Tell Me Im an Angel (frerard)

Chapter 10

His words shook me to my core. With the pressure of his hands pinning my wrists to the bed and his leg pressing agaist my jeans, I couldn't help but become flushed and dazed. I brought my eyes to him in between strands hair. The light from behind him from the sun shining through the window cast a devilish shadow over his features. I fully turned to look at him and realized how badly I wanted to kiss him in that moment. Even so, neither one of us moved from that spot. We simply looked into each others eyes and... my god did he look perfect. I don't know what came over me in that moment. Maybe it was the tension in the air due to our postition on the bed, or maybe it was the teen hormones, or maybe it was just because I felt rebelious(or all 3), but I did something in that moment that I could hardly believe. I ripped my wrists from his grasp and in one swift moment with one elbow propping me up, grabbed his cheek and crashed our lips together. It was immediate electricity. All my previous self doubt, worry, and In indecisiveness left my body and flew out the window. The feeling of his lips on mine. The warmth of his cheek. His hair tickling my face. These were the only things I could process. Like the rest of the world didn't exsist. That physical connection was far too short for my liking but we slowly pulled away anyways. He looked down at me and even through the shadows I could see the red radiating  all over his face. I tried to stifle a giggle looking at his now beet red face, but with little luck.

  "Yeah yeah, laugh it up. It's not like you're any better," he said shyly.

I then realized that my face felt incredibly hot and was probably just as bad or even worse. Then the second wave of realization came flooding in and I felt my face get even hotter. 

"Oh my god. I can't believe I just did that..." I whispered. 

"I can't deny that i'm a little suprised as well," he said in response. "Sooo what does this mean for me?"

I looked up at him with a bit of confusion. He must have understood my look because he continued.

"Well. Ya know... Since I liked it."

"Oh uhh well," I said turning away shyly. " I guess that means that you like guys to some extent at least."

"Oh ok. Yeah I guess I do." He said matter of factly.

He got up from the bed and stretched his arms out before asking me what I wanted for breakfast.

"Whatever you are willing to make will be perfect." I said as I stared at him with awe at his muscles peeking through the bottom of his shirt.

"Pancakes it is then." He replied.

Gerard walked out of the room leaving me to process what had just happened between us. He definitely seemed like the type to make the first move so why was it me that ended up kissing him? Did he not really want to kiss me? Is that why he didn't go first? Was I being too hard on myself? He said he enjoyed it but maybe he only liked it because he hasn't gotten action in a while and he would take what he could get. That didn't seem likely considering he was hot. Not even just from my viewpoint. Lots of girls liked him. He had a cute smile, beautiful eyes, a strong jawline, a don't-care attitude, and a soft silky voice. I wonder what his voice sounds like when he sings... probably amazing just like the rest of him. I covered my face with my arms to hide my upcoming blush from nobody in particular. I slid off the bed and dragged myself to the bathroom to wash up before meeting with Gee for breakfast.

"Wow, they smell great Gee." I said, coming down the stairs.

"Good thing because i'm just about done."

I leaned against the counter next to him and watched him finish cooking. He gave me side glances and couldn't stop himself from smiling whenever our eyes met. He turned off the stove after putting the last pancake on a plate for us. 

*******Gerards POV********

I couldn't move from that spot because I knew I would meet his eyes again and now I had nothing to distract my wondering mind with. That kiss, as small is it was, set something off inside me. He looked so cute leaning there against the counter with messy hair. He smelled good. Probably from using the lavander soap my mom bought for me and Mikey. That mixed with his natural scent was undeniably intoxicating. There were so many things I wanted to do in that moment but I held back. Poor Franky doesn't realize how much I want him all to myself......

"Fuck it!" I Exclaimed, grabbing him and crashing our lips together.

********Franky POV*********

I felt weak and small under his grasp but I felt the fire charging through his body and didn't dare try to resist. I didn't want too. His hands snaked behind my neck and back. I was shorter and he obviously could tell it was hard for me to reach him comfortably so he lifted my up by the waist and rested me on a clean section of the countertop before quickly placing himself between my legs and continuing our makeout session. I could hardly believe myself. I never considered myself to be a very sexual person but I could feel myself wanting more and more every second. The fire within use refused to let up and before I knew it, his tongue had fought it's way to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran one of my hands through his hair. I tugged lightly on his hair and he let out a low raspy moan.

"I didn't know you knew how to do those types of things Franky." He whispered into my ear causing me to sigh softly.

"But if you want to play like that," He continued, "I have a couple of tricks up my sleeve as well."

He brought his lips down on my ear and placed a gentle kiss, sending a shiver down my spine. He dragged his lips slightly lower and placed another gentle kiss. I was curious about what he was doing exactly but I was not about to stop him. His lips found their way to my neck where me placed another slow, soft kiss on my skin before biting down roughly. Not enough to cause bleeding, but enough to cause me to let out a sensual gasp. I was far too "In the mood" to want to stop but Gee pulled away laughing with pink still covering his cheeks.

"My my Franky, you really are too much. Well we should eat before the pancakes get cold don't ya think!" He said turing away and walking towards the plate with a devilish smile on his face, knowing full well that he had left me a mess on the counter. 

I looked like I had just got done running a marathon because I was red all across my cheeks and nose and was breathing rapidly with a dazed, wanting look towards Gee. I was a little upset that he had just left me while I was still in the moment but I played it as cool as possible. I slid off the counter and walked to him, holding the plate. I felt sassy so I just grabbed one off the top and bit straight into it as I walked towards the couch and sat down. I could hear him from behind me chuckling to himself. 

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A/N

Well my wonderful killjoys, the smut is joining the mix! From this point on, I will let you know beforehand if there's going to be anything beyond what was featured in this chapter in the way of sexual content. Either way I hope you enjoyed and also HAPPY late HALLOWEEN!!!! I love Halloween so it sorta sucks that its only one day a year *tears*. I will see allz of yallz next chapter!

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