Gerard and I laid in bed late at night, soft kisses shared between us. He pulled me closer, his hand sneaking down the front of my panties. I gasped softly, gently rutting into his hand. He kissed along my neck and I whimpered, closing my eyes.

"Is this okay?" He asked.

I nodded and he moved down underneath the blanket. He moved in between my legs, kissing along my inner thighs. He pulled off my panties, kissing up my stomach. He pulled my shirt off and leaned down, his mouth going to suck on my nipple. I gasped from the new sensation and I didn't want him to stop as he dragged his tongue along it.

Gerard moved back down under the blanket. He flipped me over onto my stomach and I whimpered.

"H-how are you gonna suck my dick like this?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"I'm not gonna suck your dick," he replied simply.

Gerard ran his hands up the back of my thighs before they reached my ass, squeezing softly. I cried out when his tongue ran over my hole. I rocked my hips back as I moaned, pleasure running over every inch of my body.

"F-fuck," I mumbled.

I kept letting out high pitched whines and whimpers, sounds that I didn't even know I could make. His tongue pushed in slightly and I was shaking under his touch.

"Please," I whimpered. "Oh fuck."

I buried my face into the pillow, muffling out the sounds that seemed to tumble out of my lips against my will. My back arched as I pushed my ass up more, my stomach twisting and turning from the pure bliss running over every inch of my skin.

"You're so pretty," Gerard muttered.

I whined, my fists curled up in the sheets. He slowly pushed in a finger and I bit my lip. It thankfully didn't sting too bad as he added a second. He pumped them in and out slowly, his tongue moving around it. I moaned, panting heavily.

'Please, please," I muttered. "Oh fuck, I-I'm close."

He crooked his fingers and pressed them right against my prostate and I nearly wanted to scream.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I mumbled. "Oh, please fuck me."

The burning pleasure was taking over, the burning knot twisting in the pit of my stomach. He moved his fingers faster, hitting my prostate every time. I was a mess at this point, pushing my hips back against him.

"I'm gonna come," I whimpered. "Oh fuck, fuck, I'm gonna come."

Gerard scissored his fingers, pushing his tongue in between them. My legs were shaking and I couldn't hold it in anymore, the burning pleasure washing over me. I cried out as I came, my legs shaking as pure bliss ran through my veins.

I gasped, relaxing against the mattress. Gerard pulled away and I looked back and saw him smirking, the blanket falling down his shoulders. He laid down next to me, giving me a kiss. I whimpered quietly, taking a few deep breaths as I calmed down.

"How was it?" He asked.

"Amazing," I muttered.

Gerard smiled, wrapping an arm around my waist. I could feel the bulge in his boxers and I bit my lip. I cupped the bulge and he took in a sharp breath.

"You don't have to, Baby," he said. "You've never been with a guy before so..."

"I want to," I said.

I pushed him onto his back and pulled off his boxers. I wrapped a hand around his erection, stroking slowly.

"Mm, fuck," he muttered.

I leaned down, nervously wrapping my lips around his erection. I whimpered as I took him into my mouth, my lips stretching around him. Saltiness ran over my tongue as I gagged lightly.

"Fuck," he winced. "No teeth, Baby."

"Sorry," I muttered as I pulled off. "I didn't mean to."

"You don't have to do this, Baby," he said.

"I want to," I said.

Girls always seemed to make this so much easier.

"Just go slow," he said.

I nodded, moving my head back down. I ran my tongue along his underside, moving again to wrap my lips around him. Gerard moaned, his hand tangling into my hair. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could, gagging as my eyes watered and I pulled off again.

I instead just wrapped a hand around his erection, stroking him quickly. He gasped and moaned, jerking his hips up. I kissed him roughly, my tongue running over his. I ran my thumb over his tip and he moaned, closing his eyes. I bit my lip, stroking him faster.

"Fuck," he muttered, looking up at me. "God, you're so pretty."

It wasn't long before he was coming in my hand. He moaned , relaxing against the mattress.

"Fuck," he muttered.

I gave him a soft kiss and he smiled.

"W-was it okay?" I asked nervously. "I-I've never really been with a guy before."

"You were perfect," he said. "So, I think that we should get cleaned up. How does a bath sound?"

I nodded, giving him a kiss.

"Can you go run a bath?" He asked. "I'm gonna go throw the sheets into the washer."

I nodded, heading off to the bathroom. I filled up the tub with hot water and added some bubbles. I glanced in the mirror and frowned, turning away.

"Hey, beautiful, is the bath all ready?" He asked.

I nodded and he gave me a kiss. He sat in the tub, holding out his hand. I took it, letting him help me into the tub. I sat between his legs, my back pressed to his front. I smiled softly, feeling his arms wrap around me.

"This is really nice," I mumbled.

"It is," he agreed.

I closed my eyes, resting my head back against his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and I smiled. I could feel myself starting to drift off as I relaxed with him.

"Baby, if you're falling asleep you should just go lay in bed," he said.

"But I wanna stay here with you," I said.

Gerard chuckled, holding me a little tighter.

"You're the cutest," he said.

I blushed, my fingers gently running over his knee that was propped up, the top of it poking out of the water. I closed my eyes but must've dozed off for a bit because next thing I knew Gerard was shaking me awake.

"Come on, let's get you to bed, you're getting all pruny," he said.

Gerard got out and I sighed as the water swished around me. He grabbed me a towel and I got out, drying myself off. I put on a pair of soft cotton panties and one of Gerard's shirts. I noticed that he had changed the sheets, changed them to some clean sheets instead. I sighed and curled up in the bed, quickly falling asleep.

I woke up to the sound of dishes clattering and then there was cursing. I whined, burying my face into the pillow. I sighed before heading down to the hall where I found Gerard and Brendon. I blushed, tugging my shirt down.

"Oh, hey," Gerard said. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"What time is it?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"Three in the morning," he said.

"Three?" I asked, a small whine leaving my lips.

"Sorry, this is my fault," Brendon said. "I just needed to talk to Gerard about something."

"Go back to sleep, babygirl," Gerard said.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Nothing, just drag drama," Gerard said. "Someone was just ragging on Brendon and he wanted to talk."

"Oh," I mumbled.

I glanced at Brendon and for some reason it didn't seem like he really agreed on anything Gerard had said. I grabbed a glass of water and Gerard wrapped an arm around my waist, walking me back to the bedroom.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," he said. "But we decided that we were hungry while we were talking so I got us some chips and salsa but accidentally dropped the bowl while i was trying to wash it."

I sighed, yawning quietly. It was dark outside but the stars shone bright, crickets chirping quietly.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you in the morning, I'll make you a great big breakfast," he said. "Or maybe I can take you out for breakfast. We can go to IHOP."

"I like IHOP," I mumbled sleepily.

Gerard chuckled, tucking me into the bed. He ran his fingers through my hair and I smiled. I could feel my heart swelling. God, he looked so beautiful.

"Get some rest, you look like you need it," he said.

"Are you coming to bed soon?" I asked.

"I am, I'm just gonna go talk to him for a bit and then I promise I'm gonna be here to cuddle with you, I'll be here when you wake up in the morning," he said.

I nodded, taking a small sip of the water. He gave me a kiss before he left, leaving the door open a crack. A sliver of light lit up the room, going across the floor and up the wall. I was just starting to doze off when I realized I could hear their muffled voices from down the hall.

"Mikey is right, you can't do it," Brendon said.

"Mikey doesn't know what he's talking about," Gerard said. "Why doesn't anybody fucking trust me?"

"You know what happened last time," he said.

"I was at a fucking job interview," Gerard sighed.

"We just don't want to see you go through what you did last time," brendon said.

"It's not," Gerard stated. "And you guys don't need to keep coming at me and yelling at me. I'm happy, I have Frankie."

I wanted to listen more but I felt myself drifting back off into sleep again.