You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓

IX

*FRANK P.O.V*

I wake up in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed. I scramble around the night stand for my glasses, since everything was blurry and a daze. Not being able to find them, I panic. I jump out of the bed and look for them. I find them in a bag and put them on, looking around at Gerard's bedroom. I sigh and remember I'm in Gerard's room with Gerard, who I look over at. His face is pushed into a pillow, only being able to see his gapped mouth and smushed cheek. His arms are all over the place and one leg is place over the blanket. How romantic.

I smile in spite of myself and softly crawl back into the warm bed. I pull the covers over and cling to Gerard. I remember last nights activities. Right after I had my 'accident', we watched a few movies and eat lots of snacks, leaving us tired, full and ready for bed. I pull him into a tighter hug.

Gerard furrows his brows and moves in his sleep, letting out a struggled sound. I instantly feel guilty for almost waking him up and let go of him. I turn my back to him and nuzzle into his chest, absorbing the warmth emitting off of him.

Slowly I feel arms wrap snack around my torso. I smile and flip over to see Gerard giving me a lazy smile, eyes half closed and bed head accomplished.

"Morning," I whisper, moving blonde hair out of his face.

"Good morning," he replies, kissing me softly. I move closer to him and i feel something brush again my thigh, I look down and laugh. He looks down too and blushes harshly.

"I'm going to go take shower, and take care of...this," Gerard says, obviously talking about the morning wood he was supporting. I laugh as he gets out of bed, but he turns to me with a mischievous grin.

"Wanna come with me?" He asks, almost suggestively. I nuzzle into the pillow farther. We're we taking this to far?

He suddenly walks up to me and turns around, bending his knees a bit. "Hop on!" He laughs and I quickly make a jump on to him. He fixes my position and walks with no caution for our safety to the washroom. I look down and see he still has a pretty noticeable bulge in his pants. I giggle at that.

We piggy back all the way to the washroom and he lets me down, I go look in the mirror. There was deep rings under my eyes and my hair was all over the place. My eyes looked glassy and tired. I groan.

Gerard comes up behind me and places a kiss on my neck. "You're beautiful." I smile and blush, turning around as he places my on the sink ledge. He takes off my glasses and kisses my lips a few times before going to turn on the shower. Once turned on, I hear the shower pelting the tiled floor. I watch him turn the dial and make sure its the right temperature.

He walks back over to me and starts running his hands over my clothed thighs. "You know you need to strip, right?" He says with a huge grin. I blush and jump off the counter. I feel his eyes on me as I take of my shirt with no trouble.

"Let me help you with that!" Gerard exclaims, helping me pull my pajama pants down. He does it in a somewhat teasing matter. I quickly shove them off my ankles, left only in my boxers. Which had dogs on them, fuck you very much.

Gerard chuckled at this and started removing his shirt. Once his beautiful porcelain like chest appeared, he started taking off his pajama pants. I felt a bit in embarrassed when I saw his sexy grey boxer briefs compared to my dog boxers.

I dropped my head a bit, but Gerard brought it back up with a smile. He moved closer to me and in a raspy voice said, "Boxers. Off. Now."

I blushed and began to pull down my boxers, but made a show for the unexpected audience. I wrapped my thumbs around the waist band of my boxers and teasing pulled then down, slowly bouncing on the balls of my feet. Once I had the off, Gerard licked his lips and pulled off his boxer briefs, his hard member popping out. I felt my eyes go cross eyed as he walked up to me and took a hold of my hand, pulling me into the shower.

The shower was hot, but perfect. Once in, I instantly felt my hair soak. I looked back over at Gerard's FACE and saw him smile at me. I move closer to him and tie him into an embrace. "Against the wall," he growls in my ear, as he nibbles at it. I whimper and moves against the wall, water hitting my face.

He quickly pushes himself against me and whispers in my ear again. "Do you know what I was going to do in here?" He asks, kissing up my neck and rubbing his cock up against me leg. He groans.

"T-to get off?" I stutter out, he nods frantically.

"To the thought of fucking you senseless. The thought of me in your sweet little ass..." He says, grabbing my ass. I gasp and fall into the nap of his neck. He starts massaging the cheeks, I throw my head back and he starts kissing and sucking at my neck.

He starts to rub himself off on my leg while he attacks my neck. "Do you think you can..." He looks up at me, biting his lip and almost crossing his eyes. "...help me?"

I am sort of surprise by what he asks me. "Um, I don't really know how to," I say, blushing. He smiles a lopsided smile.

"It's easy, here." He grabs my hand and puts it on top of his package. He groans and a gasp a bit. "Now, just grab ahold..." He curls my fingers around his length and groans again. "And just do whatever comes naturally." He says, slowly removing his hand.

I gulp nervously and start moving my hand. He moans out and throws his head back. I move my hand slowly up to the tip and thumb the slit, earning a loud moan. I bite my lip and move my hand faster up and down and he bucks his hips. Moaning, he fucks my hand and grabs my hair tightly. I whimper and move my hand even faster. I hear Gerard panting.

"C-close," he spits out and I kiss his lips faintly. He throws his head back and gasps. He shoots his load all over my stomach and hand. He's a bit dazed long enough to realize I'm painfully hard. I bite my lip, waiting for it to go down. I shift my weight and gasp when Gerard touches my inner thigh. I move his hand and shake my head, flinging water in the shower.

"Not yet. It's okay, it'll go down." I say, hugging him tight. He sighs but smiles.

"Thank you, for, y'know." He says, pecking my lips. I smile and shrug.

"It's just what boyfriends do." I say and shove my face into his chest. He chuckles and molds my hair into a mohawk.