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The freezing cold wind nipped at my milky, white skin as my feet padded from side to side, trying to dodge the cold. My arms wrapped tightly around my chest as I tried desperately to warm myself up even a little. Small, delicate flakes danced through the white winter sky and landed gently on top of each other, forming a neat snowy blanket. The cold began to travel through my canvas shoes, biting at my toes. ‘Hurry the fuck up,’ I moaned to myself through chattering teeth. My cheeks had turned a glowing, rosy colour, almost matching the fiery redness of my hair. Finally, I heard footsteps approaching the door. I groaned as the cold overwhelmed my senses, leaving me shivering violently.
I couldn’t help a tiny grin from playing about my lips when Frank finally opened the door. His eyes traced over my shaking posture as I still hugged myself tightly. He smirked a little, “Come in...” he grinned, trying to hold back laughter.
“It’s not funny!” I protested, “I’m freezing!”
“I can tell!” Frank smiled, trying his best to seem sympathetic. “Your cheeks are almost as red as your hair Gee,” he teased. I slapped the side of his arm playfully.
“Shut up!” I whined, giggling slightly to myself. Frank held out his hand, probably expecting me to take it. Instead I unzipped my coat and placed it in his open palm. He looked a little disappointed, it was cute.
I kicked my soaking wet shoes off carelessly, leaving them strewn on the cream carpet. I tugged my brown leather gloves off and threw them over my shoulder. I strode into the lounge, leaving Frank to pick up the mess I’d left. My eyes glistened as I was greeted by a roaring fire. Glowing sparks of gold and orange flew up from the flames which licked the side of the fireplace. The deep red curtains were drawn so the only lighting was coming from the crackling fire. It flickered a dim, but relaxing light into the cosy room. “I’m sitting in your chair!” I yelled to Frank, who was still cleaning up after me in the hallway. I did feel a little harsh being so mean to him now, but I’d make up for it later. I flung myself down into the comfy, burgundy armchair, sinking into its padding and closing my eyes in relaxation.
Frank silently crept into the warm room. He grinned, biting his lip to hold back the small giggles he was so desperate to let out when he saw me relaxing in the armchair. I looked a little too comfortable to him. He swiftly closed the door, without a single sound being made. His bare feet stroked along the soft carpet as he approached me with a mischievous look on his face. The humming fire reflected in his eyes, which glinted with excitement. Once he’d reached me, he raised his arm, so desperately attempting to choke back his laughter. He took a deep breath and with one swift movement of his arm, he plunged a freezing snowball down the front of my vest top.
I screamed a little, immediately flushing even more red as I sounded like a girl. Frank burst into fits of laughter as I shuddered, shooting up to shake the icy sensation from out of my clothes. “FRANK!” I yelled, not even sure if he could hear me over his howling laughter. He dropped onto his bum in front of the fire, laughing hysterically as he curled up into a little ball on the chocolate brown, fluffy rug. “That wasn’t funny!” I growled, dropping into my knees to throw soft, playful punches at his knees. His laughing began to calm down, although he would chuckle to himself every few seconds. “My tops all wet now Frank!” I complained, tugging at the bottom of my now soaking, black vest.

Frank looked up at me from his curled up position. His eyes looked cheeky, almost devilish. His short, brown hair was slightly ruffled. He chewed his gleaming lip ring as he stared at my un-amused, soaking stature. The fact that I didn’t find it funny only made him enjoy it more. “You’re not listening to me, my clothes are wet now.” I whined, sitting myself down and crossing my legs and arms in a pretend sulk. Frank un-curled himself, laying his legs out in front of him. He was still biting in his lip ring, making a slight metallic clicking noise.
“Take them off then...” He smirked sarcastically. I scowled at him and his attempt of flirting.
“You know one day you’re going to be all sarcastic like that and I’ll actually take you seriously and do it,” I frowned, mirroring his spread out legs.
“Let’s make that day today then,” Frank grinned, winking at me. My heart skipped and almost lifted out of my chest, but I nipped myself to bring it back down. He always dropped little seductive hints like that and I always frowned them off. What would he do if I joined in?
“Fine,” I said, giving him my best ‘I’m not bothered’ look. “I’ll take my clothes off.” Franks eyes widened, he bit his lip ring harder, moving his tongue over it slightly. I couldn’t help but think that he looked hot when he was doing that. God damn it, why does he always make me feel like this? Why do I even let it turn me on? He’s only being sarcastic.
“Do it!” He taunted, knowing full well that I wouldn’t. I narrowed my eyes at him, admiring the thin layer of red eyeliner that sat underneath his mocking eyes. I let my gaze travel down to his red and black striped t-shirt, then back to his eyes. I slipped my arms out of my shirt and threw it over at his face. He tugged it off him, gazing in awe at my naked torso. I wonder if he knew that I was watching him bite his lips harder, caressing it constantly with his tongue.
He looked a little confused, but not at all disappointed. “Hey Frankie, that’s a nice shirt you’re wearing,” I purred,
“Uhh... thanks...” He stammered, almost tripping over his own words.
“It’d look better of the floor though.” I watched as frank’s expression lit up. He was excited that I was playing along, although we both knew it wasn’t really leading anywhere. He smiled, sliding his t-shirt over his head and flinging it onto the armchair.
“Happy now?” He asked sarcastically,
“Nope,” I stated simply. I was having too much fun messing about to just stop and turn this into one of our normal conversations. I was only meant to stay for coffee, but it would wait.
“Tough!” Frank chirped, moving round to sit on his knees. His pale skin shimmered in the firelight as I admired his body. It was utter perfection; I couldn’t help but envy him. I lifted my legs up, kicking him softly in the chest. The force if it was enough to push him over since he was off guard. I laughed manically as he fell to the floor with a quiet thump. “Not funny!” he yelled as he lifted himself back up onto his knees. He looked me straight in the eyes as I let out tiny giggles, not even attempting to hold them in.
“Yes it is funny,” I chuckled,
“Oh really? Well then you should find ‘this’ REALLY funny!” Frank cried as he dived onto me, tickling my sides almost painfully.
I burst out into hysterics as I kicked and screamed violently. My laughter was mixed with slight pain as Frank dug his fingers into my sides harshly. “STOP STOP!” I begged, but he persisted anyway. His hands rubbing into my sides, clenching up all my nerves. Then he rubbed higher up, the once torturous tickling movements becoming soft stroking movements. His legs were over mine, holding them down. I didn’t resist him when his soft hands moved further up my body, stroking me gently. As his hands moved further upwards, his face moved closer to my stomach. His warm lips pressed against my skin so delicately, it sent a shiver down my spine. I breathed faster, my heart beat almost doubling in speed.
He began to kiss my further and further up my torso, adding smooth licking motions with his tongue. I felt his metal lip ring pressing against my milky skin. He gently bit and sucked at my skin, especially once he’d reached my collarbone. It was unbelievable how much this was turning me on. I could feel the bulge in my jeans getting bigger. He hovered around my jaw line for a second or two, letting his dewy breath melt onto me. Then slowly, he moved his lips close to mine and before we knew it, they were touching. The kiss was soft and gentle. We took it slowly; I stopped to bite his lip ring, forcing his lips down harder into my own. I ran my tongue across his bottom lip and he parted his lips slightly. Our tongues met in the middle, embracing each other as much as we were.
Our hands ran over each other’s bodies as we deepened the kiss. Frank began thrusting his hips as we became hungrier. We both moaned softly into each other as I felt his hardened length rubbing against my own, only separated by a couple of thin layers of denim. It was unfair; I wanted him so badly right now. I placed both of my hands onto his chest and pushed him off me. He looked bewildered as he knelt in front of me. He began to blush slightly, once again biting his lip ring so seductively I thought I might explode. I lifted myself up onto my own knees so our faces were only precious inches apart. He leaned in for a kiss again, but I ran my hand along his crotch, causing him to moan into my mouth. I pulled away, still rubbing his crotch softly. I could tell it was driving him crazy, that’s why I liked it.
I let my other hand fumble around with the button on his jeans until it popped open. I slid them down as far as they could go in this position, it was far enough. My eyes widened as I looked down, he was really hard. I began licking and sucking on the skin on his neck as I wrapped my hand around his length, moving it rhythmically. He moaned softly, “Fuck, Gerard.” He groaned. His eyes were closed and his head thrown back in pleasure. I watched his face as the sensation began to feel even more amazing. It turned my on even more to see him like this. I couldn’t wait for my turn, but I wanted to drag this on as long as possible first. I quickened the pace, causing him to shout ‘fuck’ repeatedly. “Mmmmhh... you like that?” I breathed in his ear, sending shudders all through his body.
“Oh fuck yeah.” He moaned, “I’m so close, Oh my god...”
I moved further down him, swiftly replacing my hand with my mouth. This only made him moan louder, bucking his hips up so I took his entirety into my mouth. I made smooth licking motions on his tip as I moved fast. “Oh yeah Gee, just like that, don’t stop!” He groaned, He was close. I sucked him harder, “Fuck!” he almost screamed, as he came into my mouth with one last explosion of pure pleasure. I swallowed and moved myself back up to look at him. Our eyes stayed fixed to each other, attracted like magnets.
“That was ... fuck... It was amazing...” Frank struggled to make a sentence. I grinned at him, raising an eyebrow. He re-buttoned his jeans as he stared me up and down. He moved himself closer to me and whispered in my ear “Now it’s your turn.”