Wait, Stay.

Four.

I walked into the coffee shop to see Frank coming out from behind the counter. He didn't notice me standing there yet and I stayed quiet. When he finally turned around he made a small squeaking noise and jumped a little. I couldn't help but laugh, he was so cute.

"Dude! You fucking scared me!" He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. I smiled and said "Sorry..." He shook his head and gestured for me to follow him as he walked out of the coffee shop, waving to a coworker of his. I followed close behind him as he led me over to his car. We both got into the car and I stayed quiet the whole way back to Frank's house. When we finally arrived, we got out of the car and he led me inside.

I looked around in awe at all the instruments and music equipment that he had and he chuckled softly, "Cool, right?" I nodded a little and he grabbed my hand, pulling me over to the couch and sitting on the couch. I sat next to him and stared at him before saying, "Okay, so are you going to explain yourself?

He sighed a little and nodded. "Look, I'm sorry for not talking to you after that night...But don't think that I didn't regret it... I didn't want to even leave that night, but I felt like you just used me..." My jaw dropped when he said that. I waited for him to continue. "I felt like you didn't really want anything to do with me, like you only gave me your number because you felt guilty or something..."

I laughed humorlessly. "Seriously?! That's why you never called? It was our first fucking show; I don't have the rock-star attitude just yet." I looked at him pointedly, daring him to come up with a better explanation.

"Are you really gonna make me say it out loud?" He squeezed his eyes shut and muttered, "Don't act like you're not completely out of my league."

"What the actual fuck, Frank?! That is the single stupidest thing I have ever heard in my entire life. God, sometimes you're such an asshole," I snapped.

"What the fuck do you mean its stupid?! You're in a fucking punk ba-" I cut him off by gripping his shirt and pulling him into me, connecting our lips in a heated kiss. He gasped a little in surprise but quickly tangled his fingers in my hair, kissing back intensely. I moved over, straddling his lap and kissing him passionately, nipping at his lip ring. I smirk as I hear him moan softly, his hands running down my sides and resting on my ass.

Suddenly he grips my ass and breaks the kiss, standing up and picking me up as he does so. I immediately start to kiss and bite at his neck, hearing his moans and groans. Frank carries me upstairs and to what I'm assuming is his bedroom. He falls back onto a bed, keeping me on top of him. I stare down at him lovingly and lustfully before crashing my lips against his. I smile a little as he kisses me more passionately than before. Frank slowly starts to grind his hips up against mine and I can't help but let out a moan, grinding back.

After a few minutes, we're both moaning, panting messes. He runs his hands down my side and slips them under my shirt, lifting my shirt up and over my head. I quickly do the same to him and I start to take off my jeans. Frank watches in awe as I stand and strip off my remaining clothing.

Once I'm fully naked, I crawl back onto him, kissing him neck and unzipping his jeans. I tug his jeans and boxers off as I move myself down between his legs. I stare up at him innocently as I take his length into my hand, starting to stroke him slowly. His mouth falls open and his head tip back a little as I take his tip into my mouth. I swirl my tongue slowly and Frank moans desperately, tangling his fingers into my hair and pulling on it. I moan as I start to bob my head slowly. Frank's moans get increasingly loud as I continue.

After a few minutes, he tugs on my hair to pull my head up. I stare up at him confused. "What.. Did I do something wrong?" I question.

Frank quickly shakes his head, his breathing clearly uneven. "R-Ride me, Gerard.." He says completely seriously. I bite my lip and nod a little, moving back up the straddle his hips. He reaches over to a side table and pulls out a bottle of lube from the drawer. I smirk faintly, taking the bottle from him and putting some in my hand. He watches closely as I reach down and start to stroke him again, covering his length with the lube. After a few moments, I adjust my position to line up with his length and I push down on him slowly.

Frank immediately grabs my hips, holding them tightly as I get all the way down, letting out a whiny moan. He stares up at me and I blush faintly, resting my hands on his chest as I start to roll my hips slowly. I flutter my eyes closed and tip my head back slightly, letting out breathy moans. My pace gradually gets quicker and quicker and Frank thrusts his hips up. I gasp and cry out, " Fuck! Frank!!" as he hits my prostate. He smirks and digs his nails into my hips, doing it over and over again as I start to pant and let out desperate moans.

I accidentally dig my nails into his chest, leaving scratches as I squirm and moan, "Frank, I-I'm close" I whine. He nods quickly, mumbling out "m-me too..."

I feel sweat dripping down my forehead as I arch my back, moaning embarrassingly loud as I cum across Frank's stomach without even being touched. He accidentally scratches my hips hard as he moans loud, cumming right after me. We both ride out our orgasms for a few more moments then I roll off of him, breathing heavily.

We lay next to each other, both trying to calm our breathing and no one saying anything. After a minute or so, Frank finally speaks. "That was amazing.." He says breathlessly. I feel my face heat up as I blush and nod in agreement. Frank rolls onto his side and drapes an arm over my waist, kissing my shoulder softly.