//very VERY short chapter due to school and lack of being able to use electronics yikes sorry//
it was back to the bedroom. frank was on top, back to his old antics with gerard.
the screams were as loud as ever, and it pleased frank. they haven't shared an intimate moment like this in what seemed like forever.
frank pressed his lips against the back of gerard's neck, earning a moan from gerard. frank knew how weak gerard was, especially when he hit that one spot. he felt gerard shaking, and he smiled.
"feeling good, gerard?" frank smirked.
gerard was incredibly flustered, he could barely spit a word out of his mouth. he bit his lip in nervousness and in fear of stuttering - which is inevitable.
"i-i..." gerard still couldn't speak, and it was very funny to frank.
"you...?" frank chuckled.
"fr..frank..."
frank smiled widely, he felt dominant over gerard. whenever in bed, he's noticed that his innocence completely disappears (as if he's had innocence).
gerard's moans were slowing down, and his breathing was getting heavier. his knees were shaking as frank gradually got faster. his nails dug into the bedsheets and his lips were practically bleeding from him biting them.
"stop..." gerard whispered. frank backed up as gerard stared down.
frank smirked as he slyly chuckled. "your turn to clean the sheets."
//THIS IS SO SHORT IM SORRY I PROMISE I'LL WRITE MORE WHEN I HAVE TIME AAAAA//
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Subway Train ➫ Frerard
FanfictionA story about Gerard Way, a busy college student who studies art in New York. One Thursday morning in the subway station, he runs into a homeless stranger, Frank Iero, who he befriends and lets live with him in a tiny apartment. Frank comes from a d...
