NO WAY IN HELL! (A Marilyn Manson fanfiction)

NO WAY IN HELL!: Chapter Thirteen

Brian's POV:

"Brian"

I shake

"Brian!"

"Brian baby!"

My eyes fluttered open, revealing nothing in front of me.

Eh. Must've been a dream. I happily close my eyes once again, but only to be shaken by the shoulders.

I groan angrily and look up to see Jeordie standing on the other side of my bed.

I jump back in confusion.

"How the fuck did you get in here?!" I ask, rather confused and.... Yeah just confused.

Jeordie shrugged. "Knocked on your door, told your mom I was a friend and she showed me to your room" Jeordie smiled proudly, and I just rolled my eyes.

"I should've expected it"

I rolled over, facing Jeordie but I'm lying on my side, smiling contently.

Jeordie kneels down, his face the same height as mine is.

"You do remember what happened yesterday right?" Jeordie asked.

I nodded. "You are now my boyfriend" I smiled after saying so.

I felt so proud.

Jeordie only smirked back before leaning forward, and gently pressing his lips to mine.

I reacted by lacing my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, so close that he decided to get onto my bed and kneel overtop of me, our lips still locked and in sync.

I was surprised as to how much Jeordie's lips perfectly fit upon mine. They were delicate, and tasted like strawberry lip gloss.

I nibbled his bottom lip gently, only to have him pull away.

I giggled. "I could taste your lip gloss and I liked it" I giggled once again. "Sorry"

Jeordie shook his head and replied by kissing me again.

I trailed my hands down his sides, feeling him shiver above me, and rested them upon his hips, pushing him down towards me, getting more of what I deserve.

I placed my hands on Jeordie's thighs, slowly reaching up his dress, feeling every inch of his hairless, smooth skin, the occasional bump of a scar running along my finger tips.

I'm about to go further up his dress but Jeordie pulls away from my lips, pushing my hands down  to my sides and smirking.

"Nuh, uh, uhhh" he says, wagging a finger at me, and I whine.

He chuckles in pure amusement.
"You'll get some today, just not with me" he smiles. "Besides, Stephen is better. More experienced than me anyway"

I was a little bemused about what Jeordie had just said, until I realised what I'm going to be doing today.

UGHHH. THIRD VIRGINITY LOOOOOOSSSSSSSS.

I whined again. "What about Zim?! I don't even know the guy!" I protested childishly.

Jeordie remained seated upon my waist, trailing his fingers up and down my stomach,
considering I'm only wearing boxers.

"Baby, you'll be fine. Zims hot as hell, so I doubt you will be concerned when the time comes"

I groaned. "Wouldn't you get jealous seeing me with those guys? Like, would you rather just join in?" I ask curiously.

Jeordie traces my ribs with his fingertips gently, giving me goosebumps.