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Title: I don't want more....Do I?
Author:(me)
Pairing: Billie/Gerard and Billie/Tre
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing! and this is very untrue!
Notes: This got stuck in my head when I was listening to one of My Chems new song's I would have
put the lyrics in but I can't remember what song it was when I had the image of the opening
scene; never mind hope you like. XD
Gerard lent against the head board; his left arm draped over his knee.
He was looking out the small sliver between the curtains, it was starting to just get light out now; taking a drag of his cigarette his eyes went back to the sleeping figure next to him.
It should have left by now; the jet black mop was lying scruffily huddled under the covers still.
It’s never there when he wakes up. He couldn’t understand it.
Finally giving up on the endless questions swirling round his head he nudged at the heap of covers.
A grunt comes from it.
The head turns to face him; jade eyes opening sleepily.
“What?” he demands.
“Shouldn’t you have left by now?” Gerard says quietly.
He scoots down to meet the jade eyes at the same level.
“Please don’t leave Billie.” Gerard’s eyes sparkle slightly.
Billie sighs “Oh, god! Gee no, tell me… you didn’t.”
His throat is dry; licking his lips he doesn’t say a word just looks away from the piercing jade orbs.
“I am married I have a family! You knew this was just…” he pauses watching Gerard pick at his nails.
Sighing he sits up “You’re just a kid; I can’t believe I thought this would be ok.”
“I am not a kid! There’s not that big an age difference.” He argues huffing.
“Gee; I-I didn’t mean it like that… I don’t know what I mean.” Billie gets out of bed grabbing his clothes that were so hurriedly discarded last night.
“Where you…oh just leave then.” Gerard grabs another cigarette; lighting it and inhaling; he sighs feeling the rush.
Once Billie’s thrown his clothes on; he sits back down on the bed; reaching an arm towards Gerard.
“Gee, as much as Adie doesn’t mind me having guys as fuck buddies; I am not about to have a wife and a boyfriend.” Billie tries his best but with nothing from the other singer he gets up a leaves Gerard with a kiss on the head and a muttered ‘sorry’
As the door shuts Billie can hear Gerard scream into his pillow; it wasn’t that well muffled.
He sighs heavily wishing he could do more but he can’t.
Wondering what to do is mind wonders to Tre; his always up about now; shoving his hands in his pockets he walks to the lift. He pushes the button.
Jumping in; he pushes Tre level.
It’s not long before his unlocking the door to Tre’s hotel room; its dark and the tele is on.
He spots Tre sat crossed legs on his bed staring at the cartoons; eating fruit loops.
“Hey Bill.” He doesn’t even look round; only when there’s no answer.
“Billie?”
Billie just stands still staring into space; he’s pulled back to reality as Tre throws a sock at him.
“Billie Joe Armstrong what the hell happened?” Yes, Tre knows where he’s been.
“Mike was right.” Billie whispered blinking; its then Tre stops shoving the food into his mouth. He sets the bowl down on the bedside table; and all but runs up to Billie throwing his arms around him.
Billie groans “Tre, please put on a shirt; before you turn me on.”
Tre just giggles “I can take you mind off him; you know how good I am at that.” He kisses Billie neck “It’s what you usually come here for… oh that or eyeliner.”
“Is it wrong that I want him?” Billie asks; Tre stops his feather light kisses on Billie’s neck.
“You want me don’t you?” Tre’s voice is small.
“Tre! I am being serous.”
“Well, so I am I, if you do… you know. What I am I going to do? I love to make you moan like a whore; god Billie” Tre spins round holding his head “Did you ever thing about what would happen to me?”
“To you?!” Billie almost yells; but remembers where he is and what time it is. “I’m really considering if I feel something for Gerard! And you are here worry about if you be able to get any!”
Billie huffs and walks over to Tre’s king size; flopping down on to the soft mattress.
“Billlllieee?” Tre crawls up him looking down at the distressed singer.
“Tre?” He opens his eyes to see the drummer grinning down at him; he groans grabbing Tre flipping them over; he presses his lips to Tre’s.
Pulling away he asks “Do you love me Tre?”
Tre never hesitates; never “Yes.” He pauses biting his lip “But not in the ‘I wanna have you’re babies’ kinda way… just the normal ‘I love you’ way, ya know.”
Billie smiles “I know. Now fuck me!” He says pulling the drummer down on top of him.
It’s not too long and their both naked; sweating; grinding; moaning.
Tre sloppily kisses Billie as he grabs for the lube he has somewhere; pulling away he dives under to bed his feet dangling in front of Billie “Ah ha!” he says as he pulls himself back; reattaching himself to Billie plump swollen lips.
Tre still surprises himself that he can kiss Billie as well as screw the top back on the lube; whilst he’s spreading in on his fingers. Anyway he stops thinking and just does; shoving two fingers into Billie.
He laughs as Billie gasps ‘bastard’ lips together again Tre adds another finger; Billie’s starting to moan that whorish moan. Tre just grins into the kiss.
“Now, Tre… oh yer…uhh,” he shudders as Tre takes his finger out.
“Tre…” Billie whines as he watches the drummer grabbing a condom; he snatches off him taking it and rolling in on Tre rock hard cock. Tre lets out a low groan as Billie’s hands linger a little longer.
He’s had it now; pushing Billie back down he attacks his lips feverishly. Positioning himself just right he pushes into Billie. They both shudder and moan.
It’s not that long and Tre is pounding in and out; hard and fast “Tre! Tre! Oh sweet Jesus, Tre!” Billie going all whorish on him again; driving Tre over the edge and he speeds up even faster; if that is possible.
He feels it coming the white hot liquid magma building inside of him and he comes hitting Billie’s sweet spot head on causing Billie to see stars and spill out on to their stomachs.
Tre pulls out of him getting up to throw the condom in the bin; Billie catches his breath and reaches over to grab a tissue to clean up.
Tre comes back grabbing his boxers and Billie’s; slipping back into the bed.
“Will this be the last time?” He asks sounding a little sad; handing Billie his boxers; he puts them on.
Then taking Tre’s face in his hands he kisses him sweetly.
“I don’t know Tre.”
“Billie?”
“Yer.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too Tre.”
They cuddle as the watch the sun slowly lighten the room.
It’s not long before their both asleep.