Fan Fiction - Oneshot Smuts

Frank Iero - School

———Y/N POV———

Frank and I have been together for a couple months now, but due to our insane schedules, we don't spend too much time together outside of class. We luckily have 3rd period and lunch together, so we get to at least spend a little while together each day.

As I enter the classroom, I see Mr. Greg writing some stuff on the board. I hate chemistry. I sit down quickly, taking out my computer and notebook along with a pencil.

The bell rings and I grow confused because Frank wasn't here. Not 5 seconds later, Frank scurried in and sat down.

"Late again, Mr. Iero," stated Mr. Greg.

"I'm sorry sir, I couldn't find my notes," Frank replied, seeming stressed.

"Don't let it happen again," Mr. Greg responded before turning back to the board.

Frank sighed, turning to me.

"What?" he asked, seeing my unamused expression.

"Where we're you really?" I ask.

"What do you mean? I said I couldn't find my notes," he said.

"I don't believe you," I reply, turning toward the front of the class and crossing my arms.

"Fine, you want to know where I was? Really?" He said.

I nod before he says, "I was in the bathroom, I couldn't get you out of my head this morning and I j-" I cut him off with a gasp, widening my eyes.

"Are you glad you asked," he said sarcastically.

"Actually," I began before placing my hand on his thigh, "I am."

Frank's eyes widened and he sat back in his chair, trying to act normal.

I moved up his thigh slowly and palmed over his dick. He bit his bottom lip before his attention was grabbed, " Mr. Iero."

Frank darted his head up, his eyes landing on Mr. Greg. "Yes, I'm sorry I," he started but was cut off by Mr. Greg saying, "Frank, I'm taking attendance." Frank sank a little in his seat and lightly held my wrist as I was still palming him.

Frank was now hard under my hand and I slowly began to unzip his pants before his grip on my wrist tightened, stopping me.

He moved my wrist away and shoved his hand under my skirt, rubbing up and down my still covered slit.

I attempted to force my legs together but he harshly grabbed my thigh and pulled it toward him. I knew that I would have bruises from this later.

He reached under my skirt again, moving my panties to the side slightly and pressing two fingers into me.

I shifted and bit my lip, trying not to draw any attention.

I glanced over and saw Frank smirking.

I reached over to him again, palming him once more. His expression changed and he tended up.

I unzipped his pants slowly as he continued rubbing circles into me.

I reached under his boxers once I got his fly open and grabbed the base of his member.

I slowly began moving my hand and he pressed his fingers into me harder.

We both went slow, trying to keep the noise to a minimum.

He changed his technique slightly and I tightened around his fingers.

His eyes widened at this, he smirked slightly.

Frank started breathing heavily and he slowed his moments down. I also began tensing at his change in movement.

We both let go at the same time doing our best to be quiet.

He left his fingers in their place as I zipped his pants.

He slowly removed his fingers and carefully slid my panties back into place before gently replacing my skirt to its original placement.

I had never been so thankful to sit at the back of the classroom.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you more, darling," he replied.