Before he knows it, Michael is flat on his back, Gerard above him, pinning him to the bed. Gerard is still drinking from him, sucking hard on his neck. He's distantly aware that there are tears coming from Michael's eyes, he can feel them against his cheeks, but he's too far gone to be able to pull away.
He grinds down, hard, intensifying the feeling, and barely notices when Michael hisses out a breath in response.
Michael grips Gerard's back, tears still running down his face, but at the same time it feels good and the feeling of both at once frightens him. He bucks up into Gerard's body, letting out a tiny groan at the feeling. What are we doing?
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Date: 2008-02-29 06:34 am (UTC)He grinds down, hard, intensifying the feeling, and barely notices when Michael hisses out a breath in response.
Michael grips Gerard's back, tears still running down his face, but at the same time it feels good and the feeling of both at once frightens him. He bucks up into Gerard's body, letting out a tiny groan at the feeling. What are we doing?