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Lest we forget our friends	By : CherubChild Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 2262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Marilyn Manson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Covering his mouth with my own, I pulled him on top of me. His tongue was deliciously down my throat as he started to relax into me. I could feel Ginger’s fingers on the nape of my neck, traveling down and around to outline the crevices of my collarbone. Ticklish.
My hands worked quickly at unraveling his tie.

With his knees in between my legs he guided me further back onto the large bed. Breaking from his sensual kisses, he put his hand to my jaw line holding me still against the pillows and placed his lips just slightly above mine. Breath sugary. He nibbled at my top lip and glided his tongue along the top of my teeth.
Continuing with his teasing, he dragged his mouth slowly along the right side of my face up and across my cheek. I closed my eyes and fell deeper into the pillows as I could feel his mouth leave a large blush of red.

“Why don’t you just fuck me already…” I whispered, licking my lips.

Pressing a thumb to my chin, he simply replied, “Look up.”

When I opened my eyes, I saw a massive gold-framed mirror on the ceiling above the bed. It reflected my face, which was streaked sexily with pinkish-red rouge.
...And his pants were already off.
“Freak.” I said, flicking my tongue at him, and then reaching around his back to pull his shirt off.

Without waiting I also helped him with the rest of my clothing. His hands grabbing at my bare hips, lifting to make my pants slide off easier. I hissed when his nails dug into my previous cuts, and moaned when I felt his hardening cock against my own.

Placing my hand between us, I jerked him off, getting him to purr my name to me. But, teasing him in the way he seemed to do so well with his lips, I stopped and took to stroking my shaft myself. “Ahh, Jeordie… c’mon!” He chuckled moving down my body.

“Mmmm... You’re not going to make my come by my own hard are you?”

“Maybe,” Ginger said continuing to move further down, and surprising completely off of me, “I’d like to watch you masturbate in front of me.”

I eyed him, lifting a brow, wondering. Utterly attracted to the way he was built. His hard-on, yearning for attention, and his upper-body, prettily pale, toned, muscled, from his drumming. I slowed down my hand to an extremely slow speed, not wanting to do exactly what he said.

Still I groaned and moan, “Ginger… Ooh… don’t leave me in pain. Fuck me, you bastard… ”

He walked back from the opposite side of the room, throwing a box of tissues on the nightstand not far from us, and a bottle of lube on the bed.

“Tissues?” I laughed.

“Take one or two. Then bend over. Trust me, you’ll need it.”

Submissively, I did as he said and I went to my knees, feeling his warm mid-section positioning against my ass. Behind me, he dipped his hand in the candy-colored lubricant, cupping my balls in one hand, and slicking the substance at my hole. Assuming he and I both knew with this being my second fuck tonight, lube was much appreciated, but not all that needed. He was just being polite.

Slam.

He pulled in half-way.
Pulled out all the way out.
Slammed all the way in.

"Fucking Christ…Ginger!” Came slipping through my moans. The tissues I was given fell right out of my grip. I needed them for nothing. He pounded into me several more times, fast. Faster. My body jerking under him, my ass stinging with pleasure. Ginger leaned over me licking down my spine. His fingers grazing downward to fondle my shaft, squeezing, stroking. “Gin--!” I could feel him so deep inside of me. Wet, along my sides. Still the pleasure of… stinging?

I glanced downward, past his hands pleasuring my cock all to well. Tiny droplets of blood like the color of his nail polish streamed down my hips, I closed my eyes. I couldn’t fell pain anymore. Like the perfect drug, I was at a high and came on his pretty sheets. It wasn't long after when he followed.

The prepared gentlemen took the tissues that I had lost and placed them at the open wounds - the third of the night,

I did love the abuse.
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