Kitty

Illi Mcmillin x Fem reader.

Tags/Disclaimers: wlw, slight angst (act shocked), jealousy, low self-esteem problems, insecurities, popular fem reader trope, dry humping, fingering, scissoring, oral (fem receiving).

Summary: Reader is just a simple popular girl with the usual insecurities and the mean girl attitude to make up for it, while Illi is the loser on campus that's looking for a model for the art club.

Writers notes: hihihi!, another nsfw work. My classes got cancelled today (thank god because I had a test I couldn't study for) and since I was sick I took the day to nap a little just to feel better soon. I had the wettest dream about illi and thought that there was only one way I could take it out of my head. I hope you guys like it!

Alone Together

Basement Gerard x femdom! reader

Authors note: hai guys!! I genuinely didn’t know what to do for this one because I have never written for a mommy kink before… but I hope it is what you wanted anon!! It took me a while especially because I’ve just been so dang busy!! My summer classes started and I’ve been focusing on that a lot.. anyway I’m rambling, enjoy!

Warnings: Smut (obv), soft dom/sub, mentions of female anatomy, begging, nervous and desperate gee, giving head (male and female receiving),

Word count: 3,619

Part 1 here

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Needless to say, your room is quite boring. Here you are laying down in your bed listening to music you repeat daily, and you’re starting to get tired of hearing it. The soft breeze coming in from your cracked window is the only thing saving you from suffocating in the dark chasm that you call your room. It doesn’t give you the comfort that you need.

The comfort that you crave.

It’s been three days. Three long days since you’ve seen Gerard. The last time you saw him was when you shared a sweet kiss and fell asleep in his comfortable arms. It’s been excruciating, the both of your schedules conflicting with each other every time you even try to go over to his house.

You continue to call regardless, dialing his number and asking every day if you can come over. He apologizes and says no. You’re beginning to think he’s avoiding you, even though it’s completely out of his character.

The fourth day comes around, and you get a call. You almost ignore it, just wanting to rot in your soft comforter on your day off. But you look at it, and nearly fall off the bed.

Gerard.

You immediately answer, clearing your throat and putting on your most casual voice.

“Hey Gee, what’s up?” Your voice cracks a little, which makes you wince. Though Gee doesn’t seem to notice.

“Hey, what are you doing right now?” He asks. You hear light laughing in the background, sounding like he has company.

“Umm…” you pause, looking around your room. “…absolutely nothing.”

Gerard lets out a breathy laugh, which makes you realize you're holding in your own air.

“Well, I’m finally free… the guys are about to leave…” he stops, letting the statement hang in the air before softly asking, “…can you come over? Watch some movies?”

“Yeah.” You say quickly, too quickly. Hopping up from your bed, you grab your keys. “Yeah, I-I’ll leave right now.”

“Okay, cool.” Gerard mumbles before you both say your goodbyes.

You take a quick scan of yourself in the mirror. Should you even bother putting on a bra? You pull a zip-up jacket from the pile on your chair and throw it on yourself. Good enough. You open your door and leave. The drive is quiet, not bothering to put music on. In fact you don’t even remember to, all you’re thinking about is him. That night.

Every time you think about his face right before he kissed you, it lingers for longer than it should. The way his bottom lip jutted out ever so slightly, and how right before he kissed you he licked his lips subconsciously. Or the way his eyes were heavy lidded and oh so softly staring back at you like he was checking if everything he was doing was okay.

God, the thought of his hand on your cheek. Then how it slowly moved to the back of your head. His fingers curled slightly in the hair on the nape of your neck. It’s all too much, it makes your heart rate spike, which is definitely not safe for driving.

Eventually you approach his house, and suddenly you’re not so sure about it anymore. Turning the car off, you hesitate to get out. For some reason you’re just so nervous to see him. It should be like any other hang out. But when you park in front of his house the air just feels thinner instead of the usual charged excitement.

With a few deep breaths, you push the door open. You can’t bail, not when you were so excited to see him. Turning to close your car door, your heart flutters when you see him. He’s on his porch, looking at you the same way he did before. His smile is calm, refreshing. It makes you feel like a fool for being so nervous.

“Hey.” He says casually when you stop in front of him.

“Hey.” You echo.

He holds out his arms, bringing you into a hug. Your arms wrap around his middle immediately, melting into his warm embrace and breathing in his scent. It’s like a sweet treat after a long day.

“I missed you.” Gerard mumbles into your hair, and your heart beats louder in your red ears.

“I missed you too.” You echo again, other words failing to come out of your mouth. He parts from the hug, leaving you with an aching feeling. But he’s smiling down at you like you’re the whole world and suddenly the feeling is gone.

He grabs your hand and brings you inside, leading you right to your home, or in Gerard's case his room. It’s like coming back from a long trip, breathing that sigh of relief when you sink into his bed once again. Gerard goes to his bookshelf with an extensive collection of movies.

“What’re you feeling like watching?” He asks, glancing over at you.

“Mm,” you hum, trying to rack your brain for a movie. “I dunno, just pick a classic.”

“Classic..” Gerard mumbles, picking out a movie after a long moment. You watch him as he puts the movie on before turning around and meeting your eyes. He gives you a shy smile, and you offer one back. You hold out your hand, motioning for him to lay next to you. He obeys instantaneously.

The mattress dips as he scoots in next to you, shoulder to shoulder.

For a while you both sit in the silence, your hands at your sides. You resist the very strong urge to look at him because when the moment happens you know you’ll want to kiss him. So you just lay there, pretending the movie is interesting while your mind and heart are racing in their own separate ways.

Suddenly you feel something light, a twitch of his pinky against your hand. Your breathing stops as your eyes move to your hand. Gerard moves his shaky pinky to ghost along your knuckles, then follows his other fingers as he slowly turns your hand over and laces your fingers together.

The air shifts to something more still than it already was. He turns to look at you, his round eyes watching your reaction. You finally turn to look at him, a smile tugging at your lips before you can control it.

He’s looking at you the same exact way he did on the porch. Did he always look at you like this, even before the kiss? You hadn’t noticed. Then his eyes flick to your lips, a silent ask for something you both have been craving. Screw it. You look at his lips, focusing on the way he bites the inside of his cheek.

Gerard tilts his head slightly, taking note of your every reaction and movement. The last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable. You decide to take the chance and lean in slightly, which Gerard quickly follows as each inch between you lessens. His eyes are watching yours with a certain sparkle in them, almost like he's challenging you in his own shy way.

You take the bait anyway and place your hand on his chest, curling your fingers in his shirt as you tug to pull him closer. Gerard lets out a quiet gasp, his eyes wide as he continues to stare into your soul, flickering down occasionally to your lips.

Your lips are so close, the gap is still not filled. Gerard's breath ghosts over your lips, enticing you even more. Now it's a matter of who can close this tiny space between you both, and you aren’t going to lose this battle. In fact, you internally decided he’s going to have to kiss you if he truly wants it.

He bumps his nose against yours. Your breath catches slightly, but you’re not backing down. You lean in and close the space, planting a feather light kiss on his cheek right next to his mouth. Gerard shudders, closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath.

It makes you smile knowing you have the upper hand.

Your fingers which were once gripping his shirt slide up his chest and neck to lightly trace his jaw. His breathing changes to something more uncoordinated, a slight huff that doesn’t go unnoticed by you. A slight smirk adorns your face at his reaction, one that makes his eyes finally break from yours in an act of shyness.

“Look at me.” You whisper. Gerard responds immediately, meeting your eyes once again. His face is red, his bottom lip wobbling as he tries to form a cohesive sentence. “Do you want me, Gerard?”

Gerard nods frantically, his lips parting as he lets out a weak hum. You shake your head and furrow your eyebrows, brushing the hair out of his face and tucking it behind his ear.

“I need a verbal yes, otherwise I won’t know what you want.” You tut, your thumb lightly rubbing his cheekbone. “So I’m going to ask you again.”

“Do you want me?”

“Y-yes.” He whispers after a moment, holding onto your shirt sleeve. His confirmation makes the corners of your lips twitch.

“Then kiss me.”

With that Gerard crashes his lips onto yours, his hand letting go of your sleeve to your head, curling into your hair the same way he did before. He is pouring all his desperation into this kiss, letting out a quiet moan as you lick his bottom lip for entrance. You deepen the kiss, tilting your head and licking into his mouth with a newfound dominance. Gerard tries to fight back, pressing his face closer to yours and bringing his hand to your waist. At first you let him, enjoying the moment as it happens.

But then you just want more. You break the kiss, which Gerard whines slightly in disappointment. You climb on top of him and straddle his lap instead. He quickly closes his mouth and looks up at you in shock. Leaning down, you press wet kisses all over his red face, one hand on his chest and the other in his hair. Gerard gasps at the attention, a growing bulge apparent in his pyjama pants.

“Already?” You tease in between kisses, “oh, we're just getting started, love.”

Gerard whines, this time louder than before. He squeezes his eyes shut, unable to control his twitching dick at the nickname.

“Can’t help it.” He whispers, his hips grinding up to meet yours. The feeling of his cock pressing up against you makes you hum. However you take your time, kissing down his jaw and neck. You nip at the skin, taking it in between your teeth and sucking at his sweet spot. The sensation makes Gerard gasp, his hand gripping the sheet. “Fuck- please-”

“Eager are we?” You giggle into his neck. You move to kiss his ear, biting down on his earlobe, pulling a whimper out of Gerard. “It's not gonna be that easy baby, you gotta earn it.”

You pull away, noticing the way he squirms under you. He's an embarrassed mess, his face that was once pale, now a rosy red. His glassy eyes watch you with a devotion that drives you insane.

“Aww, look at you.” You coo, lightly grabbing his jaw. Gerard’s bottom lip trembles, making yours jut out in adoration. “Tell me what you want, Gee.”

Gerard stares up at you, his mouth hanging open but no words coming out. Instead, he grinds his hips up hopefully. You smirk down at him, tapping his cheek with your finger.

“What did I tell you about using your words, hm?”

“You.” He blurts, shaking his head before continuing. “Please- I want you to touch me.”

You hum thoughtfully, teasingly grinding down on his erection. His breath stutters, still staring at you with that same devoted eye. Your hand moves to tug at his shirt, bringing it up to reveal his soft stomach. Gerard sits up, helping you take it off of him. He stays sitting up with you this time, his hand ghosting over the hem of your own shirt.

“C-can I?” he asks oh so softly. You nod and he slowly pulls it over your head. He looks at you in awe, his eyes wide like a child on Christmas morning. It makes you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Go ahead, you can touch me.” You confirm softly, losing your dominance. Gerard slowly cups your breasts with both hands, squeezing and massaging them. The way he handles you with care only makes you more aroused, beginning to grind down on his cock again. His hands stutter, his eyes flickering to look up at you with his lips parted. You smile down at him, which he returns with his own smile.

Your lips meet his again, slowly moving in time with your hips. Gerard’s head is spinning, his hands slipping from your tits to your back, fingers digging into your skin. His hips buck up into yours. Trying to meet you with every grind against his cock. He lets out the sweetest sounds, your mouth on his muffling it to tiny groans. You part from his lips, much to his dismay.

“Lay back, Gee.” You kiss him one more time, and he complies as his head hits the pillows. Starting on his chest, you plant kisses down to his stomach, moving lower and lower before you’re at the waistband of his pajama pants. You hook your fingers on it and look up at him in a silent way of asking.

“P-please..” he nods, and you deliver. Sliding off his pants you see just how aroused he is. His boxers are barely holding him as a wet spot gives him away. Your mouth immediately waters, placing kisses on his clothed cock. Gerard whines, hips bucking into your face.

“Patience, baby.” You remind him, reveling in the way he tries his best to obey you, afraid that you will stop. His hips stay glued to the bed as you continue your teasing attention to his erection.

You lick him through his boxers, savoring the salty precum that seeps through the fabric. Gerard gasps at the sensation, his hand gripping the sheet like a lifeline. You hook your fingers on his waistband and tug the boxers down to his mid thigh. His cock springs out immediately, his red tip leaking precum.

Your tongue immediately begins to swirl around his tip, which earns a needy whine from Gerard. You continue your attack, inching down lower and lower til your nose hit his base. He is heaving, eyes squeezed shut as you choke on his length.

“F-fuck- feels s’good-“ he stutters out, his hips trying not to buck up into your mouth. You slowly move your mouth up and down his cock, setting an agonizing rhythm that makes him groan. ”I-I think I’m close- ah!”

You immediately pull off, not giving him the satisfaction of cumming so early. Gerard’s eyes shoot open and find you with a betrayed expression. You laugh at his reaction, wrapping your hand around his cock but not moving it. He breathes heavily, his eyebrows furrowed. You’re going to have a little fun first.

“Beg.” You state simply.

“W-wha?” Gerard whines breathlessly. You crawl up and kiss him deeply and he kisses back desperately, his tongue darting out to swirl with yours. You part and meet his eyes.

”Beg and I’ll make you cum.” You whisper against his lips. Gerard squirms once again, his head turning to the side to look away from you.

“Please…” he mumbles. You grab his face and make him look at you, his cheeks squished in your grasp.

”Did you really think that would satisfy me?” You tease, taking your hand off of his cock. Gerard whines, frustrated.

“Please! Please mommy please touch me- I need you so bad- please.” Gerard almost shouts, furrowing his eyebrows and squeezing his eyes closed as he begs.

Oh. You smirk, raising your eyebrows at what he calls you.

“Mommy, huh?” You repeat, and his face turns into a deeper red.

“I- shit I didn’t mean- I’m sorry-“

You shut him up by kissing him, and he lets out a muffled yelp. You pull back with a smile, “Well because you’ve been such a good boy, I’ll help you out.”

Your hand goes back to his cock, stroking him slowly as you kiss his neck. Gerard gasps and whines, his arms loosely wrapping around your waist. You quicken the pace, your hand sliding up and down his length. He bucks his hips up to meet your hand, hips stuttering as he gets closer. His needy whines fill the quiet room, growing louder by the second.

“Mommy please- I’m gonna cum… can I? Oh please-“ He groans into your neck, giving you tiny wet kisses to convince you.

“Yes baby, cum on my hand.” You whisper, and he immediately spills into your hand, hot ropes shooting onto his stomach.

“T-thank you, fuck- thank you so much mommy! Thankyouthankyou…” he rambles.

You continue to stroke him through his orgasm, and Gerard whimpers from the overstimulation. Once he is done you slowly let go of his cock, bringing your hand up to your mouth to lick it clean. Gerard watches you with his tired yet wide eyes, mesmerized by the way your tongue curls to lick up his cum.

The room grows quiet again except for Gerard’s panting, the both of you letting what happened sit in the air. His eyes are closed, his lips parted and his cheeks still red. You find yourself combing through his dark hair, marveling at how soft it is even after everything. You just watch him, enjoying the view when suddenly he opens his eyes again to find you.

“Mommy?” He calls quietly, bringing his hand up to caress your cheek. You hum, and he hesitates only for a moment before asking, “Can I…can I make you feel good? Please?”

“Are you sure? You look so worn out, baby.” You ask, a slight smile creeps up on your lips. Gerard shakes his head fervently, pouting slightly.

“I want to.. I-I want to taste you mommy…” he says slightly above a whisper.

He looks at you desperately again, how can you say no to a face like that?

So you nod, and lean down to kiss him once again. He kisses back eagerly, his hand tangling in your hair to bring you closer. Gerard moans, and you reciprocate. Then, as the kiss deepens he slides his shaky hand down to your waistband, slightly tugging it down. You lift your hips up to help him get your pants off without breaking the kiss.

Gerard breaks away, placing sweet kisses down your neck and to your breasts. He takes a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it which pulls a low moan out of you. Trailing more kisses down lower and lower til he reaches your clothed core, he places a gentle kiss to your pussy before hooking his fingers and pulling down your underwear.

To say he was awestruck is an understatement. His eyes flick back up to yours before he speaks.

“You're s’beautiful mommy…god, m’so lucky to have you like this…thank you mommy…” he rambles.

He drags his tongue up your folds, the both of you moaning in unison. The way his tongue dives into your hole and how his lips wrap around your clit has you seeing stars. A million different praises slip out of your lips as he continues to please you.

“God…Gee you’re doing so good..” you moan out, gasps ripping out of you every time he sucks on your clit. The praise only makes him moan louder, only being muffled by your pussy. The vibration of his voice sends extra shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

“Baby I-m’gonna cum…” you blurt out, hands tangling in his hair. Gerard only moans and inserts his fingers in your hole, continuing to suck on your clit. You let out a loud moan when you feel his fingers curl inside of you, tugging at his hair as you get closer and closer to the edge.

“Please mommy, please cum for me...I need it…” he mumbles against your clit, fingers continuing its abuse to your hole. Suddenly, your walls flutter as you gush around his fingers, letting out a loud moan. Gerard moans with you, taking his fingers out to lap up every last drop of your juices.

You huff, chest rising only to fall at a fast rate. Gerard continues to lick at your hole, making you twitch and squirm against him. You take a handful of his hair and pull him away, and he whines in response. His chin is covered in your juices and his spit, looking at you with blown out pupils.

He comes up to crash his lips on yours, his tongue sloppily sliding against yours. His arm slides around your stomach, holding you carefully. You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him in closer.

The both of you too fucked out to care about anything else, he rests his head in the crook of your neck as you both exist in the place you both call your home.

“…Hey y/n?” Gerard asks after a while.

“Yeah?” You respond with closed eyes.

“Can I… maybe take you on a date?”

You laugh immediately, making him bring his head up to stare at you in worry. You grab his face and place a quick kiss to the tip of his pointy nose before speaking.

“I’ve been wanting to hear that for months, Gee.”