School Hours (Frerard) [Completed!]

Chapter Sixteen - Suck On This FrankenWEINER

Chapter 16

I groan as I feel the bed move and dip with every move from the person lying beside me. A hand slides from my hip up to my ribs and then to the front of my chest, and then back down to my waist, his body pressed against my back.

"Five m're minutes..." I slur, and press my face into the pillow below my head as the bony hand dips its' fingers down the back waistband of my shorts, and then traces my spine with an index finger, making me shiver slightly.

"Oh hell no, I've been waiting since yesterday, I'm not waiting five minutes," Gerard's voice reaches my ears, his lips on my neck, mouthing the words before he presses a small kiss on the skin.

I'm about to reply when one of his hands wraps around the front of my neck and the other lays open on my stomach, the pressure of his fingers warm against my skin. The grip on my throat forces me to tilt my head backwards, landing on his shoulder, but he doesn't release.

He isn't choking me, but damn the restrain is hot.

"Fuck," I whisper as I feel him move his hand lower and inside my boxers, palming slowly at my dick, and running his thumb over my pubic hair.

Gerard hums contently behind me and nips at my shoulder, when suddenly, I am flipped over so I'm lying on my stomach and Gerard is straddling my thighs, his hands splayed against my shoulder blades. Then, I feel his chest pressed against my back once again, his hips moving in a slow grind.

He trails kisses from the back of my neck to my ear, where he bites on the cartilage, emitting a small moan from me. I feel his grin pressed against my neck, and then he nuzzles my cheek, his hips still grinding into my ass.

A moan escapes my lips as his erection presses against my own boxers, and the amount of clothes separating us begins to bother me. I voice my thoughts.

"Clothes... Off," And Gerard does as I say, lifting himself off me for a second to pull my boxers off, his face never leaving my neck and his lips still pressed against it.

The kisses trail from the nape of my head down to my shoulder, down to the side of my ribs, and I squirm as it tickles. Gerard grins against my skin and keeps doing further.

"What are you-?" My sentence gets interrupted by my own moan as he reaches my backside, each one of his hands on my ass cheeks, giving him space to- Oh, fuck. I shudder in pleasure as the moan escapes my lips when he places a kiss right there.

A countless amount of curses fly past my lips, and then I gather all my strength and prop myself up on my elbows and knees, waiting for Gerard's next move.

My whole body jerks forward as he presses the tip of his tongue on my hole, just resting it there, waiting for my reaction. He seems pleased at it, as I feel him tease me by running his tongue around my entrance, leaving me a panting mess when he stops, and then places another small kiss on my perineum.

"God," I breathe, unable to form a coherent sentence. No one had ever done that, let alone get close to my fucking asshole, and I'd always thought rimming was fucking disgusting, but Gerard definitely changed my mind.

There is just something quite hot about trusting someone completely, even going as far as to licking their fucking ass, and damn if it wasn't the most pleasure I'd received in my whole life.

Then, the tip of his wet tongue was pressing in, his short nails running down my thighs, undoubtedly leaving red streaks, as I pressed my face further into my arm. It continued like that for a small amount of time, his tongue dipping into my entrance and then pulling out to run it over my asshole, when, suddenly and all at once, he pressed all the way in, ripping both a spasm out of my body and a cracked whimper from my mouth.