Frerard Smut

8/Morning/

~I Don't Love You Frank
~Danger Days Gerard

Frank sat up on his bed and stretched, groaning and getting up. He made his way to the mirror and looked for a second before hearing a chime. He walked over to his phone and picked it up, he had a message from Gerard.

Gee: wake up !!

i was already awake 🖕

Gee: yeah yeah, come over

i just woke up

Gee: and?

i'm taking a shower bye

He sat his phone back down and left the room, ignoring the constant chimes of Gerard.

He yawned and walked out of his room and down the hall into the kitchen. The house was oddly quiet. He looked to the left saw a note on the counter.

Buying groceries
will be back at 3
-mom xo

Frank tried to remember what time he saw on his phone. 1? 12? or was it 2? He gave up on trying to remember and looked in the fridge. fuck. There were no red bulls left.

He sighed and closed the fridge, walking back down the hall and to the bathroom. He got a towel out and turned the water on, looking in the mirror. He rubbed his eyes and got undressed, kicking his clothes to a corner.

He stepped in the shower, the water pleasant on his chest and neck. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it before deciding to turn around and soak his hair and back.

He leaned his head back and stood still for a few minutes in peace, just thinking. I'll go to Gerard's later. We can eat lunch at his place. Maybe we can order something. I have a good amount of money left. We can-

He was immediately taken away from his thoughts and into a state of fear as he felt arms snake around his waist and someone kiss his neck. He jumped and turned around quickly.

"FUCK-  oh my god."

Gerard shrugged. Frank put his hands on his face and calmed himself down.

"You scared the shit out of me oh my god."

Gerard smiled and laughed.

"Sorry."

Frank rolled his eyes.

"Yeah yeah. How did you get in here? I didn't hear you."

"I'm quiet. And you didn't even lock the door idiot."

Gerard pulled Frank back into him, kissing his lips sweetly. Frank kissed back while roaming his hands to Gerard's waist.

"You just couldn't wait could you?"

Gerard let go of him and asked sarcastically,

"What you want me to go?"

"Shut up."

Frank pulled him back in, ignoring the smirk on Gerard's lips as he kissed him.  Gerard roamed his hands lower onto Frank's waist, getting to the outside of his thighs and holding him lightly.

Frank leaned up more into the kiss and jumped slightly as he suddenly felt Gerard gripping his cock and starting to pump it in his hand. He moaned, muffled slightly, as the other sped up his hand.

To Frank's dismay, Gerard took his hand away soon. Frank looked down to see that Gerard had also been pumping himself. He looked back up to see Gerard run a hand through his now wet hair. That's hot.