Shelly's Wish | By : Mordeo Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1437 -:- 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. |
A/N: Okay guys, here it is, the last of it. I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed, and everybody who thinks Maria's crazy, cool, and high on life, and not just annoying.
Warning: Fluffy stuff ahead. I'm thinking of going back and writing an alternate ending for this now. Read, review, and tell me what you think.
“So… There’s tonight, and until 8:30 tomorrow night, and then there’s the concert, then we have to do the after party, and head off to Reno.” Gerard told the guys once they were settled in Maria’s empty room.
“So I guess this will be our last night together.” Shelly said, sadly. “I can’t say it hasn’t been fun, but I’m gonna miss you guys.”
“Whatever happened to getting to Vegas and discussing pursuing a relationship?” Gerard asked, frowning.
“I have to finish school up, and I have family here, and an apartment I need to get back to and pay the bills on. How can we have a relationship while I’m here, and you’re moving around the world for concerts?”
“Yeah, and it’ll be even harder to keep a working relationship going when Gerard goes back to hell.” Bert added, and Shelly rolled her eyes through the tears that were starting to build up.
Gee sighed and didn’t answer, choosing instead to kiss her tears away. They sprang apart, though, when they heard a high pitched squeal, followed by giggling.
Bam laughed. “I think that was Mikey.” Gerard blushed and pinched his nose while chuckling silently.
“I think that sounded more like Maria.” Shelly said, sounding concerned. They heard gasping, and it confirmed the fact that it was Maria.
“I think she’ll be fine. Now, where were we?” Gerard asked over the soft moans coming from the living room.
“I think we were all about to get all nekkid and start with the baby making.” Bert said helpfully.
“Ha! Thank God for the pill.” Shelly said. “I don’t want babies until I’m married.”
“You want to get married?” Gee asked her, and Shelly stared at him for a half a second, before giving him a half crooked smile.
“Gee… that sounded like you were proposing.” She said, giggling.
Bert smiled and started nuzzling her shoulder.
“You guys are taking too long. We’re ready for the fun, and you still have your clothes on.” Bam smiled at them, and Gerard looked down self consciously.
He pulled off his shirt and pants, throwing them over into the corner where all the capes had been tossed. Then he pulled off his boxers and folded them carefully before throwing them in the same pile. Shelly did the same with her night gown, but left her underwear on.
Bam kissed her, sucking on her bottom lip while he ran his fingers around the top band of her underwear. She took his hands and threaded her fingers through them, and he broke the kiss. Bert came before her next, and began raping her mouth with his tongue, while his fingers began rubbing her through the thin cotton, which was growing rapidly wetter. She moaned, and he smirked against her lips before letting her go, only to pull her down onto the ground.
“We should- ah- put something down before-” she said, panting.
Gerard laid his cape down on the ground, silky side up.
“I was gonna buy it from Maria’s aunt anyway, but now I think I just won’t wash it. Then it’ll still smell like you, even when we’re in Europe.”
Shelly smiled, and lay down on the cape, her arms up by her head. Bam straddled her stomach and took her wrists in his hands, holding her still while he kissed her slowly and deeply. She tried to free her hands when Bert began licking the underwear, but Bam was stronger than she. He released her mouth and left her gasping for air as he began suckling her nipples, biting them softly. Her head thrashed from side to side, and she only stopped when Bert stopped touching her, and Bam climbed off.
They wadded some clothing up and put it under the cape, then lay her over it, so that the pile was under her shoulder blades. Gerard pushed his cock slowly into her mouth and she tightened her lips around him as she began to suck and lick. Bert straddled her, pressing quickly and deeply into her pussy at such an angle that every thrust put a delicious friction onto her clit, and Bam lifted her legs up on of Bert’s withdrawals , Pushing into her ass hole. She groaned, and began thrusting her hips wildly, trying to get Bam and Bert to match rhythms. They took the hint and both pushed into her at once, fucking her quickly and in earnest. Gerard was holding onto the base of his cock, not wanting to come just yet, and when she started making little mewling noises, he had to pull away. He sat down and just watched the three of them, Shelly’s head lolling back wards, her eyes half lidded and rolling to look at him as she licked her lips and moaned out his name.
When all three of them had come, more than once, in Shelly’s case, Gerard came forward and slowly kissed Shelly, and slowly, torturously slowly, but so sweetly and gently that Shelly couldn’t bring herself to protest, he made love to her. They fell asleep with him still in her, their lips touching, and fingers entwined.
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They slept in until almost noon the next day, and stopped by Del Taco for lunch before Maria took them to Shelly’s apartment, and then back to the tour bus. While the guys got ready, Maria and Shelly went to Maria’s house to make themselves presentable. With fishnet and black eyeliner, of course.
Shelly kept having to reapply her mascara, because it sprang small leaks every few minutes. Finally, Maria ended up just giving her the bottle of waterproof stuff. And Finally, it was time to go hit the Orleans Arena for the show. They were seated five rows back from the stage, and on aisle seats. When Gerard got wheeled onto stage in a gurney, Shelly giggled. And when he sat up and revealed that he was in a hospital gown, Maria leaned over and yelled into Shelly’s ear, “Too bad there aren’t any cameras behind him, huh?” Shelly nodded hard, and they laughed, not that you could hear them over the screaming that came when Gerard pulled off the gown to reveal his Black Parade uniform. Halfway through the first part of the concert, Right after they’d finished playing ‘I Don’t Love You’, Gerard stopped everything and began talking.
“But you see, I do Love you. More than I did yesterday. And I’ll keep loving you more every day for the rest of my life, if you’ll let me.” Bam came out from back stage and ran down the aisle, grabbed Shelly’s hand, and dragged her up on stage, only to hand her off to Gerard, who pulled a ring box out of his pocket, knelt, and opened it with one hand, while raising the microphone with his other.
“Shelly,” his voice came out loud and clear while the band stared and the crowd all sucked in a breath at once, “Will you marry me?”
Shelly simply tackled him, knocking him onto his back on stage and kissing him.
The crowd screamed, but all Shelly or Gee heart was each other’s hearts.
Shelly went with the Band to finish the tour. While in Reno, she called Maria, and they got to planning the ceremony.
“We’re going to get married in New Jersey. Will you be my bride’s maid?” Shelly asked, a grin apparent in her voice.
“Yup. And I’ll bring that stupid recording of that Caesar song we wrote, too.”
“You wouldn’t!” Shelly cried, half giggling, half choking.
“We promised. And besides… Damnit! I forgot to tell you! I forgot to have the guys help me move the coffin back into my room before you left, so I’m stuck sleeping in the living room.”
“You’re such a nerd.”
“I know. I’m happy for you, too, so I’m a blubbering nerd.”
On that Happy Note, they hung up and Shelly went back to explaining to Mikey why one should never stick a fork into the toaster while it was still plugged in.
Happy 22nd Shelly!
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