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Taking Back the Life You Stole	By : Rachy2006 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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GERARD WAY IN FAN VIOLENCE SHOCKER! the headline screamed. They were all sat around the table on the bus on the way to yet another show, Bea doing some damage control.
Gerard sat with his head in his hands, it had been a hard couple of days. Why hadn't he seen the camera? Why had he let his temper get the better of him? Hitting a girl, what had he come to?
"Press conference. Right........... yeah that should be fine.........fine, bye!" Bea finished her conversation on her cell phone. "Right. Stan the press guy wants Gerard to do a press conference when we get to Texas. Just a quick statement to show our position. And I have good news..... the girl isn't pressing charges!"
"Woop di doo!" Gerard said sarcastically,"Now all I have to do is repair our ruined career and get over the fact that I'm capable of hitting a woman!" he said angrily. Everyone looked at the floor uncomfortably! This show would either be the thing that fixed everything or ended everything.

"Gerard," you said to get his attention when you went to find him later on. You thought it was best to let him calm down before discussing everything.
He looked up with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he choked out.
You walked to him and held him tightly, just as he had held you a few days ago. He was so fragile, like he was going to break into a million pieces. "It's ok, why are you apologising? You stood up for me!" Things had been hard for the two of you the last couple of days. You had been out of touch with each other. Perhaps the honeymoon period was over?!
"I lied to you. I'm no better than Kyle.... I guess this is over?" he said quietly, "I made you a promise and I've broken it."
You let go of him and pushed him away so you could look him in the eye.
"What are you jabbering about? If you want to get rid of me then just say it! You are not the same as Kyle! You are the most caring, loving, beautiful, inspiring man I have ever met and you stood up for me when someone was making me out to be something I'm not. That's love honey. Lashing out was perhaps the wrong thing to do but........." You were stopped by Gerard's fingers on your lips.
"I want to be with you forever," he said quietly, "I want to grow old with you, I want to marry you, I want to have children with you, I want to see the world with you...if you are there I'm happy."
What do you say when someone says that? You just nodded and said with your eyes everything he wanted to know.
He kissed you lightly on your lips, his hands in your hair. You ran your hands down his arms and linked fingers with his. You placed his hands around your waist and lent into his body. You kissed his neck and he moaned gently.
"I want you," you whispered in his ear. He pulled his head away, looked at you in surprise and you smiled.
"Are you sure?" he asked sincerely, taking your hands and squeezing them gently.
You nodded. "I've never been more sure of anything." A tear slid down your cheek and he caught it with his finger. He smiled so sweetly at you that you thought your heart might break.
Your breathing came heavily as you undressed each other. He pulled your t-shirt over your head and instinctively covered your torso with your arms. "Wait. I want to see you," he said in a hoarse voice, whilst pulling your arms away and taking you in "you are so gorgeous." He kissed you hard on the lips and moved his hands to your back, unhooking your bra.
"You have too many clothes on," you giggled, pulling his t-shirt over his head.He resumed kissing you, moving his sweet kisses down your neck and onto your chest. He pushed you backwards so you were lying on your back, breathing heavily as he circled your erect nipples with an expert tongue. You moaned as he took one fully into his mouth. "Gerard," you said under your breath, clutching his head to your chest, pulling gently on his raven locks which you knew sent him wild.
He moved lower and lower down your stomach, until he reached the waistband of your jeans. He stopped and looked up at you looking down at him. He grinned and started undoing them torturously slowly. Kyle had never been this attentive, this gentle. It had all been about what he wanted. You had never made love before. Gerard pulled your jeans all the way off and threw them onto the floor, moving back up your body he pushed his tongue into your mouth and you accepted him readily. "I want to make you feel so good," he said against your lips. You nodded dumbly, not believing that this was actually happening. That someone actually cared about what you wanted.
"But what about you?" you said quietly, pressing your body against his, feeling his hardness against your groin. You pressed forward harder and both of you groaned loudly at the friction.
"Don't worry about me. I want to make you come first ok?" he said, once again moving down your body ,trailing hot kisses down your torso. He reached your black panties, tugged them down your hips and soon they had joined your jeans on the floor. He lifted one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder, you instinctively raised your hips, you wanted him so badly now. He teased the soft, white skin on your inner thighs with his hot tongue and you sighed in frustration.
"Please Gee...please," you moaned. He quickly obliged, licking along your opening and flicking his tongue over your aching clit. "Oh God..." you moaned, pulling on your hair as he did things to your body that you never thought possible. He was still teasing you as he was before, never lingering on any part of you for longer than a couple of seconds, building up something inside you that was fighting to be released. Without warning he thrust his tongue inside you whilst simultaneously rubbing you clit slowly with one of his fingers. You moaned loudly, clamping your hand over your mouth, you didn't want the guys hearing you. You felt empty as Gerard took his mouth away from your wetness.
"Just let it out baby," he whispered.
"I don't want the guys to hear me," you said, sighing loudly as you felt your desire building again at the sight of Gerard's flushed and shining face.
"Don't worry. I've had to listen to them enough times," he laughed. You smiled and he alternated his position, pushing two fingers inside you and licking your clit.
"Oh fuck," you shouted, it felt so good that you didn't care if people in other cars on the motorway could hear you. Your hips started bucking into his face like they were out of control. He added another finger into your pussy and moved them gradually faster while still keeping his tongue moving on your clit. "I'm so close," you whispered, more to yourself than him but he moaned anyway sending vibrations against your desire and throwing you headlong into the most amazing orgasm of your life. "GERARD, baby oh my god, fuck," you screamed, clutching clumps of his hair, and coming hard over his face.
He stayed there for several seconds while your breathing returned to normal, at which point he raised his head slowly and pulled himself up so he was face-to-face with you. You smiled at him, tears brimming in your eyes. "Thankyou," you said quietly. You put your hand to the back of his neck and pressed his lips onto yours, tasting yourself on his tongue.
"Now you can see how good you taste," he mumbled, as you licked every last drop of your juices from his mouth.
"Is that why you spent so much time down there," you replied, smiling into his mouth.
"Mmmmhmmm," he said, caressing the side of your face with his thumb.
He was still hard and you could still feel him pressing against you. He must be dying to get his jeans off. You sat up, pushing him back to where you had been and straddled his waist. You grinded your groin against his, the friction making both of you gasp loudly. You undid the button and zipper of his tight black jeans and pulled them off, making his huge erection spring free, just the thin cloth of his boxers veiling it.
"I've wanted those off for so long," he laughed, moving his hand to rub himself as you threw his jeans to the ground.
"No, no, none of that," you smiled, smacking his hand away. He pouted, making you smile even more. You kissed him hard, pulling his boxers down as your tongues fought for dominance. You rubbed your hand along his hard-on, he moaned into your mouth and you smothered it with another kiss.
"I just want to be inside you," he moaned huskily, which almost made you come there and then.
"I want you to be too," you whispered. You switched positions so he was on top of you, and you could feel him pressing against the place you wanted him to be.
"I'm going to go slow ok?" he said softly in your ear, caressing your torso with gentle hands.
"Mmmmhmm," you muttered, closing your eyes so you didn't have to ruin this again with more visions of Kyle.
He clutched your hips and slid his whole length inside you. You sighed gently as he filled you, it was the best feeling, a euphoric sense of being wanted.
"Open your eyes Bea," he whispered, kissing your eyelids. You opened them, to see his hazel ones staring down at you, shining. "You feel good," he said, his breathing fluttering gently on your cheek.
"So do you," you smiled, pushing some hair out of his beautiful eyes.
And so it began. He began to thrust in and out of you slowly, keeping his eyes on yours at all times, watching your face contort with pleasure.
"Faster..." you breathed, as your need grew. You knew he wanted it too and he started to quicken his thrusts, lifting one of your legs slightly so he could go deeper. "Fuck...no-one has ever...uhhh," you groaned as he slammed into you hard.
"Fuck," he said loudly, and you clutched his shoulders to steady yourself as you moved faster. You could tell he was still holding back, not wanting to freak you out or hurt you, but you could feel your desire growing in your lower stomach and you knew what you needed.
He had his head thrown back slightly, his eyes to the ceiling. "Gerard," you gasped breathily. He looked down at you, his eyes glazed with pleasure as he continued to fill you with his hardness. "Gerard," you repeated, "Just fuck me...please...fuck me." He smiled gently and kissed you just as gently, before he gave you what you wanted.
He pulled all the way out of you, leaving you empty and cold, you raised your hips wanting him back inside you quickly. "You ready baby?" he said cheekily. He didn't wait for an answer, just drove his cock into you hard. The sound of your bodies slamming together, both of your loud moans, mixed with the gentle hum of the bus engine were the only sounds that broke the silence. "Is this what you wanted?" he managed to gasp out as you bucked your hips up to match his massive thrusts into your wet pussy.
"Fuck...yes," you answered. "Gerard...there...oh my god faster."
Your bodies slid together in the sweaty, cathartic mass you had both created.
"I'm close Bea," he moaned, angling his cock so it hit that point inside you that every guy strove to find.
Another huge orgasm hit you and you screamed his name along with a string of profanities as you came harder than you ever had before. The feeling of your walls contracting around his cock sent him over the edge with two more massive thrusts and he came hard, riding out his orgasm with shallower ones, whispering your name over and over as he pumped you full of his seed. He collapsed on top of you and you felt his heart beating hard against your chest, as he did yours. After a while he pulled out of you and lay at your side. "I've never..." he started to stay before you faced him and placed a finger over his lips.
"Me neither," you said. That was all you both needed to say. You both knew that neither of you had sex like that before, no-one had ever made either of you feel like this and it made your love all the more amazing.
Afterwards you lay in his arms in the glow of your shared love and realised you could stay that way forever.

Gerard watched her as she lay sleeping in his arms. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. He gently stroked her hair and realised that he could stay that way forever. The door opened slowly and Frank's head popped round the door. "I just wondered...." he stopped midsentence as he saw the two of you entangled in blankets and love. Gerard smiled happily at him. "Congrats dude. Don't mess it up and next time try and keep the noise down, it sounded like someone was being slaughtered in here," Frank whispered cheekily as he left the room.

"I want to reiterate that I was provoked into violence by the comments made by the girl in question about my girlfriend Beatrice. I am in no way condoning my actions but I just want to stress that they weren't without cause. Thankyou." The press conference had contained a lot of awkward questions about your relationship with Gerard but Stan had briefed him well and he was prepared for anything. Maybe this will be enough, you thought, praying that it would be.
"Well that was scary," Gerard said nervously as he came off the makeshift stage.
"Baby you're shaking," you worried.
"Oh it's nothing!" he shrugged it off. You still put your arms around him in comfort.
"You did brilliantly," you whispered, "and now this is over it's time for sound check"
"You are such a slave driver!" he laughed.
"You love it really," you replied.
"Ooo kinky," he said pinching your behind.

"Time for the show guys!" you shouted. The routine was the same as usual but the atmosphere was definitely different. This show carried all the band's future on a knife edge. It would determine the fans reactions to the last few days’ events.
"I don't wanna," Frank said shakily. It was the first time you had heard him moaning about having to perform. They were all scared but this was perhaps the most important show to date.
"Come on guys lets give em all we got," Gerard rallied round. The high fives were exchanged, the jumping jacks were done, it was time to rock and roll. Gerard nodded at you.
"House lights off please," you said nervously into my headset. The stage was plunged into darkness and the guys went out. You crossed your fingers and prayed.
The music began, the curtain dropped, the lights burned bright and the audience saw them. They cheered as though nothing had happened, the banners read the same, they sang along with all their might and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The MCR bandwagon was going to keep rolling on!
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