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art student!gee who first saw u on campus and quickly sketched u in his notebook. He thought u were really pretty, sitting with ur friends and laughing, talking abt classes n what-not.

art student!gee who went out of his way to color the drawing and give it nice line-art. He considered giving it to u for weeks, figuring out where he could find u during different times of day. Turns out u have a class together!!

art student!gee who immediately asked to pair up with u when ur professor gave you guys a group art assignment. He said he liked ur work-u guys had to share ur favorite piece of ur own work at the beginning of the year-and would like to see what u two could do together, combining styles. U agreed, tho hesitantly...

art student!gee who invited u to his dorm-or he could go to urs!-to work on the project. u guys started meeting as often as u could and ended up exchanging numbers too.

art student!gee who eventually asks u if ud like to go to lunch or whatever with him-theres a cute little coffee shop not far from campus! U agree, a little hesitant still, and he guides u there after ur classes one day. You guys sit around, drink amazing coffee, and stutter around casual conversation. He pays-quite the gentleman-and yall go back to his dorm to work on ur art project.

art student!gee who always quickly sketches u in classes whenever he sees u. he has them all in one sketchbook, and occasionally he colors them. He really likes his first drawing of u-he thinks it captures u best bc he didnt even know u. one day-when u guys get closer-he'll show u the drawings.

art student!gee who doesnt dare ask u out first. Yeah he likes u but hes terrified of crossing a line...what if u dont wanna or u dont like him like that or suddenly u have a partner or uve had a partner this whole time or-

art student!gee who complimented everything u did in the project, turns it in all proud, n when u guys get a pretty good grade he takes u to that cafe again as celebration. It wasnt that big of a deal, just another project, but who could turn down warm coffee and frosted pastries? Hes more fidgety this time, like his mind is elsewhere, but u dismiss it.

art student!gee who loses his fucking mind when u kiss him. At the cafe, like always, and hes mid sentence while eating a donut and u just cant help urself and u lean forward and kiss him. He chokes on the donut and spits crumbs all over the place, squeezing out quick "im sorry! sorry!"'s as he turns away and tries to control himself. When he finally regains composer and turns back around hes all red in the face- probably from choking, but u take some credit-and giving u a big deer in headlights stare. Then he starts giggling (hes like an oversized child) and leans forward and kisses u too. tastes like donut.

art student!gee who is sooooo fucking excited knowing u like him back. Hes scared, but he shows u his drawings of u and explains when or why or whatever. Everytime he shows u one hes talking all quiet, then he stops and slinks into himself while u look at it. And everytime u say u like it or u point out some detail u enjoy he gets all cute n excited and flails to show u the next one!

"Awhhh, is my girl's puppy parts burning? Yeah?"

It was treat time, so Frank had you on your back, legs drawn up with you tail tucked in--- hiding your leaking and bare pussy. You felt so vulnerable. You lips quivered as your throat delivered a soft warble of a whine.

"So needy, you little brain can't think, huh?" Frank cooed, petting your hair down periodically. Scratching at your twitching ear. "Sweet girl."

You lowered your tail, preening at his praise. Your hole leaked on his bedsheets as you tried to hump his thigh, which was lined up with your clit.

His hand flew to pin your hip to the bed. "Ah, ah, ah, c'mon. You're a big girl, gimme a little yip."

Your hips pushed against the restraint of his hand as you strung your wobbling vocal chords tighter, letting out a weak bark under your breath.

Frank frowned. "I know you can do better than that."

"...Y-yip."

Frank lit up, scratching the back of your neck. "Such a good pup, so pretty and well-behaved, yes you are-"

As you basked in the praise, your brain melting with it, Frank lined himself up to your needy pussy. You tilt your head curiously as you glanced down, ears flopping to the side.

Frank started to sink into your tight warmth, Your jaw went slack, pretty pink lips circling into an 'O' as his cock intruded into your insides. It burned just as much as the arousal, your toes curled as Frank wrapped his tattoed hands over your smooth thighs.

"Ohh, biggg stretch. I know, baby." Frank groaned out through gritted teeth as he buried himself inside you. "Just take it. You can do it, I've taught you this trick before."

Frank's hand slid down to your bouncing tits as he started to pound into you, each thrust rising a low growl from the bottom of his throat. He squeezed your breasts, gripping them as he leaned in to hover over your lips.

"These'll be all full of milk soon." He rolled your breast in his palm. "And you'll be so round with my litter."

Frank panted, your breaths colliding in unison as your tail started to wag--- hitting his thighs impatiently. Fuck me faster. "So tight pup, fuck."

He put you into a mating press, shoving your legs tightly to your chest as he starts drilling into you, his claws dug into your thighs.

"You want my litter? Yeah? Does my puppy wan' carry my puppies? "

You nod, still a whimpering mess, biting your lip as your toes curl, and that coil in your stomach starts to unravel itself. Frank groaned as your walls tightened around him, as he bumps his forehead into the crook of your sweaty neck.

"Fuck, 'm cumming pup- take my fuckin' load. Goood girl. Oh my god---" Frank kisses your neck, sloppily and hungry, as he dumps his cum into your womb.

It was midway through your last lecture when the rain started, Gerard looked back at you and smiled cheekily. Knowing that you both will have to walk back to your dorm in it, him twice as much. He’ll have to make sure you get back alright then make his way to his way to his own dorm. Probably shower and jerk off to the thought of you. But you’ve been dating for a couple months now, spent with long nights studying, and cuddling. Never going any farther than sloppily making out on his dorm bed. And even that got him super hot and bothered, all whiny and hard underneath you.

The rest of the lecture went on as usual, jotting down notes into your notebook. Professor Farley talked in this drab, monotone voice that made it especially difficult to pay attention, but your B in the class was dangling on a C so you needed this. Standing outside the lecture hall, the rain had stopped for a second. Though the wind still whipped across your face, making your eyes tear up. Lighting a cigarette while you waited for Gerard, leaning against the wall. He usually chatted with this particular professor after lectures, as they were too shy to ask questions in front of everyone. It was bitter between your lips, smoke filling your lungs for a second then subsequently blowing it out. A fluid motion that soothed you.

Not very long after, Gerard appeared beside you. Adjusting their black turtleneck and clutching his cross body bag, “I guess it’s cleared up, huh?” You shrugged, dropping your cigarette and stomping it out with your boot. Pressing a kiss onto his plump cheek, “Ready to go baby?” Gerard nodded, catching up as you started to walk down the bustling street. His hand greedily found yours like they always did, fingers tightly intertwining. Providing a little bit of extra warmth as well against the frigid East Coast winter air.

You both talked as you walked, fast paced and steady, just like this city. Then, a crack of thunder boomed throughout the skyline. And seconds later, the rain started to pour in. Big, heavy droplets that almost instantly started to soak the both of you. Gerard squeezed your hand, a signal to start picking up the pace. A sly smile spread across his thin lips, “Do you think we’d be able to book it back to yours?” At this point you’ve reached a semi non populated part of the campus, nodding once, your smile met his. “Can’t have shit in this city,” chuckling breathily. Before you can realize, Gerard starts to jog, practically almost pulling your arm out of socket. Almost slipping on the wet concrete, you catch up, laughing your off in the process. “Jesus Gerard! You almost killed me!”

They rolled their hazel eyes, the rain had flattened his short blond hair. Smile full of tiny white teeth, he truly looked perfect. The rain had soaked through your jacket, glueing your t-shirt and bra to your torso. Breath visible while you ran, little clouds that formed in synch with eachother. Gerard was probably in a similar situation, only worse. The thick wool of his sweater would be hell to get out of alone. Finally, you reached your dorm, when the idea hit you. “How about you come over for a bit…y’know you could dry off for a while.” Gerard turned a vibrant shade of red, muttering worriedly, “Isn’t that against the rules?” You huffed, “I think you could pass as a girl, if anyone asks I’m just hanging out with my gorgeous friend…” He laughed, “Maybe I should’ve put on my drag today.” Blowing into his hands, hoping to get back some warmth.

“Maybe, we always have next time.” You said, letting your hand come up to clutch his wet cheek. Quickly unlocking the door, you speedily led them to the elevator. Pressing the button for the 4th floor and watching as the doors closed. “My roommate won’t be here for another two hours,” eyeing them up and biting your lip. Gerard smiled awkwardly, it was a little dopey and nervous. Though still cold, shivering as the frigid, wet fabric clung to his body. “W-what would you wanna do?” His face a mixture of blush and redness from the winds ferocious bite. Nose matching rudolf, just as red as the day he was born. You smiled playfully as the elevator doors opened to your floor, “First we gotta get you warm, sweetheart.” Gerard trailed behind you like a needy dog, biting their lip to muffle a whine as his eyes fixated on your ass.

Unlocking your door, you showed him in. Watching as his eyes eat up every detail of it, everything was so you. Smiling, you walked toward him, “Right now, I can think of a lot of things we can do, sweetheart,” voice low and firm, it excited him. Hands cupping his cheeks, “You still must be freezing,” kissing them deeply before continuing, “Can I help you warm up and get dry?” Gerard nodded, eyes widening and their hands came up to sit at your waist. Kissing him again, quick but firm, enough to keep them wanting more. You tugged at the bottom of his sweater, wanting it off. You helped him along, as the wet fabric stuck to their soft skin.

Throwing the sweater across the room, your hands ran up and down their chest. “You’re so beautiful,” dipping lower to plant kisses on their chest, “I’ve been day dreaming of seeing you like this for a while, Gerard.” They trembled under you, though his arms wrapped around to pull you closer. The discomfort of wet clothes was too much, pulling away to discard your jacket and t-shirt. Watching as Gerard’s eyes widened at your almost nakedness. Disappearing into the attached bathroom, you came out with two towels. One for yourself and Gerard. Drying off your hair before helping your boyfriend.

Dragging the towel down his chest, drying the rain that still soaked him. Planting kisses as the towel covered more ground, taking the time to kitten lick a nipple. Smiling in satisfaction as Gerard squirmed. Walking back to your bed, sitting crisscross in the middle and patting a spot beside you for him. Right before he started to climb onto the slightly raised mattress, you held a finger up, “Wait,” pausing for a second, “Take your pants off.” Unbuttoning your jeans in tandem with Gerard, hoping to not scare them off. Throwing it in the same pile as your other clothes. Blushing as he revealed they were wearing the panties you gave them.

It was a soft blush pink that went well with their pale thighs. Biting your lip and muttering, “You look so pretty, baby.” Once they sat beside you, your hand immediately came up to cup their cheek. Bringing his timid lips to yours, he kept up with your pace well. Tongues eagerly colliding when you licked at his lower lip. Hands landing on their hips, encouraging him to climb on top of you. Erection poking out of the panties, moaning softly as your hips collide. Spreading your legs so that his thick thighs rubbed against yours. Slipping a hand between your bodies, finding their heat. Rhythmically palming his hard cock, watching their face contort in pleasure.

Gerard groaned, resting his head against your shoulder. Pressing soft kisses there, occasionally nibbling at that spot right below your ear. You continued your ministrations, pulling out whimpers and moans from your boyfriend. Until you stopped abruptly, huffing, “Want you in me, pretty boy.” Gerard untucked themselves from the panties and pushed yours aside, swallowing at the sight of your wetness. Letting his tip glide against you, gathering whatever arousal he could before lining himself up and pushing in slowly. They’d have to pause as they entered you inch by inch, it was all too much for your poor baby. Head going back to rest in the crevice of your neck, hot breath ticking the spot he was kissing earlier.

When they finally bottomed out, your hands found their hips once again, guiding his deep thrusts. You moaned softly, tugging their hair to get his attention, “C’mon baby, look at me.” Gerard whined upon making eye contact with you, mouth hung open and panting with every steady thrust. Smiling, your nails scratching down his back, moaning, “What a good boy!” They groaned loudly, thrusting into you particularly hard, making the bed creek under the weight. His stomach pressed into yours, as well as their tangle of brown pubic hair. Effectively pinning you under his weight, pudgy body pressed against you. They were already starting to get out of breath, thrusts started to loose their previous rhythm. Sweat dripped down his face, droplets landing squarely on your chest.

Clutching his cherubic face in between your hands, “Do you want me to get on top?” Gerard nodded, they were on the verge of crushing you (although that’s something you wouldn’t have been against). Switching positions, you quickly unclipped your bra, leading his big hands to clutch each breast. Slipping their erection back into your heat while they groped you, exhaling softly like it belonged there. You began where Gerard ended, settling on a steady pace that made him whine. But now at this position he had no where to hide, so you decided to take advantage of that. Letting your fingers roam through his short hair you sighed, “Y’know I’ve touched myself to the thought of you like this…Helpless and so fuckin’ hard below me.”

Gerard smiled that awkward and endearing smile that first caught your eye. “I-I have too, a lot actually.” Watching his jaw sag with a groan as you clench around them. Planting soft kisses all over their face, “Have you ever thought about fucking me while you’re in drag? You look so much like Christina Ricci.” They nodded, face so very red from trying to hold on, he didn’t wanna cum prematurely during your first time together. Kissing down their soft jawline, whispering softly into his ear, “And you wanna know something else?” He made some noise telling you to carry on, similar to a grunt. “I’ve always thought Christina Ricci was super fucking hot.”

And that was it, Gerard finished inside you with a high moan, attempting to cover his mouth with his hand but it was too late. You still rode them through their orgasm, fingers on your clit helping yourself along. Whispering the softest, “Good girl,” whenever Gerard takes over. Thick fingers rubbing your clit quickly, trying to take after your lead. Clinging onto them, you moaned quietly, clenching around his softened length. He winced in overstimulation, apologizing softly before slipping his cock out of you. However, Gerard’s fingers worked fast, two rubbing your entrance while his thumb worked on your clit. Their other hand landed on your jaw, encouraging you to make eye contact with them. How amusing. Timid hazel eyes stated back at you, “Is this alright?”

Nodding, “Yes, baby. So good.” Lips reconnecting in a deep kiss, their fingers entered you. Groaning hot against his lips, he started to pump their fingers in and out of your heat. Watching as they made sure that every single drop of his cum stayed inside you. It filled them with a sense of ownership, a part of him would stay inside you for however long. Leaving their own mark inside your pussy. Gerard enjoyed seeing your eyelashes flutter every time they’d jam their fingers into that deep spongy spot inside you. Gasping, throwing your head back and your hips ground onto his fingers, effectively riding him again. Clinging onto your boyfriend, breathing heavily, “Have you ever done this before?” Placing soft kisses along his cheeks.

Gerard shook his head, “N-no I haven’t.” Biting your lip as they hit that spot in you once more, though letting a chuckle slip out, “You’re a natural, sweetheart. I’d love to see your face between my thighs..” They blushed as you trailed off, but before you could say anything, Gerard took his fingers out of you and pinned your back against the bed. Ensuring eye contact as he licked his fingers clean, taking them into their mouth like a hard cock. It made your pussy throb, maybe you’ll look into a strap on, watch him suck on your silicone cock. You chuckled at his new found dominance, “Such a good fuckin’ girl, gonna eat my pussy out, baby?” Gerard started to move lower, pressing wet kisses down your sternum and stomach. Muttering, “Of course, mama…would do anything f’you.” Smiling softly, your fingers played with their short bleach blond hair, eventually tugging it roughly to move him along.

Whining, Gerard started licking at your clit, occasionally pausing to look up at you. Batting those long luscious lashes that made his eyes look bigger. Their hands came to your thighs, squeezing the flesh there and encouraging you to close them around his head like the perfect cocoon. Letting his tongue dictate fluid and hot licks up and down your slit. Tugging at his hair makes them wrap their lips around your puffy clit. Sucking in quick pulses, occasionally taking a break to tongue it, sloppily making out with your clit. The sheer sight of it was too much, “So, so fucking good, Gerard. Gonna cum all over your face baby.” He eagerly picked up the pace, slipping two fingers in to move you along, mouth still working diligently on your clit. Back arching to meet his face, your fingers tugged hard on their hair, trying to shove their face deeper.