queen of pain

“C’mon, pup, ‘s been so long.” Gerard coos gently, settling into bed. Yeah, he’s not supposed to be having sex as a priest…. But you’re so young and tempting, Gerard couldn’t resist. Luckily so, because if he did, he wouldn’t have the beautiful sight in front of him of you shyly crawling up to his chest with that pout. 

Gerard holds beside him the box of things you both use during sex. He pats his thigh, signaling for you to crawl onto it. Which you don’t hesitate to do. “Gee..” You mutter out, getting embarrassed at the beginning of every time you two do this. He just tilts his dead, brushing the hair from your face. “‘S okay, sugar. We’ll have a gentle night.” He kisses your forehead, leading you deeper into his touch. “Been such a good girl…” He mumbles, hands gripping your waist before gently rocking you into his thigh. 

A little whimper passes your lips, because truthfully, you’ve been waiting for a while, never asking when you can be his puppy, but letting him choose. “Mmm… I know, baby, I know. My puppy’s been so lonely since I’m so busy.” He opens that box, starting to take things out now that you’ve found a pleasurable rhythm on his thigh. Briefly distracted, you think you hear something outside. “Gee, did you hear that?” “Sweetheart, you know that’s not what you call me.” You let out a reluctant sigh at his behaviour, but still letting “daddy” slip past your lips. 

Gerard doesn’t pay attention to have you have said, preparing to doll you up the way he likes. First he takes out the pretty collar to click around your neck. Next the ears he likes to see you in being placed in your hair. Then the bone-shaped gag that he leaves on your neck like a necklace for now until it’s needed. Finally, but which he puts aside until you’re undressed further, the butt plug with the attached tail.

You swear you hear and see something out of the faint crack of the window again, asking Gerard, “Did you not see-“ As you stutter, there’s a soft thump on the front door step. Gerard does hear it now, confused as you. Considering your state, he instructs you to stay there while he go and checks it out. 

You hear the front door open, and hear some talking. There some movement and chatter before Gerard comes back, looking a bit sheepish. “Don’t freak out, please.” He begins with that, making you cock your head into a glare at him. He continues, “It - or, he - uh, I’m not sure, was very cold.” The way he describes whatever it is makes you panic a bit more, “What the hell do you mean, Gee?” Gerard cuts you off, “Shhh, shh, keep your voice down. He’s on the couch. It’s just - it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” 

He’s beating around the bush, %100. “Spit it out now.” You demand, still glaring warningly. Gerard nervously scratches the back of his neck, stepping closer until he can sit on the edge of the bed. “I think… he’s some part werewolf. He’s very sweet. He just wanted warmth, so I met him in. Just… this would be a wonderful study, would it not?!” He explains. Ah, Gerard and his curiosities about the unknown. 

“…. What if he’s dangerous?” Gerard laughs, “He seems harmless.” Going to complain once again, you see yellow eyes in the bedroom doorway. You rip the ears off and pull the blanket up to cover what’s around your neck. “Nosy, much?” You spit venomously, expecting a human response based on the human appearance, but then you notice the scruffy black ears that blended in with his hair flattening in shame.

Gerard tuts, looking back at you, “Y/N, you’re scaring him!” He stands, meeting the hybrid by the door. Despite those ears being down, he’s staring pretty shamelessly at you. Like a snack. “We just need a minute, ‘kay?” Gerard says gently, gesturing to the far couch the creature heads over to. 

You remove all the accessories that were placed on you, tossing them back in the box and pointing a finger warningly at Gerard. “This does not happen for long. He’s not a puppy, Gerard! That things part human with ears and god knows what else!” “But it’s really fascinating,” he unintentionally pouts, “and he seems cold and hungry. Not a puppy, but… acts like it.” Gerard shrugs.

You can’t help but stare at him. For fucks sake. You can’t say no to Gerard. Plus, this is his place after all, you just met him through a housing application through the church and he just… decided to help you out, and you stay there. Without telling many people. “Whatever,” you sigh, “but whatever was going to happen tonight, you’re going to go down on me, and it’s goodnight.” 

… 

Throughout the days, it’s awkward when you come home and Gerard isn’t there yet, but the mutt known as Frank is. Gerard’s little lab rat, who he takes notes on and does research about myths close to him. Frank’s not hard to take care of. All he does is eat all kinds of meat and drink water and go explore the backyard. He’s quite literally half dog/werewolf, half human. Gerard’s most interesting time with him was the second week, when the full moon happened, and Frank suddenly got even more harrier and bigger in size.

During that full moon, being kept secret from you, he stole your panties. The one day you weren’t home and Gerard got home early, Gerard found him humping a pair of your panties… the ones Gerard made you cum in before he shot his load onto them. So not only is he humping into your arousal, but his. “Hey! What the fuck, Frank!” Gerard lashed out, making Frank’s head turn, but his hips not stop. Those lustful eyes staring into his soul. “S-Sorry, Gee…. They…. I could smell them in the room no matter where I went… and… they smell - god - like both of you.” Frank whimpered out, tears dripping down his cheeks while he desperately grinded into the panties. 

Gerard’s heart was thumping widely. The pure need and lust on Frank’s face, and how he called him “Gee” just like you. It gave him a power trip over Frank. Then he snapped out of it, sighing, and resting his brief case in front of the hard on he knew was growing. “Fine,” he mumbles, “you can keep them. Don’t let Y/N see, and don’t do it anymore.” Gerard walks away, needing to pretend he doesn’t hear Frank’s needy whines in the distance while he locks the door to touch himself. 

Frank’s obsession has grown for you a Gerard since that full moon, it now leading into week 3 of him being there. All he smelt was you both. He couldn’t go a night without touching himself to the thought of both of you. He told this all to Gerard, too, in case it relates to the study. “Well… it sounds like you go into heat after the full moon, by the sounds of it.” Gerard concludes, making Frank understand his beast-like behaviour further. 

Whatever this “heat” cycle was, it was making Frank lose control. You began to notice weird things. How he stared at you all the time, how clingy and appreciative he was, how Gerard smirks when Frank would kiss your cheek and thank you for the supper. But Gerard said Frank just liked you both, nothing more. Except Frank listened to you and Gerard fucking through the closed door, moaning while he called you puppy and you called him daddy, and he couldn’t help but fantasize being Gerard’s puppy too, alongside you. 

Tonight was his snap. He snuck into the room where you and Gee stayed, just falling asleep after a night of talking rather than being his puppy. Crawling under the covers, he rolled your hips to be flat against the bed, attentive to the small tired noises you make in case you catch him in the act. Frank’s strong sense of smell went straight to between your legs. Before he even knew it, he was nosing right at clit through your panties, inhaling deep, plus it made you whimper in your sleep. 

Frank felt you shift a little, so out of fear of you waking up, he backed away and came from under the sheets. You and Gerard both sleeping. It just riles him up even more to fulfill his fantasies. Lucky for him, you roll onto your back, the blanket slipping down to reveal your panties. Before he knows it, the fabric of those panties are pulled aside, his pants unbuckled as he rubs the head along your slit with gasps spilling from him already. His tail ends up coming from his pants too, the one neither of you had a clue about, but again, he’s being very careless right now. 

The attempt at only pushing the tip inside you is gone the moment he feels how warm and tight you are. He grips your hips, driving them back onto his cock, hearing you let out a high pitched, sleepy wine. Restraint is just so hard for him. His slow, deep thrusts turn rapid in seconds. Frank can’t stop. He needs it so bad. 

You begin to stir awake, moans growing louder. “Oh, Gee…” you moan, obviously assuming it was him holding you down by the arch of your back and ploughing into you. The louder your moans got, the more Frank realized he’s going to get caught any second by Gerard waking up. But there’s no stopping him, so he just keeps jackhammering in and out of you. 

“Sugar?..” Gerard mumbles, half asleep and confused. All you can do is moan in response, and squirm in panic at the realization that Gerard is next to you, but it feels so good. “Gee!” You call out, needing an explanation… but whatever pleasure you’re experiencing, you don’t want it to stop. 

Then Gerard opens his eyes, seeing Frank fucking you. “Frank!” he hollers, sitting up immediately. Frank doesn’t move a muscle, growling in as if asserting dominance, until Gerard slaps his cheek hard. It causes him to whine (and moan a bit) and stumble back with his tail between his legs, leaving you able to catch your breath, but also whine because of the lack of that undeniably pleasurable feeling. 

“‘S not fair!” Frank whines. “She can be my puppy too!” “I’m not an actual mutt like you, idiot.” You snap, turning your head, still breathless. Gerard can’t help but laugh tiredly, rubbing his eyes to get them more focused. “You’re telling me you’re upset because you want her to be your puppy like how she’s mine?” Gerard questions, to which an immediate nod comes. His eyes flicker down to Frank’s hard, red, leaking cock, questioning again, “And do you want me to be your daddy too?”

You sit up, looking at the sight of Frank, and the smirk on Gerard’s face. “Do you two know something I don’t?” You ask, the tension growing thicker. Frank’s pathetic face reads “I’m not spilling”, so Gerard speaks up. “Well, puppy, Frank here ‘s been having a little crush on you. He’s a little out of control. Maybe if we… all have a lil’ fun, it can work out.” Once explained, Gerard begins shuffling his pants slowly down his legs. 

You wish you were more conflicted, but seeing both of their cocks hard and ready, it makes you want it even more. “Fine…” You mumble, embarrassed. Frank leans in as if about to pounce, but Gerard raises a hand, to which he obediently stops. “Are you sure, sugar?” Gerard double checks, to which you nod a little more enthusiastically to, and he smirks while lying back. “C’mon, each of you on a thigh. Panties off, pup.” 

While you remove your panties, Frank strips fully and straddles Gerard’s leg, rubbing his cock between the skin of Gerard’s thigh and his hand eagerly. Soon enough, you straddle the other thigh, and begin rocking as well. Frank looks up as you finally straddle Gerard’s other thigh, shaking his head in disapproval and looking to Gerard. “I want her wearing the things you put on her.” Gerard tuts, bending his knee more for you to grind harder with soft whines coming from your lips. “Just wait, Frank. You’re not going to get what you want so quick because it’s your first time. I still woke up to you fucking the woman I love, after all.” 

Frank whines in frustration, stopping all movement with a pathetic pout. Your hips falter, watching the scene unfold before you. Gerard keeps his stern face. “I thought you wanted me to be your daddy, Frank? You gotta listen in that case. Keep moving.” Frank continues to disobey, not moving an inch, instead needing reaching over to nip at your shoulder and pull at your shirt. That just pisses Gerard off more, to which he gently nudges you to get off, and aggressively pins Frank down on the bed. 

Frank kicks and whines. “Lemme touch her already!” He demands, having the perfect view of you right now, no clothes but that cute baggy shirt, and it all drives him wild. Meanwhile, Gerard’s reaching under the bed for THE box, pulling out one of the few pairs of restraints you own. He chooses the metal ones, the most uncomfortable ones, and clips Frank’s hands behind his back while he’s stuck on his belly. Gerard slaps his ass, hard, before pulling on the tail connected to his tailbone that makes him cry yet moan. 

“You’re being fuckin’ bad if you want me to be your daddy, pup. You’re gonna lay here and watch me make her feel so good, got it?” With that, Gerard sits up, maneuvering around you to sit in the centre of the bed with Frank’s face at the bottom. He removes the shirt, your back to Frank while he frees your breasts for only Gerard to touch and suck. 

The thought of what Gerard’s doing to you makes Frank start begging. “No, daddy, I’m sorry… Please just let me touch her!” Realizing Gerard isn’t listening, he tries to get to you. “Please, baby, please, you’re sososososo fucking gorgeous, wanna fuck your tight pussy until you’re sore.” Your moan, Frank’s words and Gerard’s suctioned lips making your brain blissed out already. 

After his attack on your chest, Gerard lifts your hips up so he can align his cock with your soaked hole. “Aww, so wet f’ us, aren’t you, puppy? You like seeing the bad boy tied up at the end of the bed?” He drags his tip along your cunt just as Frank did earlier, one had still on your hip and the other softly gripping your jaw to turn your head to Frank, who’s basically panting and humping the bed after realizing neither of you are responding to him. 

You nod, the sight making you throb even more. Gerard hums, moving your hips to turn you around instead of facing him. Frank practically gasps at the sight of you, drool pooling out the side of his mouth while he humps the bed. Finally, when Gerard pushes the tip in, you whimper, the instinct to ride him taking over. Gerard’s a noisy guy, too, more so with moans rather than all these high pitched sounds flowing from Frank. You’re near on Frank’s level, moaning each time the tip of Gerard’s long cock brushes that spot. 

Frank can’t help but try again. “Please, daddy, god, she’s so fucking sexy. You’re so beautiful, honey. Daddy looks so fucking big fillin’ ya too, fuck…. Fuck, I’m so jealous. I want him fucking me the way you’re getting it, doll. I want to be in your position with him fucking my ass hard and your pretty lil’ mouth around my cock.” As you just stare and moan while Frank rambles, Gerard laughs, grabbing your hips hard and making you lose balance to start ploughing into you. 

The skin slapping sounds fill the room, drowning out Frank’s pathetic moans. “God… untie me, please? Oh my god, darling, you love his cock so much…. I can make you feel that good too, I promise, oh my god, I promise. Gonna give you all my cum, breed you nice and deep…” Once Gerard’s hand finds your clit, your moans as so loud you can’t focus on anything. “Such a good puppy. That’s right. Make him feel so, so sorry. Maybe I should just keep him tied up and keep fucking you, sugar. Make him watch while I just fuck my load deep into you again and again.” 

Your getting closer and closer, your high mainly coming from the power Gerard now holds over Frank. Frank squeaks, rutting into the bed harder as tears finally begin to form. “No, no, no! Please! Need it so- need it so fuckin’ bad!” After not speaking the whole time, you can’t help it. “Daddy, I’m so close! Yeah, mmm, yeah, don’t let him fuck me…. He’s- he’s bad…. Fuck!” And just like that, shaking and squirming, you’re orgasming all over Gerard’s cock, thanks to those lovely fingers. Pounding into your tight hole a few more times, Gerard cums deep inside you. 

It takes a minute for both of you to catch your breath. You feel like that’s the hardest you’ve ever came. Rolling to the side, Gerard removes you from his cock, catching your arousal mixed with his cum on his fingers to shove in Frank’s yapping mouth. He moans, tears falling even more. “Please…” he mumbles pathetically before gagging while Gerard’s fingers brush the back of his throat. He finally pulls them away, looking to you.

“What’s next, pup?”