your place or mine?

not just a pretty face

Frank ended his shift with a coffee he had made himself. He was sat in one of the corners closest to the counter so he could quickly clean up his mug once he was finished and then say goodbye to his coworkers. He always ended his shifts with a good brewed blend, one of the best parts about his job as well as the smell of coffee for eight hours of the day. His shift had been complete to its fullest after suffering crying babies, work douches who take up a whole table for hours at a time with their fancy laptops and only have one drink the whole time they're here and of course it wouldn't be a completed shift without an asshole or two kicking off over some minor inconvenience.

As he took his last sip from his coffee he saw a flash of red walk past the window, the whole shift whenever he saw someone with red hair he automatically jumped to the conclusion that it was Gerard. For all he knew he could've even served him today and not known and that reminded Frank of the last thing he said to Gerard. He pulled out his phone to see a few messages on the app. He put his mug in the saucer before opening up the messages to see he had been sent a photo of Gerard. He looked at it for a while taking in all his features from the bright strands of hair falling in front of his face, his dark eyebrows and beautiful honey tinted eyes, they were like his own but much prettier. You could get lost in those eyes..he already was. He took more time to take in the pixie-like nose and his thin lips and although he had seen the hair before in this photo it was longer and the colour really stood out against the man's pale skin. He wasn't Franks type at all or so he thought. He couldn't take his eyes off the photo in front of him only now remembering that he had settled into some kind of agreement with the red head and needed to send a photo of himself.

It took frank the whole journey home to decide which photo he should send back. Like most people he has an album stored on his phone full of photos that he will send to people or upload to accounts and although he has sent them out multiple times he's more nervous this time around. Maybe it's because the guy on the receiving end is so goddamn pretty. Frank has been rejected or ignored many times after sending his photo, maybe it's his baby face? Maybe it's the tattoos that accompany said baby face, he was unsure the reason behind it as no one really gives you feedback on these sorts of things.

He was sat on his sofa with a bottle of bud and a photo selected and ready to send he just needed the courage to go for it. And courage came from a swig from the bottle, quite a big one. He winced at the bubbles in the back of his throat as the harsh taste settled and the photo sent and he was left waiting. Not long though, it only took about two minutes for Gerard to come online and view the photo Frank had sent and begin typing. Frank didn't realise he had been holding his breath until he felt slight pressure in his head, he breathed out just as a new message appeared.

Gee❤️‍🔥
Wow
You are something aren't you sugar
I'm at a loss for words I don't know what to say
You're cute

Frank sighed. Cute? Really? He hated being called cute, he's always called cute wether it's from some dudes hooking up with him to his mother not to mention growing up he always had to deal with it from old ladies. He isn't cute, he's in his mid twenties for fuck sake.

F
I'm not cute

Gee❤️‍🔥
Sure about that?
Bet you hear it all the time with a face like that!

F
You're not wrong
I do hear it and I don't like it

Gee❤️‍🔥
Okay then sugar
If you don't like cute I'll call you adorable

F
That's worse!

Gee❤️‍🔥
What would you suggest then?

F
Anything that doesn't remind me that I have a baby face

Gee❤️‍🔥
Okay sugar there's plenty of names I could call you

Frank felt that feeling deep in his belly again and this time it reached a little lower. He let out a sigh putting his bottle down beside him as he scrolled back up to the photo of Gerard. Pretty but hot at the same time, this guy must be a model or something there was no way he was some guy that kept himself to himself that much was obvious.

Gee❤️‍🔥
Did I scare you off?

F
Not at all just admiring your photo again

Gee❤️‍🔥
Like what you see sugar?
Because I like what I see
I could find some good uses for those sweet lips of yours

And there was that feeling again and he had no idea why he was getting so turned on by a message that he was reading himself in his own voice this stuff never happened to Frank, he was always about actually meeting a person before experiencing any form of attraction. But this time it was different there was just something about Gerard that made him want to explode. 'Why not?' He mentally asked himself and with that, he was playing along. He needed some form of release that wasn't crying himself to sleep over someone who clearly doesn't want him anymore.

F
Yeah?
What would they be

Gee❤️‍🔥
I want to see them pink and swollen as I abuse the back of your throat with my cock

'Fuck!' Frank thought. He wanted that too but knew that right now he couldn't so he settled for his hand in his pants stroking himself as Gerards messages came through one by one.

Gee❤️‍🔥
I'll be riding your mouth and you'll take it
Your hands tied behind you
You'll be so hard for me and you won't be able to touch yourself
Not like you're doing now

Frank knew it was obvious he was touching himself, the chat was open and he wasn't replying to what Gerard was saying, it was as clear as the mental image in Franks head about what Gerard was describing.

Gee❤️‍🔥
You'll just sit there and take it for me
Won't you
Because that pretty little mouth deserves to be fucked
I'll empty myself down your throat and then I'll lick the mess from those used lips of yours
And then I'll make you cum for me
You gonna cum for me sugar?

"Yes!" Frank growled lowly as he came into his hand and on his belly, his chest rising and falling as he slouched on the sofa breathing heavily.

By the time he had come-to from his post orgasm daze his phone had locked itself and he couldn't help but imagine if he was the only one that was touching himself during this conversation. Was Gerard really picturing doing those things with him for his own sake too or was he just trying to help frank along with his heartbreak? Did Frank want to do this again? Did he want to actually hook up with Gerard?