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Lest we forget our friends
By : CherubChild
Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson
Views: 2262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Marilyn Manson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
While inside the limo, I felt so concealed and hidden behind the black tinted windows. Overally comfortable. Though not enough to be able to sleep. I wondered where we were going as I leaned back into the leather seat, but I didn’t ask. I was afraid to talk, if I did I’m sure I’d say something just...out of the blue. Or worse, what was really on my mind.
I watched his fingers tap nervously on the leather distance between us, and without having any self-control, like I usually try to have, I just went off talking:
“I’m so drunk that I think I’m dreaming. I’d take it up the ass right now just to make sure I was still awake. Hard, until I bleed.” Hell, I wasn’t lying.
I rolled the top of my pants down just to expose my hipbones, running my fingers over the fresh little scars from J5’s nails scratching into me, from just a short while ago. This caused Ginger to stir a bit. His eyes skimmed over my crotch before exhaling deeply. When I caught him, he looked away as if he hadn’t looked at all.
“You can look at me, you know. It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before.”
“Yeah, I remember. You’re obsessed with your genitals.” He nodded with a small smile that quickly faded, still facing the window opposite to me.
“Mmmhmm.” Being so downright drowned in my own drunkenness, my only concentration was on breaking the barrier between us (And yes, I’ve been drunk enough times to be able to cope with concentration). I decided to tempt him again, slowly tracing over his rhythmic fingers. I outlined each red-painted nail of the drummer’s hand, then moved in to close the gap between us.
From the side of him, I saw his eyes shut, and his head tilted to lean against the window. He didn’t rebel against me; instead he put his hand on my thigh and gently squeezed. I lifted that hand and placed each finger, one at a time, in my mouth, teasing the tips with my tongue. Then I spread his hand and worked on sucking both his middle and index finger. Together, then separate. Long, and fast. Then slow.
Ginger’s whole body seemed to unwind as I did this. At last he turned to me, short blond hair covering his hairless brow. “Please…” He shook his head.
“Go on…” I purred in his ear, and slipped one hand down the inside of his pants. “…Please what?”
He let out a whimper as I continued. “You’ve been wishing this for the longest… to have someone as dirty as me.”
He could only guess what I was doing earlier. And I’m pretty sure that thought went through his mind as I spoke.
I leaned in and kissed him tenderly, biting on his bottom lip. Slowly I ran my tongue in between his teeth. And it was he who was the first to push his tongue into my inviting mouth, but I reacted by holding back.
“God… why are you doing this to me?” His voice was sugarcoated in lust, and it came out almost as a gasp. My fingers stroked his cock up and down, until I felt his arousal awaken. “I could stop if you want.” I was serene, and laid my head in his lap, looking up at him. “It’s not like I’ll remember this in the morning. I mean, if I’m dreaming. Hmm. Who knows?”
“You’re a fucking tease.” He used the back of his hand to touch his lips, and grinned. “Ahh…but I… I want you.”
“Then take me.” I said, still staring up at him.
“Not here.”
“Where?”
“I never told you where we're going, did I?”
“No, you didn’t. You didn’t say anything. You didn’t even offer me a ride home.”
“I know I didn’t.”
“Mr. Fish, you’re a sick bastard.”
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