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Frank nuzzled his face into Gerard’s neck, purring as he licked and bit at the soft skin there, trying to make Gerard moan.

The two men were locked in Gerard’s office at Cartoon Network, Gerard trying desperately to keep quiet so no one outside would know what was happening behind the closed door. Frank’s hand was pushed deep inside his pants, wrapped around his erection and pumping as much as he could in the confines of the fabric.

Gerard was determined not to release any moans... Though he had told himself he wouldnt even let Frank tempt him past kissing and yet somehow here they were. The two men had been dating for a month by now, and with Frank’s help Gerard was getting more and more confident in the bedroom with each passing day. He wasn’t sure he was comfortable with fucking in his office though.

“Frankie...” He choked, taking a deep, shuddering breath as he tried to compose. “Frank stop.” He whimpered, his voice weak and despite his words he continued to smooth his hands down Frank’s back to cup beneath his ass and squeeze.

“Mm... Don’t worry, no one will know.” Frank giggled quietly, understanding that Gerard was terrified they’d be caught but the door was locked, and this office was all Gerard’s. Now he had his own cartoon he got his own private space and Frank had always wanted to have sex in an office. A real one, not a fake one for a porn shoot.

“But... But what if... someone hears...” Gerard groaned, unable to stop himself from caressing Frank’s backside through his dark jeans and pulling him closer as he tipped his head to the side to give him more access to his neck.

“I can be quiet.” Frank smirked, twisting his palm around Gerard’s engorged length as he bit down on his ear lobe. “Can you?” He asked huskily, his voice full of amusement and Gerard had to bite down hard on his tongue to stop himself from moaning.

“Probably not...” He confessed breathlessly, Frank giggling as he kissed and nipped along Gerard’s jaw, smoothing his thumb across the head of his cock as he leant closer to kiss him.

“Maybe I’ll have to gag you.” He whispered playfully, kissing Gerard softly and passionately, smirking at the squeak of surprise Gerard released into his mouth.

Gerard’s hands clamped down on Frank’s ass as his head spun, the younger man’s words and pumping hand making him feel so hot. He tried to come up with some smart response but all he could do was moan quietly as Frank pushed his tongue into his mouth and shared the taste of the cigarette he had smoked just before.

“Mm... Besides,” He purred as he pulled back from Gerard’s still kissing lips, “We need to celebrate the launch of your pilot episode.” He whispered, referring to The Breakfast Monkey which had been shown on Cartoon Network that morning, and would be played again once in the afternoon and once in the evening. If it went well, then the go ahead would be given for the full series, and Gerard had to admit, Frank’s intentions were helping calm his nerves.

“Couldn’t we... celebrate at home?” He whispered, his voice not shaking so much now that Frank had pulled his hand from out of his pants and was instead working on unbuttoning his shirt.

“We could... But we’ve already started now.” Frank teased, smirking as he kissed Gerard again. “Now stop complaining and enjoy it.” He added sternly, shuffling closer to Gerard, his knees on either side of his thighs, balancing precariously on the edges of the office chair. It was a good job the chair was so big, it meant Gerard was free to open his legs too and once Frank pressed close enough the bulges in their pants rubbed hard together.

“Ooh...” Gerard sighed, squeezing his eyes shut and tilting his head back as Frank began to grind their cocks together. He grinned to see Gerard so turned on and swooped down to kiss against his throat, flicking his tongue over his Adam’s apple before skating his lips down to the dip between his collarbones.

Gerard arched his back and sighed as Frank pushed the fabric of his shirt open but didn’t remove it, just baring enough of Gerard’s flesh to kiss and suck down his chest and tease his nipples with the point of his tongue.

Gerard felt his cock twitch and his groin tug deliciously as Frank rubbed against him, his teasing tongue causing Gerard’s nipples to harden and grow more sensitive before Frank sucked at the nubs. The porn star was of course incredible when it came to sex, and even now he still left Gerard amazed even after a month of incredible sex. Whenever they had any time to see each other they did and Gerard was falling for Frank harder every day... He had never been through the “honeymoon phase” before, what with never getting into relationships, and he was really beginning to understand that he’d been missing out.

Over the four incredible weeks that had passed Frank had learnt all the things Gerard liked and even found things Gerard hadn’t even known felt good on his body. And Gerard wasn't enough of a social idiot to have not learnt about Frank’s personal kinks too. As such every time they slept together it just got even better. Not to mention they had learnt about each other outside of the bedroom too... Gerard had never imagined Frank could fit him so perfectly. It was almost as if fate had brought him to Frank’s videos those years ago, like destiny had forced them together... Gerard was now convinced he had never been able to get a boyfriend because his heart could only belong to Frank.

“Mm...”

“What are you thinking about huh?” Frank was smirking when Gerard opened his eyes, the artist not even aware that he had shut them. Frank was pawing at his cock through his trousers again but Gerard had been so lost in his thoughts he had barely noticed. He blushed as Frank giggled, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“I was just... I wasn’t thinking about anything.” Gerard quickly lied, but of course Frank wasn’t buying it.

“Yes you were.” He smirked, sliding his hands up Gerard’s body, torturing him by refusing to touch his aching cock. “Tell me?”

“I... I was just... Thinking about how we met.” Gerard confessed, Frank’s face falling slightly.

“The porn thing again?” He sighed, Gerard blushing deeply. Despite how he hadn’t brought up his concerns over Frank’s career since the first time they’d had sex he knew that Frank could tell it still played on his mind... Not much, just sometimes... Sometimes when he thought about all the men he had seen Frank fuck on camera he wondered again why the porn star would want him.

“No, not that.” He quickly assured his lover, Frank still not relaxing so Gerard kissed him quickly and then bucked his hips up to rub their bulges together again. “I was just wondering how that weekend in Vegas landed me with such an incredible boyfriend.” He purred, kissing along to Frank’s ear and biting playfully.

“Oh...” Frank smiled, relaxing and smirking as he gently slapped Gerard’s arm. “Don’t start getting all soppy on me now loser, I want you to fuck me hard on this desk.” He grinned, his eyes flashing deviously and Gerard was hopeless to stop the burst of lust that shot through him. He could never take the power in their sex lives, no matter how much more confident he became or how he sometimes tried to be the dominant one; despite the fact he was the top, Frank still had him completely wrapped around his finger.

“Frankie...” He groaned, not knowing what else to say, his mind in a tailspin as Frank grinned and slid off the chair. He smirked at Gerard as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans and shimmied his hips to make them fall down his legs. He stepped out of them as he hooked his thumb into his underwear, holding Gerard’s gaze as he slowly slid the hemline down, getting about halfway before his erection sprang free and Gerard couldn’t help but look down.

“We don’t have much time.” Frank smirked, yanking his shirt off next before he hopped up onto the desk. “You better be quick if you don’t want anyone to get suspicious.” He smirked, Gerard biting his lip as he shakily got to his feet.

It was ridiculous how good Frank looked, naked and smirking, draped over Gerard’s desk. His legs were splayed open, giving Gerard a full view of his hardened cock as he leant back on his elbows. As Gerard slid off his own shirt and trousers he couldn’t help but scan Frank’s body, taking in the beautiful lines of each tattoo on his tanned skin, following the dip of his ribs into his soft belly, his hip bones visible but not too much. His muscles were toned just the right amount, his abs more noticeable when he stretched out. Gerard already knew every contour and dip of Frank’s body, he had memorised it long before he had even met him, but he never grew bored of staring at him.

Frank smiled dreamily, fully aware that Gerard was staring at him but he didn’t mind. Gerard always looked so mesmerised whenever he looked at Frank, like he couldn’t get over how gorgeous he was, and it was a look Frank adored. He’d been stared at plenty of times like he was a sex object, but never in the way Gerard gazed at him.

“Don’t forget –”

“I got it.” Gerard chuckled, cutting off Frank before he could finish as he held up the condom packet. Frank sighed and smiled, relaxing back onto the cool wood of the desk.

Gerard was so unlike the other men Frank had dated. Not just in the way he looked at him, but everything about him. He was an obviously natural bottom and yet still topped Frank, too afraid to try anal sex himself even now. He completely understood the need to use condoms and didn’t complain about it like Frank’s other boyfriends had, he didn’t complain about the fact Frank had sex for a living, like his other boyfriends had, in fact... He just didn’t do anything Frank’s other boyfriends did, and Frank was finding it a huge breath of fresh air. It felt good... really good. He couldn’t imagine being with anyone more perfect.

“You don’t need to prep me baby, I did it myself before I got here.” Frank smirked once Gerard had rolled the condom down his erection and started to rub lube down his shaft. Gerard looked at Frank in surprise, raising his eyebrows.

“You did?”

“Uhuh... I was determined not to leave here without getting what I wanted... And I figured it would save time.” Frank said innocently, Gerard slowly smirking at him as he stepped close to the desk and began to rub the tip of his erection against Frank’s ass.

“Mm... You have no idea how sexy you are.” He growled, imagining how Frank would have been fingering and stretching himself with the knowledge that he was going to ask Gerard for sex. It made the artist just want him even more and his cock was already twitching with pleasure before he even began to push in.

“You sure you don’t need –”

“Trust me, just do it.” Frank groaned, his voice strained with need and he slid his body down the desk so that he could push his ass against Gerard’s tip. The older man grabbed his hips to stop him, smirking at him and leaning down to join him in a hungry kiss before he began to push inside him.

Frank moaned and wrapped his arms around Gerard’s neck, tangling his hands deep into his air and sighing in delight as Gerard pushed into him. Gerard filled Frank just perfectly, bringing him no pain and yet still making him feel that pleasurable stretch. Frank preferred to be on top as a general rule, but he was really beginning to love the feeling of Gerard inside of him, and for the first time in his life he felt a burning, aching desire to have that feeling without the condom in the way.

“Mm...” Frank desperately wanted to moan Gerard’s name and let him know how good it felt, but he knew they had to be as quiet as possible so no one heard them so he forced his mouth to remain closed.

Gerard had to bite his tongue to stop his own moans escaping as he sank into Frank’s ass, squeezing his hips and bowing his head as pleasure uncoiled like a snake in his abdomen. He shivered in delight and waited a moment once he was fully seated inside his lover before he pulled back and began to push slowly back in. He knew Frank wanted to be fucked hard, but he needed a second to let his pleasure stabilise or he’d never last more than a few minutes.

Frank seemed to understand and only sighed softly as he stroked his fingers through Gerard’s hair and wrapped his legs around his waist. With Gerard standing by the desk and Frank lying on it he had the perfect angle to lock his legs around Gerard’s hips and tug the older man deeper inside him, caging their bodies together so that the angle of penetration allowed Gerard to push tight against his prostate without even trying.

Frank was already quivering with pleasure before Gerard began to really move, but as soon as the older man began to rock into him with more deliberation and more speed Frank could do nothing but clutch at Gerard’s dark hair and tuck his face into his neck to try and stifle his moans.

Gerard shuddered and bit back a soft growl of pleasure as he thrust hard and fast into Frank. He could feel Frank’s cock hard and hot trapped between their stomachs, and knowing that he was bringing pleasure to his lover made his own insides fizz and boil in delight.

Both men struggled to remain silent, but their erratic breathing and soft pants and sighs were enough to signal to each other how much pleasure they were feeling. Gerard was encouraged by the pulsing clenches of Frank’s ass around his cock, and he arched over Frank as he pounded into him faster and faster.

Frank struggled not to cry out as Gerard slammed repeatedly into his prostate, causing pre cum to ooze from the tip of his cock and slide stickily between their stomachs. The force of Gerard’s thrusts was making the drawers in the desk rattle and Frank laughed breathlessly. He tightened his legs around Gerard’s waist and used them to keep his rhythm up, letting him know through his body how good it felt, how much he wanted more without having to use his voice.

Gerard panted softly and met Frank in another needy kiss as he thrust into him. Frank’s inner channel was clenching more and more around him and he could feel that he was close. Gerard had began to grow accustomed to the signals Frank’s body gave before he came and he allowed his hold on his own pleasure to slip a little, bringing him closer to the edge.

Frank pushed his face more against Gerard’s neck, his mouth open wide against his skin as he panted and tried his hardest not to moan too loud and alert anyone outside to what they were doing, though the rattling of the desk was probably already doing that for them. Frank was too close to care though; Gerard’s stomach sliding over his erection and his cock knocking into his prostate making Frank’s head spin in pleasure.

Gerard felt Frank’s ass clench so tight that it was almost painful, and when he didn’t relax immediately the artist knew his younger lover was hitting his climax. Barely a second later Frank’s nails were digging into Gerard’s back and his toes were curling as he came hard over their stomachs. Gerard struggled not to moan and had to bite hard on his lip as his own orgasm tore through him. Frank’s tightened muscles made thrusting difficult, but the extra friction soon had Gerard releasing into the condom as he growled low in his throat and clung tight to Frank’s hips.

Frank gasped and shuddered as he came down slowly from his high, his head still spinning in the afterglow and his body slumping against the desk as his arms and legs dropped from around Gerard. He felt positively boneless and he groaned quietly as Gerard slid out of him and tied off the condom before tossing it into the waste paper bin beneath the desk.

Frank sighed and smiled dreamily as he gazed at Gerard through his lashes, groaning as Gerard took the hands Frank offered him and tugged him gently into a sitting position.

“Fuck... God Gee, you’re incredible.” Frank giggled breathlessly, his voice hoarse. He was still tingling all over and he grinned as he slumped against Gerard’s chest and hugged him close.

“You too sugar.” Gerard chuckled, sighing as he kissed across Frank’s shoulders and smiled as the porn star went back to stroking his hair.

Gerard sighed and just held Frank close for a long minute, breathing in the musky scent of sex and sweat off his skin. Frank’s fingers were trailing through his hair and making him feel relaxed, his breathing levelling out and he mewled as he nuzzled his face against Frank’s neck.

“Mm... Frankie, I... I’ve been meaning to ask you something.” He eventually whispered, Frank’s hands stilling in his hair for a moment before going back to their gentle stroking. Both men had their faces tucked into the others neck so they couldn’t meet each other’s gaze, but Gerard preferred it that way in that moment.

“What’s that?” Frank asked softly, his voice soft and calm.

“Well um... are you busy next week?” Gerard asked quietly, Frank pulling back to quirk an eyebrow at him, smiling curiously.

“No, why?”

“Well uh...” Gerard swallowed thickly, starting to blush. He’d kind of been hoping that Frank would be busy, which was why he’d left it so late to ask him this. “I’m going to visit my brother Mikey at his university and he really wants to meet you...” Gerard trailed off, biting his lip. Mikey had been getting steadily more insistent every time they emailed or spoke on the phone, threatening Gerard that he wanted to be given a date he’d be seeing him and Frank or he’d be telling Elena.

Gerard loved Elena, of course he did, and he’d seen her over the month he’d been with Frank but hadn’t given her any more information other than that he was “seeing someone” which was already torturing her enough without her discovering Mikey knew who the guy was. Or... He knew his name at least. Gerard just didn’t feel ready to start showing Frank to all his family... His family would embarrass him, and Frank was too perfect for Gerard to willingly go into a situation where he was going to be made a fool of infront of him.

“Your brother?” Frank smirked a little as he gazed at Gerard, his arms still draped around his neck and he was starting to idly draw patterns against the nape with his fingertips. “Mm... Yeah... I should probably meet him.” He chuckled, his eyes mischievous and Gerard frowned.

“It’s a four hour drive.” Gerard warned, Frank shrugging like it was no big deal. “And you’ll need to be nice to him.”

“I’ll be nice to him if he’s nice to me.” Frank laughed, Gerard groaning.

“He’ll probably tell you really embarrassing stories about me too. Try and scare you away.” He whined. Of course Mikey would never try to destroy a relationship Gerard was happy in, but he would try to embarrass him.

“Gee, nothing he could tell me would make me leave you.” Frank smiled, leaning close to kiss Gerard delicately. “Besides, I have a thing or two I wanna say to him as well.” He smirked, Gerard glaring at him, making him laugh. “I’ll be nice, don’t worry.” He said innocently, sliding off the desk to start putting his clothes back on.

“So... You wanna come with me to visit him?”

“Just give me a date.” Frank grinned, Gerard sighing as he started to tug his own clothes on. He couldn’t help but feel a little flutter of happiness. If nothing else the drive to the uni would be fun, everything with Frank was fun.

“Well, I was going to head down on the Friday night, then spend the weekend with him.” He shrugged, Frank grinning with a nod.

“Great, I’ll let Matt know not to book anything in for then.” He chuckled, smoothing the creases out of his t-shirt and running his fingers through his hair before stepping up to Gerard to kiss him gently as he buttoned up his shirt for him. “Wanna have dinner with me tonight?” He smiled, Gerard nodding.

“Sure.” He murmured against Frank’s lips, smiling as the younger man smoothed his collar out for him. “I’ll get to yours about seven?”

“Sounds good.” Frank nodded, kissing Gerard again and sighing as he just indulged in his lips for a moment. “Mm... I wanna do something later, if you’re okay with it...” He whispered softly, almost as if he didn’t want Gerard to hear, but of course he did when Frank was whispering it right into his mouth.

“Oh? What’s that?” He asked quietly back, his heart starting to race a little. He didn’t want to jump to any conclusions.

“Mm... I’ll... Tell you later.” Frank said slowly, maddeningly, stepping back with a cheeky grin as Gerard blinked stupidly at him. “I better get going before you get told off for not doing any work.” He winked, Gerard opening his mouth to protest but he really did need to get back to work.

“Should I be scared for tonight?” He blurted out as Frank stepped to the door and went to open it. The porn star paused, glancing at Gerard over his shoulder with a playful smile but warm eyes.

“Gee, you know I’d never do anything you said no to.” He reminded him gently, making Gerard blush and nod, weakly waving goodbye as Frank blew a kiss and stepped out the door.

>X<

Gerard’s stomach was swirling nervously as he tugged a Misfits t-shirt over his head and bit his lip at the reflection gazing back at him in the mirror.

Since dating Frank he felt like he had started to look slightly more attractive. Though he was still pale he had a healthy glow to his skin and his eyes were sparkling with new life. He didn’t look tired or miserable anymore now a days, in fact, he had began to move with an easy grace that showed how comfortable he was in his own skin and he knew it was all thanks to his lover.

Frank was incredible, everything Gerard had imagined him to be and more. The artist hadn’t forgotten how obsessed he had been with Frank and his videos, but now he was falling for the porn star as a person and not just as some man who had sex on screen. In fact, when Gerard thought about Frank’s video’s now he felt a little sick. He didn’t want to imagine other men touching Frank in the ways that he did... But he would never ask Frank to quit his job, he knew he loved it, and he also knew Frank’s ex boyfriends had asked him to quit and well... Look where that had got them.

Besides, Gerard was happier than he had been in a long time... Maybe even ever. Even after a full month he still felt like he was floating on cloud nine, and he wouldn’t let anything bring him down from that. Which was why he was staring into the mirror trying to brace himself for whatever it was Frank was going to ask him to do when he got to his apartment.

Gerard knew that Frank preferred to be on top, the two men had discussed it a couple of times, and Frank seemed to be convinced that Gerard would love being bottom. Gerard didn’t doubt Frank... Not entirely, he just didn’t feel ready. He was twenty six years old... He was beginning to think he’d never try being bottom. As much as he adored Frank and trusted him he still couldn’t bring himself to agree to let Frank be on top.

Gerard sighed and ran a hand through his hair, turning away from the mirror to find a studded belt to sling round his hips.

He wanted to be able to relax and just let Frank top him. He got the feeling that that was what Frank was going to ask for tonight. It had been a while since he’d last asked, and Gerard knew Frank could never last long without asking again. Gerard had promised he’d try when he was ready, but he was starting to feel sick at the thought of turning Frank down again. He didn’t want him to think he didn’t trust him, or that he didn’t want him, because he did, he really did... He just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Gerard was certain other gay people didn’t have this problem. It was a well known fact that some gay men enjoyed bottoming and others didn’t. But it was also known that most of them were capable of compromising with their partners and swapping roles every now and then. Why couldn’t Gerard do that? Why was he was twenty six years old and still an anal virgin after having sex with so many people? He had always convinced himself it wasn’t a big deal... and it wasn’t when he was just having one night stands. But now he was in a relationship he was having to once again face the fact that sooner or later he would have to give in or Frank would leave.

’Just like Bert’ A voice in his head taunted. Gerard blushed and scowled, sitting on his bed to tug on some boots.

Bert... God, he had loved Bert. He had been his boyfriend in High School. They hadn’t had the most loving relationship, but that was more to do with drugs and alcohol than their feelings for each other. Bert had been more dominant than Gerard, but when they had been so off their faces on whatever narcotic they had at the time it was easy for Gerard to persuade Bert to let him top.

Once they graduated and started having to find jobs they had got clean together. It hadn’t been easy, in fact, Gerard was still of the opinion he would never have managed it if he hadn’t had Bert doing it with him. The summer before he went to Art College he got clean with his boyfriend and things seemed great. Bert was going to just get a job in a store and work on his band whilst Gerard was at college, but he had promised he would wait for him and they’d get a place together once Gerard got his degree and they’d be together forever...

It still made Gerard feel sick to think how the only reason he had lost Bert was because he was too afraid to let him fuck him. How much of a fuck up was he that he had let the love of his life, at the time at least, just walk away because he couldn’t open his fucking legs.

Gerard growled and shoved his foot violently into his boot, tying the laces with tears burning in his eyes. He rarely thought about Bert but sometimes he just couldn’t stop himself. He didn’t love him anymore, and he would never get back with him, but he still had that taunting voice that would whisper Bert’s words to him sometimes.

“We’ve been together three years Gee, why won’t you just let me? Don’t you love me? Don’t you TRUST me?”

Gerard shuddered and swallowed thickly. He had wanted to let Bert take him, he really had... There had even been moments when he had thought he was really going to do it... but whenever they tried he got too tense, he just couldn’t relax and it was hopeless. When Bert got sick of it he had left, and Gerard had never had a boyfriend since.

Relationships were hard. One night stands were easy... One night stands just accepted that Gerard couldn’t let them fuck him and they’d bottom. But Frank... How long until he got sick of bottoming and left too?

Gerard sat up and covered his mouth with his hand, taking deep, shuddering breaths to try and stem his tears before they fell. He knew Frank was going to ask him to bottom again tonight and he didn’t want to refuse him. But... Could he go through with it? What if they tried and he just couldn’t relax again? What, if like Bert, Frank couldn’t even get one finger in he tensed so much. Gerard knew he’d just die of shame.

“Fuck...” Gerard groaned, bowing his head in his hands and almost falling off his bed in surprise when his phone suddenly started blasting out music. “Fuck!” Gerard cursed again, seizing the small device and checking the ID.

“Fuuuck...” He groaned for a third time, tipping his head back and squeezing his eyes shut. He took a deep, cleansing breath and forced down the lump in his throat before pressing the answer button and holding the phone to his ear. “Hey grandma.” He said as cheerily as he could, even smiling a little when Elena replied as loudly and happily as ever.

“Gerard! My darling! How are you my love?” She sang camply, Gerard chuckling softly.

“I’m fine grandma, how are you?” He asked politely, Elena giggling as she replied that she was ‘just fabulous darling, just fabulous’.

“I’m not doing anything this evening darling, and I’ve called up the Italian restaurant and there’s a table with our name on it. I thought I’d treat you.”

“Oh... God, that’s great Grandma but I’m actually spending the evening with Frankie.” Gerard sighed apologetically, Elena clicking her tongue with a soft ‘oh’ of disappointment. There was a small moment of silence before she spoke up again.

“Well that’s alright. You can bring Frank with you... In fact yes, that’s a great idea. It’s about time I finally met this boy.” Gerard could hear the grin in her voice and he groaned with a soft chuckle.

“But... But Grandma we were gonna have dinner at his...”

“Well call him quick and tell him there’s a change of plan. If he’s as amazing as you tell me then I’m sure he won’t mind. And besides, you can’t hide him away from your family forever.” She told Gerard curtly, the artist groaning as he rubbed a hand over his eyes.

“I’m not hiding him away...”

“Oh really? Have you introduced him to anyone?”

“Well... Not yet but –”

“Exactly.” Elena cut him off, her smirk clear. “Bring him to dinner tonight. I’ll have no arguments. You can pick me up at eight okay my sweetness?” She purred, Gerard groaning.

“Grandma I really... I really don’t need this right now.”

“Why what’s wrong?” Elena demanded, suddenly concerned. Gerard blushed and bit his lip.

“Nothing I just mean -”

“There is something. Pick me up at eight, bring Frank or don’t bring him, I don’t care. I expect you here though, you know I won’t be happy if you’re not. I won’t have you trying to hide from me any longer.” Elena warned, Gerard resisting the urge to bash his head into the wall as he groaned but gave a soft ‘alright’ of consent.

“Good boy. I’ll see you soon... I love you very much.” Elena sighed, her voice gentle now, soothing and Gerard smiled fondly as he nodded.

“Alright... I love you too. See you soon.” He sighed, saying his goodbyes and hanging up with a shake of his head. At least with Elena sticking her oar in he had no choice but to stop worrying about Bert and bottoming and Frank... At least now he had more pressing matters to worry about. Like taking his boyfriend to meet his grandmother.

>X<

“Are you sure you don’t mind? I can just call her and tell her we can’t go.” Gerard insisted, Frank laughing as he shook his head, taking the lasagne he had made out of the oven and grabbing some foil to cover it with.

“Gee seriously it’s not a problem, this will be fine until tomorrow.” He assured his lover, smoothing the foil over the top and turning to kiss Gerard lightly. “I’d love to meet your grandma.” He grinned, Gerard sighing and smiling softly. How could anyone be so perfect?

“Are you sure? She’s not the sweet old lady you’re probably imagining. She’s kinda bad ass.” He smirked, Frank laughing loudly and beaming at Gerard, his eyes sparkling.

“Really? Then I wanna meet her even more.” He chuckled, smoothing his hands up Gerard’s arms and tiptoeing up to kiss him again, letting his lips linger there for a long minute. “Mm... When do we need to leave?” He asked softly, Gerard sighing and wrapping his arms around his waist to tug him closer.

“About thirty minutes.” He whispered before kissing Frank longingly. Despite the sex in the office that morning he was eager for more. He always wanted more when it came to Frankie.

“Yeah?” Frank grinned, sensing the passion in Gerard’s kisses and pressing tighter to him. “Then we have just enough time.” He smirked, Gerard looking at him curiously.

“Time for what?” He asked, his heart hammering again when he remembered Frank was going to be asking him something tonight. Was he going to ask him now? If he was then surely it couldn’t be the bottoming thing again... Thirty minutes was nowhere near enough time for that.

“I wanted to ask you something...” Frank smiled, taking Gerard’s hand and leading him through the apartment towards... The bathroom?

“Oh yeah...” Gerard mumbled numbly. “What was it?”

“I wanna do something to you...” Frank said gently, trying to make the ominous sounding words seem less scary. “I don’t know how you’ll feel about it.”

“Well... Tell me what it is and I’ll let you know.” Gerard said nervously, following Frank into the bathroom and sitting down on the edge of the bath when Frank pushed him there. Gerard watched with slightly wide eyes as Frank didn’t speak but simply turned to the cupboard above the sink and produced a pair of razors – an electric one, and a normal one.

“Um...” Gerard stared at the objects as Frank held them out in his hands for him to see.
“I wanna try something...” Frank said slowly, his eyes sparkling mischievously. “I need to shave you though.”

“Shave me where?” Gerard asked, alarmed. Frank giggled a little and leant forward to peck his lips.

“Take your jeans off.”

“Frankie no.” Gerard gasped, horrified as Frank grinned deviously at him. “Why... Why there!? I thought you said you didn’t like being waxed there.”

“Which is exactly why I’m not waxing you.” Frank laughed, expecting this reaction but guessing he’d be able to coax Gerard into it. “It won’t hurt.” He promised.

“But... But why.” Gerard whimpered. “I... I didn’t realise it bothered you.” He mewled, slightly horrified that this entire time Frank had disliked the fact he had pubic hair. But Jesus, didn’t everyone other than porn stars and ridiculously self conscious people have pubic hair?

“It doesn’t bother me.” Frank giggled innocently, hands on hips, razors still in hand, eyeing Gerard’s jeans with a smirk that made Gerard feel like he should run away. “But I’m feeling like I need to show you some fun stuff, and I need to shave you for it.”

“I don’t understand.” Gerard confessed, Frank laughing softly.

“You will.” He promised, eyeing Gerard for a minute before sighing. “Come on strip, we don’t wanna be late to meet your grandma.”

“I don’t really wanna go see my grandma with shaven balls.” Gerard protested, only resulting in Frank laughing again. Gerard sighed and pouted moodily, waiting for Frank to come down from his laughing fit. “Do I really need to do this?” He whined once Frank had managed to contain his giggles.

“You don’t if you don’t want to. I told you, you can say no.” Frank smiled innocently, his eyes twinkling. It was obvious he already knew Gerard wouldn’t be able to deny him, and the artist cursed as he got to his feet and started to undo his belt and jeans.

“I’m gonna look stupid.” Gerard insisted as he dropped his jeans and boxer briefs to the floor, feeling stupid with his shirt still on and he awkwardly covered himself with his hands. “I don’t see why you need to do this.”

“Just trust me sugar. And besides, I hate having to look like a little kid with no hair, it’s only fair you look the same.” He teased, Gerard scoffing as he sat back down on the edge of the bath when Frank told him to.

“I didn’t choose your career choice.” He pointed out, just complaining in the hope it would make him feel less idiotic. Frank snorted and shrugged, dropping to his knees infront of Gerard, causing the older man to blush and panic slightly. Oh God, seeing Frank in front of him just made him automatically think of one thing and he really didn’t want to get a boner during this.

“It’ll be worth it.” Frank chuckled, looking up at Gerard with innocent eyes that couldn’t quite mask his mischievous look. “You need to move your hands.” He smirked, Gerard blushing and scowling a little as he slowly moved his hands away from his crotch.

“This better be worth it.” He whined, feeling self conscious and stupid with Frank gazing at him like this. It made him feel more vulnerable and more exposed than even being naked in front of him. He shivered a little as Frank pressed a tender kiss to his inner thigh and cupped his balls in one hand.

“Trust me.” He repeated, Gerard sighing as he nodded.

“I do.” He whispered back, blushing as Frank switched on the electric shaver and a soft buzzing filled the bathroom. Gerard tipped his head back and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see. For what felt like an agonizingly long second nothing happened, and then Gerard felt the shaver on his balls and he shuddered on instinct, almost jolting away.

Immediately warm lips were pressed to his inner thigh, kissing soothingly and relaxing him as Frank shaved all the hair away with a practised hand. The clippers vibrated against Gerard’s sack and he felt his blush intensifying. It felt weird and out of place and he really couldn’t see why this was necessary.

Frank kept his light kisses up as he gazed out the corner of his eyes at what he was doing, taking his time to make sure he didn’t miss a single hair or slip and cut Gerard. Once he was done with electric shaver he grabbed the razor and shaving foam.

“This is just wrong on so many levels.” Gerard protested quietly as Frank rubbed the foam over his balls, Frank laughing softly.

“I can tell you’re not enjoying it.” He smirked, Gerard rolling his eyes, still looking up at the ceiling, too embarrassed to look down at Frank tending to his balls.

“Really? What gave it away?” He drawled sarcastically, Frank laughing softly.

“The fact you’re not hard.” Frank shrugged innocently, taking the razor and staring to shave again as Gerard’s cheeks flamed. All he could think of to say in return was a rather high pitched ‘oh’ before he fell silent again.

Frank smirked and bit back his laughter, enjoying himself immensely as he finished shaving Gerard. Once he was finished he sat back and admired his handy work before cleaning off the excess foam. Gerard’s cock looked a little bigger now the hair was gone, but it wasn’t that Frank liked his men clean shaved. He actually didn’t. But the hair got in the way of what he wanted to do so it had to go.

“Alright, you can’t stop bitching now.” Frank smirked, getting to his feet and putting the things away before using his hands to sweep up all the hair off the floor and wash it down the sink the same time as he washed his hands.

Gerard looked down hesitantly, blushing and feeling his head spin a little. He looked like... Like a porn star.

“So... Why did you do this again?” He asked quietly, Frank smirking as he turned to dry his hands on the towel hanging by the sink before he turned back to Gerard, sinking slowly to his knees infront of him again.

“Tell me something,” He purred softly, leaning in between Gerard’s legs and kissing delicately up his thighs. “Have you ever had anyone put their mouths... Here?” Frank turned his head so he was breathing hotly over Gerard’s balls, the older man gasping and shuddering at the surprisingly welcome sensation.

“Uh, n – no...” He breathed shakily, his hands clutching the edge of the bath so tightly his knuckles stood out harshly. “Fuck...” He gasped as Frank flicked his tongue against his balls for just a second, teasing him before he pulled back and got to his feet with easy grace.

“Then you’re in for a treat.” He winked, Gerard staring at him with a horrified expression. He couldn’t just stop, not now, not when it had felt so good. Better than Gerard had ever imagined.

“Now?” He asked softly, his voice giving away his eagerness and Frank giggled as he tossed him his clothes.

“No, later. We gotta meet your grandma first.” He reminded him sweetly, sauntering out the bathroom with a soft laugh as Gerard groaned loudly and leant back, rubbing his hands over his face before squeaking as he leant too far and landed into the bath.

Frank glanced over his shoulder and snorted with laughter at the sight of Gerard, half naked, flailing on his back in the bathtub. It was these stupid things that Gerard did that made Frank like him so much and he collapsed onto the floor in a fit of giggles as Gerard whined at him to help him out.

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