"It was a lie when they smiledAnd said, you won't feel a thing"

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Frank's pov

I didn't sleep much at all last night, I was to... distracted. Gerard was already up and feeding Bandit by the time I rolled out of bed to check on the twins.

 I was limping a little from last night, "Hello Lily" I say picking up the cooing baby as Cherry slept, "Let's go downstairs and see daddy okay?" I say bringing her down so she wouldn't awaken her sister.

 "Mornnin daddo" Bandit says grinning from her highchair. "morning my starfish" I say smiling at her as she giggles at the name.

 I put Lily in her swing and turn it on so it sways her back and forth. "morning babe" I say limping over to him and kissing him on the back if the neck softly as he makes eggs for Bandit.

 "Morning, I see you are limping." he grins. "yeah I am because of you" I grins biting his neck a little bit and he groans softly. 

"I don't want to go back to school." I groan wrapping my arms around his torso, "you've got to get your diploma" Gerard insists. "I know" I sigh. 

"My mom will take good care of the girls I promise" Gerard says putting the eggs on a plate for Bandit, "tank you" she grins as she eats up the eggs. "you're welcome baby girl" he grins.

"I know she will, I just don't want to leave them yet" I whine as Gerard turns the stove off, "but you need to leave them love" he says turning around and pecking my lips. 

Gerard bites his lip then kisses my nose, "you are so sexy when you bite your lip" I say tangling my fingers in his hair as he blushes.

"baby don't get me hard now" he whispers as I wink, "but why not" I ask and he rolls his eyes, "I have work and you have school" he says and I sigh.

"well during lunch I could come by your classroom and we can-" he cuts me off, "Fuck, we can maybe fuck then" he says. I grin in victory, "no no I don't want to fuck, I want to make love it is very different" I say smiling sweetly at him.

Gerard grins looking down lovingly at me, "making love doesn't remind me of fucking someone on my desk roughly, Making love is somewhere romantic and slow and steady and lovingly." Gerard says and I smile, "fine, we will fuck today but someday it won't be fucking it'll be making love" I grin.

He kisses me deeply, "I'll take you on a romantic get away I promise" Gerard says smiling, "nuh uh I'll bring YOU on a romantic getaway, your birthday is coming up, that's what we'll do" I say smiling at him.

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lunch, *smut*

"Mr. Way I need help with something" I say walking into his office grinning and locking the door. Then his eyes meet mine and he looks out what I am wearing.

"ahh shit baby you look so good" he groans walking over to me in three big steps. I was wearing a baggy hoodie (gerard's hoodie I stole from his closet) and lace panties, that's it. 

Gerard places his hands on my hips and guides me to the wall, "I am gonna fuck you on my desk" he moans sucking harshly on my neck making me moan loudly. 

"shhh shhh baby stay quiet." he says smirking as he carries me to his desk, "bend over" he says and I nod and do as I'm told. 

"oh shit that looks so good on you" he says looking at my panties and placing his hands on my ass. "fuck me" I moan out quietly and then I feel his hands leave my ass and I hear the zipper of his jeans go down. 

"alright I will" he growls in my ear as he pulls my panties off. "I hope you're stretched out" he growls grabbing lube from his desk and putting it all over himself. 

"I- I am babe" I moan and then I feel him slam into me quickly. "ahhh god yes" I moans softly as he goes harder and harder, "ahh right there" I cry when he hits my prostate.

 "ahhh shit, sir" I moan as he slams in harder and harder, he grabs my hair and tugs on it, "ahhh I'm close" I moans as he bites on my neck.

 "me too" he groans and then, I was full. "mmm" I say as I cum as well. He pulls out and I frown at the loss,"so good" I moan turning around and kissing him deeply. I knew for a fact I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. 

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