Hate •Frerard•

Chapter VII

Warning: Minor Smut!
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Once he answered I felt the corners of my mouth tug upward into a smile. He's mine, all mine, no one else's just mine. I grabbed his wrist again and licked it so his wounds would heal. In the place of the wounds were two scars. I smiled at the markings I gave him, once a vampire is marked, no one can try to make them their mate. Some vampires have the power to force other none pureblooded, weaker vampires into being their mate. The ones who do it tend to have many mates, and are considered a disgrace to our race. No one deserves their mate being taken from them by someone else. I felt my eyes get red with anger and my smile drop at the thought of someone marking Frank before me.

"Gerard?", Frank asked my wiping the blood from his face, "Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah it's just-", I trailed trying to get all of Frank's blood off my mouth and neck, "I'm so happy I fount you. If someone else would've marked you before me, and I could never have you, I wouldn't want to live."

I put my hand on his cheek feeling how warm it is compared to my hand. I slightly smirked at him happy to think that he's all mine. He might be half human, but he was perfect in every way possible to be my mate. I loved the fake that I could still hear his heart beat if I listen closely. Faint and weak, but still there. It felt like it beat for me and me only.

"I've might have only met you, but I feel like I've know you for years", I told him grabbing one of his hands playing with it.

"How so?", he asked pressing his forehead against mine.

"I'm not sure, I just have this feeling with you. A feeling of safety and comfort. I feel like I could tell you anything and everything", I told him shrugging.

He kissed the top of my nose and smiled, "Well then I guess we should get to know each other better then."

It's been a few hours since Frank has been here. Mikey told me he was spending the night over at Pete's because of a project, and mum and dad was probably hunting. Frank and I broke into the liquor cabinet and stole a few bottles of Smirnoff and Zombi with blood mixed in it.

"Wait wait wait", I slurred out downing another swallow of the drink in my hand, "you have tattoo-oos?"

Frank smiled and bit his bottom lip shaking his head, "Wanna see?"

I bounced a little on the bed that we were now sitting in the middle of, crisscross in front of each other. He pulled off his black leather jacket, then his black band-T. I looked in amazement at his inked skin. I smiled at them all and traced a finger over the birds that were tattooed on his stomach. He giggled a bit from what I assumed he was ticklish. I smirked an evil smirk and started to tickle him slightly, both me and him giggle at our drunkenness. We both fell over on the bed, me atop of him. I blushed a little at the position we was in.

"S-sorry", I said trying to pull myself up only to be pull right back down by Frank.

He gave me a devilish grin as he wrapped his legs around my waist, and put his hands around my neck. I let the empty bottle in my hand hit the floor below us as he done this. He looked so innocent, yet so mischievous, it was a big turn on and I think he knew it. I started to kiss his neck trying to find his sweet spot. I kept kissing and gnawing at the flesh until I heard a faint moan escape his lips. I smiled knowing I fount it, and started to nibble and suck the place; making his skin turn red and slightly bruised. I started to trail down his neck and onto his chest. Leaving a few, very noticeable, hicks as I went. He unwrapped from me and laid with his legs on either side of me.

"God you're so beautiful", I said as I trailed some more kisses down his chest and onto his stomach.

I stopped at his pant's line and trailed my tongue back up his stomach and lifted my head up. I grabbed his pants and started to unbuckle them. Us being drunk, we didn't ask for permission, we just did. I looked up at him as I slowly pulled his pants down. He propped up on his elbows as he watched me, making eye contact. I completely took off his pants and looked down at his loose boxers. I could clearly see a bulge in the middle, I smiled knowing I could do this to him. I hooked one finger in his boxers and smirked up at him, slowly pulling down the fabric to expose his almost fully erect erection.

I could see him grip at the sheets underneath us in anticipation. I smirked as I grabbed his inner thighs and squeezed them, teasing him a bit. I began to trail kisses up his thighs until I got to the base of his erection. I made eye contact with him before I glided my tongue up his shaft. I started to suck on his tip, I felt his his buckle his hips upward eagerly. I started to slowly bob my head up and down slowly, flicking my tongue in his slit on occasions.

"F-fuck", I heard him stutter out as he grabbed a fist full of my hair, throwing his head back.

I started to pick my pace up, feeling his hips buckle up, making his dick hit the back of my throat. I almost gaged at the sudden connection, but was too drunk to think about it. I moved my hands on his hips digging my nails into them, I heard moans eloping pass his lips as his grip tighten on my hair.

"Holy shit, Gerard, fuck! I think I'm close", I heard him moan out as I started to swirl my tongue around his tip.

He started to thrust in my mouth to the rhyme of my bobs. He felt his thrusts get sloppy and desperate as he cam inside my mouth screaming my name. He let go of my hair as I swallowed his cum, and kept bobbing until he came down from his climax. I rolled over beside him panting with him.

"Fuck, that was amazing", he said looking over at me trying to catch his breath.

"Well you know, vampire tend to suck", I said joking around with him starting to sober up. He hit my arm playfully and laughing at my pun, rolling his eyes.

He got up and started getting dressed, I looked at him weirdly and grabbed his arm from the bed, "Where are you going?"

"I have to get him. Uncle will worry", he said trying to find his shirt. I quickly spotted it in the bed and snatched it before he could.

"Why won't you just stay the night?", I asked playing with his shirt.

"Because I have to get home Gerard", he said trying to grabbed his shirt but failing. He leaned over me and I kissed him laughing a bit, biting my lip. God, he was so fine.

"Promise you'll come back over tomorrow", I said demandingly hold his shirt over my head so he couldn't reach it.

"Anything for you babe", he said snatching his shirt away from me giving me a quick peck before putting it on.

After I walked him to the front door and watched him as he went home, I went back up to my room and started doing a victory dance. 'He's all mine and he's fine too.' I thought to myself falling back onto my bed silently falling asleep with a smile.