Frerard 30 Day One Shot Smut Challenge

11. Dominant/Submissive

Warning: The message at the end is really important and I'm sure you're gonna like it... ;)

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*Gerard's P.OV*

"Mr. Smith is waiting for you, Mr. Iero" I peaked through the crack open door. Mr. Iero got up from his seat and smirked at me like he always did. "I know. I want you to warn him that I won't be able to meet him today. Tell him I've got a lot of work to do. Then come back here" he ordered and I nodded, closing the door. Mr. Iero was my boss and my job was to bring him coffee and to remember him of all the things he had to do and people he had to meet during the day. He was charming and gorgeous; I was head over heals for him. You know how it works: first you notice the person, then you fall in love with them and then, the most terrible phase, you start daydreaming about fucking that person. I was at the third phase. Whenever I looked at Mr. Iero, I couldn't help but imagine him bending me over his desk and just being dominant. After warning Mr. Smith about Mr. Iero's situation, I returned to his office. He probably wanted some more coffee. Knocking twice, I heard his strong voice telling me to come in. I entered his large office and closed the door behind me. "Sit down" Mr. Iero signaled me to sit down on the chair in front of him. Why was he asking me to sit down? That chair was only for clients. Rich clients. I was nothing compared to them. I was always wearing black ripped skinny jeans and a band tee while all those clients wore clean suits. Like Mr. Iero. I slowly sat down and stared at my suddenly interesting shoes. "My eyes are up here, Gerard" Mr. Iero's sensual voice alarmed me and I drifted my eyes up to meet his. I mumbled a messy appology as my cheeks turned a shade of red. I usually considered myself pretty confident, but something about Mr. Iero made me a nervous wreck. "Why are you so nervous?" he asked me, the usual smirk still plastered on his face. My heart race quickened as I tried to come up with an excuse for my state. Mr. Iero chuckled and got up from his sit. Placing the palm of his hands on his desk, Mr. Iero leaned forward. "Do I intimidate you?" he whispered, his minty breath on my face. "N-no" I stuttured. I was making a fool of myself; of course Mr. Iero made me feel powerless. I stared into his marvelous eyes as he chuckled. "Of course I don't" Mr. Iero grinned as he leaned back to sit down on his big, leather chair. "Lock the door, Gerard" he ordered. I got up, my head filled with possible scenarios of what could happen next. When I was about to sit down on my chair, Mr. Iero's voice startled me. "No. Sit on my desk" his voice was soaked in power. "W-what?" I dumbly asked him, not believing his words. "I said sit on my desk" Mr. Iero repeated, licking his lips. What the fuck was happening? I got on my feet and awkwardly sat on the desk, my back turned to him. Mr. Iero chuckled as he watched me. "Not like that. Sit turned to me with your legs this way" I looked behind my shoulder to see him biting his lip. Was my dream coming true? I did as I was told and sat in front of him, my legs crossed. My cheeks were still red and my heart was beating so fast that the possibility of Mr. Iero hearing it was on the table. My boss looked at me, his beautiful eyes screaming power. "Don't worry, Gerard. I'm not going to hurt you" Mr. Iero assured me, even though I already knew it. He could be intimidating, but I was sure he wouldn't even hurt a fly. Mr. Iero placed his hands on my legs, rubbing them softly. I bit my lip in order to stay quiet; it would be embarassing if I moaned from him just touching my legs. His hands uncrossed my legs slowly as his eyes stared into mine. "You're beautiful" Mr. Iero complimented me, a deep shade of red invading my cheeks once again. "Thank you" I whispered and he smiled sweetly at me. Mr. Iero looked at my legs and pushed them open. "I'm not going to ask you if you agree with all this because I've seen the way you look at me. I know what goes in your head when you see me. So I'm just going to inform you of a few things: I'm the one who's in charge, you will only moan or cum if I say so, I can do whatever I want to you and you're not allowed to move your hips. Got it?" Mr. Iero set the rules while rubbing my clothed thighs. "Y-yes, Mr. Iero" I stuttered, a bulge forming on my tight black skinny jeans. "Call me Sir" he smirked. It was obviously a kink. I nodded and licked my bottom lip. He pushed his body forward so the wheels of his leather chair rolled in order for Mr. Iero to stay even closer to me. His hand gripped my belt, undoing it. When Mr. Iero finished unbottoning my jeans, he looked at me. "Ass" he asked and I placed my hands on the desk, pulling my butt up so he could take my jeans off. "Good boy" he whispered and I, forgetting about the rules, let a moan slip out my lips. He stopped his actions, my jeans half off, and narrowed his eyes at me. "Sorry!" I loudly apologized, interrupting his words. "You better be, Gerard. One more mistake and I'll leave you here all needy" Mr. Iero's words made me want to moan again, but this time I controlled myself. I couldn't help it, I was a loud person in bed. A screamer, actually. He slipped the rest of my jeans off my legs and started rubbing his palms up and down from my knees to my thighs. "I'm going to fuck you and you will keep your pretty mouth shut, understood?" Mr. Iero whispered and I nodded, biting my lip. He got on his feet and leaned forward, our faces only inches apart. I looked at his lips and that's when I noticed a little hole on his bottom lip. "You pierced your lip?" I asked, amused. I would never think of Mr. Iero with a lip piercing and punk clothes like mine. "Yeah. When I'm not working I'm just like you, baby. Black ripped skinny jeans, converse, band tees, everything. I also have a nose piercing" I stood there, too shocked to talk. What the fuck? How could Mr. Iero be like me? "But now back to business" he claimed, interrupting my thoughts. His hands were pressing against his desk, next to my legs. Mr. Iero's eyes stared into my lips as he licked his own. I leant in, ready to kiss him, but he leaned his head back. "I'm the one who's in charge, god damnit!" he yelled, furious. "Can't you fucking understand it?" Mr. Iero added, his face red. "I'm s-" I started, but soon enough he interrupted me. "Don't you dare to say you're sorry" he growled before smashing our lips together. The kiss was hungry, needy and powerful. I felt a hand on my back and Mr. Iero pulled my body onto him, making me almost fall off the desk. While his left hand held my back, his right hand gripped the back of my neck, pulling my lips into his forcefully. His teeth caught my bottom lip and Mr. Iero pulled on it. I made a choking noise as his tongue entered my mouth. His hand drifted from my neck to the back of my head and Mr. Iero grabbed a handful of my black hair. Suddenly, he pulled on it and my head jerked backwards, my pale neck now on full display. I whimpered at the sharp pain that shot through my neck, but quickly forgot about it as Mr. Iero's lips attacked my skin, hungrily. His kisses were wet and full of spit, and the noises he made turned me on even more. My boxers were now painfully tight as my hard on tried to break through. "Please" I begged as Mr. Iero kept sucking on my neck. I closed my eyes tightly, only to open them widely as I felt his hand slap hardly the side of my left thigh. "I told you not to beg" he whispered into my ear. Pulling away and smiling at the large, purple hickey he had left on my neck, Mr. Iero pulled my Nirvana shirt up. Now I was only on my boxers while he was still fully clothed. I wanted to say something or rip his clothes off, but I knew I couldn't. "I love your nipples" Mr. Iero confessed, brushing his thumb through my right nipple. I bit my tongue in order to stay quiet, but my boss must've noticed. "You're such a good boy" he growled as he gripped hip, toying with the waistband of my boxers. His lips placed careful kisses on my jawline, licking every now and then. Much to my delight, Mr. Iero started unbottoning his shirt. But it was too slowly. I knew I would regret what I was about to do, but my dick took over my body and I suddenly gripped Mr. Iero's shirt and tore it open. Next I undid his belt and pushed his pants down to his knees, showing his clothed hard on. After that attack, I looked at Mr. Iero, who was now wide eyed. He stood there looking at me with a blank expression for a few seconds, before letting pure rage take over his body. Mr. Iero clenched his fists while breathing heavily through his nose. He growled as he threw all the stuff that was sitting on his desk to the ground. "No!" I screamed as he grabbed his laptop and smashed it on the ground. Mr. Iero walked up to me and grabbed my upper arm so tightly that it bruised instantly. He pulled me forward so that I was standing on my feet and jerked my body into his. His hand found my throat as he slammed my body into the nearest wall. "You're gonna pay for that, you little shit" he growled as he sunk his teeth onto my neck. The exciting pain only made my bulge grow larger. "You slut" he growled once again, tightening the hand he had around my neck. Breathless chokes left my throat as I gasped for air, making Mr. Iero smirk. "You want me to kill you?" he shot me a satanic smile as his hand tightned it's hold on my neck. My eyes fluttered close and my heartbeat slowed down while Mr. Iero kept whispering threatens into my ear. Right when my body was about to collapse, he ungripped my neck and automatically held me so I wouldn't fall to the ground. My hands flew to my neck as I breathed in and out through my mouth, taking quick breaths. I felt my body being picked up and I opened my eyes, only to see Mr. Iero placing me on his desk. After resting for a few minutes, I sat up like Mr. Iero ordered me to when I first entered his office. "You okay, beautiful?" he asked, smiling. I nodded and sighed. That event had scared the fuck out of me, yet I was even more turned on. Who would guess I had a pain kink? Not me. "Good" Mr. Iero grabbed my cheeks and kissed me hungrily. His hands gripped the waistband of my boxers while he wrapped his other arm around me, lifting me up so he could take them off. I hissed as my erection sprung free, slapping my stomach. Soon enough, Mr. Iero was fully naked in front of me. "And the other part of the punishment is no prep" he smirked at his own words. No prep? That was going to hurt like hell. I mean, who knows? I have a pain kink. My thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Iero, who picked up my legs, placing them on his hips. I placed my hands on the desk and bit my lip. "I'm sure my ass is gonna get burned due to your desk" I whispered, smiling. He nodded and licked his lips. "Don't worry. I'll kiss it better" he assured me. Pushing me into him until I was sitting on the edge of the desk, Mr. Iero grabbed his own erection and placed it at my entrance. "Cheese will be our safe word from now on, okay?" he kissed me hungirly after I nodded in agreement. Mr. Iero grabbed a handfull of my hair and pulled on it as he pushed in. The pain of his large shaft entering me without lube was bearable and pleasurable. I bit my lip to keep from moaning; I wasn't feeling the need of almost passing out again. At least for today. Mr. Iero looked at me, only to find me thinking, so he slammed forcefully onto me and I let out a cry. He kissed my neck a few times before pulling out and slamming back in. My fists clenched, making my knuckles turn white and I shut my eyes. "Please let me touch you. Please, Sir" I begged, misbehaving. But I couldn't care less, I was in euphoria. I needed someone to hold onto. "Fine. Go ahead" Mr. Iero gave in and my hands flew immediatly to his back, scraching long, pretty, red lines with my nails. He moaned into my ear as his hips slammed onto me at a fast pace. "Damn, Gerard" Mr. Iero groaned, rolling his hips deep into me. "Fuck, Sir" I whimpered, thrusting my hips forward to meet his thrusts. "Be quiet, baby" he whispered, pulling onto my hair. "I can't" I moaned loudly as Mr. Iero found that delicious spot that made me go nuts. "Bite my shoulder then" he offered, pulling my body closer to his. My head fell into the crook of Mr. Iero's neck, my teeth sinking into the warm and sweaty skin. I cried onto his shoulder as his hips worked faster than ever. And when Mr. Iero decided to wrap his hand around my cock, I lost it. My body started shaking and my teeth almost teared Mr. Iero's skin apart. Moving his hand up and down quickly, he whispered into my ear. "Cum for me babyboy. Now" my orgasm finally came and my body shook abruptly. My mouth let go of Mr. Iero's shoulder as I threw my head back, my mouth falling open. Choked moans and "Oh, Sir" 's left my throat as Mr. Iero jerked and fucked me throughout my climax. When my dick stopped leaking hot, quick spurts of cum onto Mr. Iero and my stomaches, I let my body collapse back onto the desk. Mr. Iero placed a hand on my cum covered tummy as he released into me with a loud "Gee". When he came down from his high, he looked at me. I was still panting with my eyes closed. I felt a finger on my tummy so I opened my eyes, only to find Mr. Iero sucking on his cum covered finger. "You taste delicious" he complimented me and I blushed. "I want more" he claimed after cleaning up the mess I had made on my stomach with his tongue. "No, please. Sir, I'm too sensitive" I begged worriedly.

I have a surprise for you!! Seeing as the next day/chapter is called 'Fingering', I thought 'why not just keep on with this scenario?' - Mr. Iero and Gerard - and I decided that I will write a second part! So I gave yall a cliffhanger, even though you know what's gonna happen on the next chapter judging by it's title. Well stay tuned because I might update tomorrow.
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