Mint and Honey (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 7: That Mouth is Good for One Thing but Talking Isn't it

Later that day, after Frank and Gerard had taken a nap together, their limbs tangled and Frank's smaller body was curled under Gerard's tall frame, they had been woken up by the dog barking next door as the owners came home from work. Gerard groaned, his dick hardening as it pressed itself against Frank's back. It had been about three hours since Gerard had had his last orgasm and his body was beginning to heat up again.

"Gee?"

"Cranky?" Gerard asked softly as he buried his face in Frank's hair and took a sniff, the smell calming his internally raging fire just a smidge.

"You mean what you said earlier? About us?"

"Definitely." Gerard breathed out as he wrapped his arms around Frank, "God, you smell fucking good, Frankie."

"If you mean it, and not just because you want sex, then I say 'yes'," Frank replied simply and Gerard let out a small joyful howl, pushing Frank over before he rolled onto the omega and began kissing his shoulder. Frank sighed contentedly at the affection, closing his eyes as Gerard slowly and deliberately pushed his dick against Frank's ass. He placed kisses along his spine, moan that left Frank was lower in pitch and volume, his own hips pushing down into the mattress for friction.

"Frankie..." Gerard all but purred, "Frank, I need you."

"I'll fix it."

Gerard sat up and put his long fingers on his omega's ass, kneading the flesh before he leaned down and ran his tongue over the exposed flesh. The omega jumped in fright before he edged closer, letting Gerard's mouth wander to where he wanted to be.

"O-Oh shit-" The pretty omega gasped as Gerard licked and lapped at his asshole slowly, moaning to himself at the taste of honey and sex on his tongue. He wrapped his hand around his dick and stroked himself lazily. The omega was almost sobbing, the moans that were leaving him were disgustingly primal and desperate, his thighs trembling at the intensity.

"Gee..." His omega gasped out, "Gerard." He pulled away and sat up before he climbed off of the bed, "Lay down, you jerk."

Gerard grinned sheepishly as he slid down onto the bed and rolled onto his back. He looked the Alpha up and down, his eyes resting for a longer second on Gerard's erection that was leaking on his stomach. The flushed omega nodded to himself before he leaned over and took a large puff of his inhaler, watching as Gerard let out a small laugh and looked at his pink cheeks.

"Do I take your breath away?" Gerard chided with a shit-eating grin and his omega scowled before he climbed onto Gerard's lap and leaned in, watching Gerard's eyes lust over.

"Yeah, of course. I'm always breathless around you. Suffocating me with your bullshit." He sat up and when Gerard reached out to touch him, he slapped Gerard's hands away sharply, grinding his hips down on Gerard's lap and the Alpha lifted his hips up, his breath ragged as the shots of pleasure spurred him on to want so much more. The omega smiled down at him, "You like, alpha?"

"What the fuck kinda question is that?" Gerard blurted out and the smaller wolf rolled his eyes as he sat up on Gerard and folded his arms.

"A question I'd like an answer to before you coat me in semen again if you don't mind." The omega shot back and Gerard pursed his lips, "Now, I asked if you like what you see, Way."

"Fuck yeah, I do." Gerard carefully put his hands on his omega's thighs, "I really like, omega."

"I'm glad you like how I look." The omega went pink and leaned in close, "But Gee, the thing is... Do you like how I taste?"

Gerard balked hard, his mouth dropping open at the blatant question. His mind instantly went blank and all he could do was nod. The flushed omega nodded in silence and lifted his leg. Gerard was about to protest the omega that was getting up but was cut off when all he did was turn around with his back to Gerard. He stared up at the smooth expanse of his omega's back and shoulders and was about to comment when he moved closer and bent over. Gerard let out a moan that was louder than he expected it to be, a warm tongue running up his length.