Later that night, as Frank and Gerard were laying in bed, Gerard was wide awake. His mind wouldn't shut the hell up. It was going a mile a minute. He wanted to let Frank go. He needed it, Gerard knew that, but if he had any possibility of losing Frank, he wasn't going to risk it. But if Frank wanted it... He would let him. It would be hard, but he would let him. Frank was laying on Gerard's chest, Frank's legs between his. Gerard's hands were tracing patterns into Frank's back. Frank was smiling up at Gerard, who was smiling at the ceiling.
"Frank?" He asked, breaking the silence they had made together. Frank kissed Gerard's shoulder, telling him to go on. Gerard sighed. "Do you want to get the surgery?" He asked, wishing he hadn't so brutally shattered the silence they had made together. He wished he had it back, now. Frank bit his lip ring. Gerard found himself wishing he was the one biting on it. Frank shrugged. He wasn't sure. But Gerard could see it in his eyes, he was thinking of how much it would be beneficial to have a voice. Gerard sighed once more and pulled Frank up, kissing him. Frank's lips were warm, the lip ring cold against Gerard's lips. He absolutely loved it.
Frank slowly moved his lips against Gerard's, their lips finding a steady rhythm against one another's. Frank knew Gerard loved to move faster than Frank, the same way he was when he was taking Frank's clothes off. Frank was all for slower movements, Gerard was for the faster more erratic stuff. Nonetheless, they fit perfectly together. Gerard smiled and started running his hands across Frank's b chest, up and down his arms, around his waist, everywhere he could reach that wasn't too far down.
Gerard slips his right and down the front of Frank's pants, his fingertips just brushing Frank's length. Frank moans into Gerard's mouth. Gerard just laughs. He has something in mind for tonight. He had had this planned for almost three weeks. He sat up, pulling Frank with him. Frank looks at Gerard. He's got something planned, he knows it. But he has no idea what. Gerard sees Frank's skepticism and laughs, peeling the top blankets off of the bed and tossing them onto the floor. Frank is genuinely confused now.
Gerard urges Frank into the center of the bed, on his knees, while Gerard comes behind him, pulling a bandana from his pocket and tying it over Frank's eyes. Frank has a moment of white-hot panic and then he relaxes against Gerard's front. Gerard undoes the front of Frank's shirt, one button at a time, kissing and biting at the skin on Frank's neck. Frank sucks in a breath when Gerard finishes with the front of his shirt and tugs the collar down, sucking on the skin he's uncovered. Frank reaches back, turning slightly, to run his hands through Gerard's hair. Gerard pulls away, laughing breathlessly as he pulls a length of rope from his other pocket, securing Frank's hands in front of him. Frank is scared momentarily again. But he trusts Gerard, so he goes with it.
Gerard's hand is down the front of Frank's pants again. Gerard watches as Frank's head falls back onto his shoulder, his mouth open. His face is heating up, giving it a pink blush and Gerard is tempted to rip the blindfold off so Frank can see him while he's fucking him, but that's the whole point of the blindfold. So he leaves it and undoes Frank's belt and the top button of his jeans. Frank is panting when Gerard pulls down the zipper as well as his boxers. Gerard sucks on Frank's neck again, pulling Frank's length from his boxers, pumping slowly. Gerard has hold of the rope and is holding Frank's hands against Frank's chest, keeping him from doing anything. Gerard can feel Frank getting harder, can feel the vein on the underside as it throbs with each stroke Gerard gives, occasionally swiping his thumbnail lightly over the slit in the tip, already leaking.
Gerard stops as he strokes down the shaft and grabs Frank's balls, rolling them in his hand gently and Frank gives out a loud breath. But Gerard won't have that, not yet. Frank's not coming, not without Gerard inside him. So Gerard leaves Frank so close to the edge and uses the hand that didn't have the rope to undo his own belt, button and fly. He pulls his jeans down and eases himself out, giving a few quick strokes to make sure he's hard enough and pulls down Frank's jeans to his knees. Frank sucks in a breath with Gerard enters his first finger, letting Frank get used to him. They'd only ever done this once before, and for Frank that had been his first time ever, so Gerard was still extremely careful with stretching him and prepping him.
