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Frank sighed as he rolled about in the bed with Gerard, his arms wrapped around his neck as they kissed gently and passionately. Frank wasn’t entirely sure what had brought them to this situation, it just felt like one second they were in the garden and the next they were in the bed, but it felt so good to be kissed so sweetly that Frank just couldn’t push Gerard away.

“Mm... Frankie... You’re being so good today...” Gerard purred, smirking as he moved his kisses to Frank’s neck and started to nip and suck gently. Frank sighed and nodded his head, squeezing his eyes shut and mewling when Gerard’s teeth enclosed round the ring on his collar and tugged gently.

“G – Gerard...” He whimpered when those same teeth started to bite against his ear, it feeling surprisingly good.

“Ah, ah Frankie... What do you call me?” Gerard purred silkily, tugging on Frank’s ear lobe as the younger man blushed deeply and quickly corrected his mistake.

“I – I meant master.” He quickly breathed, sighing when he felt Gerard smile against the base of his throat and kiss softly to his collar bones.

“Mhmm... Better.” Gerard praised lightly, one hand moving up Frank’s loose shirt to brush against his hipbones and ribs. He was still too skinny for Gerard’s liking, but he knew that in time he would put on more weight. His meals weren’t exactly consistent right now due to missing some from punishment and fever.

Gerard was amazed that Frank was being so compliant, simply mewling and sighing softly as Gerard kissed down his neck and caressed his entire torso. He didn’t think that Frank would be so relaxed and he wondered if he was actually starting to break or if he was just still being affected by his fever. Either way he wasn’t complaining though, he had wanted to do this since he first laid eyes on him.

Frank sighed and arched his back a little, lifting his arms when Gerard started to push his shirt up. The garment was soon thrown onto the floor and Frank wrapped his arms around Gerard’s back when they started to kiss again. He hated to admit that it felt so good, but that wasn’t the only reason why he was being so submissive. He was going to get his freedom sooner or later and he knew that the best way to do that was just to play along. Now that he had been allowed in the garden he could see that the more Gerard started to trust him the longer his metaphorical leash would be... and one day he would get a privilege that would ensure his ability to escape this place forever.

So Frank felt no shame as he relaxed into Gerard’s touch and allowed himself to enjoy what was happening. Just because he had alternate motives didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself too. It was a better tactic than faking it at any rate. And God... Gerard’s lips did feel good.

“Mmm...” Frank sighed and arched his back up slightly, pushing his chest upwards so that Gerard would take the hint and start to suck softly against one of his pert nipples. The rosy nub was hard enough for Gerard to roll it between his teeth and he smirked up at Frank as he started to undo the younger mans jeans. Frank for his part kept his eyes closed, just finding it easier that way as he lifted his hips and allowed Gerard to tug his jeans down and off.

“Are you gonna let me fuck you Frankie?” Gerard asked huskily, licking the flat of his tongue against Frank’s nipple and watching the younger man closer. Frank slowly lifted his eyelids halfway and peered down at the older man, a slight tinge touching his cheeks. All of his life he had never consented to sex... not exactly. He had lost his virginity to his first master and since then he had only ever been raped or been seduced into sex that left him feeling ashamed of himself after. This would be the first time he’d actually say it out loud that he would let it happen and he wasn’t sure he wanted to. That seemed just too compliant... But Gerard’s eyes were swirling with lust, making them dark and tempting and Gerard was the most handsome man Frank had ever been with...

“I...” Frank hesitated, Gerard keeping his hands just resting flat on Frank’s hips, not trying to make a move or get him so hot that he couldn’t think straight and just agreed in the heat of the moment. “What if I say no?” He asked eventually, just curious to see what Gerard would do. How different he really was to all the others.

Gerard had to admit he hadn’t been expecting that question, and he wasn’t particularly happy about it. But he could tell that it wasn’t because Frank didn’t want to, Gerard was good at reading people and he understood that he was putting his pet into a situation he wasn’t used to. Of course he would want to test him.

“Then... I wouldn’t do it.” Gerard answered softly, gazing at Frank with an innocent smile. “We can just kiss if that’s all you feel like.” He purred, walking his fingers up Frank’s chest. Frank stared at him in shock, not sure he believed him.

“But... I’m your pet. It’s not about how I feel.” He protested, Gerard grimacing at that and he laid a finger over Frank’s lips, shaking his head.

“Oh contraire Frankie, my pet you may be but that doesn’t mean I’m going to use you like a sort of toy. I’m not a rapist.” He scoffed, Frank raising his eyebrows and searching Gerard’s eyes, trying to tell if he was being honest. He certainly sounded genuine and it made his heart race a little faster. He really was different...

“Then I... Well...” Frank took a deep breath and slowly snaked his arms around Gerard’s neck, trying his best to look seductive as he stared through his eyelashes at the older man, gently pouting his lips. “If you wanted to fuck me, then I’d like that.” He purred softly, Gerard staring at him for a second before he chuckled and leant down to capture Frank’s lips in a heated kiss.

“Mm... Then I’ll make sure you feel amazing.” He promised into his mouth, Frank sighing and smiling a little as he fully relaxed into the sheets. Hell, maybe for once in his life he’d enjoy having sex. So far Gerard had managed to make him feel pretty incredible some days, even if he did hate himself for it afterwards. This time though he had agreed whilst thinking straight, he only hoped that meant the usual shame wouldn’t hit.

Gerard sighed as he slid his hands eagerly over Frank’s body, his own body starting to heat up now he had permission to just do what he wanted. Even from the first second he had owned Frank he knew that he wouldn’t force himself on him, not for sex. Not the first time. If he raped Frank the first time they had sex together it would destroy any hope of building a real relationship, it was all about the trust. And anyway, this was so much better than any kind of forced sex. Sometimes it was nice to not have to tie the person up and coax them into it, sometimes it was nice to have them want you badly too.

“Mm... Spread your legs a little more...” Gerard ordered softly, Frank slowly doing so as Gerard knelt up and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. Frank watched him for a second before temptation got the better of him and he sat up, wrapping his arms around Gerard’s neck for a moment and kissing softly down the line of his jaw.

“Let me...” He mewled softly, moving his hands to undo the buttons himself, Gerard smirking and resting his hands on Frank’s waist instead. Frank shyly undid the shirt and pushed the fabric off Gerard’s shoulders, watching as it slipped down his arms and Gerard pushed it the rest of the way off, letting it land on the floor as Frank slid his hands over his chest.

He couldn’t deny that Gerard was gorgeous, his milky torso slightly toned and his skin silky. He had a few scars littered about his body, no doubt due to his involvement in the mafia and Frank was drawn to a particularly nasty looking one down the right of his chest. He graced his fingers over it first before softly pressing his lips to it, the marred skin textured beneath his mouth as he kissed gently along it.
“Mm...” Gerard gave a soft growl of appreciation low in his throat, brushing his fingertips up and down Frank’s spine as the younger man kissed gently over the scar.

“What is this?” Frank asked quietly, gazing up at Gerard as he slid the point of his tongue against it. “Who did this to you?”

Gerard chuckled lightly and looked down at Frank, his hand not on his back coming up to gently squeeze Frank’s bicep. “Why’d you wanna know? You working for the cops?” He teased, Frank blushing and looking almost hurt so Gerard quickly got explaining, not wanting to upset Frank when was being so good. “It’s just an old knife wound. Some guy from a rival group tried to kill me; he didn’t know the heart is on the left though, idiot.” Gerard chuckled a little and tipped his head back in delight when Frank’s tongue flicked against his nipple, starting to suck gently.

Frank kept quiet as he thought over what Gerard said, not sure why it caused his heart to race faster and his stomach churn worryingly. He knew of course that Gerard was in a dangerous profession, if profession was even the right word, but he hadn’t even thought about the fact that his life would have a price on it for some people. It made him feel a little distressed and he soon moved his kisses back up, capturing Gerard’s lips in his own and kissing him with even more heat.

Gerard gasped in slight shock into Frank’s mouth, tightening his arms around him as Frank kissed him in an almost desperate way. Gerard wasn’t sure what had caused it but he wasn’t complaining and he quickly kicked his jeans off, pushing Frank down into the sheets again immediately after as their tongues battled.

Frank sighed and tugged a little at Gerard’s hair, hitching a leg around his waist and gasping loudly when Gerard rubbed his hips down against his. The friction caused both their semis to grow more, Frank’s cock responding especially quick to this rarely welcomed attention.

“A – Ah! Gerard...” He gasped, turning his head to the side as Gerard continued grinding their hips, the feeling of Gerard’s cock swelling against his own was making Frank’s head spin, his whole body blushing as his own cock twitched. Seeing him get so worked up was making Gerard even hotter too and he allowed the little name mistake slip since all he could think about in that moment was how badly he wanted to make Frank his own.

“Fuck Frankie... You know how gorgeous you are?” He growled softly, biting and sucking against Frank’s neck, leaving marks of ownership around his collar, Frank squeezing his eyes shut and trembling a little. It was so rare to hear anyone compliment him, and he was pretty sure he’d never been called gorgeous before. He felt a little overwhelmed by it and he clutched Gerard’s back as he spread his legs further, pushing his hips up as his body silently begged for more.

“Uhuh... Umph... Unnn... G – Gee...” He groaned, clenching his teeth as pleasure tugged numbly at his erection, his body aching for more and he wanted nothing more than for Gerard to push into him. He had never felt such a desire before, it was strong and consuming and he could do nothing but bow to it as he tugged at Gerard’s briefs. “P – Please...”

Gerard gazed at Frank through lust hazed eyes, his stomach tingling as he yanked at Frank’s underwear too, the two of them soon naked and Gerard got busy kissing his pet again. Their bare erections slid side by side as Gerard bucked his hips, Frank moaning softly into his mouth and making him so eager to move on. He would have drawn it out, tried to savour it more but they were both impatient and it wasn’t like they were about to make love.

Gerard broke the kiss to rummage around in the bedside drawer, finding the lube inside it. Every room in the house had some lube somewhere, it was kind of necessary when you lived like Gerard did, and he was just thrilled he finally got to use some. He got to his knees again as he gazed down at Frank, the younger man looking especially beautiful in that moment with his body blushing and wracked with lust. His throbbing erection was red and weeping a tiny string of pre cum, his heavily lidded eyes swirling darkly and Gerard just couldn’t help the string of profanities that left his mouth.

“Shit... Fuck. Fuck Frankie, you look so good. So gorgeous. So beautiful. Fuck... You’re perfect.” Gerard groaned, squeezing some lube into his palm and starting to rub it all over his length. Frank’s cheeks tinged a darker shade of pink and he bit his lip, his heart swelling and thudding at the onslaught of compliments. So was this how it felt to feel beautiful? It felt so good it was almost painful, and he knew in that second that just for making him feel this way he would give Gerard anything in that moment.

“Master... I want you...” He whimpered, knowing it was exactly what Gerard wanted to hear and he wanted to make him feel just as good too. Gerard grinned a cute, crooked smile at him and squeezed some more lube onto his fingers, leaning his body over Frank’s once more so that he could start to prep him.

“Be patient beautiful.” He purred, rubbing a slick finger in small circles around Frank’s anus. His muscles were tense but they soon relaxed, surprisingly soon and it let Gerard know just how much Frank wanted him in that moment. He knew that he shouldn’t expect Frank to be like this every time and so he was sure to make the most of it, kissing his pet passionately as he worked the first finger inside him.

Frank groaned tensely into Gerard’s mouth as his finger sank into him, staying still for a moment before starting to thrust slowly. Frank had never been properly prepped before sex before and it was just another thing to add to the list of things that made Gerard more caring than his previous owners. He was so grateful that he focused hard on relaxing his muscles and cooperating with his master until a second finger easily joined the first.

Gerard ‘hmm’d softly to himself, kissing down Frank’s neck again and sucking on his skin just beneath his ear, creating another mark to join the others he had already littered over his skin. The only part of his neck that wasn’t dotted with purple was where his collar was resting and Gerard thought the added signs of ownership made Frank look even more beautiful.

Frank squeezed his eyes shut as he slowly gyrated his hips, Gerard’s slick fingers thrusting and scissoring demandingly inside him until he was stretched enough to take in more. Their lips joined again for a hungry second as Gerard slid his fingers free and rubbed more lube over his erection, his entire body pulsing with the need to be inside his pet. God... He wanted to feel Frank so badly, to finally stake a real claim on him and start breaking him down until he was entirely his.

“Are you ready?” He asked huskily as he lined the head of his erection against Frank’s quivering anus. Frank gazed up at with big, enticing eyes that swirled darkly with lust. He slowly bit his lip and nodded, already shining with sweat that made Gerard just want him even more.

“Mm... Tell me if it hurts.” He purred softly before he began to push into Frank. He kept it slow at first, allowing them both to adjust. Frank was so incredibly tight Gerard couldn’t just force into him for fear of hurting himself, let alone Frank, but the younger man was used to needing to relax quickly and Gerard managed to sink into him in just a few short seconds. He kept pushing until his balls pressed against Frank’s ass and the younger man grunted softly, Frank’s face screwed up in slight discomfort.

“Is it okay?” Gerard asked softly, so turned on his voice had become a low growl that crept from the very base of his throat. He felt a surprised, smug thrill when the sound caused Frank’s muscles to clench tight around him for a moment and his cock to twitch.

“O – Oh... Oh yeah... It... Unn... It’s so good...” He groaned, his nails digging into Gerard’s back slightly as he clung to him. He could feel more textured skin of scars there, but he didn’t have time to think about it before Gerard was thrusting into him, gentle but fast.

Gerard gazed down at Frank through half lidded eyes as he started fucking into him, keeping his thrusts gentle at first until Frank’s muscles were soft and pliant and he was able to push harder, pounding into the younger man with a lust fuelled passion. Frank’s mouth gaped open in a silent gasp as he squeezed his eyes shut, his nails digging harder into Gerard’s back and his legs widening.

“U – Uuh... Fuck... Fuck, so tight.” Gerard groaned, tangling one hand into Frank’s hair and gripping tight as he threw his hips back and forth, angling them to try and find Frank’s special spot. The younger man was so tight and warm around him, his inner channel clenching and pulsing around Gerard’s throbbing cock and it just felt so good. It felt like forever since Gerard had last had sex and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands off Frank from now on.

Frank clenched his teeth to try and keep quiet as Gerard fucked him, not wanting to let on how incredible it felt. It had never felt so good before, it didn’t feel like rape like it always had with his other masters and it didn’t feel like he had been seduced into something before he could really make a sensible decision. It just felt good... it felt natural and animalistic and oh so hot.

“Aaagh! Fuck! Right there! Fuck... Th – There...” He groaned, arching his back as Gerard found his prostate and started to thrust repeatedly against it. As soon as it was in his aim Gerard didn’t let it go and he smirked at how Frank just let go, allowing his moans and screams of delight to ring around the room. Gerard was certain the entire house would be able to hear but he didn’t care, he wanted them to hear. He wanted everyone to know that he wasn’t losing his touch, he wasn’t going soft and God dammit yes he had fucked Frankie.

“Mm... How close are you sugar?” He growled softly, thrusting faster and harder into the younger man as his own climax started to build in the pit of his abdomen. “Tell me.”

“Ooh... Erm... A – Ah...” Frank groaned and tried to arrange his thoughts enough to actually respond. He had never felt so damn good before, he couldn’t do anything other than moan desperately. He had never thought that sex could feel so good and he scratched desperately at Gerard’s back as his whole body squirmed. “C – Close.” He finally managed to choke through a moan. “So close.”

“Umph... Yeah? Me too.” Gerard grinned, sighing as his body shook lightly through a particularly strong wave of pleasure. His thrusting was starting to grow erratic, weaker now his energy was deserting him but he pushed on, wanting Frank to cum first. Wanting to feel it when it happened. “Cum for me Frankie, fucking do it.” He demanded, and no sooner than the words left his mouth than Frank obediently did as he asked.

“A – Agh fuck!” He cried, arching his back violently as his orgasm tore through him at Gerard’s command. Sweat dripped from his hair as he panted harshly, his belly and chest heaving as rope after rope of cum shot over his and Gerard’s stomachs. His nails were drawing blood out of Gerard’s back and his clenching ass was drawing cum from his pulsing dick, Gerard groaning in delight as he spilt deep inside the younger man.

Gerard squeezed his eyes shut as he rocked slowly into Frank, milking his orgasm until he couldn’t give anymore and he collapsed down beside his pet with a gasp for air. Frank winced and mewled in discomfort as Gerard’s cock slipped out of him and cum dripped straight onto the sheets. It left Frank feeling used and disgusting, but not in the way it usually did. Usually he’d be about ready to curl into a ball and cry for days, but in that moment he felt the crazy urge to laugh aloud, though he refrained since he was too busy catching his breath.

Despite how gross it felt to have cum all over him and how much his ass was throbbing he didn’t feel disgusting in a bad way. He wasn’t even sure it was possible to feel disgusting in a good way but he sure as hell felt good, and he was so relieved tha the just didn’t care why.

Gerard gazed at Frank with tired, curious eyes as he panted softly. He couldn’t help but smirk at the dreamy look on the younger man’s face, Frank gazing at the ceiling as his hands rested on his stomach, drawing patterns in the cum but Gerard wasn’t sure Frank was aware he was even doing it. Gerard was feeling kind of stunned himself. He felt incredible but exhausted, he was surprised Frank hadn’t collapsed yet. The guy hadn’t exactly been fully recovered from his illness, but then neither of them had lasted particularly long. It didn’t matter though, it had still been amazing.

“We should shower.” Gerard finally spoke, sitting up in the bed and running a hand through his hair. He shook the dark locks through his fingers, feeling them damp with sweat and feeling a strong desire just to wash thoroughly. And Frank... God, he wanted Frank in that shower with him so he could wash him thoroughly. With his hands. And maybe tongue...

“Mmph, you think?” Frank giggled, sitting up too and blushing a little as he realised he had been drawing on his stomach. He raised his fingers and grimaced, going to wipe them on the sheets but Gerard grabbed his wrist before he could and slowly licked the cum off them, making Frank’s blush intensify. Gerard chuckled at his expression and winked, sucking away every drop of Frank’s cum from his fingers before he started to tug him off the bed.

“Come on. Shower.”

Frank smiled shyly and allowed Gerard to tug him off the bed and into the ensuite bathroom. Frank finally started to pay real attention to the room they were in and realised he had never been into it before. He vaguely remembered Gerard opening the door on the house tour and explaining it was a spare room, but that seemed like years ago now. Frank could hardly believe he had only been here a week.

He followed Gerard into the bathroom and gazed around at the modern decor and large floor space. All the rooms in the manor were large and beautiful, some were done in a renaissance style, some Victorian, some modern. Franks room was modern, but he didn’t know about Gerard’s. He knew where Gerard’s room was but had never seen inside it.

“You coming dreamer?” Frank jumped and blushed when he saw Gerard was already standing in the walk in shower, a small smirk on his face. The water was pouring already but Gerard hadn’t stepped under its spray yet. “Come here.”

Frank obediently stepped closer to the older man, smiling a little when Gerard reached behind him and slowly unclasped his collar for him. Frank sighed and rolled his head back against his shoulders, rubbing his neck and groaning in relief. The collar fit him perfectly but it was still nicer to not be wearing it at all. Gerard smiled as he gently placed the collar outside of the shower where it wouldn’t get wet before he took Frank’s hands and drew him beneath the water with him.

“I have to tell you Frankie, I’m impressed with how well behaved you’ve been today.” He purred, knowing it was important to bring it up. He doubted that Frank would be willing to open up and talk to him, but he needed to at least try and get into his psyche.

Frank gazed up at Gerard in slight surprise at the statement, blushing when Gerard smirked back at him and poured some shower gel into his hands. Frank could tell he was waiting for a response but Frank didn’t know what to say. He didn’t really know what had made him so willing to just relax and submit, he had put it down to his fever and the nice day in the garden but he supposed he couldn’t entirely blame it on that. He didn’t want to think of what else it could be though.

“Oh... Well I... I... Thanks?” He finally offered, not knowing what else to say. He sighed and sank against Gerard’s chest when the older man started to rub the shower gel into his skin, his long fingers gracing down Frank’s arms first, lathering up the soap before moving to his chest.

“I can’t help but wonder what’s made you so compliant...” He purred, watching Frank carefully but the smaller man had closed his eyes, his lips slightly pouted as he relaxed under Gerard’s touch. Gerard couldn’t help but feel thrilled to see him so relaxed and he resisted the urge to lean forward and kiss him before he could answer.

Frank went a little tense at that, not knowing quite how to respond. What could he say? He didn’t know himself. Or maybe he did though and he just didn’t want to admit it. Didn’t want to admit then when he had first been won by Gerard in that bet he had been expecting him to be just like every other master he’d ever had. Didn’t want to admit that Gerard was the only master who had made him feel genuinely happy.

“What do you think Frankie?” Gerard asked silkily, his hands rubbing round to Frank’s back to continue washing him, resulting in pulling him even closer so that Frank had to wrap his arms around Gerard’s waist.

“I... I don’t know.” He whispered softly, looking fearfully up at Gerard in case that answer wasn’t good enough but the older man seemed serene as ever.

“Really?” He purred softly, smirking a little. “Not a clue?” He teased softly, Frank blushing deeply.

“I... Well. There... There was no reason for me to... not be...” He mumbled quietly, hating for Gerard to point out how submissive he’d been when he didn’t want to submit to him. He still had his pride and he wasn’t going to let it go easily.

“Mhmm...” Gerard hummed softly, sinking down to wash down Frank’s legs, wanting to just feel every part of him and Frank couldn’t stop his heart from racing at the sight of Gerard on his knees before him. He squeezed his eyes shut and kept silent whilst Gerard finished washing him, opening them again when he stood up.

“Frankie, will you tell me about your other masters?” He asked curiously, picking up the shampoo and pouring a small puddle into the palm of his hand. Frank gazed at him with confused eyes for a moment, closing them when Gerard nudged him to tip his head back so that he could wash his hair for him.

“What do you want to know?” He asked softly, biting his lip and resisting the urge to moan happily as Gerard massaged his scalp.

“Everything.” Gerard responded quickly, working his fingers through Frank’s hair. “Who was your first? How did he come to get you? Who came after? Stuff like that.” He smirked, Frank thinking about it for a long moment before he shrugged and started to talk.

“Oh well... My first master I got when I was fourteen. He... He saw me when I was walking back from school and I... I can’t really remember much of how he got me.” Frank frowned as he tried to recall that dark time, but it was all still a blur. “I think one of his men drugged me, I can’t really remember... All I know is I was suddenly in his house. He kept me in the basement the whole time, he would come down every day and beat me, and then he’d tie me up and have sex with me.” Frank grimaced and Gerard slowed his hands down, soothingly working them through Frank’s hair to keep him relaxed as the younger man dragged up memories he had always worked to forget.

“I lost my virginity to him, it always hurt so bad. I remember the first time I just thought I was gonna die. I wanted to die, I would just spend all day sitting in the corner, waiting for him to get home. If I ever didn’t call him master or if I ever talked back he’d get so mad.” Frank slowly opened his eyes and indicated a scar beneath his left lower rib. “That was him. He came in one day and said every mistake I made he’d make more cuts, and if he reached up here then he’d kill me.” Frank touched his top rib, Gerard grimacing as he moved him back to wash the shampoo out of his hair.

“How did you get away?” He asked curiously, Frank giggling softly.

“I didn’t escape if that’s what you mean.” He smiled, closing his eyes as he tipped his head back and let Gerard wash the shampoo from his hair. “He eventually couldn’t stand me anymore, I’d never give in to him.” A hint of pride came into Frank’s voice and he grinned slightly. “When I was about sixteen he took me to a slave auction – it was the first time he’d let me out the basement. I saw a glimpse of night sky and then I was on a stage getting bid on.”

Gerard sighed and finished washing Frank’s hair for him, reaching for conditioner to continue and taking his time so that Frank wouldn’t stop talking. He felt a little sad that Frank had had such a bad start to being a pet, and he knew the story wasn’t going to get any better, but it hardly tugged on his heart. Gerard was in a business where sympathy didn’t come in very high doses and even here, with a man he wanted to take care of, he couldn’t really feel much more other than deep curiosity to know what happened next.

“My next master bought me at the auction, I didn’t really know it at the time but it turned out he was the vice president.”

“Whoa, what!?” Gerard had to admit that had shocked him and he stared at Frank with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. Frank opened his eyes to meet his gaze and chuckled softly, stroking his fingers along Gerard’s lower back.

“What? You’d be surprised who goes to those kind of auctions.” He chuckled, Gerard shrugging at that.

“I guess. So... You were the vice presidents pet for... how long?” He asked curiously, slightly impressed. Well, if Frank was good enough for a vice president it was no wonder he was good enough for him.

“Only another two years.” Frank smiled, closing his eyes again as Gerard continued washing the conditioner through his hair. “He was even worse than my first master... He used to take me to blue parties.” Frank shuddered and visibly tensed and even Gerard felt bile rise in his throat.

“Blue parties?” He croaked, his stomach churning and he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment as he finished washing Frank’s hair and then moved instantly to cup his face. “How many times?” He asked softly, Frank meeting his gaze and blushing a little, shrugging.

“I don’t know... About one every two weeks or something. I lost count.” He shrugged, sighing as he shook as his head, not liking to remember it. “It was horrible...” He whispered, closing his eyes again and Gerard bit his lip as he gazed at him, not surprised by the tears that filled Frank’s eyes, spilling beneath his closed lids and he just had to drag him into his arms and hug him tight.

“Frankie...” He sighed, holding him tight and feeling shocked when Frank hugged him just as tight in return and started to sob in earnest against Gerard’s chest. Gerard raised his eyebrows in surprise but tightened his embrace, resting one hand on the back of Frank’s head and rocking him gently to try and comfort him. “Just... let it all out.” He offered timidly, not very good at comforting people since he’d never really done it before.

“I – I’ve never t – told anyone about it b – before.” Frank sobbed softly, clinging tight to Gerard. “I c – can’t I just... It makes me f – feel so sick.” He snarled, Gerard hushing him quickly and stroking his wet hair.

“Shh... Shh, God Frankie. You never have to think about that time again ya’ hear?” He whispered, cupping Frank’s face and forcing him to look at him. When he met Frank’s eyes the pain inside them nearly made Gerard’s heart break and he stepped ever closer to the younger man. “I would never make you do anything like that, I promise.”

Frank stared at Gerard for a long moment before suddenly tiptoeing up and crushing their lips together. Gerard was taken aback at first but he soon kissed Frank back with just as much passion as the younger man was giving him, their bodies pressing tight together as Frank tangled his hands into Gerard’s hair and kissed desperately against his lips.

From the ages of sixteen to eighteen Frank had spent his time hidden away in dark rooms then being sent to fancy hotel rooms for the blue parties. He hadn’t known what they were at first, and that first time when he’d sat in a six star hotel room overlooking whatever city they were in at the time he’d actually wondered if this new master of his was rewarding him for something. If things could actually be... bearable. But it turned out that a blue party was nothing that Frank could handle.

The vice president would bring friends of his to the hotel rooms, all elderly men who would take little blue pills to get erections. Frank had heard of Viagra at that point but never seen people take it before, and he never wanted to again. Once all the man had taken their pill and were hard enough the whole night would be spent with them sharing Frank around to do whatever they wanted with, no rules applied and whatever innocence Frank had left had been ripped from him during those terrible nights.

Even Bert, who beat him constantly to the point of death and kept him locked in a bird cage as a metaphor for his inability to ‘spread his wings’ had not been as bad as the vice president and his blue parties. That man had destroyed Frank so much he had vowed to never submit to a man again, to never be broken by any master. The only one he had considered being perfect for had been the vice president, he had treated him so nicely at first, but after that first party Frank had decided he’d rather die than call himself another man’s pet.

He knew that was why he was struggling so much with Gerard. When he had become Bert’s pet he had been treated awfully right from the first moment, but Gerard was treating him so fairly that it made Frank extra wary. He wanted nothing more than to just be treated right, to be loved and cared for and have a man he could love in return. What kind of a person wouldn’t want that? But how could Frank trust Gerard so soon? The vice president had seemed perfect and then everything had fallen apart, what if Gerard did the same?

Frank sighed as he slowly pulled back from Gerard’s lips, his tears finally stopped but leaving him feeling more exhausted than ever. Gerard gazed at him with slightly concerned eyes for a moment before he hugged him close and pecked his lips. He then turned to wash himself quickly whilst Frank sank against the shower wall, just gazing into space, clearly deep in thought. Once Gerard had finished washing he turned to Frank and gently pulled him back into his arms, hugging him close.

“I know you won’t believe me yet, but I won’t hurt you Frankie. Not like that man did. I stand by my earlier rules of punishment and reward, but you know that.” He sighed and pecked Frank’s lips, Frank pouting gently back into his mouth before breaking. “I won’t betray you though. You’ll always know where you stand with me, I promise.” He whispered, Frank gazing at him for a long moment before sighing.

“How can I know that?” He whimpered, wanting so badly to believe that things could really be so simple as him just behaving and having Gerard care for him in return. But things had never been like that, he couldn’t believe they ever would be. He was only twenty years old but already his life had given him nothing but nightmares. “How can I believe you?” He mewled, Gerard shaking his head sadly.

“Just... Trust me.” He sighed, kissing Frank again before the younger man could doubt him anymore.

>X<

After the two men had showered Gerard left Frank to take a nap before wandering downstairs to find Mikey. He still needed to have a meeting with the guys and find out what all their issues were with the Frankie situation, and with Frank out of the way it was the perfect opportunity.

Wandering through the house Gerard found Mikey in the kitchen, leaning against the counter and picking from a bowl of grapes, beside him Ray was chatting quietly about something but he fell silent as Gerard walked in. Both men looked guiltily at him for a moment before Mikey frowned and popped another grape into his mouth.

“You guys know where Bob is?” Gerard asked softly, Ray smirking and nodding at the kitchen window.

“He’s in the garden, I think he’s trying to pull your gardener.” He laughed, Gerard rolling his eyes fondly and crossing the kitchen to stand in the French doors and shout at Bob to get into the house. The blonde man considered himself something of a player, and he was pretty good at pulling women, but Gerard already knew that Jamia was a sweet, naive girl who went for the cute types, not the broad intimidating types.

“Bob, stop wasting your time and get in here! I’m calling a meeting.” He shouted, a minor string of swearing coming back but Gerard knew that meant the blonde man was coming and so he returned to the kitchen to get some grapes from Mikey. His younger brother gazed at him with suspicious eyes, Ray oblivious that anything was wrong as he brightly helped himself to some of the fruit too.

“We’re having a meeting.” Mikey frowned, Ray looking up at that as he chewed on a grape and Gerard nodded, scowling a little at Mikey.

“Yup. I think we all need to have a talk, I think you know what about.” He purred darkly, Mikey scoffing and putting the bowl of grapes down.

“Sounds good to me. I just hope you don’t start crying when you hear things you don’t like.” He snapped back cruelly, striding out of the kitchen and into the dining room as Gerard scowled. Ray looked between the two brothers with confused eyes, finally picking up that something was wrong and timidly walking into the dining room after Mikey when Gerard only continued to glare.

Gerard waited for Bob to enter the kitchen and then promptly dragged him into the dining room too, sitting down at the head of the table like he usually did and frowning as he gazed at the three faces staring back at him. Bob and Ray were looking confused, but Mikey looked ready for a challenge and Gerard braced himself as he laid his hands down on the table.

“Alright, I really can’t believe I have to even have this conversation with you guys so I’m just gonna get straight to the point. It’s been brought to my attention that you all have a problem with Frankie, so come on. Out with it.” He demanded, Ray looking a little terrified at that but Bob leaned forward eagerly. Never one to shy away from an argument or mince words, Bob was almost as eager as Mikey to get down to business.

“Awesome, I was hoping we’d get to talk about this.” He grinned, resting his hands flat on the table and half standing up he leaned forward so far. “You seem to really like that kid, I mean... Really, really. I think it’s great you wanna have a pet and everything, whatever you’re into ya’ know man? But seriously... You don’t seem to be treating him like...”

“Like a pet.” Ray chirped in, blushing when Gerard turned his death glare on him. “I mean... Erm... It’s just, when you won him we were expecting you to treat him a little more...”

“A little more like someone would treat a pet.” Gerard rolled his eyes as Mikey finally chipped in and he ever so slowly turned to face his brother.

“Really? And how would you imagine I should treat him then Mikey? Since you’re clearly the expert.” He snarled, Mikey scoffing and clenching his fists.

“Isn’t it obvious? You’re supposed to make him fear you, you’re supposed to be breaking him! Isn’t that what being a master is all about? He’s not your fucking boyfriend Gerard!” He snapped, Gerard snarling and slamming his own fists onto the table as he felt rage burst inside him. He and Mikey were close, but they were well known for their arguments.

“I know that Mikey! And I am breaking him – breaking in a pet doesn’t mean beating them to a pulp every day until they can’t stand to see you! It means breaking their pride, it means making them submit and wanting to serve only you. To make you happy! A real pet would want to serve their master, they would leave to please him and to get that you do not go around beating up your pet until they hate you. It’s all about trust, it’s about give and take. I won’t give anything to him that he can’t give back to me.”

“That doesn’t even make any sense Gerard!” Mikey shouted, springing to his feet and Ray whimpered as Gerard instantly did the same. “You think we’re stupid or something? We all saw the way you treated him when he was sick, you were like some anxious parent. You’re a fucking idiot Gerard if you think that I can’t see what’s happening to you.”

“Happening to me!? What the hell are you talking about Mikey?” Gerard snarled, utterly confused by that. Mikey went to take a step towards his brother but Bob stood up to move between them, used to having to pull them off each other when they got angry and Ray too soon got to his feet, ready to try and calm Mikey down if he needed to.

“You know damn well what I’m talking about.” Mikey hissed, reluctantly moving back as Bob stood between him and Gerard, Gerard having to tiptoe to see Mikey over the blonde mans shoulder. “You may not realise what that boys doing to you Gerard but I sure as hell can I promise you this, I will not be picking up the pieces when it all falls apart.”

With this final word Mikey stormed out of the dining room, too angry to say anymore in case he struck out at Gerard. He loved his brother but he couldn’t stand to see what was happening to him. Gerard thought he was breaking Frank but Mikey could see that the twenty year old ‘pet’ was starting to wrap Gerard around his little finger, and Mikey couldn’t stand it. He just wished he could make Gerard see that, but he knew that his brother could be blind sometimes and that it was up to him to deal with this problem.

He glanced up the stairs as he passed them, the sounds of Gerard shouting in the dining room making him sigh. Gerard was going to be in an awful mood for the rest of the day now, he knew, and he kind of hoped that he would take it out on Frank. Though he wouldn’t hold his breath, he had heard the two of them in the bedroom earlier and he knew that if things continued like this Frank would have Gerard in his icy grip by the end of the week.

Okay guys just a quick message,
first, thank you all again for your amazing rates and reviews I appreciate them so so much :) Also, this chapter wasn’t very dramatic I know but God, I am so excited for what I have lined up for the next one. I stepped into the light for a little bit but next chapter we’re falling back into the dark and I hope you guys are ready for the ride.
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