Chapter One- I wanna know him better

Author's Note

Hello to all, I'd just like to say a few things before you read on. This fan fiction has been on my mind for a while, it's definitely took up most of my time, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes as the plot was confusing me slightly. I'd also like to remind readers that this is rated M for explicit sex and language, and possible violence. Anyhow, enjoy! xoxox

General POV

"Give it to me, give it to me, baby, please!" the pleading voice rang out, filling the apartment, the desperate notes ringing in the listener's ears..

"I'll give it to you when I fucking please, you whore!" came the answering growl.

"Baby, you know you want me, baby, please, do it to me!"

"Fine! You whore, this is gonna hurt you like you deserve, I'm gonna tear you in fucking two, you bitch, but you'll like that, won't you, won't you, you little fuck!" Iero's harsh snarl made the listeners flinch, despite how used to it they were.

Mikey looked at his boyfriend, Bob, and raised his eyebrows, smirking slightly, then looked at his wristwatch. Bob shook his head, a soft smile playing on his handsome features.

"Three…two…" Mikey counted down softly, then smirked again,

"One"

Right on cue, there was a sharp squeal and a loud grunt, clearly meaning that the business had started.

"God, yes, take me like that, take me like the dirty little whore I am!" came the wail of pleasure.

"Keep your whore mouth shut, you bitch, before I fucking gag you!" Iero almost roared.

Bob spluttered slightly, biting his lip to prevent himself laughing, and handed a bundle of notes to Mikey, graciously accepting that he had lost their bet..

"Twenty minutes until it started? How the hell did you guess that?" he coughed slightly, giggling to himself. Mikey shrugged modestly.

"That's Tony, he's a regular here. He comes round every month. Give it five to ten minutes, and he'll finish, and then Iero will punish him, usually by some form of oral sex, for being so damn early. You'd think Tony would get bored after a while, but he likes it that way." explained Mikey, examining his neatly painted nails and smoothing down a raggedy edge.

Bob shuddered slightly and cocked an eyebrow.

"Guess I've got to get used to this, then"

Mikey nodded "Yup. But it's not too bad, really. Sometimes it's nice to have something to get off to, it can be quite hot, but when it's like this it's a little weird."

"You have me to get you off, baby" smiled Bob with a sleazy wink. Mikey giggled flirtatiously and licked his lips, coyly fluttering his eyelashes.

They two sat in silence for a while, Bob quietly reading a copy of Good House Keeping and Mikey painting his toe nails a pretty shade of lemon yellow.

There was a sudden cry of "Iero, oh, oh, like that, don't stop, don't…ohh…oohhhh…" and then a loud growl.

"You fucking useless slut, you pathetic whore!" snarled Iero.

Mikey quickly stood up, holding his feet out awkwardly because of his still drying nails.

"You wanna leave? This is where it gets awkward." Mikey said, biting his lip.

Bob looked curiously at Mikey.

"How so?" he asked. Mikey fidgeted slightly, blushing.

"Tony always tries to hit on me and it's embarrassing" he said quickly. Bob giggled quietly and stood up, and kissed Mikey on the ear.

"Wanna go to your room?" he whispered seductively. Mikey's eyes widened and he nodded, and led Bob to his bedroom, moving quickly despite his toenails.

As soon as they had disappeared, Tony and Iero came in to the sitting room, Tony dressed in shorts and a vest with tragic sandals, and Iero in a leather waist coat and trousers, a large handful of cash bundled in his hand.

"You're good to me, Iero" rasped Tony in his high, scratchy voice, running a hand through his short hair. Iero nodded curtly, and led Tony to the door.

"Thank you and goodbye" he said sharply, closing the door on the lanky twenty five year old. Iero shoved the cash in to his trousers, and made his way to his room.

The apartment he shared with his two friends was spacious and almost luxurious, the money from his clients and dead uncle had seen Iero off nicely. His room was at the bottom of the corridor, a large, homely affair, very different to his 'office'. Iero took the cash from his pocket, and tucked it away in his hiding place before stripping himself naked and throwing his sweaty leathers in a corner. He made his way to his shower, and soon was standing underneath jets of hot water.

As he ran his hands over his body, he thought on his encounter with Tony. How every one was the same. How he never finished, Iero never finished with his clients. He never felt he could, but that did nothing to ease his frustrations, nothing did. He had only trusted his own hands to take him to full orgasmic bliss, he was wary of any one else. So wary. He was helpless when he came, how could he trust another person to be there with him when he did? Iero sighed softly, and gently wrapped a hand around his length, drawing a moan from himself as he moved his hand up and down in the familiar pattern that would lead him to finishing.

Within the next twenty minutes, Iero was dressed in a tight shirt and skinny jeans, and was sitting at the kitchen table, reading his emails from a client. He closed down his laptop, and lets out a weary sigh, sipping his coffee and running a hand through his hair. He jumped suddenly as a dark figure walked past him, and quickly regained his composure as he recognized his room mate, Gerard.

Leaning forward on the table slightly, Iero gazed at Gerard as he soundlessly made himself coffee. Gerard was around the same age as Iero, and was always quiet and kept to himself. Iero had only heard him speak a handful of times in a soft whisper. Gerard had always kept Iero guessing, he had no idea what his voice sounded like properly, what his body looked like, or how he looked without make up, what his smile was like, or how he looked naked, and his sexual preferences were completely unknown. Gerard had never had a girl or guy over and when ever the subject came up, he would leave or say nothing.

"Hi, Gerard" Iero said in a careful voice. Gerard reacted like a cat to a fire work, jumping about two foot in to the air and letting out a gasp, turning round quickly to face Iero. Iero, who was slightly startled at the reaction, sat up quickly, frowning slightly in concern. Gerard looked at Iero for a split second before looking back down at the floor again, panting slightly.

"Gerard?" Iero tried. Gerard twisted his hands together nervously.

"Yeah" he whispered in that soft murmur.

"You okay?" Iero said cautiously.

"Fine, 'm fine" came the quiet mutter. Iero shrugged and walked over to the sink to put his coffee cup there, causing Gerard to flinch and back away slightly. Iero was slightly worried, despite how anxious and quiet his room mate always was, he was never normally this uptight. Knowing that he wouldn't get an answer, Iero left, making his way to his room.

"I'd love to get to know you more, Gerard" Iero sighed to himself, running his hand through his hair.

And there's chapter one for you all! Thank you so much for reading. I'd be so grateful for reviews! xoxox