Gerard knocked on Anthony's door and shortly after after, it opened to Anthony's familiar smile. "Gee, please come in."

"Hey, can I talk to you...?"

"Sure, come here." Anthony sat on his bed and Gerard joined him.

"I made peace with Frank." Gerard confessed awkwardly.

"Oh... That's- that's nice..." Anthony frowned. For him, that was only bad news. A part of him was scared that Gerard was here to tell him that he prefered Frank and that the both of them were over.

"Yeah, I'm glad. But... This is not why I came here..."

Both Gerard and Anthony were nervous for whatever was to come.

"Anthony, I love you and- and I know you love me too. I've been thinking about it since... Well, since yesterday and..." Gerard bit his lips and looked down.

"...Yes?"

"Anthony..." Gerard took Anthony's hands in his own and looked up at the boy next to him. "I love you, and I want to do it with you. Anthony... I want us to... make love."

Anthony felt his heart stop for a split second and widened his eyes, not believing what he had just heard. It was too good to be true. "You- Really?"

Gerard nodded and entertwined their fingers. "I trust you."

"Are you sure? Isn't it too rushed? We have all the time in the world if that's what you need."

"I'm one hundred percent sure, really. Please?"

"Okay, if that's what you want. Thank you, Gee. Thank you for trusting me."

Both of them hesitantly came closer and awkwardly connected their lips. It was like they had forgotten how to kiss. Maybe at this precise moment, they had.

Anthony moved his lips against Gerard's and gently laid him on his matress, topping him like he had done the day before. All fears and doubts had vanished from Gerard, and everything he was doing with Anthony felt so right at the moment.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Anthony hastily drew back and sat away from Gerard, and Gerard straightened up and quickly ran a hand through his messy hair, so the situation almost looked normal.

It didn't look natural but really awkward, but at least it didn't look like anything they were actually doing.

"Um, c-come in!"

Ms. Clarke opened the door. "Boys, it's bedtime." She took a closer look at the scene going on.

"Uh, yeah, sure..." Gerard babbled.

"You know what? You can stay, Gerard. Just... Be sure to be really quiet, okay? People are sleeping." The nurse said with a little smile before leaving.

Gerard swore that she had seen her wink at him. He felt his face redden. Had she understood?
Impossible, he thought. But Ms. Clarke was clever, so maybe she had. If that was the case, then Ms. Clarke was possibly one of the raddest people he had ever known.

"So... Where were we?" Anthony asked softly.

"I think you were kissing me," Gerard chuckled.

"Oh, yeah, I remember..."

Anthony connected their lips again before he pushed Gerard back on the mattress, and both went back to their previous position.

Gerard deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around Anthony's neck, and Anthony took his shirt off. That was a bit sudden, but Gerard could get used to it. He took a moment to admire the beautiful boy on top of him. Anthony wasn't tall, but he surely was muscular.

"You like what you see?" Anthony smirked.

"I love what I see." Gerard confessed meekly.

He pulled Anthony in a kiss again. He felt Anthony play with his belt before taking it off, and skillfully unbutton his jeans.

Anthony gently ground down on Gerard, as though he feared that he might break the redhead if he applied any more pressure. He began softly kissing Gerard's neck, just under his jaw, making Gerard giggle.

"Wait," Gerard spoke as he just thought of something very important, and Anthony did as told. "Do you have a condom?"

Anthony bit his lips. "Fuck, I don't... Do you?"

Gerard flushed and nodded, that was an advantage of having a very preventive mother. "It's in my bedroom... I can go get it and come back?"

Anthony nodded and sat up, so did Gerard. Gerard buttoned his pants and grabbed his phone.

"Don't get caught..." Anthony whispered just before Gerard left.

Gerard lit up his phone's light to see in the dark hallway. His bare feet were silent against the warm carpet. Gerard hurried up and after a few minutes of anxiety - that was a very long and dark hallway - he reached his room. He grabbed what he was seeking before going out.

He was going back to Anthony's room on tip toe when he saw a light afar along with footsteps echoing.

Fuck, a teacher!! Gerard turned his light off. He couldn't run - it would make too much noise - and he couldn't just waltz in a random room. He was screwed.

Gerard desperately looked around and he had the incredible luck of being just next to a closet. He stormed in as quietly as possible.

"Well, suit yourself..." he heard someone whisper behind him in annoyed manner. Gerard would have screamed if a hand hadn't been pressed against his mouth. A dim light lit up before him.

"Gerard?" another voice said. Gerard knew these voices.

"Brendon? Dallon? What the-"

"Shhhh !" both of them shushed.

"What the hell?" Gerard resumed, whispering this time.

"We might ask you the same question."

"I... I was on my way back to Anthony's bedroom..." Gerard said, omitting the most important part of the story. "What about you guys? What are you doing in a closet in the middle of the night?"

"Guess."

"...Oh"

Honestly, at this moment, Gerard was glad it was dark.

"Well, I think it's safe now. I'll just... Leave you two alone..."

"Yeah, you do that." Dallon chuckled.

Gerard looked down at his phone to lit it. "Is that a fucking joke?!" he whisper-yelled.

No battery. Freaking Iphones...

Gerard heard a quiet guffaw that he could guess came from Brendon. "Don't worry man, Anthony's door is not far, like ten feet on the left." Brendon said.

Gerard thanked him and went out. He had no other choice but to grope his way in the dark since he couldn't go back to his room, and that he really didn't want to stay with Brendon and Dallon. Knowing Brendon, he was probably naked in that closet.

After a couple of minutes, Gerard dared opening a door he guessed was the right one. He entered a dark room.

"Hey, I'm back..." he hesitantly tried, hoping he hadn't just stepped in some random guy's room or worse, a teacher's.

"Gerard?"

Gerard emited a quiet sight of relief when he recognized Anthony's voice.

"Yeah, I'm back." The redhead repeated.

He groped his way to Anthony's bed but hit his toe on the corner of the bed - probably one of the worst pains a human being can experience in their everyday lives - making him silently squeak and bite his fist to somehow ease the pain.

"You okay?" Gerard sensed Anthony's dark silhouette sit up.

"Yeah..." Gerard sat next to Anthony and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Gerard felt Anthony's hand on his cheek. "Wait, does that mean you love me better?"

Gerard chuckled. "I don't know if I love you better, but I surely love you."

Gerard pushed Anthony on his bed, straddled him, and resumed kissing him lovingly. "I've got the condom..." he mumbled against Anthony's mouth.

"Alright then."

Gerard felt Anthony kiss back and wrap his arms around his waist.
"Don't you wanna turn on the lights, babe?"

Gerard quietly laughed. "No, leave it off. We don't wanna get caught again, do we? Plus, I like the idea of doing it in the dark..." he seductively muttered in Anthony's ear.

"Well, someone's being naughty, not obeying the curfew..." Gerard felt Anthony grin against his lips and Gerard let out a moan in his mouth. He had to admit, both desobeying and having a dirty remark about it was pretty hot and gave him such a rush.

"Just one thing. Can you... can you top? I feel really uncomfortable with topping..." Gerard asked.

"Sure thing, sweetheart. I always top. But let's get you out of that shirt first, shall we?"

Gerard nodded, forgetting that Anthony couldn't actually see that. He felt Anthony pull up Gerard's shirt and take it off, before doing the same with his own, and tossed both aside.

Anthony shifted their possition and was now above Gerard, kissing him deeply.

He felt Anthony grind down on him and then reach out for Gerard's crotch to palm him through his jeans, sending faint jolts of pleasure through his body and making him emit quiet little moans. Gerard could already feel himself get hard.

Gerard wanted more ; he wanted all the friction he could get, so he wrapped his legs around Anthony's waist to press their crotches together. Then Anthony began to grind hard on Gerard and move his hips, to the point that it was like they were fucking through their jeans. They wanted to drag it on and feel each other.

"Fuck... I love you. You've no idea how long I've waited for this moment." Anthony breathed out, holding Gerard tighter.

Both Gerard and Anthony were now panting from the intense humping, trying their best not to moan too loud. Feeling Anthony's hard-on against his own was driving Gerard insane and he kept wanting more.

Suddenly, without any warning, the door opened and the lights switched on, blinding both of them.

Oh fuck... Gerard thought, like a deer in the headlights.

"Frank, have you seen Gerard?" The redhead heard.

What. The actual. Fuck.

Gerard looked up and to his utter dismay, the shirtless man panting above him that he had been kissing and grinding onto wasn't Anthony.

It was Frank.

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~15 minutes earlier~

"Pete, move your fat ass !"

"Come on man, it's been what, 15 minutes?"

"Well, that's enough, I don't want my room to stink pot. Now get the fuck up." Frank demanded his best friend who was sprawled on the floor, as Frank was opening the window to make the vapor go.

Pete grumbled and got up.

"Well, goodnight."

"Yeah, bye." Frank almost shut the door on his friend before sighing and closing the window. No one could guess he was smoking pot with a friend about two minutes ago. Frank took his lip ring off like and put it on his night stand before turning the lights off.

A teacher passed by to tell him to go to sleep, but that was already done.

Frank layed down on his bed and stretched himself, yawning. He wasn't feeling tired though, he felt that he was going to spend a sleepless night. He really shouldn't have taken a nap earlier.

He didn't regret cuddling with Gerard though. A part of him was feeling guilty to have fucked Jack back then, because really, cuddling with Gerard was worth all the fucks in the world.

Gerard. Maybe there was still a tiny chance Frank could date him. Frank really had hope, Gerard had promised he would think about it. Frank knew very well that a promise wasn't always to be held, but he had faith in Gerard.

After a few minutes of silence, Frank heard his door open with a creak.

"Hey, I'm back..." Frank heard. It was Gerard's voice.

"Gerard?" Frank frowned.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Frank heard a thud and a little whimper close to where he was. Ouch, he thought when he understood that Gerard had banged his foot on the wooden corner of his bed. Frank sat up. "You okay?"

"Yeah..." he heard Gerard breath out just next to him.

And then, without any warning, Frank felt two arms wrap around his neck, and soft lips be pressed on his own. Frank's stomach did flip-flops when he realized that Gerard was kissing him.

"Wait, does that mean you love me better?" Frank asked and heard a chuckle.

"I don't know if I love you better, but I surely love you."

Frank didn't need more to feel butterflies errupt in his stomach; he was in pure bliss.

Frank felt Gerard push him on his mattress and straddle his waist, kissing him.

"I've got the condom." Gerard mumbled, leaving Frank the most confused boy in the world.

Oh my fucking God. This can't be happening.

Gerard fucking Way wanted to have sex with him? Right here? Now? Frank resisted the urge to slap himself or something to be sure he wasn't asleep in some sort of porn dream. No, Frank was very much awake.

"Alright then." he said both to Gerard and himself before kissing back. He was going to give all he had to Gerard; Frank intended to show him what true pleasure was.

"Don't you wanna turn on the lights, babe?"

"No, leave it off. We don't wanna get caught, do we? Plus, I like the idea of doing it in the dark..."

Fair enough, Frank thought. To him, there was nothing hotter than a kinky Gerard, really.

"Well, someone's being naughty, not obeying the curfew..." Frank grinned, keeping himself from proposing Gerard a spank - but God he would have loved doing so. But Frank wanted to keep it simple for their first time. Plus, it would be too noisy and risky in these conditions.
But back in Belleville, nothing would keep Frank from spanking Gerard's little ass anymore.

"Just one thing. Can you... can you top? I feel really uncomfortable with topping..."

"Sure thing baby. But let's get you out of that shirt first, shall we?" Frank took Gerard's shirt off, something he had dreamt of doing since the first day he had met Gerard, in that supply storage. Then Frank took his own off and swapped their positions so he was now straddling Gerard.

Frank kissed Gerard deeply and began rocking their hips together, making both of them moan and pant. Frank felt Gerard's legs around his waist, bringing them even closer and making Frank lose his mind even more. Frank kept dry humping Gerard; he was practically pounding him now.

Suddenly, the door opened and the light was turned on.

"Frank, have you seen Gerard?"

Frank looked up and made eye contact with his brother, glaring at Anthony.
You must be fucking kidding me.

Anthony had crossed the line - Frank's line.

That motherfucker's gonna get it, Frank promised himself, gritting his teeth and clutching his fists.

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