"I'm Batman."

Pairings: Batman/Joker, mentions of Spiderman/Captain America... haha... okay, no. Gerard Way/Frank Iero, mentions of Mikey Way/Bob Bryar


Warnings: language.

Summary: The point is that we have to dress up as some comic book heroes, which would be funny if it would be Halloween or we would be fucking five-year-old kids, but no. We are seventeen for fuck’s sake!

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“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked from Mikey who looked at me and rolled his eyes:

“Oh c’mon Frankie! It will be fun.”

“Yeah, if you’re five.” I sighed and finished my Joker costume with purple gloves. Mikey had made me promise to him that I’d go with him to some Ray kid’s birthday party. I think he’s Mikey’s new crush. But anyways, that’s not the point. The point is that we have to dress up as some comic heroes, which would be funny if it would be Halloween or we would be fucking five-year-old kids, but no. We are seventeen for fuck’s sake and this Ray kid is turning 20.  And here I am, dressed up as Joker and waiting for Mikey to get dressed so that we could get going and I would get home early enough to… well what ever.

“Frank please… it’s not that horrible! We’ll have fun. And you love Halloween and dressing as something cool.” Mikey looked at me over his glasses that were too low on the bridge of his nose.

“But it’s not Halloween! There’s like 100 degrees warm out there! And Halloween is scary and dark, not bright and happy like fucking summer.” I glared at Mikey and huffed. Mikey just shook his head and walked into the bathroom. Now I was getting curious about what he was gonna be. Fuck.

“Mikeeeeeeey… What are you going to be?” I bounced to the doorway.

“Hah. Am I hearing enthusiasm in your voice Franklin dear?” Mikey turned to look at me and smiled widely.

“Well… maybe a little…. But what is it? Who are you? Tell me, tell me, tell me, Milkyway.” but before he could say anything I got it: “Ahhh… Spiderman! I knew it!” Mikey just laughed and took his mask from the counter.

“I’m ready now. Are you?” he asked and walked pass me to the living room.

“As ready as I can be.” I sighed and followed him out of their house and to the car.

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“Mikeyyyyyyyyyyy…!” a tall guy dressed up as Superman opened the door and pulled Mikey into a tight hug.

“Hello Ray. Ummm… this is Frank.” Mikey gestured towards me.

“Hello dude! Oh cool! Joker! And Mikey… You look awesome!” Ray gave a huge hug to me too and then turned towards Mikey again: “He’s in the kitchen…” he winked and disappeared to the crowd.

“C’mon!” I heard Mikey’s voice over the music as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me somewhere. I didn’t have any time to look around before he had pulled me into a small kitchen and was in the arms of Captain fucking America.

“Bob wow… you look… good.” I heard him mutter to the huge man. Maybe Ray wasn’t Mikey’s new crush… and beside Captain America and Mikey the Spiderman stood no one else but Batman. And though I couldn’t see his whole face he still looked damn hot. And from that moment on Mikey totally forgot that I even exist. But somehow I didn’t mind cause after I had wondered around the house to find something to drink and after I had talked with Ray about guitars and Mikey’s new crush for probably more than thirty minutes I got back to the kitchen and:

“Hello, Joker.” The guy dressed up as Batman said and I could see a grin playing on his lips.

“Well hello. May I ask your name?” I replayed with a wide smirk on my face.

“I’m Batman.” he answered. Of course. He’s Batman. I laughed slightly and rolled my eyes:

“Oh c’mon…”

“Well you tell me. What’s your name?” Batman smiled widely and by the tone of his voice I could tell that he was flirting with me.

“You can call me... Joker. And as you can see, I'm a very happy person. So yes, it's me, Sugar bumps.”  I smiled and let out a sarcastic laugh. Batman just looked at me. Then he smiled:

“Someone has done his homework, I see.”

“You can say so. But tell me, Batman, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” I grinned and touched the back of his hand with my fingertips.

“No. I haven’t.” Batman answered to me and turned his hand around, grabbing my hand with it. Then he pulled me close and whispered: “But I would like to try if the devil means you…” my breath got caught into my throat. I looked up to see a pair of hazelbrown eyes that were staring right into mine and he slowly lowered his head so that our noses were almost touching. “If Mr. Joker allows me to do that…”

“I think Mr. Joker allows the mighty Batman to do anything he wants… this time…” I felt like I could melt into his arms. He closed the small distance between our lips and kissed me softly. I was in heaven and I felt like fucking bats were flying in my stomach.

“What do you say if we get out of here?” Batman asked and looked me in the eyes.

“I’ve always wanted to take a ride with the Batmobile...” I whispered and let him lead me out of the kitchen and out of the house.

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...I think there'll be a second part to this, but I'm not 100% sure. we'll see. 

it's been a while and I'm sorry.... but here I am again. :) 

xo

Push the emergency stop

Pic for the fic. ^_________^

Gerard is a bastard in this but as we all know he makes it up for Frankie in the end... ;3

the next few posts will probably be mostly pictures cause I've been having all kinds of thins to do and worry about and I haven't had time to write, but I'll figure out something.

And I'd also love to hear what you guys think about my writing/drawings. ^__________^

xoxo

Push the emergency stop 2/2

                    

                  

                      
                   Pairings: Frank Iero/ Gerard Way, Mikey Way/ Bob Bryar 
                   Warnings: language, sex 
                   Summary:What happens when Gerard decides to stop the elevator...

 

 

“Hey… you’re Michael, right?” Mikey nodded. “Mr. Byrar said that if we see you, we should tell you that he’s free for whatever you had in mind.” Frank said and smiled. Mikey blushed hardly and turned his eyes to the floor.

“What do you mean with “we”?” Mikey asked timidly after a while.

“Me and the annoying red-head-“ Frank was surprised to see Mikey scrunch his nose and mutter something about ‘fucking whore Gerard’. He looked at Mikey, confused, and Mikey shook hi head:

“Gerard is my big brother and he knows about my ridiculous crush on Bob… erm… Mr. Bryar. What he doesn’t know is that I actually have and sex-affair with him and… Oh my God! Why am I telling this to you? I’m so sorry… me and my big mouth and a fucking good brain-mouth-connection… damn… sorry!”  Mikey blushed again.

“No, it’s okay.” Frank smiled and patted Mikey’s shoulder.

“Well… I gotta go. I’m so sorry.” Mikey flashed a quick, timid smile to Frak and walked towards the elevator. Suddenly he stopped and turned around: “What’s your name, by the way?”

“Frank Iero.” Frank answered and smiled widely.

“Well. Nice to meet you Frank, I’m Mikey Way.” Mikey laughed and walked away.

“Weird kid… but I can see why boss is having sex with him…” Frank thought and opened the door to his own office. “Holy shit!” he said loudly when he was the huge mess of paper on his desk.

“Is something wrong?” Frank heard a woman’s voice from his door.

“Yes. Why in fuck’s sake is my desk full of shit?” he turned to face a small woman, who was still standing there.

“Well I don’t know, but there’s no need for you to use that kind of language, young man.” she looked shocked when Frank opened his mouth again:

“I fucking swear when ever I fucking want! I guess you have better things to do than stare at me pissing off so get the fuck out of here. Please.” the older woman left the room quickly and was soon replaced with a huge afro and a laughing man.

“So… you’re Frank Iero?” he asked and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

“Yes. And you are?” Frank glared at the man.

“I’m Ray. Ray Toro.” The man said and smiled.

“Well… nice to meet you Ray. I hope she’s not scarred for the rest of her life.” Frank smiled and took his jacket off.

“She might be, but not for the firs time. Our dear boss is not so well mannered… and what comes to Gerard Way and me… no. It’s not her first time.”

“Hi Ray. Umm… Frank, Mr. Bryar has something he wants to talk to you about.” Mikey appeared to stand next to Ray.

“All righty. I’ll come.” Frank smiled and grabbed his jacked from his chair. “I’ll deal with this fucking mess later. See ya, guys.”

“See you, Frank. I need your help Mikes.” Ray said and left with Mikey and Frank headed towards the elevator. On the floor 28 the elevator stopped and when the doors slid open a tall red head walked in:

“Yeah, I’ll check it when I come back. Mr. Bryar had something he wanted to talk about.”

“Fuckshitmotherfuckingfuck!” was Frank’s first thought when Gerard walked in.

“Oh hi, Frank. Where are you going?”

“Why would you be interested where the fucking midget is going?” Frank snapped and turned his back to Gerard. Suddenly the elevator stopped. “What the fuck happened?!” Frank turned back to Gerard.

“I pushed the fucking emergency stop.” Gerard said with a smug grin.

“And why in hell did you do that?” Frank (once again) glared at Gerard.

“God he’s sexy when he’s angry…” Gerard thought before saying: “Cause I wanna… talk. Look, Frank, I didn’t mean what I said. I…”

“Make this fucking thing move again or I’ll punch your pretty little teeth to your ass or something!” Frank looked like he could actually do it but Gerard didn’t care.

“God… you’re so damn hot when you’re angry, Frank.” Gerard took a step closer to Frank, who was confused. Gerard took one more step, squeezing Frank between himself and the wall.

“Gerard, what the fuck are you—“ and then Gerard kissed him. At first Frank tried to push him away but Gerard just grabbed his wrists and held him in his place. When Frank wasn’t fighting anymore, Gerard slid his tongue along Frank’s lower lip and tried to get Frank open his mouth. Frank sighed but didn’t resist and let Gerard’s tongue slide into his mouth. Gerard was surprised when he was slammed into the opposite wall and Frank’s hand found it’s way to rub Gerard’s crotch. Gerard tilted his head back and Frank attacked his neck with his lips. Frank kept on rubbing and sucking until he heard Gerard’s begging voice:

“Oh God Frank… fuck me. Please…”

“What? Now? Here?” Frank looked at Gerard who looked like he was going to cry if Frank said no. Frank wanted to laugh. He kissed Gerard again and Gerard opened Frank’s pants. Frank started to work Gerard’s pants open and when he looked down he couldn’t do anything but stare.

“You’re not wearing any underwear.”

“I know.” Gerard said and flashed a grin.

“Umm… okay. That’s… erm… you have… I mean that… uh.” Frank’s cheeks got pink. “Huge.”

“What?” Gerard laughed.

“Umm… nothing. Just thinking out loud.” Frank looked away and bit his lower lip.

“Stop blushing like a teenage girl and fuck me already.” Gerard said rolling his eyes. Frank looked at him and the impression on his face changed quickly. Frank lifted Gerard’s other leg around his waist and Gerard wrapped it tightly around him and within seconds Gerard let out a surprised and pained moan when Frank pushed into him very roughly. Frank grinned at Gerard and kissed him as he fucked Gerard into the wall…

“Where the fuck are Gerard and Frank?! And why isn’t this fucking piece of shit working?” Mr. Bryar growled as he and poor little Mikey were standing in front of the elevator.

“Michael, I thought that I told you to—“

“Bob I did! I swear I did. At first I went to tell to Gerard that you wanted to talk and then I went to find Frank and told him to come over here too. Then I helped Ray and came back here.”

“I’m sorry Mikey… I just… sorry.” Mr. Bryar stroked Mikey’s cheek gently and kissed his lips after he had made sure there was no one around.

“It’s alright Bob.” Mikey smiled and leaned against Mr. Bryar’s hand. “Oh, now the elevator moves…”

“Oh… fuck. This—this thing moves…” Frank panted as he pushed into Gerard’s ass once more.

“Shit…” Gerard moaned as he came all over Frank’s bare stomach (thank god Gerard had opened his shirt…). Frank came right after and after a while of hard breathing and leaning to Gerard’s shoulder he managed to close his pants and shirt. He helped Gerard to pull his pants back on just after he had closed Gerard’s belt the elevator stopped on the floor 32 and the doors slid open.

“Where the hell have you been?” Mr. Bryar asked when he saw the two men.

“Stuck in a fucking elevator.” they both said and laughed. Mikey and Mr. Bryar looked at each other and Mikey shrugged.

The end ^_______^