The week leading up to their departure passed by quickly in a flurry of activity involving learning as much as they could about the Leviathan, practicing flying and fighting as often as possible, as well as becoming reacquainted with everyone in Heaven that Frank hadn't seen in over fifteen years.

Frank's old skills came back to him easily, even though the same couldn't be said for Gerard, but Gerard hadn't had nearly as much time as a demon before his second death, while Frank had been an angel for almost eleven years, so using his wings again was instinctual.

Gerard eventually got a handle on staying airborne, but he was miserable at using a sword, his own claws were a much better weapon of choice for him, which meant that Frank would be wielding Michael's sword when the time came, which would probably be better for the both of them since it was forged by angels, and more often than not, those items would burn the skin of any demon who attempted to touch them.

Frank spent the scant amounts of free moments he had with Billie Joe in the library, attempting to prepare himself for what they were about to walk into, but neither of them could find a detailed report about the traps that Michael had placed around his sword, just the location of the mountain in which he had hidden it. Billie had taken a journey to the site on his own earlier to see if his eyes would tell him more than the books they had pawed through did, but after searching for two days, he hadn't been able to find the entrance, finally deciding that it would only reveal itself to the people who were supposed to open it.

There were a million other minute things to do that didn't specifically involve Frank and Gerard's quest, and although Frank knew he should focus on his own task so he didn't end up overwhelmed, he couldn't help but try and get involved in a little bit of everything. There were numerous teams of angels and friendly demons circling the globe in an attempt to minimize the destruction caused by the disasters the Leviathan was inciting, the demons being headed by Bob, who Frank hadn't gotten a chance to see since he had been back given the fact that he was apparently in Somalia at the moment tracking the Leviathan. The angels were led by Kellin and Vic, who were also otherwise occupied in Japan and hadn't returned to Heaven in quite some time.

Frank managed to restrain himself from joining one of their missions so he could see first-hand what was happening on Earth, not that he needed to after the earthquake he and Gerard had lived through, but still, Frank couldn't help but be curious. Instead, he settled for reading the reports that constantly poured in detailing each separate event, realizing that the news coverage he used to watch while he had still been human hadn't caught even half of the horrible things that were occurring around the world.

Gerard was keeping himself occupied as well, although he quickly grew bored of pouring over files with Frank, usually wandering off to find Mikey within the first half hour, or to go practice flying some more. Even though Gerard didn't say the words aloud, Frank knew he was terrified that he was going to slow everyone down with his lack of experience, and no matter how often Frank reassured him that everything would be fine, the worried cast to Gerard's expression rarely left his face lately.

Frank had pulled himself away from the library earlier than usual this evening, wanting to get a full night's rest before they left for Mount Cloudripper in the morning, and when he opened the door to his and Gerard's room, he was glad to see his husband already curled up in bed. Frank's smile quickly faded though when he observed Gerard's position; he had his knees tucked into his chest and his hands wrapped around his ribcage like he only did when he was upset about something.

Feeling a sudden rush of guilt for not making Gerard a larger priority over the past week, Frank quickly crawled onto the mattress, pulling Gerard against his torso as he mumbled a soft greeting, the corners of his lips turning upward when he felt Gerard instantly relax against him, his head burrowing into Frank's shoulder as he inhaled shakily.

"You okay love?" Frank murmured, his fingers carding through Gerard's now red hair gently, the new color still throwing Frank off slightly after so many years of nothing but black.

"Yeah, just thinking," Gerard replied after a long period of silence. "Everything is happening so fast you know...I'm still trying to process it."

"I understand," Frank agreed, but unlike Gerard, he almost needed to keep himself busy in order to prevent himself from pondering over everything he has gained and lost within the matter of a few days, finding solace in any activity that prevented him from mulling over the thousands of worries and fears that existed in his brain. "I'm sorry I haven't been around much," Frank apologized, even though Gerard hadn't brought up Frank's absence, but still, Frank felt the need to say the words so Gerard would know that he wasn't intentionally abandoning him.

"It's okay sugar, you have a lot to do, and I'm not bothered by it." Gerard's tone didn't match up with his statement though, and Frank could tell that his husband was still upset, but now he needed to decipher if whatever was causing him distress had to do with Frank, or if it was simply all of the changes Gerard had been put through lately.

"Talk to me baby, what's wrong?" Frank pleaded, wanting Gerard to open up to him while they still had time to talk like this, because after tomorrow, they would most likely be too busy searching for the sword of Michael to delve into any sort of serious conversation.

"I - I guess I miss being human already," Gerard sniffled, pulling the blankets tighter around his frame as he spoke. "I want to be able to lie around all day and do nothing with you, to go out on dates again, to not have to worry about all of this. I know I'm being silly, and I'm trying to adjust to everything, but it's hard."

"Oh Gee," Frank whispered, encircling Gerard with his arms while he gathered his thoughts. "I wish I could give you that life again, and I miss it too, but for right now, we have to tough this out until the world is safe, and then I swear to you I will take you out, we can go wherever you want now, maybe even find a new house to call our own," Frank mused, because as wonderful as Heaven was, it wasn't a very homey place, and there was always the possibility of interruptions lurking around every corner.

Frank mentally promised himself that he would take Gerard back to the townhouse he had purchased ages ago once this was all over to see if he still enjoyed it there, a grin forming on his face as he recalled the few days he and Gerard had spent within its wall what seemed like ages ago now. "Everything will get better after we defeat the Leviathan, I promise."

"That sounds nice," Gerard answered, some of the sadness hanging over him dissipating as he snuggled closer to Frank's side. "I don't mean to seem ungrateful, and as long as I'm with you, I'm happy, I just feel out of place here."

"I know, but you are doing so well with handling everything." Frank ended his statement with a kiss, tugging Gerard's chin upward so he could connect their lips softly, a surprised gasp escaping from him when Gerard surged against him, deepening the action until their tongues were stroking against each other hungrily and Frank's lips were beginning to feel swollen and puffy.

Acting on instinct, Frank allowed his wings to emerge from his shoulder blades, covering Gerard with his feathers as their mouths continued to move against each other's, remembering how much Gerard loved being surrounded by his pinions when he was seeking any form of comfort.

Gerard smiled as they pulled apart, his eyes drifting upward so he could take in the sight of Frank's appendages, his fingers carding through them as he hummed in appreciation. Frank wasn't sure why Gerard was so enthralled by his wings, but he wasn't complaining, especially when having them touched released hot spikes of pleasures that shot down his spine with ever increasing frequency as Gerard moved closer and closer to the sensitive joints.

Frank bit his lip in an effort to trap the low moan that was forming in his throat as Gerard pressed his entire palm against the point where Frank's pinions attached to his back, his eyes fluttering shut when Gerard applied more pleasure, but not before he caught the mischievous smirk on Gerard's face which meant that he knew how much he was affecting Frank.

"This is one thing we couldn't do when we were human," Gerard chuckled huskily, the sound turning Frank on even more than he already was, his hips jolting forward as Gerard shifted slightly, giving himself a better angle which ended up with Frank practically straddling Gerard's lap.

"Fuck Gee," Frank stuttered out, his body tensing as Gerard began to grind against him slowly, the added stimulation against his rapidly swelling cock heightening everything Frank was feeling to a whole new level of intensity. "I need more," Frank begged.

"Take off your clothes," Gerard suggested, removing his hands from Frank's wings before sitting up on his knees, tugging his shirt over his head as Frank hastily stripped away the confining material surrounding his now overheated skin.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Frank asked, his need for Gerard tripling as Gerard finished removing his pants, revealing his perfect frame to Frank's roving eyes.

"Actually," Gerard hesitated, his enlarged pupils drinking in Frank's body as Frank did the same to his, "I've always wanted to see if I can finish you like this," Gerard murmured, stroking over Frank's feathers slowly, which released another violent shiver from Frank in response. "I meant to try it before, but we never had the time."

Frank gasped as Gerard's proposition sunk in, and even though he wasn't sure if he could actually come without any other sort of stimulation, he was willing to try it, and in his current aroused state, it probably wouldn't take him long at all if Gerard kept touching him in this fashion.

"Yeah - okay," Frank nodded in agreement, settling back down in Gerard's lap when he patted his thighs in invitation, groaning loudly as their cocks brushed together, threading his fingers through Gerard's hair so he could pull him in for another kiss, his spine arching backward when Gerard's fingers began probing at his wing joints again.

Frank couldn't maintain the connection of their mouths for long, so he threw his head back after a few minutes, crying out louder than he probably should have as Gerard massaged the skin around his pinions, pinching the base of them roughly when Frank whimpered in need.

"So gorgeous Frankie," Gerard hissed, a sheen of sweat beginning to coat his body as he ground against Frank slowly, rubbing his dick into Frank's belly with a soft moan of his own.

"Gee - oh god." Frank cut himself off with a strangled sound that he had never heard himself produce before, his cock throbbing wildly where it was pressed against Gerard's torso. "Feels so good," Frank whined, the heat pooling in his belly already reaching a dangerous height, and even though he was almost embarrassed by the fact, he knew he was going to come soon.

Frank couldn't keep his eyes open any longer, so he allowed his lids to close, the lack of vision heightening everything he was experiencing to a new level of ecstasy. Frank didn't understand why having his wings touched in this way felt so amazing, because he didn't receive the same results when he idly ran his own hands through them, but he wasn't going to waste his brain cells pondering the semantics of the act, not when he was only seconds away from the best orgasm of his life.

"You're close aren't you?" Gerard asked, a tint of awe coloring his voice with a golden shade, infused with a bit of pride woven into the whispered question.

Frank tried to respond with words, but instead of a coherent sentence, a desperate keening noise emitted from his throat instead, his body arching forward as Gerard pulled Frank against him roughly, his fingers stroking Frank's sensitive spot rapidly as Frank all but collapsed against Gerard's torso, mouthing messily at his husband's neck as the pleasure inside of him coiled higher and higher.

Frank had never felt anything like this before; he was nothing but ecstasy, his blood was being replaced with liquid sensations that were quickly pumping to every one of his organs, his muscles trembling and his bones aching as his pulse jumped under his skin, a plethora of obscene sounds falling past his spit coated lips as Gerard whispered encouragements in his ear, broken up by his own breathy moans whenever Frank's hips bucked forward into his.

And just when Frank didn't think he couldn't take any more, he finally snapped, something that sounded more like a sob than anything else escaping his mouth as he came violently, his entire body shuddering harshly as he spurted across Gerard's stomach, his orgasm lasting for ages as Gerard pressed down heavily against his spine until Frank was empty, his body slumping downward against Gerard, exhaustion bleeding in to take the place of the pleasure he had just experienced, lingering aftershocks still wracking his frame caused by Gerard's hands which were still touching his joints.

"Holy fuck," Frank whimpered when he could speak again, forcing his eyes to open so he could help Gerard before he was unable to move any longer.

"Oh my god Frank, that was so fucking hot," Gerard groaned, his cock jumping in Frank's palm when he wrapped his hand around it, using his come in substitution for lube as he stroked Gerard quickly.

"Yeah, shit..." Frank agreed breathlessly, pushing Gerard back onto the pillows so he could bring his mouth into play, sucking on the head of Gerard's dick wetly before sinking all the way down, swallowing thickly around him as Gerard gasped loudly.

"Gonna come sugar," Gerard warned him, not that Frank needed the verbal affirmation. He could already feel Gerard beginning to swell against his stretched lips, and he knew his husband's body well enough by now to know when he was close to losing it.

So with a hum of contentment, Frank continued his up and down motions, pressing his tongue against the underside of Gerard's cock as he went, and it was only seconds later that Gerard was crying out noisily, his spine arching off of the bed as he shot down Frank's throat, his hands gently stroking Frank's hair as he cleaned Gerard off thoroughly.

"Wow," Frank heaved out, collapsing against the mattress with a soft thump, his limbs still shaking slightly as he attempted to ground himself after such a mind blowing orgasm. "We are definitely doing that again sometime soon."

"Hell yes," Gerard chuckled at Frank's statement, cleaning his stomach off quickly with one of their discarded shirts before pulling Frank against him, dragging the covers over their naked bodies as Frank snuggled into his side gratefully.

"I love you so fucking much," Frank yawned sleepily, trying to fight off the fog coating his brain for a little while longer so he could enjoy this moment with his husband.

"And not just because I give you amazing orgasms right?" Gerard teased, placing a light kiss on the tip of Frank's nose after his question.

"Well that is definitely a bonus," Frank chuckled, his eyes drifting shut without his consent, "but you know it's not just that."

"I do, and I love you too," Gerard murmured, his breathing growing steadier with every passing second, and Frank knew he was falling asleep as well.

So with a soft smile plastered onto his face, Frank surrendered to his body's wishes, spending his last night before their mission truly began wrapped in Gerard's arms with his body heat warming his bare skin, his presence erasing all of the worries and fears involving what tomorrow would bring, allowing Frank to slip into oblivion with an ease that had been eluding him more often than not lately.

Like the title says, I really did mean to have them leave in search of Michael's sword in this chapter in the hopes of moving the plot along, but I got stuck with that whole idea very quickly, so this happened instead.

I'm still sick and v miserable, but I'm trying to keep up with my stories better than I have been, so I knocked this out even though I am sleepy af.

Also, forgive my editing skills, I know I say this all the time, but I really didn't give this a very good look over before publishing it. I'll fix it eventually when I am more awake.

Votes and comments are always lovely.

Chapter dedicated to brie_weasley

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