more girl!mikey/gerard

[schmerica]

A little bit more underage het Waycest. Some of this was contributed by lordessrenegade.

This is is for etben, this time. *MWAH*

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There was this one time, right after Mikey's eighteenth birthday, when they dressed up to go out. Gerard helped Mikey bind her breasts tight, and they put gel in her hair, and pack a soft dildo in her pants. She makes a surprisingly convincing guy, still tiny and skinny, but ... androgynous somehow. Like all the cute scene boys, Gerard says. She fits right in. He ties her tie for her.

Gerard has a long skirt, and high heels, and a lot of make-up. He still looks like Gerard, but even prettier. Gerard's done this before; he went to school one day in drag, and passed the whole time. People are nicer to you as a girl, Gerard says, which makes Mikey laugh, because it's so stupid, and want to tell him how much he doesn't have any idea he's talking about, but she doesn't.

They don't go out hardly ever, obviously, because they have to go somewhere really far away, where they're not going to see anybody they know, anybody who could know about them. It's more stress than it's worth, and it just reminds them of all the creepy things about them. But for this time, for Mikey's birthday, they get dressed up and they go to some club and dance the whole night, while all around them dudes and girls make out and grind together in every possible combination.

That night, when they get home, that's the first night when Gerard lets her fuck him. He'd shown her for the first time a while box, this little box he took from the back of the bottom drawer of his desk. "They're, um. For boys and girls. You know, it's just whatever feels good," he had said, and he couldn't quite meet her eyes, and she couldn't stop staring at them, one of them little and silver and oval with a cord attached, and one of them big, long and chubby and bright purple, with a thick base at the end.

"Oh," Mikey had breathed, and Gerard had smiled just a tiny bit.

At first it was just her; Gerard said she had to learn what she likes, what gets her off, that it's important for girls to know that, because you shouldn't have to rely on anyone else. He wanted her to, like, experiment and it was weird and kind of amazing, how different it was from her own two fingers. And even if Gerard wouldn't fuck her, fuck her for real, he was willing to do this, his fingers and his mouth and the warm silicone between her legs.

Tonight, though. Tonight when they get home they kiss for ages on Gerard's bed, and when Mikey goes and gets the purple dildo out, she says, "Can I?" and Gerard goes absolutely still before he breathes in deeply and spreads his legs for her.

The whole thing, the drag and the dancing and the sex, the entire night is just... Mikey is breathless with it all. She feels so powerful, so special, so ... she doesn't even know. Like she could do anything. Anything at all.

Gerard looks at her like he thinks she could, too. It's not like he doesn't usually make her feels special, but tonight, with him looking the way he does, and her dressed like she is, it's more. More intense, more powerful, just more.

The whole time she's fucking Gerard, he just keeps staring straight into her eyes. He tells her how wonderful she is, how she's amazing. And Gerard's naked, but he still has all his make-up on, smudged and dark all around his eyes.

When he comes, he just lies there, totally slack for a minute. Then he says, "I think you killed me."

Mikey giggles and says, "I'm a sex goddess."

Gerard makes a funny face then, but it's gone after a second, and he sits up and kisses her and clutches her tight as he pulls her back down to the bed with him.

Comments

[magdalyna.livejournal.com]

Then there is mutual oral, right?

*iz ded*

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*revives?*

[magdalyna.livejournal.com]

Thank you kindly.

*falls over from awesome hotness*