#current era

MCR during The Kids From Yesterday

Wembley London Night 3

maybe ray was insane for agreeing to this. yeah, no, he was insane. he knows this. yet, here he was, in your bed.

it had already been hours, he broke out into full on sobs a while ago. the sensitivity was too much, yet not enough. it was driving him mad.

this was the 15th time he's been pulled to the edge, at least he thinks it is. his mind is too jumbled to actually count. he can barely take it anymore.

" baby, please let me cum. please- i need this. i need- you. please " he begged, he sobbed. he looked at you through glassy eyes, considering your options.

" one more, one more sweetheart. can you do that for me? " you asked sweetly, caressing his cheek. he nodded almost instantly, he was desperate.

the final time, it felt like it took three hours to get there. his body finally catching up to the mind-fuck you were playing on him.

when it finally hit, it felt like the entire world had crashed right into him. he came with a scream, his heart racing. it took 10 minutes for him to come all the way down, his entire body heavy. he laid next to you for what felt like hours to him. he wrapped his arms tight around your waist, head nestled between your legs.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/78379961

Summary:

The hospital waiting room is strange to her. She sits on uncomfortable cushions and stares at barren white walls. She stares at the magazines that wait patiently. She's pretty sure they're a few months old, judging from the spring fashions the glamorous people on the covers are wearing. It's winter now. Cass waits. She's honestly not sure why she's here. This is a place for family, and, well—as much as she loves Barda, she's unsure of where she stands with the Frees.