[fic] Sinners Are Winners | MCR | Gerard/Mikey
Title: Sinners Are Winners
Fandom: [Bandom] My Chemical Romance
Characters/Pairing: Waycest, mentions of Gerard/Frank
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, Drug Abuse, Mature Language
Word Count: 2,003
Disclaimer: The government, schools and parents lie to you, why shouldn’t I?
Summary: The band goes out to a club. Gerard is high on a couple of drugs, including E and GHB and decides his bored looking brother needs some fun.
A/N: I have decided I’m twisted and wrong. But this pairing is hot and now I’m addicted. Also, all the drug themes are to blame on Queer as Folk, which is a fucking awesome show and I just finished watching the first season. Also, I was tossed the prompt ‘Truck’ from faerie_lullaby because it was the first word that popped in her head XD
It was just another normal night for Gerard and his band. Or, at least, as normal as My Chemical Romance could get.
The band leader, under the very seductive influence of Frank, was high out of his mind. And of course, being high meant hitting the clubs as soon as they could remember how fast to put the car in gear.
And going to clubs meant cheating on their loving and unsuspecting wives and having hot, wild, adulterous sex with other women and men.
Mikey didn’t know why he let himself be dragged along. He would rather spend the night at home, being the good boy he was. However, he couldn’t just leave his older brother alone in the grips of Frank and the rest of the band. He worried, probably more than he should, but he still did. He could have cared less about the booze and drugs and sex.
“Mike…Mikey…Michael. My love.”
“Hello Gerard,” Mikey sighed as his brother slung himself around his shoulders.
“Why brother dearest! Why doth thou seem so glum?”
“I’m bored.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m only here to fucking baby sit you fuckers, not get high.”
“I just had the best lay of my life!” Gerard suddenly declared.
Mikey rolled his eyes.
“Frank has the biggest cock ever!”
“I’ve only heard that a million and one times,” Mikey sighed in reply.
A new song came on. A techno remix of an old, slower dance song. Gerard seemed to perk up considerably at this.
“Mikey!” he gasped, “Come dance with me!”
“No Gerard…”
“Please baby brother!” Gerard begged, leaning in closer, “It’ll be fun. I promise.” He whispered before placing a sloppy kiss on Mikey’s cheek.
“Fine,” Mikey sighed in defeat. He let his brother take his hand and drag him out onto the dance floor.
Gerard fell right into it. His arms floated gracefully above his head slightly bent at the elbows and hands curled loosely into fists. His shirt rode up inches as he swayed to the beat. Mikey didn’t like the way his brother’s sharply pronounced hipbones were being eyed as Gerard’s low cut jeans slide a fraction lower.
“Dance Mikey. Let Loose for once. Feel the music, let it take you away to that happy place inside that funny little head of yours.” Gerard purred, letting his arms drop onto Mikey’s shoulders.
“My happy place is at home, warm in bed.”
“The person in your bed isn’t into the kinky stuff like I am…”
“No, but you’re also fucking high on E bro.”
“Hmmmm,” Gerard giggled, “True. Ever tell you how much I love ya?”
“No Gee,” Mikey sighed, “How much do you love me?”
Gerard leaned in closer, pressing their cheeks together so he could whisper in his ear.
“I love you the fucking most, bro. More than my wife, more than these drugs, more than life.”
Gerard fucking knew Mikey’s spot was anywhere near his ears, neck and shoulders. He fucking knew without a doubt. He should have known better than to breathe on him so heavily like that. Mikey tried to hold in the involuntary sigh that escaped his lips as his cock twitched.
“I love you sooooo fucking much Michael,” Gerard sighed again. He rolled his hips forward, grinding his hard on into Mikey’s thigh. Mikey could feel his cock twitch excitedly again.
“No Gerard,” Mikey tried to say forcibly, but it came out a whimper.
It was at that very moment a cute, younger looking girl bounded over to them, eyeing Mikey appreciatively and Gerard not so much.
“In need of some saving?” she asked Mikey in a cutesy voice.
“Not from you princess,“ Gerard growled viciously, “He’s married and all mine…”
“You two are…married?”
“Tch! No!” Gerard laughed loudly.
“Then how the fuck is he married and yours, fuckwad?”
“Simple. He’s my baby fucking brother and you can’t have him!” Gerard announced before grabbing Mikey’s head in his hands and kissing him fiercely on the lips.
Wrongwrongwrongwrong…. was all Mikey could think.
“Ew much,” the girl sneered as she turned and vanished into the crowd.
With a satisfied smirk Gerard watched her disappear before turning his attentions back onto his ‘baby fucking brother’, as he has so eloquently put it.
“I just saved your life, bro. She was a fucking rapist!”
“And you’re fucking not?!” Mikey demanded, trying to push away from Gerard.
“Babe! Really! You’re my bro! It’s not rape!” Gerard said in shock. Then he smirked and pressed his cheek against Mikey’s again to breathe in his ear, “Its incest, brother dearest, and I’m sure it’s illegal in most states.”
He pulled his head back to stare at his shocked sibling with the biggest smirk plastered all over his face, looking deep into his eyes. Then he rolled his hips forward again, grinding his erection into Mikey’s thigh once more.
“What the fuck Gerard?!”
“C’mon Mike.” Gerard growled, grabbing a fistful of Mikey’s hair at the base of his neck, “I love you. You love me…”
“Yeah, because we’re fucking brothers, dickwad!”
“So? That means you can trust me to not totally ruin you and break your precious, perfect heart. You can trust me not to hurt you, brother dearest…” Gerard cooed, pulling Mikey’s head back a little more roughly than he should have, running his tongue from Mikey’s collarbone to his hairline.
“Ew! Gerard, really!”
“Fuck Mikey,” Gerard begged, pressing his body against the younger man’s, “Please. I need it, little love…”
“Then fuck Frank or something!”
“Oh! But there’s no one else but you,” Gerard pleaded, running his free hand across Mikey’s face and petting his hair, “I love you man.”
“Your only love is the fucking drug you’re on bro. And by the way you’re acting, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d mixed GHB with your E. We’re fucking brothers man!”
“I know, it’s fucking hot!” Gerard panted against Mikey’s lips, “And I know you know it.” He kissed Mikey’s lips sloppily, nibbling at his lower lip, “And I can feel that you feel it.”
The hand that wasn’t holding Mikey’s hair slipped slowly between them as Gerard rambled on, squeezing at Mikey’s still hardening member.
“Please Mikey.” He whispered again, still worrying on Mikey’s bottom lip, “Please! Please let me fuck you…I need to fuck you so bad.”
Mikey was panting heavily by this point, one arm wrapped around Gerard’s neck, the other around his waist holding them together.
“My god Gerard!” Mikey groaned, pulling his head back up to stare at his brother, “Stop fucking begging and fuck me already, you big fucking slut!”
Gerard grinned his feral grin and attacked Mikey’s lips again, parting them by force and dipping his tongue into the unexplored territory.
Mikey almost melted to the floor right then.
“God Michael,” Gerard moaned, “You’re lady is one lucky mother fucker.”
“Don’t talk…” Mikey moaned, grinding against his older brother.
“Truck, now.” Gerard decided.
Mikey didn’t argue and let Gerard push him off the dance floor and out of the club, their lips hardly leaving each others.
Gerard shoved Mikey against the side of their truck, ripping open the button down he wore and attacking his chest.
“Fuck Gerard! Your tongue is fucking amazing!” Mikey gasped.
“Tell me something I don’t know,” Gerard smirked as he continued to suck, lick and nibble at Mikey’s nipples. His hands trailed down his younger brother’s lean sides to his pants, undoing them in record time, even for Gerard.
Mikey gasped and took a sharp intake of breath as Gerard’s hand slipped inside his pants and squeezed gently at his cock through the thin material of his boxers, throwing his head back and slamming it onto the hard exterior of the truck.
“Fuck,” he growled in pain and Gerard gave his neck a sympathetic kiss. The kiss turned into a nibble and then he simply bit down as if he was trying to pierce the skin. Mikey cried out, arching forward as Gerard slipped his hand under the waistband of his boxers, squeezing the base of his erection roughly.
“You’re loud!” Gerard announced, his eyes wide in alarm. His hand was quickly withdrawn, much to Mikey’s dismay. He didn’t realize what was going on until Gerard had opened the door and pushed him into the vehicle. He fell onto the seat, barely having time to brace himself before Gerard was pulling his jeans away with his boxers and letting his tongue roam along Mikey’s erection.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!” Mikey moaned, letting his head fall back as he tried to hold himself propped up on his elbows.
Gerard grinned and ushered Mikey the rest of the way into the truck. He climbed in after him, straddling him in the passenger’s seat as he slammed the door shut.
Mikey was trapped with his jeans around his knees and his brother’s weight holding him down.
There was a nagging voice at the back of his head, telling him no. No because this was a man, and no because his first gay experience would be in a truck and NO because this was Gerard of all people!
And there was Gerard, whispering yes against everything without saying a word. He was plastering sloppy and wet kisses all over Mikey’s face, muttering something about one thing or another. Mikey wasn’t listening because he was too focused on Gerard’s hand opening his own pants so that their cocks could slide together.
“Fuck! Gee!”
“I don’t remember you being so obscene before…” Gerard mused as he took both erections in hand.
“Ahhh…ahhh Fuck!” Mikey replied, arching up and bucking his hips at the same time.
Gerard couldn’t think coherently about what he was doing exactly. He knew that he was under prepared for the circumstance, he knew that this would hurt later because he would rub them both raw, but thinking coherently wasn’t on the top of his list at the moment. Making Mikey make that sound again was all that mattered, the one he just made that nearly made Gerard come right then and there.
Mikey was babbling words that didn’t make sense when strung together as Gerard pumped them both as fast as he could.
Suddenly the younger Way grabbed Gerard’s face, pulling him closer.
“Nothing can ever fucking be simple with you, can it you drugged up fuck freak. No, because you’re Gerard fucking Way and that’s how it’s gotta be, you’re fucking way.” He growled before pulling Gerard into a kiss.
Gerard grinned smugly before letting Mikey dominate the kiss. He let his younger brother swallow his moans as he moved, if possible, faster, adding his own unconscious thrusts into the mixture. The heat, the annoying sting that would bug all hell out of him later, the friction his brother caused was sending Mikey’s head into a swirling tumbling mess.
“Fuck!” he cried out, tearing away from the kiss, his brother’s name a ghost of a whisper on his lips as he came harder than he ever had in his life. Harder than he had ever thought possible. He arched up, his body stuck that way for what seemed an impossibly long time, though it was only a few mere seconds.
Gerard came soon after, more silent than his brother. He just wanted to take in the look of the man below him. The way his mouth hung open just so as he tried to regain his breath, or the way his eyes fluttered as if they were unsure whether to close or stay open.
Of course, he was nearly delirious himself, but his high had long since started to wane, and he found he was able to focus easier.
There were long moments of silence as Gerard released his brother from his grip, but insisted on curling up on him in an attempt at an awkward cuddle.
Eventually Mikey let his hand run through the short hair on his brother’s head with a sated sigh. Gerard looked up at him.
“So, Mikey?”
“I fucking hate your hair.” Mikey replied.
Gerard sighed and just snuggled back down.
Fin.
Fandom: [Bandom] My Chemical Romance
Characters/Pairing: Waycest, mentions of Gerard/Frank
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, Drug Abuse, Mature Language
Word Count: 2,003
Disclaimer: The government, schools and parents lie to you, why shouldn’t I?
Summary: The band goes out to a club. Gerard is high on a couple of drugs, including E and GHB and decides his bored looking brother needs some fun.
A/N: I have decided I’m twisted and wrong. But this pairing is hot and now I’m addicted. Also, all the drug themes are to blame on Queer as Folk, which is a fucking awesome show and I just finished watching the first season. Also, I was tossed the prompt ‘Truck’ from faerie_lullaby because it was the first word that popped in her head XD
It was just another normal night for Gerard and his band. Or, at least, as normal as My Chemical Romance could get.
The band leader, under the very seductive influence of Frank, was high out of his mind. And of course, being high meant hitting the clubs as soon as they could remember how fast to put the car in gear.
And going to clubs meant cheating on their loving and unsuspecting wives and having hot, wild, adulterous sex with other women and men.
Mikey didn’t know why he let himself be dragged along. He would rather spend the night at home, being the good boy he was. However, he couldn’t just leave his older brother alone in the grips of Frank and the rest of the band. He worried, probably more than he should, but he still did. He could have cared less about the booze and drugs and sex.
“Mike…Mikey…Michael. My love.”
“Hello Gerard,” Mikey sighed as his brother slung himself around his shoulders.
“Why brother dearest! Why doth thou seem so glum?”
“I’m bored.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m only here to fucking baby sit you fuckers, not get high.”
“I just had the best lay of my life!” Gerard suddenly declared.
Mikey rolled his eyes.
“Frank has the biggest cock ever!”
“I’ve only heard that a million and one times,” Mikey sighed in reply.
A new song came on. A techno remix of an old, slower dance song. Gerard seemed to perk up considerably at this.
“Mikey!” he gasped, “Come dance with me!”
“No Gerard…”
“Please baby brother!” Gerard begged, leaning in closer, “It’ll be fun. I promise.” He whispered before placing a sloppy kiss on Mikey’s cheek.
“Fine,” Mikey sighed in defeat. He let his brother take his hand and drag him out onto the dance floor.
Gerard fell right into it. His arms floated gracefully above his head slightly bent at the elbows and hands curled loosely into fists. His shirt rode up inches as he swayed to the beat. Mikey didn’t like the way his brother’s sharply pronounced hipbones were being eyed as Gerard’s low cut jeans slide a fraction lower.
“Dance Mikey. Let Loose for once. Feel the music, let it take you away to that happy place inside that funny little head of yours.” Gerard purred, letting his arms drop onto Mikey’s shoulders.
“My happy place is at home, warm in bed.”
“The person in your bed isn’t into the kinky stuff like I am…”
“No, but you’re also fucking high on E bro.”
“Hmmmm,” Gerard giggled, “True. Ever tell you how much I love ya?”
“No Gee,” Mikey sighed, “How much do you love me?”
Gerard leaned in closer, pressing their cheeks together so he could whisper in his ear.
“I love you the fucking most, bro. More than my wife, more than these drugs, more than life.”
Gerard fucking knew Mikey’s spot was anywhere near his ears, neck and shoulders. He fucking knew without a doubt. He should have known better than to breathe on him so heavily like that. Mikey tried to hold in the involuntary sigh that escaped his lips as his cock twitched.
“I love you sooooo fucking much Michael,” Gerard sighed again. He rolled his hips forward, grinding his hard on into Mikey’s thigh. Mikey could feel his cock twitch excitedly again.
“No Gerard,” Mikey tried to say forcibly, but it came out a whimper.
It was at that very moment a cute, younger looking girl bounded over to them, eyeing Mikey appreciatively and Gerard not so much.
“In need of some saving?” she asked Mikey in a cutesy voice.
“Not from you princess,“ Gerard growled viciously, “He’s married and all mine…”
“You two are…married?”
“Tch! No!” Gerard laughed loudly.
“Then how the fuck is he married and yours, fuckwad?”
“Simple. He’s my baby fucking brother and you can’t have him!” Gerard announced before grabbing Mikey’s head in his hands and kissing him fiercely on the lips.
Wrongwrongwrongwrong…. was all Mikey could think.
“Ew much,” the girl sneered as she turned and vanished into the crowd.
With a satisfied smirk Gerard watched her disappear before turning his attentions back onto his ‘baby fucking brother’, as he has so eloquently put it.
“I just saved your life, bro. She was a fucking rapist!”
“And you’re fucking not?!” Mikey demanded, trying to push away from Gerard.
“Babe! Really! You’re my bro! It’s not rape!” Gerard said in shock. Then he smirked and pressed his cheek against Mikey’s again to breathe in his ear, “Its incest, brother dearest, and I’m sure it’s illegal in most states.”
He pulled his head back to stare at his shocked sibling with the biggest smirk plastered all over his face, looking deep into his eyes. Then he rolled his hips forward again, grinding his erection into Mikey’s thigh once more.
“What the fuck Gerard?!”
“C’mon Mike.” Gerard growled, grabbing a fistful of Mikey’s hair at the base of his neck, “I love you. You love me…”
“Yeah, because we’re fucking brothers, dickwad!”
“So? That means you can trust me to not totally ruin you and break your precious, perfect heart. You can trust me not to hurt you, brother dearest…” Gerard cooed, pulling Mikey’s head back a little more roughly than he should have, running his tongue from Mikey’s collarbone to his hairline.
“Ew! Gerard, really!”
“Fuck Mikey,” Gerard begged, pressing his body against the younger man’s, “Please. I need it, little love…”
“Then fuck Frank or something!”
“Oh! But there’s no one else but you,” Gerard pleaded, running his free hand across Mikey’s face and petting his hair, “I love you man.”
“Your only love is the fucking drug you’re on bro. And by the way you’re acting, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d mixed GHB with your E. We’re fucking brothers man!”
“I know, it’s fucking hot!” Gerard panted against Mikey’s lips, “And I know you know it.” He kissed Mikey’s lips sloppily, nibbling at his lower lip, “And I can feel that you feel it.”
The hand that wasn’t holding Mikey’s hair slipped slowly between them as Gerard rambled on, squeezing at Mikey’s still hardening member.
“Please Mikey.” He whispered again, still worrying on Mikey’s bottom lip, “Please! Please let me fuck you…I need to fuck you so bad.”
Mikey was panting heavily by this point, one arm wrapped around Gerard’s neck, the other around his waist holding them together.
“My god Gerard!” Mikey groaned, pulling his head back up to stare at his brother, “Stop fucking begging and fuck me already, you big fucking slut!”
Gerard grinned his feral grin and attacked Mikey’s lips again, parting them by force and dipping his tongue into the unexplored territory.
Mikey almost melted to the floor right then.
“God Michael,” Gerard moaned, “You’re lady is one lucky mother fucker.”
“Don’t talk…” Mikey moaned, grinding against his older brother.
“Truck, now.” Gerard decided.
Mikey didn’t argue and let Gerard push him off the dance floor and out of the club, their lips hardly leaving each others.
Gerard shoved Mikey against the side of their truck, ripping open the button down he wore and attacking his chest.
“Fuck Gerard! Your tongue is fucking amazing!” Mikey gasped.
“Tell me something I don’t know,” Gerard smirked as he continued to suck, lick and nibble at Mikey’s nipples. His hands trailed down his younger brother’s lean sides to his pants, undoing them in record time, even for Gerard.
Mikey gasped and took a sharp intake of breath as Gerard’s hand slipped inside his pants and squeezed gently at his cock through the thin material of his boxers, throwing his head back and slamming it onto the hard exterior of the truck.
“Fuck,” he growled in pain and Gerard gave his neck a sympathetic kiss. The kiss turned into a nibble and then he simply bit down as if he was trying to pierce the skin. Mikey cried out, arching forward as Gerard slipped his hand under the waistband of his boxers, squeezing the base of his erection roughly.
“You’re loud!” Gerard announced, his eyes wide in alarm. His hand was quickly withdrawn, much to Mikey’s dismay. He didn’t realize what was going on until Gerard had opened the door and pushed him into the vehicle. He fell onto the seat, barely having time to brace himself before Gerard was pulling his jeans away with his boxers and letting his tongue roam along Mikey’s erection.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!” Mikey moaned, letting his head fall back as he tried to hold himself propped up on his elbows.
Gerard grinned and ushered Mikey the rest of the way into the truck. He climbed in after him, straddling him in the passenger’s seat as he slammed the door shut.
Mikey was trapped with his jeans around his knees and his brother’s weight holding him down.
There was a nagging voice at the back of his head, telling him no. No because this was a man, and no because his first gay experience would be in a truck and NO because this was Gerard of all people!
And there was Gerard, whispering yes against everything without saying a word. He was plastering sloppy and wet kisses all over Mikey’s face, muttering something about one thing or another. Mikey wasn’t listening because he was too focused on Gerard’s hand opening his own pants so that their cocks could slide together.
“Fuck! Gee!”
“I don’t remember you being so obscene before…” Gerard mused as he took both erections in hand.
“Ahhh…ahhh Fuck!” Mikey replied, arching up and bucking his hips at the same time.
Gerard couldn’t think coherently about what he was doing exactly. He knew that he was under prepared for the circumstance, he knew that this would hurt later because he would rub them both raw, but thinking coherently wasn’t on the top of his list at the moment. Making Mikey make that sound again was all that mattered, the one he just made that nearly made Gerard come right then and there.
Mikey was babbling words that didn’t make sense when strung together as Gerard pumped them both as fast as he could.
Suddenly the younger Way grabbed Gerard’s face, pulling him closer.
“Nothing can ever fucking be simple with you, can it you drugged up fuck freak. No, because you’re Gerard fucking Way and that’s how it’s gotta be, you’re fucking way.” He growled before pulling Gerard into a kiss.
Gerard grinned smugly before letting Mikey dominate the kiss. He let his younger brother swallow his moans as he moved, if possible, faster, adding his own unconscious thrusts into the mixture. The heat, the annoying sting that would bug all hell out of him later, the friction his brother caused was sending Mikey’s head into a swirling tumbling mess.
“Fuck!” he cried out, tearing away from the kiss, his brother’s name a ghost of a whisper on his lips as he came harder than he ever had in his life. Harder than he had ever thought possible. He arched up, his body stuck that way for what seemed an impossibly long time, though it was only a few mere seconds.
Gerard came soon after, more silent than his brother. He just wanted to take in the look of the man below him. The way his mouth hung open just so as he tried to regain his breath, or the way his eyes fluttered as if they were unsure whether to close or stay open.
Of course, he was nearly delirious himself, but his high had long since started to wane, and he found he was able to focus easier.
There were long moments of silence as Gerard released his brother from his grip, but insisted on curling up on him in an attempt at an awkward cuddle.
Eventually Mikey let his hand run through the short hair on his brother’s head with a sated sigh. Gerard looked up at him.
“So, Mikey?”
“I fucking hate your hair.” Mikey replied.
Gerard sighed and just snuggled back down.
Fin.