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A/N: hiii this is my first time really writing anything. this is a side blog just for writing but u can find me @cannisixx !!! umm lmk if this is any good and please give me tips thx!
small “fic” under the cut!! ⬇️
“..Hello? Come on, we’re ment to be out there in 5 kid.”
Ray’s voice brings you back to reality, peeling your eyes away from the mirror in front of you. You stand and nod while he walks away hesitantly. You’ve played this whole tour so far as the drummer and every time you just couldn’t shake the pre-show jitters away.
You pick at your already bloody nails as you get out of your chair. As you stand at the sides of the dark stage Frank stops beside you, looking you up and down before rummaging through his pockets.
“Take this.”
His words are plain and clear as he hold out his hand, two little pills sit in his slightly sweaty palms.
You look to meet his eyes then back to him palm.
“Just-“
He grabs your hand and places them in your hand. You keep your eyes on him as you take them slowly, dry swallowing. You can still feel them lingering in the back of your the throat as your head snaps back to the stage, the audience roaring as the lights go out.
You walk to the back center of the stage and place yourself behind your drum-set, your hands shake as you reach for your sticks.
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You don’t start to feel the pills until the 3rd song in. The world slows down and you shake your head as your eyes blur. You mentally kick yourself for taking whatever it is you took until your head is to fuzzy to think about it anymore.
Your hands and wrists are on auto pilot for the rest of the show. Every slip up made Mikey or Ray send you a look, for a whole song you were a measure behind.
As Gerard starts to speak into the mic halfway through the show you rub your face, eyeliner smearing to the side and down your cheek. The bass and speakers are practically going through you. The sound waves make you feel like you’re drowning, unable to fight the restlessness current.
You don’t hardly realize the show has ended until you feel someone grab your arm and pull you out from behind your drum set. You look up to see Frank, it almost looks as if he’s laughing to himself.
The other guys give each other a look but don’t speak up as Frank pulls you back to his dressing room. He props you up on the couch and you rubs your face. He just stares down at you with that stupid smirk on his face.
“What was that?” You hardly get out, voice squeaky and words uncoordinated. An overwhelming sense of embarrassment hits you as he just stands in-front of you.
“I shouldn’t have given you two.”
“But i’m kinda glad I did.”
He grabs your shoulders and forces you down on your back. He leans over you as you slowly understand whats happening. You grab at him and attempt to push him back and away.
“Frank stop, we shouldnt..”
It fuels him even more and he starts to palm you through your jeans that are all of a sudden too tight.
“you know you want it, i see the way you look at me, kid.”
You whimper out, still pushing his shoulders. He groans as he feels you in his hand, hardening as blood pumps to your cock.
Frank whispers sweet things as he feels you, and when you whimper out his name he grabs the top of your jeans and pulls them to your knees, jerking them off with force- a drastic contrast of how he whispers softly to your ear.
“Im gonna show you- Show you how real men fuck.” He grunts out as he flips you to your stomach, taking the length out of his own pants. He shoves two fingers in your mouth, swirling around a few times before taking them down to your ass. As he slips one of his fingers in you cry out; you’ve been with a few girls but never anything like this, never with a guy.
You whine out into the couch cushions as he slips another in, pumping in and out slowly.
“Okay baby. i know, i know.”
He breathes out and spits into his free hand, slicking up his cock.
He lets out a shaky breath as he pulls his fingers out and positions himself over you. He grunts and you scream as you pushes himself in you. Your cries are muffled into the pillow.
His hands bruise into your hips as he speeds himself up, he throws his head back as he wrecks into you. His words are incoherent as he speaks and mumbles through moans. You feel him lean over your back as he twitches inside you, so close.
“Im sorry, im sorry..”
He sighs out as he snatches your hips closer and finishes, thrusting thick spurts of his cum in you. You finish with him, releasing on the cushion under you.
knock, knock.
“Hey um. Frank? The bus leaves in 5.”
Rays voice is muffled through the door as he speaks hesitantly, then walking away. Frank peels off of you and grabs a rag, wiping his fluids from his cock. He tosses the rag at you before he zips up his pants and wipes the sweat from his head.
He stares at your back thats now facing him before he leaves the room, the door shutting with a click. He leaves you to clean yourself up and think about what just happened, to fucked out to think clearly.
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