Major smut warning a bit later on in this chapter - so yeah ^_^

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Entry Twenty-One: Angel Wings

It was late, I wasn't sure as to the exact time, but it was reaching that point when night was now considered morning, and I still hadn't slept a wink.

I glanced down at Frank's slumbering form, drinking in the sight of my beautiful angel, because it was a gift; even more so now that I had almost died, and I was even more madly in love with him than before, if that was humanly possible, and if it wasn't, then I wasn't technically human, so it didn't matter.

As creepy as it sounds, I adored watching him sleep, because for a little while, I was terrified that I might never see him again, but even before then, it had always been a pastime I enjoyed. He looked so different, so much younger, and innocent, and relaxed, and that wasn't an expression his face carried often these days, so I had to enjoy it whenever the chance arose.

Which was why I couldn't tell him about what was running through my brain, and consequentially keeping me from finding any rest tonight, because I had already put him through enough. He didn't need another problem burdening him so soon after my journey to hell, and right now, he was happy - happier than I had seen him in ages, and I just couldn't bring myself to shatter that newfound joy with the knowledge of my own stupid act.

I had to keep it to myself, even though I was terrified, and the urge to spill my secret to someone - anyone who could help comfort me was borderline overwhelming, but I refused to be that selfish. I wouldn't stoop so low as to drag Frank down with me until I had no other option.

I realized I was being a bit too hard on myself, I had no idea that drinking a whole bottle of Livian would be accompanied by such terrible side effects, but I still blamed myself. I should have known - or asked someone, or just waited until I had gotten home; yes - I might have died in Hell if I had put it off a moment longer, but I might not have, and then we wouldn't be in another hopeless situation because of my idiocy.

I had discreetly questioned Frank about Brendon's letter, and more importantly, what he had said about the Livian, but apparently he knew little more than I did, just that drinking more than a few drops was dangerous - so dangerous in fact that Brendon had risked exposing himself, and us, to inform Frank of that fact.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad though, maybe I was overreacting. I felt nothing yet besides the healthy buzz that had been flowing through my veins ever since I had downed that bottle, and I had been addicted to drugs back when I was alive. I was no stranger to the symptoms of withdrawal, and I could handle them again - at least, I think I can.

I wished someone could tell me what to expect, more than anything, I wanted someone to tell me that everything was going to be okay; to come and clean up this mess I had made - or tell me how to fix it so I could remedy the situation myself, but that wasn't going to happen. I was struggling blindly through this, which is what I deserved for going and fucking everything up again.

"Baby?" Frank's voice cut through my internal worries, and I did my best to soothe out my features so he wouldn't pick up on my distress. He flipped over so that he was facing me, and I plastered on a fake smile while hoping that my acting skills were at least sub-par.

"Yeah?" I hoped he was still half asleep, we had stayed up talking about everything that had transpired while we had been apart for quite some time, and he had been drained from the emotional day.

"Why are you still awake?" he asked softly.

"I don't know, just restless I guess." I shrugged my shoulders, hoping he would drop the subject and go back to sleep, but this was Frank, and I should have known better.

"You need rest love," Frank gestured for me to lie down beside him, so I did, feeling his arms wrap around me.

I tried to shut my mind off and close my eyes - I really did, but I couldn't seem to sit still; whether it was the potent effects of the Livian affecting me, or my nagging brain that refused to give me peace, I didn't know, but I had to move. I couldn't just sit here or I was going to explode.

Shifting carefully, I attempted to disentangle myself from Frank's hold, but I had misjudged him. By his steady breathing and still posture, I had assumed that he had fallen back asleep, but his eyes flashed open in the dark room, meeting my own as I tried to conceal the guilt I was sure they held.

"Seriously Gee, what's wrong?"

"I guess I am just on edge from today, I can't seem to relax." It wasn't exactly a lie; it wasn't the whole truth either, but it was the best explanation I could give him for now.

"Well come here." Frank sat up and held out his arms, and I burrowed into them gratefully.

Even though I wouldn't let myself tell him what was troubling me, that didn't stop me from feeling comforted by his embrace. Frank could erase everything with just his presence, and I loved that about him. No one else could shut off my tortuous mind, not even Mikey, and the fact that Frank could made him even more special to me.

A soft rustling sound filled the room, and suddenly I was surrounded by the familiar smell of sunshine and rain that I had come to adore, because that was the scent of Frank's wings, which were now wrapped securely around me, cocooning me from the world, and for the first time all night, everything that had been plaguing me faded away, and I finally relaxed completely.

It was astounding how Frank always knew exactly what I needed, even when he didn't know the root of the problem, he managed to fix it - albeit temporarily, and my love for him swelled throughout my entire body. It threatened to choke me with its intensity, but in a good way, not that the sensation of being choked is usually a pleasant experience, but this time it was.

I caressed Frank's feathers with my fingers, relishing in the gorgeous silky texture of them. One of my favorite things in the world was touching his wings, and I hadn't had very many opportunities to do this, so I took full advantage of my situation; running my hands all over his beautiful appendages, exploring each individual feather until I reached the point where his wings joined with his back.

"Ooh..." Frank moaned softly, his body shuddered under my touch, causing his wings to flutter around me. Apparently I had found a sensitive spot that I hadn't been aware Frank possessed, and by the startled look on his face, neither had he.

"Does that feel good baby?" I asked as I continued to massage the edge of his wings, watching as Frank's pupils widened and his breathing hitched in his chest.

"Oh god yes..." he groaned out through gritted teeth.

Ecstatic with my newfound discovery, I teasingly brushed my fingers over the area, feeling a sense of pride as Frank gasped quietly, clutching even tighter to me as his body continued to shake.

"Fuck Gerard...what are you doing to me?" he gasped out brokenly.

I didn't respond with words, I was too caught up in the moment. This definitely hadn't been my intention when I began stroking Frank's wings, but now that I had him writhing and needy because of my touch, I wanted him so badly that it ached.

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"Gerard - oh fuck - please...I need you..." Frank moaned out as if he had read my mind.

Continuing to massage the spot that drove him wild, I began sucking on Frank's neck, which I had perfect access to since he had thrown his head back in pleasure. He bucked against me, and since we had both been sleeping in nothing but our boxers, I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach.

Keeping one hand on his wings, I moved my other hand lower until I was tracing the tattoos that decorated his hips. Movingly slowly, I dipped below the waistband of his boxers, running my fingers over the head of his dick teasingly.

"Please..." Frank begged unashamedly.

When I glanced up at him, I was blown away by how gorgeous he looked: his eyes dilated with need, his black hair beginning to stick slightly to his forehead with sweat, his mouth slack and open as soft moans poured from his throat. He was so beautiful, and he was all mine.

I tugged down his boxers gently, causing him to gasp as the material scraped against his cock. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I realized that I should be nervous and awkward, I mean, this would be the first time we had ever had sex - the first time I have ever had sex, and even though Frank had been with girls, he had never done this before.

But with him I felt confident, I felt beautiful and in control, and I refused to let nerves ruin this special moment between us. I had been waiting for this for so long, and now that it was here, I intended to make it amazing for the both of us.

Removing my fingers from Frank's cock, I pulled them into my mouth and began coating them with saliva. Once I deemed them sufficiently lubed up, I straightened out my legs and pulled Frank into my lap, causing our erections to brush against each other and a strangled moan to leave my mouth.

Reaching down, I gently pressed one finger to his entrance, touching it lightly until he was pushing back against my hand with a throaty whine.

"Just tell me if I hurt you baby," I whispered as I inched in my digit as slowly as I could. He was tight - oh so tight, and I grew impossibly harder when I realized that soon my dick would be encased in him very soon.

I moved my finger back and forth, trying to loosen his walls, but not quite ready to chance another finger just yet.

"More please..." Frank gasped out, and with his encouragement, I added another digit, scissoring them gently while searching for this prostate.

"Fuck!" Frank cried out when I arched my fingers upward, and I knew I had succeeded. I continued to massage that spot as Frank rocked back onto my hand.

"Ready baby?" I asked him after a few more minutes, because I didn't think I could wait much longer, or else I was going to lose it before I even got inside him just from watching him ride my fingers.

"Oh god yes..." Frank moaned brokenly.

Quickly removing my boxers, I repositioned Frank; because his wings were still open, I couldn't lay him onto his back, so instead, I lifted him up until he was crouching over the head of my cock.

I shuddered as he slowly lowered himself down on me, it took all the self-restraint I possessed not to buck upwards into him, because fuck - this felt so good, I wasn't one hundred percent sure it was real, but as Frank settled in my lap with my dick sheathed inside him, I realized it was real, this gorgeous angel was mine, and he loved me, and nothing else mattered just then.

Frank stayed completely still for a moment, gazing into my eyes as he waited for his body to adjust, and mixed in with the lust and excitement, it was the overwhelming adoration I saw in his hazel irises that completely floored me.

"Fuck Gerard - I love you..." he gasped out before pressing his lips against mine in a fierce kiss.

I melted into him, this was the best feeling in the whole entire world, and if I died right this second, that would be okay with me, because I got to experience this intimacy with Frank, and that was something that I never imagined would happen to me in a million years. The fact that someone could truly love me made it more than worth all of the trials we had gone through to end up here.

Frank shifted slightly, making me push into him even deeper, and by his hoarse exclamation, I was pretty sure I had just rubbed against his prostate. Frank began rocking faster against me, and I threw back my head in pleasure, letting him set his own pace, because I needed a moment to compose myself anyway. Frank felt so fucking good, especially when he clenched around me, and I needed to calm down so this wouldn't end too quickly.

"God Frank...I love you too." I finally managed to get my mouth to form the words that were inside of my head, and I meant it so much - with all of my being, and I knew he realized that and loved me just as intensely.

I laid back completely, losing myself in the pleasure of being with Frank. When I began to move my hips in time with his, the sensations became even better for both of us - if the sounds Frank was emitting were any clue, and I had found my heaven on earth.

As much as I wanted this to last forever, my body had other ideas, and I knew I had barely a minute left - if that. Clutching his hips tightly, I began to rock in time with his movements, falling in sync with each rise and fall of his writhing body.

"Baby I'm close..." I hissed out.

"Me too...ohh god - I'm so close," Frank moaned out loudly, and I increased my pace slightly, wrapping one hand around his dick and reaching up so I could massage his wings as I continued to thrust into him.

"Ohh shit..." Frank whimpered as his entire body began to shake, the tips of his wings brushed against my sides as they trembled, and then I was seeing stars as I came inside of Frank's tight heat.

"Gerard!" Frank cried out as he released, falling forward onto my chest as he rode out his orgasm.

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I don't know how long I lay there, but I couldn't find the energy to move, and I really didn't want to, because that meant this snapshot in time would end, and I would have to go back to worrying, but for a little while, I had forgotten everything - everything besides the pure ecstasy of being with Frank.

Finally I rolled us over, pulling out of Frank with a quiet gasp. He stared up at me lovingly, his hazel eyes practically bursting with happiness, and I couldn't resist leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to his swollen lips.

"You are so perfect," I whispered, trying to fill my tone with all the admiration I was feeling, because he was. Frank was the epitome of perfection, and I would never understand how I had been so lucky to have this angel fall in love with me.

"I should be saying that to you," Frank moved closer to kiss me again, and I savored the unique taste of his lips.

We cleaned up quickly, luckily nobody seemed to be awake, or else they were pretending to be asleep. I had managed to forget that fact that we weren't alone in this house, but I couldn't exactly be bothered right now by the fact that they might have heard our late night activities.

When we crawled back into bed again, Frank wrapped me in his wings once more, and I managed to push everything aside and fall into a deep slumber, because in Frank's arms, I was safe, and nothing could hurt me as long as he was there to shield me from the world.

Hehehe I finally made them do the frickle frackle!

This chapter could have been longer, but I wrote it at work, and I kinda gave up after the butt sex because that shit is hard to write with other people around haha.

This chapter is dedicated to rosielovesmcr because she messages me every time I update to tell me how happy she is and it is seriously the sweetest thing ever ^_^

Alright I need to sleep so I won't be dead on my feet in the morning.

Ily you guys to pieces.

<3 starr