Frerard - Free Now (Null Trilogy Part 2)

Part 11

Bob's eyes widened and he tried to move away, but I wouldn't let him. He began to relax, and, to my amazement, kiss me back. His hands cupped my cheeks as I wrapped my arms around his waist, moving my lips slowly.

I thought I was passion deprived before, but geez, it was an understatement. This kiss was a relief, and I melted into it immediately, despite it not being Gerard I was sharing it with.

Bob responded quickly when I swiped my tongue across his lower lip, parting his lips so I could let my tongue enter his mouth. We both let out gentle moans as my tongue slid over and around his. I pushed him down onto the bed, climbing on top of him and grinding my hips against his. Bob let out a sharp, whiny moan.

When I pulled away and moved off him, I was blushing furiously, as was he. I bit my lip, immediately signing an apology. Bob shook his head and smiled.

"You're passion deprived, Frank. You needed a good kiss," he assured me, his gaze gentle.

I sniffled and shook my head. "I really just want my Gee back..."

Bob nodded. "You will get him back, I promise. But you have to tell him what happened here, and explain why."

I sniffled again. "Yeah...you're right. Should I go now? Is it too early?" I looked down for a moment. "I bet Mikey hates me...and Gee."

Bob scoffed. "No they don't. Mikey was just being protective, and Gee's just depressed."

I teared up. "Yeah...he is. And I should have been there for him no matter what I was feeling. Oh, Bob I'm such an asshole..."

Bob lifted my chin. "You shouldn't have shouted at him or Mikey. Well, um, you can't shout, but - you get the point. But Frank... your intent still had proper meaning. You just want Gerard back, like you said."

"Yes... I do... more than anything."

"Then we'll get him back. Come on." Bob took my hand and led me out and round to my house. I sighed.

"I have no idea what to say or do."

"Just apologise, then try and get your point across in a calmer way." Bob signed slowly. "You'll win him over easily. Mikey will forgive you as soon as Gee does."

"I guess that'll work...hey, wait, did you leave Ember and Jeremy?"

"No. Mikey took them. I heard him come back."

I felt a pang of selfish jealousy. "I wanna hear again so badly."

"One thing at a time," Bob signed quickly, kissing my cheek and knocking on my door when we arrived at my house. Mikey answered, his face ambivalent.

"What do you want?" He signed, before placing a hand on his hip.

"To talk to you and Gee..." I replied in small, scared signs. Mikey moved his hands back to his front to sign a reply, but I saw Gerard appear in the doorway. My eyes widened. Gerard hadn't come downstairs in months.

"Let them in," he signed to Mikey. The younger brother sighed and let us in. My husband led us to sit down in the front room.

"Well?" Gerard signed.

"I came to say I'm sorry," I signed sadly. "I was way too harsh, and I didn't really mean anything I said to you..." Tears fell from my eyes as I thought about all I could have lost. "It just got to the point where I could no longer cope with seeing you so dishevelled and broken...I had to let my emotions out somehow."

Gerard smiled a little. "Frank... it's okay, honestly. I realised how pathetic I was being after you left. I made the same mistake you did a few months back... I guess we really do have a lot in common."

"You're just gonna forgive me that easily? I was awful to you." I signed, confused.

"Yes, Frankie, you were. But only because you love me, right?" When I nodded, he continued. "I knew you didn't truly mean those things you said. But still...you were kind of right. I should have been there for you as much as you were there for me."

I sniffled. "There's something else, though... I kissed Bob. But please don't hate me for it... It was only because I missed all the love and passion and... I don't know. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be, sweetheart," Gerard signed quickly, smiling still. "I kissed Bob when you were in a state, too. I completely understand."

Mikey seemed to huff. "It's lovely to know that you all like to kiss my husband when your significant other is upset."

Gerard hit Mikey's arm lightly. "Mikes."

"Yeah, okay, whatever. I forgive you, Frank." Mikey scowled a little, like he didn't exactly want to admit that.

I sighed in relief. Gerard chuckled. "We solve our problems way too easily."

"That's because we love each other way too much to ever stay mad for long," I signed, shrugging and grinning. Gerard chuckled more and lifted my chin, giving me a loving kiss. I melted into the kiss easily, bringing his head down to deepen it. When we broke the kiss, Gerard sighed, gazing at Jeremy and Ember sat beside Mikey with jealous and sad eyes, though he seemed to force himself not to.

"Gee... it's okay to still be really upset. I didn't mean that you couldn't be. But...I think we should try for another baby." I motioned, kissing his cheek.

Gerard gave me a worried glance. "I don't know if I'm ready... it scared me out of wanting to carry another baby."

"Well, we'll wait until you're ready. I'll wait forever if I have to. Or... maybe I could give it a shot..." I shrugged, blushing. "You never know..."

Gerard bit his lip. "But I thought it was a genetic thing..."

"I know. But there's no harm in trying, right?" I smiled nervously. Gerard gave a small smile and a nod, wrapping an arm around my waist.

Mikey smiled awkwardly. "Well... we better leave you to it... don't particularly wanna hear that."

I once again cringed at the word hear, and Gerard kissed my cheek gently. I sighed. "Yeah... come back tomorrow, though?"

"Sure, I guess." Mikey shrugged. Bob butted in.

"We will come back tomorrow, because I wanna go see Miss Bowen. You've tried persuasion and ambivalence and you're getting nowhere. It's time to bring on the big guns."

I gulped, but nodded regardless. Bob grinned and picked up his children, moving toward the door. After saying our goodbyes, Gerard and I headed upstairs.

My husband smiled shyly and we fell onto the bed together, where we had the most passionate, loving and relieving sex we'd ever had.