Drinking By The Mausoleum Door

Chapter 7

Gerard's P.O.V

I smile as I pull Mysty closer. I deepen the kiss, running my tongue over her lips. She parts them to allow me access. Our tongues explore each other's mouth's. Her hands latch together behind my neck. I groan as her leg makes slight contact with my groin, as she moves closer. She must have felt the bulge because she begins to rub her knee against it. I groan again and rub my hands up the back of her t-shirt. I move my mouth to her neck. She moans as I lick and suck on her neck. I position her so she's straddling me, removing her top then I trail kisses down her chest. She reaches down to lift my t-shirt, removing it quickly. Then she tangles her fingers in my hair as I go back to trailing kisses over her chest. I reach behind her to unhook her bra. She moans and arches her back. God I love that sound. I finally unhook the bra and remove it so I can take her nipple into my mouth, hungrily. She reaches down between us and unfastens my belt. Then my button and zip. She reaches her hand into my boxers and I moan as she cups my length.
"Fuck your big." She moans out. I moan out as she begins to move her hand.
"Oh god." I moan against her mouth as I reconnect our lips.
Then the fucking doorbell rings. Mysty rests her forehead on mine as her hand stills. We look into eachothers eyes. The bell rings again. Then theres a bang on the door. Mysty closes her eyes and groans in annoyance as she removes her hand and stands up.
"Probably Oli."She sighed as she grabbed her clothes and started to put then on.
Once we're both fully dressed, she turns to look at me with a smirk. "To be continued?" She asked.
I grin back. "To be continued."
She kisses me again as Oli bangs on the door again. "I'm coming." She shouts. Then heads for the door.
Bloody Oli.

Mysty's P.O.V

I smile at Oli as he grabs me and kisses me. "God it's good to see you." I push him away, laughing.
"You only saw me yesterday." I say. I turn to Gerard and smile at him. "Gerard, I'd like you to meet one of my best friends, Oli Sykes." I look back at Oli, "Oli, this is Gerard Way. The guy who saved me."

Gerard seems to get on well with Oli. So I leave them in the lounge to talk while I go make coffee for them. When I pass the drink to Gerard, his face lights up.
"Thanks."
I smile then pass Oli his.
"Can't you?" Oli says looking proud.
I frown. "Can't I what?"
"Dance like a pro."
I shake my head. "I wouldn't say that."
"I would."Oli insists. "Your a-fucking-mazing and you know it."
I shake my head and laugh at him. "You think everything I do is a-fucking-mazing." I say quoting him.
"Maybe you could show me some time.." Gerard said. "So I can judge for myself."
I smile at him then sit down next to him on the couch. "Maybe."