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Living Life The Good Way	By : GothicalWishes Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 6 Part One

Mikey got back to his hotel room and slammed the door as he entered. He wasn’t even totally sure as to why he was so upset. If he had to blame it on something it would be the alcohol. And if he had to give a catalyst he would most probably name Gerard. The man who he loved the most, the one who he wanted to make happy.

It angered him that Gerard would always be so… public about his relationships, well all except one. Mikey knew he couldn’t tell, and he knew, even understood Gerard’s reasons for keeping the knowledge to as minimum a circle as possible, but he just couldn’t help but feel angry and unwanted. It was petty and he knew it, but when he was drunk, angry and embarrassed he believed it was his God given right to feel embarrassed.

Mikey lay himself down on the bed, crossing his feet as he did so. The ceiling above him was a pale green colour, matching the colour of the walls. Mikey liked rooms where the ceiling was painted the same colour as the walls, it made the room seem larger and more airy. It was good when it was painted particularly well and you couldn’t see the join of the wall and the ceiling. Mikey liked to pretend that the ceiling was curved or arched at time like that, sometimes even…

RRING.

Mikey jumped as the telephone beside him rang.

“Hello?” He asked, once he had leant over and picked it up.

“Hey, Mikey, it’s Gee!” A slurred yet excited voice said on the other end.

“What do you want, Gerard?” Mikey sighed laying back on the bed, opting to study the ceiling again.

“Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. You left all sudden, like.”

Mikey smiled. It was a nice feeling when someone came to check you’re okay after you’ve walked out in a huff or something along those lines. “Yea, I’m fine. It’s just… hard, you know… always hiding.”

There were scuffled sounds from the receiver. “Hold on a minute, I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t hang up!”

“I won’t.” Mikey said quietly, almost defeated.

Mikey shut his eyes as he lay on the bed, phone to ear, listening to the sounds of Gerard moving about his own room. Mikey almost flew when he felt a body land on top of his, legs either side of his hips.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Mikey shouted.

“Now, now, Mikey, dear, no need to bring good ol’ Jesus into this now is there?” Frank grinned down at Mikey from his seat, perched straddling Mikey.

Frank’s skin appeared paler than usual, although Mikey supposed that it was from the fact that his cheeks had a bright pink flush to them, making him look so endearing. His hair was wet and scuffled in almost every direction than the one he assumed it was aimed for. Mikey also noticed, although later than he thought he should have, that Frank had forgotten to bring his tee-shirt in with him. His arms and chest exposed, the tattoos breaking the pale skin, each picture an intricate image of some deep meaning to their owner.

Sometimes Mikey felt the undying urge to get a tattoo too. It was the times when he saw Gerard and Frank together that made him want to do something outrageous. He was always Mikey: good, little, quiet, reliable Mikey. Sometimes he wanted to be something more. He wanted to be immature, lost, a rebel… he wanted to be… something else…

“Frank, what are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to keep you company!” Frank shouted as he fell forward and wrapped his arms around Mikey tightly, his head resting in the crook between Mikeys neck and collar bone. Frank breathed in deeply, enjoying the scent of the man beneath him. Mikey heard Gerard’s voice back on the phone again.

“Who’s that with you, Mikey?”

“It’s only Frank. He’s drunk and attached to my waist.” Mikey heard Gerard laugh, and felt Frank’s jerky movements, telling him that he obviously found this amusing too.

“Bet you wish he was attached somewhere else, don’t you?” Gerard said suggestively, his voice lowering seductively.

“Not so much while I’m on the phone, no.” Mikey replied worried about the fact that he wasn’t at all repulsed by the idea.

“Right… Good. Pat him on the head and tell him to curl up and go to sleep, because…” Gerard continued talking. It was something they had done as youngsters whenever they were apart. It was generally the rule that whoever was pissed off got the luxury of ranting and raving all they wished, but sometimes, on the rare occasion, like now, it was the angry person allowed to sit and take comfort in the other’s voice.

Mikey sighed as a wave of comfortable pleasure washed over him… before suddenly jolting as he realised that he was starting to get hard as Frank sat above him teasing his nipples and rocking gently on Mikey’s groin.

“Frank. No.” Mikey whispered desperately

Frank had a glint in his eye as he put his fingers to his lips to tell Mikey to be quiet. Frank leant forward and placed his lips at the bottom of Mikey’s neck. He started placing wet kisses all the way up the side of Mikey’s jaw not covered by the phone.

Frank had gotten hard pretty quickly, still not feeling release from when Gerard had teased him during that stupid truth or dare game. Slowly he scratched his nails down Mikeys body, hearing him gasp, eyes wide. Frank smiled as he shimmied down to Mikey’s knees and started undoing Mikey’s trousers.

Mikey used his spare hand to try and bat Frank’s hands away, moaning in annoyance when Frank just grabbed hold of his spare hand and held it above his head. Mikey felt his breathing deepen, voices shouting at him to stop, because it wasn’t fair on Gerard… It was the same voice which would shout at him when he would be fucking Gerard. Mikey decided then that it was the voice of his conscience. He also decided to ignore it.

Mikey’s boxers were on the floor, next to his jeans, and Mikey was struggling to keep as quiet as possible. He couldn’t help the deep moan which escaped as his erection was engulfed in warm wetness. His spare hand moved to grip a handful of Frank’s hair: pushing his cock as far down Frank’s throat as he thought it could go. Mikey’s eyes rolled back in his sockets, and he struggled to concentrate on Gerard’s voice.

“Are you fucking Frankie?” Gerard’s voice asked quizzically.

Mikey could only reply with a grunt as he felt Frank’s finger push gently into his entrance.
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