Exhibitions- Gerard Way

Hot

It's 11pm and Gerard and Maxine are finally leaving the restaurant. The streets are almost empty, shining from the winter rain. Not only is it so cold that Maxine can see her own breath, it's also wet and gloomy. Gerard instantly notices her shivering and puts his jacket over her, tucking her perfect hair underneath the collar of it. He wraps his arm tightly around her, holding her close to his body. 

"Are you not cold? You're gonna get ill Gee!" She tells him, concerned.

"Nah I'll be fine, you need the jacket baby, I don't want you getting sick." Her heart warms at his charm. He holds her tighter, sharing his body heat to keep them both warm. She snuggles her face between his arm and his chest, trying to shelter her face from the rain. They quickly arrive back at their apartment and get through the door as soon as possible. 

Gerard turns around after shutting the door, he starts giggling softly when he looks down at Maxine. She pulls a confused face at him. "What?" He reaches his thumbs under her eyes and wipes her running mascara. She realises what he's doing and returns the favour, pushing his soaked hair away from his face. He undoes the top buttons of his shirt with a relieved face, exposing the top of his bare chest.

"You know, you look so hot right now." Maxine blurts out at him. He raises his eyebrows and lets out a smirk. "Yeah? You always look hot." He replies. He knows exactly how to push Maxine's buttons, she blushes and looks down whilst holding back a smile. He grabs her face, cupping her cheeks forcing her to look up at him. 

"Don't shy away now sugar, you started it!" He laughs, staring into her eyes. He once again snatches her up and puts her down on the sofa, he crouches down in front of her and places his hand on her waist. Her lips part slightly, allowing Gerard to immediately launch his attack. He lunges himself at her, slipping his tongue between her lips. She feels the tickle of his breath under her nose as she pushes her head back and forth, motioning herself through the deep kiss. Butterflies dance around in her stomach as she feels Gerard's hand slide further down her side, now caressing her thigh. He pauses for a moment and looks at her, asking for consent. She nods slowly in response whilst biting her lip. Her head rolls back and her heart skips a beat as she feels the warmth of his hand sliding between her legs and under her dress. She slightly parts her legs to give him easier access. Maxine hasn't felt this sense of urge for someone in years. She leans forwards at him, grabbing his hair to pull him in closer until their lips meet again. He carefully pulls her panties aside, she briefly stops and pulls away with slight panic running through her body. He moves his hand away and looks up at her. 

"I'm sorry." She whines.

"It's okay sugar, take your time." He replies softly.

She pulls him back into a kiss, remembering how badly she wants him. Thoughts of him flood her mind, washing away the anxiety that her ex had left her with. Gerard backs away again. "Are you sure Max? We don't have to if you don't feel ready-" 

"I'm sure." She starts unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and places her hand on his chest, he leans over her and aims for her neck. Her head flies backwards as she feels his hand slide back up between her legs. A tingling sensation flows throughout her body as she feels his fingers enter inside of her. A moan escapes her lips at the motions of his hand going back and forth, she feels him grow through his tight trousers and notices how rock hard he is. She sits up and starts undoing his belt, he leans backwards before assisting her and undoing his belt and trousers. He strips and slowly enters her, not even giving her a chance to admire his fully exposed body. He groans at the feeling of her heat enveloping his length. Maxine leans back, enjoying his movements, when she glances back over she notices a scar peeking out from the waist of his trousers, but she's too indulged in the moment to question it.  

"You feel so fucking good sugar."