You’re sitting in your art class bored as ever. You lean back in your desk and try to balance a pencil on your nose; suddenly Mr. Way walks into the room. You sit up fast and the pencil flies to the front of the room. “ Y/N, Please try not to disrupt my class.” Mr. Way said in his husky and most certainly sexy morning voice. Almost everyone in your class knows you’ve been obsessed with him since the beginning of the year. You just turned eighteen and you always remind your friends. They always laugh it off and think you’re just kidding. But every day you sit through Mr. Way’s lectures letting his masculine voice sail through the air. Recently, he’s been extremely sexy. He seems to be trying to get to you and of course to tell your friends and laugh but you still believe it. “Yes sir, sorry sir.” You reply back to him. He looks over at you with a sly grin. You feel yourself blush and look down at your desk and grin wildly. You here his airy laugh as he types into the computer. You stare at him for a moment until he stands up and takes his suit jacket off. He’s wearing black slacks with a black vest over his white dress shirt and grey tie. He starts his lecture on color being the window to emotion in art. Everyone is obviously bored with his lecture but of course you’re intensely listening. Not listening to the words but listening to his voice, the sexy and husky voice of Mr. Gerard Way does things to you that nothing else does. His eyes scan the room and meet yours, you don’t dare look away. Instead you bite your lip and tilt your head down slightly. He grins widely and laughs airily again through the corner of his mouth. He wrote the assignment on the board but you refuse to do your artwork at school because you’re extremely self conscious. So Instead you start doodling on a paper. Song lyrics here and there, band names scribed in pen. Then a hand finds your shoulder. Only one person can send the electric bolts of lust across your skin like that so you don’t bother to face him. He leans his mouth up to your ear and against your hair he whispers “Miss Y/N, you’ll be staying after class to discuss your problem with defiance.” His hot breath on your neck makes you un able to reply. He stands up and walks back to his desk. You watch him walk up to the front of class, his ass grabbing your attention. You see there’s only a minute until the bell rings, there’s no point tin packing up because you’ll have a long ass conversation that will lead nowhere but to more defiance. Why does he even try to reprimand me? You think to yourself. Then the bell rings and you watch your peers file out of the door with Mr. Way shutting and locking the door behind them. As he walks back to his desk he pulls a chair over next to his. “Come over here now please.” You stand up and walk up to the front of the room and sit in the chair next to his. You prop your leg on top of the other one looking very loose and not concerned about what he has to say. “Once again you aren’t completing your assignments in class.” He says. You are turned on by his voice but that doesn’t stop you from coming up with a snarky come back. “Once again you aren’t compelling me to finish anything you assign.” You look at him and raise your eyebrows. He usually gets angry and starts to yell now. Instead he bites his lip and smirks. Slightly confused you look up at the clock trying to give him the impression you have somewhere to be. He leans towards you only inches away now. “Well sugar, I have something I need you to finish in class right now.” He whispers into your ear while sliding his hand up your thigh. You gasp and tense up. “What’dya think Hun?” he says between kisses on your neck. You grab his legs and pull him and his chair as close as possible. “Good girl.” He smirks against your neck sending tingles down your spine. He kisses your lips intensely, begging for entrance with his tongue. ‘He’s not getting to me that easy.’ You think to yourself and ignore his tongue on your lip. He groans and pulls you onto his lap so you’re straddling him. Still not letting him in, he gets frustrated. “Don’t tease me now sugar.” You slide your hands up his chest while letting his tongue enter your mouth. He moans softly and the kiss gets hotter. You feel a bulge underneath your lap. Astonished that you can do these things to him you smirk into the kiss and he knows exactly what that’s about. He breaks the kiss and takes the vest off while you take his tie off. You hang the tie over your shoulders as he picks you by the thighs; still against his crotch he sits you on his desk. He kisses you again while slowly leans against your crotch and then leans back only you press back up against you, almost in a humping fashion. He slides his hands under your shirt eventually taking it off and then looking at you. “You’re gorgeous.” He says into kissing you. You unbutton his shirt while he takes off your pants and throws them aside. You push him back and slide off the desk. Now you’re both standing and you’re right against him. Still kissing you he takes his slacks off. “Someone’s eager.” You say into the kiss and he groans. “Well then…” You break the kiss and slide your hands from his shoulders down his body, when you reach his waist you slide his boxers down and get on your knees. “Oh Y/N, You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.” You really didn’t, He was huge. You put your hands on the outside of his thighs and hold on. You look up at him one more time before putting his length into your mouth. As far back as you can, He grabs your head and pushes you farther onto him. His moans only intensify the pleasure this is giving you. He lets go of your hair and pulls out of your mouth. “Your turn missy.” He picks you up and lays you on his desk. You’re laying on you back and he leans down between your legs. He looks up across your abdomen looking for the green light and to continue. You nod and he smirks. He nudges against you and you feel his nose on your clit, he exhales warm air against you and you shiver and throw your head back. Then you feel his tongue on your heat. He pushes it into you making you moan. Then he licks up your entirety and stop at you clit and flicks his tongue against it. Making you buck your hips onto his face. “That’s right,” Gerard says huskily before nibbling on your clit. After that he returns his tongue inside of you. He pulls his face away and spits on your hot entrance. He slides his index and middle fingers inside you; you throw your head back as he smiles deviously at you. Thrusting his fingers in and out of you making you writhe against his hand. “Gerard!” You shout. He pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his dick. Slamming into you, you didn’t expect it you moan loudly. He slaps his hand over your mouth to keep you quiet. He stays still to let you acclimate to his size before he starts thrusting. After a good twenty minutes of thrusting in and out of you he climaxes in time with you. He lies against you while you both try to catch your breath. EH then stands up and starts putting his clothes on and so do you. You get everything together and start towards the door. “Hey, I at least owe you a ride home sugar.” Gerard says followed by a sincere smile. He walks over and puts his hand around my waist. “I’ve wanted to do that for the longest time Y/N. I love you.” He says sweetly. “I love you too.” You reply. He then kisses your head as you walk to his car.
Well, that was my first imagine… I hope you liked it and it served any need you had. Cx I may write some frerard fanfics next idk, so yeah. Thanks for reading J
