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The Birthday Gift	By : Firithfalaswen Category: My Chemical Romance > Crossovers Views: 867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Birthday Gift
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It was past midnight when Kris woke up again. A little sore from the birthday celebration, she sat on the bed and stretched. Looking by her side, realized Frankie wasn’t there, but it didn’t surprise her. He was out probably looking for food... after all that sex they both needed a meal! And she was so tired of having birds blood already... Kris licked her fangs hoping Frankie would bring a human for dinner this time.

As she got her undies and the negligee robe back on, footsteps on the stairs let her know Frankie was back. Kris opened the bedroom door to be greeted by a smiling Frankie holding a blood-red rose.

“I got something for you.” He said cupping her chin and kissing her lightly.

“Another birthday present?” She said with a grin.

Frank nodded and took Kris’ hand, leading her to the lower room, which was covered in flowers and candles, and right in the middle, her birthday present. Half naked, gagged and tied, a pale figure was shaking on the fluffy carpet, his dark hair covered in dirt and sweat. But Kris didn’t mind... she stared at the boy, licking her lips, her fangs showing up slightly by the emotion.

“That’s my present?” She asked excited.

“Indeed it is.” Frankie said attaching his lips to her neck, sucking and nibbling. “And this time you can play with your food!”

Kris grinned, her white teeth glistening in the candle light. She walked slowly to the boy, who looked at her with his brown eyes and squealed.

“Oh, baby, don’t be scared.” Kris said cupping his face and loosening the gag. “What’s your name, sweetie?”

“B-b-brendon.” He stammered back. Kris smiled again and traced his features with her nails. “P-please don’t hurt m-me!” He pleaded.

“Oh, we wouldn’t do that, right honey?” Kris said with another smile.

“Of course not... not yet.” Frankie said with an evil smirk that sent shivers down Brendon’s spine.

Kris took another moment to look at Brendon, deciding he was pretty good looking. He had a slender and well molded figure, complimented with a nice little plump ass, his abs outlining under the ripped shirt he had on. And his face, with that innocent scared look, his big brown orbs looking at her pleadingly, his pouty lips... oh, his lips. Kris salivated at the thought of those lips...

“C’mon sweetie, let me help you out of this clothes. I will untie you, but remember...” Kris said and her eyes flashed red for a second. “You try anything and I’ll have to hurt you, even when I don’t want to.” Brendon gulped and nodded eagerly, watching Kris set him free. He rubbed his swollen wrists and ankles as Kris resumed his undressing, ripping off the shredded clothes.

It was time for him to examin her, the light see through nightgown she was wearing left too little for the imagination. Her caramel colored skin seemed to glow on the eerie light of the room and her curls bounced on her shoulders and chest. Brendon stole a glance down her cleavage, almost forgetting his miserable state at the sight of her full breasts slightly choked by the demi bra she had squeezed them in.

“Like what you see?” Kris breathed on his neck, freeing him from his pants. Brendon jumped.

“No... I mean... yes... I--”

“I think you did.” She whispered, tracing his reactive dick over his boxers, making Brendon gasp.

“What are you going to do with me?” He asked and Kris smirked.

“You’re my birthday present!” She said giddily.

“Which means, she gets to do whatever she wants with you.” Frankie said, looking at the scene from the door. Kris smiled again like a kid in Christmas.

“I promise you won’t hate it.” She whispered before leaning in and kiss Brendon’s neck, sucking lightly, pushing his shoulders and making him lie on the carpet. Brendon was a little put off by it, but that didn’t prevent him from liking it.

“Your boyfriend is right there.” He said.

“I know.” Kris simply answered, running her hands on his torso, making a stop to tease his nipples. “Just ignore his presence.” She added with a giggle. Her hands ventured lower as she straddled his thighs, fingering and stroking his cock over his underwear. Brendon growled and bucked his hips up to her touch.

“Stop teasing him and suck him already, honey.” Frankie said, already peeling his jacket and shirt, kneeling on the carpet beside Kris. “Show him what that mouth of yours can do.” Brendon stared at the couple with his mouth open, watching Frankie slide the thin robe off her body and kissed her shoulder, his hands creeping on her back, unclasping her bra.

Kris moaned and looked down at Brendon, kissing him softly. And as scared as Brendon was, he kissed back, losing part of his apprehension and daring to touch her, tracing her arms with his fingers. Her mouth sucked his lower lip in, nibbling on it, tracing it with her growing fangs and making Brendon jump a little.

“Relax, sweetie.” She said licking her teeth as they went back to normal. Brendon’s breath hitched and he stared at her, gulping hard. But she wasn’t paying attention, as Frankie’s hands covered and kneaded her breasts, rolling her nipples in her fingers, making her groan and throw her head on his shoulder. Her hips were straddling Brendon’s crotch by now so she grinded on top of him as she and Frankie kissed heatedly. The boy moaned and pushed against her, caressing her thighs and going up to her hips. Her skin felt like ice against the warmth of his own hands, but he actually didn’t expect anything else.

“I have a thought.” Frankie said pulling away from his girl and pulling her from the floor. His mouth traveled her skin going from her shoulder to her belly at the same time he slid her undies down and off. Then he dipped his head between her thighs and licked her slit a few times, flicking over her clit teasingly. Brendon and Kris moaned at the same time and Frankie stood up again with a half smile. “Yum... let the boy have a taste.” Kris went to straddle Brendon’s mouth, but Frankie stopped her. “The other way around, honey.”

Kris then straddled Bren’s face backwards and found herself facing his still clothed dick. She smirked and slid the boxers down, stoking his already hardened member. As Brendon’s tongue made it’s way to her pussy lips, her tongue made its way to tease his sack. And both moaned at the same time again.

“C’mon, baby, show him what you can do.” Frankie said sitting infront of her. With Brendon’s tongue working feverishly, Kris guided his cock into the mouth, licking and sucking lightly, making his hip raise from the floor and into her throat.

Kris kept working her mouth up and down Brendon’s shaft, moaning and whining as his tongue darted in and out of her middle, followed by his fingers. His full lips closed around her clit and sucked greedily, making Kris almost yell and she released his dick from her mouth. She looked over at Frankie who had his own hand stuck inside his loose jeans, stroking his own member.

“Come here, baby.” She cooed Frankie and he obliged, happily setting himself free from the confinement of his clothes.

Brendon bucked his hips up again, eager to get some attention back, so Kris went back to work, this time dividing her attention between the two swollen muscles infront of her, stroking one, while sucking the other. But soon she had to stop.

“Oh, shit!!” She cursed moaning and screaming loudly, moving her hips in Brendon’s grip, her body shaking and convulsing as a powerful orgasm went through her, making her come on Brendon’t awaiting lips. She supported herself on her arms as Brendon lapped up her juices and took a glance at the two dicks infront of her again. Smirking, Kris removed herself from Brendon’s face and went to straddle his hips, allowing him entrance right away.

“Holy fuck!” Brendon grunted, gripping her hips again and helping her move up and down. Kris bounced at an even pace and motioned Frankie closer with her finger, catching his dick back into her mouth.

“That’s it, honey.” Frankie breathed out, stroking her nape and gently thrusting into her mouth as Brendon thrusted into her pussy. Kris increased the sucking pace, drawing in her cheeks, swirling her tongue and teasing his sack, bringing Frankie closer and closer to the edge. He tugged her hair a bit and growled from the back of his throat, gaining his release not long after.

The slick wetness of her core was too much for Brendon to handle. He thrusted inside her as hard as his bruised body let him, forgetting about the pain and the fear. Only thinking about how good it felt. He mumbled more curses as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, shooting his white load into her womb. As soon as he did, Frankie pulled Kris off him and hugged her, leaning against the couch with her back pressed to his chest. Kris was still squirming, whining cause Frankie cut her fun.

“Aww, Kris still wants some. What are you gonna do, Brendon?” Frankie said caressing her boobs. Brendon looked over at Kris and saw her hand going down to pleasure herself, so he took it upon himself and replaced her hand, pushing her down on her back. His lips went back to taste her and she squealed and moaned louder, his fingers thrusted her sopping hole and his lips closed around her throbbing clit, sucking and nibbling, flicking his tongue over it, gaining more whimpers, moans and shakes as Kris came again, panting his name.

Frankie took her arms and dragged her back to his position between his legs, kissing her shoulder before she turned her head and they shared a loving kiss. Brendon just let his aching body lie limp on the carpet.

“Now, little boy, you were a rather nice fuck, I must say...” Kris licked her lips as her breath settled down.

“Are you gonna have him now?” Frankie asked, nipping her neck playfully.

“Nah. I’ll let him decide.” She said grinning to Brendon who was still trying to catch his breath.

“Choose what?” He asked, looking a little scared again. Frankie’s fangs were visible now, as he dragged them on Kris’ neck, making her moan.

“Be one of us...” Kris said.

“Or be her meal.” Frankie finished.

Brendon felt like Neo, choosing between the blue pill and the red pill. But this time one of them meant to be Kris’ dinner. Somehow, Kris’ eyes comforted him and made it a little easier to choose, making a smirk crawl upon his face as he voiced his decision.

Kris smiled back, her full grown fangs shining in the weakening moonlight as she crawled closer to Brendon.
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