Puppy Love and Kitten Play (B1) (PLAKP)

Chapter twenty two

Gerard wakes up gasping, squished. The boy rolls around, crawling away from the thing baring down on him. A body.

This had been happening more frequently. Gerard would wake up, either being slowly choked by hands around his middle or squished underneath his mate. He had not taken a liking to it.

The chubby boy reaches for his phone to be disappointed. He had left it on his desk. Sighing, Gerard grabs it, scrolling through his notifications before shrieking.

"OH MY FUCKING COFFEE." The boy had acquired just over two hundred thousand subscribers over night.

Frank freaks out at the sound of his mate's call, reaching out to find Gerard and pull him back. When Frank doesn't find the boy, he growls, jumping out of bed and shifting. He finds Gerard five feet from the bed. The wolf pulls him by the shirt down to the ground, stepping over him protectively, and growling at the empty, threat less basement.

Gerard laughs at the big wolf over him in sweat pants.

"This is your fault, kitten."

"You love me anyway."

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"Hey guys!" Bert set his lunch tray down with a loud bang. In fact, it's so loud that Gerard jumps a foot in the air, coming down to land back in Frank's lap. "Oh, sorry dude."

"It's okay." Gerard says as he stabs his straw into his sixth milk carton that day.

"So anyway," Bert starts, picking up his hamburger. "I'm going to my friends house Friday and you all should come. It's gonna be sick."

"I don't know....." Ray says uncertainty, turning into his chicken nuggets.

"Yeah I'm with Ray." Mikey says, squished against Ray's shoulder from when Bert squeezed in between him and Gerard.

"I'll go!" Gerard says happily, rocking in Frank's lap.

"Well if he's going, I'm going." Frank sighs, he was planning on playing some guitar and taking a nice long walk in the woods with Gerard tomorrow but, no.

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"Ohhhhhhh what am I going to wear!" Gerard scurries around the basement, throwing black clothing everywhere.

"What's wrong with what you're wearing now?" Gerard gasps, turning around to his mate with a shocked expression.

"Frank Anthony Iero, do you even know me?"
Gerard puts a perfectly manicured hand over his heart. Resting the other on his poked out hip. 

"Well.....yeah." Frank shrugs.

"Then you know that I can not go absolutely no where without looking fabulous."

Frank rolls his eyes.

"Keep rolling your eyes, maybe you'll find a brain back there."

"Hey!"

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"Now you're not leaving my sight." Frank pulls Gerard into his chest as they walk up to Bert's friends house with Mikey and Ray.

"Mhmmmmm." Gerard rolls his eyes.

"Don't make me leash you." Frank loops a finger through the o-ring in Gerard's thin collar.

"You wouldn't."

"Try me kitten." Frank didn't have a leash but, Gerard didn't need to know that. The younger boy settles on wrapping his hands around the older's waist instead. Frank knocks on the door.

Some dude answers, drunkly slurring and stumbling away, giving the boys a clear view of the big house. Music blares as the smell of beer and weed leek from the house. Gerard spots puffs of smoke as they come from the far right corner of the front room. He does not want to go anywhere near there.

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About twenty people sit in the circle. Bert sits next to Gerard, then Gerard on top of Frankie, next to Mikey, and then Ray. Next to Ray are all the other people the boys are too anti-social to be friends with.

Their game of truth or dare had risen when everyone (but the people in the circle) had either passed out or left.

"Okay." Bert leans back, it being his turn. He smiles evilly.

"Geeeerrraard, mah man." The boy perks up, ready for his challenge.

"I dare you to....." Bert thinks for a moment before speaking. "....shift!" Gerard shrugs, standing up and jumping into the air where he apparently disappears. When everyone peers down at the mop of dark clothing on the floor, a small kitten pops out. Most everyone aww's.

Gerard the kitten meows, turning around in the middle of the group before running to Frank.

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"Alright.." Bert turned, looking for his next victim. His eyes landed on Gerard and a idea popped into his head.

"Alright, Gerard has to drink a solo cup full of what we make for em'." Frank's head shoots up.

"No, he'll pass." Gerard climbs out of Frank's lap, going up to Bert and meowing happily.

"You sure Gee?" Gerard turns to his mate, thumping his tail on the ground in a quick session. Frank raises his arms.

"Okay."

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Bert comes out with a third filled regular sized solo cup. Placing in the middle of the circle carefully and backing up as Gerard sticks his head inside. Whatever it was, it tasted like milk. Gerard liked milk, so he didn't give a fuck.

The small animal runs around the circle, meowing. He hits teenagers with his tail and nips Mikey at his knees before jumping into Frank's lap and playing with his fingers.

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It's been about an half an hour since Gerard had been last dared by Bert. In that time, Frank had lost his shirt, denying his dare to drink mayo, Ray acquired a fro full of glitter, and a girl named Shannon had run around with a dildo sticking out of her skinny jeans. Good times.

"I'm going to go shift back" Frank nods, allowing Gerard to jump off his lap and run upstairs.

Gerard reached a bathroom on the second floor of the house, by the stairs. He walks in, jumping up on his hind legs and closing the door by leaning on it. The sixteen year old turned, wondering who's footsteps just stopped outside the door.

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Frank was just wonder what was taking Gerard so long, Ray thought the same.

"Hey where's Gerard?" Frank shrugs, glancing around and noticing his clothes. His kitten must have forgotten them again. Weird, Frank would have assumed Gee would have mind linked him by now. Strange.

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WHEE A THOUSAND WORDS EXACTLY MOMMA'S BACK WITH HER EVEN NUMBERS BITCHES.

Okay that was a little uncalled for but, whatever. I'm leaving you peoples on a cliffy because I'm evil but, I'll be back tomorrow.

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