So Long, Not Goodnight

Chapter Five

Gerard's expression turns from enraged to embarrassed to excited as Frank drags Gerard's hips under his own. Right as Gerard blinks, he feels Frank's mouth back onto his own; the slight chill of his lipring rubbing against the corner of his virgin mouth. Frank's hands explore up and down Gerard before pausing at his belt buckle. Frank feels the shape of a bat's wings as he tries to find the clasp. He can feel Gerard breathing heavy onto his neck as he fumbles to remove his belt. Right before Frank's fingers unclasped it, Gerard pivots and knocks Frank onto the the mattress as Gerard pins him down with his legs.

Gerard reciprocates Frank's kisses and begins to unbutton his jeans. Frank pants as he looks down at Gerard unzipping his fly and beginning to slide down his jeans. Even though the tomb is as cold as death, a fog of steam seems to rise from their bodies and dewdrops start to drip down the stone walls. Frank feels the thin cotton of his boxer briefs begin to pull down with his jeans and he sits up and takes Gerard's face into his hands once again. They each rake their teeth against each other's lips, let their tongues dissolve into one muscle, drip saliva down each other's chins. Gerard moves to pull up Frank's shirt as Frank begins to unzip Gerard's jacket and pull off his Smashing Pumpkins tee shirt. Their torsos, naked and smooth, brush against each other with the grace and delicacy of a car crash. They break their kiss and Gerard moves his mouth down Frank's chest towards his hips. Frank closes his eyes and bends in to meet Gerard's lips on his body. Gerard starts to pull down Frank's underwear, feeling his erection and the throb of his blood pumping. Frank opens one eye nervous to bare himself to Gerard, but also wanting to see his reaction. Gerard licks his lips as he pulls down Frank's briefs freeing him. Gerard looks back up at Frank biting his lip and running his lipring between his teeth. Both Gerard and Frank are panting as Gerard takes Frank's hand in his and brings it down to his erection. Frank brings Gerard's fingers to his shaft and puts his hand atop Gerard's and their hands both move up and down first gently, then with more aggression. Frank removes his hand as Gerard continues and palms over the crotch of Gerard's jeans. "Hey," Frank rasps. "How come you're still wearing pants?"

Frank pulls his belt out of their loops and pulls down Gerard's jeans and slides them entirely off of his legs. As Gerard continues his rhythm on Frank, Frank takes Gerard's belt in one hand and both of Gerard's wrists in his other, and loops the leather of the belt around his captured wrists. Frank tightens the belt pressing Gerard's hands together in a prayer bind; both of Gerard's palms pressed together as if he were kneeling during Sunday mass instead of the lap of a new lover. Frank becomes even more aroused as Gerard wriggles his wrists testing the bindings. "Oh, please," Frank palms both his hands together in makeshift prayer. "Oh, please, Saint Gerard, bless me for I have sinned."

Gerard smirks down at Frank and leans his face close to Frank's. The background light of the torch casts a glow above Gerard's head forming a halo in the fog. Frank's breath hitches inside of his chest as he repeats, "Saint Gerard, please, bless me for I have sinned."

Gerard smiles down at Frank. "Oh, but you haven't... Yet."

Gerard trails kisses down Frank's face, torso, hips, down to his crotch. He pulls Frank's erection into his mouth and gently twists his Prince Albert piercing with his tongue as he sucks and pulls him further into his mouth. "Jesus, Gee," Frank hisses as his hips undulate with each touch Gerard bestows onto him.

Gerard pulls Frank deeper and deeper into his mouth until his head is just scraping against his uvula. Frank's breathing pitches as the dewdrops on the walls begin to drip and puddle. Gerard began to palm Frank's penis between his closed hands while continuing to lick and suck on his head, still toying with his piercing. Frank's fingers lace into Gerard's hair keeping time with his motions. "Fuck! Fuck! Gee! I'm... I'm..."