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Frank awoke with the sound of snickering in his room. His eyes flickered open and he looked around in confusion. He still felt those cool arms wrapped around his bare torso. His eyes fell on the sight of his mother and father in the doorway. A blush worked its way onto his face. He pulled the sheets up further hiding behind them. His mother had his hand raised to his mouth hiding the grin that was forming, and his father stood there trying to look sinister. Frank looked down his hair falling in front of his face trying to hide his red cheeks.

“ M-mum, D-dad what are you doing in my bedroom?” Frank questioned, trying to sound strong and not let his mother be amused by his embarrassment.

“ Well Frank we came up here to talk since we heard that you missed most of your lessons in school today” his father said looking at him with a look of disapproval. “ I thought that maybe you had been sick, it turns out you had plans better than school” at his father’s remark, his mother let slue a few more giggles. Frank shrank back and felt the figure behind him move in the bed, he now knew that the Dom was awakening.

“ G-Gerard, mum and dad are here,” he muttered to the tired looking Dom. He saw Gerard’s eyes widen slightly and he looked up, only to have his eyes met those of Frank’s father.

“ Uh hello Mr. and Mrs. Sanders” he greeted keeping more composure than Frank.

“ Gerard would you please accompany me to my office,” M. Shadows said sternly. A shiver rippled down Gerard’s spine, now Gerard was no easily frightened, but the idea of M. shadows being angered by what he had done with his son, well it made his blood run cold.
Frank watched on as Gerard reached down beside the bed, pulling on his boxers before following his father out of the room. As soon as Gerard and his father were out of sight, Frank barely had time to react before his mother had glomped him excitedly on his bed. He sat there in slight shock turning to look at his mother who was grinning down at him like a Cheshire cat. He shrank back away from him.

“ Sooo. Tell me what it was like” his mother cooed hyperly, watching Frank. A lump caught in Frank’s throat and he stared at his mother wide eyed, as though his mother had grown three extra heads.

“ Whoa what?” Frank exclaimed at his mother who he was sure had lost all sense.

“ Tell me what Gerard was like. Was it good? Was he gentle with you? He looks like he would be good,” his mother expressed looking down at Frank, causing Frank to shrink further into the mattress bellow him, praying that the fabric would open up and swallow him whole.

“ You want me to tell you what the sex was like?” Frank questioned nervously, only to see his mother roll his eyes at him.

“ What else could I be meaning?” he said blankly. Frank blushed brightly shifting uncomfortably under the blankets.

“ I am not to comfortable with this choice of topic,” he muttered to his mother. He could see his mother smirk evilly.

“ Well you just screwed in my house I think I have every right to know what kind of mess you made in my bathroom” at Zacky’s remark, Frank s eyes widened and his face grew thousands of shades of red darker. His looked at his mother, he could now see that this was just his own clever little way of punishing Frank. Take in a deep shaky breath; Frank gripped the sheets under him. If his mother was going to play like this then he was going to give him exactly what he wanted, if he could puck up the courage that is.

“ Umm, I well.. He and we..” Frank stumbled over himself as he tried to find the right thing to say. He glanced at his other and saw that grin spreading widely over his face. He glared at his mother slightly. Frank knew he would so get him back for doing this to him.

“ First he gave me a blow job on the bathroom sink and it felt great, better than anything I had ever felt. Then I blew him in the shower, I hade him moaning for me. And finally he pinned me to the wall and made me his, is that what you wanted to hear?” Frank said, he was the one now wearing the smirk as he turned to look at his mother’s wide eyes. That smirk was gone as he sat staring at Frank flabbergasted. Frank just grinned evilly in turn at his mother, it was now him who was wearing the boots in this conversation.

“ Oh yeah and finally he carried me in here, and took me again, only harder this time, we were right there” he said pointing to the spot in which Zacky was sitting. Frank had never seen his mother move so fast in his life, he leapt from the bed and looked at Frank wide-eyed. Frank just grinned up at his mother evilly.

“ Anything to say mum? I told you everything there is to tell you I think, maybe there’s more”

“ NO, its alright I think I should go and prepare dinner now” Frank watched amusedly as his mother bolted from the room to the kitchen to no doubt compose himself. He had defiantly won that little war. He got out of the bed, placing his feet on the cold wood and shivering slightly from the sharp temperature change. He pulled on his fuzzy purple robe and wandered down the stairs.

He paused outside of this father’s study trying to catch any trace of sound that would hint to how Gerard was doing with his father. But there was none. He sighed and continued his decent and wandered into the lounge.

Plonking down onto the leather couch he felt around for the remote, flicking on the TV he glanced towards the kitchen to see his mother trying to avoid eye contact with him. Frank grinned to himself happily, he was glad that he had won that little war. He knew that this was only the beginning and that his mother would defiantly try and find another thing to get back at Frankie with. Well Frank would just have to wait until then, but for the mean time he couldn’t help but wonder.

How was Gerard doing?