what it says on the tin
//ProRev era i guess if that tickles ur fancy bc Frank has long hair in this 1
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Gerard flopped down on his and Frank's bed, face down on the unmade duvet. He was fucking exhausted, having run around town all day collecting supplies for his new art project he came up with on a whim. He lazily scooted his way up to his pillow, wrapping his arms around it and pressing his face into it.
He was drifting off when he felt the bed dip beside him, and smiled into the soft pillow as Frank laid down beside him. Gee heard the lamp click and the dim light go dark in the room. He rolled on to his side to face Frankie, kind of awake and feeling an arm slide over his waist almost as soon as he flipped. He opened his eyes, half lidded and barely able to see Frank with just the light from the moon at the window.
"Hey Gee..." Frank whispered, stroking his hand over Gerard's hip.
When he could make out where Frank was, Gerard knew that look. The smirk, the eyes, the slightly raised eyebrow, lightly pink cheeks. There's no hiding it when Frank got horny. And there's the conflict in the story. Frank wants to have sex, and Gerard is too tired.
"Frankie, I'm too tired." Gerard muttered, "M'sorry."
Frank almost pouted with disappointment, "But I could do all the work y'know? Like, you could just lay there and I could fuck you? That's what we do when I'm tired and you're horny. I just lie there and let you ride my-"
"Frank that's different," Gerard cut off, "I 'unno if you noticed how I loose my shit ever time you fuck me, but it's hard to keep still and I literally do not want to move right now."
Frank laid there for a second, "But... Fuck, you're so hot and I'm so hard-"
Gerard scoffed, "You just want me for my body." He joked, then rolled over tiredly.
There was a silence that was starting to get uncomfortably long. He figures Frank had taken that comment personally, not hearing the joking tone behind it.
"...Frankie it was a joke," he said, "C'mere, I think I have a good idea."
He heard Frank make an interested noise behind him, then felt a tattooed arm rest on his hip and a body press against his back. And wow, yeah, Frank wasn't kidding when he said he was really hard. This should be fun, Gerard thought as he laid there for a second with Frank's massive boner pressed between his clothed asscheeks.
Frank tightened the arm around Gee's waist, pulling them closer together, "Oh, yeah," he breathed from the contact he got, "Yeah, what was that idea?"
"Get naked and I'll tell you." Gerard told him, and he thinks that's the fastest he's ever seen anyone strip ever. Frank was out of his clothes in what had to be six seconds flat.
Gee then felt the familiar form of Frank's naked body press against his back and a loving hand reach under the hem of his shirt to caress his pale hip. Frank pressed kisses to the back of Gerard's neck, behind his ear, making Gee shiver, "What now?" He whispered.
"Take my clothes off." Gerard said shakily as Frank started to add little sucks on his skin. He asked because one, he knows Frank likes exposing Gee's body to himself, and two, Gerard is lazy and tired.
Frank's hand skidded from under his shirt to tugging at the elastic on Gerard's boxers, pulling them down his pale thighs. Frank's hand felt so warm on his skin, causing goosebumps in its wake. Gerard wiggled a bit to help get them down, but when they got stuck around his ankles, Frank kicked them off the edge of the bed, already after his shirt.
