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happy halloween!

xo Alex


~ one month later ~

Gerard Moaning. Someone else panting.

Frank turned the volume of the TV up one notch.

The gasping of a stranger who shouldn't be there.

Frank turned the TV up again.

"Uuhhh Fuck...harder." That wasn't Gerard.

Frank turned the TV up once again, this time all the way.

"Shit. Ungh...you feel so good baby...uh...God, you‘re so fucking beautiful."

That however was Gerard, and hearing him say the exact same thing to some stranger that he had said to him just two nights before, the fact that Frank was obviously just another fuck to him, made him feel dirty and used and...hurt. There was really no other way to describe it. He knew that everytime they were together it meant more to him than it would probably ever mean to Gerard, but he pushed that to the back of his mind, wanting the older man so badly he would take whatever piece of him he could get. But it was impossible to ignore when it was shoved so obviously in front of his face.

He didn’t want to deal with it.
Didn’t want to be in the room next to the two of them, being able to hear the moans and pants that the walls couldn’t block out.
Didn’t want to be in the same house with Gerard when he was doing that to some guy he had picked up from God knows where.
So he left.
He didn’t storm out or slam the door, he didn’t have it in him. He simply walked out the door, closing it softly behind him, making so little noise that Gerard didn’t notice him leave even though he walked right by him as he fucked some man into the same couch cushions they sat on while watching TV and eating dinner.

The couch would have to be burned. That was the only solution in Frank's mind.

For a good hour and a half he wondered around aimlessly, looking through shop windows and sipping the coffee he bought from a Starbucks. He usually drank his coffee black, but this time ordered some mocha-caramel-whipped cream concoction that burnt him upon taking the first sip. He bought a CD he had been wanting with the small amount of cash in his pocket, then finally started to make the short walk back to Gerard’s apartment, stopping and looking through the same shop windows once again, wasting as much time as possible, not wanting whoever it was to still be at the apartment.

When he returned, Gerard was drinking coffee in his pajamas and watching some movie, his hair still slightly damp from the shower he had just gotten out of. “Hey sugar, where’d ya go? I didn’t even see you leave." He walked over to Frank, wrapping his arms around him. The boy wanted to pull away and tell Gerard to leave him alone, that he didn't feel like talking, but he just couldn't. He loved the feeling of Gerard's arms around him even though he knew it would only make it hurt worse the next time he came home to find Gerard in bed with some sleazy guy. Or girl...or in the worst possible situation, both. It had happened before.

"Yeah, I left earlier...while you were with that guy." His face scrunched up and he spat the last word with distaste, hoping Gerard would notice.

"Really? I didn't see you leave."

"Well, I mean you were already preoccupied with your whore." He didn't sneer the sentence or say it with anger, but rather defeated and tired, like a deflated balloon.

"Somethin' wrong sugar?" Gerard moved his arms up and down the short's sides, pulling him closer so their bodies were pressed together. Then lips grazed his neck.
Frank wasn't in the mood for this, he felt like the only time Gerard gave him the time of day was when he wanted a fuck. Maybe he was being a little melodramatic, but it still hurt.

"No. I'm just tired. I think I'm gonna go to bed." He whispered, pulling out of the taller man's grasp. "Well I'll come with you. You're so nice to snuggle up to, like my little teddy bear. And you're warm." Frank didn't acknowledge the other's rambling, but simply walked into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him in Gerard's face.
Frank was already in his pajamas, crawling into the bed when Gerard walked in, slightly miffed at having a door shut in his face in his own home.
"Are you mad at me or something?" Gerard asked, crawling into bed beside his little play thing. "No, Gerard. I'm not mad, I just wanna go to sleep. I've had a bad day." He turned over, hoping Gerard would leave him alone.
He didn't have such luck though.

"See. You had a bad day. I knew something was wrong, you're all pissy and sad looking. Like you're gonna cry or somethin'." Gerard was right on top of Frank almost, his head resting on the small shoulder. "Please tell me what's wrong." He snaked an arm around Frank, his hand dangerously close to the boy's crotch. Frank flipped over so he was laying on his back, looking straight into those intense hazel eyes.
"You called him beautiful."

Gerard certainly wasn't expecting that.

"What are you talking about?"
If he wasn't laying down with his head on the small chest, he would've threw his arms in the air with exasperation.

"When we...when you..." He closed his eyes, trying to find a way to make sense of his confused thoughts.

"You said I was beautiful, but then you said the same thing to him. Gerard. I know you don't care about me, but it still hurts."

If Frank only knew how untrue that was.

The older man moved on top of the smaller so that he was hovering just inches above him. "Frankie, I do care about you. Do you think I would let just anyone stay in my house and sleep in the same bed as me? You matter to me. And I may have said that to him, I've said it to a lot of people, but I only mean it when I say it to you." Gerard stroked Frank's cheek, brushing his fringe out of his eyes.

He lowered his voice to a seductive purr. "If you'll let me, I'll show you how beautiful I think you are." He whispered against Frank's tattooed neck. Gerard felt the sensation of warm lips mixed with the cool metal of a lip ring being pressed against his own, and he smiled into the kiss, unable to resist the urge to play with the lip ring.

"Mmm...Frankie..." Gerard kissed and nipped at the delicate skin of the pale neck before pulling the shirt up as much as it would go without taking it off and kissed Frank's pale and nicely toned stomach. He kissed all the way up the torso before removing the shirt all together. Frank watched through hooded eyes as the raven kissed his chest, his nipple, his shoulder, gently nipping at the skin. Gerard locked eyes with the smaller boy as he kissed the collarbone before sucking at his neck, finally returning to his lips.

"That feels so good Gerard." Frank wrapped his arms around the other man, truly feeling cared for. Believing Gerard when he said he thought he was beautiful.

"What? This?" The bad boy smirked, knowing perfectly well what Frank was talking about.

"Uh-huh."

"God sugar, you just wait." He licked a line from Frank's collarbone to his ear.
"You're not gonna be able to walk." Lips touched that spot right behind his ear.
"You're not gonna be able to move." He started sucking.
"You're not gonna be able to do anything but scream my name." He was sucking and almost gnawing at the skin, drawing blood.
He grinded their erections together, and Frank bucked his hips.

"Ungh...Gee...please..." Frank moaned, his breathing becoming slightly ragged.

"Please what? Wha’da’ya want me to do baby?” He rolled his hips, evicting a hiss.

“T-touch me. Puh-please.” He whined, craving more friction on his dick.

Gerard’s hand found it’s way to Frank’s hard member, rubbing it through the thin fabric of his pajama pants as Frank’s hips stuttered and jerked involuntarily.

"Like that?" He taunted.

"Yesss." Frank hissed, needing more.

Gerard slipped his hand inside the tattooed one's pants, Frank's breath increasing as Gerard stroked him.

"Uuhhh...god...Gerard, fuck me. Please." He begged.

"Why should I?" The raven taunted.

"Because I want you."

"Not good enough." He smirked.

"I need you."

"Aww. C'mon, you can do better than that." Gerard sucked on his neck again.

Frank moaned. Gerard was rubbing their erections together just enough to keep him hard but still desperate for more.

"Please Gerard.” He whined. “You make me feel so good...I need to feel you inside me.”

“God Frankie, you’re so fucking hot baby. Begging like my own little slut.”

He licked a line from the base of Frank's neck to his ear, whispering in his ear before smashing their lips together again.

"I'm gonna make sure everybody knows who you belong to. You're mine now, sugar, and I'm gonna keep you all to myself."

"I'm yours?" The smaller peeped, the idea of Gerard wanting him making him feel all kinds of amazing.

"Uh-huh. And nobody else gets you. Understand? All this is just for me."

"O-okay." He could barely manage to form coherent thoughts with the things Gerard's mouth was doing to him.

Gerard began planting sloppy kisses down the petite torso, stopping to kiss the scar that he had caused, quickly removing the boy's pants.
He teased the boy, kissing the insides of the pale thighs, and lightly nipping at the skin. He let his breath ghost over the tip, smiling as Frank shivered. Basically kissing and licking everything but Frank's actual dick.

"Ungh...Gerrrrard...please.” The little bit of stimulation he was getting was so painfully good, but he needed more.

The raven looked up, locking eyes with the boy, and licked a line from his base to the tip before taking the tip into his mouth. Frank’s hips jerked when Gerard swirled his tongue and flicked at the slit, Gerard keeping eye contact the whole time.

“Uh...Gee...” He mewled, his fingers gripping the sheets tightly, his mouth hanging open in pleasure as Gerard sucked hard, hollowing out his cheeks and bobbing his head, still watching Frank’s face. The way Gerard was looking at him was nearly enough to make him come right then. He felt a hand fondling his balls and his hips bucked, causing Gerard to nearly gag. “S-s-sorry-y” But Gerard only smiled, and took Frank to the back of his throat. “Shit.” He hissed, his hips jerking and stuttering. “Gee...Gerard...I- I’m...” Gerard knew what he was going to say, and this only encouraged him further. He sucked harder than he had up to that point, flicking at the slit and using everything he knew.

Frank’s hips bucked one more time, harder than before, and he was coming, Gerard swallowing all of it, milking the orgasm for all it was worth. “Fuuuck. Gerard.” He whined, a trembling and sweaty mess.

“Was that good Frankie?” He asked, his voice dripping with seduction as he crawled up the petite body, making sure a few things rubbed together. “Uh-huh.” He managed through his gasps. “I’m not done with you yet sugar.” He taunted, his lips now just inches away from the boy’s who was trying to control his breathing. “You wanna taste yourself?” Before Frank had a chance to answer, Gerard’s lips were smashed against his,
Frank wrapped weak arms around the raven as he kissed him, simply wanting to be closer. Gerard rolled his hips, grinding his hard member against Frank’s already hardening one. Long fingers found their way to Frank’s mouth. “Suck.” He commanded.
He watched as the boy took his fingers into the wet heat of his mouth, sucking and coating them in saliva. Gerard’s eyes rolled back in his head a little when the boy moaned around the digits.

He pulled them from his mouth and they found their way to his entrance. The raven rubbed his fingers around the other’s hole, smirking at the reaction he got before easing one finger in, then another. Then there was scissoring in his ass. A third finger was added and there was a farther stretch. He swirled them around, making sure to let his fingers brush against the fragile boy’s prostate a few times. The fingers were gone suddenly and Gerard was getting out of his pants as fast as he could, wishing he had done it earlier. A few short seconds later and his tip was positioned at Frank’s hole and he was slowly pushing in, not wanting to hurt the boy.

When he was filled, Frank wrapped his legs around the other’s waist, loving how deliciously full he was. “Uuhhh... Gerard. Fuck me.” He begged, wanting to feel the badboy move inside him. Gerard began thrusting, slowly at first then picking up his pace as he watched Frank writhe and moan under him, making possibly the sexiest faces he’d ever seen. He thrust into Frank over and over, smashing their lips together, unable to resist the urge to play with the lip ring before taking Frank’s bottom lip between his teeth, reveling in the way it sprung back. “Mmm. Love these lips.” He whispered against them.

Frank smiled and tightened his legs around Gerard, who angled his hips, hitting the boy’s prostate dead on. “Ugh...Fuck, Gerard. Mmph...faster. Please.” He scratched and clawed at Gerard’s back, needing some way to release the built up pleasure. “Moan for me, sugar. Say my name.” He pleaded.

“Ungh...Gerard.”

“Again. Louder.” He gasped hitting Frank’s prostate dead on with every thrust.

“Gerard!” His back arched, and he muttered pathetic curses in the other’s ear.

“Fucking scream.” Gerard panted, his face contorted in complete bliss.

“Ugh. God! GERARD!” He trembled and shook all over as he came onto their stomachs. “Fuucck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck.” He whimpered as Gerard filled his ass. “Ah...SHIT Frankie. Uh, you’re so good baby.” He panted, riding out the rest of his orgasm. Frank laid there trembling all over while Gerard thrust a few more times inside him, the boy in complete bliss.

A few moments later he pulled out, collapsing beside Frank. He tried to pull the boy close to him, but Frank resisted. Instead he moved down to Gerard’s stomach, staring up at Gerard with a look the almost made him hard again. “What are you doing, sugar?” Frank didn’t answer though, he simply licked the come off the pale and toned stomach while the raven could do nothing but watch the sight in front of him. When he was finished he crawled up beside Gerard who wrapped his arms around the small frame.

“Fucking hell, Frankie. You’ve got to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” A smug smile was plastered across the innocent face.

"And you think I'm beautiful." He said lightly, feeling content.

"Yes I do." He kissed Frank's neck.

"Then why am I not enough? Why do you need all those other people?" Frank asked in a meek voice, not wanting to upset the other. This caught Gerard off guard. He couldn't come up with a single reason why he needed anyone other than Frank. He was all Gerard would ever need. More than he could ever want, but Gerard knew he deserved more than he could ever give him.

"I don‘t know." He whispered, feeling bad because he couldn't give Frank a real answer. "But I do care about you, and I never want you to think anything different." It may not have been the answer Frank wanted, but it appeased him for the time being.
He pulled the boy closer to his chest, nuzzling his face in the crook of the tattooed neck.

"Goodnight, Gerard." He snuggled closer into the other's warmth.

"G'night, sugar." He mumbled, already lulling into sleep.

Here it is. I tried to keep it similar like I promised, but I just like this version better. Maybe because it wasn't rushed. Anyways, I hope you like it. Sorry for the wait, but I've been really busy.
Please R&R and tell me what you think. I'll share my candy with you if you do.
Happy Halloween and Happy Birthday Frank Iero.