I Was Sober (Ferard)

Three: You Have Fire In Your Eyes

Frank's POV

"Well Gerard..fuck. Like that." I leaned my neck back and sighed when Gerard began to grind our hips. "You're Frank. The bar tender told me about you.. Mmm."

My spine was lit with sensations as he grinded our hips, it had been so long since I had someone pressed up against me like this and damn it was amazing.

"Would you let me take you back to my house? I'm just down the road.. But you might want to buckle up. I haven't drank but like three sips but I feel intoxicated by you." I blushed and laughed a bit.

"How about I get to know you first?" I was putting on a believable slur and Gerard was fully convinced I was intoxicated.

"I promise I won't murder you Frankie." The Nick name sent waves of happiness through my chest, I was suddenly willing to go anywhere.

"I would love to see how worked up I can get you in public though.. So how about we go Drink a bit more, and I'll Call a taxi when we are ready?" He was slowly trailing his hands up and down my chest.

"Sounds like a plan." He led me over to the bar and sat down. The bar tender came by and passed us two drinks. I was already aware we would be getting them for free, the bartender was fond of both me and Gerard.

Here's the thing. I didn't want to drink. I wanted to be sober. I wanted to remember this until the next time. I looked over at Jack and he smirked. He made sure Gerard wasnt looking and slipped me torn napkin that said yours is water.

I smiled and reminded myself to thank Jack a thousand times next time I see him.

Gerard turned back to me and smiled as I finished my water. "You drink fast." He commented as his eyes lingered over me. He had a fire going on in his eyes, I could tell his mind was racing. He was beautiful, with the florescent lights flashing off his pale skin, his red hair gleaming, his eyes met mind and suddenly my mind and heart was racing.

He bit his lip and looked down at the bar table for a second before looking back up at me. "So Frank. Tell me about yourself."

For a moment I was shocked. This guy. This perfect guy who was going to take me back to his house and fuck me after he got me drunk was proposing a proper conversation.

Gerards POV

My stomach was swarmed with butterflies and my chest was fluttering. It was scary. I hadnt felt this way about anyone since my ex Jenna. And this stranger with an amazing smile was doing it to me all over again.

I had to remind myself not to fall into the traps of want unless it sex. I had to remind myself how bad it hurt when Jenna left me. I had had to remind myself not to let the fire I was feeling for him show in my eyes as the scanned him.

In the heat of the moment I asked a peroper question to him, something I was dying to know. Which was for him to tell me about him self because I wanted to hear all about him and I wanted to hear him talk.

I felt small as he looked at me in shock. These arent the things you say to people you are going to fuck in less than an hour.

"Okay. Well. I'm Frank. I used to work in a bar so its obvious I'm not exactly a talented guy. I can play guitar though... I like to dye my hair and my best friend is is four years older than me and started talking to me when I was fifth grade so she was in highschool... Uhh and I like guys with red hair."

I blushed and laughed a little. He began drinking his next glass of vodka. So I hurried to finish my own. "I like guys with black hair and great smiles." He smirked at me and we continued to talk.

He's smart.
He graduated.
He doesn't like to drink but he has had four.
He's getting more and more touchy and flirty.
He's got a boner.

We evetually stepped outside after roaming through sweaty bodies and I was so drunk.

Everything was becoming a blur as we got in the taxi. Luckily I got my adress steadily across to the driver before Frank was putting his hand in my lap and palming me slowly.

I bit my lip and tried to look away as his motions became more and more harsh but small moans were slipping.

"F.. Frank not going to last.. Please not yet." Me admitting I wasnt going to last is huge for me Because normally do that but now I was drunk and weak from the touch of his Palm.