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The After-Show Party	By : laurarara Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 892 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-The After-Show Party
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For anyone who doesn’t know who the lovely Noel Fielding is, the Wiki page about him is, as far as I know, pretty accurate (and has a great picture, too!): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noel_Fielding

Gerard sank, exhausted, into the chair in his dressing room. He considered for a moment that perhaps he was getting too old to be doing this job. He took a long drink from a bottle of water and waited to get his breath back. There was a knock at the door.

“Come in!”

The door opened, and Gerard saw his younger brother, Mikey, grinning in the doorway. “Hey Gee, me and the guys are going out to celebrate our last UK gig of the tour, you coming?”

Gerard smiled and shook his head. “Nah, you’re alright, I’ll probably just have an early night.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m shattered. See you tomorrow!”

“Night, Gee.”

“Have fun!”

With a wink and a wave, Mikey was gone, and Gerard relaxed once more into the comfortable contours of his chair. He was just beginning to drift off to sleep when there was another knock at his door.

“Yeah?”

The door answered to reveal the band’s manager, Brian Schechter, looking a little stressed. “Hey, Brian, what’s up?”

“Gerard, are you the only one here?”

“Yeah, the guys all went out to celebrate, why?”

“There’s a guy downstairs, wants to talk to the band.”

Gerard shrugged. “We did autographs for three hours after the show, man. There was plenty of time for him to talk to us then.”

“Yeah, well, he’s kind of famous in these parts so chances are he didn’t want to get jumped on by the crowd. He’s an actor, or a comedian or something…name’s Noel Fielding.”

“Never heard of him.”

“I said ‘he’s kind of famous in these parts‘, not ‘he’s an international superstar’! Be reasonable, Gerard, he seems like a nice enough guy.”

“Alright, but I’m completely exhausted to tell him it’ll have to be quick.”

Satisfied, Brian left the room, leaving Gerard to try to make himself look presentable. He tried to tidy his hair, then gave up and decided on drinking coffee to keep himself awake instead.

A few minutes later, there was yet another knock at the door.

“Come in!” he called.

The door opened, and Gerard saw a sight he wasn’t expecting.

The man before him was beautiful. He was about Gerard’s height, with stylishly long black hair, an alarmingly angular bone structure, and heart-breakingly blue eyes.

“Erm, hi…” said Gerard, holding out his hand. “I’m Gerard Way.”

The man shook his hand gently, and Gerard noticed - with an intake of breath - the softness of his skin. “I’m Noel Fielding, it’s great to meet you. I was in the crowd tonight, I thought you guys were amazing.”

Gerard smiled.

“Erm, Brian said you’re an actor…?”

Noel laughed softly. “I wouldn’t really call it acting. I’m in a comedy show, it’s kind of…a cult thing. A bit surreal. Talking animals, characters breaking into song, that kind of thing.”

Gerard laughs. “Sounds interesting, I’ll have to look out for it some time.”

“If you’re really interested, I can send the DVDs to your manager?”

“Yeah, that’d be great.”

Gerard fell into an awkward silence. It was a long time since someone so beautiful had made him lose his breath like that, and he didn’t know what to say. He looked up slightly, and saw Noel smiling at him, a cheeky grin that lit up his whole face. Gerard couldn’t help but smile back, and the look on Noel’s face gave Gerard the strength to speak again.

“Was there a particular reason you wanted to see me?”

“Well, kind of. I suppose I’m just a fan, I love you guys’ music. But I wanted to tell you, I’ve been looking at your artwork, it’s amazing.”

“Really?”

Noel smiled shyly and nodded. “Yeah, I’m a visual artist myself, I do all the stuff for our show, I know good art when I see it.”

“Wow, thanks. I’m really flattered.”

Once again, that silence. Gerard could feel Noel looking at him. He found it partly unnerving and partly incredibly erotic. He stood up, trying to shake those thoughts. There was no way this beautiful man could be interested in him, never.

When Gerard stood up, Noel followed suit. “Do you want me to leave?” Noel asked.

“No, it’s not that! Of course not, I’d like to…get to know you. I just feel…uncomfortable.”

Noel moved a step closer to Gerard. “Why’s that, Gerard?”

“I..I..I don’t know.” Gerard gulped.

Noel stepped forward again, they were practically touching. “Is it because you want….this?” And with that, he leant forward slightly, and pressed his lips to Gerard’s.

Startled, Gerard didn’t respond. Noticing this, Noel moved away. “I’m sorry. I must have read the signs wrong. Forgive me-”

He was cut off by Gerard lunging at him, pressing their lips together once more, full of force and passion. Their mouths opened, their tongues collided.

Gerard had never been kissed as well as this before: Noel’s tongue was inside his mouth, exploring him, Noel’s hands were running up and down his sides, making him shiver with anticipation.

Gerard moved his lips to Noel’s pale neck, kissing hard, biting softly.

Noel let out a throaty moan. “Oh, Gerard, that’s amazing…”

Gerard continued his assault on Noel’s neck, his hands moving to his shirt. He wanted to see more of Noel’s white skin. He unbuttoned the shirt, pulling it off to reveal a pale, lightly toned torso with erect nipples. Gerard moved his mouth to one of those nipples, rubbing his tongue against the tiny bead, making the cold skin warm as his hands touched wherever they could reach, making Noel’s body break out in goosebumps.

Noel hastily kicked off his own boots as Gerard moved his hands to Noel’s belt, undoing it easily. Gerard slowly unzipped the comedian’s tight black jeans, being careful to place a little pressure on the bulge that was forming in Noel’s crotch. He slid the jeans over his tiny, narrow hips, and the boxers soon followed.

In a matter of moments, Noel was stood before Gerard, naked and painfully aroused. He pulled the singer to him, kissing him passionately once more, a collision of tongues and teeth that made both men moan with longing.

Gerard slowly made his way down Noel’s body, paying particular attention with his tongue and hands to Noel’s nipples and bellybutton.

Noel was making such sexual noises that Gerard didn’t know how long he could last, but he was determined to make this as pleasurable as possible for both of them.

When he reached the other man’s throbbing erection, Gerard looked seductively up at Noel, making eye contact, hazel on blue, the perfect contrast.

He poked the tip of his tongue between his succulent lips, and licked the head of Noel’s cock. Hearing Noel moan in pleasure, Gerard wasted no time in taking the head into his mouth. He ran his tongue along it, savouring the taste of every millimetre of this divine instrument of pleasure in his mouth.

He reached his hand down to Noel’s balls and started playing with them, squeezing gently.

Unable to take the teasing, Noel thrust his cock hard into the back of Gerard’s throat. He regretted it immediately. “Shit, Gerard, I’m sorry!” he said, but received no answer.

Gerard wasn’t angry or upset for Noel’s passionately violent action: instead, he was working on deepthroating the comedian, swallowing around his cock, hollowing his cheeks until Noel’s moaning became louder than it had been up until that point.

Gerard felt hands in his hair, pulling him off Noel’s cock. Noel pulled Gerard up to his lips and kissed him, tasting his own meaty cock on his lover’s lips, and loving every minute of it.

“Why’d’you make me stop?” asked Gerard, worried that his blow job technique hadn’t been satisfactory.

Noel kissed him again. “I want you to fuck me, Gerard. I want you to come inside my ass.”

Gerard glanced wildly around the room. “Shit, no lube!” he said. He was genuinely pissed off: the first time in months he had a chance of some action, and there was no fucking lube.

“I don’t care,” whispered Noel, in the sexiest voice Gerard had ever heard.

Noel took Gerard’s hand and started licking his fingers. He gradually placed more and more saliva on to the fingers, taking them into his mouth, licking them obscenely.

When he thought he’d done that enough, he pushed Gerard’s hand down to his opening. Gerard pushed one finger against the hole, and it entered immediately. Noel moaned, obviously enjoying it.

“Another one, Gerard, the next one!”

So there were now two of Gerard’s fingers in Noel’s ass, scissoring away, preparing him for what now seemed inevitable.

As Gerard added another finger, Noel worked hard on releasing Gerard’s enormous erection from his tight pants. Noticing that Gerard was going commando, Noel smiled, rubbing Gerard’s cock slowly and firmly, running his thumb over the head.

“That’s enough, Gerard, fuck me now,” he said, moving over to the dressing table and bending over it, presenting his asshole for Gerard, completely at the singer’s mercy. Gerard walked over to him as quickly as he could with his painful erection, and placed his hands on those slender hips.

He aligned himself with Noel’s opening, and pushed his penis slowly in.

“Oh, Gerard,” Noel moaned. “Fuck, you’re good. Further, now, I want all of you inside me.”

Gerard didn’t need to be told twice, and with a single thrust he pushed all of his large cock inside Noel, who screamed, a tiny bit of pain diluted with heaps of pleasure.

Out of politeness, although he could feel the heat building up inside him, Gerard waited until Noel was comfortable.

It didn’t take long for the pixie-like comedian to start rocking his hips back and forth, rubbing his own cock against the dressing table.

As Gerard pulled out of Noel almost completely, before thrusting mercilessly back inside him, he looked in the mirror in front of him, and saw Noel’s face distorted with enormous pleasure.

That beautiful face, he thought, longing to touch the dramatic cheekbones, the pointed nose. He wanted to lick those heavenly lips once more, but wasn’t in the position to do so, so he contented himself with pushing himself in and out of Noel’s tight ass, which was clenching around him.

Gerard reached round and grabbed Noel’s erection, determined that this should be as pleasurable for his lover as it was for him.

Noel groaned loudly, pushing his hips forwards, against that welcoming hand, then backwards, against that invading cock, unsure as to which brought him more pleasure.

“I can’t hold on much longer!” cried Gerard.

“Me neither!” called Noel, straightening up so that Gerard could see that beautiful body in the mirror, that flushed face, Gerard’s own hand on Noel’s throbbing cock.

Noel leaned his head back against Gerard’s shoulder, and Gerard leaned forward. They moved their faces towards each other and shared a sweet, lusty kiss as their thrusting became less controlled and more frantic.

With a scream and a shudder, they came almost simultaneously, Gerard into Noel’s ass, and Noel all over Gerard’s hand and the mirror in front of them.

They rode their orgasm for a while, then Gerard pulled out of Noel with a soft pop.

His legs were shaking, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such mindblowing sex. He saw that Noel was in a similar state, only naked and shivering from the cold.

Zipping up his pants, Gerard picked up a blanket from the corner of the room and sat down in his comfortable chair.

Noel was stood in front of him, looking uncertain as to what to do next.

Gerard patted his lap, and Noel tentatively sat down on it. Gerard pulled his lover into a more comfortable position, and placed his arms around him, tucking the blanket around them both.

Noel lifted his head sleepily from Gerard’s shoulder. “What’s going on, Gerard? What have we done? I only meant to tell you I liked your art…”

He was interrupted by a chaste kiss to his lips. “It doesn’t matter what you meant to do, Noel. What you did when you walked into this room was take my breath away. You’re beautiful.”

Noel blushed. “So are you-”

“Shhh. You don’t need to say that-”

“-but it’s true!”

Gerard grinned. “Okay, well let that be the end of that.”

Noel leaned forward and kissed Gerard again. “I’m still confused though. I mean, is this the start of a relationship or something? I mean, it’s fine if it isn’t, I’d just rather know in advance if I’m being used.”

Gerard ran a finger slowly down Noel’s naked spine. “I’m not soppy, or romantic, or stupid enough to tell you that I love you, or that I want to be with you forever. I don’t know what the future holds. All I know is that this feels right now, and I can only promise in the now, never in the future.”

They kissed again.

“Gerard, I agree with what you’re saying. Let’s just take this one day at a time. Tonight’s been so perfect.”

Gerard laughed. “I have to admit, I’m not sure I could get used to sex with anyone else after how incredible that was. Now, let’s go to sleep.”

Noel laughed softly. “One more thing, Gerard-”

“-what?”

“- we’d better remember to clean the mirror before anyone comes in tomorrow!”

And with a final chuckle, and one more kiss, the two lovers fell asleep, curled up in a chair, waiting for whatever the world had to throw at them.
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