Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Frerard (smut/fluff)

Franks pov

I never understood why Gerard was so obsessed with my spaghetti. Whenever we were outside, he wouldn't even glance at it on the menu, but would always ask me to make it if he knew I was cooking. I was startled when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, "Hey baby." He put his head on my shoulder as he kissed my neck before taking a sniff of the food. "Smells good," "Thank you, it'll be out soon," I smiled, kissing his cheek. For a moment I felt his hand go up my shirt, but he quickly pulled away and went to sit in the dining room. I quickly poured the noodles onto our plates before bringing them out. "Thank you love," he kissed my cheek as I placed the plate down, his hand on my hip. I sat down next to him, our knees touching. He smiled at me innocently as we began eating. I looked down to see that he was clearly hard as his hand travelled to my thigh. He caressed it as I continued eating, blushing. I jolted slightly as his hand made its way closer and closer to my growing bulge, squeezing slightly. "Frankie," he called as I looked up. "Y-Yes?" I blurted as he had a singular noodle in his mouth. I picked up the other end with a fork as my face turned red, shifting shyly. He chuckled as we continued eating the noodle until our lips connected, his other hand shooting up to the back of my head, holding me in place. I cupped his face as I whimpered, feeling him deepen the kiss passionately.

He had a fistful of my hair in his hand and he pulled me off, leaving me wanting more. We took a moment to catch our breaths before I pushed my chair to connect with his, climbing onto his lap as I kissed him. He pulled me onto his lap as his hands explored my body, going up my shirt. I shoved my head into his shoulder as he attacked my neck, my breathing hitching, "I-Is this why you always ask me to make spaghetti?" "Mm.. why else do you think?" "Uhmm.." I went silent. He chuckled as he picked me up, causing me to hold onto him tightly. He brought me to our bedroom as he laid me down on the bed. "Get your clothes off, or do you need my help?" He asked as we quickly began undressing ourselves. "Do you need help with that daddy?" I asked innocently as I got down and used my teeth to unzip his pants. He smirked as he watched me use only my mouth to pull his pants off, his boxers coming off right after. "Wanna show me what else that mouth can do?" He asked as I nodded, pushing him against the wall. I kissed him down as I licked all around the base and tip. I kissed it before taking it in my mouth, looking up at him as he watched his dick disappear in my mouth. He groaned as his head rolled back, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pushing me down. I choked as I whimpered, taking more and more of his cock in my mouth. I bopped my head up and down as he fucked my mouth, making me gag and moan around his dick.

"F-Fuck, do you want it in your mouth?" He asked as I nodded, sniffling slightly. I squealed when his dick hit the back of my throat as he shoved my head to the side, grunting. He moaned as he pulled me off before shoving his dick right back in, cumming deep down my throat. I choked as I swallowed it, tears streaming down my face. I whimpered as he pulled me off completely, wiping my tears as cum dripped down my mouth. I licked his cock clean, licking my lips after. "Get on the bed and pleasure yourself," he ordered as I panted softly, not wasting a single second. I could see him watching me as he pulled a box out of our wardrobe before approaching the bed, smirking. He put a blindfold on me as a shiver went down my spine, gulping. I could feel him breathe down my neck before kissing it as I inserted two fingers inside myself, whimpering. I rested my head on his pillow as I began fingering myself, bitting my lip. "Turn around, but keep your fingers in," I nodded as I did so, my back facing him as I shoved a third finger in, letting out a small moan. "Tell me if it hurts okay? Just keep it inside," he whispered as I gasped, feeling him shove a long and weird shaped butt plug into me. I could feel tears rush to my eyes as I sniffled, trying to focus on my fingers. Gerard kissed me gently as he caressed my thighs, cooing.

"I-I can't do it, I'm sorry," I choked out, crying. I whimpered as I felt him pull it out quickly, flipping me over. He pushed the blindfold up as I sniffled, apologising over and over. He used one hand to cup my face as he put his hand over mine, pulling my fingers out. "Are you okay? Does it still hurt?" "N-No.. I'm sorry.." "Don't be, it's okay if you don't like it. We won't try it if you don't want to okay?" He assured me as he showered me with kisses, wiping my tears. "Do you want to continue?" "Um.. s-sure.." "Frank." He said in a low voice as he forced me to look him in the eyes. "Don't force yourself to do something you don't wanna, nor will I force you either okay? So I'll ask you again, do you wish to continue?" I sniffled as I couldn't bring myself to speak, shaking my head. "Okay. You're okay, alright?" He whispered as I hugged him tightly. He held me in his arms as I sniffled, comforting me. He grabbed some tissues and cleaned up my fingers and hole before going to get clean clothes. We put them on as he passed me his hoodie. I held it close before wearing it, wiping my tears. We climbed into bed as he spooned me, leaving light kisses all around. "I'll wash the dishes later okay? Just rest my love," he crooned as I shoved my head into his chest. "Thank you.." "Of course, just remember that I won't ever force you to do anything you aren't comfortable with, okay?" He smiled, kissing my forehead. I couldn't help but smile back as I snuggled up with him, kissing him back.