Title: I hate
Fandom: RPF Singers
Rating: Red
Genre: Erotic ( or something similar)
Notes: Slash, lemon
Characters: 30 Seconds to Mars , Green Day
Notes : Because now I have started the parade of canon canon or not for p0rnfest # 4, here is a FF from pairing already extensively tested by me, for the prompt "I hate that fucking -green eyes " with Billie Joe Armstrong and Jared Leto in ... fiery attitudes!
Each meeting is a good game .
I hate
are stupid. I'm an idiot, there is no other explanation, are an idiot of galactic dimensions, you deserve someone to take me and my head hard against the sbattesse a wall, could at least turn on the switch, what the fuck!
I'm a grown man, I am a serious person, an actor, a singer, a cool that everyone wants, so why am I doing to treat this way?!
lose my breath when I Billie takes a nipple between his lips, it makes me feel a little sharp teeth, I tremble like a leaf, although I would not do it, I look up at the sky trying to close her legs, but what's the use if not to remember that there are now fallen? Like every fucking time.
I can not resist.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You can see both the strong but not that you're sorry ... >> Murmurs he on my skin, not look at him but I know that alludes to my pants. And what's inside.
I would say something bad, but I can not, his right hand is clutching the most precious thing in my physical body, and I swear that I stop to think, I do not understand anything, I remain motionless beneath his fingers, hoping that start to do something, anything to not be there to focus my hormones and then leave without satisfaction as has already happened.
Billie Joe, this moron!
close my eyes when it starts to get serious, when slowly begins to masturbate, and I tend to clench their fists handcuffs that keep me tied to the headboard of the bed, try not to get lost in the sea of feelings that already are invading bully me, I try to resist him, his scent, his moves, I try not to think that her thighs are rubbing against mine, and wince when I hear his tongue licking his chin, warm, moist, firm, reminds me of him terribly, it drives me crazy, without realizing I relax in his movements, I try to kiss her, I realize I want to hear his voice in his ear.
I bite my lower lip when his fingers became more brazen, more marked on my State, kicked that enough to send me into a frenzy, pushing rod, comes to mind with the nail through the center line, arches his back like a conditioned reflex, gasping, unable to restrain myself. I feel her hair slipping down his face, I let myself go completely tending more and more chains of iron, I go against him when he touches my penis, I feel wet, hard, swollen and full support for the sweaty forehead on his shoulder I am in agony when the frenulum with a swinging motion of the thumb makes me squirt hormones through the roof, moaning against his skin like an animal in a lack of attention, I literally melt against his boil, any more than I mm in torture is an eternity to me is condensed in the veins, and a pleasure to dense, visceral belly up from me, I know, I know, it's all wrong, I should not be here with him, should not be here to make me fuck!
But there are, because as soon as I see his eyes as I speak, make me think of obscene words whispered in a dark room, his hands that run through my body, and by now have learned step-by-step my weaknesses, you can do with me what he wants, and the worst thing is that I enjoy to make me do.
I love it, I can not help it.
Pants again with a drop of sweat down my face, I open my legs rubbing her nipples against the shirt Billie Joe, is rough, or maybe I'm being oversensitive, I do not care, I just know that I'm quivering with pure desire, I feel that I have a morbid need something to complete me, make me feel satisfied, which contrasts this feeling of ascent that can not control.
All this only with the fingers of Billie Joe to make me a saw.
We kiss. I taste her lips have a subtle flavor of cocoa, are soft, fleshy, pleasant to touch, to torture, to own, closing the mouth and allows him to enter his gets to tickle my tongue, and that bitch is no exception, narrows into a hot embrace, you try and let you rub and energize each other, I want it, want it, I ask.
gasping in a jerk when I feel I have touched the line between reality and delusion, I slumped against Billie urging him to go on with my moans, little miss, little miss so ...
And suddenly, everything stops. Billie Joe stops.
It takes me a bit 'to be aware, and when you understand where I am, I open my eyes and meet her, two emerald gems that I look languid, cat, I completely surround making me blush, I know that I spit, but the only thought that comes to me would be to attack him.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Billie ... >> Beg out of breath, no, can not do \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Please ... >>
She smiles at me and approaches me, putting that wonderful mouth to my ear.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The key is in the drawer. >>
... What! And before I ask, has already got out of bed, let me completely naked, handcuffed to the back button with an erection and still waiting.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;BILLIE JOE! >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sorry Jared . >> I am an amused smile, damn this shit! \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Believe me, it's so beautiful! >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;FUCK! >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not be afraid. >> She leaned toward me, running a hand through his hair, stroking his chin \u0026lt;\u0026lt;The next time to recover these. >> I
kisses a long, hot kiss that crushes me at all, then I spring greeting with a wave of his hand and leaves the room.
I knew it, being with him does not bring me anything good, ever! Should I stop myself be carried away by her sensuality, I should send him fuck when I came up with his fucking clear intentions, I end up in bed with the blonde sexiest of the evening, do not run in the room as if Billie we were rabbits in heat!
Why can not I resist?!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I hate that fucking-green eyes! >> Scream just to vent my frustration.
But then I know next time give me what I want. As usual.
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