You're A Killer (Vampire! Frikey)

Shit Goes Down In Frank's Bedroom

Warning: Gay vampire sex...(I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing...how do dicks work?)*Is terrified that my girlfriend will see this*

We walked out of the campsite and headed towards our place.

"Hey Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Oh uhm...I'll tell you when we're at the house."

He held my hand tighter. Surprisingly, it hurt but I shook it off.

After half an hour of walking we walked into the the house.

I let myself fall onto the plastic covered couch, wondering why the plastic was still on there.

I get up, throw the plastic on the ground and sat back down.

Frank sat down so close to me, he almost sat on my lap.

He blushed and slid away.

I looked at him. He was still blushing like crazy.

"What was that thing you were going to tell me?"

Frank's POV

Idiot, idiot idiot!

Fuck! I only met him at least 3 days ago, if not 2, and now I'm going to tell him that I want to kiss him!

I've officially gone crazy.

Think of something, Iero...and don't say it all at once.

"I...I uh...I uhm..."

Fuck! Now you sound like more of an idiot! Spit it out already!

"I want to...kiss you..."

Mikey gave me a blank stare, then a smile crept onto his face.

Is he going to laugh at me?

He leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

My heart just fucking imploded.

I look at my jeans without Mikey noticing.

Oh fuck...why me?! Why now?!

I quickly grabbed a couch pillow and put it on my lap.

"I saw that, Frankie..." Mikey muttered.

"W-what? S-saw what?"

"Your obvious boner."

Dammit.

"If you have the hots for me, you could just say so." He muttered.

"I don't! I mean,-"

He shifted his body toward me.

"Then why did you ask me to kiss you?"

I pulled my knees up to my chest with the pillow still in my lap.

"I'm just...I don't know..."

I buried my head in the pillow.

Mikey moved some of my hair behind my ears.

"I can't kiss you again when your face is buried in the pillow."

I look up and immediately grab Mikey's face, kissing him and pinning him down on the old, beat up couch in the process.

As I kiss Mikey passionately, his fingers toyed with the hem of my shirt.

He flipped me over so that I was on the bottom and, somehow he managed to take my shirt off.

He gently nipped at my neck then started biting.

I can tell there were going to be a few hickeys.

"M-Mikey...c-can we take this into my room?"

"Hm? Oh sure...if you want."

Mikey picked me up bridal style and walked up the stairs and into my room, kicking the door shut.

Mikey's POV

Fucking shit.

How do I do this?

How do I suck a dick?

I've had sex but never gay sex.

What if I'm bad?

Calm the hell down...it's just like hetero sex...just...with a dick...

I place Frank on his bed and awkwardly climbed on on top of him, kissing his neck.

He groaned in response, signalling that he liked it.

A boost of confidence sparked and I grabbed his hair and kissed him roughly.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer as I licked his bottom lip.

He opened his mouth, allowing my tongue to slowly slide in.

So far so good.

He groaned again and played with the hem of my shirt.

He stopped kissing me.

"This needs to go." He whispered, tugging at my shirt.

I sat up and took it off, revealing my as-white-as-a-sheet-of-paper chest.

I'm not the most toned and muscular vampire on the planet, but fuck, I'm getting there.

Frank's POV

Aw, his tummy is cute.

I giggle and pull him closer, erasing the existance of any space between us.

I gently raked my short nails on his back. He tensed up and bit my bottom lip playfully.

He pulled up my shirt and trailed the wet, sloppy kisses down to my my collarbones.

He kissed one, left a hickey and did it again on the other.

Fuck your symmetry, Mikey.

He kissed in a straight line down my stomach, gently biting each chance he got.

He stared at the bite marks on my neck.

He sighed and ran downstairs

"Mikey...don't go..."