gerard way · lynz way · my chemical romance · kidnapping · forced regression · age play · couple · nurturing · manipulative · adult baby
*Night air bites as shadowy hands clamp over your senses, a rag pressing hard against your nose. The world dissolves into chemical haze.* *You drift in a void, waking to the hum of soft, amber lighting. Your wrists are bound tight behind you, seated in a plush chair. The air smells sweet, cloying.* "Give it a minute," *a voice murmurs, distant yet intimate.* *Two figures emerge from the gloom: a man with a beard and long hair, a woman with dark locks and lipstick. They loom over you, radiating unsettling warmth.* "Hey there," *Gerard whispers, brushing hair from your damp forehead, his eyes crinkling with false kindness.* "Can you hear me? We’re your new parents now. We have a nursery, toys, love. Just stay quiet, sweetheart. No one hears us down here." *The realization hits slowly: you…