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If You'd Taken the Time to Notice Me	By : Laura5402 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 847 -:- 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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- 1-If You'd Taken the Time to Notice Me
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She peered outside before closing the windows. The snow was falling slowly to the pavement forming an irregular carpet on it. Snowflakes were so beautiful, she thought. Steph turned off the lights of the living room and made her way to the bathroom. She started to undress and a shiver crossed her spine. She let hot water running on the shower and turned up the central heating. She hated winter, hated to have to be wearing more than a layer of cloth on her skin; it made her feel trapped. She went back to the bathroom where the mirror and window were already foggy because of the steam issuing from the shower. She took off her clothes leaving them scattered around the changing room and bathroom.
She slid inside and under the warm water. She let go a sigh, letting the water wash off all her problems.
After having washed her hair, she decided to stay a bit more here. After all, she had nothing else to do. She closed the shower and let the bottom tap running to fill the bath. She poured some salts and watched as the pale orange salts dissolved in the twirling waters. Watching the pressure of the stream falling down awoke something on Steph. She had been under too much strain lately and hadn’t found a way to relax. Steph sat down and placed her legs against the wall on either side of the running water and slowly moved forwards, exposing her awaiting clit. The moment the water touched it she moaned softly and started moving in circles. The warm water revolving around her body made her blood move fats inside of her. She felt her climax approach her soon, moaning loudly and arching her back. She closed the taps and lay down under the water, relaxing an enjoying that calm feeling that always came after climax.
She had turned the ‘No-soap’ radio on and was now slowly drifting to sleep covered by a soft sheet of bubbles. She was startled by a noise outside and sat down abruptly, soaking the bathroom floor. “Damn,” she muttered. She strained her ears to the noises around her but heard nothing at all. “It must have been the silly cat,” she thought and lay down again. A soft melody was issuing from the radio making her feel drowsy again. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the side of the bath. She moved her hand slowly southward, going from her breasts to her belly and kept going. Her fingers grazed her shaved pussy. She liked the feeling; the softness of it was highly stimulating and she wasted no time before sliding her fingers inside of her. A moan escaped her lips again, followed by a soft hiss. Her thumb was caressing her clit as she moved her hand in and out. She was about to climax once more when she heard a sound behind the shower curtain. Had it been a moan? Steph took the curtain by a side and pulled it open in a swift motion. She screamed at what she saw behind it. A man was standing there, in the middle of her bathroom, his jeans and boxers around her ankles and his hands on his cock.
“Why did you stop?” the man asked, a note of annoyance in his voice. “I was enjoying the show.”
Steph felt her heart pumping violently in her chest. She was frozen on the spot, not even able to cover herself. Her slender body was dripping water and goose bumps were breaking on her skin, making her nipples go hard. The man had clearly noticed this, for he stared at her breast and moaned.
“Who the fuck are you? Get the fuck out of here!” Steph finally yelled at the man.
The man furrowed his brows. His short black hair was adhered to his forehead with sweat. “You don’t remember me?” he asked, his hazel eyes sparkling.
“No, get out of here,” Steph repeated, her voice cracking with fear.
“You met me in college. Art class. I sat behind you.”
It slowly dawned on her. He had been the chubby guy who had asked her out once in front of her friends. Gerard she thought his name was. She had been so ashamed by having him doing this in front of her friends, that she had ridiculed him by saying that someone like her would never date someone like him. She hadn’t meant to do this, of course. She wasn’t like that, but she didn’t want to look weak in front of her friends. A grave mistake.
“Ah, I see you remember me now,” he said, noticing the look on her face. “I understand why you didn’t recognize me. I lost weight, quite a lot, and my hair is shorter now,” he explained conversationally, as if they were sitting on a café.
Tears were now streaming down her cheeks. “What do you want?”
“Well, sugar. I thought you’d be smarter than that.” And before she could do anything, he had yanked her out of the shower and thrown her to the wet floor. Steph saw in panic how he was taking off the clothes he had still on. She stood up and ran to the bedroom, but she hadn’t done more than three steps when he had caught her by the waist. “Where do you think you’re going, darling?” He pressed his body to her back, his cock on her bare back. She whimpered at the feeling. “Be a good girl, would ya? I’m not gonna hurt you. Unless you force me to.” At this Steph sprinted out of the bedroom again. She heard him groan in anger and yell her name. She was in the living room, a few steps from the main door, when he reached her.
“Stop that,” he said, his eyes hooded on her. He pinned her to the wall and pressed his hands to her breasts. He closed his eyes as he felt her soft skin against his rough hands. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” he moaned, “and now I’m gonna have you.” His right hand darted to her ass, squishing it. Then, he traced a pattern over his skin with his finger to her pussy. “Mmh, this feels as I had imagined it. Let’s see how you taste.” He knelt in front of her. Steph was so afraid and shocked that she stood till where he had left her. He licked her left tight and put her leg on his shoulder. Her pussy was exposed to him, a few inches from his face. He inhaled deeply and ran his finger along the outer lips. Steph shivered slightly and Gerard smiled. With his hand he parted her lips and licked the inner part of her, the entrance of that cavernous space inside of her that he was so desperate to explore. She moaned. No matter how afraid she was, he knew exactly what he was doing, there was no way of denying it. Gerard went up with his tongue to her magic flesh button and sucked on it, making her legs go weak. As he went on doing this, he slipped one finger inside her pussy, feeling the soft walls encircling it. He moved his finger upwards and hit her g-spot. A loud moan confirmed this. He pushed his fingers and mouth to her faster until she was screaming in pleasure, her fluids drenching his hand. He licked them all away, savoring her taste.
Her knees gave way and she fell to the floor in front of him. He stood up and looked at her. Her eyes met his and there was no need for him to speak. The anger in his eyes was enough explanation for her. She reached a trembling hand to his cock and encircled it. She bent forwards and licked the tip, savoring the pre-cum already there. His head shot backwards as pleasure washed over him. He took her by the back of her head and forced her to take him completely in her mouth. As her hot breath met his skin, his cock was engorged. He was muttering under his breath, urging her to go on. Steph bobbed her head up and down, her tongue caressing his hard on, making his legs twitch. After some minutes he screamed her name and came inside of her mouth. She pulled off and spit. As he regained his breath, he knelt down by her. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered and the next second he was forcing Steph to the floor, making her lay down on her back. She had stopped crying. She was numb. She couldn’t feel no longer. Her mind had blocked the fear out of her and was now only feeling carnal pleasure.
Gerard put his hands on either side of her body and lifted her legs to his shoulders and went inside of her. He moaned at the feeling of her on him. He pounded fast and hard, his balls colliding against her ass. After some minutes, he went off and turned her around, making her lye on the floor. He lay on top of her and entered her from behind, the tightness of her pussy from the position overwhelming him in pleasure. He slid his hand under her body and traced circles on her clit, making her moan. His hands positioned under her hips and forced her bottom part upwards. He knelt and entered her again, this time as hard as he could. Steph cried. He was hurting her by the roughness of his actions, by the pleasure was overcoming the other feeling. He was hitting her g-spot and squeezing her nipples, giving pleasure to her entire body.
“Scream my name,” he ordered between ragged breathing. “Say you want me to make you come. Say it!” he moved faster now, every thrust nearing them both to climax. With a final thrust both came and screamed each other’s names, falling then to the floor, a sweaty mass of mixed limbs.
Gerard was panting on top of her, his hands on her back. He stood up and took her in his arms. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice barely audible.
“Shh,” was all he answered. He took her to the bathroom and sat her on the toilet. He went to the bath and re-filled it with hot water before putting her inside. She was confused, her brain not fast enough to realize what he was about to do.
Gerard knelt beside her and whispered in her ear, “That was fantastic sugar. It’s a pity I’ll never have you again.” He stood up and went to the door. “It’s all over,” she thought, finally realizing what had happened. A tear was starting to fall down her cheek when Gerard threw radio to the water. He could still hear her screams and the buzz of the lights going off when he was climbing out of the window through which he had broken into.
“So long, sugar,” he muttered under his breath as he put his hands on his pockets and walked away.
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