I said as he sat beside me. He grinned. "This is better than a restaurant." He stated, turning to look at me. "Besides, we can do anything we want here. And I mean.....anything." He wiggled his eyebrows. I decided to play ignorance and frowned. "Like what?" I asked in the most serious voice I could muster. He smirked. "You know....." "If I knew, I wouldn't be asking what you were talking about, now would I?" His face dropped. "But baby...." He whined. "But baby...what?" I could tell he was getting really frustrated now. "You know...." He pressed. I sighed. "No I don't." I said. "Can you just tell me already?" He searched my face for any sign of amusement. It was hard, just like him, but I managed to fool him. He sighed as he grabbed my hand. "I thought we could eat." He said, looking down at our joined hands. "Then we could make love, under the stars." I smirked at him, waiting for him to realize that I wasn't going to reply. After a few minutes, he looked back at me. Realisation spread across his face. "You were messing with me, weren't you?" He said, smiling. "Just like you did me on the day we met." I pointed out. His mouth dropped open. "That was over ten years ago." He laughed. "You still remember that?" I raised my eyebrows. "How come you don't?" I asked. He smiled. "I remember more than you think." He said as he lowered me to lay on my back. "I remember what you wore too." He turned on his side, facing me, propping himself up on his elbow. "You wore a short, flowing, black skirt. A white strappy top with a short sleeved, see through, black, open shirt over it. Black, heel less ankle boots and barely black tights. Your hair was left down. I remember I couldn't take my eyes off you. You joked with Sam, then went to see Frank. When you ran out, I couldn't stop smiling at you. It was fun watching you wind up Frank. Then later, Helena." My eye's widened. "Oh my god." I giggled. "You remember all that?" He grabbed my hand and linked our fingers, resting them on my stomach. "I remember everything." He smiled. "The good and the bad. I loved you from the moment I first saw you. There's no signs of that ever changing. You are my soul mate. Always was. Always will be." I smiled up at him. "I love you so much, Gerard Arthur Way." I stated as I reached up my free hand to rest on his cheek. "Don't ever change." He leaned down to kiss me. "I love you too, Dee Way." He said against my lips. "Don't you ever change either. Your perfect the way you are."

Notes

Short filler. Date resumed in the next chapter. Love as always. xxx