Alchemy
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Category:
My Chemical Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
4,108
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Closer To the Heart
Title: Alchemy, Part 9: Closer To the Heart
Author: ChemicalMuse
Pairing: Frank/Mikey, Frank/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Breaking down barriers.
The two of you sit there for a while, until Mikey's tears stop and you feel him pull away from you slightly. One hand raises to touch your face, as if he's trying to make sure that you're not hurt too.
You don't want to tell him what happened. But you know that sooner or later, you'll have to. It's not like you can hide it if he wants to make love. You're too damn sore to walk, much less let him fuck you. Being onstage tomorrow night is going to be fun. Not.
"I need a hot shower." It's the only thing you can think of to say to break the silence. And it's the truth. You're hurting all over, and hopefully the steam and heat will take some of the pain away.
You start to get up, wincing a little and hoping he can't tell. But he grabs your hand, a frown creasing his forehead.
"Frankie .... what's wrong?" His voice is so full of love and concern you almost break down then and there.
"J-just a little sore is all." You can't meet his eyes. You don't want him to know. You don't want to tell him. Your brother raped me. It's not something that'd be a real good start to a relationship.
His voice is quiet, and he's not meeting your eyes either. "I don't think it's from this afternoon."
"No. It's not." You hope he doesn't pursue it any further. You don't think you can bear to see the hurt in his eyes if you have to tell him.
But all Mikey does is nod, his long lashes lowering over his eyes. He stands up slowly, pointing toward the back of the bus. When he does say something, his voice is soft, hesitant, almost shy.
"Do you think we can both fit in that shower?" You look up at the words, and you can't help but smile when you see the faint pink blush on his cheeks. Mikey's always so adorable when he blushes.
"We're both small guys, I don't think it'll be a problem." Your voice is soft too, and you reach out to take his hand, twining your fingers through his. It's all going to be okay. Somehow, everything's going to work out. It's all okay as long as Mikey's with you.
He starts to head toward the back of the bus, and you follow him a little slowly. It still hurts to move, but it's not as bad as it was. And your heart's beating a little faster, your breath coming faster, knowing that you're going to be in that tiny little shower with Mikey. His body pressed up against yours, both of you naked in that cramped little space ....
Damn. You're hurting all over and you can still get a hard-on from hell just thinking about seeing him naked.
It only takes a few minutes for him to lay his glasses aside and get out of his clothes, and then he's helping you out of yours. Sliding your t-shirt off over your head, unbuttoning your jeans and letting them fall, kneeling to untie your shoes and get them off so you don't have to bend over.
His eyes are on yours when he looks up, worry in their dark depths. "Frankie, you're bleeding."
You can't look at him, can only swallow and nod, closing your eyes. He stands up, and you feel his arms around you, his lips against your hair.
He doesn't say anything, just steps into the shower under the hot water and holds out his arms to you. You don't even have to think. You just lean against him, wrapping your arms around his slim waist, feeling his arms around you and his body against yours.
You don't want to think about what's going to happen tomorrow. You want to push everything else away and forget about it. All you want is to be here with Mikey, in his arms.
You close your eyes and rest your head against his chest, glad of the hot water pouring over your bodies so he can't tell that you're crying again, your hot tears mingling with the water on his skin.
You've both paid such a high price for this. And you have a feeling neither of you have finished paying. There's going to be a lot more for you both to deal with before it's over. But you can face anything, as long as you're with Mikey.
The only person you're not sure you can face is yourself.
Author: ChemicalMuse
Pairing: Frank/Mikey, Frank/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Breaking down barriers.
The two of you sit there for a while, until Mikey's tears stop and you feel him pull away from you slightly. One hand raises to touch your face, as if he's trying to make sure that you're not hurt too.
You don't want to tell him what happened. But you know that sooner or later, you'll have to. It's not like you can hide it if he wants to make love. You're too damn sore to walk, much less let him fuck you. Being onstage tomorrow night is going to be fun. Not.
"I need a hot shower." It's the only thing you can think of to say to break the silence. And it's the truth. You're hurting all over, and hopefully the steam and heat will take some of the pain away.
You start to get up, wincing a little and hoping he can't tell. But he grabs your hand, a frown creasing his forehead.
"Frankie .... what's wrong?" His voice is so full of love and concern you almost break down then and there.
"J-just a little sore is all." You can't meet his eyes. You don't want him to know. You don't want to tell him. Your brother raped me. It's not something that'd be a real good start to a relationship.
His voice is quiet, and he's not meeting your eyes either. "I don't think it's from this afternoon."
"No. It's not." You hope he doesn't pursue it any further. You don't think you can bear to see the hurt in his eyes if you have to tell him.
But all Mikey does is nod, his long lashes lowering over his eyes. He stands up slowly, pointing toward the back of the bus. When he does say something, his voice is soft, hesitant, almost shy.
"Do you think we can both fit in that shower?" You look up at the words, and you can't help but smile when you see the faint pink blush on his cheeks. Mikey's always so adorable when he blushes.
"We're both small guys, I don't think it'll be a problem." Your voice is soft too, and you reach out to take his hand, twining your fingers through his. It's all going to be okay. Somehow, everything's going to work out. It's all okay as long as Mikey's with you.
He starts to head toward the back of the bus, and you follow him a little slowly. It still hurts to move, but it's not as bad as it was. And your heart's beating a little faster, your breath coming faster, knowing that you're going to be in that tiny little shower with Mikey. His body pressed up against yours, both of you naked in that cramped little space ....
Damn. You're hurting all over and you can still get a hard-on from hell just thinking about seeing him naked.
It only takes a few minutes for him to lay his glasses aside and get out of his clothes, and then he's helping you out of yours. Sliding your t-shirt off over your head, unbuttoning your jeans and letting them fall, kneeling to untie your shoes and get them off so you don't have to bend over.
His eyes are on yours when he looks up, worry in their dark depths. "Frankie, you're bleeding."
You can't look at him, can only swallow and nod, closing your eyes. He stands up, and you feel his arms around you, his lips against your hair.
He doesn't say anything, just steps into the shower under the hot water and holds out his arms to you. You don't even have to think. You just lean against him, wrapping your arms around his slim waist, feeling his arms around you and his body against yours.
You don't want to think about what's going to happen tomorrow. You want to push everything else away and forget about it. All you want is to be here with Mikey, in his arms.
You close your eyes and rest your head against his chest, glad of the hot water pouring over your bodies so he can't tell that you're crying again, your hot tears mingling with the water on his skin.
You've both paid such a high price for this. And you have a feeling neither of you have finished paying. There's going to be a lot more for you both to deal with before it's over. But you can face anything, as long as you're with Mikey.
The only person you're not sure you can face is yourself.