Baby Girl

Scraped Up Knee

*TW: Smut/ Violence*

Frank sat on the edge of the bed as he watched Gerard slowly approach, clad in the crimson lingerie that hugged his every curve.

"Come here, darling," Frank purred, patting his lap invitingly and Gerard's heart raced as he obediently made his way over to Frank, his breath catching in his throat as he realized what was about to happen.

Gerard draped himself over Frank's lap, his pulse quickening as he felt the firm pressure of Frank's hand against his back. "Now, baby girl," Frank began, "you know why you're here."

Gerard nodded, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he felt the cool air against his exposed skin. Without another word, Frank raised the paddle high above his head.

And as the first strike landed with a sharp crack against Gerard's flesh, a rush of adrenaline surged through him, mingling with the sting of pain. With each subsequent blow, Gerard's body thrummed with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.

"Good boy, Gerard," Frank murmured as he held Gerard close and Frank's hand trailed soothingly over the tender skin of Gerard's back. "You're doing so well, my love," Frank whispered. "You know I only do this because I care for you, don't you?"

Gerard nodded fervently, his breath hitching with each successive strike of the paddle. Despite the pain, there was a raw intensity to the experience that left him craving more, a hunger that only Frank could satisfy.

With each word of reassurance that fell from Frank's lips, Gerard felt himself melting into his touch, his body aching for the sweet release.

Frank continued the steady rhythm of his strikes, each one sending jolts of pleasure and pain coursing through Gerard's body. As the fifth strike landed, a surge of intense sensation shot through Gerard and with a sharp gasp, Gerard felt himself release uncontrollably, his body reacting instinctively to the powerful stimulation.

He tensed against Frank's lap, his breath coming in ragged pants as waves of pleasure washed over him.

Frank's hand paused mid-strike, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he felt Gerard's body react beneath him. "Looks like you couldn't hold back, huh?" Frank's voice was low and husky. "You're so responsive, baby girl. It's almost too easy to make you lose control."

Gerard's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but a shiver of arousal still tingled through him at Frank's words. Frank lifted Gerard to his feet as he squeezed Gerard's cock, coaxing out every last drop of release.

Gerard's body trembled, his breath catching in his throat and as Frank's skilled touch worked its magic, Gerard's essence spilled forth, pooling on the floor beneath them.

Frank's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he watched Gerard. "That's it, honey," Frank murmured. "Let go for me. Give me everything you've got." With one final squeeze, Frank milked Gerard dry, drawing out the last remnants of his release until Gerard slumped against him, spent and utterly satisfied.