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...is the Beast	By : feliday Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: …is the Beast
Author: gee_point
Rating: R
Pairing: Gee/Mikey
Summary: How Gerard really lost his shirt, or: Mikeys morals don’t go as deep as Gerards
Warning: waycest
Disclaimer: Sadly I don’t own the brothers and all this never happened…wherein the sadly is the most important part…
A/N: Prequel to Sleeping Beauty..., it’s ok I guess

Mikey chuckeled to himself almost hiccuping as he remembered a joke Frankie had told him once. Actually he wasn’t sure if it was a real joke or just some really bad case of twisting words. He probably would have been embarassed by just thinking of it as funny had he been sober.
But rigth now it seemed like the best idea to share the laugh with Gee.

Getting up from the bed he staggered over to Gerard who was lying on the black carpet of the basement room his bottle of whisky craddled to his side.
Rather ungracefully Mikey flopped down next to his brother.

“Hey Gee”, he slurred laying his hand on Gerards shoulder and shaking it lightly. But Gerard didn’t answer. So Mikey leaned over him looking down onto his relaxed face.

“Hey GeeGee, you asleep?”
Still Gerard didn’t react, even after Mikey had piched his cheek repeatedly. A wide grin spread across Miekys face. He knew how heavy of a sleeper Gerard was while drunk.

One could do almost everything to him.

The ideas that came to his mind at that thought made Mikeys grin falter. It became a sad grimace. He had hoped these thoughts would leave him alone at least today.
The only reason he had started drinking in the morning already was to forget but obviously it hadn’t worked. Huffing in resignation he huched over till he could lay his head, heavy from the booze, on Gerards chest.

From this perspective he could see the burn mark from when Frankie and Gerard had wrestled once and Frankies lit cigarette had fallen from his lips by accident scaring Gees skin.
And again thoughts of licking and kissing it better came unbidden to Mikeys mind.

‘Oh fuck it all’ he thought and straddled Gerard hips. It was his birthday afterall and his own brother hadn’t even given him a present yet. Probably he should simply take what he wanted.
Leaning down he pressed his lips against Gerards. Feeling the soft flesh beneath his made him even dizzier than he already was from the alcohol.

Pulling back he brought his hand up to Gerards neck and encirceled it as if he wanted to press down. Not to kill Gerard, never, but to mark him, leave some physical sign of himself on his brothers skin.

But he knew he couldn’t instead he let his fingers wander to Gerards collar bones that peaked out slightly through the neckline of Gees shirt entranced by the feeling of fragile bones beneath the skin.

He took the bottle of whiskey from Gerards arm and drank down the liquid Gerard had left over. Discarding the empty botlle to the side he leaned down again to attach his lips to Gerards neck this time. He tasted of sweat and the alcohol that had spilled down his chin the many times he had started laughing about one thing or another while the open bottle still was at his mouth.
He felt himself harden in his pants at this. Mikey always thought of knowing how someone tasted as something incredible hot and intimtate.

Licking his lips Mikey opened his pants and pulled down his boxer briefs quickly so he could touch himself.
He wasn’t going to make a sound. No matter how good it felt. For Gerard had told him once god couldn’t have his eyes everywhere at onces but he hears. Every little sound emitted by a creature, no matter how low its rank in the evolution charts, was carried to god.
And so Mikey thought, if he didn’t make a noise maybe noone could punish him for this.

The unoccupied hand slipped beneath his shirt stimulating his nipples while the other picked up a nice slow pace on his cock. Mikeys half lidded eyes stayed on Gerard, imagining how he would look all hot and bothered his face flushed and hair touseled. He would love to hear Gerard moan his name in that unbelieveable voice of his.
But no. No matter what dirty promises these lips made by their lush fullnes and the deep red colouring them, never would things sick enough to make Mikey happy slip from them.

Rubbing his thumb through the pre cum gathering in his slit he had to bite his lip to keep the sounds in. He reached up and stroked his glistening finger over Gerards lips spreading his precum. The simple thought of it made him feel deep down dirty but he couldn’t stop himself from licking his precum from Gerards lips. The bitter taste mixed with alcohol and smoke and made it even better. The sickness of enjoying this, doing this to his brother brought him so so close to climax.

Stroking himself again Mikey had problems keeping his eyelids from drooping close.
His breath was heavy and his whole body felt oversensitive. From the slightly scratchy feeling of his shirt to his hair that tickled his nose it all added together with the heat of his hand, driving him mad.

And at last he came leaving an imprint of his teeth on his left hand and strings off white cum on Gerards back shirt.

“Fuck” Cursing he cleaned himself and zipped his pants back up looking shocked at the evidence of his guilt. His first impulse was to simply run from the room but he knew Gerard would wake up eventually and it would’t be the best if he did so with a come covered shirt.

What the hell had he been thinking? He was so fucked. Staring of into space he pondered if Gerard would wake if Mikey would try and simply take off the shirt. After all Gerard was quite heavy.
Deciding to go for it while Gerard was still fast asleep he pulled the hem up to his brothers armpits. Not without a bit of effort, because it was caught beneath Gerard.
Right when Mikey was about to position Gerards arms over his head to ease the rest of the way Gerard turned over resting on his stomach now.

Mikey froze fearing his brother had woken but after a minute with out any proof of awareness Mikey set back to work trying as gently as possible to detach the shirt from Gerard but the damn thing was cought on Gerards chin. So no matter how much he knew he had to be carefull he still was drunk. And drunkeness always made him unpatient.

That’s why after another minute or two he simply janked on the shirt suddenly reliefed Gerard had carpet in his room. He didn’t want to imagine the sound Gerards face colliding with wooden floor boards would have made.

“Wow you really are wasted, aren’t you?”, he adressed his brother who was still lying there oblivious to the world and with that he got up to go and hide the shirt in his room somewhere.

Maybe he would clean it and give it back later. But maybe, he thought, he should just wash it and keep it as a kind of

…

inspiration.
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