Gerard Way Imagines

Gerard, My Dominant

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There you were, in the crowd, along with thousands. Keeping your eyes on only Mr. Gerard Way.

Man was he dreamy.

His sweat filled face, as he trailed his fingers through his red locks.
The skin tight black skinny jeans, and a jean jacket with a black top.

His hazel eyes shining when the lights hit him.

The passion showed in his performance.

He ended with, Destroya. The moans sending sensation through your body.

Giving you chills.

You ended up with a group of girls, when the back stage passes were then available for use.

You didn't have a pass, although you wish you did.

The security guard from the backstage, did stop your curiosity. Leaving you to only feel worse about not being able to see your idol...

He started to push you back.

"Get your hands off her!" A husky, loud voice from behind the man pushing you back, could be heard from a mile away.

Immediately you knew... Gerard Way...

He walks over, grabbing your hand, guiding you to the dressing room for the band.

"U-um..." You say quietly, having him to glance at you and smirk.

"What's your name?" He asks, showing off his eyes, which someone could easily get lost into.

"Y/N." You say shyly, lowering your head.

"Well, Y/N, do you want an autograph?" He asks, raising his eyebrows.

"U-uh... Y-y-yeah." You hand him a pen, as he proudly takes it.

"Anywhere specifically?" He winks at you, sending you weak at your knees.

You just simply bite your lip, as you do when you're nervous, and look down, glancing up at him every few seconds.

He looks at you, with a look you've never seen before.

Lust.

He drops the pen at his side, clicking as it hits the ground.

He roughly pushes against your neck with his lips, as he pins you against the wall.

"G-Gerard." A moan slips through your mouth, causing you to gasp.

He smirks against your neck, roughly biting against it, causing you to flinch, but enjoy it, as your hands tangled in his hair.

He moved his hands to your front, causing you to gasp again.

He strokes your front over your jeans.

He couldn't take the patience anymore.

The lust building up inside, he pulls off your jeans, grabbing your underwear along with it.

He shoved a finger inside you, causing you to moan loudly, as he growled against your neck.

You get goosebumps all over your body at his touch.

Suddenly, he forces in another finger.

And in and out he played.

A tight knot built up in your stomach, as you lifted yourself on your toes.

You spill out to Gerard...

He brings his fingers out of you, bringing his fingers to his lips.

Caressing his fingers along his tongue.

"Mmm... Y/N... You taste.... Great..." He looks up at you, smirking.

Causing a bright pink tint upon your cheeks.

"T-thanks..." You tell him, before grabbing your bottoms, pulling them back up to your waist.

A loud knock at the door, interrupted your intense lust stare between you and him...

"Gerard! Let's go!" Frank yells from the other side.

"Coming!" He stares at you, then smiles.

"I hope to see you again..." He gives you a kiss on the lips, as your thoughts scattered...

He left you then and there, with your eyes closed.

And the pen in your hand, with Gerards number on your palm.

"Gerard..." You mumbled, "My dominant."