I never thought he'd kiss me. His lips were so soft and I couldn't fight the urge. I kissed him back. His arms let go of mine. Then the urge came in, I pushed him off.

"What the hell Gerard," I yelled, "you're married to my mom. This is wrong,". He sat down, his red hair fell in his eyes. Tears came from his eyes, "I'm sorry Frank...I just I couldn't stop myself I can't control myself,". I have always felt something for Gerard but I shoved it down and replaced it with anger.

I scooted closer to him, "I-I know how you feel,". I took his hand locking our fingers together, "but you're with my mom. This is wrong," . He looked at me with his big hazel orbs, "so wrong it's right,".

We stared into each other's eyes until he kissed me again. I wanted to kiss back but I couldn't- he married to my mother. I pushed him away, standing up walking away. He ran after me grabbing me pinning me on the wall, "tell do you want this. If you don't I'll stay away," his breath smelled of cigarettes and coffee. Tears stained his face, those fucking eyes.

I stared at his lips, connecting our lips. I pulled away, "I want this, but we can't have this," I wiggled out of his grip running up the stairs into my room closing the door panting. I fell down sitting at the end of my door. "I can't do this," I mumbled, "but I want this,".

I sat in silence hearing him sob at the end of the stair case. I haven't heard someone cry so loudly since my dad funeral and it was my mother. My stomach dropped at the thought of her. "She won't ever find out," I whispered. The thought of everything coming wrong, and I just wanted to feel something to get this horrible feeling out of my stomach.

I stood up, opening the door walking down stair to Gerard. He eyes, red puffy tears coming out fast. I know I was going to take advantage of him but I wanted this feeling to go away. So I kissed him. I believe I was going to more than kissing.

I sat on his lap, running my fingers threw his hair. He licked my bottom lip, I opened my mouth. After a few minutes of making out. He pulled away, "what's the changed your mind," he asked. I shrugged, kissing him again. I pulled his hair owning a moan.

He pulled back, as I started kissing down his neck "Fuck Frankie. We can't go that far your only a kid," I pulled back. That feeling of guilt got larger. Have you ever been depressed and you needed a distraction? That's what it feels like.

"Maybe you should have thought of that before you kissed me," I pouted. His hands trailed up and down my back, "I know Frank but- I don't think you should-,".

"Leave marks," I said raising my eyebrow. He lowered his head nodding. I rolled my eyes standing up, taking his hand making him stand up. I wanted to tell that I actually had feelings for him but that wouldn't be true I just felt guilty for kissing him, and kissing him more, and liking it. That guilt was gone when with his touch.

"Just for tonight," I whispered in his ear. He smirked. I walked him up stairs into my room. I shut the door. He stared at me biting his bottom lip. I took off my shirt, walking across the room.

Gerard walked over to me, picking me throwing me in the bed. "I'd like that just one night you Frankie," he threw his own shirt on the ground. this gonna happen. I was gonna have sex with my step dad.

Notes

Dear people who shave there legs,

as male I've had no reason to shave my legs and the other than for Boredom or cross dressing idk. But the other day I did and it's hard af.

Thats all