~>•Friendly Smut Reminder•<~

He stared up at me teasingly, a sly grin across his face. His lips parted wider, allowing me to slowly slid into his mouth. He was warm, the heat sending waves of pleasure across my body. My fingers curled around strands of his hair, moving his head at my own pace. I listened to him gag, enjoying every second. His hand held my hip, fingernails digging into my skin. Letting go of his hair, I pulled him up using his shirt. He wasn't discouraged by my sudden gain in strength; it was my excitement. I shoved him down onto the countertop, climbing on top of him. I pulled his shirt off, throwing it carelessly onto the floor. I could feel his heart beating right out of his chest- I was trying hard not to draw blood from him. That would cause a lot of unnecessary drama.
I couldn't contain myself- my eyes changed colour, I felt it. My teeth grazed the skin on his neck, small droplets of red liquid trickling down his skin. I traced their tracks with my tongue, some escaping from the sides of my mouth. 

He gasped when he saw, his own blood dribbling down my chin. He wasn't scared, he leant up to lick it from my face. I cupped his face with my hand, kissing his lips. Flipping him over, I pushed his body down, squashing him against the cold marble. I positioned myself over him, mouth against his ear.

"Slow." He whispered, loud enough for me to hear him. I smiled, my fringe totally covering my eyes; my completely black eyes.

"No." I growled defiantly, putting my arm across his shoulders, listening to him moan as I slipped myself inside of him. I could still feel the blood from his neck drip, my fingers slipping where I held onto him. I could hear his blood rushing around his body, the sounds getting me more and more excited. I held his head against the counter, my mouth wandering towards his neck. This time I couldn't stop my teeth from fully puncturing his neck, yanking his head to the side so that I had a better angle.
I only allowed myself to take a mouthful, I didn't want him to pass out on me. I had finished inside him, listening to him moan underneath me. I licked my lips, making sure that his blood had gone from my face.
                                  ~>•<~

He was stood in front of my mirror, examining his war-wounds from our night. He tutted, pulling his shirt down to show the dried mass of blood on his shoulder.

"Did you bite me, last night?" He asked with a laugh, rubbing at the blood.

"Sorry." I said innocently, watching him from my bed. God knows where Mikey and Reagan were- I honestly didn't care. As long as Mikey hadn't killed Reagan, I was ok with his little disappearance.

"You like drinking blood, I gather?" He asked, watching me from the mirror. I smiled, flashing my teeth at him. He shook his head, looking at the bruises around his neck. I hadn't realised how strongly I had held him, when I get excited- I get excited.

"Sorry." I said again, chuckling to myself. He grinned, crawling on top of me. He rested his head under my chin.

"Do you think your brother heard us last night?" He asked, tiny bits of sunlight on his face. I stroked his forehead, not really caring about Mikey.

"I don't care if you don't." I shrugged, holding on to him tightly. I didn't want him to leave me, it felt right to have him close. I wanted to spend forever with him, but I was too afraid to change him. It was his decision, and he'd most likely say no.

"Damien!" His sister called from the bottom of the stairs, he growled nestling against me. I held him tighter, refusing to let go.

"Damien I swear to God, if you don't stop ignoring me I'll drag you down here myself!" She screamed, I let go. He sighed, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He bent down, planting a kiss on my cheek. I couldn't even be bothered to follow after him, making him stay with me. I listened as the front door close, I rolled over. Frowning, because once again I was alone. Mikey was standing outside my door, I could hear him thinking. He was tapping his foot, hand on the door.

"Don't feel sorry with yourself Gerard, even I know that he loves you. It's not like he'll never come back again." He said, sounding like a dad again. I squinted at the wall, wanting to be left alone.

"Go, away." I hissed, covering my head with my blanket. I wanted to be left alone, I didn't need him trying to control me. I heard him sigh, then disappear into his room, the door slammed shut. That's what I was waiting for, I peeled my blanket back, slipping out of bed. I tied my laces, opening the window to my room. It was a long way down, but I didn't care. It didn't hurt anymore. Sitting on the edge, I dangled my legs out, ducking under the frame.

The wind whistled in my ears, gravel flying around me. Dusting myself off, I made my way to the forest. I needed time to think.
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Song Of The Chapter- Dear Father by Black Sabbath

A.N
I don't think that I like this chapter -_- it annoys me because I feel like it's just got a bunch of crap rammed into it, especially at the end. Ah well, at least it's written and it can lead onto a good chapter XD don't forget to comment and vote :P