*lots of smut - have fun folks*

"Frank..." Gerard whined softly, pulling away from Frank's mouth with a soft pop, moving down to his neck so he could begin suckling the black scorpion inked into his skin, causing Frank to release a low moan of appreciation in response.

"Y-yeah?" Frank gasped, his hips snapping upward as Gerard bit down slightly. Frank quickly forced himself to lie back in his previous position, but not before Gerard had felt Frank's hard cock straining against the constricting denim of his jeans in the short amount of time it had been pressed against him.

"I - I need, can I..." Gerard trailed off, tugging at the hem of Frank's shirt in the hopes that he would understand what Gerard was getting at, because Gerard seemed to have lost his voice, his entire vocabulary had been erased by the cloud of lust that was currently overtaking his mind now that he could finally touch Frank in the way he had been wanting to since before they had spoken one word to each other.

"You - oh fuck," Frank cried out when Gerard's hand slipped under the waistband of his jeans, "you don't have to do anything if you don't want to," Frank forced the words past his gritted teeth, his body trembling slightly as Gerard traced the outline of his dick with one finger.

"I want to...so badly - please Frank."

"Okay," Frank nodded eagerly, his blown out pupils meeting Gerard's for a long moment before he reached down, pulling his shirt over his head in one swift movement, exposing his tattooed chest to Gerard's roving gaze.

"Holy fuck Frank," Gerard moaned, because he had known that Frank had tattoos, but not this many; Frank was literally covered, his skin transformed into a piece of art that Gerard could stare at for ages and never get enough of, but this was a painting he could touch, and lick, and kiss, and he was definitely going to take advantage of that fact.

And not only was the ink on Frank's skin drawing Gerard's attention, but every inch of Frank seemed to scream for his touch, from his collarbones to his slight belly that Gerard found himself nuzzling as he traced the cursive words lining Frank's hips with his tongue, his nose pressed deep into Frank's flesh, the scent of sweat, and Frank's detergent, and just Frank in general filling him up as he took his time exploring every nuance of Frank's body that he could reach.

"Gerard," Frank gasped weakly, his hands pulling Gerard up so he could connect their lips once again, his tongue immediately invading Gerard's mouth with a feverish intensity behind his motions, and oh - Frank was grinding against him shamelessly now, his denim clad legs wrapping around Gerard as he pushed their lower halves together, and fuck - feeling the pressure of Frank's erection against his own was too much, especially in a skirt, causing Gerard to whine loudly as a rush of heat blossomed in his lower belly.

Gerard bit Frank's bottom lip as he rutted against him, crying out softy into Frank's mouth as the minutes ticked onward, and fuck - Gerard could get off like this, he was close already, just having Frank half naked and pressing his hard cock against his clothed skin would be more than enough to tip Gerard over the edge if he let himself, but he wasn't anywhere near ready for this to end just yet, not before he had even been properly touched yet, or gotten to touch Frank below the belt.

"Can I - can I suck you off?" Gerard gasped out once he managed to get his thoughts aligned, because as much as he wanted Frank to fuck him so hard he wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow, he didn't want to come off as too forward, and getting his mouth on Frank's cock was a very close second to having Frank's dick in his ass.

"Holy shit - yes please," Frank groaned, his hands instantly flying to his belt as he tried to undo the stubborn buckle before Gerard took over for him, lifting himself off of Frank's legs so he could remove his jeans entirely, leaving Frank clad in nothing but boxer shorts, spread out and panting on the couch, waiting for Gerard to make the next move.

Gerard held his breath as he inched Frank's underwear down slowly, and Frank seemed to do the same thing, every muscle in his body tensing up as his final article of clothing fell away, and fuck - Frank had a nice dick, decently long and very thick, and Gerard was so tempted to rip off his leggings and sink down onto it, no prep - nothing, before riding Frank so hard he wouldn't be able to see straight, but he managed to contain himself for the time being, instead, placing himself back onto the couch before nuzzling his head in-between Frank's legs.

Frank whimpered under his breath as Gerard began moving higher, licking and kissing the sensitive skin on his inner thighs before finally reaching the base of his cock, wrapping one hand around it gently while running his tongue teasingly over the raised vein on the backside of his dick, slowly making his way up to the head of Frank's cock.

The hottest sound Gerard had ever heard left Frank's throat when Gerard had his fill of tonguing at Frank's leaking slit, the bitter taste of precome inundating his mouth as he stretched his lips over Frank's pulsating length, until finally, he reached the hand that he still had wrapped around the bottom of Frank's cock, Frank's tortured groan seeming to echo around the room until Gerard was convinced he was experiencing it in surround sound.

"Oh god Gerard - oh god, fucking hell, your fucking mouth," Frank moaned as Gerard placed one arm around his hips, forcing Frank to stay still and let Gerard set the pace for now. "Oh fuck," Frank whimpered softly when Gerard went even further down, removing his hand so he could take all of Frank into his mouth, forcing his throat to open up around Frank's cock as he swallowed once, earning a strangled cry from Frank in the process.

Gerard repeated his actions a few times, coughing once when he accidentally took Frank too deep, but after a bit, he felt that he was sufficiently warmed up, and judging by the gasps and moans Frank was letting out, he was enjoying himself just as much as Gerard was, because for some reason, Gerard liked sucking cock almost as much as getting fucked.

Gerard wasn't really sure why he loved giving blowjobs so much, but it was probably because he was good at it, and there was something about providing someone else with so much pleasure while receiving none of your own - if you didn't count the few times Gerard humped the couch in an attempt to alleviate some of the throbbing ache in his cock, but in a way, turning Frank into a writhing, moaning mess was the best feeling Gerard had ever experienced, and he wanted to do more for Frank, he wanted Frank to fall apart all because of his mouth, his tongue, his throat.

"I want you to fuck my mouth," Gerard rasped out, his voice already coming out deep and wrecked because of the abuse by Frank's dick, making sure to keep stroking Frank steadily with one hand as he waited for Frank to react to his plea.

"Jesus fucking christ," Frank groaned loudly, pulling himself into a sitting position shakily as Gerard all but threw himself off the couch, positioning himself on his knees in-between Frank's spread legs before dragging Frank closer to him with a heavy hold on his hips. "Are...are you sure?" Frank asked in a breathless tone of voice, his fingers tangling in Gerard's hair gently, pushing it back from his face so he could see his expression.

And yes - Gerard was so fucking sure this was what he wanted - hell, he had been dreaming about this for much longer than he would ever admit to Frank, so Gerard simply rolled his eyes before sinking his mouth back down around Frank's cock, humming deep in his throat in an attempt to encourage Frank to use him however he saw fit.

And Frank didn't disappoint Gerard; after a few shallow thrusts with his hips, he finally went for it, pushing his cock into Gerard's mouth hard and fast, crying out loudly whenever it would slip down Gerard's throat for a few short moments, causing tears to form in Gerard's eyes and a strangled moan to escape from his lips, only for the sound to be muffled around Frank's dick.

"Gerard - ahh, feels so fucking good," Frank choked out, his hands tugging on Gerard's hair lightly in a way that had Gerard gasping in pleasure, his own hand slipping down to touch himself through the thin material of his skirt, because Frank might not know this, but Gerard had a huge hair pulling kink, and if Frank did that a few more times, he was going to come all over his pretty new outfit without much stimulation at all.

Gerard's eyes fluttered closed as he palmed himself slowly, and even though he wanted to keep Frank's face in his line of sight, the visual was just too much coupled with all of the intense sensations he was feeling; the slide of Frank's cock down his throat added with the pressure of his hand was transporting Gerard to a hazy world of ecstasy, his chest heaving as he continued to suck Frank off like his life depended on it.

"Gerard - oh fuck, gonna come," Frank warned Gerard, his hands tightening in his hair in what Gerard assumed was an attempt to pull him off, but Gerard simply ignored Frank, moving slightly higher up Frank's dick so he could put more pressure on Frank's sensitive tip with his tongue, and as soon as he pressed the muscle into Frank's slit, Frank was coming, an almost silent gasp leaving his mouth as his back arched forward and his body trembled wildly, his come flooding Gerard's mouth before he swallowed it down eagerly.

Gerard continued to keep suction around Frank's pulsating cock, making sure to catch every last drop of his seemingly endless orgasm, and it was only when Frank gently pushed him away that Gerard realized that Frank was spent, his naked body coated in a light sheen of sweat as his chest rose and fell rapidly, his eyes shining with lust and adoration as they stared down at Gerard.

"Fucking hell Gerard...that - that was..." Frank stuttered out, shutting himself up by pulling Gerard in for a slow kiss, causing Gerard to whine softy into his mouth when his achingly hard cock pressed up against Frank's bare thigh. "Stay there," Frank commanded when they finally broke apart, the intensity of the kiss leaving Gerard lightheaded and in borderline pain from how aroused he was.

Gerard nodded weakly to show Frank that he understood, letting Frank slip out from underneath him gracefully, leaving Gerard's upper half on the couch while he legs were still on the floor, his thighs trembling when he felt Frank's warm body press up behind him.

Frank instantly removed Gerard's sweater, pressing soft kisses down his spine once his pale skin was exposed to the slightly chilly air, not that Gerard perceived the nip of cold at all, he literally felt like he was on fire at the moment, his body burning with the intense desire to rut against the couch until he came, but he didn't, not when he had Frank's still naked body behind him, his careful fingers slowly undressing him.

Gerard's leggings and underwear went next, as well as his shoes, leaving Gerard in nothing but a very short skirt which probably didn't even cover his ass cheeks, but by the sharp intake of breath behind him, Gerard assumed that Frank liked what he saw, and Gerard had to admit that he did feel pretty fucking sexy right now.

There was just something oddly exhilarating about being so exposed, the sensation intensified by the slight slip of fabric covering only his most private parts, his hard cock pushing up against the front of the soft material in a desperate bid for attention, ruining the innocent facade the skirt was attempting to provide him with.

For one moment, Gerard thought Frank was going to fuck him; his position was perfect for it, even though he doubted that Frank could get hard again that fast, but hey - crazier things had happened before, but Frank did something else instead, something Gerard hadn't been expecting, because no one had ever done this for him, and Gerard had never in his wildest imaginings allowed himself to think that anyone ever would.

But there was Frank, spreading him open with the tips of his fingers before pressing his tongue flat against his asshole, licking upward gently in a way that had Gerard crying out loudly, because fuck - this felt good; Gerard had no idea he would like being eaten out so much, but still - his immediate reaction was to pull away from Frank's mouth, his hips pressing upward until his entire lower half was smashed against the scratchy couch, his cock both loving and hating the almost painful pressure.

"Frank...y-you don't, I haven't..." Gerard whispered in a shaky tone of voice, his insecurities flaring up suddenly, because this wasn't usual, this was borderline filthy, and he couldn't sit by and let Frank do this without some form of protest, but he was instantly quieted by Frank's hands digging into his sides, tugging him back to his previous position determinedly.

"Shut up and let me get my mouth on you," Frank practically growled before shoving his face back in-between Gerard's cheeks, his tongue instantly starting to do this flicking motion that felt way too fucking good to be real, but it was, and Frank was doing this, and not only that - he wanted to do it, which pretty much made Gerard fall the final step down the staircase that led him to the doorway which would open him up to being completely in love with Frank, if he wasn't there already that is.

Frank was humming happily as he continued to push his tongue against Gerard's trembling rim, his shoulders forcing Gerard to spread his legs wide so Frank could fit between them, and just when Gerard thought he was going to spontaneously combust from the amount of sensations he was feeling, Frank forced his tongue inside him, twisting it against his sensitive walls while Gerard practically screamed in ecstasy.

"Frank...I - I," Gerard whimpered, his body writhing under Frank's persistent tongue as his stomach tightened notch by notch, and Gerard knew he would be lucky if he lasted another minute at this rate.

"You're gonna come aren't you?" Frank rasped out, pressing two of his tattooed fingers inside of Gerard to replace his tongue. "Wanna come with my tongue inside you?" Frank asked.

Gerard's only response was a desperate keening noise which erupted from deep in his throat, but much to Gerard's relief, Frank took that as a yes, burying his tongue deep inside of Gerard while keeping his two digits in as well, angling them upward until the pads of his fingers brushed against Gerard's prostate, and that was it; Gerard snapped, his hips pushing back against Frank's face as he clutched his cock tightly, come spilling all over his fingers, and his skirt, and the couch upholstery as Gerard released the sluttiest moan he had ever made in his entire life.

Gerard collapsed forward once his orgasm finally ended, exhaustion leaking into his muscles instantly as his scrambled brain tried to process everything that just happened, which wasn't made any easier by the soft kisses Frank was still pressing against his thighs, his lips slowly moving up Gerard's weakened body, flipping him over gently in the process so he could proceed to connect their lips passionately before pulling away reluctantly.

"Oh god...your couch, I'm sorry," Frank gasped when he saw the impressive come stain Gerard had left on the fabric, but really - Gerard didn't give a single fuck about the state of his furniture right now, he actually hated that couch, but even if he had loved it, having Frank eat him out was more than worth a spot on a stupid cushion, and Frank's apparent concern for the shitty seat seemed like the most hilarious thing in the world to Gerard in his blissed out state.

"Are you seriously apologizing?" Gerard wheezed in disbelief, his chest heaving as he laughed loudly at the ridiculous notion of Frank feeling bad for giving Gerard the best orgasm of his life.

"Shut up, you know what I mean," Frank giggled along with Gerard after a moment, pulling Gerard's lax body up onto the aforementioned couch, avoiding the large wet spot in the process.

"I think you broke me," Gerard grumbled tiredly, leaning his head against Frank's chest as he feebly tried to pull off his sticky skirt to avoid getting any come on Frank.

"That good huh?" Frank grinned proudly, his eyes literally dancing in delight as he tugged Gerard even closer to him, causing Gerard to gasp when he felt what could only be a semi pressing against his back.

"Yeah...fucking hell Frank, are you getting hard again?" Gerard twisted his body so he could see for himself, and sure enough - Frank's cock was quickly coming back to life, the tip already leaking slightly where it was pressed in-between their sweaty bodies.

"Yeah...I - uh, you make some really hot noises, and it's been awhile since I've been with anyone, but don't worry, I'll take care of it later." Frank's already flushed face took on an even deeper shade of red at his admission, but Gerard felt his own cock twitch at the thought of getting Frank off again so soon.

"Come here," Gerard commanded, forcing his shaky limbs to stand up, tossing off his ruined skirt before taking Frank's hand and leading him into the bedroom.

"Gerard...it's okay, you don't have to do anything," Frank tried to protest, but Gerard wasn't listening, he wanted Frank to be as satisfied as he felt, and even though he didn't have much energy left in his body, Gerard was pretty sure he could make Frank come one more time before he collapsed entirely.

"Do I need to tell you to shut up now?" Gerard grinned before pushing Frank down onto the bed gently, covering his naked body with his own before pressing his mouth to Frank's in a needy kiss.

"Shit Gerard..." Frank moaned against his lips, pushing his now fully erect cock against Gerard's as they made out heavily, their sweat and precome making the slide too fucking good, and holy shit - Gerard was almost all the way hard again too, which was pretty ridiculous considering the intense orgasm he had just experienced not five minutes ago, but this was Frank he was lying naked on top of after all, so his out of control sex drive wasn't really that surprising.

"Frank...can you finger me again?" Gerard pleaded softly, the urge to be filled up by something overtaking his hormone driven mind, but he was still holding to his earlier pledge of not going all the way with Frank just yet, even though that was such a difficult promise to keep as his body pushed down harder against Frank's cock, his mouth relocating to one of Frank's nipples, sucking gently on the raised bud as Frank cried out noisily.

"Fuck," Frank whimpered, one of his hands pressing against the back of Gerard's head to keep him in contact with his chest while he placed two fingers in his mouth, coating them in his own salvia before trailing them down Gerard's spine, finally inserting them into his already spit soaked hole.

"God Frank...you don't know how long I've wanted this," Gerard gasped out as Frank's digits entered him, the callused pads finding his prostate almost instantly, causing Gerard to cry out loudly while he wrapped his long fingers around Frank's cock as they continued to roll their hips together sensually. "Right there Frank...please don't stop," Gerard begged, alternating between pushing himself back on Frank's fingers and shoving forward against his hard length.

"Me too...been wanting to touch you for ages, oh god - I'm close already," Frank moaned deep in his throat, the sound causing a shiver to erupt down Gerard's spine, the fact that Frank was already on the edge for the second time tonight because of Gerard's actions was intensifying everything to an almost unbearable level. "Keep doing that - bite me," Frank begged, arching his back so his hard nipples were presented to Gerard's swollen lips.

"Holy fuck," Gerard whispered, more to himself than to Frank, pressing himself back against Frank's fingers as he lowered his mouth down again, scraping his teeth over Frank's nipple before biting down with more force than he would usually use, feeling a violent shudder wrack Frank's body when Gerard's canines came in contact with his sensitive skin.

"More - please..." Frank's voice came out hoarse and wrecked, and even though Gerard was nervous about hurting him, he did what Frank asked, pressing his teeth down hard enough to leave a visible mark before closing his jaw together slowly.

"Oh fuck - holy shit." Frank wrapped his legs around Gerard, pushing his cock into his hand one more time before releasing all over his own stomach, a tortured groan vibrating through Gerard's lips where they were still firmly clamped around Frank's nipple as Frank whimpered softly.

"Holy fuck - that's so hot," Gerard keened, sitting up slightly, causing Frank's two fingers to slip that much deeper inside him as Gerard grabbed his leaking cock, and it only took three more strokes before his come was mixing with Frank's, splattering against his tattoos in an obscene parody of the artwork that covered Frank's skin.

Gerard didn't know how much time had passed during which he and Frank panted heavily, staring into each other's eyes as the effects of their second orgasm slowly began to fade away; it could have been thirty seconds, it could have been two hours, but eventually, Frank stretched lazily beneath him, a wide grin splitting his face in two as one of his hands brushed against Gerard's cheek in a loving manner.

"This isn't a dream right?" Gerard blurted out suddenly, letting Frank tug his body down next to his as Frank wrapped his arms around him.

"No honey, at least, I really fucking hope not," Frank giggled quietly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Gerard's head, his touch lingering as if he was reluctant to have his lips separated from Gerard's skin.

"That really happened - I...you really like me," Gerard mumbled sleepily, his orgasm fried brain trying his best to process everything now that his overwhelming lust had faded away, and in so many ways, this still seemed too good to be true, because this was Frank - Frank had eaten him out, Frank was naked next to him right now, and this sort of stuff only happened in Gerard's fantasies...right?

"Mhmm, I really fucking like you," Frank nodded, a yawn splitting up his sentence as he laid his head against Gerard's bare chest.

"Can you stay the night with me?" Gerard asked nervously, because even though he knew there was no way he was going to be able to work himself up for a round three, he couldn't think of anything he would rather do besides fall asleep with Frank's warm body in his arms.

"Of course honey."

Yay smut, haha ^_^

I'm pretty tipsy, so I don't even know what this is, or if it is any good, and I'm sure it is a mess of errors, but yeah - I will fix it eventually, I just really wanted to publish this before I have to go back to work tomorrow.

P.S. I love Cartel so much right now idk why but I was listening to Chroma the entire time I wrote this and it made me very happy.

((((smutty vibes))))

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