Kink: food
Ship: Gerard/Patrick
Top: Gerard
Bottom: Patrick
Words: 973

(A/N: Inspired by joetrohman1984 I've honestly wanted with write this for a while because this shit is HOT AS FUCK but I finally got the motivation and stuff so yeah, here you go.

(Soul Punk Patrick and Killjoy Era Gerard)

"Gerard!" I call from the front door, setting my bag down. The house is silent apart from my steady breaths as I wait for a reply. Work honestly makes me want to scream and I need Gerard. Now.

"I'm upstairs, Baby," Gerard calls back after a moment.

I run my fingers through my hair, tangling it up slightly as I walk upstairs. I know he has something planned for me. He always does when he's already upstairs. Last time, I found him jerking off and I had to punish him, once he even had a goddamn whip and rope. That was a fun night and he always finds new ideas so this kind of stuff is pretty exciting. Like opening a present. You don't know what you'll get.

I open the bedroom door and before I can process what's happening, Gerard's tackled me onto the bed, his bright red hair covering his wild brown eyes.

"Shit, Gee," I whisper as he begins pulling off my suit.

"Shhh," He whispers, "I want to try something new tonight."

I hum softly letting him cover my eyes with a blind fold and shift me on the bed so my hands are at the headboard and I'm laying exposed under him. He restrains my wrists to the board and kisses my lips softly, running his fingers through my hair.

"We've already done bdsm," I laugh.

"Be patient, slut," He growls immediately making my pants uncomfortable. He kisses down my bare chest, sliding off my pants and throwing them to the floor with my shirt.

"I'll be back," He whispers with a quick nibble to my ear. I whimper slightly. What is he doing? Overstimulation? Rough sex? A threesome?

My mind begins to wander, I imagine him over me, yanking my hair and biting down on my neck while thrusting into me hard and making the headboard bang against the wall. All the things he'd make me say.

By the time he's back, I'm leaking and I need him.

"Hey, Baby," He whispers, "You're so fucking sexy like that. All spread out for me, you're such a slut..."

I whimper, a half moan, half whine.

"This is gonna be kinda cold but it'll feel so good in a minute," he whispers. He sucks my neck as I hear a lid pop open and something leaks across my chest.

"Is that cheese whiz?"

"Maple syrup," He whispers.

Oh... oh...

His mouth trails kisses from my neck down to my chest where he begins lapping up the syrup slowly.

"Fuck..." I moan out softly, my back arching off of the bed in pleasure.

"You like that slut?" He growls lowly.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." I say then blush at how submissive I am.

"That's so hot. When you call me sir. Do it again slut. I want you to beg for this." He breathes needily.

"Please, sir, I want it so bad, please, I want your tongue all over me, sir. It feels so good." I moan out, my brain is starting to get a little fuzzy.

He pours more syrup down my stomach, stopping just above my cock, "You're such a slut, Stump."

I buckle my hips up. I fucking need him right now.

"Please, sir!" I cry out.

His tongue runs down my length, causing me to shiver in pleasure, before  it continues up my stomach, licking up all the syrup and leaving a sticky residue but God it's hot.

"Such a dirty boy,"

"Gerard! Please I want more!" I whine.

He smacks my ass, "You're not the one making orders, Slut."

He still pours more syrup on me, this time over the tip of my length so it drops down onto my stomach and flows down the bottom of my member, it tickles but oh my god I love it.

It keeps flowing down, down, down, and Gerard hasn't made an attempt to stop it as it reaches my balls and holy shit it's fucking cold. He keeps waiting but I need him. He's such a fucking tease and I hate it but I love it.

"Gerard..." I whisper as the syrup slowly flows down... down...

His tongue finally finds its way to the syrup and licks it back up causing me to moan loudly and buck my hips.

He licks all the way up to my tip and finally gets the small puddle formed on my stomach.

"Feels so good..." I whimper, "Thank you, sir,"

He reaches up, drizzling the syrup up my chest and across my neck. That sneaky bastard.

He sucks up the syrup this time, leaving small marks across the sensitive skin. His tongue licks all the way across it and continues to suck even after the sugary substance is gone.

"Beg for me, Baby," He whispers into my ear.

"Sir, please, I want you so bad." I half sob, "I can't take it anymore, please,"

That's all the needs, the next thing I know, his mouth is latched around my length, pumping what he can't fit and sucking what he can as he bobs his head.

I'm already close as fuck and the fact that he's finally sucking me off just makes me come quicker because the next thing I know, I'm shooting my load down his throat and moaning out loudly.

He pulls off the blindfold and undoes the handcuffs holding me to the bed before pulling me up and stripping off his clothes, "Care for a shower?"

I smirk slightly knowing exactly what this means, "Alright,"

*cringeee*