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You Look Good, Now Let The Devil Inside	By : VindictiveDiva Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1122 -:- 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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Wow, chapter three! So thank you for the lovely reviews, I'm glad people are enjoying this story (I don't think it's my best work but I like writing it). Anyway, this chapter's a little longer than the others, since I may not be able to add for a bit. Well, we'll see. Enjoy!

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Gerard was hiding under his covers, sleeping for the moment and exhausted. He’d wrestled with himself most of the night and into the morning before finally falling asleep. When Bob had knocked for breakfast, Gerard had jumped, woken up and only been able to get back to sleep after Bob had gone. His dreams were troubled, half remembered nightmares about his friends and family trying to hurt him and he had no idea why. He yelped when he was woken up by more knocking on the door.

“Gerard? You okay?” Ray called through the door. “Go away.” Gerard replied. “Don’t be like that, I brought you some breakfast.” Gerard wanted to refuse, but he could feel his stomach rumbling at the thought of food. Finally he got out of bed and unlocked the door, opening it for Ray. The guitarist came in and set the tray down on Gerard’s desk, then said, “Man Gee, you look like hell, are you alright?”

Gerard wanted to scream at him, tell him of course he wasn’t alright, and why. But as it was, he wasn’t sure who was on his side and who wasn’t so he remained silent. Ray shrugged, then said, “C’mon, I promised your brother I’d make sure you eat. So, dig in.” Ray flopped over onto the bed, nudging Gerard with his foot towards the desk. Gerard got up slowly, looking behind him. Ray had picked up a comic and was reading so Gerard sat down and started in on his breakfast.

He was nearly done when he heard Ray move. He looked over, seeing that Ray was only grabbing another comic. Gerard sighed, wondering if maybe yesterday had been a crazy day. When he had finished he moved the tray to the floor, saying, “I’ll take it down later.” Ray looked up, then said, “Everyone’s worried about you.” Gerard rolled his eyes, and Ray said, “It’s true.” Gerard ignored him and turned back to the desk, picking up where he’d left off the previous day with his drawings.

Gerard heard Ray move again, and jumped when he realized he’d closed the door. “Uh… What’re you doing?” Gerard asked as Ray locked it. “Wanted to make sure we aren’t disturbed.” Ray told him and Gerard gulped audibly. He stood from the chair, backing away from Ray who stood very calmly, watching Gerard. “Look, I’m flattered and everything but I don’t like this, you’re starting to really freak me out.” The singer told him.

"Gerard you don't need to be afraid." Ray told him, frowning. "Look, I know you're scared but it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Ray stepped closer and pulled Gerard to him, as Gerard froze in shock. "Sh, it's okay Gerard. It's okay, calm down." He kissed Gerard, who wasn't sure how to react. His eyes fluttered, then closed as Ray encouraged his mouth to open further.

Gerard sighed and Ray growled, crushing the singer to him as they continued to kiss. Ray's fingers slid into Gerard's hair, massaging his scalp trying to get him to relax. The older man moaned a bit, then jumped when Ray's hands traveled lower, breaking away when he grabbed his ass. "Stop, please." Gerard begged, sinking to his knees. Ray smiled a bit, his hand sliding into Gerard's hair. "Why Gerard?"

"Please Ray, I don't want to do this." Gerard begged. "Why?" Ray asked him, still smiling. "I'm afraid, like you said, and oh God I'm so confused, please Ray please..." Gerard blinked away tears, finally managing to break away from Ray. "Okay okay, calm down." Ray replied, kneeling next to the distraught singer and hugging him. "Okay, why are you confused?"

Gerard hiccoughed, then said, "I just, I don't know. I've never really thought about guys before, but ever since we got here things have been really weird and I'm so lost... I don't know what I want." Ray looked at him, his curly hair brushing against Gerard's cheek. "Well, do you like guys?" Gerard shrugged, then said, "I hadn't thought of it before." "But do you like them?" Gerard looked at Ray, then said, "I think I might."

Ray sighed, then kissed Gerard's cheek. "I'm sure you're under pressure right now, but you've got to understand I've watched you since high school, I was too shy to say anything back then. This has been coming on for a while. But if you don't want me, I understand, just say so." "I... I don't know what I want." Gerard replied honestly. Ray kissed his cheek and said, "Alright, but don't keep me hanging huh?" He then smiled and stood, leaving the room and taking the tray with him.

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Mikey checked his watch, then said, "He hasn't come out at all." "Give him time, he's confused." Ray told him, not looking up from his guitar. "I'm going up there." "I wouldn't." Bob frowned, then said, "It's my turn anyhow." "You snuck in earlier, I saw you." Frank told him and Bob pouted. "Damn it." "Sorry man, you're busted." "What'd you do?" Mikey asked curiously. Bob sighed, then said, "Not a lot really, we kissed a bit but he mostly sat on his bed smoking the whole time."

Mikey sighed, then said, "I'm definitely going up there. Got the feed Frank?" "Yeah, it's all set." Frank replied. "What feed?" Bob and Ray asked in unison. "We set up a fiber optic pinhole camera in Gerard's room in case they go at it right there." Frank told them, then added, "It's feeding into my lap top, you guys wanna watch?" Ray and Bob got up, sitting on either side of Frank on the couch. "Wish me luck." Mikey said as the rest of the band stared at the small screen.

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Mikey let himself into Gerard's room to find his brother laying on the bed, his headphones on and his eyes closed. His face was slack, so he was very obviously asleep. Mikey shook him gently and Gerard gasped, waking up almost instantly. He took his headphones off, switching off the CD player next to his bed. "What's going on?" "Came to check on you." Mikey replied, sitting next to Gerard on the bed. Gerard groaned and lay back, saying, "Not you too."

"Not me what?" Mikey asked. "Bob was in here earlier, Ray was here before that." Gerard said. Mikey nodded, then said, "Yeah, we've been worried about you, you haven't been out all day." "Whatever." Gerard replied, not looking at Mikey. "I know why you're here little brother, how about not insulting my intelligence." Mikey frowned, then shrugged and straddled Gerard's midsection, leaning over and kissing his brother. Gerard didn't move.

Mikey frowned, then asked, "Something wrong?" "I'm burned out little brother." Gerard admitted, looking up at him. Mikey raised an eyebrow, then asked, "So have you changed your mind?" Gerard looked at Mikey and said, "I don't know." Mikey sighed, then kissed Gerard again, his tongue tangling with the other man‘s. Gerard sighed, but there was a very obvious lack of enthusiasm. Mikey knew how to fix that.

Mikey slid lower, his hands undoing the fly on Gerard's jeans. Gerard gasped as Mikey plunged his hand inside, stroking Gerard's shaft until he was fully erect. Gerard moaned, his head falling back and pressing into the pillows beneath him, his hips rising. Mikey smiled, then asked, “You like that?” Gerard nodded and Mikey lowered himself, licking the tip of Gerard’s cock and sighing at the taste of his pre come. “You taste good.” Mikey moaned and Gerard quivered, unable to help himself.

Mikey took Gerard into his mouth, sucking hard as he pinned Gerard’s hips to the bed, controlling his movements. Gerard moaned louder, his legs seizing up a bit as Mikey continued to work his brother with his mouth. Gerard’s brain was swimming, this was so wrong on so many levels… But it felt so good! Gerard grabbed onto the sheets below him, his fingers digging into the covers as Mikey bobbed his head. His mouth moved faster and faster, but he still sucked just as hard.

Gerard could feel his orgasm building, and he barely managed to squeak, “M-Mikey, I’m close… Oh fuck so close!” Mikey took Gerard’s hand and squeezed it, then deep throated the singer. This was too much for the older Way, who bit his lip and came, his seed spilling down’ Mikey’s throat. Mikey lapped up the excess come, then licked his lips, looking up at his brother. “Are you always so quiet when you cream?” Gerard nodded, then let his head fall back against the pillows again, his eyes slipping shut.

He was asleep in minutes, and Mikey just chuckled, shaking his head. He stripped Gerard out of his jeans and socks (the singer never wore shoes inside the house) and tucked him in. He left the room, closing the door behind him. When he walked into the living room, Frank, Bob and Ray all stared at him. “What?” Mikey asked, smirking. “I’ll say this for you Mikey, you have a gift.” Ray commented. “Tell me about it.” Frank replied, grinning.

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