why did you just sit there gerard

I guess you did get a little wet huh

This is for my best friend Alex who requested this

Originally posted by hesitantdrugstoreperfume

The boys of My Chemical Romance had just gotten back from tour. They had arrived home on the hottest day of the year. Since I had a pool in my backyard,  invited them over. I was used to the heat but I knew that boys would want to cool off in some way. Changing into my bathing suit, I made sure that I was looking absolutely perfect. Just the thought of Gerard being around me made my heart flutter. For three years I have had a crush on Gerard and I never had the courage to tell him. When I heard the doorbell, I rushed downstairs in my jean shorts and my bathing suit top. Opening the door, I was crushed in a group hug.

“ ( Y/N ) I missed you so much. I miss having someone shorter than me around!”  Frank smiled

“ Yeah Yeah. Whatever. Beer is in the fridge and the pool is out back. Have at it boys.”

They all took off their shirts and ran into the back completely forgetting the beer. Smiling, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed five beer bottles. I would have grabbed six, but Bob decided he wanted to head home to Chicago for this break. Going out into the backyard, I placed the beer bottles on a table.

“ ( Y/N ) ! Are you joining us?”

“ I don’t think so boys. Enjoy yourselves.”

Sitting down in one of the chairs, I closed my eyes and let the sun soak into my skin. As I continued to lay there, something, or someone blocked the sun.

“ ( Y/N ), can you come inside with me for a second.”

“ Yeah Gerard… sure.”

My stomach did small flips and my heart was in my throat. Why did he want to see me inside?

Once we were inside the air conditioned house, he closed the door. Pulling me on the other side of the wall where we couldn’t be seen.

“ Why aren’t you swimming?”

“ I j-just didn’t want to swim Gee…”

“ Bullshit…”

“ Gerard…”

Before I could speak another word, I felt his lips pressed against mine. They were soft but still slightly chapped from the switch of weather conditions. His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me against him. I gasped slightly and that was just enough time for him to slip his tongue between my lips and begin his exploration. My fingers were tangled in his soaking wet black hair and tugged slightly. A moan ripped from his chest and probably could be heard outside. His hands slid down my body and gripped my thighs.

“ Jump sugar.”

Following his brief instructions, I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He knew the way around my house and maneuvered us to my bedroom without breaking the kiss. Slowly, he laid me down on my queen sized bed. His fingers skimmed around my ribs and to my back. Slowly the bikini top that I was wearing came off. I heard a sharp intake of breath from Gerard right before I felt his mouth envelope my right breast. His tongue was doing figure eights over my nipple.

“ Fuck… Gee…”

He took this as a sign to switch sides. My hands reached out and tangled back into his hair. When he looked back up at me, his lips were covered in his own saliva and held a sly smirk. Slowly he crawled back up to my lips, leaving small feather-like kisses up the center of my chest and my neck.

“ ( Y/N ), are you sure you want to do this? I’ll stop if you want me to.” Gerard softly spoke

“ Gerard Arthur Way, I want you now. Please.”

“ As you wish Sugar.”

He attacked my neck in kisses until he hit my sweet spot making a moan tear itself from my lips.  I felt his teeth clamp down on my skin and his tongue flick out and caress the sensitive skin. Reaching down, I started to tug on his swim trunks.

“ Nope… not before I’ve had a proper taste baby.”

He unbuttoned my denim shorts and pulled them down my legs along with the rest of my bathing suit. Once they were discarded on the floor, Gerard pulled my legs apart and started to kiss my inner thigh. A few gasps left my lips when I felt his tongue hit my clit. My back arched off the mattress at the feeling of his fingers slowly entering me.

“ Shit… Gerard… fuck.”

His fingers moved faster and faster until I felt the familiar knot in the pit of my stomach.

“ Shit… I’m close Gee…”

With that, he stopped. I whined at the loss of contact. Looking down at him, I gave him a look. That sly smirk of his returned as he crawled back up my body.

“ So eager ( Y/N )… so wet even though you never touched water…”

I moaned at the words. He stood up and removed his swim trunks. I couldn’t help but stare. He laid over me again and kissed my lips. I felt his tip line up with my entrance.With one solid thrust, he was completely inside me. I let out a squeak of surprise at the feeling of him stretching me out. I wiggled when I wanted him to move. His thrusts started slow and steady, but as time went on, his thrusts got quicker and harder. I couldn’t help the moans vibrating around the room that had torn from my chest. My legs were wrapped around his waist so that I could pull him deeper and make him closer to me.

“ Gee… fuck..”

He moaned into my neck.

“ I’m gonna… fuck. I’m gonna cum…”

“ No, you aren’t. Hold it.”

 His thrusts were getting sloppier and sloppier.

“ On the count of three…  1,2,3…”

I buried my head in his neck as I came hard around him. He pulled out and came over my stomach. ( due to having no condom ). He slowly pulled out and laid next to me. I grabbed a random towel on the floor and cleaned my stomach up. Gerard was laying on his back with the covers pulled over his waist. Laying down with him, I pulled the blanket to cover the rest of my body. I curled into his chest and all I heard was the rapid thumping of his heart.

“ Gerard?”

“ Yes?”

“ I like you… and I think I’m slowly falling in love.”

“ I love you too ( Y/N ).”

I kissed his lips lightly and just as we let go, I heard three sets of footsteps running through the house. Then the door bursts open.

“ Finally! Are you two done now? Can we actually enjoy the pool without hearing you two?” Frank moaned

“ Yeah, you two are very loud.” Mikey joked

“ Alright you three. Out. We will be out soon.” Gerard sternly voiced

They left and I slowly got up and started to get dressed.

“ ( Y/N )?”

“ Yes?”

“ Will you be my girlfriend?”

“ Hells yeah!”

He hugged me quickly before pulling his shorts up.

“ I guess you did get a little wet huh?” Gerard giggled

My Muse

Request: a fluff where Gerard meets (y/n) in college and he has a crush on her and is always doodling her when she isn’t looking. but one day, she happens upon his sketchbook and confronts him b/c she likes him, too?

I rubbed my eyes as I looked away from my computer screen, taking another shot of Red Bull. This essay was kicking my ass and being the procrastinator I am, I pushed it off two days before the due date. Now here I am, frantically typing and trying to make sure it’s perfect. There was a knock on my door. I groaned, dragging myself up from my computer chair to answer the door. It was Gerard, holding his book bag and a coffee. “Hey y/n, you ready?”


“For our study session? At Barnes and Noble?” His face fell in understanding. “You forgot, huh?”

“Shit Gee, i’m so sorry. I’ve been working on this paper and just completely zoned out. Can we reschedule?”

“Do you want me to help?”

“No, you don’t have to. It’s my fault I still have to do it.”

“Well, I’ll give you some company while you write,” he offered, pushing past me and dropping his book bag onto my bunk. 

“How did I get so lucky to have a best friend like you?”

“I’m the lucky one y/n. What class is that for?”

An hour later and my brain was fried, slowly finding it harder to concentrate. Meanwhile, I could hear a pencil scratching consistently, signaling Gerard was drawing again. “Ah shit, i’m out of Red Bull,” I grumbled, swiveling the chair around to leave.

“Do you want me to go get you one?”

“It’s okay Gee. I can do it.”

“No no I got it. So you don’t have to loose your place,” he explained, setting his sketch book off to the side. “You should really switch to coffee, these energy drinks are shit for your body.”

“Okay dad, whatever you say,” I chuckled as he left my dorm, heading down the hall to the vending machine. I noticed something on my desk as I turned around: his sketch book. Ever since I met Gerard my freshman year of art school, he never parted with his sketch book. It was always in his bag or in his hand. I’ve asked him a few times if I can look at it, but every time he changes the subject or doesn’t give me a straight answer. I bit my lip, curiosity flooding over me. “How would you feel if he snooped through your poem book? Or your diary?” I mentally scolded, trying to ignore the leather book. I went back and forth in my head, debating whether or not I should peak in it. One quick look wouldn’t hurt right? I picked up the book, skimming through the pages quickly. There was a lot of comic book characters, a few sketches of colorfully designed guns, and…me. I lightly traced the outline of the drawings with my fingertips in amazement. It looked just like me. They were all in many different poses, everything from me mid laugh to having my head buried in a book. The last page was me with my hair up, resting my chin on my hands and leaning closely to a computer screen. It was just an outline, no shading or details yet. I noticed some of the pages had a small heart on the bottom corner. Did Gerard…like me? He’s always been really nice and supportive, but I never would have guessed his feelings were beyond platonic. Butterflies soared in my stomach and I felt suddenly nervous. Should I say something? What if he doesn’t like me like that way? I gulped and put the back in place, positioning back to how I found it. A few moments later, Gerard opened the door, whistling and holding a Red Bull.

“For you M’lady,” He grinned, setting the frosty drink onto my desk.

“Why thank you,” I smirked, popping the can open.

“No problem,” He waved his hand in the air before sitting back down., grabbing the sketch book off of my desk. We sat in a comfortable silence, me typing , him drawing. I took a shaky breath and decided it was time.

“Whatcha drawing Gee?”

“N-Nothing,” He stammered, his face flushing. 

“Is it me?” His head shot up, eyes wide. I instantly regretted saying that.

“How did you know that?”

“I…I looked through it. I’m sorry Gerard, I was just curious,” I looked down in shame, beginning to realize what a dick move that was.

“Oh. I…I hope you don’t think I was trying to be a creep or something because it wasn’t like that at all.”

“They were good, I really liked them.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, you’re an amazing artist.”

“Wow, thank you y/n, that…means a lot.”

“Why do you draw me?” He was quiet for a moment, twirling his pencil. 

“You inspire me. You have a really nice face to draw too,” he admitted shyly. “I like you y/n, like really rally like you. I didn’t want you to find out like this, but I just want you to know how much your friendship means to me if you just wanna stay friends.”

“Gerard, I’ve had a crush on you ever since you knocked water on my canvas. I’ve just been to scared to tell you,” I confessed, turning my chair to face him.

“Really? Me too! I didn’t want to loose you as a friend,” Gerard beamed, grabbing one of my hands. 

“How about that study date? Right now?” 

“What about your paper?”

“Fuck the paper.”