Please Don't Take This Out On Me

In an instant Gerard had me pinned against the closet door, which made a loud slamming noise in protest. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as his hands held my wrists down by my sides.
"Only I can kiss you. And don't you forget it."
I whined, tired and wanting to kiss him again. "G-Gerard-"
"What is it, Frankie?"
Just then the door opened and Stucky was standing there with a huge smile on his face. "Time's up, loveb-birds." His words were so slurred and spoken so slowly I could feel my heart sink.
He was really really drunk.
Before I could ask Gerard to release the grip on my wrists, he grabbed me by the collar on my shirt and yanked me to my feet. I let out a squeak and could feel tears burning my eyes and threatening to spill. I felt so humiliated right now, and wished he would just forgive me even if I didn't deserve it.
Gerard's iron grip on my shirt stayed as he dragged me forward and practically threw me onto the ground, where I landed and scraped my hands.
Tears started to slip down my face as I looked up at him with my bottom lip trembling. The guilt was still washing over me but I didn't feel like I deserved to be thrown around.
"You're a fucking pig, Frank."
Gerard's words hit me like a slap on the face and I flinched. He was hurting my heart, and hurting me so bad. I know I should be receiving these harsh slurs at me. I know what I did was wrong. I didn't think there was anything to do to make it all better.
But then again, maybe there was.
I crawled over to Gerard, who was now sitting beside Stucky, and looked up at him with my most innocent eyes. My bottom lip was still quivering a great deal and I know I looked like a sad puppy. Good.
Gerard looked at me once with the most unimpressed glance and then turned back to talk to Stucky. Just like that, I felt like making him look at me.
I felt like making him want me.
I slowly crawled into his lap, wiggling my bum and bringing my lips to his ear. I hesitated before softly nibbling on the soft fleshy part and wrapping my arms around his neck.
Stucky stopped talking mid sentence and I nearly smirked. Mission accomplished, now the beautiful red haired god was distracted.
"Frankie, no."
Gerard lifted me up like a child and put me off his lap. "You were a very bad boy. I should give you a taste of your own medicine."
I frowned and tilted my head to one side. "Wh-what do you mean?"
Smirking, I saw Stucky lean in close as if he was going to kiss Gerard and I almost screamed. There was no way Gerard would kiss him back... He loves me and forgives me.
Right?
Their lips collided and I just about had a temper tantrum. My nostrils were involuntarily flaring and I realized that I was really fucking angry. Like, angry enough to punch someone.
"NO!" I shrieked; seating myself back in Gerard's lap. "He's m-mine."
I wanted to cry, to scream, and to vomit all at once. Gerard was just ignoring me and continuing to kiss Stucky like they were lovers casually making out and it was making me sick.
"P-please," I whimpered; nuzzling my head into his chest. "M-mine."
Gerard's eyes met mine and he broke off the kiss, making me sigh happily. Relief flooded through me when he dipped his head to move his mouth to my ear. He wasn't angry anymore. He still wanted me.
"I want you to kiss Stucky like a good boy, while I watch," Gerard smirked and moved his lips to give my neck a kiss.
The spot where his lips met my skin tingled and I had to hear him repeat what he had just said. "I'm s-sorry, what?" I whimpered. Did he just say I had to kiss Stucky?
On the lips?
"Go, baby. I won't punish you furthur if you cooperate tonight."
Gerard gave me a shove which felt much harsher than nessecary and I frowned. I didn't like when he told me what to do without caring what I thought, and I was nervous to kiss his friend.
What if I messed up and he got angry?

Notes

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