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A/N: Hey guys, first off – I’m so sorry it took a while to get this chapter out, but you know how it is – it’s exam season and so things are pretty darn busy -___- Also, this chapter is a little like a filler, I just feel like not much happens in it but bear with me I beg, I swear it gets better. On a brighter not, thank you all for your kind reviews and rates so far, please keep them up, you know I’m a whore for them ;D
Love to you all xoxo

The delicious scent of tomato and basil was what awoke Frank from his deep, dreamless sleep, and before he was even fully awake he had tipped his face up to sniff at the air, like a puppy detecting fresh treats.

Gerard’s silk sheets were tangled about his hips, and there was still cum dried on his stomach and down the backs of his thighs. He felt a little bit disgusting, but oh so happy about it. His body was still glowing from the best sex he had had in years. Well... the only sex he had had in years. But it was still the best. And he just became happier and happier the more he woke up, until, that was, that he realised Gerard wasn’t with him.

“Gee?” Frank mewled, looking around with blurred vision as he blinked the sleep from his eyes. He suddenly felt cold all over and he yanked the sheets – with much wrestling and cursing – up to his shoulders and burrowed down beneath them, his face falling as he stared at the empty space where his vampire boyfriend should have been. The pillow was crumpled from where Gerard’s head had lay, and Frank’s waist seemed to be tingling from where his hand had rested when they had fallen asleep, but the man himself had gone.

Frank gave a soft whimper and rubbed his eyes, digging the rest of the sleepy dust from them before slowly sitting up and letting the sheets slip down his body again. There was a strong smell of cooking in the room, coming in through the open door and Frank’s mouth watered at the scent, it dawning on him that this was the whole reason he had woken up in the first place, and the smell was only getting stronger. And since Gerard lived alone, and Frank was the only guest here as far as he could tell, that would mean that... Gerard was cooking?

The realisation made Frank feel much better. He hadn’t been abandoned, Gerard had just gotten hu– Wait... did vampires eat food? Did they need it like humans did? The thought seemed a bit absurd, but then Frank supposed most of his preconceptions had all been dismissed as myths already. Maybe Gerard actually had got hungry and decided he wanted to cook an Italian feast by the smells of things. And even if he wasn’t hungry, Frank was. He hadn’t eaten since that morning, and one look out the window told him that was a while ago, since the sky was black and the moon high as it glowed in all its glory. And Frank loved food, especially Italian food.

With his stomach growling Frank slowly slipped out of the king sized bed and wandered across the room, taking the bathrobe off the back of the door and slipping it on. He had half hoped it would smell like Gerard but it smelt brand new, though it had obviously been worn many times, the threads fraying a little. He wondered if it was a vampire thing to not leave a scent, and he couldn’t help but feel a little bit disappointed. Still, the robe belonged to Gerard and that was still enough to make Frank melt as he slipped his arms into the long sleeves and tied the fabric belt round his waist. It was too long for him, but then so were most things, so he only smiled as he padded out the door and followed the delicious tomato smell across the hall and down the stairs.

Frank walked slowly through the large house like a strange, love drunk zombie, following the scent whilst admiring all the paintings on the walls and the Victorian decor. He didn’t think he’d ever get used to how amazing Gerard’s place was, it was like it had been built only for him.

Frank remembered the way to the kitchen easily, and he smiled softly as he saw Gerard stood in front of the Aga, stirring the contents of a steel pan. Frank bit his lip and toyed with the silver piercing for a moment, just watching the older man cook for a moment, finding it strangely attractive. He knew that Gerard was probably well aware that he was watching him, but he didn’t turn around until Frank spoke.

“Evening...”

“Good evening Frankie,” Gerard glanced over his shoulder and cast a look down and then up Frank’s body, a slow, seductive smirk splitting his features and making Frank’s body tingle pleasantly. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mm... yes thanks. Did you?” He asked politely, shuffling his feet a little shyly as Gerard turned back to whatever it was he was cooking, stirring it for another minute before putting a lid onto the pan and laying the wooden spoon down, turning to look at Frank properly.

“I did. You’re an adorable sleeper.” He smirked, making Frank blush deeply. He had been told before that he talked in his sleep, and he could guess what he had been saying. Probably Gerard’s name, or something completely random and embarrassing, about how much he enjoyed coconuts or something. It had happened before, and doubtless it would happen again.

“Oh God, don’t tell me what I was saying. I don’t want to know.” He whined, giggling softly as he walked over to Gerard when beckoned to do so.

“My lips are sealed.” Gerard chuckled, smirking softly as he pulled Frank into his arms and held him close. He looked Frank up and down again and bit his lip. He had no idea his robe was so capable of making its wearer look amazing, but it sure as hell made Frank look more cute to be allowed. The sleeves were so long they completely covered his hands, and it hadn’t been tied too tightly, allowing the fabric to slip apart from the waist, revealing Frank’s slightly toned chest. He was a strange mixture of sexy and adorable, and it made Gerard want to march him right back up those stairs and repeat that afternoons activities.

“So, you a fan of Italian food Frankie?” He smiled after he had undressed him with his eyes, Frank nodding brightly. “Mm... I’m so glad. I’m making us some pasta, its vegetarian though, I am right in thinking you don’t eat meat?” He asked brightly and Frank nodded again before faltering.

“I... Y – Yeah. How did you know?” He asked blankly, raising a suspicious eyebrow. Either Gerard was a stalker or he really could read minds. Frank wasn’t particularly comfortable with either. He liked his own space, and both stalking and invading his mind was not enough space for him.

Gerard chuckled softly at Frank’s slightly disgruntled look and gently pecked his lips, feeling a thrill in his stomach when it calmed the shorter man instantly. “I wasn’t sure... but I guessed that was case from how your blood tastes.” He said simply, deciding he may as well just be honest. Frank was in a much better mood than he had been when he had first arrived, and he knew that was mostly because of the sex, but he wanted it to be because he had just come to terms with that was happening and accepted it, and he couldn’t be sure of that unless he flaunted the fact in his face.

’Don’t forget Frankie, I’m a vampire. You’re here to give me blood and I’m here to give you pleasure.’ A red flag to a bull, but all’s fair in love and war.

“Oh... right.” Frank looked slightly stunned, but not as much as Gerard had been expecting. His cheeks tinged a light pink, but he didn’t seem uncomfortable with it. “I... I didn’t realise that would make my blood taste different.” He said softly, sounding a little ashamed, as if he should have known and Gerard smiled, kissing him deeply for a moment.

“Mmm... It’s no problem. Meat eaters blood is a little richer than vegetarians, though vegans even less so. But your blood is just fine Frankie, don’t you worry.” He chuckled when he pulled away, Frank smiling widely, surprising Gerard even more. He had been assuming that Frank wouldn’t be particularly impressed at being told his blood tasted fine. He thought the blood thing would be like a forbidden subject, no one else Gerard knew was very comfortable with it, but Frank seemed positively thrilled.

“Really? What does it taste like?” He asked curiously, biting his lip. Of course he had tasted his blood before – didn’t everyone know what their blood tasted like? Hadn’t everyone accidentally pricked their finger, or got a paper cut, and just instinctively sucked the blood away? But Frank was certain one tiny little drop wouldn’t be enough to really tell you how your blood tasted. All he knew was that it was... coppery.

Gerard was a little surprised by the question, but he didn’t mind answering it. He idly stroked Frank’s back as he thought it over, trying to explain the warm, delicious taste that he was naturally supposed to enjoy. It was something he had never tried to describe before, and he didn’t really know how to phrase it so a human would understand.

“Well... it’s difficult to describe. It’s... metallic, mostly. Like sucking on copper coins. But salty too, I guess that takes the bitterness away, unlike with coins.” He chuckled, Frank nodding as he listened intently. “And... your blood is a little sweet as well, and so warm.” He purred, feeling almost hungry as he thought about it. “All blood tasted different, but not amazingly so. There are only subtle differences. Oh – and you smoke as well, I can taste the nicotine tainting the blood.” He chuckled, Frank staring at him, looking almost impressed.

“You’re right, I do smoke.” He smirked, his arms having found their way around Gerard’s neck as he had been speaking and he had leaned subconsciously closer. Frank still wasn’t overly happy with the idea of becoming Gerard’s personal blood donor, but he couldn’t help but be curious about what the appeal was, other than the fact that Gerard was a vampire, obviously. “Do you like that?” He asked, Gerard laughing.

“That you smoke? Yeah, I do. I like it a lot.” He smiled, making Frank blush even more. In a strange, backwards way, it was a compliment. And Frank was eager for any kind of praise from the near perfect man he was getting tangled with.

“Really? Then I shouldn’t quit huh?” He asked, biting his lip. He had never considered quitting before. He knew it was a bad habit, but he had employed the same attitude that all smokers seemed to have, the ‘it won’t affect me’ theory though statistics and science stood in the face of that. He enjoyed smoking, and since it was his only poison he didn’t see anything wrong with it. Though the ‘tainted blood’ comment and had made him reconsider.

“Oh God, definitely not.” Gerard laughed at the quitting comment, shaking his head. “I used to be a smoker myself, but being a vampire you don’t get any of the benefits from it. It’s the same with all drugs, even alcohol. But when taken in the blood you get a tiny hit.” He smirked, Frank giving a soft ‘oh’ of intrigue.

“Wow. So... if you wanted to get drunk, you’d only be able to do it by drinking a drunk person’s blood?” He asked softly and Gerard nodding, tucking a lock of Frank’s hair behind his ear.

“That’s right, you smart little thing.” He drawled, cupping Franks jaw and capturing his lips in a tender, yet passionate kiss. Frank melted eagerly into his arms and tiptoed up so their lips lined up just perfectly, pouting and parting his lips in time with Gerard’s as the tips of their tongues snaked out to meet for barely a second.

“Mm... right you, before you completely distract me. I think you better go upstairs and... get a much needed shower.” He smirked, tugging the robe open just enough to reveal the cum still on Frank’s stomach and making the younger man blush with a sheepish grin. “And then when you get back down, we’ll eat. Sound good?” He asked brightly and Frank nodded, stealing another kiss from those delicious lips.

“Mmhmm... sounds perfect. I’ll be fifteen minutes.” He purred, reluctantly leaving Gerard’s strong arms and backing out of the door, pausing just a moment to watch him checking the pasta before he turned and dashed back up the stairs, feeling happier than he had in years.

>X<

After Frank had showered and returned to the kitchen, Gerard had guided him to the dining room where they ate together, Gerard patiently explaining to Frank that vampires get hungry just like humans do. That it wasn’t necessary for them to eat normal food, but that if they didn’t they would have to feed on blood much more frequently, and what was the point when food was just as satisfying as it had always been.

Frank was amazed to hear all about these different vampire traits, asking more and more questions now that he felt comfortable with it.

Frank couldn’t remember the exact moment he had decided he was fine with the little arrangement they shared. All he knew was that this time 24 hours ago he had been thrilled and disgusted by it in equal measure, and had refused to believe that Gerard could really be a vampire. He supposed the sex had made him realise just how badly he needed another man’s touch, just how much he couldn’t bring himself to say no. Frank liked sex, and he still felt totally deprived. So they had had sex only a few hours before, but that was just one time in years of nothing, and it had been frenzied and quick – though no less enjoyable. After having such an explosive orgasm Frank had apparently decided he couldn’t care less what Gerard was or what he wanted, just as long as he stayed so wonderfully charming and the offer for sex was always open.

Gerard too was just as surprised as Frank to find that the younger man had come to terms with everything so quickly, though he wasn’t complaining. He had half expected that he would need to pretty much wrestle Frank into submission, that he would have to use every ounce of seduction he had to keep the boy in his grasp, but to his pleasant surprise Frank had come almost willingly, and now that he had found himself here, he seemed to have decided he quite liked it. Which worked just fine for Gerard.

“So Frankie... would you think it was too bold of me if I asked you to stay the night?” Gerard purred softly once they had finished eating dessert and were sipping from glasses of wine. Franks cheeks were a delightful shade of pink, the wine strong – probably because Gerard couldn’t judge the alcohol content himself – and Frank was beginning to feel a tiny bit tipsy. The effect making him feel relaxed and content, like a cat that had just got its cream.

“Mm... I think that would be an extremely rude and inappropriate offer.” He replied in the best posh voice he could make, following it with that adorable giggle Gerard adored and flashing his childish grin. “And I wouldn’t dream of saying no.” He smirked, Gerard laughing softly and twirling the stem of the wine glass between his fingers as he regarded Frank over the rim with dark, swirling eyes.

“Well, one rude offer deserves another.” He purred, gently placing his glass down and taking Frank’s from him before getting to his feet. Frank smiled softly as Gerard offered him his hand and gave a devilish smirk. “Perhaps you would be so inclined to join me in the bedchamber.” He drawled, putting on a posh accent only a little more convincing than Franks and making the younger man laugh softly.

“Well, you are being rude tonight.” He smirked, taking Gerard’s hand and allowing him to tug him to his feet. “And you know I wouldn’t refuse that kind of offer.” He purred, Gerard laughing and wrapping his arms around Frank’s slender waist, tugging him closer until their bodies were pressed tight together and their lips connected.

Within an instant Frank’s mind was already spinning, his lips working eagerly against Gerard’s, his arms slung around his neck as he tangled his fingers into his hair. His heart began to pound frantically and his body to heat, his skin already tingling with the promise of what was to come. He felt some shock when all of a sudden they were back in the bed, and he tried to make a mental note to ask Gerard how in the hell he did that, but right now he was far too distracted to think on it.

“Gerard... Mmm...” He sighed, falling back onto the bed and feeling his blood start to rush south when Gerard straddled his hips. Gerard smirked and kissed him with more heat, tangling his hands through Frank’s hair and tugging gently at the black locks at the back before brushing his fingers over the blonde sides. Frank was already like putty in his hands and Gerard loved it. He loved that he could make him respond so easily.

As his lips ravished Franks, Gerard began to softly rub their groins together, his cock beginning to swell and harden and his dead heart to beat when he felt Frank’s erection straining against his own. He knew that they had already had sex that day, but he already felt as if too much time had passed since. He was just as needy as he had been earlier, and so was Frank by the sounds of his soft mewls and whimpers.

The room was filled with the wet sounds of their kissing and when Gerard flicked his tongue against Frank’s lip ring, the younger man granted him access instantly. Within seconds their tongues had met and were locked together, neither really fighting for dominance, both content to merely taste the other. Frank feeling completely overwhelmed by how badly he wanted Gerard, whilst Gerard’s senses were being attacked by Franks look, his taste, his smell, just everything about him.

As their hips rocked Frank’s jeans became unbearably tight, his erection straining to get free and he whimpered with need. Already his muscles were quivering with the desire to feel Gerard inside him and he didn’t want to wait, but he didn’t want it to be too fast like before. He wanted to savour it a little more, though that was looking set to be more and more unlikely as he became almost frenzied with need.

“Gerard... Gerard mmph...” He groaned against his lips, whimpering with pleasure when Gerard slid a hand beneath his shirt and rubbed a fingertip over Frank’s nipple, his teeth biting down on the silver ring through his lip and tugging gently. Frank groaned and scratched a little at Gerard’s back, pushing his chest up and yanking at Gerard’s shirt.

Gerard chuckled softly and pulled back from Frank’s divine lips and sat up, tugging his shirt over his head and swiftly removing Franks before going down to suck softly on the nipple he had been teasing. He used the tip of his tongue to tease it into a small nub before rolling it between his teeth, his erection throbbing as Frank writhed beneath him.

Frank couldn’t stop the noises pouring from his lips as Gerard just ravished him. He tried to swallow down his moans but it was no use, it just felt so amazingly good, and every second felt like its very own little slice of heaven. Whenever he jolted in pleasure his hips would rise and drag across Gerard’s, causing friction to spark between their erections and make them throb painfully.

Gerard sucked softly at Frank’s nipple and bucked his hips more and more frantically as he grew just as restless as Frank, biting gently on the younger mans rosy nipple and making it blush a light red before he moved back up, kissing Frank without warning and swallowing every little moan he pulled from him. Gerard’s cool skin was warming from where it pressed against Frank’s, his heart beating nowhere as fast as Frank’s was but it left Gerard breathless, so unused to having it do anything at all.

As the two men kissed Gerard worked to remove the rest of their clothes, their jeans disappearing onto the floor, followed by underwear which swiftly turned the heat up a notch.

“Frankie... God, you are so hot.” Gerard groaned, kissing him with increasing passion until Frank could barely keep up with his kisses, giggling softly as he wrapped his legs around his waist and moved his hips in time with Gerard’s. As their erections slid together Frank felt as if he would explode if he didn’t get what he wanted soon.

Gerard could practically taste Frank’s desperate desire and he quickly grabbed the lube from the bedside cabinet, gasping and giving a low moan as Frank took it from him and used his own hand to rub it over Gerard’s length.

Frank felt a violent tingle of pleasure shiver down his spine when Gerard’s hips bucked into his hand, his hard length throbbing as he rubbed the lube down it, gripping tight and twisting his palm with each upward stroke, his thumb swiping over the head. He was thrilled that he could make Gerard feel good too, though he didn’t waste too much time on it as his own need just kept on building.

As soon as Frank let his hand drop back to his side Gerard began to line up to him, biting down hard on his lip as he shivered with anticipation. But he had barely touched against Frank’s entrance when he gasped and cried ‘stop!’.

“What? What is it?” Gerard asked frantically, his eyes wide. He couldn’t sense any negativity in Frank’s aura, no scent of fear, no taste of pain on the air, but Frank’s instruction had been clear and Gerard halted without hesitation. He tried to unscramble his tangled mind to figure out what had caused Frank to stop him, but his question was answered for him.

“S – Stop I... I... Want to ride you...” Frank whispered shyly, his cheeks turning bright red and he lowered his gaze as he bit his lip, looking so adorably unsure of himself, as if he actually believed Gerard would deny him.

Through Gerard’s relief he felt his stomach do a strange flip of delight, the idea of Frank riding him almost too good to be true and he obediently gripped Frank’s waist and flipped them over so that the shorter man was on top. Frank’s eyes snapped up to meet Gerard’s and they shared hungry grins, Frank kissing Gerard deeply for a moment before whispering a soft ‘thanks sugar’ into his ear, making Gerard groan quietly.

“Fuck Frank, just do it already. Please.” He moaned, his muscles tense with need and Frank wasted no time, straddling Gerard’s hips and raising himself up. Gerard helped guide his erection up into him as Frank sank down, biting his lip when he felt the head breach the first ring of muscles and he gasped, letting the muscles in his legs collapse and send him down fast on Gerard’s length, both men moaning loudly as they threw their heads back.

Frank began to pant softly as his muscles tensed and then relaxed, the pleasure like a white hot arrow up his spine. For a moment he couldn’t move, too busy sucking in the pleasure of the moment but then he could barely stand the wait anymore and he forced himself to move, raising himself up and then dropping back down again. Gerard’s hands planted onto his hips and helped to guide him up and down, his hips bucking in time to make it easier for him as they both vocalised their delight.

Gerard tipped his head back and watched Frank through lust hazed eyes as he smirked softly. Frank was just surprising him over and over tonight, and this was one surprise Gerard happened to love. Frank looked nothing short of perfect as his tanned body arched gently backwards, his hips rising and lowering like waves on the ocean, angling them so that Gerard shifted inside him, the two of them seeking his special spot together. The light coming in from the window cast half his body in shadow, making him look mysterious yet somehow even more innocent. His eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, and his kiss swollen lips had parted to let out his soft pants and moans.

Frank was moving his hips up and down as fast as he could, but the pace grew steadily slower and slower as his leg muscles began to cramp, but he refused to stop, the buzzing pleasure like electricity all over his body spurring him on. His hands were clamped down on Gerard’s chest, scratching softly at his pale skin as he rode him slowly, Gerard lifting his hips with each drop down to push himself deeper into the younger man, and Frank’s whole body was quivering. The moment felt so much more intimate than the first time, and his moans – though laced with pure lust, were a lot softer this time.

Gerard bit his lip as he watched Frank and let his own moaning harmonise with those of the younger man, his chest vibrating slightly under Frank’s fingertips whenever he made a noise. His hands were gripping tight to Frank’s hips, keeping him steady and helping him support his weight, lifting and lowering him to try and take share some of the work.

As Frank moved he slowly allowed his eyes to flutter open and glance down at Gerard, his pleasure rising up a few notches as he stared at his gorgeous, pleasured face. His onyx hair was splayed around him on the pillow, and Frank could even see the way his muscles tensed and quivered in his stomach and abdomen, making Frank feel somewhat smug – he was making Gerard feel good. Really good.

“Mm... ooh... Gee, God you’re so hot.” Frank groaned, scratching lightly at the older man’s chest and breathing heavily as he bent over him, their chests almost touching and Gerard slid one hand up to rest on the base of Frank’s back, softly stroking the skin as Frank moved his hips up and then forward, half riding and half grinding against Gerard, his own engorged member trapped between their midriffs and leaking pre-cum onto Gerard’s stomach from the pleasure caused by the friction. Gerard could hardly hold himself back, moving his hips in slow, deep thrusts though the urge to just pound fast and erratically was so strong. But this was perfect, and he didn’t want to ruin it, the tightening and warming of his stomach warning him how close he was.

“Unn... Oh fuck Frankie, I’m so close sugar. You’re getting me so close.” He purred, turning his head a little to capture the shell of Frank’s ear between his small teeth and nibble playfully, Frank moaning as his erection gave a violent twitch. He had a major ear thing, and he was already so close, the tip of Gerard’s erection brushing and rubbing against his prostate, the feeling so intense it was all he could do to stop himself from crying out.

“Fuck... uugh... me too Gee. Me too – mmm.... ah fuck! Gee I’m gonna – I’m... I’m gonna...” Frank gasped and bowed his head, his back arching up like a frightened cat as he felt the pleasure reach an unbearable peak and there was no way he’d be able to hold it back. He moved his hands up to grip tightly to Gerard’s shoulders and he slammed his hips down, moaning loudly as he came hard over Gerard’s toned stomach. Barely a heartbeat followed before Gerard gave the sexiest little groan Frank had ever heard and spilled deep inside him, Frank shuddering as he felt Gerard’s cold cum filling him and dripping down his thighs.

“Fuck... fuck ...” He whispered breathlessly, moaning quietly against Gerard’s neck as he spilled rope after rope of cum over his stomach before he finally collapsed down on top of him and let his muscles slump.

For a long moment both men were silent, just regaining their breath and letting themselves sink from the heights of pleasure, both trying to get their thoughts back into a rational order. Gerard had a lazy smile on his face that matched Franks and he gently pulled out of him, feeling almost lonely when he did. He couldn’t believe he had ever forgotten how good sex with a human could be, and he knew he had made a damn good decision when he offered his little proposal to Frank.

“Jesus Christ Frankie, you’re good.” He chuckled once they had both got their breath back and were cuddling beneath the sheets, Frank figuring he would just have a shower in the morning. And hopefully Gerard would join him.

“Mm... Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself... Ya’ know. For a guy with god knows how many centuries of experience.” Frank replied with a playful smirk, Gerard laughing and pecking his lips, playfully smacking his cheek.

“Hey, watch it smart ass.” He smirked, loving how natural everything felt. How was it that Frank was the only person who had ever been able to make him forget he was a vampire, even for a moment. Even now, when he had just been reminded of it he didn’t feel like a vampire. He felt almost human, and he hadn’t felt that way in... God, too long.

Frank giggled and smiled, feeling light and dreamy as he laid down on Gerard’s chest and drew soft patterns over his skin. “Mm... Gerard, will you tell me something?” He asked sleepily, Gerard nodding as his fingers played through Frank’s hair.

“Of course...”

“Erm... why is your cum cold?” Frank asked shyly, blushing when Gerard burst out laughing. “Hey! It isn’t funny, I’m honestly curious.” He whined, feeling embarrassed as Gerard covered his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter. He just couldn’t help it, no one had ever asked him that before and the way Frank came out with it, so innocently... it was hilarious.

“Oh Frankie.” He giggled, pecking the disgruntled looking mans lips and smiling warmly at him. “I honestly don’t know the answer. I guess it’s just because I’m technically dead.” He shrugged, Frank giggling and laying his hand over Gerard’s faint heartbeat.

“Mm... maybe. But your heart still beats. I didn’t know vampires had beating hearts. Is that another myth?” He smirked, his eyes falling closed as he began to fall asleep and Gerard smiled, shaking his head as he looked up at the ceiling, Frank’s warmth making him feel so comfortable.

“Erm... not exactly... It doesn’t beat unless it needs too. When I drink blood, so that it gets to every part of my body and if I get... aroused,” He smirked “so that it goes ‘down south’ if you get what I mean.” He chuckled, Frank giggling softly and pressing a tender kiss to Gerard’s chest over the place where he could feel his heartbeat slowly fading away.

“Oh... that’s cool.” He smiled dreamily and Gerard chuckled, kissing his forehead softly as he felt him relaxing in his arms, his breathing becoming slower and deeper and Gerard smiled, watching him slowly fall asleep before nodding.

“Mm... Pleasant dreams Frankie.” He purred, Frank mumbling softly in his dreams and Gerard let his quiet voice serve as a lullaby to send him to sleep.

>X<

Frank felt all lightheaded as he stepped out of the bathroom, a drunken smile on his lips as he used the towel that had been around his waist to dry his wet hair. He decided he liked having a vampire boyfriend. He liked it very much, not least because he had just received the best head of his life whilst sharing the shower with said significant vampire other.

Frank giggled a little himself and blushed when he heard Gerard’s soft voice behind him. “What’s so amusing sugar?”

“Ooh.” Frank laughed, turning and smacking Gerard’s bare chest lightly. “Don’t sneak up on me like that! God, you’re gonna give me a heart attack.” He giggled and Gerard laughed, kissing Frank softly for a minute before walking naked to his wardrobe to find some clothes for them both.

“Don’t worry about it Frankie, I wouldn’t let that happen.” He winked, Frank scoffing and catching the jeans and t-shirt Gerard tossed to him. The jeans would be too long but he could turn them up, and just as long as he got to wear Gerard’s clothes he was happy.

“So Frankie, what do you want to do today?” Gerard asked brightly as he tugged on his own skinny jeans and dug out an Iron Maiden tee to wear. He was feeling in a better mood than ever, probably due to all the sex he’d had the past twelve hours. He still couldn’t believe he was getting away with it. He was getting sex and blood and Frank didn’t feel as if he was being cheated just a little? Well, Gerard certainly wasn’t complaining, he was getting everything he wanted for nothing in return.

“Erm... Fuck some more?” Frank asked in response to Gerard’s question and quickly taking it back when Gerard smirked at him. “I’m kidding! Not even I can get it back up in five minutes.” He laughed, Gerard chuckling and pulling his shirt on as Frank sought a serious answer for the question. He did kinda like the fucking idea, he just needed some breakfast and he’d be ready to go, but then his ass probably wouldn’t appreciate so much after so long of nothing and he had other more pressing matters to deal with.

“Maybe we could go see my friend Bob, I mean, if you don’t mind.” He offered softly, biting his lip as Gerard raised his eyebrows at him. He knew that the meeting would be far from comfortable, Frank doubted Bob had changed his opinions on Gerard but he had promised to introduce them.

Gerard remembered Bob from the cafe and smirked a little. He knew already the guy didn’t like him, he was one of those rare people who could just sense that Gerard was bad news. He wondered how he felt about the fact that he was now Frank’s ‘boyfriend’, he probably despised it and Gerard kind of liked irritating people. He wouldn’t mind flaunting the fact he had Bob’s precious best friend caught in his trap and he agreed instantly.

“I don’t mind. That sounds fun.” He smirked and Frank beamed, blushing softly. He was glad Gerard had agreed and decided to just not mention that the meeting was bound to be tense.

“Awesome, I’ll call him and arrange to meet.” He grinned and Gerard smirked, squeezing Frank’s ass as he walked past to sort out his hair.

“Oh, please do.”