Hi I love your fics so much I read them at night waiting for my melatonin to kick in but I do have a request…. I need a bottom Frank fic SO BAD IM YEARNING FOR IT PLEASE I NEED THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ─ The bed creaked beneath both of you as the springs inside of it were tussled and moved upon . Frank’s hands were tied to either side of the bed frame with pink rope that would bruise and scratch around his wrists making the dark tattooed ink that was placed on his skin mirror a reddish pink . He let out a quick wet throaty sob as you bounced on his cock “ f-fuck please god ! ” he panted out . His cheeks were red as his tears highlighted the puffed up skin around his eye sockets making his pretty green hazel eyes look like gems . You had milked his dick dry time after time but you still didn’t want to give him a break or rather he didn’t deserve one . You didn’t even know what time it was you but you weren’t stopping until you got your satisfaction . His balls and thighs were sticky from each of your mixed liquids rubbing against his skin , every time you went back down on his cock a sharp wet slap echoed in your room like a drum . His cock had already stuffed your pussy to the brim but every time he came with his shallow shaky breaths somehow you were able to shove more of him in you . Your tits bounced in front of him like a treat , he wanted to wrap his pierced lips on your succulent nipples but barely could reach up to do so , everytime he tried he pathetically fell back down on your bed because of the restraints . It made you raise your eyebrow in pure amusement , you gave the collar on his neck a quick tug so you could get his attention “ puppy want a treat ? ” he nodded speedily but earned a stinging slap to his cheek instead . You gripped his face and forced him to look at you with those sad puppy eyes of his “ well you better work for it . ” you prompted before shoving his face to the side . He trembled as you rode him harder and harder “ I can’t ! ” he yelped “ yes you can . ” your voice remained calm like the tip of his dick wasn’t hitting every g spot that your tunnel had . Finally you clenched down on him and once more his dick was coated in cum . Since it was so messy before the left over cum that had builded up started becoming a milky white . On his end he could barely produce any semen from his cock and when he did it hurt like hell . He was just thankful you were so called “ done ” at this point . You pressed yourself completely down on his base shoving your full weight onto his bottom half before giving your hips a bit of a movement so your clit rubbed against his pubes before moving off of him . He really thought he was free for a second before you brought out a ball gag and a few toys that didn’t look shy about giving pain . “ you ready puppy ? ”
Ooh Bunny wrote another smut fic what else is new >.< yeah, well, this time its Frank and Gerard so idk suck it? Also I should be getting ready to leeeaveeee damnit
College! Bullets Gerard x Frank x Reader <3
College wasn't all that bad, you were in your second year and as an RA you had a room to yourself. You had to deal with people coming to your room at all hours of the night with complaints and make sure parties didnt get too out of control but that you could handle.
What really bothered you though was the two at the end of the hall. Frank and Gerard. They were always partying and being loud during quiet hours, their room reeked of weed and alcohol 24/7 and you always covered for them when the cops came.
Your Junior year before you became an RA you did party with them a few times and things did sometimes get out of control but who cared at that point, that was the RA at the time's problem, not yours.
Now that you are in your sophomore year, things were different. At least, thats what you told yourself.
"Gee, I really can't keep covering for you guys anymore. I'm an RA now and I have to make sure the whole floor is doing what they need to do." You tell him after the cops left for the 3rd time this week.
"Well I dont know who keeps calling them on us!" Gerard huffs as he sits down on top of your desk. "We weren't even being that loud."
"The noise wasnt the issue this time, someone said they smelled weed." You say moving the books from out of his way so they dont get knocked off your desk.
"Ugh, was it Ray? He always calls because of that." Gerard says rolling his eyes. "Whatever, thank you for covering for us. I promise me and Frank will be more careful."
Its your turn to roll your eyes then, "Oh, careful? Like the last 10 times you promised me that?" You ask as you cross your arms, getting ready to scold Gerard.
"I know, I know. But hey, we always make it up to you, right?" He asks with a goofy grin, making you laugh softly as he wags his eyebrows to you.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." You wave him off.
"Aww c'mon.. you know you love us." He says as he hops down from your desk and walks over to you.
"And you are so lucky I do." You smile as he walks closer. "Or else I wouldn't do half the things I already do for you both."
"Mhm.. don't pretend that you don't love the thrill of lying to the cops." Gerard says as he sits on your bed, patting the spot next to him for you to join him.
"I didnt at first." You say as you sit next to him. "But I guess it's grown on me."
"And you do it so well, our little accomplice." He says brushing some of your hair behind your shoulder.
"Yeah, well. Be that as it may, I'm going to get caught one of these times. You and Frank... have to promise.. me.. fuck.. Gee.." Your scolding trails off as you melt under Gerards touch, the light kisses trailing from your neck down your collarbone.
"Shh.. lay back baby, I promise to make it up to you." He says softly as he guides you onto your back, lifting your shirt over your head and pressing soft kisses down your chest. His hands slide up your sides and around your back, unclasping your bra and letting it fall.
You hear a faint knock at the door then, hurrying to cover yourself with your blanket. "Who is it?" You call to the door you forgot to lock.
"It's me." A small voice calls. "C-can I come in?"
You smile to Gerard who shakes his head, trying to tell you no. "Come in Frankie!" You say anyway and hear the door click open slowly, Gerard rolls his eyes and sits back down in a huff.
"You're not mad at us, right?" Frank asks as he closes the door behind him. "I told Gerard we were gonna get caught."
"Lock the door Frankie, come here." You say to him, removing the blanket and revealing your half naked body. Franks eyes grow wide and he hurries to lock the door, making his way to your bed as he kicks his shoes off.
"I'm not mad Frankie, I could never be mad at you." You coo to him as he walks over with a big smile.
"Oh but all that yelling at me?" Gerard mumbles as Frank climbs up onto the bed.
You ignore Gerards comments and cup Franks cheek, giving him a soft kiss. "Don't listen to Gerard. I just want you both to be more careful, thats all." You smile to him and he nods happily as you turn over and start to unbutton his jeans.
Frank pushes them off and pulls his shirt over his head. Gerard rolls his eyes and unbuttons his own jeans, pushing them down and moving behind you.
Frank sits back down in front of where you lay, happily looking down at you as you palm him through his boxers. "T-thank you again for helping us." He squeaks out softly and you smile up at him before hooking your thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and sliding them down around his thighs.
Gerard mimics your motions on Frank, pulling down your panties and watching them peel away from your glistening pussy. He groans at the sight as he pushes his boxers down and lightly strokes himself a few times before moving his hand to your core, rubbing slow circles around you.
Meanwhile on Frank, once he is fully sprung from his boxers, you lick a long strip with a flat tongue on the underside of his cock. Making him shiver as you do, he bites his lip to hold back moans. You smile to yourself as you look up at him, his already blissed out face making you feel proud knowing what you do to both of your boys.
Gerard grunts as he lines himself up with you, unable to keep stroking himself and needing to be inside you. His cock presses against your entrance making a small gasp escape your lips.
Frank watches Gerard as he pushes inside you, growing harder at the sight. Frank always loved watching you get fucked by Gerard. You take Frank in your mouth then, swirling your tongue around him and making him moan. He instinctively holds your head, not pushing but just to stable himself. "Oh fuck." They both say almost in unison.
Happy to hear them both, you take Frank deeper down your throat and his hips jerk, you hold his hips down as Gerard fucks your tight pussy, grunting and leaning on you as he slams his hips into you. "Fuck.. you always take us so good." He mumbles as he thrusts deep inside you.
Unable to give much of a response with Frank down your throat, you move your hips to sync with Gerards, bobbing your head on Frank who is leaning back on his arms and watching you with all the love and lust in the world, trying to keep himself from cumming, he wants to fuck you too of course.
"S-switch me Gee, please." Frank whimpers out to which Gerard shakes his head.
"Nu uh Frankie, ugh.. hold on just a little longer." Gerard says, making Frank pout.
You lift your head from Frank, slowing down so he doesn't cum too quickly. Frank sighs and smiles to you. "Thanks."
He leans back and watches as Gerard fucks into you, giving himself a few lazy strokes. He loves to watch your face as Gerard makes you cum, how your eyes roll back and your lips part as you let out the prettiest moans. He wants to make you cum like that too and tries his hardest, when all else fails for him though, he eats you out like theres no tomorrow.
Gerard finally feels himself growing close, he taps Frank in and switches positions so he is at your face and Frank finally gets to fuck you. You happily take Gerard into your mouth, tasting the salty cum as he shoots it down your throat. He is much rougher than Frank, who lets you do all the work and is just happy to be there. Gerard holds your head and throat fucks you.
Once Gerard cums, he pulls out of your throat, just as Frank lines himself up with you. You help him a bit, pushing back onto him and he hold your hips to steady himself. "O-oh god.." he whines, completely in love with the feeling of your pussy wrapped around him.
"Ooh you feel so good Frankie." You moan to him, watching Gerard lazily stroking himself, he secretly likes watching Frank fuck you too.
Frank's hips stutter, he's already unbearably close as he pushes deep inside, giving a few thrusts before pulling out just in time to cum all over your back and ass.
"F-fuck.." he whimpers as he cums. "Thank you." He says softly, collapsing on the bed next to you, closing his eyes for a second before snapping them open again. "O-oh shit. Uh, wait there." He says quickly getting up to get a towel from your bathroom and cleaning off your back. "I'm sorry." He says softly as he gently cleans you off.
You smile to him and kiss his forehead. "Thank you Frankie."
Gerard rolls his eyes but smiles, giving your ass a light smack and going to use your bathroom. He's never been much for Aftercare unlike Frank who is now cuddling up with your in the bed, falling asleep on your chest with his legs intertwined with yours.
yes this is a waterparks reference. leave me alone poser. this is also for my gooner bsf @blackveiladrina i love you twin
warnings: i don’t know it’s just a messy blowjob, brief & mild face fucking, praise omg i never know anything guys please i have a family
“god—“
ryan had his head thrown back, cursing sharply between clenched teeth when your fingers wrapped around him, his hands sliding up to grip your hair. his hips stuttered forward, unable to hold himself back against that hot touch, his breath leaving him in a low groan at the press of your mouth against his tip. “f—shit,” he moaned, feeling dizzy as he stared back down at you, “baby—”
it was hard to pinpoint exactly how he’d gotten himself into his position. the two of you had been pent up since the early hours of the mornings, throwing subtle teases back and forth, all of that hard work leading up to this very moment.
slowly you pressed kisses down the base of his cock, all open-mouthed and needy, eyes glued to his face. it was unfair, how stupidly pretty he was, your eyes focused on the lines of his jaw, the way his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his pretty noises.
“shit—fuck,“ ryan’s knees buckled slightly when your tongue ran up his cock, his grip on your hair tightening. his head felt dizzy as his eyes locked on you, unable to look away, his chest rising and falling with the effort it took to breathe. his tongue darted out to wet his lips in an attempt to keep himself together, and he managed to rasp, “shit babe, you can’t keep—keep doing that.”
“sorry,” you muttered with a giggle, before finally taking him all in.
“f—uuuck—“
your boyfriend’s groan turned hoarse once your mouth engulfed him, his grip on your hair tightening further as he shivered, a string of heated curses escaping him in a sharp, rasped rush. his body flexed and fought to keep it together under your mouth, but he was at your mercy, completely under your control with that one move.
“oh my f-ffucking—” his chest heaved as he moaned brokenly, “god, y/n.”
the image below was sinful. ryan’s pretty eyes flickered open to take in the sight and then immediately shut again, a moan ripping from his chest. “sh—f—jesus,“ he panted, his mind going blank, trying not to focus on how embarrassingly vocal he was. who could blame him? his hands were practically keeping him upright from where they gripped your hair so hard, his hips rolling forward in an unconscious reflex as his face flushed with heat.
his vision flashed white with the effort it took not to lose himself to the fire coiling in his stomach.
“sorry,” he groaned breathlessly, “s—slow, please,”
you whimpered in response to his words, almost like a kicked puppy as you slowed my pace down, leisurely sucking you off. when he gently pulled your hair back; and the sight of me, staring up at him like an obedient puppy, with a string of spit still connecting you to his cock genuinely almost made him cum right then and there, a hiss leaving the boy. “fuck, you’re good, babe. so good.”
“let me keep going,” you whined. who was he to say no?
his tongue darted out to wet his lips again, his body still shaking from your mouth on him. his fingers flexed against your scalp once, twice—then managed a nod. “nn…”
he swallowed thickly. “yeah, baby. mm- go ahead, but m’gonna try something, ‘kay?”
he was a moaning mess on his legs by the time you had your mouth on him again. curses spilled from ryan’s tongue in a stream, his grip in your hair tightening. it was the perfect position for him to roll his hips forward, into your hot mouth with a gasp and finally give into the ache in his core.
“nn-nngh*,” he moaned, breathless. “fuck—take it baby, yeah..”
and you did, in fact, take it. the first roll of his hips stung, but as he delved into messier, less coordinated thrusts, his eyes began to roll, and your desire to drive him to the point of insanity grew stronger.
“sh-sh sh—!” he panted out, “babe, i’m gonna—”
with one last brutal thrust his body arched over you, his hips stilling and a stream of curses fell from his mouth, a long groan ripping from his chest as he spilled all over your chest, his hand clenching your hair, his whole body trembling. he could only pant against the wall, his face flushed red as he tried to pull himself
together after that, eyes dark and hazy.
“shit, that was amazing.” was all he managed to rasp.
have you thought about doing maybe headcannons for all the mcr boys first times ? theyd all be so cute and nervous im actually combusting
love ❣️ anon!!
Dudeeeeee I love this idea. They'd all be such shy dorks except for Frank, I think he'd go in overly confident and then get embarrassed for not knowing as much as he let on.
Alsoooo this was so fun to write! Sorry it takes me a while to get through my asks, feel free to send as many as you want!! Also this is my first actual anon, so thank you ❣️anon, I hope you enjoy :)
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Virgin!Gerard who is ready to take the "next step" after dating you for a couple months
Virgin!Gerard who is scared to breach the subject matter so he clams up the entire time you guys are hanging out in his basement
Virgin!Gerard who insists nothing is wrong when you ask why he's being so quiet
Virgin!Gerard who finally talks as you're getting ready to leave, rambling on about how much he likes you and how he's never felt this way about anyone before
Virgin!Gerard who takes forever to get to the point, when he finally does he says it all in one breath - "We've been together for a while now and I was wondering if maybe you want to have sex with me..."
Virgin!Gerard who spent the whole night trying to hype himself to ask you, nodding shyly when you ask if that was what had been bothering him all night
Virgin!Gerard who is surprised when you say yes, he is continually shocked that you actually like him despite the fact that you’re the one who asked him out to begin with
Virgin!Gerard who is legitimately shaking when you straddle his lap and start kissing him, his hands hover awkwardly at your waist, not knowing what was off limits
Virgin!Gerard who is soooo noisy and whiney, especially when you nip at his neck
Virgin!Gerard who nearly cums at the sight of you naked, his mouth becoming incredibly dry as he stutters out praises about how beautiful you are
Virgin!Gerard who is insecure about his own anatomy and how notably different it is from the men in the porn he watches
Virgin!Gerard who wants to eat you out but is soooo bad and clumsy at it, it’s endearing but totally ineffective
Virgin!Gerard who knows he wouldn’t last if you blew him and insists that you don’t have to
Virgin!Gerard who enters you so slowly, as if giving you time to protest or change your mind before he’s fully sheathed
Virgin!Gerard whose whole body shudders when he bottoms out, his breathing erratic as he searches your eyes for approval
Virgin!Gerard who knows he won’t last long but wants to make the most of it, fucking into you fully and deeply while he whimpers out praises
Virgin!Gerard who starts warning you he’s about to cum, his eyes squeezing shut and his hips stuttering as you lock your legs around his waist and hold him inside you
Virgin!Gerard who tears up when he cums, the emotional and physical exertion of the experience catching up to him as he unloads inside of you
Virgin!Gerard who turns dumb in the after glow, murmuring that he loves you as his final ropes of cum shoot inside you
Virgin!Gerard who looks terrified immediately after his confession, preparing to back track until you laugh and tell him you love him too
Virgin!Gerard who knows he needs more practice, but is happy to have found the perfect person to strengthen his skills with
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Virgin!Frank who you've known since elementary school. He was always the class clown and you were a near constant victim of his teasing
Virgin!Frank who became a popular loner in high school and had a revolving door of girls at his disposal
Virgin!Frank who gained a reputation as a player, when in reality he never actually had eyes for anyone other than you
Virgin!Frank who finally makes a move on you at the end of your guys' senior year of high school
Virgin!Frank who approaches you at a house party someone was having for graduation, fueled by liquid courage as he slings his arm around your shoulder
Virgin!Frank who falls into easy banter with you, just as he has done a hundred times before
Virgin!Frank who is looking at you differently than he usually does, his gaze sweeping your entire frame before fixating on the shape of your lips as you speak
Virgin!Frank who suddenly asks if you want to get out of here, when you say yes he immediately grabs your hand and leads you to the closest bedroom
Virgin!Frank who tries to kiss you as soon as the door shuts, you push him off in surprise
Virgin!Frank who looks like a kicked puppy when you yell at him for pouncing on you
Virgin!Frank who tries to defend himself, but you’re too mad, raving on about how you’re not easy like all the other girls from school that he sleeps with and you don’t want to be just another fuck for him
Virgin!Frank who lets you finish before speaking up, confessing that he hasn’t fucked any of the girls at school, or any at all for that matter
Virgin!Frank who tries desperately to make you believe him, finally admitting that he hasn’t been with anyone because he always wanted it to be you
Virgin!Frank who is caught off guard when you kiss him, quickly reciprocating and holding you close
Virgin!Frank who is too horny for foreplay, stripping both of you as soon as you reach the bed
Virgin!Frank who moans loud when he puts it in, thanking you profusely, saying he knows he doesn’t deserve you
Virgin!Frank who fucks fast and hard, far past the point of self control as he sloppily makes out with you while rutting into you like a dog
Virgin!Frank who forgets about trying to make you feel good, chasing his orgasm by any means necessary
Virgin!Frank who cums deep inside of you, rolling his hips a few more times than required to make sure it all stays in you
Virgin!Frank who finally kisses you gently and tends to your needs once he finishes
Virgin!Frank who is ready for round two by the time you cum ;)
𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕪
Virgin!Mikey who is your coworker at Barnes & Noble
Virgin!Mikey who admires you from afar, he sneaks glances at you when he thinks you aren’t looking and goes out of his way to try to get scheduled for the same shifts as you
Virgin!Mikey who has hardly spoken five words to you in the six months that you’ve been working together
Virgin!Mikey who forgets how to speak when you ask him what his plans are after work
Virgin!Mikey who stares at you blankly for a second while his brain short circuits, then chokes out that his band is playing a small gig tonight
Virgin!Mikey who turns bright red when you ask if you can come, he nods emphatically
Virgin!Mikey who almost hyperventilates before getting on stage thinking about you out in the crowd
Virgin!Mikey who spots you immediately and has to pry his eyes away to focus on the music
Virgin!Mikey who uses his bass to hide the raging hard on you gave him
Virgin!Mikey who stumbles through the first few songs due to his nerves, earning some pointed looks from the other guys
Virgin!Mikey who rushes off stage as soon as the set ends, equally excited and terrified to find you in the small crowd
Virgin!Mikey who nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels your hand on his shoulder
Virgin!Mikey who asks if you liked the show, surprised when you seemed genuinely enthused about his band
Virgin!Mikey who follows you when you ask to talk outside to get away from the crowd
Virgin!Mikey who doesn’t know what to say, scrambling to make small talk about work
Virgin!Mikey who can’t help checking you out, your body is significantly more exposed in your short skirt and low cut top than the work clothes he’s used to seeing you in
Virgin!Mikey who apologizes profusely when you tease him for blatantly staring at your breasts
Virgin!Mikey who doesn’t know what to do when you take a step closer and ask if he has a crush on you
Virgin!Mikey who avoids eye contact and nods, preparing himself for rejection
Virgin!Mikey who is taken aback when you say you feel the same way
Virgin!Mikey who follows you blindly when you suggest heading to your car
Virgin!Mikey who doesn’t know what to do when you climb into the backseat, giggling and beckoning for him to follow
Virgin!Mikey who kisses you tentatively, deathly afraid of messing things up
Virgin!Mikey who follows your lead, letting his hands start to wander over your body while yours do the same on him
Virgin!Mikey who feels you up over the fabric of your clothes, admiring each and every curve of your body
Virgin!Mikey who gasps when your palm reaches his crotch, his cock tenting painfully against the tight denim
Virgin!Mikey who shakes his head furiously when you ask if you’re doing too much, he urges you to keep going
Virgin!Mikey who goes incredibly still when you start to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his jeans
Virgin!Mikey who remains speechless when you start to strip, his eyes fixated on your every move
Virgin!Mikey who wordlessly helps you get situated on his lap, holding your hips lightly as you line him up with your entrance and slide down his length
Virgin!Mikey whose glasses slip down his nose as he stares down in awe at where you two connect
Virgin!Mikey who helps you set a comfortable rhythm, his hands gripping hard on your hips to guide you
Virgin!Mikey who can’t get enough and starts bucking his hips up to meet you
Virgin!Mikey who cums hard, finishing with a drawn out groan as he buries his face in your shoulder
Virgin!Mikey who gets dressed with you in silence, giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek before slipping out of the car
Virgin!Mikey who finally looks you in the eye and smiles before closing your car door - “See you on Monday!”
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Virgin!Ray who has been your best friend for years
Virgin!Ray who does everything he can to suppress the feelings he has developed for you
Virgin!Ray who hates that you’re always bouncing from relationship to relationship, ignoring the fact that he’s right here
Virgin!Ray who is used to helping you pick up the pieces after nasty break ups, always a shoulder to cry on before you find your next rebound
Virgin!Ray who begrudgingly introduces you to Frank at a party, knowing that he’s exactly your type
Virgin!Ray who can’t find either of you the rest of the night and knows exactly what you two are doing
Virgin!Ray who has to sit and watch your relationship with Frank develop when you start tagging along to band practices
Virgin!Ray who tells Frank to shut the fuck up every time he tries to talk about his sex life with you
Virgin!Ray who wakes up to his phone ringing, grabbing it blindly in the dark
Virgin!Ray who tries to calm you down over the phone as you sob about Frank cheating on you
Virgin!Ray who is out the door in record time to get to you
Virgin!Ray who holds you while you cry, seething in anger at how stupid Frank is
Virgin!Ray who can’t stand the sight of you all torn up over his idiot band mate, when you ask what’s wrong with you for Frank to have done such a thing, he finally caves
Virgin!Ray who adamantly states that there is nothing wrong with you, you are absolutely perfect and Frank’s a fucking idiot for messing this up
Virgin!Ray who says any guy would kill for a chance to be with you before going quiet
Virgin!Ray who doesn’t know what to say as you stare at him with bleary eyes and ask what he means by that
Virgin!Ray who finally whispers that you know exactly what he means
Virgin!Ray who leans into your touch when you caress his cheek
Virgin!Ray who wraps his arms around you as you lean in
Virgin!Ray who kisses you so softly and tenderly that you feel your whole body buzz with affection
Virgin!Ray who pulls away first, saying that he loves you and doesn’t want to fuck things up especially with how emotional you are
Virgin!Ray who is powerless to stop you when you wrap your arms around his neck and lean back in
Virgin!Ray who fucks you just as gently as he kisses you, careful to not push you too far
Virgin!Ray who knows exactly what to do with you after having heard your complaints over less than stellar partners for years
Virgin!Ray who apologizes for finishing earlier than he wanted to, his words cut off by you kissing him again
Virgin!Ray who holds you all night when you sleep, finally content
So incredibly emotional about Mikey Way having gray in his beard. Mikey Way who has fought his demons and made it out the other side. Who is truly happy now and didn’t let the darkness consume him. Mikey Way who almost didn’t get to grow older has gray in his hair.
record store customer mikey inviting you over to his house after knowing each other for a while, but hes deeply mortified and embarrassed by the idea of his family meeting you. not because hes embarrassed by you, he doesnt want you to be weirded out by his family and avoid him in the future. sneaking into his room, him panicking not long after hearing someone walking up the stairs to his room.
suddenly youre under his table..? your face inches away from his lanky legs and you can clearly see the tent in his tight jeans. you can hear him talk to someone, fidgeting and all. do you tease him… maybe put a few sneaky fingers on his thighs…………. can you hear me is this mic on #hello
so actually it took me two months to get to this and i am so sorry anon i'll let you punch me in the face fifty times as punishment #deserved #forgiveme #strikemedownnow
BUT THIS IS SUCH A GOOD REQUEST IM SO SO SO SORRY IT TOOK SUPER LONG 😭 hopefully it's somewhat good enough,,,,, also i interpreted table as his like bedroom desk or something so i apologize if you were envisioning a dinner table 😖 (i'd totally be willing to write that too if anyone wants to request it!)
Play It Cool
2.3k words . . . (mind you i thought this was gonna be a drabble bruh)
title from: Tyler, The Creator - OKAGA, CA
summary: Mikey's giving you such a hard time, making you sneak into his room at the middle of the night and whatnot... It's only fair you get him back!
tags: mikey way x reader, established relationship, bullets!mikey, inok!mikey (yes it's techincally inokverse but i imagined bullets mikey ugh sigh leave me alone), illi mcmillin mentioned, handjob, tw employment
a/n: this is going as a full fic in my masterlist btw
NSFW—!
The bell rung at the same time it always does. The sound of familiar footsteps reached your ears. You looked up from your comic, meeting Mikey's eyes.
"My favorite customer," you greeted him with a smile.
"My favorite employee," he responded.
Finally meeting you at the counter, Mikey gave you a small peck on the cheek. You flushed, but rolled your eyes anyway.
"Mikes, come on..." you whined, "I'm on the clock right now."
Mikey looked around the shop, observing the aisles and corners of the small space as his head swiveled around. "Well," he looked back to you, "I don't see anyone here."
You sighed. "You really think I'm gonna get any business at 6 pm on a Thursday?"
"I mean, you got me."
"Yeah, yeah," you said with an exasperated tone. As much as you liked Mikey's company, some sales (coming from people other than him) would be nice. "So, lemme guess... Oh! We got a new Anthrax album. Well, it's not a new album, but it's new to the store. 'The Threat Is Real,' I think it was."
Mikey chuckled. "I- um... I'm not here to buy anything, Y/n."
You gave him a puzzled look for a moment, before complete shock (with a bit of disdain and slight offense) took over. "Mikey! I told you... I'm at my work right now!"
Mikey raised his eyebrows, realizing how his statement must have come off. "No! No! I wasn't asking you to... I'd never! I mean, at least not at the shop, I know how you are about your job."
Furrowing your brows, you were even more confused now. Before you could ask, Mikey explained himself, as if he had read your mind.
"I was wondering if... if you were free after your shift tonight," he said timidly, as if this was his first time asking you out. You always liked that about him: how shy he got whenever asking something of you.
You smiled, relieved that your boyfriend wasn't a (total) pervert, and that he was being so sweet. You always loved going on dates with him. "Yeah, I should be. Did you wanna go to the movies? I know you've been wanting to see that new horror flick."
He shook his head. "No, um, I was wondering if you wanted to come over..."
You were taken aback by that. Sure, you guys had been dating some time now, but you'd never even met Mikey's parents, much less gone to his house. "A-Are you sure your parents-"
"Well... That's kinda the thing..."
Ah great. What was he up to now...
"They'd love to meet you, they really would... but..." Mikey stuttered over his words for a moment, "I just- They're kinda strange, ok? Like, I don't wanna scare you off or anything..."
You took Mikey's hands in yours, intertwining your fingers above the counter. "Mikey," you looked into his eyes, wanting him to know that you meant what you were about to say, "nothing would scare me away from you. I love you, you know that? I won't judge anythign about you... especially not your family."
Looking at your reassuring smile, Mikey couldn't help but let his lips curl up as well. "I love you too, Y/n, but..." he sighed, "I'm sorry, I just don't know like- ...What if-"
"Mikes, if you're not ready for me to meet them, then I won't force you to introduce me." You paused, waiting for Mikey to respond, but all he could manage was a hard swallow as his heart continued to thump in his chest. "I'd love to meet your family someday," you continued, "but I understand if today is not that day." You thought for a moment before adding on, "It'd still be nice to come over though."
Mikey's head perked up at that. "Really?" he said, as if he didn't think you'd accept his offer. "That's great, Y/n," he was practically grinning ear to ear now.
"So," you began, slightly shifting the subject, now wanting to know the logistics of how exactly you'd go to his house without interacting with his family, "how exactly is this gonna work?"
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This was totally on you. Why did you say you were free? Fuck's sake, you literally had a test tomorrow! Oh well, you could study during first period... probably.
Besides, it was too late to back out now. Here you were, standing in Mikey's backyard at 11 in the evening. This was much more of a challenge than you had originally thought. Not only was it practically pitch dark, but you also couldn't even use your car. It would cause too much of a ruckus, Mikey had said. He had a point, but then again, it was kinda risky strolling down the Jersey streets without the safety of a vehicle.
You pushed your skateboard under a bush, hiding it just in case. It's not like you could bring it up to his room with you. Looking down at the palm of your hand, you debated whether or not you should hide the lighter — your only source of illumination (because apparently, Mikey thought a flashlight would be too... well, flashy) — along with the board. You decided against it, instead you shoved it into the pocket of your jeans.
Mikey peered out his window on the second story. He was the only room with the light still on. Meeting your gaze, he pointed to the right side of his house, nearest to his room. A ladder had been conveniently propped against the shingles of the first floor roof. Mikey must have put it there when he got home.
God, this man drove you crazy. You took a deep breath and started towards the ladder. Climbing up it at an excruciatingly slow pace (each slight movement made it creak, and you didn't want to wake up his family, after all), you were finally halfway to your lover. You felt like a knight in shining armor coming to rescue a damsel in distress. It was a good power trip, considering that you needed quite the confidence boost to be walking on the roof of someone's house.
Practically crawling your way there, you eventually reached Mikey's window. It was already fully open, and he stood right behind it. Shuffling in, you started arms first. Mikey grabbed your forearms, helping to slide you in. You tried to land as softly as you could, but the inevitable thud of a body hitting the floor rang through the walls.
Both you and Mikey went pale. Panicking, you ran to the nearest hiding spot you could find: Mikey's desk. You rushed under it, curling up in an attempt to conceal yourself in the shadows. Mikey knew he needed a cover-up in case anyone came in and asked. He laid his bass down below the window, then practically sprinted towards his desk, taking his seat behind it and covering you with his body as he hunched forward, pretending as though he was doing something.
A couple minutes later, footsteps began approaching Mikey's room. You held your breath, going completely still. The door creaked open. You couldn't see who was standing in it, so you assumed they couldn't see you as well.
"Mikey," a tired voice spoke. It sounded somewhat familiar, and you could tell the person wielding it was close to yours and Mikey's age. "The fuck was that? I could hear that from the basement."
Mikey sighed, acting as though he was exhausted. "I'm tryna do my homework, Illi. Go away."
Illi! You knew that name. You vaguely remembered her. After all, she was already a senior when you and Mikey were freshmen, but you recognized her. You didn't realize she still lived at home. She always seemed like a cool person; hopefully Mikey would actually let you meet her someday.
"You didn't answer my question."
"How the fuck am I supposed to know what it is?"
Suddenly, you got a fantastic idea. A sadistic idea, but a fantastic one nonetheless. Mikey had made you go through so much trouble with this... It was only fair you got him back.
"Uh, it's your room, stupid."
As Illi spoke, you moved slowly, not wanting to make any sudden movements that might catch her eye. Eventually, your hands got to Mikey's thighs, rubbing them up and down, just barely grazing his skin through the fabric of his tight jeans.
"I mean-" Mikey then realized what you were doing. He sucked in a breath, trying not to make a sound. "I-It was probably something falling." There was a pause in his words. "It's probably my bass. See? The wind must've knocked it over."
If you looked up even slightly, you would've caught a glimpse at Mikey gesturing around his room, trying to sell his oblivious act to Illi. However, it was kind of hard to focus when there was a painfully obvious tent in Mikey's pants, just inches away from your face.
While Illi was following Mikey's gestures, you upped your antics. Sliding the hem of his pants down, you took in the sight of his dick straining against the fabric of his boxers- Wait, was that precum leaking through already? You had to stifle a laugh at that. Fucking pathetic... He's so perfect.
You opened your mouth, positioning it right in front of Mikey's clothed cock. You let out a silent breath, the warm air hitting his heated skin even through the cloth.
"God, Mikey," it was a good thing Illi was the one speaking right now, and she was too busy rolling her eyes to notice Mikey's expression and the quickly growing flush plastering across his cheeks. "You should really take better care of your instruments, y'know?"
With your hand on his core, palming him through his briefs, all Mikey could let out was a strained "Mhm," practically biting his lip so as to not make himself obvious.
There was a pause in conversation. You took this as an opportunity to go even further. Without warning, you were yanking Mikey's boxers down, his leaking dick springing right in front of your face.
"So are you not gonna pick it up?" Illi asked, her tone judgemental.
You swiped your thumb over Mikey's tip, smearing his precum around as if it was lube. A slam sounded above you. Oh, Mikey was really struggling now. You could imagine him, fist curled on the desk, trying his best not to start shaking, beads of sweat starting to form under his straightened bangs.
"Dude. What's your deal?" Illi sounded offended. She took Mikey's reaction to you as a reaction to her words.
"Sorry. This is just... 's just a really h-hard problem..." Mikey breathed harshly out his nose at the end of his phrase, trying not to moan as you began pumping your fist up and down his length.
"Whatever man... Don't ask me for help or anything. You know I failed my science test twice; I don't think I'd be much help with math either." Illi began to back out of the room. "Do whatever you want, I guess. But treat your bass right!" she called out as she closed the door behind her.
The second his sister was out of his room, Mikey let out a shuddering exhale, followed by a whimper he attempted to stifle with his hand. "Fuck, Y/n... Wh-Why do you have to do this to me...?" he said through muffled moans.
"Oh, I'm sorry," you said in a mockingly innocent tone. "Did you want me to stop?" Though you acted naive, both you and him knew the answer.
"Don't you fucking dare," Mikey heaved out, becoming desperate now. His hips were beginning to buck into your hand as he searched for a release.
"Alright, you asked for it." With that, your pace quickened. Your hand moved as fast as you could make it, obscene sounds of skin slapping filled the room as your precum-slicked palm ran into the base of his cock.
Despite the room being empty, Mikey knew he had to be quiet still. You watched as he brought the hem of his shirt to his mouth, biting down and treating it as a makeshift gag. His labored breaths and broken moans were music to your ears, and served as motivation for you to work him even harder.
Mikey slammed a hand over the lower half of his face, tightly clasping it over his mouth as a whine ripped from his throat, only to be stopped by the wall of cloth and flesh blocking it from reaching its full volume. His body shook as waves of pleasure washed over him, electric shocks coursing through his veins.
Thick, white ropes shot out of him, coating your face (and just barely missing your hair, thankfully). You shut your eyes tightly, flinching on instinct at the sudden sensation. Once your body realized what was happening, however, you calmed down, letting yourself accept the consequences of your actions.
When Mikey's orgasm finished, he slumped back in his chair, going limp as his head tilted back while he gasped for breath from practically suffocating himself. You crawled out from under the desk, still remaining on the ground in front of him, looking up as you waited until he saw what he had done to you.
Eventually, Mikey came to his senses. Looking down as his eyes slowly fluttered open, you came into focus. He couldn't deny the provocative allure of seeing you coated in his own arousal. He let out a small chuckle, admiring his work, and you couldn't help but smile back out of amusement.
"I have no regrets, by the way," you said, your tone light and (somewhat) joking.
"I know you don't," Mikey matched your playful attitude. He then sighed, acting as though irritated by your actions. He added on, now adopting a sarcastic demeanor:
"But now you're definitely not meeting my family."
i got sent a request of a bladder pressing fic but they asked to remain a secret SO i won’t reply to their request personally but they know who they are 🤤🤤🤤 SO THANKS FOR SENDING THIS IDEA I LOVE IT!!!
warnings — sub!gee, dom!reader, bladder pressing, mommy kink, mocking, handjob, encouraging gee to hold his piss in, piss kink (maybe???), smut with no plot.
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“doing so good baby.” your hand pressing firmly on his bladder as you watched his hand pump up and down his needy cock. pre-cum smeared all along his dick and his hand.
giving you a weak whine as your threaded your fingers through his hair. his body laid perfectly between your legs, his hips bucking occasionally when you pressed a little firmer on his bladder.
gee had already had to pee before you even slipped your hand under his underwear, you didn’t know that at first until he told you he had to pee. then sweetly whispering in his ear that he could be a good boy and hold it until you were done.
tugging his hair some, listening to those pretty whimpers he always gave you. you watched as his dick twitched more with each pump, his face contorting in pleasure.
“gonna, gonna cum mommy.” whimpering out and bucking his hips into his messy hand more. “just feels too much.” drool pooling at the corners of his mouth as he lolled his head back against you more.
you hummed in satisfaction, your panties completely ruined with your own arousal but you figured you can solve the ache in your pants later. “i bet, just wanna let it all out, huh?” you gave fake sympathy. pressing down harder on his bladder. rubbing your hand back and forth just above where his own hand was.
gerard’s hand started to pump faster, needing some sort of release. your hand pressing on his bladder and his own hand causing his brain to short circuit.
“you can hold it.” you remind him. pressing a sweet kiss to his temple. “come on, prove you’re a good boy.” suppressing a laugh when you heard a whine at your words.
sweat started to bead more at gee’s forehead. the burn is his stomach started to spread to his thighs as his need for a release got stronger. his moaning getting louder as he got closer to finishing.
with only a few more pumps, gee’s started to sputter out whines as his cock shot thick ropes of cum all along his hand and tummy. his eyes completely rolling back and closing from the overwhelming sensation.
you helped ride him through his high by pressing perfectly on his bladder, watching his hips squirm and buck from the pressure that was still in him. “that’s it,” brushing your fingers through his hair still. “give me all of it baby.”
his head completely feeling dizzy once everything settled. his dick going limp in his heads, gee doing his best to catch his breath. his bladder still aching, but you finally stopped pressing on it.
you smoothed his head back for him, kissing his temple once more before patting his stomach. “you can go pee now” grinning to yourself as he gave you a antsy huff at you.
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