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Coffee and TV	By : CrystalTips Category: My Chemical Romance > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I spent a while at their house just chatting and drinking cup after cup of milky coffee whilst sat on a large and beautifully soft leather couch. “Put your feet up” they said and “act like you’re at home”… So I did.

I found myself to be so at home in fact that I stayed all day and well into the night, watching films and talking over various subjects; art being the biggest topic, due to me studying at Saint Martin’s College and being so obsessed with the subject that I voluntarily delve into it even on my “down time”. I eat, sleep, dream and shit art. The only thing worth being in my mind is a musician or an artist, and they are both of those things. I play guitar quite often myself and want to join a band, so my aspirations in that direction are quite high too.

He excused himself from the room, saying “goodnight” and leaving a vacuum where he once sat leaving me alone with her. She’s a high draw in her own right. Strong, beautiful, confident… forthright…

A few minutes passed of gentle chat before she made a statement which rocked me to the core.

“You love him don’t you?”

I, embarrassed didn’t know how to respond for fear of dropping myself in it.

“What do you mean?” I asked, playing it dumb.

“You love Gerard. I’ve seen the way you look at him. Like he’s more precious than platinum.”

I started to tremble, feeling trapped. I said nothing and let her continue.

“That’s lovely,” she paused to take in my incredulity, “No, I mean it… I love to see how people respond to him like that. He’s beautiful and draws people in like moths to a flame…” she laughed out loud, “Oh dear that sounds so clichéd!”

“You… you don’t mind?” I responded, totally losing any pretence of her being wrong.

“Mind?” she paused, “Oh God no. Love isn’t something to be rationed and it makes me really happy to know that Gerard’s getting the lion’s share.”

My eyes must have opened wide because Lindsey chuckled again, possibly at my naivety.

“You look shocked sweetheart. Well, prepare to be even more shocked…” she paused for dramatic effect, “Gee and I have an open marriage and yes… we are totally, madly in love with each other but seeing other people doesn’t affect that love adversely in any way. If anything it makes us stronger as there’s no such thing as ‘cheating’.”

I sat stunned.

“Gee’s a little shy around you so he’s leaving me to do the work for him on this one…”

Charismatic, stage-confident Gerard is shy around me? How could that be?

“… He has, ahem, ‘retired to the chamber of the bed’ and so if you’d like to join him there, he’d be delighted.”

Holy Mother of God!!!

Lindsey just started laughing so hard I thought she’d fall off the couch and onto the floor. My face must have made quite the perfect portrait at that moment. She just about managed to compose herself… Just about!

“Well, you love him… He wants you… So go!!!”

I popped up from my sitting position like a jack-in-a-box. Propelled without conscious thought.

“Really?”

“Yes… really…Now go, or I’ll go myself. One way or another Gee’s not going to get much sleep tonight.”

I walked out of the room in a perfect daze. Not only did Gerard want to sleep with me, but his wife was giving me permission. I reached the bedroom door whilst still deep in thought and paused, my chest hammering like thunder. I reached to tap gently with a shaking hand.

“Come in,” he said softly.

I nearly collapsed in shock for the second time that day because Gerard was lying under a large comforter, bare-chested and obviously completely naked with one leg hooked over the top. His eyes sucked the breath out of my body… as they always do.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I returned shyly.

“Linds told you then?” he paused, “… I mean about us and how we do things?”

I could only trust myself to nod as my throat had completely constricted, rendering speech impossible.

Gerard’s eyes flashed white hot for a second before he stood up, revealing himself and causing me to let out an involuntary gasp. He let himself down gently from the bed and walked over to where I stood. My heart started to do energetic somersaults increasing to hummingbird speed palpitations as he reached out to stroke the side of my face gently. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him with no trace of shyness at all. Feeling his upper body strength and erection through the material of my clothes caused me to swoon against his chest almost like a damsel. I felt his heart beat mirroring mine.

His eyes met mine sharply causing a sensation in me akin to dropping several floors in a broken lift. His lips met mine before I had chance to draw breath, gently caressing before starting with a gentle nibble on my lower lip. I was dying and going to heaven. This was all I’d dreamt about since first meeting him but I’d never dared to believe that dream would come true.

Without a word I broke away and sank to my knees in front of Gee before kissing his thighs eliciting a thrilled gasp of pleasure to escape from his lips. I ran my hands over the taut muscle of his buttocks whilst continuing with my ministrations. He gasped my name in response causing a thrill along my spinal column and my heart to flip over again.

I ran my tongue quickly along the length of his cock completely taking him by surprise.

“Oh fuck!” he swore.

So far so good!

I encased my mouth around his erection and starting a steady, pulling suck which brought breathless gasps from him. So beautiful and so erotic.

“Oh God…Oh you’re so good… Oh your mouth feels incredible,” and again “Oh fuck!”

Words tumbled from Gerard’s mouth in a stream that he couldn’t control, arousing me to a state of excitement I never thought I could attain. I broke away for a second.

“Come in my mouth!”

“You sure?” he panted

“Yes.”

I continued sucking, harder than before and maybe even a little viciously. Feeling the object of all my loving desires tense up from my touch after all the time I’d spent lusting after him was overpowering. I was completely sure I could never be sexual with him so the feeling of control I had despite being on my knees gave me a surge of power I’d never felt before. A stream of endearments mixed with expletives was quickly replaced by a stream of a different kind into my mouth. I swallowed down his come quickly as if drinking down the essence of his being.

Completely spent, Gerard sank down onto his knees next to me and took my hand before placing it against the pounding in his chest.

“That felt beyond incredible,” he whispered hoarsely, “But I didn’t mean it to be like that. I’m sorry,” he said looking contrite and like a little boy suddenly.

“Why sorry?”

“That was so, so selfish of me,” his eyes met mine with aching sincerity, “I’m such a pig.”

“No you’re not... I wanted to do that for you.”

“Oh good,” he breathed, “Because I’ve never felt like this about…”

He was cut short as a gentle tap at the door made us both start.

“Hey, come in,” Gerard said gently.

Lindsey edged around the door, slightly embarrassed with a flush to her perfect china-doll skin.

“Sorry to interrupt Gee, but this is important… Ray just rang. He says Matt’s just quit… Looks like you’ll need another guitarist.”

“Oh,” Gerard responded, looking deflated and raking a perplexed hand through his ebony hair.

“Yes… That was my response too,” she said on seeing her husband’s unhappy face. She turned to look at me directly.

“Frank, why don’t you replace Matt?”

“Me!?” I blurted.

“Uh-huh!” She said, “You’re certainly sexy enough! How good’s your playing?”

“At least grade eight,”

Color me stunned!

“And is Frank grade eight at lovemaking?” Lindsey turned to ask Gerard causing my face to fire up like a blast furnace

“Better than that by a fucking looooo-ng way” Gerard drawled, elongating the vowel.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

“Ooh… So then Frank, do I get to find out first hand?” Lindsey asked smoothly.

The blush made my face pulsate. I’ll never view an invitation for coffee from a friend in the same way again!

Note - I was aiming for the effect of the video for Smack My Bitch up without the salaciousness. It’s a romantic coffee drinking version with the mystery protagonist a man. I’m really hoping the effect works and causes a little “Ah!” at the end. Fingers crossed.
Other note – I have no idea if Americans use a grade system like we do in the UK for musical testing! This is an AU, so it doesn’t really matter.
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