Summertime Oneshots

When The Lights Go Out.

FRERARD

Frank's P.O.V

I can't take my mind off him again. As he struts around the stage. He is the sexiest man alive. Sassy as fuck. But that's just him. If only he'd feel the same. Fuck. He's not even gay. Yes. Frank Anthony Iero is in love with thee Gerard Arthur fucking Way. No one knew. So I kept it quiet. I don't think anyone noticed the boners I hid behind my guitar and the extravagant moves. The boners Gerard gave me whenever he kissed me on stage. Yes. Kissed me. We decided to do that after we saw a homophobe in the audience. Gerard did it to prove a point and for show. I did it because it was the only way I could be with him without actually being with him. If you get what I mean.
"I see you lying next to me..." He sang out.
God, I wish.
"...With words I thought I'd never speak..."
'I love you, Frank.' If only.
I watch as he sang more. His fucking ass is.....wow. I'm so engrossed in him that I don't realize that the songs changed. Good job I know the set off by heart. The next song is Destroya.
Gerard heads my way. He slips a hand down my t-shirt and rubs my chest while he does the weird moans.
Fuck. There's the boner again. It's hard to carry on playing. But I somehow manage it. I can see his head bobbing up and down to the beat. His red hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. I'm imagining kissing his lips pressed against mine. When suddenly every light goes out. All the power goes down. Gerards hand withdraws. After a few minutes, Brian's voice rings out over a loud speaker.
"Sorry for the interruption." He says. "It seems that the power to the whole block has gone off. The power company assures us it will be back on within twenty minutes. My Chemical Romance will be finishing the concert then. Please be patient. And sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you."
Great. Now we're stuck in the dark.
I'm quietly seething when I feel someone crash their lips onto mine. I freeze at first. Then I feel like I recognize who it is. So I kiss back. He puts a hand on my shoulder and he palms me with the other as he deepens the kiss. I moan, quietly. This doesn't feel like our usual kisses. This one has more passion and urgency. I reach out to grab him, but he breaks the kiss and moves away.
A minute later and the lights are on. I search for Gerard. He's stood centre stage looking out at the crowd, mic raised, ready to speak. Maybe it wasn't him. Fuck. Who could it have been? Fucking damn it.
"Thank you for your patience." He says. "I hope you all behaved yourselves while the lights were out." The crowd roared. "You never know who's taking advantage of you in the dark." He laughed as someone shouted something at him. "Yeah. No, babe." He laughed, putting a hand on his hip and grinning. "You'd know if I was taking advantage. Just ask Frank." He winked at me, then turned back to the laughing crowd.
It was him. Fuck. Finally. I hide my smile as the next song starts.

After the show, we all head back stage. Gerard drops down onto a chair and stretches out with his head back and eyes closed.
"Tired, Gerard?" Ray asked.
"Nah." He said sarcastically, not moving. "I could run a fucking marathon."
Mikey laughed. "Doubt it." He mused. "Your too lazy."
Gerard just flipped him off as everyone laughed.
I tried not to stare at him. But it was impossible. He fucking kissed me and palmed my dick. Gerard fucking Way actually made a pass at me.
"If your tired, Gerard." Brian said. "Go back to the hotel. We'll see you back there later."
Gerard sighed as he stood up. "Cheers, man." He mumbled as he rubbed his temples. "I feel a bit Shit to be honest. I feel a headache coming on."
Mikey looked concerned. "Want me to stay with you?" He asked.
"Nah."Gerard said, hugging his little brother. "I'll be fine."
My chance to spend time with Gerard.
"I'll go with you, Gee." I offered. "I don't really wanna go out. Not tonight anyway."
He frowned at me. "You sure, man? You don't have to."
I sighed, shrugging. "I just don't feel like going out." I said. "Besides, it'll kill two birds with one stone. I get to stay in and Mikey doesn't have to worry about you. So it's a win-win situation."
Back at the hotel, we headed to Gerards room. A double. He wasn't sharing either.
As soon as we walked in, he headed towards the bedroom.
"I'm gonna have a lie down." He pointed out. "You can either stay in here or lay down with me."
I grinned as I followed him into the bedroom.
He kicked off his shoes and stripped to his boxers. Then he laid on top of the covers, on his back and closed his eyes.
I bit my bottom lip as I stared at him. He is perfect. Fuck. How am I gonna be able to keep my hands off him? Do I strip to my boxers too?
He sighed as he laced his fingers together on his stomach and crossed his legs at the ankles. "If your trying to decide if you should strip to your boxers too." He said, quietly. "It's up to you. Whatever you're comfy in. Just hurry up and decide."
I kicked off my shoes and strip to my boxers too. Then I mirror Gerard on the bed.
It's silent for about ten minutes. Then I decide to talk.
"Hey, Gee?"
"Hmm?" He hummed.
"Why did you do that on stage earlier?" I had to know.
"We always kiss on stage." He replied.
"No." I sighed as I opened my eyes and looked at him. "I meant when the lights went out."
"Why? What did I do, exactly?" He didn't even move.
"Kissed me."
"I always kiss you."
"That was different though." I whined.
"How was it different?"
"You know how." I sighed again.
"If I knew how, I wouldn't be asking."
I frowned and turned to face the ceiling again, closing my eyes.
Gerard moved and I heard a click. The room became dark.
The bed dipped as he tried to get comfy again. Then I felt a hand go down the front of my boxers, palming my dick. My eyes flew open.
"Do you mean I did this?" He asked as he moved closer and brushed his lips against mine.
"Fuuuccckkk." I groaned.
Gerard laughed. "You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you, Frankie?"
I couldn't speak as he licked my neck and started moving his hand.
"I've known you've wanted me for a long time." He draped a leg over mine.
"The guys know you do too." He nibbled my neck. "You couldn't hide your...err...problem from us. Even if you did from the fans." He flicked his thumb over my slit. "It's okay though, Frankie. Cause I want you too."
"Oh god, Gee." I moaned, arching my back.
"Top or bottom?" He asked against my lips.
"I just want to feel you inside me." I moaned.
He moved away to pull my boxers off. Then his own.
"I don't have any lube or protection." He said as he laid half on top of me. "So you'll have to suck."
I felt three of his fingers push against my lips. I opened up so I could slick them up for him. Once he was satisfied, he removed them and transferred them to my hole. He pushed a finger in, slowly, past the first ring of muscle. It stung slightly at first. But soon became pleasurable.
"Another." I moaned out.
He withdrew the first finger, then inserted two. He thrust them in and out, scissoring me.
"Fuck, Gee." I moaned louder. "Fuck me. Please, baby. I need you."
I didn't have to ask twice. He withdrew his fingers. He spit on his hand and used it to slick himself up. Then he climbed on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he lined himself up. He leaned down and kissed me as he pushed into me, slowly. I tangled my fingers in his hair.
"I love you, Gerard." I admitted as he bottomed out.
He froze and looked down at me. "Do you mean that?" He asked.
I smiled. "I've always loved you, Gee."
I could just make out his smile as he began to move. He sucked on my neck as he thrust into me. Starting off slow, then speeding up. The friction on my dick between us was enough to make me eventually come. Gerard followed a few thrusts later.

After our love making, I cuddled up to him in silence.
"Frankie?" He said after about twenty minutes. He sounded so tired.
"Yeah, baby?"
"I love you too, ya know."
I smiled. "Does this mean we're a couple now?" I asked.
"Do you want us to be?"
"Definitely." I replied straight away.
"Frankie?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Would you like to be my boyfriend?" He asked on the verge of sleep.
"Yes. Definitely." I said, excitedly.
"Good." He said, barely above a whisper. "Then that's what you are. Frankie, my boyfriend."
I grinned. I finally got Gerard Arthur fucking Way and I couldn't be happier.

Notes

These Oneshots will be published whenever I can. It could be weeks apart or just a few hours apart. It all depends on what ideas I have and when.
Dee.xxx