Baby it's cold outside

yes I know that this is not the second part to Push the emergency stop, but I had to post this cause it's Christmas. I'll post the second part to Push the emergency stop after X-mas. ^________^
But merry Christmas ya all! <3

                 
                
                   Pairing: You'll see... ;)
                   Warnings: I guess you don't find anything to be warned about... :) 
                   Summary: It's cold outside...

  “I really have to go now, baby…” he looked at me with his beautiful eyes. It always melted my heart and I didn’t ever want to let him go.

“Don’t go… not yet. I’ve been waiting to see you for so long.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him a little closer to me. He looked at me and smiled:

“Dad will be mad if I don’t…” I put my finger to his lips.

“Shhhhh… he doesn’t mind.” I wrapped my other hand around his hips and hugged him tightly. He just rolled his eyes and kissed my jaw briefly.

“But I really should…” I interrupted him once again:

“I want you to stay. And baby, it’s cold outside.” I batted my lashes.

“Well okay, one drink and than I’ll go.” He smiled and I hurried to pour us something to drink. He was sitting on the couch and smiling beautifully. I sat down on the couch, not too close to him, and handed him the drink. He took it and thanked me. I moved a little closer and took his hand to mine. He smiled and kissed my cheek. I wanted him to stay forever but much too soon he was leaving again:

“I really can’t stay.” he stroked my cheek and I leaned into the touch.

“But the weather is just terrible and there’s no way I can get you a cab…” I gave him puppyeyes.

“Oh please, honey. I’ve had so much fun but I must go now.” He turned to look away and smiled.

“But you’ll freeze out there… and what if you get sick? I don’t want you to die.” I stepped in front of him and took his hands and pressed them against my chest.

“What if you borrow me a coat? Look, darling, my father will be really mad if I won’t be home by midnight. And I’m not gonna die, you silly.” he lifted his other hand to my cheek.

“Please stay. It’s cold outside. And you don’t wanna make me sad, do you?” I tilted my head to his hand. He moved his thumb over my cheekbone and looked like he was thinking really hard. Than he shook his head:

“No… I’d rather make father mad than make you sad, honey.” he smiled and his eyes were sparkling.

“Hmmmm… You’re beautiful, darling.” I nuzzled my nose to his neck.

“Oh, thank you.” I tried to kiss his lips but he lifted his fingers in front of my mouth and smiled: “Oh but Mr. Anderson! Behave yourself.” he laughed.

“Oh baby, how many times do I have to tell you that it’s Blaine for you.”

“At least thousand times, my love… here’s quite cold, by the way…” suddenly he was walking around the couch.

“I could warm you up…” I hurried behind him. I tried to pull him close but he was quicker than me and slipped further away when I reached for his hand. “Ah… c’mon.” he giggled and looked at me over his shoulder:

“Catch me, than you can warm me up.” he winked.

“Oh yes I will…” I murmured. He ran up the stairs and I followed him. I found him from my bedroom where he was sitting on the bed and smiling widely. I walked to stand in front of him and smiled. “Gosh… your lips look so delicious… could I just kiss you, baby?”

“I ought to say no sir… but…”

“Oh, beautiful, please…” I bent down a little, breathing warmly against his lips.

“At least I’m gonna say that I tried…” his eyes fluttered closed as I lowered my head to kiss him softly.

“Hmmm… you warm enough?” I hummed against his lips.

“Come closer, please…?” he sighed and tugged at my tie. I sat down beside him and pulled him closer to me still kissing him gently.

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“Hm… It’s getting warmer…” I purred and nuzzled his ear when we were lying under the blankets and holding each other tightly.

“Mm… its cold out there…” he hid his face to the crook of my neck.

“Couldn’t you stay all night, baby…?” I kissed the top of his head.

“Well… I really shouldn’t but… alright.” he lifted his head and smiled at me.

“I love you, Kurt. I’ll make it worth your while, baby…” I bit down his neck to his shoulder.

“I… love you too. Ahh… do that again…”

“Hmm… merry Christmas, darling.”

“Merry Christmas…”

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     Have a very Glee Christmas!   <3

Push the emergency stop 1/2

    

      Pairings: Frank Iero/ Gerard Way, Mikey Way/ Bob Bryar

Warnings: language, sex

Summary:What happens when Gerard decides to stop the elevator...

“That must be the new worker our boss was talking about…” Gerard thought when he was standing in elevator. The man who was standing back towards him was short and thin and he had really short, brown hair. The elevator door opened and a tall, blonde woman walked in:

“Gooood morning Gerard!” she said happily and smiled.

“Oh… hi Camilla.” Gerard returned the smile. On the next floor he got out of the elevator and Camilla followed him.

“Was that the new guy?” Gerard asked when they were walking down the hallway.

“Oh yes, he was! And oh my god, did you see how adorable and hot he was!” Camilla was so exited. But than her voice changed: “But did you see how he was dressed?” Gerard shook his head, asking her to continue. “He had a black suit- which is not bad- but than he had these old Converses and he didn’t have a tie. And he was carrying a MESSENGER BAG. Only teenage boys use those things.” Gerard just stared at Camilla and after a while he started to laugh:

“Oh Cam… what does it matter if he doesn’t have a tie or if he does have a messenger bag? It doesn’t make him a bad person.” Camilla rolled her eyes and was about to say something. “And I think it’s kinda cute.” Gerard added and smiled.

“But he looks like a kid and no woman wants to date a--- wait… what did you say?” Camilla’s eyes widened.

“I said that he looks cute. So what? You know that I’m gay.” Camilla just rolled her eyes again and sighed.

“Gerard!” Gerard spun around when he heard someone calling his name.

“Yes, Mr. Bryar?” he looked at his HUGE boss.

“Come with me.”

“This is Frank Iero.” Mr. Bryar said and waved his hand towards the small man standing in front of his desk. “He’s young and I hope that you, Gerard, would help him to start here.”

“How young actually?” Gerard asked and tried not to smirk. Mr. Bryar was just about to answer when the small man opened his pretty mouth and snapped:

“I’m twenty-one. And how old are you? Like… fifty or what Mr…?”his dark eyes were shooting daggers at Gerard. Gerard just smiled at Frank:

“Way. Gerard Way. And I’m twenty-six, to be correct.” Gerard said and grinned. “You look like you’re sixteen, midget.” he added in his head and turned towards Mr. Bryar: “Of course I can help this young man to start his career in your company.”

“Thank you Gerard. And now, can you show Frank where his office is?” Mr. Bryar smiled warmly at both men. This time they were interrupted by Mr. Bryar’s secretary, Michael (or Mikey, who was also Gerard’s little brother):

“Bo—uh… excuse me Mr. Bryar.” Mikey looked a bit embarrassed, or at least that was what Gerard thought. “Oh… hi Gerard.” Mikey waved awkwardly when Gerard greeted him.

“Is it something important, Mikey?” Mr. Bryar asked from Mikey, but Mikey just shook his head and muttered something like “it can wait” or “I can wait” and walked out of the office.

“Mikey, huh…?” Gerard grinned, looking like and idiot.

“So… where was I?” Mr. Bryar’s cheeks got a little more color on them as usual. “Oh yes… Frank’s office is on floor 26, third door on the left. And Gerard… if you see Michael, please tell him that I’m free for what ever he had in mind.”

“Of course.” Gerard smirked and walked out of Mr. Bryar’s office. Frank followed him not-so-willingly.

“Why are you smiling like motherfucking retard?” he asked when they were in the elevator.

“Why do you ask, midget?” Gerard slapped his hand over his mouth. Oh. My. God.

“I’m not a fucking midget, you sonofabitch!” Gerard was sure that Frank’s glare was going to kill him in any minute.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it.” he bit his lip.

“Save it you motherfucking slut.” Frank snapped. “I guess I’ll find my office without your help, thanyouveryfuckingmuch.” he growled through his teeth as the elevator doors opened on floor 28.

“No, wait! I’m sorry. I really am.” Gerard grabbed Frank’s arm. “And it’s on floor 26…”

Frank stopped and turned to look at Gerard: “I can use the stairs, you asshole. I’m not an idiot.”

“Yeah, but…” Gerard was interrupted by Camilla:

“Gerard! I need your help.”

“Not right now, Cam!” Gerard sighed.

“What?” Camilla came to the doorway.

“He is coming.” Frank answered, walked back in to the elevator and pushed Gerard out. Gerard just stood there, mouth wide open as the elevator doors slid shut in front of him. Frank got to the floor 26 and was about to open his door when Mikey walked pass him.

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