He looked tempting, bitten. He did something touching, bitten. He looked annoyed, bitten. I loved to bite him, it was like my greatest display of affection, Gerard didn't resist either and openly admitted that he liked me. I mean, they weren't strong bites but more of a pinch.

Gerard was asleep next to me on the bed, face down, I took the opportunity to climb on his burly back and gently bit his shoulder to wake him up, we had classes.

"Wake up, we're getting late" I murmured

"Mhm..." was his only answer