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Gerard: "What do want with me?"
Bert: "Seriously?"
Gerard: "Tell me before I decide I don't wanna know."
Bert: "Can I call you?"
Gerard: "No."
Bert: "Uhm okay."
Bert: "I wanna see if your lips still feel the same."
Gerard: "I have facial hair."
Bert: "I bet it tickles."
Gerard: "..."
Bert: "I know what you look like, Gerard."
Gerard: "..."
Gerard: "What else?"
Bert: "I'm calling you."
Gerard: "No."
Bert: "Pretty, I'm gonna call you."
The phone rings and Gerard takes a second to decide what he's going to do. Deciding to reject it however finding himself sliding right to accept the call and put the reciever to his ear.
Bert: How far can I take this?
Gerard: It's near 5am. I'm in my office. Just talk.
Bert: Is the door locked?
Gerard: Bert, just talk.
Bert: I wanna start in your neck and leave bite marks where you like it.
Gerard:
Bert: Rub up between your thighs and feel you shaking under me cause you're so nervous.
Gerard: hm.
Bert: I want my hands all over your body.
Gerard: hu uh.
Bert: Don't tell me no. I love your body. Let me show you how much I love your body. Let me lick all the old marks and the new ones. I wanna find all the new ones and make you feel good. All the soft bits and all your curves.
Gerard: Shit.
Bert: Then let me make you hard. I'm so hard, Pretty. You can have anything you want. Even the things I wouldn't give you before. Do you wanna fuck me?
Gerard:
Gerard: Maybe.
Bert: Cause you don't trust me?
Gerard: Yeah.
Bert: I don't trust you either.
Bert: But you can have me. I bet you feel so fuckin good. I bet you wanna know what I feel like. I bet you wanna see how much it hurts me... for everything I did to you. For all the nasty shit I said. And then watch me get weak with how good it becomes and moan your fuckin name the way I used to make you feel. Remember how I used to make you feel?
Gerard: Yeah.
Bert: Yeah. I'm not scared of you. I want it.
Gerard: You're not scared of anything.
Bert: I can take it.
Gerard: Mhmm. Yeah.
Bert: You're so beautiful.
Gerard:
Bert:
Gerard:
Bert: Gerard?
Gerard: You're stupid.
Bert: But I'm hot.
Gerard: Yeah.
Bert: Just your type.
Gerard: Yeah.
Bert: We fit so good, Pretty.
Gerard: So good.
Bert: Shit. Gonna'come
Gerard: So quick.
Bert: Can't... aaah... can't help it. Mhmmmmfuckkk.
Gerard: Come for me.
Bert: Yeah... fuuuuckk.
Gerard:
Bert:
Gerard:
Bert: Holy shit. I'm sorry.
Gerard: Why?
Bert: I don't know. You still wanna?
Gerard: I kind'a... uhm. I'm already a mess over here.
Bert: What?
Gerard: You had me at "I can take it."
Bert: And you gave me shit for coming quick?
Gerard: I wouldn't be me if I didn't give you shit.
Bert: Good thing I like your shit.
Gerard: That's gross.
Bert: Really? Mr Bodily Fluids fetish thinks that's gross.
Gerard: Shut up, Bert.
Bert:
Gerard: I gotta get cleaned up.
Bert: Yeah me too.
Gerard: Bye.
Bert: Gerard.
Gerard: Yeah?
Bert: I'm not fucking with you.
Gerard: Sure.
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Fanfiction2017-2018 It's been 12? 12 fucking years. And I still hate you. *This is presented a little differently than usual. Hope you enjoy.*