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And he belongs to me	By : PunkyEmoFreak Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > From First To Last Views: 1384 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of From First to Last. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay. So what can I tell you? I’m not sick, so get that out of your head right away. I’m a crazy, insane, psycho-sadistic, sadomasochistic, freak girl. Yupp. That’s me. My stories are never especially nice. So I’m not going to change it because you don’t share my need for being… er… disturbing? I dunno. O_O But I’m going to stop rambling and leave you to my story.

Disclaimer: I don’t own FFTL. I don’t own Sonny. I don’t own Matt. Ect. Ect. Ect. I do own this plot. Steal it and I WILL hunt you down. Understood?

Title: And he belongs to me
Author: PunkyEmoFreak || Erin ||
Rating: Adult || Yes, there is boysex. And probably rape later on. Get over it. ||
Pairing: Main: Matt/Sonny || A little Frank/Sonny as Well ||
Summary: || Matt/Sonny || He walks around like it doesn’t bother us that he flaunts his beautiful body around. Showing us all what he can’t have. I swear to god, one day, Sonny is going to fucking regret it.

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Chapter 01: Just wait a little longer, baby. You won’t have to wait.

|| Matt’s POV ||

He’s a fucking pain in my neck, Sonny is. He’s the baby of our band, seventeen years old. And we all watch out for the kid. And he makes it hard as hell. By we, I mean Derek, Travis, and I. Jon used to as well, but he left, well more like was kicked out. He just wasn’t helping us any and he clearly wasn’t enjoying himself. But this isn’t about Jon, it’s about Sonny. That perfect fucking kid. I’m the older out of everyone, Derek is twenty, Travis is twenty-one, and I am twenty-three. And Sonny takes every opportunity to point out that I’m the oldest.
He walks around like it doesn’t bother us that he flaunts his beautiful body around. Showing us all what he can’t have. I swear to god, one day, Sonny is going to fucking regret it. Could you imagine it? Knowingly gay little Sonny, walking around on the bus in his too tight girl pants over his small petit body, not bothering with a shirt because he knows he looks good without it. He fucking knows. That asshole. And I would bet any money to say he enjoys teasing the three of us.
“Warped Tour Bitches! I’m on fucking Warped!” Sonny yelled, jumping off the tour bus with his hands in the air with the rock fingers, jumping on his toes rather excitedly.
Derek yawned, pushing his hair off his face as he walked out of the bus after Sonny, Travis and I following soon after. “Yo, Sonny-boy! Calm the fuck down, kid. You’ve done this at every single city we’ve stopped at. This is the last one. Then home.” Derek said between his yawns.
Sonny laughed and ran over to Derek, hooking his arms around his neck, “Awwwwe! Dewek! Are you sleepy?” Sonny cooed. Ignoring the comment about home. Sonny hated home.
I felt a twinge of jealousy. Sonny does that to all of us, cuddles, teases, clings, glomps, as he calls it. But I still hate to see it when it’s with Derek or Travis. And not with me.
Derek pushed Sonny off of him and hitched his backpack on his shoulder a bit more, “Loser, go get you pack so we can go in the hotel.”
“So you can take a nappy? Awwe, Derek is sleeeeeepy!” Sonny teased in a sing-song voice as he ran back in the bus to get his forgotten backpack that lay on the couch. He quickly came back out, wrapping his arms around my neck from behind and jumping so his legs were around my waist, “Piggy back ride, Mattie!”
I gasped when Sonny’s arms were caught around my throat and my hands immediately grabbed his legs that wrapped around me. “Ack, shit Sonny. Are you trying to kill me?”
“No!” Sonny huffed, resting his head on mine. “Look, Deek! Travie! I’m the tallest now!” Sonny squealed, changing the subject. I think he has ADHD. He never stayed on one subject for very long. I was going to stop that. This kid had no idea what was in store for him. Especially if he didn’t stop that god damn bouncing on my back.
Derek and Travis looked up at Sonny and laughed with a slight smile on their face. Seeing the look on mine that told them oh to clearly what I wanted to do with Sonny. If only they knew though, that Sonny would be mine.
Room assignments: Travis and Derek, Sonny and I.
Oh that was great. Put me in the room with the kid who doesn’t know how to- okay. I’m shutting up. There is no point complaining. Derek and Travis had been sharing the room with him the last few cities. It was only fair.
We made it up the elevator and as he walked out of it, Sonny finally started moving on my back to be let down. I obliged. Though almost releuclently. I didn’t really want to let him go.
“Here, hold this.” The hyper-active teen said pushing his bag into my hand before running down the hallway, “FRANKIE!!”
“SONNY!” Frank called back, wrapping his arms around Sonny’s middle and spinning him before giving him a soft kiss on his lips.
Frank Iero and Sonny Moore were not an item. They made that clear to everyone. But who’s business was it if Frank liked to fuck Sonny wherever they happened to be. The MCR bus, our bus, his hotel room, Sonny’s room, back stage, in a bathroom, anywhere he could get Sonny somewhat alone, he had him. And I hated Frank for it. Doesn’t he realize it’s illegal for him to touch Sonny that way? Sure, I may have my own dirty and sadistic thoughts of the boy. But I never acted upon them. Damnit that was all going to change tonight if I had anything to say about it. Frank was not going to have Sonny anymore after this.
Frank whispered something in Sonny’s ear and the teenager giggled and nodded, taking Frank’s hand and waving to us, saying he’d be back in a bit. Travis and Derek waved back; I just went into our room.

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|| Sonny’s POV ||

Frankie whispered in my ear and I giggled. Yeah, that sounded like fun. But then again, everything Frankie and I do is fun. “Alright, let’s do that.” I said to him. Frankie grinned and I waved to my band mates before Frank pulled me into his hotel room.
Gerard and Mikey were in the room, sitting in front of the TV already playing playstation2. Frankie didn’t seem to take any notice in them. Instead he just pushed me up against the door and attached his mouth to mine.
“Oh ew! Gee! Frankie’s brought Sonny here again!” Mikey said dropping his remote and covering his eyes.
Mikey and Gerard didn’t have a problem with Frankie and I being gay. They were gay. It was more the fact that Frankie would push me up against anything no matter if they were in there or not. Not that I really minded anymore. I was too used to it.
“Frank, come on man. They just got here and you’ve already stolen the singer away from them.” Gerard said looking over at Frank and I.
Frank pulled his lips away from mine to speak to Gerard, but he was rolling his hips against mine to distract me from really saying anything. It worked, only moans were able to escape from my slightly parted lips.
“I didn’t steal him, Sonny came willing.” Frank said grinned and running his hands down my almost too small frame. Frankie liked me this way; the smaller the better in his mind. I could bend in ways most people only wish they could.
“Can you at least stop attacking him for a minute so we can leave?” Mikey asked, still not looking up. Mikey was just not fond of Frankie’s willingness to fuck me around them.
Frankie sighed and pulled away from me, allowing me to move away from the door. I shot an apologetic look to Mikey who just smiled and nodded before he and Gerard left the room. The second the door was shut again Frankie’s hands were back on me, pulling my shirt over my head and his hands roamed my naked chest. He rolled my nipples between his thumb and pointer finger and I moaned, god he knew just what to do to turn me right on. And I could already feel myself getting uncomfortably hard in my tight girl pants.
“Bed. Now.” Frankie ordered me, and I did as I was told. Laying down on the bed and leaning up on my arms to look at him. Frankie pulled his own shirt over his head before climbing on the bed with me. Frankie straddled my hips and pinned my arms above my head as he caught me in a bruising kiss. I moaned and arched my hips up to grind against Frankie’s, feeling his own erection being suppressed by his pants. I locked my lips with Frankie’s and my hands roamed down his chest, undoing his own tight pants and pushing them down.
Frankie crawled off the bed for a moment to take his pants off the rest of the way. He never wore boxers, before he took my own tight ones. He smirked. I hadn’t put them on either. Frankie liked it better this way. And I’d do anything to make him happy. Even though Frankie made it clear to me that all I was, was a fuck to him. I couldn’t help but love him.
He crawled back on the bed, moving me up a bit so my head was against the wall and his erection was in front of my face. I knew what to do. I wrapped my pink lips around his head and sucked on him, my hand wrapping around the base of his cock and as my head started to move up and down. Thought with the way my pierced tongue moved on him, it was more of a tease then an actual blow job. And Frankie didn’t like teasing. He let out a low growl and laced his fingers threw my hair before thrusting his hips so I took all of him in my mouth. I was used to this though. And I pretty much had no gag reflexes left so I easily took him all in.
My hands gripped at his hips as I continued my work on his length. Loving the sounds I was extracting from Frankie. Blow jobs were my fetish. I loved to make Frankie moan my name simply by the work of my tongue. But as expected, when Frankie was getting close he pulled himself from my mouth and was panting. “Turn over.” He ordered.
I complied as he moved off of me for a minute. I got on my hands and knees and wiggled my bare ass in front of him; he groaned and moved to grab my hips. One hand held tightly onto my pale boney hip as the other reached for the lube he had set on the table by the bed when he had first got in there. I heard the click of the lube open and I him slicking his fingers with the cool liquid-like substance. Without warning, he slid two fingers inside of me and I yelped. It didn’t hurt but… “Fuck, Frankie! That’s cold!”
Frankie laughed and placed a kiss to my back, “It’s always cold, Sonny-baby. You say that every time.” He said with a light laugh, slowly pushing his fingers in and out of me before scissoring them. I moaned loudly, unable to form a word when Frankie started to stretch me. Hearing my moan of pleasure Frankie added a third finger, pushing the limbs deeper inside of me.
“Aye, oh god. Frankie, just fuck me already, will ya?” I hissed at my partner.
He laughed and slowly, too damn slowly, pulled his fingered out of me. I could hear him groan when he started to lube himself up and aligned himself with my entrance. “Are you ready?”
“Ugn… Just do it already, Frankie!” I snapped at him, pushing my hips back to try and force him inside of me.
Frankie grinned and thrust his hips forward, filling me completely and making me moan loudly. “God damn, Sonny. You are so damn tight.” He moaned out, pulling out of me a bit before thrusting back into me.
It wasn’t long before Frankie was thrusting inside of me in a steady pace. My moans were leaking out threw my panted breathing. Until Frankie changed his angel and hit my spot. “Oh shit! Holy hell, right there!” I screamed out, pleasure spreading threw my body like a fire.
Frankie smirked and held tighter onto my hips before thrusting in and hitting my spot again, “Right here?”
“Oh god, yes! Right-fucking-there!” I panted out, and Frankie obliged thrusting into me and hitting my spot with every erratic thrust inside of me. Soon making me scream his name. “Oh god, Frankie, I’m close.” I whimpered out.
“I know baby, so am I.” Frankie gasped out as I tightened around him. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and started to jerk me off in time with his thrust.
“Oh god… oh Frankie… fucks! I’m gonna… I’m there! Oh fuckfuckshitfuck! FRANKIE!” I screamed loudly, my warm come spilling from my cock and over Frankie’s hand and on the bed.
He wasn’t long after me once I started coming hard. Tightening around Frankie even more, coaxing out his orgasm. And Frankie did come, screaming my name and thrusting into my tightness harder, riding out his own orgasm before we both fell into a naked heap on the bed.
Frankie pulled me closer to him, kissing my neck, “I will never know how you stay so fucking tight.” He whispered.
I shrugged his shoulder and turned in Frankie’s arms, smiling at him. “I don’t either… are you complaining?”
Frankie grinned at me and shook his head, “No. Complementing.”

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|| Matt’s POV ||

Sonny finally came into our room. His hair was wet, so I knew he had taken a shower with Frank, probably when he got the dark bruise on his neck from where Frank had to have bit him. And he had that look that just screamed ‘I was just fucked.’ I hated that look on him, well, not really hated it. It made the teenager look even more appealing then he normally did. This just made it harder for me, no pun intended.
“Hey Mattie!” Sonny squealed when he jumped in the middle of his bed. Pushing the wet locks from his hair and smiling happily, content. I hated it. No one should make him smile like that unless it was me. But Sonny didn’t know how I felt about him.
That was all going to change.
Just wait until tonight.
“Hey Sonny, have fun?” I asked, laying back on my own bed and looking at the petite boy on his own bed.
Sonny grinned and licked at his lip rings. Of course he had fun. There was no point in asking. Probably would have been safer not to ask. The way Sonny was licking his lips made me have to gain ever ounce of self control I had to not kiss him. “Yeah, I had fun. Mikey and Gee were in the room, Mikey yelled at Frankie. It was funny.”
“Well, maybe Frank just needs to stop fucking you everywhere.” I said bluntly, coldly, not really thinking the words I said threw.
“Huh? What’s you’re problem, Mattie?” Sonny said tilting his head to the side and looking at me threw his pretty brown eyes. God I loved his eyes.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have a problem.” I said looking away from him and closing my eyes. A few more hours. After the show. Frank will never touch him again.

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A/N: This is where I’m leaving you for now. After the show during the next chapter. How was the boysex? Heheh. Okay. REVIEW! So next chapter can come out quicker.
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