October thirty-first, 2011. Frank Iero's thirtieth birthday, and there was no ring on his finger. Years ago, he had made a pact with his best friend, now secretly boyfriend, Gerard Way that if Frank was not married by thirty they would marry each other.
They were playing a sold-out show that night; everyone wanted to come and celebrate Frank's birthday. The show was absolutely phenomenal. The crowd was cheering, Gerard was as sexy as ever, and Frank had once again nearly fallen into the crowd because of how energetic he was.
"Alright everybody," Gerard spoke into the microphone after they had finished the last song, "that was the last of the songs, but I'm not done yet." He chuckled and waved Frank over to where he was standing on the stage. Gerard hadn't told anyone about this, so this was a completely unexpected event.
Frank made his way to Gerard, his guitar hanging in front of him. The redhead got down on one knee in front of him and wiggled the ring box out of the pocket in his skinny jeans. He brought the microphone to his mouth and spoke as the crowd went silent. "Now, I know this is unexpected, but I've got to do this. Frank, we've been dating since, what, 2004? Yeah, that's it. You've always been there for me, and I want to live the rest of my life with you. So, Frank Iero, are you ready to become," He opened the box and presented a ring to him, "Frank Iero-Way?"
The crowd cheered as Frank covered his mouth with both hands, nodding quickly. Gerard broke out into a smile and slipped the ring on Frank's finger, hugging him tightly. Once they broke away, Gerard picked Frank up bridal style and smiled at the crowd, letting Frank take the microphone.
Frank chuckled and spoke into the microphone. "We're gonna go have some celebratory sex, so goodnight everybody!" Gerard laughed as he carried Frank off stage. While he was walking, Frank whispered in his ear. "You were bad, treating Master like a sub and picking him up. You're getting a special treatment from Master tonight, understand?"
Gerard shivered and nodded, walking to their shared dressing room. He set Frank on the big chaise lounge they had and stood before him. "What would you like me to do, sir?"
Frank smirked. "Go to the closet, get that special black lingerie set you bring everywhere. Including the ropes, leash, and collar. Now." He chuckled and sat back.
Quickly, the redhead did as he was told, getting everything he was asked to retrieve.
"Now, change into it. Right here in front of Master." Frank kept his eyes on him. Once again, Gerard did as he was told without question, despite being a bit unhappy with his body. He was still annoyed that his thighs rubbed together a bit and that he still had extra skin; In Frank's opinion though, he was absolutely perfect the way he is.
Gerard finally finished getting into the lacey, leathery lingerie Frank had gotten him a while back. Frank loved it, how the sheer black thigh highs hugged his thighs, how the panties still hugged his hips, the way the little bralette was perfectly flat and strapped to the panties via a leather strap connecting the two. From what Frank could tell, the only thing holding the thigh highs up were the leather garter belts connected to the panties.
Frank held his hand out for the collar which Gerard quickly handed to him. The dom attached the collar to the sub's neck, latching the leash onto it as well. "Now kneel on this," Frank stood up, holding the leash handle and pointing to the chaise lounge. Gerard quickly kneeled on the piece of furniture with his hands next to each other behind his back; the usual position. "Good boy." Frank smirked and tied his wrists together, then tied his arms to his sides.
He pushed Gerard forward onto the couch, his beautiful ass sticking in the air. Frank quickly stripped himself and kneeled behind him, grabbing the leash again. He pulled it to assert dominance, to which Gerard responded with yelp and a, "Yes, Master?"
"Good boy. You want lube or no? And what about stretching, or is master's cock big enough to do that on its own?" Frank looked down at him. He wasn't usually up to giving him an option, but they had just gotten engaged, and he felt like being nice.
"I-I just want Master, sir. All of him." Gerard blushed slightly and closed his eyes tightly, waiting for him to enter his ass.
Frank chuckled and smirked. "Oh? Alright, whatever you want, Gee." He quickly slid the panties down and slid into him with no warning, immediately going in balls deep. This earned a sharp gasp and moan from Gerard, making the sub arch his restrained back.
Over and over, the tattooed man thrusted hard and deep into his beautiful fiance, making the older man scream slutty moans of pleasure. They heard the couch creak with every thrust. Soon, Gerard was close to coming.
"Ah- Master, I need to come, please!" He screamed, arching his back and flicking his head back.
Frank yanked on the leash and leaned over whilst thrusting, growling low in his ear. "You think I would let you come so soon? After being so dominant of your Master?" He harshly bit and suced on his neck, pulling the leash hard and thrusting harder.
Gerard flushed a bright read and shook his head a bit. "N-No sir, I'm sorry, it was bad of me. Please, It's starting to hur- ah!" He was cut off by yet another hard yank on the leash.
"Another rule broken, you never tell Master what to do." Frank growled again and clawed at his back, yanking the leash hard.
He kept thrusting despite Gerard's pleads to come. Finally, the tattooed man gave in. "Ugh, fine, but only after I do first, understood?" Gerard nodded quickly and desperately, waiting for that familiar sensation of his master releasing into him.
After a few more powerful thrusts, Frank came inside of Gerard with a loud, low moan. Gerard came mere seconds after that, most likely permanently staining the couch.
Frank pulled out and panted, sitting down on the couch. He untied Gerard and took the collar and leash off, setting them aside. He laid next to the redhead, wrapping his arms around him. "Now," Frank started, "Have you learned your lesson, Gerard?"
Gerard nodded softly and cuddled into his chest, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Yes sir." Frank sighed and held him close. Then, a knock sounded at the door, along with Mikey's voice.
"Gerard, Frank, I know you're kinky, but these walls are like paper. Keep it down."
