I'm a little late to the party but...
Sometimes Mikey endures the horribly long commute to the Cartoon Network building, just to see Gerard and make sure he gets home alright. So one night, Gerard gets let off extremely late and Mikey ended up having to wait four hours, by the time they get on the train, it was well passed midnight.
The ride home consisted of Mikey’s passive aggressive silence and Gerard’s apologetically bowed head. As soon as the train car is empty of the few other people taking it at such a late hour Mikey immediately grabs Gerard by the hair and makes him look at up at him. Mikey just kind of stares at him, breathing heavily, almost growling and as Gerard tries his best not to look at him.
“I’m waiting.” Mikey says impatiently simultaneously tightening his grip on Gee’s hair causing him to whimper. “F-for what?” “For you to fucking apologize for making me wait four hours for your dumb ass.” Says Mikey as he roughly squeezes Gee’s thigh, emphasizing his point and earning a little squeak. “That wasn’t my fault, there was a meeting and-” “If you’re not gonna tell me what I want to hear, then you’re not gonna make a sound at all, ok?”
Mikey starts undoing Gerard’s pants and positions him to straddle his lap. He reaches into his back pocket for his wallet which contains a condom and packet of lube. He coats his fingers roughly inserts them into Gerard, causing him to whimper and lean forward, clutching onto Mikey’s shoulders. “What was that?” Says Mikey, agressivly adding another finger, “I thought I told you to shut the fuck up Gee.” And he tries, fuck he tries so hard to stay quiet, scrunching up his face, fisting Mikey’s shirt, but he just keeps fucking whining and breathing heavily down Mikey’s neck, rocking back on his fingers. It’s like his own personal way of begging without being able to say it. Mikey’s fingers slow down inside Gerard and he starts undoing his own pants, freeing his dick and lazily stroking it. “I’ll make you a deal, you’re gonna ride me and if you can make me cum before we pass the next station, then you can touch yourself. If you don’t, I won’t touch you again ‘till we get home.” He smirks" oh And ah, I think you better hurry, the next station can get a bit busy.“ (Aaand we're just gonna end it there because I’ve never written smut before. Plus, this was probably super bad but i had this concept in the head so i figured why not. And interesting enough, I got this idea while taking the subway with my sister so I wonder what that says about me. Also, sorry if you had to do any annoying editing stuff to this, it’s just that I tried the incognito/logged off thing but I couldn’t access your blog without being logged in because I’m on mobile)
Ur never 2 late to get on the public sex train. it literally nvr stops running thank u for ur time. also u should def investigate if u would be good at/enjoy writin fics bc we always need mroe waycest ficcers
