Frank's existence was never meant to end well, it had been destroyed two years ago, his childhood ripped apart like an unwanted page in a book, tossed to the wind without a care where it landed or how damaged it became along the way, but then Gerard stepped into the picture, Gerard had cared, Gerard had caught the discarded piece of paper and treasured it, he had taken the time to smooth it out, to restore it as best as he was able, and even though the edges would always be torn and frayed, it wasn't adrift anymore, it was wanted, and safe, and even though it was flawed, as long as Gerard didn't mind, then neither did Frank.

And there Frank went again, concocting pointless metaphors to describe his current situation, but it has become a habit, especially since Gerard had entered into his life, and Frank felt that this one was especially fitting. Gerard had transformed Frank's world into a storybook fairytale, and he needed to produce extravagant words to convey the way that he was feeling, regular sentences were no longer enough.

Frank never thought things could be like this, not for him anyway, because he had drawn the short stick in the bunch at the age of fifteen, he had been convinced that he was doomed to a life of one disappointment after another until something finally broke him completely, and he had never dared to allow himself to consider the possibility that his lot could change one day, and he could actually be happy, but for once, Frank was glad he had been proven wrong.

Because right now, in this moment in time, in Gerard's car, with their hands laced together idly, Frank was happy, more than happy actually, but he couldn't quite find a word to describe his exact state of being; ecstatic wasn't quite right, it was too much, too exuberant, but content didn't work either, it was too complacent of a word for the emotions currently flowing through Frank, so happy would have to do.

Frank almost felt drunk, that perfect sensation when you had just enough alcohol in your system, some place passed buzzed, but not to the point where you began to feel sick, when everything seemed wonderful, even if it really wasn't, but Gerard had been the cause this time instead of a bottle of liquor, and Frank would choose him over a drink any day.

Frank was still slightly in shock over the events that had occurred tonight; he kept repeating to himself over and over that Gerard was now his boyfriend, and it still hadn't quite sunk in yet, and Frank wasn't sure if it ever would, but he was enjoying the dream like state he was currently ensconced in, his eyes fluttering shut as he enjoyed the comfortable silence in the car, only the subtle purring of the engine breaking the peaceful moment.

"Hey Frank?" Gerard's soft voice cut through Frank's self-imposed solitude, but Gerard was a most welcome interruption.

"Hmm?" Frank hummed quietly, his face turning so he could watch Gerard as he drove, his profile lit up by the occasional pair of headlights that passed them on the mostly deserted street.

"I - I have a question, and it's sort of a weird one, and please feel free to say no if you want...I just -" Frank cut Gerard off with a sudden chuckle, the sound escaping past his lips without his consent, but Gerard's flustered state was beyond adorable, and Frank couldn't help but laugh at his awkwardness, which he had become quite fond of over the past few weeks.

"Well I won't be able to say no if you don't tell me what it is," Frank responded cheekily, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips as Gerard removed one hand from the steering wheel, threading it through his hair nervously before placing it back to its previous position.

In the past, Frank would have instantly been on edge if Gerard had been acting this way around him, his mind would have automatically jumped to the worst case scenario, probably something involving Gerard leaving him, but not this time, because right now, everything was perfect, and Frank knew that whatever Gerard was about to say wasn't going to be negative - he wasn't sure how he knew, but he just did.

"Okay - it's just...fuck this is embarrassing," Gerard muttered, breathing in deeply before continuing in a rush. "Well, now that you are my boyfriend, I was just wondering if we could stop using condoms, because I really hate them, and I know people say they aren't that bad, but - I don't know, I just love the feeling of having nothing in-between me and the person I'm with, and I'm clean - I swear, I had a physical about a month ago, and you are the only one I have had sex with since, so...yeah," Gerard trailed off, his eyes darting over to Frank before he forced them to flicker back to the road.

"Yeah - that's fine with me, I have never not used one before, but I'm clean too, so I don't mind at all, I can show you the results from my last blood test tomorrow if you want, it was from two weeks ago," Frank shrugged, doing his best to hold back the laughter that was bubbling in his chest, because Gerard's reluctance to ask about this truly amused Frank, and the way he had played his question up to be something much bigger than it was had Frank giddy with relief, because despite his positive thoughts, Frank had still been slightly worried that Gerard had been about to drop a bombshell on him.

And really, Frank didn't give a shit if they used condoms or not; he had never partaken in sex without one before, it was sort of essential for someone who fucked the way Frank did, so Frank had no idea what it would feel like to have Gerard go in bare, but fuck - now that the topic had been brought up, he was eager to find out.

"Yeah, that sounds good, but I really don't even need to see it - I trust you Frank, and I honestly don't think I will be able to wait until tomorrow to fuck you," Gerard smirked playfully, causing Frank to roll his eyes in a faked display of irritation.

"So just use a condom tonight, one more time won't kill you," Frank teased, fully enjoying riling Gerard up, because there was really no reason to wait - Frank was clean, he hadn't even fucked Pete lately, not that he thought Pete was carrying any sexual diseases, but still, the point stood that Frank hadn't had sex with anyone besides for Gerard this month, so he was perfectly fine with being fucked without a condom tonight.

"If that's what you want," Gerard agreed, but Frank didn't miss the soft sigh of disappointment he tried to hide, and Frank decided to stop messing with Gerard before he assumed that Frank didn't want this.

"Gerard, I'm just fucking with you, you are totally free to fuck me without a condom whenever you want, honestly." Frank twisted uncomfortably in his seat as Gerard's expression perked up visibly, because all this talk of fucking was making him a bit too excited, and he really couldn't wait to get back to Gerard's place now.

"Okay - cool, that's awesome...and, uh - since we are sort of on the topic of sex, I thought that I should maybe warn you about some of my kinks." Gerard's words did nothing to help the growing problem in Frank's pants, and he had to hold back a groan as he tried to imagine where this conversation was going to end up.

"Oh yeah...like what?" Frank managed to choke out, and he knew that Gerard had noticed his current state if the coy smirk on his face meant anything that is.

"Nothing too bad, I promise, and I think you have already caught on to a few of them, but I obviously like to be in control," Frank nodded to show that he had figured that one out for himself, "and uh - I can get sort of mean, not in the way that I would ever hit you or anything, but I like to be rough, and I like dirty talk, that sort of thing, so if I ever go too far, please just tell me to stop. I have been trying to hold back with you so far, but you seem to like it, so I want to branch out a little bit more...if that's okay?"

"Yeah...I - I like it, you can go all out with me, and I will tell you to stop if it gets to be too much," Frank answered, his tongue snaking out to wet his lips which had suddenly became unbearably dry. "So - uh, is there anything else you are into?"

"Well yeah, but we don't have to do any of it if you don't want to." Frank motioned for Gerard to go on when he paused, his curiosity now well and truly peaked. "I'm interested in a lot of things, but I wouldn't even call them kinks, more just...hobbies?" Gerard gestured with his hands as he spoke, ignoring the way Frank was leaning closer to him, hanging on to his every word.

"Tell me," Frank tried to demand, but it came out in more of a hoarse plea instead.

"Okay - um, well I like biting a lot, either you doing it to me or vice versa, and I also like spanking, but you can tell me if you aren't comfortable with that, uh - I really like using toys, but on you, not me, and uh - fuck I love edging -"

"What the hell is edging?" Frank asked nervously, his cheeks tinted with a light blush as he spoke, because Frank may have had quite a bit of sex, but it had all been very vanilla, and hearing Gerard's kinks was making Frank feel like an awkward virgin instead of the slut he had always labeled himself as.

"It's orgasm control - or delay really, like you force yourself to stop right before you come, and when it finally happens, it feels so fucking good Frank," Gerard sighed, almost moaned really, and Frank had to bite his lip to hold back an accompanying sound of his own.

"I - I am definitely up for trying all of that."

"Fuck - I can't wait to get you home," Gerard murmured to himself, but Frank still heard him. "What about you Frank - any secret fantasies or kinks I can help you fulfill?"

Frank had to stop and think about Gerard's question, because he had never been a particularly interesting person in the bedroom, and he didn't have a list of things that he was dying to try; he just liked sex, especially sex with Gerard, but he felt the need to come up with some sort of answer, even though he had nothing on Gerard's impressive list.

"Well - I, I don't know...I like to bottom obviously, I have topped a few times, and it wasn't really my thing, and uh - I actually love being fingered, but before you, no one ever bothered with it for too long," Frank shrugged, still trying to wrack his brain for something else he could say to make himself sound more experienced, but he was coming up blank.

"I can tell you like being fingered, you get so fucking loud," Gerard grinned, his words causing a rush of heat to race throughout Frank's body and a vermillion tint to stain his cheeks. "I want to make you come like that, with just my fingers, maybe my -" Gerard cut himself off suddenly, leaving Frank short of breath and desperate to hear the end of his sentence.

"And what?"

"I want it to be a surprise, I'll show you when we get home," Gerard promised, causing Frank to groan loudly in disappointment. He had enough of surprises for one night, and right now, he really just wanted to be fucked, but they still had about ten more minutes until they reached Gerard's apartment.

"Fine," Frank muttered sullenly as he squirmed in his seat in an attempt to get comfortable, his erection pressing against the zipper of his jeans in a borderline painful manner, and Frank was almost tempted to rip down his pants and rub one out right here, because he was so worked up, he wasn't going to make it five minutes when they finally got inside, and he really wanted their night to last longer than that.

Frank glanced over at Gerard, trying to mentally project his distress without actually voicing the words, but Gerard didn't seem to catch on, his eyes stayed determinedly fixed on the road, and it was only when Frank's gaze traveled lower that he realized that Gerard had been just as affected by their conversation as he had, maybe even more so if the large bulge in his dark jeans meant anything at all.

"Fuck Gerard - you are so hard," Frank gasped softly, his finger trailing across Gerard's thigh, slowly traveling closer to his erection when Gerard didn't push him away.

"Yeah - fuck, I want you so badly Frank," Gerard groaned out, his hips bucking slightly as Frank traced the outline of his dick ever so gently.

"Let me suck you off," Frank begged, his hands already fumbling with the buttons of Gerard's pants, trying to push them down enough so he could get his mouth on Gerard's dick.

"W-we are almost home, I can wait," Gerard stammered out, but he lifted up in his seat slightly, letting Frank tug the stubborn denim down around his thighs, his boxers getting caught in them as well, leaving his hard cock to lay against his leg in a tempting manner that Frank couldn't ignore.

"I know, but I can't, and I want this now," Frank babbled out, his mouth watering as he leaned across the center console, pressing a soft kiss to the head of Gerard's leaking dick.

"Fuck," Gerard mumbled weakly, his eyes never leaving the road, even when Frank began mouthing at the head of his cock, "Frank - please," Gerard begged, his hips tilting upward as Frank increased the suction of his lips by a small fraction.

"Oh god Gerard," Frank moaned, pulling back for a second so he could unzip his own jeans, leaving his boxers on so he could rub himself against the leather seats as he returned to his previous position, sucking Gerard back into his mouth eagerly.

A strangled gasp escaped Gerard's mouth as Frank went all the way down, choking slightly around Gerard's length as his lips brushed against the soft curls of Gerard's pubic hair, but Frank really didn't give a shit; he was so turned on that he could barely think, and all he knew was that he wanted to make Gerard come, he needed to, nothing else mattered right now.

Gerard whined low in his throat as Frank twisted his tongue along the large vein on the underside of his cock, spit dribbling down his chin as he forced himself to go further, swallowing around Gerard heavily as he inhaled through his nose. Gerard jerked forward, his dick hitting the back of Frank's throat roughly before he forced himself to sit back, but Frank loved it when Gerard fucked his mouth, and he needed to let Gerard know that.

Not wanting to remove his lips from Gerard's cock, Frank simply tugged on his hips, trying to show Gerard without words that it was okay, that he could use Frank's mouth however he wanted, and it was only when Frank peered up at Gerard with wide eyes did he realize that Gerard had stopped the car, he was pulled over on the side of some street, which gave Frank free reign to do whatever he wanted without having to worry about Gerard getting into an accident.

Frank twisted his head to the side, taking a deep breath before allowing his eyes to flutter shut, waiting for Gerard to make the next move, which didn't take long at all; Gerard whimpered softly before tangling his fingers in Frank's hair, forcing his head down onto his cock as he trembled slightly.

Frank choked again, but he managed to cover it up, forcing his throat to open wider, letting Gerard gag him as he continued to snap his hips upward wildly. Gerard sensed when Frank had enough though, and before Frank could pull away, Gerard was sliding out of his mouth, giving Frank a chance to gulp in oxygen while Gerard fisted his dick slowly.

"Fucking hell Frank - your fucking mouth, I'm so close already, I'm going to come, could come just like this, looking at your face right now - oh god," Gerard moaned, rubbing the head of his cock against Frank's swollen lips gently, and fuck - Frank wished he could see how they looked right now, it was probably fucking obscene, and even the small glimpse he could catch of Gerard in the dark car was enough to have him humping the seat weakly.

"Please," Frank panted, unsure of what he was asking for, because really, it should be Gerard begging for him, but somehow their roles had been reversed once again, and Frank was the one writhing desperately, his cock aching where it was pressed against the warm leather, the friction so fucking good, but nowhere near enough.

Gerard understood though, he knew what Frank needed, so he leaned up slightly, shoving Frank's boxers down as his hand wrapped around Frank's dick, spreading the precome leaking from his tip before he began to stroke Frank quickly, guiding Frank's mouth back onto his cock at the same time, allowing Frank to anchor himself by clutching onto his hips tightly.

Frank moaned loudly around Gerard's length, leaning into his touch as he continued to lather Gerard with his tongue, his entire body trembling as Gerard's hand drove him closer and closer to the edge. It was fucking ridiculous how close Frank was already, just from sucking Gerard off, but this was a regular occurrence now, and Frank was almost used to how turned on Gerard made him.

"So close Frank, oh god - don't stop," Gerard cried, his motions speeding up as he thrust himself into Frank's mouth with a bit more force, his muscles trembling under Frank's hands as his cock swelled slightly, and then he was spilling into Frank's mouth, his hot come flooding Frank's senses as he swallowed around him, determined to drink Gerard dry even though his own orgasm was almost upon him.

As soon as Gerard slipped his now softening cock past Frank's lips, Frank cried out loudly, his muscles contracting as he shot into Gerard's hand suddenly, his chest heaving as the unexpected jolt of pleasure faded slowly, Gerard continuing to stroke him until Frank gently batted his hand away.

"Holy fuck," Frank panted as he collapsed back onto the seat, avoiding the spot he had left as he pulled his pants back up with shaky fingers.

"Don't think I'm done with you yet," Gerard chuckled wearily, his own jeans still around his ankles and a ridiculous grin on his face.

"That was just a warm up," Frank smirked, his eyes darting around to make sure that no one had witnessed what they had been up to in the car, even though the steamed up windows gave it away instantly, but Gerard had pulled over in the parking lot of a closed mattress store, and luckily, theirs was the only vehicle in sight.

"That's right, I still have plans for you later, and I made sure Mikey was going out tonight," Gerard giggled, his clothing finally back in the proper position as he started up the car once again.

"Drive fast," Frank demanded, his cock already twitching as he tried to imagine what Gerard had in store for him, and Gerard took his words to heart, pushing his foot to the accelerate before gracing Frank with a cheeky wink.

~~~

Frank found himself naked almost as soon as they entered Gerard's apartment, his clothing tossed aside with no care to where it had landed, and even though Gerard had paused once Frank was mostly stripped down, suddenly persisting that he had to show Frank the papers that proved his clean bill of health, Frank barely even glanced at the page before dragging Gerard into the bedroom, because he trusted Gerard, and he knew he was telling the truth, not to mention he was an impatient little fucker, no matter the fact that he had just came barely ten minutes ago.

It was Frank's turn to pause once they reached Gerard's room though, and when Gerard attempted to push him onto the bed, Frank grabbed his wrists, halting his actions entirely, because Frank had one thing he wanted to do, and even though it could kill the mood, he had to attempt it.

"Is everything okay?" Gerard asked breathlessly, his entire body held motionless as he waited for Frank's response.

"Yeah, I - I just want to try something...okay, just let me do this, and then you get complete control back." Gerard's posture instantly stiffened, but he nodded his head slightly, reluctantly giving Frank permission even though the unknown was obviously worrying him.

Frank moved slowly, as if Gerard was a startled animal that he needed to approach with caution. Making sure to be exceptionally gentle, Frank began to remove Gerard's long sleeved shirt, pulling the fabric over his head without any protest from Gerard.

When Frank moved on to his jeans, unbuttoning them slowly before beginning to pull them down, Gerard started to tremble slightly, and Frank didn't want him to be afraid, so he ran his palms lightly over Gerard's ribs, trying to soothe the older man before he ruined everything with his boldness.

"Frank...what are you doing?" Gerard finally spoke up, the shakiness of his tone revealing how afraid he truly was, causing Frank to wonder what Gerard assumed he was going to do to him, and why he was so terrified of whatever it was.

"I just want to undress you, and I know you don't like to be naked until you absolutely have to, but I want to see you. I understand that you hate your scars, but I don't, because they are a part of you, and I just want to show you how beautiful you are," Frank murmured soothingly, his hands edging back to Gerard's jeans, pulling them down the last few inches, allowing Gerard to step out of them before his fingers came up to grab the waistband of his boxers. "Is this okay?" Frank questioned, giving Gerard a chance to back out if he really didn't want this.

"Yeah...it's okay." Gerard proved his words by removing his boxers himself, backing up a few steps to give Frank an opportunity to see his naked body for the first time, because even though Gerard had been unclothed around Frank numerous times, he never really let him look, and Frank had been aching to gaze at the perfection that was Gerard ever since their first night together.

And fuck - Gerard was really fucking gorgeous, his pale skin seemed to glow softly under the light of the single lamp, his hands coming up to wrap around his waist in a way that showed off the slight curve to his body, his half hard cock bobbing gently under Frank's scrutiny, and Frank made sure to take advantage of this moment, his eyes drinking Gerard in like he was a priceless work of art that he would never get the pleasure of observing again, because that was how Frank viewed Gerard, and he knew that he wouldn't get very many chances to see Gerard like this in the future; Gerard may have gone along with Frank's wishes tonight, but he was obviously uncomfortable, and Frank wasn't going to make him do this again unless he wanted to.

And yes - Frank could see Gerard's scars, the ones littering his arms were almost invisible unless you knew to look for them, but his thighs were crisscrossed in heavy silver lines, even his hip bones bore a few old wounds, but Frank didn't focus on that, because he knew Gerard didn't want him to, and there was so much else to occupy himself with, like Gerard's dark hair which barely brushed his shoulders, his nervous eyes that still held a hint of lust, his long fingered hands that were trembling ever so slightly, and fuck - Frank was completely in awe over the fact that he could call this man his boyfriend.

"Gerard - fuck...you are stunning," Frank sighed, his hands coming up to trace Gerard random lines on Gerard's chest lightly, reveling in the feeling of his soft skin.

"You - you really think so?" Gerard asked in a quivery voice, his eyes boring into Frank's as he searched for any sign of falsity in Frank's words.

"I do, I really fucking do. Thank you for letting me see you like this, it means a hell of a lot," Frank smiled happily, his toes pushing upward as he mouthed at Gerard's neck gently.

"I - I trust you Frank, and I don't like my body, especially anyone seeing it, but I can try for you, if it makes you happy," Gerard exhaled, his head tilting to the side so Frank had more room to work his lips against the pale column of skin Gerard had revealed to him.

"It does, and I'm so proud of you for doing this for me."

"I - ahh...I would do anything for you Frank," Gerard gasped out, his breathing quickening as Frank's mouth found his sweet spot, which was located near the back of his ear.

"God...I can't believe you are real," Frank whispered, pulling back slightly so he could admire the light bruise forming on Gerard's neck.

"Frank - can I -" Gerard asked in-between gritted teeth, and Frank instantly complied, laying down on the bed to show that Gerard was in control now, and he could do whatever he wanted to Frank. "God Frank - you are the gorgeous one," Gerard mumbled softly, his naked body coming down to hover over Frank's, his lips grazing across Frank's left nipple as he spoke.

"Gerard," Frank sighed, his brain already become fuzzy with lust as Gerard ground their lower bodies together, causing Frank's dick to jump slightly as the unexpected contact. "What are you going to do to me?" Frank questioned softly when Gerard didn't immediately move, his curiosity overwhelming him, the list of Gerard's kinks swirling around his mind, the endless possibilities making Frank nervous and excited all at the same time.

"Tonight is about you," Gerard responded, his eyes drooping shut as he sucked Frank's nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the rapidly hardening bud with just the right amount of pressure.

"I - I want you to fuck me," Frank whined, his cock already leaking against his stomach as Gerard switched over to his other nipple, because he assumed Gerard wanted him to choose, and even though many of the things Gerard had mentioned sounded interesting, Frank just wanted Gerard inside of him as soon as possible.

"Maybe later," Gerard teased, leaning up to capture Frank's mouth in a heated kiss, and even though Frank was already needy and aching for Gerard's cock, he melted into the press of Gerard's lips, his tongue dancing lazily with Gerard's in a well-known routine that he would never get tired of. "I want to do something else first," Gerard smirked when they finally broke apart, and before Frank had a chance to ask exactly what he had in mind, Gerard was sinking down Frank's body, mouthing at his hard cock, licking all the way to the base before flipping Frank over entirely, situating him on his hands and knees.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" Frank asked eagerly, pushing his ass out in the hopes of enticing Gerard to use his body however he saw fit, but Gerard didn't respond right away, instead, he pressed his torso against Frank's bare back, gathering his hands in one of his before pressing them against the mattress firmly, and Frank instantly understood that Gerard wanted him to keep them there.

"Just wait and see," Gerard whispered in Frank's ear, sucking the sensitive shell into his mouth, Frank shuddering uncontrollably as hot spikes of pleasure shot through him, and fuck - he had no idea how someone mouthing at his ear was causing his dick to leak so much, but it was.

As Gerard inched back downward, his hand reaching around to cup at Frank's cock, his palm pressing his pulsating length against his stomach, Frank inhaled heavily, doing his best to shut up and be patient for whatever Gerard was going to do to him, but fuck - he was so hard already, and he needed something, anything, or he was going to explode from the simple pressure of Gerard's hand around his dick.

Frank shivered as he felt Gerard's mouth at the base of his cock, his tongue flicking out to massage each of his balls for a few moments, but Gerard quickly moved away, his tongue trailing higher, and higher, until - oh fuck, that was Gerard's mouth on his ass, his tongue pressing against his hole - holy shit.

"Fucking hell," Frank cried out, his legs automatically trying to close on their own accord, because even though Gerard's hot breath on his ass felt fucking amazing, this was too much, no one had ever done this to him before, and Frank was completely unprepared for this.

"Just relax Frankie," Gerard cooed, his hands pressing Frank's thighs apart, causing Frank to whine at the loss of contact with his cock, but then Gerard was settling himself down in between Frank's spread legs, pressing a wet kiss to his right ass cheek before putting his face back in Frank's crack, his fingers coming up to spread him wide, leaving Frank exposed, and nervous, and so fucking turned on, not at all bothered by the use of his once hated nickname, because he had other things to focus on right now.

"Gerard - you, you don't, I -" Frank began babbling, the enormity of what Gerard was about to do hitting him full force, and Frank wasn't sure if he wanted Gerard to do this, even though he did, but it was so intimate, so dirty, and no one had ever expressed any desire to do this to Frank, he didn't even think this happened to anyone outside of porn, but - oh fuck - Gerard was already licking over his hole again, humming softly to himself as if he was the one getting his ass eaten out.

"God Frank...you taste so fucking good," Gerard whimpered, causing Frank to moan loudly at the combination of his words and the feeling of his breath hitting his trembling ring of muscles. "I want to do this for you, been fucking dying to eat you out since day one."

"Gerard," Frank whispered, every muscle in his body tensing up as Gerard buried himself back down, his tongue tracing around Frank's ass in a teasing manner that had Frank keening softly, his breath catching in his throat as Gerard flicked his tongue in a strange way that felt way too fucking good to be real, but it was, this was happening, and fuck - now that Gerard had started, Frank never wanted him to stop.

It was as if the entire world had ceased to exist, even Frank was no longer present, it was just his ass and Gerard's tongue, just Gerard lapping against Frank as if he was desperate for more of his taste, tiny moans breaking up his actions every now and then, but Frank could barely hear them, he could barely focus on anything, just the intense waves of pleasure that were overwhelming him, drowning him in their intensity as Gerard continued to mouth at his asshole hungrily.

"Gerard - I - fuck, it's too much, fuck me, I need to come," Frank cried out, his cock bouncing against the mattress as Frank's arms almost gave out, his elbows locking at the last second to keep himself upright, but fuck - he needed to touch himself, he needed to come, like now, but he couldn't move without collapsing onto his face.

"I want to make you come like this," Gerard's rough voice reached Frank's ears, but he was quickly distracted by Gerard pressing two fingers against his spit soaked hole, tracing the trembling muscles before pushing them in slowly - oh so slowly - twisting them upward at that perfect angle that had Frank screaming hoarsely as Gerard massaged his prostate.

"Oh fuck - oh god, just...fuck, please," Frank keened, his hips shoving backward on their own accord, forcing Gerard's digits that much deeper, adding that much more pressure to his sweet spot, and oh fuck - Frank was going to come any minute now, and he hadn't even been touched.

And then Gerard pressed his tongue back against Frank's ass, but he didn't stop there, he pushed it inside, the muscle slipping in along with his fingers, and fuck - Frank had never felt anything like this before, it was so fucking good, it was unreal, and he had no idea how he hadn't come yet, because his entire body was flushed and sweaty, his cock rock hard and leaking against the sheet. He couldn't stop making soft, embarrassing noises, small whining gasps that left his mouth on every exhale.

"You are so fucking hot Frankie, I love your ass - fuck, I could do this all night," Gerard moaned, his voice sounding just as wrecked as Frank felt.

"Gerard - please...I want..." Frank cried, trying to force Gerard to put his tongue back where he wanted it - needed it, because Frank was so close to coming it physically hurt, but Gerard kept tracing around his hole, pressing soft kisses to his cheeks as his fingers moved inside of Frank relentlessly.

"What do you want Frankie, I want to hear you say it," Gerard teased, even going so far as to remove his fingers completely as he waited for Frank's answer.

"I - I want you - your tongue, put it back in my ass, please, I want to come around your tongue - oh my god," Frank ended on an obscene moan as Gerard complied with Frank's wishes, pressing his tongue into Frank hard, going so fucking deep, his teeth scraping around Frank's rim as he fucked into him determinedly.

"Oh - oh," Frank cried, shoving back onto Gerard's face, causing the older man to moan loudly, even though he hadn't even been touched yet, and fuck - Frank wasn't sure if he was going to be able to help Gerard after this, because he already felt paralyzed, his approaching orgasm creeping up on him quickly as Gerard continued to slide his tongue in and out of Frank, and fuck - Frank was losing it, he couldn't even remember how to breathe, he was so overwhelmed by the rush of sensations caused by Gerard's fucking tongue.

Finally, Frank had to let go, Gerard's tongue in his ass just felt too fucking good, and with a final hoarse scream, Frank shot all over the sheets, his body instantly collapsing as he came, and kept coming, and oh fuck - Gerard followed him downward, his tongue never stopping, still pushing in, fucking Frank through his orgasm, and even though Frank was oversensitive and exhausted, it still feels so fucking good, and he couldn't stop himself from moaning loudly as Gerard kept going.

"Frank," Gerard whined out after an indeterminate amount of time, during which Frank laid in his own jizz, his hips gyrating slightly under Gerard's lapping motions.

Gerard was moving up his body now though, his lips trailing along Frank's sweat soaked spine, his hard cock pressing into his dripping crack, causing Frank to gasp softly at the feeling of Gerard's hot length against his sensitive hole.

"Can I - can I fuck you Frank? You can say no, I don't want to hurt you," Gerard asked softly, his cock shifting up and down as Gerard's body shook gently, and even though Frank should have been done for the night, he still wanted Gerard, he wanted to feel his dick filling him up, he wanted him to come inside him, he wanted to experience it all bare, skin on skin, nothing in-between them this time.

"Please," Frank croaked out, trying his best to shift himself into a better position, but Gerard took care of that for him, picking Frank up by his waist and spinning him around so he was situated on his lap.

Gerard leaned back slightly, grabbing a bottle of lube that Frank hadn't noticed until just now, slicking up his cock quickly before lifting Frank up, spreading his legs a little more so that the head of his dick was pressed against Frank's used hole.

"Just tell me if you need me to stop," Gerard gritted out, his mouth falling open as he pushed into Frank slowly - oh so slowly, and even though Frank should have been too oversensitive to enjoy this, he discovered that the painful sting only heightened the pleasure of Gerard stretching him, and he found himself moaning loudly, his head falling forward to rest in the crook of Gerard's neck as he finally bottomed out.

"Fuck Frank - so fucking tight, feels so good...I'm not going to last long," Gerard groaned as he wrapped his arms securely around Frank's back, thrusting into Frank with short, quick motions, hitting Frank's prostate immediately, and it could have just been Frank's overstimulated state, but every single twitch of Gerard's cock seemed to be heightened without a condom on, and Frank was so fucking glad that he had agreed to do this bare.

"I - holy fuck." Frank's muscles were clenching around Gerard's dick with every motion, his eyes rolling up into his head as Gerard found a steady rhythm that felt so fucking good, and fuck - Frank was hard again, which should have been impossible, he had already come twice tonight, but still, his body didn't seem to care, his cock growing in size with each brush to his prostate.

"Holy shit Frank, you are so perfect." Gerard's eyes widened when he took in Frank's aroused state, his hand immediately wrapping around Frank's dick, stroking him in time with his movements inside of him.

"I - I think I'm going to come again - oh god - fuck me Gerard, fuck me hard," Frank begged, his body tensing up more and more with each passing second, and even though Frank wasn't sure if he could truly orgasm again so quickly, he wanted to try.

"I'm close too Frank - so close, come here," Gerard whispered, lying Frank down on his back again so he could shove into him harder, faster, his hand speeding up as well, paying extra attention to Frank's tip, one finger digging into the slit every now and again. Frank was borderline sobbing now, his breath coming out in harsh pants as he let Gerard pound into him, his legs coming up to wrap around Gerard's waist weakly, trying his best to pull Gerard even closer to him.

"Oh shit -" Gerard choked out, and then he stilled completely, his arms trembling slightly as he came, and fuck - Frank could feel it, he could physically feel Gerard's hot come filling him up, his dick pulsating inside of him, and with one last flick of Gerard's wrist, Frank was coming too, a strangled cry leaving his torn up throat as his body flew apart, every molecule that made up his being seeming to shoot in a different direction before slowly returning to reform his frame, his vision actually whiting out for a second before Frank's eyes closed without his consent, plunging everything into a pleasant blackness.

"Frank...you okay?" Gerard asked in a soothing tone of voice, his hand coming up to push Frank's sweat soaked hair from his face as he pulled out of Frank slowly, causing Frank to groan at the empty feeling, trails of Gerard's come seeping down his thighs in hot rivets.

"I - wow, am I - yeah," Frank mumbled sleepily, his tongue too heavy to form proper words anymore.

"Don't fall asleep yet sugar, I need to get you cleaned up," Gerard cooed, but Frank was too tired to open his eyes, much less move, so he simply grunted wearily in response.

Frank heard Gerard chuckle to himself, his arms slipping under Frank's waist carefully, and before Frank could protest, Gerard was picking Frank up, cradling his naked body against his bare chest, and even though Frank knew he should just get up on his own, he was much too comfortable to attempt that right now, and Gerard was already taking them into the bathroom, turning on the shower without once putting Frank down.

"You did so well Frank, so fucking perfect," Gerard whispered as he stepped over the lip of the tub with Frank still in his arms, sinking down onto the rapidly warming tile so he could rest Frank against his chest as he reached for the shampoo, massaging some into Frank's scalp gently.

"Are you seriously washing me?" Frank asked, his eyes still closed as Gerard's fingers threaded through his sweaty locks.

"Mhmm," Gerard hummed happily, continuing to coat Frank's hair with the mango scented substance.

And even though Frank was half asleep and basically brain dead from too many orgasms, he found his heart swelling at Gerard's tender actions, a hot tear actually slipped down his cheek when Gerard pressed a soft kiss to Frank's forehead, but it was quickly lost under the spray of the shower, and no more joined it, thank fuck for that, but Frank was only crying because he was so fucking happy, and he couldn't remember a time that had ever happened before, which was just another first he had experienced because of Gerard.

Frank couldn't believe this was real, that Gerard was being so fucking kind to him, but this must be what having a boyfriend was like, this is what Frank had always wanted, but fuck - he had no idea it would be like this, this good, this special, and even though Frank wanted to tell Gerard how much this meant to him, or at least thank him for being his boyfriend, he couldn't stay awake any longer, the soothing water coupled with Gerard's skilled fingers had him slipping away, Frank snuggling as close as he could to Gerard's smooth body before sleep overtook him completely.

Well shit, this got long, and sorry about the fact that literally nothing happened plot wise, but yeah - porn is good right?

If you guys haven't noticed, my updates are getting slower, and even though I hope to correct that soon, it might keep happening, so please be patient with me, I have a lot of shit going on in my life right now, but I am still trying to make this story a priority.

And on a positive note, there is only two more chapters before school starts, so stick around, shit is about to get interesting very soon.

Also, I recently finished the new version of So Little Time, and I am super happy with how it turned out, so if you want to, can you maybe check it out? I would love for it to get a few more reads, and also to hear your guys opinions on it.

And wow - 20k reads and 1.5k votes, thank you guys, you keep blowing me away with the response on this fic, and it means so much to me, you have no idea.

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