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Gerard Way smut blog Come Talk 2 me! They/them (18)🦇

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Intro + Masterlist

ao3

I’m J

My amazing Anons: 🪱 🍱 🔪 💋 🦪

EVERYTHING IS NSFW BE AWARE!

I really like writing fanfiction, and I try to put at least something out on a regular basis.

Mostly/entirely write X reader stuff

Possibility of dead dove (will always warn dw)

Asks: Open!!! Send stuff in!!!!

Won’t write: Anything with shit specifically, stuff with animals, pedo stuff, incest

Master list

Authors Picks and full fics:

-Trailer Park Royalty (trailer trash fic) (+HeadCannons of them)

-In The Still of the Night (Milkman G) (+More Headcannons)

-Running Gun: A Gunslinger Ballad (Cowboy G)

-Drop Dead! (high school au G)

-Like A Virgin (1980s camp counselor reader & G)

-Taste Back (College G)

-Only Angel Pt:2, Pt:3, Pt:4

-New Girl (Both G and Reader are nuns)

-Aliens Exist (Alien G)

-Petite Morte (Ghost G) Pt.2

-True Blue (Priest G)

-Cell Block Tango (lltbp G) Pt.2

-Sugar Talking (3some between HA G, Pancake G, and Reader)

-First time with Alien G

Drabbles/HCs/Asks:

-G calling reader mommy ask

-basement G degradation ask

-2004 overstim ask

-Lemon G Headcannons

- Pancake Report headcannons

-Dating Girlrard Headcannons

-Closer (kitty roleplay) pt.2

- 2019 Gerard Drabble

-Nurserard Drabble

-Ride It Like You Stole It! (Lltbp G)

-Short current G Drabble

-Swarm Tour Drabble

-Fuck Me Eyes: Kinktober 2025 (2019 G)

-Lltbp G Drabble

-Another Lltbp Drabble

-Dressing Room Romance (lltbp G)

-Kiss it Kiss it (2015 G)

-Drive In Movies (2015 G)

-Welcome Home: Kinktober 2025 (Secretary G)

-Deja Vu (Basement G)

-Mini lemon G fic

-Movie Night (2019 G)

[b0ys-division]

i wish i had the good at maths autism instead of the i want to fiddle with gerard way’s prostate autism.

[ger-rawr-xd]

I never see people write about tbp Gerard. Especially when he had white hair, like that’s kitty.

He’d love to be eaten out, bent over on your bed. Looking back at you red and blushing while you tongue and lick at their hole….ughhhhhhhhh take me out back

stop oh my god that’s KITTYYYUHHHHH.

it was their idea to bend over and arch so pretty, but then they get all surprised when you can’t keep your tongue out of their hole. it’s such a vulnerable position, they don’t know what to do with their hands. they end up subconsciously kneading at the blankets beneath them, gripping them and arching further down when your tongue breaches that spit-slick pink rim.

you haven’t even touched their poor cock yet. you don’t really even need to, it’s drooling perfectly fine on its own. when you pull away to admire your work you can see it visibly twitching in time with his hole’s needy winking. you’ve seen his tip go from a pretty blush pink, to that same reddened blush on his cheeks, begging for attention. if you were to stroke them, they’d probably cum then and there. but you’re having too much fun. you want this to last.

and the noises they’re making… they’re so comfortable with you that they’re far beyond caring what comes out of their throat. keening and whining, begs that start off as ‘please’ but end up as little cries. they’ll be ‘so good for you’ but they already are, so that’s not gonna change much, is it? just those pretty pleading hazel eyes looking back up at you are almost enough to make you cave. to give them exactly what they want. but then they start reaching back. they themself aren’t even sure of why they’re reaching back. regardless, you meet their hand halfway and lace your fingers with theirs so they can squeeze your hand when your ruthless teasing gets to be too much :(( <3

[fake-ur-death89]

This was my ask and omg….this is perfect

[fake-ur-death89]

Melon Collie And The Infinite Sadness + Basement/College G

I listened to these songs as I was writing but this is more of my opinion than anything lol I thought it was a little bit of an exercise between writing two things…I’m also going based solely on vibes of the songs not meaning for anything

Warnings: Really just a little (sometimes) fluffy smut

I’m thinking about fucking college/basement Gerard for the first time. He awkwardly puts on his cd of Melon Collie And The Infinite Sadness. Not necessarily because it fits the mood but more because they had no idea on what to put on. So it’s kind of on a low hum throughout his bedroom. I have a few songs I can picture certain things though:

Cupid De Locke: I definitely imagine the both of you on his creaky bed, old and definitely passed down. Before this he paused your makeout session to turn up his cd player. Probably planning it out specifically for this song. Gerard is on top and thrusting into you slowly. Forearms resting on their side of you, holding himself up while sweat dribbled from his brow. It’s very intimate and sweet, stomach grinding against your clit. He occasionally lowers his head to kiss you tentatively, flashing you a soft smile. Awkward and deathly unsure of his movements, but you seemed to like it so he persisted with quivering confidence. Loves when your hands creep up his neck and to his sideburns, nails scratching the skin there. Whenever Billy Corgan does the spoken part, Gerard whispers his own (probably rehearsed) string of praises. Sort of a confession? More like spilling all his feelings he’s been keeping to himself. The moment made you desperate for him to be as close as possible, somehow more than they already were. Begging them to cum deep inside you, watching their eyes widen.

Tonight, Tonight: Even though it’s more of an emotional song I think the both of you are still just making out. Tongues messily colliding, touching each other for the first time all excitedly. Fingers tugging on their dark locks, hearing how he unabashedly moans into your mouth. You’re aware of his erection sticking out from their jeans but that isn’t your priority right now. Hands clutch his rosy cheeks while you kiss them, now extremely red from the attention. Directing their large hands to your breasts, hearing them moan softly as you guide them to squeeze. Poor thing looked up at you with these big doe eyes, it was probably his first time. Moving into their lap, Gerard doesn’t know what to do with himself. Letting you lead the way, mimicking your movements on his own body.

Zero: This would be great to ride them to, pacing yourself with the song. (Not even mentioning the lyric about it.) His shitty mattress is squeaking under you, hands roaming up and down his chest while Billy sings “She’s the one for me/She’s all I really need.” During this one Gerard would encourage you to be rougher, guiding one of your hands to his throat. Encouraging you to bend down and bite hard, watching their eyes roll back and hold jolt into your warmth. Gerard would want you to draw blood, encouraging you to bite into his shoulder. To be honest, he loved being used. Watching you focus on your own pleasure, the main focus being on your own orgasm.

Galapagos: This one was the first one I thought about, Gerard would probably lay you out on the bed. Probably after cumming way too early. Positioning himself inbetween your legs, spreading them wide as he presses exploratory kisses into your clit. Feeling you jolt as they find the perfect spot, then they got to work. Slowly but steadily lapping at you, tongue gliding up and down your folds as the song steady plays in the background. Occasionally leaving its spot on your pussy to kiss along your thighs delicately, soft lips peppering the skin there. Though jolting as a thick finger stroked your opening, more of a warning than anything. Because soon after they inserted a thick finger into you. Watching your body start to naturally thrust into it. However it didn’t take long to set a pace before you were begging for another finger. Your orgasm built up and intensified as the song did, though lasting quite a bit longer.

[fake-ur-death89]

I just made an edit of tbp era rard and now I’m all hot and bothered…here’s a little short drabble before I go to work.

Also heres the edit

I’m thinking about tbp G fingering you on the couch while we watch some weird ass porn he likes. Your back is to them, pussy spread open by their thick fingers. They plant kisses and little hickeys on your neck while you thread your fingers through their short hair. Gerard’s free hand occasionally comes up to grasp and knead your breast. Fingertips moving up your ghost over your throat while the rhythmic squelches of his fingers echo throughout the room. Gerard always makes you orgasm at least once before fucking you, loves watching you squirt all over your thighs.

They also love seeing you bent over in doggy, hands clutching each full ass cheek. Fingers digging into the flesh before letting a hand come down on the right one. Watching a red mark form on the fleshy part of your butt. Smiling softly has they insert themselves, not in a quick shove. Gerard was one for theatrics, so they inched inside slowly, fingers exploring your body, pinching your nipples and clitoris. Giggling ever so softly as your eyes roll back from pleasure. Then once he was in, they set a brutal pace, hands white knuckling your hips. Thrusts acting like a piston, shoving their hardness into that spot that made you whine. They set a brutal but even pace, make sure to drag their cock mercilessly in and out of you.

It didn’t take long for you to cum, wiping sweat off your brow. Fetching the strap on that sat on the coffee table, now it was Gerard’s turn…

[fake-ur-death89]

Omg I need to strap current rard down so bad…like don’t even talk to me

[fake-ur-death89]

older g after being married for years not being able to come so after a couple hours of trying he just says to stop trying so they lay down for a smoke

Here’s a little something while I write a bigger fic I’m excited about. I’ve been wanting to write a ghosty/horror ish story for a while now so it’s gonna be a bit spooky. Plus a little romance with neighbor tbp era G. 😏

Tags: nothing bad, really just smut

You’ve been married for more than a decade, giving plenty of time to experiment with almost everything. But as they’ve gotten older, their body sometimes doesn’t agree with their mind. Making it hard to stay erect for as long as before, or cumming for that matter. But they more enjoyed the journey than the destination. Changing positions at your whim, more enjoying the pleasure you got out of it.

Bottom lip caught between his teeth while you gave them a pussy job. Your head thrown back as you use them, cock providing friction against your clit. Occasionally taking letting their tip trace your sensitive clit, watching his hips buck up to meet yours. Groaning, you threw your head back, “God, I love you sweetheart!” Gerard clutched your hips tighter, fingertips digging deep into your flesh. Moaning softly, hair stringy and sweaty so it stuck to their face.

It didn’t take you very long to finish in that position, Gerard’s smiled in delight as they watched you. Smile lines and wrinkles framing his lips, his smile was truly perfect. Coming down from your high, “Wanna try a different position?” They nodded, watching as you bent over, putting your slick pussy on display. Gerard stroked themselves, lining themselves up with your hole. He pushed in with a long groan, moaning at the feeling of being fully surrounded by you. Enveloped in your warmth, they started to mindlessly thrust, body only focussed on seeking pleasure.

With each thrust he gained speed, but you could tell they were getting a little frustrated. Gerard was getting rougher, the sound of their balls slapping against you grew louder. As well as the bed frame, that slammed rhythmically against the wall. Their grip got harder on your hips, surely making bruises you’d trace the next day. Gerard started to mutter under his breath, mad with his own body. You were getting close, pressing your cheek to the mattress, trying to look up at him. They were sweaty, mouth hanging open while he chased his own orgasm, which was excruciating. Shoving their cock into you a couple more times, forcefully thrusting your body into the bed. Then, they just stopped, letting out a long sigh, he traced a hand down your body delicately.

“M’ sorry sugar, it’s not worth it anymore…” he muttered, clearly disheartened. Pulling out, cock slapping against his thigh, they sat beside you. Curling up to Gerard’s side, hand resting against their bare chest. Fingers tracing his skin, dancing along the greying hair between their pecs. Taking the pack of cigarettes that sat on his bedside table, picking out one and lighting it. Puffing out smoke before handing it down to you. Watching you sit up and take a puff, hazel eyes watching you intently. Handing it back again, asking, “Have you ever thought of getting back in drag? Maybe that’ll help.” Gerard thought about it for a moment and laughed softly, “How about we try it next time, hm?” You smiled, “I’d enjoy that.”

[fake-ur-death89]

Any fic recs similar to the therapist gerard x reader ? i saw you mention it and i read it and its my fav thing ever so i assume you have good taste!

I wouldn’t say I’ve read a ton like that fic but I’d say a lot of the trailer trash G stuff hits the same spot.

[pixieb0dies]

tumblr ate my drabble about basement!Gee with a small dick, who has girlishly whines when you flick him, calling it his “clit” before you suck on his tip and fondle his balls

smalldick!basement!Gee who bucks his hips into your mouth but it doesn’t even phase you because his tiny little dick doesn’t even brush the back of your throat

smalldick!basement!Gee who wears panties that sag under his balls

smalldick!basement!Gee who cries and begs for you to let him cum as you edge

smalldick!basement!Gee who just wants to make you feel good but his tiny cock clit is useless and so he has his face buried between your legs for hours, keening any every little bit of praise

smalldick!basement!Gee who thoroughly enjoys being feminized— being called the sweetest, prettiest girl, your bitch, and everything in between <3

hnnng oh my lawd I want him in my mouth

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I’m thinking about current G having a hard time getting it up. You were sitting on their lap, hand wrapped around their length and stroking them roughly. Gerard looked a little embarrassed, face all red and a fist balled up in between his mouth. Little moans escaping their lips every time you stroked them just right.

Whimpering softly when you kneel down before them, pressing your lips against their tip. Tongue tracing around their tip before licking up and down their length. “So pretty…” you muttered, other hand exploring lower to clutch their balls. Massaging them between your fingers, watching him getting harder under your touch. Making eye contact as you traced your tongue around their tip. Watching his eyes roll as you nipped at it. His fingers threaded through your hair, “M’ sorry sugar…” You smiled, stroking them faster, a hand on their pale thigh. “Don’t worry, just tell me if you want me to stop.” They nodded adjusting his glasses.

Finally taking them fully into your mouth, nose pressed to their grey patch of pubic hair. Whining above you, his hips twitched to push themselves deeper. Tip reaching just before your throat, causing you to gag just slightly. Gerard kept hardening in your mouth, making it easier to start a rhythm. It had been a while since you’ve been intimate so they were already moaning all high and girlish. Fingers pulling on your hair just enough to hurt a little. A few moments later they came early down your throat, missing their warm finish. You used to fuck like rabbits, almost every night it seemed like. But now you’re more content with just his company rather than the physical intimacy of it.

[fake-ur-death89]

Can you guys help me find a fic?

It’s a three parter where current G is readers therapist and their like inseparable? Like reader is kinda crazy…There’s something with like bees in it?

I promise I’m not crazy! It was a really good fic and I miss it

[fake-ur-death89]

I LOVE YOUR WRITING ‼️

Ahhhh thank you!!!!!

And thank you so much for reading it! Sometimes I feel like my writing goes into the void. But then I get really nice replies and asks and it makes everything real

[leathergerard]

sorry not to be inappropriate again but think how sweaty those gloves must be

[fake-ur-death89]

Gerard from 2016 with a fetish for urine and calling the reader "mommy."

I feel like I haven’t had a lot of motivation to write so I’m sorry guys 😭 I’m trying to get back into it as best as I can!

Tags: shower sex (and the contents of the ask)

The hot water ran over your body, you were showing before Gerard got home from a comic thing. It was some convention they’d been invited to speak at, being gone a couple days made you stir with anticipation. You decided to shower since you knew he’d be home soon. However, not as soon as you thought. Because the bathroom door creaked open, “Hey sweetheart.” Poking your head out of the curtain, almost in disbelief, “Hey baby!” Gerard smiled sheepishly, brushing a sliver of hair behind their ear. “Why don’t you join me? I’ve been missing you so bad…” A blush settled over their full cheeks, and quickly they got to work in removing his clothes. Revealing their pale pudgy torso for you, sucking in a breath as he exposes their hard cock to the humid air of the bathroom.

“That’s it, sweetheart” you muttered as they pushed the shower curtain back and joined you. He came up behind you, wrapping their arms around your waist, “Missed you so much, sugar.” Placing a few kisses on your neck as the large hands traced down your body. Fingers coming to clutch their head, threading through their long greying hair. Shivering as his fingers grazed your clit teasingly, going in light circles. Making you gasp, “So good, sweetheart.” He pressed harder, gathering wetness that leaked out of you. Their other hand came up to press on your lower stomach, “Can you-“ Interrupted them, “Get on your knees.” Gerard whimpered softly, “T-thank you mommy.” Smiling down at them, petting their mousy hair delicately, “Of course, anything for you baby.”

Hiking your leg on one of the ledges of the shower, Gerard went between your legs. Placing kisses on your thighs that lead up to your warmth. Nuzzling their face between your folds, his tongue licked at your hole while his nose dug into your clit. A hand still placed on your lower stomach, you knew what he wanted. They needed you to piss for them, this would be the first time you’ve done this for him. While he was gone you’d been sexting most solitary nights, and in their desperate and horny loneliness he babbled on about his biggest fantasies. Surprised at your interest, you promised to try it out whenever they got home. It would’ve been nice to prepare, but as the pressure on your bladder intensified, it wasn’t much of a problem.

Grinding their nose with each stroke of their tongue in you, moaning all high and girlish as they ate you out. Cock trapped between his thighs, hips rocking in time with the movement of their tongue. Finally, Gerard added his fingers, tracing your hole delicately before inserting them. Taking in every moan and gasp that escaped your lips, fingers threading through his hair. Tugging harshly as they moaned, sucking and kitten licking at your clit. The hand on your bladder pressed harder, pressure making you groan. “M’ so close baby…Are you ready for me?”

Gerard nodded, fingers moving faster to guide you along, eager for your piss. Humming as Gerard muttered, “C’mon momma, need you so bad…” Throwing your head back, a long moan escaped your throat as you let go. The pressure that built up from both your orgasm and bladder let go. Releasing your warmth into Gerard’s open and willing mouth. One of his hands wrapped around their cock, pumping roughly as they took what you gave. Cumming fairly quickly, watching as his own finish washed down the drain. Tongue licking up whatever arousal still sat on you.

The shower water had ran cold, making your worn out body shiver. “Was that good, baby?” They nodded, hazel eyes fluttering slightly, ready for bed. You toweled Gerard’s body off, starting from their legs and working your way up. Watching as their cock twitches from your gaze. Smiling softly, you pressed a kiss into their soft lips. Then, they helped dry you off, following the movements you used on them. He loved any excuse to touch your body, admiring your figure, everything about you was perfect.

[chaotic-1111-witch]

Basement Gerard for the hcs thing?? Like shy, sleazy, basement gee….

Basement Gerard hc's

nsfw! mdni‼️

basement!gerard who shamelessly stares at you at your job at the only comic book store in town since the first day you started working there

basement!gerard who will stay in the store for hours, refusing to check out until you're not behind the counter anymore because he's scared to talk to you

basement!gerard who rehearses talking to you every night, talking to himself in the mirror and cursing to himself under his breath whenever he messes up, running a hand through his greasy hair

basement!gerard who doesn't know how to react the first time you initiate a conversation with him. "oh! i love that one" you say over his shoulder as you pass behind him carrying a box of comics. his eyes go wide and he just nods quickly, ducking his head before placing it back and leaving the store without a word

basement!gerard who jacks off to you that night, remembering the sound of your voice and imagining you saying all kinds of dirty and depraved things to him while he furiously grips his cock. he cums with your face in his mind, then rolls over and lets the guilt eat him alive until he falls asleep in his own mess

basement!gerard who doesn't come back to the store for weeks after that night, too ashamed to even be in the same room as you

basement!gerard who can't look you in the eye as you serve him at the counter. your colleague was on break and he really needed the new issue of doom patrol

basement!gerard who's hands shake as he hands you the cash. "you've got good taste," you tell him as you hand him his change, and he blushes, thanking you quietly before rushing out

basement!gerard who finally talks to you first, offering a small "hi" as he passes you in the store, then lets you drag him into a conversation about comics. his eyes practically turn into heart shapes as he listens to you talk passionately about your favourite authors, realizing you have a lot in common

basement!gerard who is lost for words when you tell him you'd like to see his collection sometime. "sounds impressive," you tell him, and he just makes a small noise of agreement, thinking about you both in his basement room together and what it could lead to

basement!gerard who tries and fails to avert his eyes during the heat wave when he sees you bent over in shorts stocking shelves, feeling the blood rush to his dick and hiding behind a shelf until it had gone down

basement!gerard who works up the confidence to ask you over to his place to look through his collection, and grins when you agree enthusiastically, asking if you can come over tonight

basement!gerard who actually showers and attempts to clean his room that afternoon, then paces back and forth by the front door until you arrive

basement!gerard who gets hard almost immediately when you lay on your front on his bed in your shorts, flicking through a few comics he'd laid out for you

basement!gerard who can't help but palm himself through his jeans while you have your back to him, and freezes when you turn around and catch him

basement!gerard whose eyes go wide when you crawl off the bed towards him, settling on your knees in front of him and begin to unbuckle his belt

basement!gerard who is so loud and vocal, whimpering and whining as you suck his cock, thrusting into your mouth with his hands tangled into your hair

basement!gerard who constantly apologizes and thanks you while you're on your knees for him. "ah, shit. thank you, oh fuck- you're so- so good at this. thank you, fuck, thank you. i'm- i'm gonna-"

basement!gerard who cums after only a few minutes, a shaking mess as he thrusts into your mouth, cumming into the back of your throat and apologizing constantly, holding you there until he's completely spent

basement!gerard who looks like he's going to cry as soon as he releases you. "i'm sorry, god. so sorry. i didn't mean to-"

basement!gerard who gets embarrassingly hard again as soon as you stand up to push him backwards onto the bed, stripping off your clothes and straddling him

basement!gerard who can't believe his luck when you fuck his brains out, begging you to talk down to him, whimpering underneath you when you do. "god, you're such a pervert. you like it when i fuck myself on you? how many times have you jacked off to me like this? such a desperate little man"

basement!gerard who definitely can't look you in the eye the next few times he goes into the comic book store without getting hard

[fake-ur-death89]

would you ever write omorashi gerard 👉👈

I definitely would…😏

[fake-ur-death89]

Spitplay with sub hesitant alien gee? And then overstimulating him? :3

No pressure and I love ur writing sm!! Stay well 🫀

anon 🎐

Ofcccccc I loveeee hesitant alien Gerard so much!

Tags: Spit stuff, sub G/dom reader, G is lowk a masochist 😳 afab (& fem) reader

This is just smut…I promise I’m gonna write something of substance soon

Gerard sat lonesome on his hotel room floor waiting for you to make your fashionably late entrance. At this point he’d taken his suit jacket off, face burning already in embarrassment. Body growing warm from a mix of that and the erection that stuck out of their slacks. They hoped you wore your special boots to the show, he didn’t get a chance to see you directly after. But knowing you, he’d get to see your face shortly.

Knocking steadily on the hotel door, muttering a small, “It’s me, can I come in?” Gerard’s cock pulsed in excitement, running a hand through their hair, “Yes, ma’am. It should be unlocked.” Smiling to yourself, they were always on their best behavior. Stepping into the hotel room, Gerard was a sight to behold. Towering over them, you slid one of your big boots between their legs, “Go on honey, I know I’ve kept you waiting.” Eagerly, Gerard mounted the shiny black leather, your fingers tangled in his orange locks, fingernails scratching their scalp like a dog. They whined, “Thank you-thank you so much.”

His chin rested a little above your knee, hazel eyes staring up at you. Soft moans escaped their lips as they humped you, “Finally being good for once.” Eyes widening as you spat on them, groaning as it lands on his cheek. Cock aching inside their boxers and slacks, the fabric of their underwear probably see through at this point. “You better swallow this if you know what’s good for you.” Gerard nodded, opening their mouth wide as you spat a second time. But this time directly into his mouth. Groaning in pleasure as they swallow it, smiling sharply while you watch their Adam’s apple bob. Threading your fingers through their hair and tugging hard on his orange locks. Gerard regained his rhythm, holding on for dear life on your leg, whining your name all high and desperate.

Suddenly your boot came up and kicked them, watching as his face contorts in first pain then pleasure. Hissing, “It’s Mistress to you, slut.” Gerard nodded, sniffling softly, “M’ sorry…Mistress.” Eyes all red and tearing up, it was a familiar sight you loved. Caressing his cheek softly, “There we go. That wasn’t so hard, was it sweetheart?” Slowly, Gerard’s shook his head, they were getting close, desperately close. His long eyelashes fluttered shut, so caught up in the rhythm of his cock dragging on the leather of your boot. Gerard came with a pathetic whimper, eyes opening as if coming out of a haze. Peppering a few kisses on your knee thankfully, “Good boy,” you muttered, massaging their scalp.

“Can you do something for me now?” They nodded, “Of course, Mistress.” Thumb rubbing their cheek, “Good, how about you take off your pants and underwear and sit back on the bed.” Gerard smiled softly, thankful to get out of those sticky boxers. You followed, taking off your boots, he watched all red from embarrassment as you examined the wet spot on the one he humped. Unbuttoning your shirt slowly, providing a little strip show for them. Moaning softly as you clutched your breasts through your bra. Next came your skirt, shoving it down in one fell swoop.

Climbing into the bed, you straddled his hips, laughing softly at the feeling of their already stiff cock. “How pathetic,” a finger traced the buttons of their white dress shirt. Which had a few sweat darkened blotches under his arms and on his chest. Slow and steady, you started to unbutton their shirt, rubbing your underwear clad heat on their erection. Smiling at the sight of their pale chest, fingers tracing their torso to circle his perked nipples. Watching them groan and writhe under you, your hand wound back, lingering for a moment before Gerard nodded for you to continue. The palm of your hand came down hard against their cheek, he moaned, “Thank you…”

Placing featherlight kisses over the stinging, red skin. Poor baby, they were trembling under every slight touch, “M’ gonna use you like the little slut you are…” Bending down and kisses him sloppily, tongue messily licking into his mouth. Reaching behind you and undoing your bra, throwing it across the room. Gerard licked their lips, muttering, “Can I please touch you, mistress?” You pondered the question for a moment, intentionally grinding down on their erection. Finally you responded, “Sure, baby.” Quickly, they clung to your breast, taking a nipple into their mouth and clutching the other. Humming, fingers scratching his scalp, “Such a good boy. My pretty little whore…” Gerard whined, bucking up into your heat, or at least trying to.

Pulling your panties aside, you guided their weeping cock to your hole. Steadily, you slowly sank onto them, watching as they laid back on the bed. Moaning softly, “Does that feel good, honey?” Gerard rested their head against the bed frame, large hazel eyes staring up at you. Already so fucked out, he held onto your hips, “So so good, Mistress!” Placing your hands on their chest, helping to get some leverage so you could speed up. Throwing your head back, riding Gerard a little rougher, “Can barely feel you-fuck!” That, however, was a lie. They were thicker rather than long, with a vein that spanned all of their length. With a pretty pink head that practically blushed just like their cheeks whenever hard.

Sliding a hand up his chest and wrapping it tightly around their neck. They gasped, back arching to meet your thrusts, mouth hanging open and moaning loudly. It’d been so long since you’ve made love, so he was way more whiny and desperate than usual. Suddenly their eyes squeezed shut, fingers tightening on your hips. Hard enough to probably leave a mark for tomorrow, something to look at while he was touring. Anyway, they came deep into you, throwing an arm over his face as they howled in pleasure. Riding them faster, you slid a free hand lower to circle your clit.

Gerard was starting to tear up under you, already getting overstimulated. Taking your hand off their neck, moving to caress his cheek. Wiping away tears that started to fall down their high cheekbones. “Awe c’mon baby and cry f’me. You know I love it.” Placing your thumb on their bottom lip, biting your lip as they took it into their mouth. Sucking on it gently, letting their tongue trace the skin there. Groaning, “I’m so close, sweet thing…” More tears rolled down their cheeks with every warm clench around his length. Fingers quickening on your clit, moaning and gasping as you came around them.

Riding it out for a second before collapsing next to them, catching your breath while you melted into his side. Head resting on their heaving chest, “I missed you, sweetheart.” Gerard laughed shakily, “Missed you too. Maybe I need to go on tour more for you to fuck me like that.” Rolling your eyes and looking up at them, “Don’t even think about it…”