I Wanna Kiss You Until I Loose My Breath
gulp, i need basement gerard SOOO BADD, and in honour a short fic about touched starved FEM!reader is best friends with the basement dweller gee. (top ten things that didnt happen)
CW: mentions of tragic past, swearing, basement gerard, mentions of obsession, gee gets a boner but nothing else really happens, mentions of inappropriate topics such as porn. overthinking, gerard groping readers chest cuz hes a perv.
i just wanna give him a smooch so
Fem!reader x basement!gerard
It was hard getting no attention when you were so little, asking to be held and talked too but it was never delivered and it stuck HARD. craving touch so bad you'd hold your own hand in bed, hugging your friends constantly, or you'd sit and wait till someone would grab your arm, or touch your shoulder, pat your head, ANYTHING you needed something.
then there was gerard. the kid who sat far away, almost unnoticeable until you were close enough to smell him and you didn't have to be close at all. your friends sometimes quietly pointed and jeered but you couldn't help but feel bad, heart aching when he was teased.
and now? you two were closer then you and your friends ever were, instead of him being pointed and laughed at it was Both of you.
It was another very late night your eyelids should be heavy. but no it was the opposite, while watching 'night of the living dead' for what seemed like the 30th time now on an old couch that reeked of something you couldn't place. bottles, rotting food, dirty clothes and more surrounded the basement giving it the scent you have gotten used to. but it all didn't matter not at all. gerards body sat next to yours lounging as you were snugged up close to him. you've done it so much hoping he'd take the hint of your desperate growing feelings.
you wanted him to put his hands on you, love you, be obsessed with everything you did.
you snuggled up closer wanting lie closer with him. he was sipping on an almost empty bottle of vodka, eyes glossy as he watched the graphic movie. he didn't seem to care about the proximity and it hurt. you wanted him to care, care more then anything in the world. you didn't want to be his friend you wanted to kiss his lips.
"hey gee..?"
you spoke, you didn't want to but you did.
he hummed in response, acknowledging you at least
"i need to tell you something like- really important"
your mouth kept spewing even when you didn't want it to, this could ruin this thing you had with him forever.
he finally turned to see your face and he spoke, voice hoarse from not using it much. he wasn't ugly at all, if it wasn't from his gorgeous almost soft feminine looking face and amazing tase in music and movies he'd have nothing going for him.
"yeah? what?"
he didnt look at you like you looked at him you wanted him to so bad. you needed him too.
"i-i"
well cmon you were spewing this bullshit from your mouth moments ago why couldn't you now?
"i dont wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips."
it came out jumbled quick, voice shaky and desperate almost like you hadn't even thought before it fell from your lips.
you could see him stiffen.
gerard had never had that much friends, let alone with a girl, he had just thought you were friends because you pitied him, he couldn't do anything he sat there awkwardly.
"p-please..?"
your voice cracked breaking at the moment you couldn't help it as you already felt the sting of tears from and rise in your eyes.
this was pathetic begging for him to feel the same way you did.
gerard had never even kissed a girl before. how could he start? just lean in and kiss you? sure he had seen kissing in porn, but that was almost always violent, rough and fast, he didn't want to be rough and fast for you. he nodded his greasy black hair falling into his eyes.
you held your breath, moving closer to cup his pudgy soft cheeks
"a-are you sure? y-your not just saying that because-"
you didnt want him to just say yes because he felt bad, you wanted him to need you.
and he did need you. his hands hovering over your waist to scared to touch
"y-yes Y/N i need you. o-of course i do."
his voice just as shaky as yours, he was sure he had taken that line from a cheesy romance movie his mother made him watch a long time ago.
you didnt think twice, pressing your lips against his, both of you moved at an inexperienced haste, your hands travelling up moving his hair away from his eyes that had fluttered shut moments ago.
he tasted like the shitty vodka he had been drinking moments before. and his chapped lips made a sensation against yours you couldn't help but want it more. your breath was falling faint finding it hard to get enough air through just breathing through your nose.
but you didnt want to breath air. unless it was directly from his lungs, breathing him all in.
his tongue awkwardly pushed past your lips and you let it touch yours, a weird sensation that made you shiver.
his hands still hovering over your waist. you crawled on top of him gently not breaking the kiss, your thighs on either side of his hips stabilizing yourself as you let go of his face moving to his hands placing them on your waist, almost as if guiding them.
you pulled back softly but he didn't want you too and you didn't either but this was important.
"y-you can touch me were ever i-i don't mind okay..?"
you spoke while also taking in some deep breaths. he nodded eagerly and you smashed your lips back into his, it was more heated, firery, something hot. you felt you back begin to sweat, tongues moving sloppily against each other.
his right hand softly travelled up your body and it stopped just at the wiring of your bra, before his larger hand cupped your breast, it made you want to collapse in his arms.
your hands moved up to the back of his head, cupping the greasy raven locks as you began to notice a stirring press against your inner thigh.
WC:998
gosh i love this sm im drooling.
slightly proof read.
let me know if i should make a part two!!
