Never let them take you alive // Adopted by Frerard

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I'm seated, still umcomfortable from the eariler events. *cough*. I allow my eyes to drift around my room. My posters around my perception. I remove the bedsheets from my bed, laying my MCR blanket cover the bed. I dust off a few particles, until I hear a quiet knock at the door. Gerard peers his head, and I give the indication that he's allowed to enter. He smiles and closes the door behind him. He plants himself onto a chair, as i seat myself on my bed. He studies the room briefly, before turning to me. He goes over the basic questions:

"How old are you?"
"13"
"Can you play instruments?"
"Bass, acoustic, piano, trumpet, electric, drums, viola, cello, etc."
"Favorite bands?"
"MSI, TØP, MCR, Taking Back Sunday, Jimmy Eat World, Paramore, Nirvana, Palaye Royale, All-American Regects, AngelSpit, BMTH, FIR, Green Day, Linkin Park, P!atd, IDKhow, Queen, Good Charlotte, Simple Plan, The Used, The Killers, Papa Roach, Ramones, FOB, CIWWAF, RHCP, BVB, PTV, ATL- oh! and Frank Iero and the future violents is currently a bop!! This is just to name a few.. hehe"
Gerard smiles.
"You're the one" he says. I'm the one? I'm it??? I'M IT! HE'S ADOPTING ME! HOLY GEESUS FUCK--

I bite my lip, containing all my mirth. He stands, and I stand after. I give a smile. Genuinely. And I deliver an embracingly warm hug. No words can express this moment. He hugs back, wrapping his colossal arms around me. Well, compared to him, I'm a twig. 173 cm (or 5'7) and 35 kg (or 85 lbs (this is all going off of from the fact that she isn't actually from America and shit))

I muster my clothes ready, makeup, sketchpads and various other items in my room.
"Oh, and it'll take about a week to get verified before you get to come home, okay?" He says. I groan in response. He laughs and exits the room, leaving me to pack. I sigh once finished, and put my bag under my bed.

I go downstairs and say bye to Gerard. He just has to sign some papers, leave, and wait for the conformation. So, he exits for good. I'll surely see him tomorrow. I walk back upstairs and flop on my bed. It's 12:00 pm now. A nap wouldn't hurt. I haven't had one in forever.

uwuwuwu naptime is over

I wake up and check the time. 2:36 pm. Looks like my catnap is over. I get up and run my fingers through my short, floofy hair. I should dye it today. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by fUcKiNg ChAd. Y'know, the guy who raped me? Well, rapeS me. The door swings open, his 'muscular' white body flexes as he attempts to act cool. I can smell the axe body spray, and the over use of hair gel on his blonde hair from a mile away. He gives a sinister smirk, letting all his bad teeth show. He blue eyes stares seductively at me. Just another reason to remind me I'm lesbian.

He slams the door behind him, making his way to the foot of my bed. My breathing gets sharp, as he gets rougher everytime I see him.
"I heard you were getting adopted" He says. I nod. "Well, would be a shame for you to leave without having a little extra fun." He continues. I gulp. He grabs my arm and pins me against a wall. My breathing becoming  more shallow. I turn my head to the side, so I don't have to look at his greasy rat of a face. He nuzzles his face on my neck, breathing down it. His hot breath sends chills down my spine. He leaves a small trail of wet kisses on my neck, then proceeds to lick them. I squirm in response. What used to be my hot back, is now cooled by the passing breezes. He roughly kisses me, using his tongue to beg for entry. I allow, knowing what shit goes down if I refuse. He lets himself explore every inch of my mouth, before pulling away. A tiny string of saliva connecting our lips.

~~⚠️⚠️ this is where the sick shit starts. i'll leave an indecation that its done. proceed if you're okay with smut ⚠️⚠️~~

He undresses me, leaving me in a bra and underwear. Then, he undresses himself. He instructs me to get on my knees, and I obey. He pulls his boxers down, letting his member loose. He uses 3 fingers to massage the end of his shaft, and then giving me the same indication that I've been receiving for years. I start at the tip, knowing he likes being teased. I let my tongue travel around his tip, circulating it for about 4 times. I give it a few licks, before I wrap my lips around about 1/4 of the actual shaft.

I use one hand to pump the rest of the shaft that I don't bother to deepthroat. I use my other free hand to balance myself. I start actually deepthroating him, using my tongue rapidly to stimulate him. He moans in pleasure. This was the least of my concerns. A few mintues and a lot of headpushing flies by. I know he's getting close. I pull away and let a ring of saliva around my mouth connect with Chad's length. He throws me on the bed, and creeps ontop of me. He kisses my neck, leaving a hickey. He jerks off on me, signaling for me to take my bra and underwear off.

I unclip the bra, and he pulls it over my head. He plays with my breasts a bit, before pushing my underwear to the side. I take a deep breath as he enters me. He ruthlessly injects all of his member into me. He moves in and out at a fast pace. The knot in my stomach begins tighter. I feel him reaching my g-spot. I squirm and try to get him off me, but he holds me down. He picks an even faster pace, faster than I've ever felt. He lifts my legs up, high. My legs forming a V shape. He stimulates my clit as he repeatedly slams all his length in me. The knot in my stomach tightening with every thrust. My cheeks are red, and I'm close to sobbing. I feel myself reaching my climax, as to he. He pulls out, cumming onto my stomach. His warm seed trailing from my stomach, down to my labia minora. The warmth makes me cum. Something I wasn't allowed to do. He never gave me signals to cum, because he didn't want me to. He wanted to see me pant and have the cum build up. The pain I would be in from being restricted to cumming.

Knowing this, my trip was far from over.

~~⚠️⚠️ smut scene over. sorry if you read it 😅😅 ive never written smut before ⚠️⚠️~~

An hour passes by. Pure torture. I sigh as I see Chad exit my room. I get dressed and lay on my side. I try to sleep, but I cant. The haunting moments. What he said. What he did. My hands tremble. I still feel him leaking down my thighs. I turn to the other side. I can't wait for Gerards verification.