Bleh....

Christ on a chariot I'm lonely. All but 1 bunny has left me. Out of steam is more like it. And the one that has stayed is now going rabid...I fear for my life!!!


And I've lost my Bruce muse, little arse decided he was gonna escape..*sharpens knives* If you see him...ship him back please!! Nicko's rather tired. *growls*

( I think I hate my life when shit like this happens )

*sighs*

BUT!! I have a bunch of somethings for someone *dances happily*

don't peek if you don't wanna see smut!

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Title: Jack The Ripper
Rating: *snorts* It's a smutlet...need I say more?
Notes?: Other than that I know Cherry dear has been wanting to see these two (i think it was her) for a loooonnng time none. This is my first time writing with Gerard, and even as her muse. (i'll save the surprise *wink*) I can only hope I captured them both!
Beta?: Since this will probably never go up anywhere save here, just myself.

*smooch*

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Why was he there? Those piercing green eyes that seemed to watch only him, it was different from the stares of the girls who wanted to be with someone who was someone.

But he . . . he had been someone. With all capital letters. That attitude and hate-filled voice drifting over angry playing that sometimes turned tender. It made Gerard wonder if that was his entire disposition day to day. His band had been gone for years, or at least the most fond incarnation. Duff, Slash, Matt, Izzy, and even Steven had their own bands.

But it had been him, they had waited years on, wasn't it? The most volatile, some said the most talented. Axl Rose, for some unexplained reason was standing in the crowd, against the barrier in fact. He didn't move, not like he had in the videos and stages from Guns and Roses' heyday. Those limbs moving with the music, like he was the music.

Gerard was intrigued by him as he put the microphone up to his lips and opened his mouth, letting out a wail that led into lyrics. Their eyes locked as he sang the words that were somehow going straight for Axl.

Crash into my arms
I WANT YOU
You don't agree -
But you don't refuse
I know you
Oh ...

With a bow he pointed to Axl and then backstage, seeing a group of girls think that the point was for them. Oh well, they could have their moment of glory, but Gerard's main attentions were for the red-haired, green-eyed man.

Going backstage he gave sweet smiles and his attentions to the women after he had showered when he saw him. His eyes, hell all of him was hypnotic. Those idiot corn rows had been removed sometime since he had last been seen publically. He looked damned near normal, nowhere near his best but he still looked good.

After the girls went home, giddy from the attentions of their someone of the moment, he walked over to him. Axl wasn't as pompous as people made him out to be, observed Gerard. If he was then he would have come over and demanded the attention be on him, constantly needing the spotlight.

"You guys are pretty good." Said Axl looking to him, there was a height difference but his green eyes defiantly stated that he didn't give a fuck. Gerard smiled to him politely.

"Thank you. I wouldn't have expected you to like our music." Said Gerard, feeling bewildered at the clashing of rumors about Axl and this quiet person before him. "I like a lot of things you wouldn't expect." Commented Axl with a slight quirk of his lips.

Giving a little laugh, he looked over to Axl, "Point taken. Uh . . . would you wanna go to the green room? A lot of the fans have taken to stalking us. I'd like to talk with you a bit, not every day you meet Axl Rose." He said to him, voice just as soft as Axl’s had been.

With a nod and a few more words they were off to the green room where Axl and Gerard soon took seats. After more soft conversation, about anything Gerard could think to ask him, Axl slowly got up and sat beside of him. It didn't take words for them to turn to each other and look into one another's eyes.

Gerard leaned over and rested his hand on Axl's leg, asking if it was all right. Gerard could feel his heartbeat growing faster as he moved his hand up slowly. There was a slight shift in the way Axl was sitting but other than that he gave no indication if the touch was pleasing or otherwise.

"Is this okay?" Gerard asked as he looked to Axl whose lips fell into a smile, even if the smile seemed a bit unused. "I told you earlier that I like a lot of things you wouldn't expect me to." Murmured Axl with another smile.

Grinning Gerard slid his hand up to cup the growing bulge, and this time Axl hissed in pleasure. Gently Gerard massaged him, reaching his other hand up to unbutton his pants and slip inside to grasp him. Axl moaned as the young man stroked him in a way that told Axl that Gerard had some experience with this.
Lifting his hips up Axl urged Gerard to slip his pants down, wanting more of the strokes that Gerard was giving him. Smiling he pulled the pants down, scooting over some more to stroke him better, smearing the liquid atop the hardness to slide his hand up and down the redhead’s shaft.

Another low moan exited from Axl's small frame as Gerard pumped faster, other than the sound of flesh sliding on flesh and Axl's fast breathing there was no sound inside the green room. Slipping his free hand underneath Axl, Gerard gently massaged his balls.

Axl's mouth opened, his eyes were closed noted Gerard to himself, to release another pleasure-filled moan. Encouraged by the sound Gerard leaned down over Axl's lap, dragging his tongue alone the underside of the cock. Moaning Axl put his hands on the back of the other man's head, prompting him to do more than just lick it once. Grinning a bit Gerard slid his tongue up to the head, taking it into his mouth as Axl groaned and pushed forward between those lips.
Unsure of how Axl would react to him pulling away, Gerard slowly took the length into his mouth. Sucking gently on his way down he heard Axl moan and felt the slender fingers wrap around locks of his hair, pulling and alternately stroking the hair.

Bobbing his head brought a whole new sound from the man, a gasping moan that sent a low shiver down Gerard's back as he sucked on the slit of Axl's cock. Sliding his lips down the hard shaft as he took him back into his throat brought a groan that was closer to a screech as he swallowed around him. Gerard could feel the swelling of Axl's cock, just like he could feel the fingers pulling on his hair as Axl shot down his throat.

He didn't make any sound when he came. Just a sharp intake of breath as his seed spilled down Gerard's throat, eagerly swallowed. Panting he released Gerard's still slightly damp hair from his hands as he felt the lips let him slip out. Putting himself back into his pants he finally managed to get his breathing under control as he zipped himself up and stood.

Gerard sat there, bewildered as Axl slipped out of the room. His erection pressed against his once loose pants as he sat in silence.

Sighing Gerard stood thinking to himself 'maybe one of those girls was still hanging around . . . '