Okay, slightly confusing, but--the first part of this chapter has a sexual charm to it without them actually having sex or getting near to it, but it's..you'll see what I mean, it's just charged with sexual energy.
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The initial beginning of the bite was a pain similar to blades sinking into the side of Frank's neck. Agony shot through the entire nape of his neck with a strange soreness as Gerard's razor sharp fangs slid inside his tender skin with an unflattering pop, causing Frank to flail in Gerard's grip with a cry ripping through his throat. He gripped Gerard's shoulders tight in a panic, gasping as his eyes flew open wide at the searing pain bubbling in him, only increasing in the next three seconds. He'd never experienced being his skin being pierced by a steel blade being held over licking flames, but if he should compare the feeling of fangs sinking into his neck, he would compare it to exactly that, for no other description would fit the part of the beginning of a vampire bite.

It wasn't until something utterly extraordinary took place as he wriggled in Gerard's arms, eyes welling with stinging tears from the inexplicable pain he felt firsthand. Frank thought something had gone terribly wrong if he was feeling nothing but agony in the first moment, but this flickering distress disintegrated into minuscule grains of sand streaming through the cracks of his fingers the moment Gerard's lips latched on and began to suck on the open wound at his neck. The brush of his vampire's tongue was there, touching the skin briefly, and all the pain rapidly gathered up and disappeared to be replaced by a whole new sensation coming into play.

Heat. At first touch, it was like slick, heated honey gliding into his veins, warming up all of Frank's insides until he swore he was glowing gold on the outside. It held happiness, kindness, before melting into something far more seductive as it climbed inside his brain and conquered all. Moaning helplessly, he grew flaccid in Gerard's arms as the pleasure began to take over. It felt like sex was rushing into his blood, humming in all of his bones, making each one of his nerves come alive with the heightened feeling of orgasmic beauty leaving him moaning, whimpering, pressing his neck eagerly against Gerard's lips and begging for more of it. Gerard groaned at the blood gushing in a stream into his mouth, holding Frank close and attempting to steady his writhing. Frank began to pant under the heat of such sexual pleasure rapidly making its way into every single inch to him from head to toe.

Gerard may have been more discreet about it, but Frank sensed that he felt similarly in their position. He was breathing heavily, the beginnings of moans touching some of his rough breaths, and his hands splayed out over Frank's lower back to push him closer until their bodies aligned at the edge of the bed. Frank never wanted this feeling to fade. He wanted to cling to it, moan and beg and squirm under the waves of molten sex making him lose all sense of reality. It felt like a never-ending orgasm in addition to a tremendous swell of joy, the venom from Gerard's mouth treating him so sweetly in the sensations it brought. Frank panted harshly, hard and flushed all over, tugging strands of Gerard's silky black hair and locking him in place.

"Oh god, oh fuck." Frank keened, his eyes rolling back into his head before falling shut. He swallowed harshly, gasping, feeling the world whirl around him curiously. Through his haze, he opened his eyes, realizing he'd been pinned back against the bed and his vampire was hovering on top of him, graciously sucking his blood with sharp fangs and soft lips.

Gerard drew away for one moment, his face appearing above Frank's. Frank whimpered from the loss of contact, attempting to move his hips to relieve the hardness of himself as he realized the pressure there when Gerard moved away. His mouth and chin were smeared with blood, green eyes swallowed whole by lustful red.

"Vous entendre ces bruits est peche lui-meme," Gerard purred, tongue sweeping over his lips to collect the blood dripping from there. "But you taste so much like heaven."

"Don't stop." Frank begged mindlessly, so far gone that he didn't realize the carnal nature of his words. "I need more, I need--please, please, Gerard."

His vampire's eyes darkened, a growl rumbling in his chest at Frank's words, and he wasted no time in sinking his fangs back into the wound and making Frank's back arch as sex, lust, and desire was injected into his bloodstream again at full force with no sign of pain.

Frank didn't care if he sounded like a whore. Every pleasure in the world rejoiced in his nerves, his cells, the inner corners of his soul that had never been touched before, and sex lapped at all of his insides until he was beginning to grow weak from the sensation of it. His lips hung open, letting moans filter through them, body rocking against Gerard's until the vampire growled and pinned his hips to the mattress to keep him still. Frank was slowly drifting, losing his mind to the pleasure swallowing him whole, and he saw bits of white encircling his vision instead of the blotchy black of unconsciousness.

"Mmm, I love you." Frank slurred, holding Gerard close, and listening to the sound of his moan echoing in slow motion as he slipped underneath the whiteness of a never-ending orgasm and didn't come back up to the surface.

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Frank wasn't sure how long he stayed under the heavy blanket of sleep. He recalled drifting to a state of almost awaking, but his body felt so heavy around him that he had no choice but to sink back into sleep and stay there. It was like peacefully laying at the bottom of lake, listening to the sound of his heartbeat slowly thumping and only beginning to float towards the surface when it began to grow stronger. His subconscious waited until the heavy beat was strong enough to form a rhythm and only then did he feel himself slowly moving towards awakening.

His eyelids felt like they were glued shut, at first. It took a grand amount of effort to peel them back, addressing their heaviness, and seeing shadows dance through the shield his eyelashes made over his vision until he was able to focus. His sight still blurred, but Frank managed to blink the fog away and open his eyes entirely to look around.

He saw a pillow, an empty half of a bed with untouched sheets, leading to the part of it where he laid with the blankets pulled up to his chest. It was night, he could tell from the darkness shrouding the room and the gold glow of a lamp serving its purpose in the corner. Frank groaned, feeling a piercing headache assaulting his brain, skating his tongue across the roof of his mouth and noting how terribly thirsty he was. Frank touched his forehead, alarmed at the heat, and he tried to sit up.

"Not so quickly, sweet one." A familiar voice that was the embodiment of smooth velvet adopting the tones of red and plum in the only way Frank could describe interjected beside him. Frank wasn't startled by it when his heart recognized it firsthand, not jumping or gasping from its sudden appearance.

Frank looked to his right and found his vampire sitting at the very edge of the side of the bed. He seemed oddly ordinary while dressed in a black t-shirt and fitted jeans not quite as black as the spill of inky hair falling to his shoulders, framing his delicate face. His lips had color once more, contrasting with the pearl white of his skin that now also glowed just like the jewel it borrowed its pale color from. He was breathtaking, even when he didn't do a single thing to show off his beauty.

"How are you feeling?" Gerard asked in a hushed whispered. He brought his hand down to graze his fingers over Frank's forehead, cold and soothing against the burning heat under Frank's face where a fever ran inside him as his body struggled to collect the blood he'd lost.

"I have a headache." Frank winced at the dryness of his voice coming too close to splitting. "And I'm so thirsty."

Gerard's hand pulled away for a moment to reached for the nightstand behind him. He returned his hand with a tall glass of much needed water, holding it out to who thought he might die if he wasn't hydrated soon. Frank removed the sheets from his body, choosing to lay over them instead, and sat up properly to retrieve the glass with a polite word of thanks. He brought the rim of the glass to his chapped lips, and the moment the cool water touched his tongue, he couldn't stop himself from draining the glass in large gulps of water. When he was finished, Gerard plucked the cup from his hands and Frank used his sleeve to wipe away the beads of water that had dripped from the corners of his lips. His mouth was relieved, but he was still astoundingly warm.

"You feel feverish, my sweet." Gerard's sympathetic tone healed any leftover wounds inside of Frank alongside the cool, smooth glide of his hand touching his face so gently to chase away the heat bringing redness to Frank's flesh.

"I'm really warm." Frank sighed, leaning into the fresh touch of his vampire attempting to soothe him with a triumphant result as Frank couldn't imagine pulling away now from the gentle hand caressing his features so softly.

"I took too much from you." Gerard's eyes tinted darker with the guilt pushing his shoulders forward slightly in a defeated slouch. "I tried to pull away when you went limp underneath me, but my restraint dissolved for a moment. I would have killed you if I lingered for one moment more. My deepest apologies."

Frank shook his head, pushing aside the ache in the linings of his brain whenever he made such a motion. "You needed the blood. I was more than glad to give it to you." Frank swallowed against the roughness in his throat, slowly feeling the memories sliding back into his vision and dissolving most of the persistence he carried. "I would do it again."

Gerard turned to gaze at him in wonder, rounded green eyes peering into Frank's where the human had suddenly winded down at the memory of something permanently imbedded into his mind as one of the most intimate moments he'd ever been involved in, if not the most.

"I still feared for you, my human. My bliss should not be at the expense of your health." Gerard's eyes flickered to the side of Frank's neck he'd once clung to. Frank watched the moment shared between them cast over Gerard's eyes like an emerald film darkened by time and warped around the edges, moving across beautiful irises Frank was too breathless to gaze into for long.

Frank raised his hand to run his fingers delicately over his skin. He was shocked to feel nothing but smooth skin there without the interruption of puncture wounds circular and deep from both sets of fangs situated inside Gerard's mouth. His eyes flew open and he looked up at Gerard for answers.

"I healed you with my venom." Gerard clarified, eyes flickering to where Frank touched his neck. "I couldn't allow the wound to stay, it could grow infected dangerously quickly and the pain is nearly unbearable."

Frank slowly dropped his hand away from his neck, nodding. His heart was racing at double the speed as he recalled the taking of his blood. He remembered the festering pain of fangs slicing through his skin, but above all things, he still felt the phantom sensations of sex being injected into his veins in the rawest of forms possible. Without direct penetration, Frank felt the world's most delicate, beautiful pleasure, lifting him into the clouds above and chasing all of his worries out of his mind as blood was lovingly drawn from his veins and onto the gentle tongue of his vampire starving for his taste. The feeling of such closeness paired with the sensations implanting rubies into his blood, Frank would never be able to shake a memory as strong as the one he shared with a man he cared for far more than he'd ever realized.

Intensity of the affair peeled away any layers of hesitation tying Frank to the darkness. After seeing the light, nothing kept him shackled to the unease and fears turning him away from beauty, and a bite was all it had taken for Frank to fall in love with Gerard. He didn't fall, but he submerged into the sweet taste of it, glowing bright and true as it slid into his bloodstream and replaced the loss of precious blood feeding the beautiful lips of his vampire he dared to keep distance from out of insecurity puzzling Frank, drawing him away from the path he felt destined to take. The epiphany left Frank in a daze of wonder, his eyes drinking in Gerard's form in colors brighter than the black shrouding him as his vampire stewed in remaining guilt from taking too much.

"You were asleep for two days." Gerard informed Frank, breaking him out of the colorful mirage of romance diluting his entire view on everything. "Mina fed you some of her blood when you were at your worst. If it hadn't been for that blood, you would still be unconscious."

Frank's eyes rounded upon the news. "Two days, oh my god. I knew it was a long time, but not days. I'll have to thank Mina when I see her again."

Gerard sighed, a gentle sound, and Frank was amazed that something so simple could sound like the metallic jingling of wind chimes meeting the loving caress of a breeze coming the claim the enchanting noise. Gerard turned his body in towards Frank, eyes shining like jewels upon the crown of a king.

"My sweet, did I hurt you at all?" Gerard enquired with all of his subsided worry rising into his expression to make Frank's heart ache. "I must know if I did, it's been eating away at me ever since I laid you down to rest."

Frank took his chapped lip between his teeth, biting down until it smoothed over. "In the beginning, it hurt a lot. But it went away so quickly and I . . . " Frank's face filled with color under Gerard's expectant expression, the concern still creasing his perfectly shaped brows. Frank swallowed against the thudding of his heart rising in his throat and continued to tell nothing but the truth. "I've never felt anything so good in my entire life. It was . . . orgasmic, but in a way that was so much more than sexual."

A faint touch of lust glimmered inside the tide of Gerard's eyes. He shook away the look bringing shivers to Frank's spine and he melted in relief, learning that he could ease up his tense form now that he knew Frank hadn't suffered during their sacred exchange. He exhaled the breath he held in with fluttering eyelashes captivating in their length.

"I was so afraid that you writhed under me in pain rather than pleasure." Gerard swallowed, the silkiness of his tone rich as velvet triggering a concealed need inside Frank to be as close as possible to him. "But I still feel heavy for taking so much and making you ill. All of these measures to keep you safe, and yet I was the one bringing you the closest to death." Gerard hung his head, filled with shame Frank couldn't allow.

"I asked you to do it." Frank whispered to his vampire, twisting around to lay in a manner where he was turned in towards his vampire. "The point of this is that you did manage to stop before draining me completely. It made me so happy to do it for you, Gerard, it felt like I was in heaven the entire time."

"My human, it's the spell of venom that erased the thought of danger from your beautiful mind." Gerard reached across the gap of space in between them to touch Frank's chin, tilt his face upwards slightly to meet his eyes. The sweetness of his touch was in great contrast to the anguish lingering in Gerard's eyes, the remains of it preventing his lips from taking the shape of a soft smile Frank ached all over to see.

"I would do it again for you," Frank whispered, fighting against Gerard's doubt. "I wouldn't even care if the process was painful, I would let you drink from me as many times as possible if it means I get to keep you here with me. You mean so much to me, Gerard, I don't want to lose you, too."

Watching Gerard soften under his words was like watching the blooming of a pale rose in the spring time. Everything closing him off from view, all of the thoughts poisoning his mind and keeping him from accepting Frank was unharmed by their exchange, beauty enveloped him to create the most ethereal creature Frank feared would fade into mist to be transferred back into heaven. Frank's chest clenched with mighty longing pooling into his heart, almost like the organ began beating for his vampire then and there. It was love, something he never thought he would allow to break down his exterior, but the gentle warmth of an emotion meant to rule the world was pushing the pair together. The gravity of romance ignited into their bodies and created a bubble of silence around them, their eyes meeting and finding the answers to every single one of their unknown questions living in the insecure linings of their opposite minds.

"J'adore toi et tes mots doux, mon humain." Gerard spoke with the language making his voice feel like liquefied silver spilling over Frank's skin, soaking into each of his pores until he was shuddering and buzzing all over from the sheer beauty sending him into a state of awe never-mind the fact that he didn't understand the meaning of the words.

"You know I don't understand French." Frank hadn't realized how close they'd come together until he felt the coolness of Gerard's breath fanning over his warm face when his vampire chuckled.

"The verbal definition of my words aren't required when I show you the depth of them each time I touch you." Gerard's fingers touched Frank's cheek softly, gliding down to his lips, and grazing them as his eyes adopted a darker shade of green Frank wanted to dive inside and submerge in forever. He wanted to live in a world where everything was green like Gerard's eyes and each thing he touched felt like the way his vampire's voice sounded.

"French sounds so beautiful." Frank breathed, slightly breathless as his realized his lips moved under the touch of Gerard's fingertips and the vampire's pupils expanded in his eyes falling down to look at their movement.

"The epitome of romance, some say, from a land where love is as rich as the sound of the language." Gerard dared to bring his lips closer, brushing them over Frank's cheek, and every cell in Frank's body came alive from the teasing nearness of lips he wished would claim his own.

"I only know how to say what I'm feeling right now in two ways. Even the second way, I think everyone knows how to say it." Frank attempted to sound calm, but his breath caught when Gerard kissed the corner of his mouth, and Frank surged forward on instinct. His vampire laughed softly, making Frank flush. Frank covered up his embarrassing motion by touching his lips to Gerard's temple, and all laughter ceased from the vampire.

"How can you say it?" Gerard's hands came to cradle Frank's face, so oddly strong even if his hands were gentle and soft, to pull Frank's face from the side of his own to look at him in a way Frank captured so many times, but never deciphered the amount of emotion basking inside it.

Frank remembered saying it before falling into the pit of unconsciousness. Perhaps it was why Gerard was so sweet towards him this evening with his breathtaking touches and deep green eyes, close enough for Frank to place his lips upon his face however he pleased. Frank's heart was fluttering quickly enough for it to mimic a butterfly taking flight. Soon, it would be light enough to take off, to settle into the chest of his vampire and become one with the other heart safely hidden away behind layers of perfect flesh and bone. Feeling him here and now, shivering as another kiss was pressing so dangerously close to his quivering lips, Frank's words melted and spilled out to Gerard to do what he wished with them.

"Ti amo." It sounded shuddery from the uncontrollable pace of Frank's breathing pattern. Forgetting the shakiness, he didn't think any two words ever rang with the amount of truth to them as his did then and there, coming from the very inner corners of his swollen heart threatening to crack his ribs from the amount of awe and romantic rawness filling it to the absolute limit. Frank knew he'd love Gerard deeply if he ever found it within himself to allow it to happen, but nothing his imagination conjured up was nearly as euphoric as this.

Gerard clung to him like a man desperate for something to hold onto before he lost himself. It was almost shocking to see tears of blood staining the rims of Gerard's eyes, the parting of his lips as he treasured Frank's face in between his hands with everything Frank adored visible inside his soul he swore he could feel floating in between them.

"Say it again." Gerard's voice was raw with emotion, a pleading note melting Frank's heart like candle wax.

"Ti amo." Frank said with more strength, laying his hands over Gerard's. "I love you. I would say it in every language if I could."

"Ti amo." Gerard quickly spoke. He tipped them backwards as he began spilling out the words in different languages as Frank wished he could. Frank couldn't identify each of the language spewing from Gerard's perfect lips pressing kisses to his face between utterings of words, but Frank's entire being was floating, it seemed, as he knew the meaning of every word as confessions of love being proposed to him. His vampire hovered above him and Frank threaded his fingers into Gerard's hair, eyes fluttering shut, feeling soft lips pressing kisses to his eyelids now that the skin was accessible.

When Gerard was finished, Frank was astonished by the eyes glittering in a sea of emotion gazing down at him like he was an artifact he'd been searching for his entire life. Frank caressed his cheek, loving the coolness of his flesh and its satin-like quality.

"I beg of you, my sweet, to allow me to steal a kiss from your precious lips." Gerard breathed, touching Frank's bottom lip. "I may die of desire if I never touch them with my own at least one time."

Frank eagerly nodded with his consent, fingers sliding so easily through silky locks of black hair framing the beautiful face of his vampire he wanted more than anything. His lips cried out for a kiss to assure him none of this was dream, that he wasn't hallucinating under the influence of a bite bringing him the most wonderful pleasures hidden in the many realms of the universe.

"Kiss me." Frank pleaded in a small whimper shocking his own self.

Shock faded as quickly as it came when the gap between them was closing. Frank didn't realize he was eagerly lifting his head to touch their lips until his shoulders elevated from the bed under his frame and it was moving quicker than he'd expected. Gerard touched him with such tenderness until their lips came close enough, breaths being exchanged and arranging a strange temperature with hot and cold, and at long last, lips met in a kiss as soft as royal fabric, as feathers on flesh, cool as the deep ocean rising high. Soft, only at first, until Gerard leaned into him all the way, lifting Frank, pressing them together to kiss him so deeply that Frank tasted the color red. Sparks tingled violently in the creases between the bones connecting in Frank's skeleton, casting over them with a charge making him kiss Gerard just as deeply, fingers clinging to his hair and keeping their lips locked together. Gerard was elegant even in the way he kissed no matter the depth. He kissed like Frank was blood he needed to survive, but so much more delicate when their lips parted and a short exhale of cool breath made Frank grow limp against Gerard.

Frank was melting, sliding down as his bones became puddles of rosewater warmed by the sunlight of romance so powerful in the pit of his stomach. Gerard followed him, keeping him from falling over, their lips moving in rhythm until Frank felt a spark of excitement from elongated fangs barely brushing his bottom lip. He moaned helplessly, a tiny noise, but enough to make Gerard's grip tighten, his lips moving slowly against Frank's until hopes of breathing were demolished. Frank had never been kissed by love in its full glory. He never wanted to move away, wishing to stay forever in the embrace of his vampire and his intense kiss far from bruising his lips, but searing his heart in a way where he knew he'd never fall out of love. Gerard was careful as his hands touched Frank's body, tracing the shape his torso and the inward curve at the small of his back, but Frank was seeing stars and bursts of color behind his eyelids. Their tongues brushed together, barely and subtly while their lips drew open to intensify the kiss, and Frank moaned against working lips, praying for more.

Gerard pulled away, a puff of cool air wafting over Frank's face. Frank drew in a jagged breath, his lips humming and swelled from the kiss that felt like it lasted for a blissful eternity. He was weakened by love, his insides trembling with lust, and he caught himself almost asking to be bitten again. Frank squeezed his eyes shut and leaned his forehead onto Gerard's shoulder while catching his breath and his rational thoughts. Gerard caressed his hair, kissed his head, holding him tightly while Frank gathered himself.

"Promise you'll kiss me this way before you bite me next time." Frank pleaded mindlessly. "I want everything."

Gerard's breath caught loudly, like he refrained from making a noise. "Words such as those leave me desiring so much more than a kiss and a bit of blood, my love." Sex whispered in his words, making Frank fall prisoner to it, and he came so close to pushing Gerard against the bed and claiming his lips again. He might have if it weren't for his weakness, the caution in the back of his mind telling him there was no rush to seek.

"My vampire." Frank sighed in content, kissing the bit of skin Frank was nearest to at Gerard's collarbone. His vampire shivered gracefully, fingers skating over the back of his neck as he brushed Frank's hair aside.

"Come with me, love." Gerard whispered to him. "You need food and water to regain your energy. After that, we all need to meet and make a decision."

Frank's moment was broken into by the menacing hands of reality. His head snapped up, confusion furrowing his thin brows that Gerard instantly detected. His vampire sighed softly, taking Frank's hand to squeeze it softly.

"To make a choice of whether or not we fight to end Lindsey's evil once and for all." Gerard informed him, lips turning down into a slight grimace. "Not all of us will want to go on with it, but I know that if we wait for a little while longer, they'll give in. All of us want justice, for our own selves or for each other."

"It'll be difficult to get all of them to agree, even in a few days." Frank wearily sat back on his knees.

"All in due time, my love. She won't stand to see immortality when she doesn't deserve to continue basking in it." Gerard touched Frank's cheek, squeezing his hand. "Now that Michael has sided with us, he's informed us that Lindsey sought out to create new vampires after you and I disappeared. We'll need every member in this coven to fight back."

Panic set off in Frank and all lingering traces of zen were broken. "As in you're going to fight? Gerard, if Lindsey gets her hands on you, then we both know what she'll do. I can't let that happen, I . . ."

"Shh, my sweet, everything will be just fine." Gerard kissed Frank's forehead in a soothing, cool touch Frank wished carried more ease with it. "I'll remain by your side. My task is not to fight, but to protect you and help you find Jamia."

For the first time since they'd met, Frank wished he wasn't just a feeble human unable to protect Gerard if the time came to facing their greatest enemy if she found them. Frank wouldn't be able to function if he lost Gerard at the expense of finding his best friend. Gaining and losing seemed to be a never ending battle conquering Frank's life, and now, he could finally understand why Gerard had been so eager to keep him from risking it all to find Jamia. Losing the person you were in love with was the most terrifying thing he ever envisioned, and nothing but bleakness could come to his mind if he tried to imagine a future beyond that possible fate.

There was one hope lingering in the back of his mind, something so incredibly close to his reach, but as he was being ushered out of the room to fill his stomach, he concluded that it would be saved for another time.

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A/N; This is my favorite chapter, hands down. For now, at least, it might change. I don't know if you can tell, but, everything's going to happen soon and this story doesn't have more than 10 chapters left in it. That scares me, this is my favorite fic that I own and ahh I'm not ready.

So, what do you think Frank's thinking about right now? How was this chapter, was it not a total disappointment to your expectations? God, I hope not.

I wrote 5k words in another program cause my internet was down, only to find out the file had been erased completely, so this whole thing is a rewrite, which thankfully came out better than the first version. I'm still upset, but I got it done, and I'm satisfied.

Hope you're all enjoying this!

"You were meant for this love, you're my flesh and blood."

-aprilxo