Blow Me (A Kiss) Before (S)he Goes

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-A/N- Back to 1st person >:3

-Frank POV-

"Come on now, you two. Why don't you let me in on a little fun? Besides, Mikey, it's getting late, you should leave. You know what might happen if you stick around too long." Mikey made a face, clearly remembering the fine moment where I had killed one of my pets during rough sex, all while Michael himself was only in the other room, and probably scared shitless by the deafening screams of the bitch who had decided she wanted to escape. He kissed Gerard for another few seconds before removing himself from his brother, and I faked a smile as Mikey gathered himself and began to leave. Mikey was such a naive little fool, he expected me to just take away his brother for his pleasure, and leave me to bring him back when he was done fucking him. And for free? Certainly not! I would have to use his stupidity to my advantage, as I was quite experienced with ignorant horny men, who expected me to do them "favors", only to give nothing in return.

I watched Gerard lay on the tattered mattress, now surrounded by my pets, being observed like some sort of lab experiment. I walked closer to them, smiling a little at the sight that was Gerard Way. He seemed quite special, not like the others, for none of my pets were as submissive as Gerard was. I sent my pets off, and really took a good look at him. He had fallen asleep, completely defenseless and vulnerable.

"Cof..fe..e" Gerard groaned in his sleep, and I almost chuckled at the fact that he was actually dreaming about coffee. He certainly was special.

"Yes, Gee. My cum tastes like coffee baby, would you like a taste?" I whispered into his ears, sending a satisfying chill up his spine. Smiling, I picked him up and went upstairs to my room, of course locking the playroom once I exited it. I couldn't let anyone in there when I wasn't around, for the room contained secrets darker than just a whip and some chains and other bullshit equipment. Honestly, I didn't even know why I had kept the playroom when I first discovered it. I was never into bondage anyway, but the idea of pain mixed with pleasure was quite alluring. Gerard never stirred, even when I threw him onto my bed and locked the door, making sure none of my pets could get a chance to sleep with their Master tonight, as they often tried. Tonight, I would be occupied with another pet.

"Mmfh..." Gerard sighed into the pillow, still dreaming about coffee or whatever the fuck else he had been. I crawled onto the bed next to him, and we lay there for a while. I smiled and pressed my lips against his cheek. I had no idea why I wasn't fucking him right now, but whatever the hell the boy had, I put off for later and just stared at him as he slept, quite peacefully I might add. It was if he enjoyed being here, in my shitty room covered in band posters and dried blood, with dirtied fucking clothes scattered all around the floor.

I began to think, still staring at Gerard's perky little nose, about what had happened just a few moments earlier. Mikey had eaten fruit and some crappy whipped cream shit off of Gerard's chest, and then the guy just kissed him, completely discarding the fact that he was his own brother? There seemed to be lots of hidden emotions all being conveyed through that kiss, and it made little Frankie (yes I named my penis little Frankie) hard. I imagined Gerard's soft rosy lips around my hardened cock, and him gagging and choking around my considerable length, as I would stroke and tug on his hair and flesh. It was quite a delicious thought, and I slid my hand into my pants, greedily grabbing LF and stroking him, making myself cry out. The thoughts of him, his hands on my waistband, tugging my boxers down and then...

I was so caught up in my own thoughts, I hadn't even noticed he had awoken and was watching me, his mouth forming an 'o' shape, which would be fun to shove my dick in, but that would be saved for later.

"U-Um? M-Master?" I opened my eyes and looked at my pet, who was still making that fucking 'o' shape with his mouth and had his eyes wide.

"Fr-from n-n-n-NOW o-on..." I said, pre-cum dripping onto my hand, "Y-you call me F-Frank." I moaned loudly, cumming all over the bed, and getting a bit on Gerard's hair somehow.

"Fuck yeah." He muttered under his breath.

"Fuck yeah." I repeated with a small smile. I did not know why I had given him permission to address me by anything other than what all my other pets called me, but I knew that it would be a lot more fun during sex if he would call me Frankie.

-A/N- k idek wtf this chapter was sry im just like yay you guys are reading and rn its 2 people per chapter and even though one of them is my friend and i made her read it es purdy cool so like wow

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Im going to be inserting a 'fuck' in every chapter so its always readable for everyone so fuck

my new signoff b: //anduy//

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