Kink: Public, vanilla, dom/sub
Ship: Gerard/Patrick
Top: Gerard
Bottom: Patrick
Words: 966

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"I don't think I want to go into abstinence." I say firmly as I watch Gerard grab his wallet, "I-I'm sorry about last week..."

I lower my head in shame and embarrassment but it's not long before Gerard pulls it back up and kisses my lips, "It's okay. Don't apologize."

I nod, not in the mood to talk.

"You ready to go?" He asks with a small smile.

I smile back, kissing his lips, "Yeah."

He laughs before we're out the door and on our way to the movies. I can't remember what we're seeing but it's something and I know I'm having some really bad ideas.

***

We got seats in the very back of the theater. Gerard's hand in mine and mine in his as we sit through the movie, finishing off the popcorn less than halfway through and then just being content sitting.

And somewhere in there Gerard's hand left mine and instead hovered over my crotch.

At that point, my eyes were wide because this is exactly what my idea was from earlier and I quickly squeeze the seat, wanting him to stop and continue at the same time.

His lips lean in toward my ear and he says in a low, groany voice, "You are going to go to the bathroom. Stretch yourself for me. I'll be down in a little bit, do you understand?"

I shudder at his voice, loving how fucking sexy it is and whispering back a, "Yes, Sir."

I quickly get out of the theater, my bulge becoming bigger and harder to hide through my shirt as I find my way to the bathroom and lock myself in a stall, immediately unrestraining my tight jeans and forcing my fingers in my mouth.

I shove down my pants and boxers and after a moment of sucking, position my fingers at my entrance, pressing them in and unclenching the muscles.

I press my front against the wall and hold back a whimper as I press the first and then the second in.

"Patrick?"

I finally let out a small whine and unlock the stall door for a moment to let Gerard in before he locks it and turns to see me with my fingers up my ass.

"Fuck," he breathes as he takes my hand and fucks me with it, small moans and whimpers leaving my throat.

"You're so good for me aren't you? You wanna get fucked by my cock so bad, don't you?" He asks in a deep growl, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk back to the theater and everyone will know what we did."

I whimper as he pulls my fingers out and turns me around, pulling his cock from his jeans.

"If you hold back any moans at all, I will punish you when we get home, okay, Whore?" He growls in my ear.

"Yes, Sir." I whimper, realizing we're definitely going to get caught for this.

"Jump."

I jump as soon as his hands are around my waist, my back hitting the wall and our lips colliding. I lower myself onto his cock, my ass burning from not being stretched enough.

He thrusts up into me as soon as he can, swallowing most of my moans and yelps but they're soon heard again when his lips continue down my cheek and neck.

"Gerard, Sir, fuck." I moan, bouncing up and down on him as he thrusts. This is probably my favorite position because he can go deep and rub right up against my prostate.

"Do you fucking like that, Whore?" Gerard growls.

I can only let out a cry of pleasure, my face contorting at the sensations.

He squeezes my cock harshly, pain being added to the mix.

"Answer me when I talk to you." He barks right in my ear.

"Yes, Sir, I love your thick cock in me!" I groan needily, "Please, harder, fuck,"

He immediately slams me down harder on his length, a gasp of pain and pleasure and surprise escaping my throat.

Gerard's lips bite harshly on my bottom, a scream of pain passing my lips as tears lace my eyes and he sinks his teeth in even more.

"Sir!" I cry.

His hand goes to my cock, wrapping around it as he lets go of my lip and instead attaches himself to a spot just under my ear: my sweet spot.

His hand makes a steady rhythm, matching the tempo of our hips just in time until I feel the buildup in my stomach getting stronger and stronger.

"You close, Baby Boy?" He growls in my ear.

"Little bit longer." I pant out, "Almost there."

He nods gently against my neck, groaning more of his soft words in my ear, "Do you love this? My cock so far up your ass? You're a fucking cockslut, Stump. You love the feeling, don't you?"

I tried speaking but it kind of turned into a slur of, "YesSirfuckpleaseimclose."

Gerard chuckles dark in my ear but I can tell he's close, too, because of the way he's gripping my hips. Hard and rough.

"Come when you're ready." He whispers. Just like that, I'm coming. Hard across our stomachs, painting white strings across our chests while mine heaves with the beat of my breaths.

I feel Gerard come inside me, cringing at the feeling of it coming back out hit so try to push that though aside as he cleans me off with some toilet paper and pulls me off of his cock, throwing the paper in the toilet and flushing.

"Let's get back to that movie, Hmm?" He asks.

"Sure."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."