Title: Vampire Gore Fest
Pairings: Frank/Gerard, Frank/Mikey, Frank/Bob, Frank/Ray allso may be other pairings
Summary: A little to the left of the RD AU. My Chemical Romance are all vampires, Frank is a fertile again but is the submissive to the whole band. Oh and Bob is still part of the band, I miss Bobbert.
Disclaimer: Don’t own anyone.
Warnings: Bdsm, blood play, violence, gore, dark humour, possible non-con, male-preg,
Notes: This may get weird. Con-crit is welcome but remember this is meant to be fun. So I don’t mind up if I end up making people laugh with out meaning to. Comments are great because I like talking to you guys, and I get lonely.
Frank smiled as he woke up with Bob spooned up behind him. He loved the feeling of Bob’s strong arm wrapped around his waist. He ached but that was a pleasant reminder of the night that himself and Bob had spent together. That and the bite marks that in no doubt marred his pale throat.
He sat up trying not to wake Bob, but it was no use because he felt Bob’s arm snake around his waist and pull him back into the warm confines of the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Bob growls playfully, flipping them over so he had Frank pinned under him.
“I was going to make coffee,” Frank laughs enjoying the feeling of being pinned under the large vampire.
Frank smiled as Bob’s lips met his and they shared a slow kiss, not at all like the rough kisses they shared last night.
They pulled apart has they heard someone swearing in the main lounge. Frank guessed it was Gerard; Gerard was always throwing these major diva bitch fits. Bob sighed before getting up to see what happened, Frank followed suite pulling on a pair of pyjama bottoms and a lose t shirt. It wasn’t like the whole band hadn’t seen him naked but it didn’t sound like Gerard was shouting at another one of the band.
Frank followed Bob into the main living area of the bus to see a blood cow sobbing on the floor. It was wearing an iron collar that meant it was a submissive. A human that liked being bitten by a Dom, Frank always thought how stupid a human must be to want this life.
It wasn’t like being a vampire submissive like he was. A vampire couldn’t care less about what happened to a human submissive. Frank had heard about vampires having relationships with humans, but a vampire Dom would always be abusive to a human, and sooner or later a vampire’s fertile clan would put the end to a fertile having a relationship with a human.
Frank had never even looked at a human in a sexual way; he never even had a human as a friend. He came from a powerful clan and he knew that it would never be aloud. It was drilled into him from a very early age that humans just weren’t good enough.
Damn his clan was so powerful he was classed as royalty. Hell if anyone messed with him he didn’t just have four powerful doms behind him, he had one of the most powerful clans backing him up.
“What did it do?” Bob asked looking down at the human with distaste.
“It was sick on the floor, it’s disgusting,” Gerard spat looking at the vomit on the living area floor.
Frank looked at the human who did look very sick and then to the vomit on the floor before backing away slightly.
“Umm what if it got some bug or something, you know my immune system isn't as strong as a doms,” Frank whispered. He was the one that normally cleaned the bus, but they were no way he was cleaning up a human’s vomit.
“Frankie its ok babe, Mikey sort of wondered what would happen if he made it eat gone off food, its food poisoning,” Gerard laughed walking over to Frank and wrapping his arms around Frank’s waist.
“Well Mikey can clean it up then,” Bob said still looking disgusted.
“Clean what up?” Mikey said walking in.
“The human was sick on the floor, you really didn’t think making it sick through did you,” Gerard scoffed.
Mikey looked at the mess on the floor and wrinkled his nose. “I’m not cleaning it up,”
“Well Frankie isn’t doing it,” Bob said looking at Mikey sternly. “It’s one thing that Frankie cleans up after us, but its disrespectful having him clean up after a human,”
Frank smiled at Bob. He was an old fashioned Dom. He had very set ideas on how doms and fertiles should act. He also believed that a fertile cleaning up after a human was wrong, as submissive as most fertiles were Bob believed that no fertile should be submissive to a human, let alone a fertile that was his submissive.
“Of course not, I just get another human to clean it up,” Mikey smiled. “Maybe lick it up,”
“Don’t you dare Mikey, I think I would be sick if I saw that,” Frank said.
“Fine we get a human to clean, while we go and eat breakfast, how does that sound,” Mikey asked raising an eyebrow at Frank.
“That sounds better,” Frank said stepping around the human before getting off the bus.
“Bratty sub,” Mikey called after him, but Frank being the bratty sub that he was bobbed his tongue out at Mikey before walking to the catering tent.