Disenchanted (Frerard) Wattys2015

Chapter 13

~ A/N Just as I did in the other chapters, I will give the translations in the authors note, they will probably be in the story too though. ~

"You going to tell me what all you Italian is now please?" Gerard pleaded as we walked into the elevator.

Smirking I leaned right up against him, "No, non sto dicendo." I whispered in his ear.

"That's just mean." He pouted trying not to laugh as he crossed his arm stropping like a little kid.

"No, questo è divertente." I laughed, this was hilarious.

"Can you speak fluent Italian?" He asked seeming almost surprised.

"Sì, posso e non si può."

"You seriously gotta stop now, please." He whined glancing at the screen thing telling us we had just reached floor seven.

"Perché, è divertente." I laughed finding it more and more amusing especially as I knew he couldn't understand and it was annoying him.

Scowling at me, he pushed me up against the wall, "Frankie that's doing things."

"Oh è vero? Vuoi un po parlare sporco?" I smirked before laughing when I realized what he meant as a pressure of a certain sort pressed into my thigh. "Oh baby." I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him hoping to imply I knew what that meant and I was happy to oblige. "I guess we'll have to do something about that."

Just to tease him I began to kiss down his neck whispering things to him - thank god the elevator was empty, "Y'know what I still have in my room." I purred.

"Mm, no."

"Those panties and stockings." I giggled running my hands over his thighs and crotch.

"Ohh, uh Frank." He groaned when my hand ran over his crotch again.

"Imagine ripping them off with your teeth," I whispered seductively seeing the effect it was having on him, and loving it. "You can tell me where you want to come."

"Uh, Frank please st-" He was cut off when the elevator reached floor thirteen and I dragged him into the hallway and towards my apartment. Once inside, I pushed him up against the door kissing him roughly as we wrestled our jackets off, soon followed by my suit jacket and tie.

"You can whip my with it later." I ran my tongue across my lips trying not to laugh as he dropped the tie onto the table by the door.

"You're joking right?" He laughed, well that ruined that.

"Yeah, I think so, I'm not that kinky." I laughed undoing a few more of my shirt buttons as I walked properly into the apartment. "Well actually...eh whatever no you're not spanking me with my tie." I laughed kicking off my shoes. His shoes soon appeared beside mine, before I felt his breathing on the back of my neck.

"I still wanna fuck you hard though baby." He purred sending a shiver down my spine.

"Oh I'm yours." I replied leaning back into him and wrapping my arms around his neck, it was slightly uncomfortable but that thought vanished when he wrapped his arms around my waist leaning down and kissing me.

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"I've had more action in the last week than I have in the last year." Gerard mused pulling the bed sheets up over my lower back as I was lying on top of him.

"I would agree, but it's sort of expected on Valentines day, Birthday's and Christmas." I shrugged, "That's the best sex I've had in five years though, so that's something." I added laughing when he did.