Rehab (Maniggy)

Part 6

A/N: sexual content.

Manson's POV:
I was so confused. I was attracted to Jeordie in so many ways. Why didn't he like me back? He has to. He's lying about not liking me, I could see it on his face, or could I? He was driving me crazy. I was laying down with him, mesmerized by how gorgeous he is. I wanted to be with him, although I knew I couldn't. After I kissed him, we just lied in silence. He closed his eyes to take a nap, and I began to feel horny. After ten minutes, I assumed he had fell asleep. I reached down my pants with my hand and rubbed myself. I scanned up and down his body, causing me to grow. I unzipped my jeans, pulling them down to my knees, my boxers coming off along with them. I started to rub myself while I looked at him. I took his hand and wrapped it around my shaft, thrusting into it. He shifted a little, opening his eyes only a sliver. He looked into my eyes, slowly moving his eyes down my body. He looked confused at first, I could tell he wasn't fully awake yet. Once he realized what he was doing, his eyes widened. He was about to say something, but I put a finger to his lips.
"Just... Do this, for me." I said lustfully. He seemed to be submissive, because he began to move his hand, stroking me up and down. I gasped and began moaning, he was better at it than my current boyfriend.
"Don't worry, you'll get pleasured too." I moved his hand off my crotch. I rolled him on his back, and moved so I was on top of him, straddling him. His eyes were big, full of lust. I put a finger underneath his chin, lifting it. I kissed and bit softly, making a line of small hickeys down his neck. His skin tasted sweet. He started to breathe deeply at every hickey I left. I pulled his shirt out of the way of his collarbone and put my mouth on it, sucking softly. Once I bit down, he let out a load moan, grabbing my hair with one hand, the bed with the other. I grinned against his collarbone.
"F- fuck." Was all he could moan. I could tell that was his spot. I took my mouth off it, causing him to whimper quietly. "Nobody's ever done that to me." He said, embarrassed. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling up. His pale body was littered with bruises and cuts, some from me. I held his shirt up with one hand, and began kissing his bruises and scars, as if to apologize. He bit his lip looking down at me. I licked and kissed trails up and his body, being extra careful not to hurt him again.
Once I reached my hand down and began to rub his bulge, he stopped me.
"I can't do this. I'll have to break up with my boyfriend before we do." He said, causing me to frown. "He won't know I promise." I said assuringly. He shook his head. "Soon." He said.
I sighed and pulled up my pants. "Fucking tease." I said frowning.