Saved -{ FRERARD }- **SEQUEL to ABANDONED**

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I sat at my desk with all my art supplies. I was just drawing when I heard the bedroom door creek open. As much as I wanted to move my attention to the sound, I didn't budge. I needed him to come to me now...

The light patter of footsteps stopped a few feet away from me. "Gerard?" Frank spoke softly.

"Hmm?" I said without looking up.

It probably wasn't the best thing to do because when I did glance at Frank, he looked down to the floor. He looked ashamed of himself.

"I-I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"F-For earlier...for yelling at you...for - just - everything..."

I put my pencil down and turned to face him in my office chair. "Everything, huh? Shit - I wish you wouldn't say that."

"Why? I know what I cause you. I know how much I hurt you. I know how hopeless I am..."

"But you don't know how much you mean to me, Frank. You've forgotten how I feel about you, how much I worry about you, how much I care for you. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. So when you apologize for everything, your apologizing for not just yelling at me, but for letting me care for you, hold you, love you, kiss you, hell - even having sex with you!"

"I didn't know you still wanted me that way after I left..."

"Frank, when you left we were still together. I still loved you. Mom, Mikey, and Ray could tell you how much I wouldn't come home without you. I couldn't even go to my old room at Mom's without thinking of you." I took his hands in mine.

"I know -"

"No, you don't know. You never knew. You were too afraid to know. I don't want you to be afraid. Not of me, anyway. I hate it when you hide from me. Stop hiding from me! Tell me what you want, what you need, what you desire. Tell me exactly how you feel. Tell me everything! No more hiding."

"No more hiding." He repeated.

"You'll drive yourself crazy if you hide everything from me, love. I'm here for you. I really am. Why don't you listen to me when I say that? Why won't you come to me when you need to?"

He looked down.

"Frank?"

"Because I was scared. But I don't want to be. Not anymore. I'm not scared of you. If anything, I don't feel scared with you. I feel better near you." He leaned against me. "Just promise me you'll always be around? Promise me you'll fight for me if someone tries to take me again?"

"I promise you, Frankie. It won't happen again."

***

Frank and I went down to the beach that evening to see the sunset. We sat in the sand. He sat in between my legs, my arms wrapped around him.

He let out a content sigh as a way of letting me know I was doing something right. I kissed behind his ear then rested my head on his shoulder.

The evening seemed to pass us by. It was dark now. The moon was out, the stars were shining, the ocean was calm, and I had the love of my life standing in front of me. It was like a scene out of a movie.

Frank stared up at the stars, his mouth slightly parted and his eyes wide. "They're beautiful up there."

"Yeah?"

"They just shine - every night. I wish I could do that..."

"Baby, you do shine. To me more than anyone. You're like my little star in the darkest skies."

His eyes fell on me.

"I mean it. You are my world, Frank. You've been for years now. And just because we've missed two years doesn't make any difference how I feel about you."

He stared at me, probably processing what I was saying. But when he started to get closer and lean into me, I knew that was him opening up to me again.

He placed a small kiss on my lips and as they lingered on mine, he made it deeper. I placed my hand on his waist as the other held the side of his face. Both of Frank's hands were caressing my face. Damn, this was nice.

When he pulled away, he buried his face in my neck, asking me to take him home - which I gladly agreed to.

Frank was quiet the whole car ride home but his eyes were looking at me the whole time. They never left me once.

Once we got home, We went to the bedroom to change. Frank - like always - wore just a large shirt with his boxers. I on the other hand was watching him change instead of changing myself. He didn't notice which was surprising but when he turned around to face me, he must have.

"You're staring."

"Yeah?"

"Clearly you want something when you're staring."

I got up and walked over to him slowly. "Not always." He bit his lip when I started to lean in. "But in this case, I want everything."

He backed up a bit, the bed stopping him as he fell back on to it. I stood in between his legs, then placed a deep kiss on his lips. He kissed back.

I placed my hand on his leg, slowly moving it up to his thigh. He pulled away from the kiss. I started to kiss his neck, my hand still slowly inching it's way up his leg. I moved my lips back to his mouth, my other hand caressing Frank's cheek.

Frank moaned, pushing me away a little bit. I pulled myself back.

"Love me, Gerard." He spoke, "Take everything."

That's all I needed to know that he was giving himself up to me.

I leaned back down kissing him harder this time, taking off his clothes, and preparing him.

As I pushed into him, my hand slid up his thigh again. His skin was pure and untouched.

"It's been this way for far too long." I thought as I sped up my pace.

If I remember correctly, the last time we had sex was rough and I knew Frank enjoyed that. Maybe I can get his up to that point?

As I started moving faster and harder inside him, I heard his breathing hitch as he gripped the sheets tightly underneath him.

"Gee - mmh!"

"Tell me what you want, Frankie?" I grind into him.

"More - I want more."

And that's what I gave him until his body gave out and let him release.

Frank's orgasms are powerful. They don't just effect him. When he comes, he trembles due to the pleasure, he becomes very still because of the energy his orgasm takes, and he gets tense which makes it more pleasurable for me because he becomes so tight. That's usually how I come, by him tensing up the way he does.

It's glorious and the feeling afterwards is pure satisfaction.