Fluff & smut oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey, MCR comfort)

#11 Frerard (fluff/smut)

Frank's pov

I closed my eyes and looked down, biting my lip as I could feel Gerard squeeze my thigh. I could feel myself getting harder and harder the more he moved his hand up. I could see him smirking at me in the corner of my eye before looking back up. I couldn't even focus on whatever our teacher was saying as I covered my mouth, muffling a slight moan that escaped my mouth. Gerard kept running his fingers over my bulge, rubbing it. "Meet me in the bathroom," he whispered before asking to go to the toilet. I waited for a few minutes before asking to go, saying it was urgent. I made my way to the bathroom and saw Gerard standing in a small corner. "I was starting to think you wouldn't show," he mumbled as he took my hand and pulled me into a stall, locking the door. He didn't waste any time pinning me to the door and kissing me, unbuckling his belt with his other hand. "May I?" He asked as he looked down at my crotch and back up at me. I nodded as he got down and undid my pants. "You're so hard baby," he teased, looking up at me. He got back up and cupped my face, connecting our lips before slowing kissing me down, purposely missing where I needed him most. I shivered, feeling his hands slip under my shirt and exploring every part of my body. He kept teasing me, kissing all around my sensitive spots. At first, I didn't wanna say anything cause I knew it'd just make him tease me more, but I was getting impatient. I grabbed a handful of his hair and pushed him down, directly facing my dick. "Needy now aren't you? Remember who's in control baby," he warned as he gently lifted me up and pushed me onto the toilet lid . "Turn around," he demanded. I was hesitant, but obeyed. I was scared of what he was going to do, regretting my choice already. My back was facing him and I was on my knees, crossing my arms on the toilet lid.

Gerard's pov

I pulled Frank's hair, forcing him to look up as I shoved three fingers in his mouth . He gagged a little, but didn't say anything. I took them out once he got them nice and wet, reminding him to say the safe word, butter, if he wanted me to stop. He nodded as I leaned down to kiss his neck. "You ready?" "Mhm" I shoved two fingers into him, causing him to let out a loud whimper, a mix of pain and pleasure. His face scrunched up as he adjusted. "I-It hurts" "Don't worry, just tell me whenever." I waited for his approval before shoving a third finger in. He let out a moan, jerking his hips slightly. "B-Butter," he blurted as I quickly pulled out. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice shaky as he started to cry. He turned around and sat on the toilet lid, covering his face with his palms. "It's okay baby, it's okay. I'm sorry," I assured as I hugged him, wiping his tears. He sniffled as I quickly pulled my pants back up. He stood up, doing the same. "I'm sorry," he kept repeating as I cooed him. "I should be the one apologising, I'm sorry. I'll wait for as long as you need until you're ready, okay?" I said in a soft voice, kissing his cheek and patting his head continuously. I didn't want to push him to do what he didn't want to do yet, and was willing to wait.

He hugged me tightly as I kissed his head, telling him it was okay. When he stopped crying, we put our belts back on and he went to go wash his face while I washed my hands. I asked him to go back to class first, giving him a small peck on the cheek before he left. I waited for a couple of minutes before going back. Frank was zoned out, staring at his paper. He seemed disappointed in himself, like he let me down or something. I tapped on his shoulder lightly which startled him, but he just glanced at me before looking back at his paper. He snatched my jacket from under my table and put it on his desk, resting his head on it. He refused to look at me and wrapped his arms around my jacket. I tapped his arm before holding my hand out under our table. He took a second to think before sitting up and holding my hand. We held hands under our table as he used the sleeve of my jacket to wipe his tears with his other hand. "I'm sorry, don't feel bad okay? I'll wait for as long as you need until you're ready." "You promise you still love me?" "Pinky promise," he chuckled softly as I wiped his tears away. He looked around before quickly giving me a small kiss. "Thank you." "Anything for you," I kissed him back.

We continued to hold hands the entire lesson, and I made sure to look over at him once in awhile to make sure he was okay. Despite sitting next to each other, our tables literally connected, we passed notes like we were in middle school or something. I could seem him smile to himself everytime I slid the paper to his table. I even doodled a small drawing of the two of us in the corner of the paper which he quietly tore and put in his wallet. I found it rather cute, spending the rest of class drawing the two of us while he watched. We didn't even care that we were in class and forgot to take down notes whatsoever. I was about to get up when the bell rang, but Frank gently pulled me back down. I looked at him confused, but he just giggled before grabbing my face and kissing me. I was surprised for a second, but kissed him back. "I love you Gerard," "And I love you more"