Crash Queens and Motor Babies

Burning Love

HELL! Everything can just go to HELL!

It was Thursday and I was fucking sick of everyone. Ray's mad at me because I made Ryan and Brendon leave work early yesterday but I fucking told them not to mess with the paints, now I have a goddamn rainbow on the concrete floor at Station 2 and the two of them are avoiding me. I had a right to be mad, though. That paint costed so much money and they always fuck with it. They tried to get it off the floor but that only made it look like a unicorn puked on the floor and it only made me angrier. If they wanted to play with paint they could go to Katy's school. Then there is Gerard. He understands that I'm just really stressed but when he tries to calm me down I just kind of shrug out of it. He's coming over to the house tonight and I've asked my mom to watch her, which she agreed with.

"Frank?" Gerard said and knocked at my office door.

"Come in."

He walked in gave me a small smile that I couldn't return. He got a haircut Tuesday so he had short red hair now. He sighed, walked behind me, and put his hands on my shoulders. Normally he would try to hug me or steal a kiss, but now he was giving me a massage. I liked it.

I let out an involuntary moan as he rubbed my shoulders and I felt my face get red. He let out a giggle and nudged me to the tip of the chair. He pulled out the chair a little and started to rub my back. The lower he got the more turned on I was. Soon his hands were pulling off my shirt and he continued to rub my, now naked, back. He turned the chair around and straddled me, his hands rubbing my arms softly. I could feel that my pants were tighter, but his weren't, and I knew he could feel it. Our foreheads were together and I closed my eyes while he was whispering something that I couldn't understand, but it was soothing. He let his hand run down my chest rubbed the bulge through my pants. I gasped at this. He had never done that before and it shot pleasure through my body. He grinned and kissed me harder.

After a rough make out he hopped off my lap and kissed the top of my head. "I'll save the rest for tonight."

My shirt was over his shoulder so as he was about to walk out he winked and flung the shirt at me. I was left in the office with my mouth open and stared at the door. Tonight. All I had to do was wait for tonight. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 1:14. I still had a while to go, but still, I'm excited.

I suddenly started feeling bad about what I did to Ryan and Brendon. I tugged my shirt on a few minutes later.

I walked out of my office and saw Ryan sitting at his desk, playing with a stress ball. As I came closer to him he looked up to me and held the ball. I noticed that he had eyeliner on. He must have borrowed some from Brendon, but they look okay with eyeliner on.

"Hey Ryan." I said and looked down at the papers on his desk. Order confirmations for new paint, pictures of some new designs... A receipt from Johnson's toy store? I prefer not to know.

"Hey," he mutter. He noticed me looking at the receipt, snatched it and shoved it into his vest pocket.

"Hm... Well, I just wanted to say that I'm really, really sorry that I got so mad yesterday. I was just having a piss fit. The paint actually looks pretty cool on the concrete..."

He looked up to me with a smirk. "Did Gerard tell you to say that?"

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "No, I'm just really sorry."

He nodded his head. "It's okay, we all have bad days, but there is always that one person that could cheer you up."

"Yeah. Ray has always be-"

"Not Ray! Gerard," he laughed.

I smiled. "Yeah, I know. He's one friend I can always rely on."

"Pssh," Ryan flicked his hand at me. "We all know he's not just a 'friend', Frank. And if we weren't sure he was, then that bulge just gave it away."