Chapter 27: Where the Wild Thing Are

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***Bert***

"Your home early today Master McCracken."

"Yes, Mr. Wentz, one of my meetings ended early and I had nothing left to do, but paperwork. Have you seen Gerard?"

"I believe Master Way and Master Iero are in the garden."

"Really? Well, that is impressive!"

"Sir?"

"Never mind. I think I will finish up my work in the Study."

"Very good sir, shall I bring you anything?"

"No, I think I will join everyone for dinner later on."

Robert headed to the Study and placed his valise next to the desk. He pulled out his paperwork and set it on the desk. It was a beautiful day out and the curtains were still closed making the room dark and gloomy. Robert headed to the window and pulled the heavy curtains open. He opened the window a little and light breeze floated in along with a scream. Robert knew that was Gerard and panicked. He thought it was too early for him to be in the garden and he argued with Frank about it before he went to bed last night. Frank insisted that he could handle it.

"Well, I guess he does not know Gerard as well as he thinks he does."

Robert smirked as he muttered this aloud and headed to the kitchen door to rescue Gerard. He walked out and was hit with the scent of the roses. He walked by them and remembered the bouquet that he had waiting inside for Gerard. Peter was putting them in water and placing them in his room at this very moment. Robert passed the fruit and vegetable garden and grabbed himself a hand full of snap beans. He popped them into his mouth as he rounded the corner where he stopped short and started to choke on them. He ducked back around the building quickly and threw them up along with the rest of his lunch from earlier. He coughed and sputtered on his hands and knees. He could not have witnessed what he just saw! It was impossible! He carefully rounded the corner again to stay hidden and was greeted by the same sight. Frank and Gerard in the middle of the wildflowers fucking!

Robert had never seen Gerard behaving like this before. He looked like a common whore writhing on top of Frank, but then again he didn't. In the sunlight surrounded by the wildflowers, he looked beautiful, almost goddess-like. Robert wanted to turn away, but he couldn't. He could barely see Frank and although he knew it was dangerous and he could get caught, he had to see more. He had to know what Frank was doing to cause Gerard that much pleasure. Robert slipped in between the bushes along the house and moved towards the area they were in. From here he had a much better angle. He could not go any further since the bushes ended at an open space with more flowers and the tree that partly shaded them. He was diagonal from them now with a partial view of Frank's upped body and almost all of Gerard. The first thing he noticed was that Gerard was tied up. Not tied up, but his hands were bound behind his back. Robert could see that is was not even a simple knot, but a complex thing of, well beauty. It left Gerard's fingers to flex, but his wrists were bound together so that the fingers were turned out. The ropes coiled around more like a bracelet. Robert had to admit he was impressed with Frank's skills. Wait, what the fuck was he thinking?! Gerard shouldn't be tied up like that! That meant this was happening against his will....right? The noises from Gerard did not indicate this though. If anything the rope seemed to turn him on more as he flexed and strained from it. Robert was spellbound. He was shaken from his thoughts when Frank's voice broke through Gerard's panting noises.

"Fuck Gee, you look so good riding me. Watching your cock bob up and down while you drop down hard on me. If I freed your hands I would guess they would be digging into my thighs or caressing your own body, maybe running through your hair. Don't you wish you had the use of your arms right now? Well, you can keep wishing because it isn't happening. I love watching you trapped like this. You never know what I am going to do to you and you have no control of it, but you like that don't you. We already established this."

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