Please Don't Take This Out On Me

Gerard dashed over to the window; looking outside and motioning for me to follow him. I bit my lip and ran over; heart racing. Clubbing? That was a terrible idea. We could get our asses raped in there. Let me rephrase that - I'd get my ass raped in there and he'd be busy giving random guys boners with just one look at his gorgeous self. Who could blame anyone for staring? He was drop dead beautiful.
"Come on!" I squeaked and looked out the window. "G-Gee? I-I'm sc-scared." "Frankie it's okay," Gerard said softly. He gave my forehead a gentle kiss and scooped me up into his arms. "Hold on." I squeaked again and grabbed onto Gerard's damp shirt soaked with his sweat and a bit of blood.
I buried my head in his chest as he leapt out the window; holding onto me tightly as we hit the ground with a thud. "I'm s-scared," I gasped. Back in panic mode. "Shh," Gerard soothed. "Baby it's going to be okay. I promise the drinks will help you loosen up a bit." I clung to him; still shaking and starting to cry.
Gerard gently lowered me to the ground and placed gentle kisses on my head until I calmed down. And eventually my heart stopped pounding so frantically and I could breathe normally again. "That's it..." I looked up into Gerard's gorgeous hazel eyes. "Ready?" I nodded and he wrapped an arm around my waist as we dashed away.
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I nervously held onto Gerard's arm once we neared the bar. It was very loud and tons of drunk people were laughing, making out, and even throwing up outside. What the hell is this place?? I was definetly gonna die. Gerard stayed calm and dragged me quickly through the line and handed the guy his fake ID. The guy let us in (for some reason didn't question me) and I took a deep breath to steady myself. This is it, Frankie. You gotta be cool cuz if you chicken out and panic you'll be the biggest joke and Gerard won't love you.
The doors swung open and I gasped and thought I was going to faint. Music blasting. Sweaty half naked girls. The dance floor. Oh my god.
Gerard steered me over to the quieter half of the bar and I relaxed as he sat me down and thrust a beer in my hand. "Here, drink this." "Wh-what?" I asked before unscrewing the cap and slowly drinking it. It tasted awful and incredibly fizzy but I wanted to make Gerard happy so I drank the whole thing. I saw out of the corner of my eye Gerard watching me and licking his lips slowly. Okay...
Once I finished I put the bottle down and started to feel tipsy. I let out a light giggle and could feel myself relax completely. I really liked this feeling. No nerves, and I didn't give two flying fucks about anything. "Gee!" I squealed; flinging my arms around him. "Alright, baby let's calm down," Gerard soothed me and I let out a squeak of protest.
"You're no funnn," I said; sitting back down and pouting. "Come on don't be like that." Gerard put a hand on my shoulder but I turned away and crossed my arms like a five year old. "Want another beer?" His smooth voice purred in my ear and I turned around. "Y-yeah." I felt my jeans tightened and I moaned quietly at the feeling. Gerard whistled at the bar tender and he dropped a bottle off in front of me.
Without any encouragement, I quickly gulped it down and when I finished I was even drunker then before. "GEE!" I half screamed. "CAN WE DANCE?" My stutter was long gone and so was my sanity.
"You wanna dance, pretty boy?" His purr was back and I giggled and nodded. Gerard wrapped an arm around my waist and led me out onto the dance floor. I bit my lip when I realized I didn't know what I was doing. "Gee-" Gerard leaned down to kiss my neck and I gasped and ran my hands through his hair; letting out a quiet moan. I saw him smirk and start to grind onto me and I squeaked and grabbed onto his shirt. "Fuck-" my jeans were way too tight at this point and I just wanted to throw them off and relieve some of the pressure. So I did what I thought any normal, drunk person would do. I grinded my crotch onto him; pleased when Gerard let out a happy, load moan. "Fuck, Frankie..." I saw his boner rise and I grinned cheekily. "Gee-"
"What do you say we get outta here?" Gerard purred. "Hmm? Where will we go?" That earned me a smirk. "To my room." My drunk brain had no idea what that meant so I nodded and dashed out of the bar, giggling with Gerard at my heels.

Notes

Smutty next chapter anyone? No? Okay...