Roommates

9. We Can Make This Work

"So, you like tattoos?" I asked. Gerard stared at me, his eyes wide, his mouth open. His pupils were huge, the irises were really thin. He actually flickered opaque and then solid.

I felt a strong icy breeze whip around me as Gerard intended. He ran his tongue across his lips.

"How'd you know?" Gerard asked nervously. I grinned and shrugged my shoulders. I went forward and took Gerard's wrist, I pulled his hand close to my neck, his fingers kind of magnetized to the scorpion ink on my neck.

"I had a feeling." I said, Gerard kept his hand there as I let go of his wrist.

"But I'm dead." Gerard mumbled, his fingers ran along the ink, his fingers were so cold. "Besides, I doubt our feelings are mutual." Gerard said, hr had a sad look in his eyes.

"Let me answer that." I said quietly. I stepped closer and pressed my lips against Gerard's. His fingers pressed harder against my neck as we kissed. I put my hands on his waist. He broke contact.

"I'm not alive." Gerard said quietly.

"We can make this work." I whispered. Gerard smiled lightly and kissed my cheek quickly. His fingertips ghostes against my flesh. He was so cold, but it was nice.

"I hope so." Gerard said quietly, I nodded and hugged him. I felt his arms go around me, his lips slightly pressed against my neck. It was soft open mouthed kisses. I couldn't help but to moan slightly, that was definitely a weakness for me. He chuckled.

"I'm sorry about last night." I mumbled. Gerard lightly nipped on my flesh.

"I forgive you." Gerard replied.

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A/N: I thought yo guys deserved a nice sweet chappie :) hehehe tattoos are fucking beautiful, and when I see people with tattoos I wanna touch them. Tattoos fascinate me. ;)

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