To Cast Turpentine Kisses (A Frerard Student/Teacher)

Chapter 21

One day Gerard steals a girl's skirt from the front office's Lost and Found box. He sees it and he is just like oh man, oh man, oh man, ohmanohmanohman. He totally stares at Frank all day in class like >:) >:) >:) and Frank is like UH OH~ because he knows something is up but he's pretty much getting turned on just by seeing the smug-ass smile on Gerard's face. Frank goes over to his place that night and Gerard doesn't touch him at all, just makes him shave his legs. Which is pretty weird because the only other time they've done this it was right before the Christmas holidays so Frank didn't have to worry about anybody else seeing it, but he has school the next day. He wants to mention this to Gerard but Gerard's just looking at him with one of those looks which means he knows exactly what he's doing, so Frank doesn't say anything, just scoots farther down in the bathtub to reach his ankles with the razor while Gerard twirls the damp hair at the base of his neck.

Gerard doesn't touch Frank after that, either, just towels him off and sends him home with instructions not to touch himself. So Frank has to go the entire next day at school feeling the scratchy material of his uniform slacks rubbing against his legs every time he walks or moves or breathes and he wants to squirm. And he has gym, too, so he has to wear his little uniform and run around and hope none of the guys notice. None of them do, thankfully, but Frank knows Gerard knows he has gym before art class so there'd be a chance of Frank getting caught. He doesn't know if he's pissed off or turned on even more.

In art class Gerard just smirks at him. Frank's dying. Frank has to wait in his seat until everybody else has cleared out mostly because he's pretty sure his erection is pretty damn obvious right about now and he doesn't need any of his classmates seeing THAT. And Gerard just SMIRKS at him. He says goodbye to all the departing students and even takes an agonizingly long time to talk to one student about his upcoming submission to the local art gallery. Finally, though, he closes and locks the door and turns off the light, although the daylight outside means it's still bright enough to see. He sits back down in his chair and smirks at Frank, and Frank can't help but think of that first day in the classroom when Gerard told him Frank didn't know what he was asking for.

"Come here, Frank."

Frank gets out of his chair and slowly approaches the desk. His skin is twitching with how badly he wants Gerard to touch him right now.

"Take off your pants and shoes."

Frank fumbles at the buckle of his belt and sends his pants dropping to the floor around his ankles. He steps out of them and kicks them to the side, his socks and shoes following. He stands up straight, then, and stares back at Gerard. He's still in his boxers and school shirt and tie and his feet are freezing on the cold tile.

"Come here."

Frank takes a few steps forward and Gerard reaches out to slowly grasp his tie, pulling at him until Frank follows his lead and crawls into his lap. He fits his legs into the chair so that they're pressed to the outside of Gerard's thighs, squeezing tightly. His erection is firmly pressed against the fabric of Gerard's dress shirt. Gerard wraps Frank's tie around his hand until Frank's close enough to kiss, Gerard holding him in place. It's forceful and Frank opens his mouth up to him immediately, desperately trying not to make a noise. Gerard brings his other hand down to grasp Frank's leg and runs his hand all up and down the smooth skin of his thigh, up under the hem of his boxer shorts, until his fingers are just inches from the base of Frank's cock.

Frank has to break away from the kiss for a second to pant, Jesus, it's taking everything in his power not to writhe up against Gerard right now and bring himself off against his chest. Finally, though, Gerard makes a little comforting sound and slips his free hand through the front of his boxers to grasp at his cock. Frank moans and presses into the touch, digging his face into the crook of Gerard's neck and shoulder and panting wet breaths against the fabric of his shirt. He can totally feel Gerard's erection through his pants and Gerard's jacking him off and whispering all of these filthy dirty things into his ear and sucking on his neck and guhhhhhh. He's totally about to come when Gerard pushes Frank off of him and Frank is going to CRY, okay, OH MY GOD but Gerard just pushes him back until he's sitting on Gerard's desk behind him and Gerard can jack him off so that when he orgasms he can writhe it out on the desk, totally knocking some of the shit off as he comes apart and scrabbles to hold on.

Frank's too out of it to even really realize that Gerard's gotten himself off, too, while Frank was still coming down. He kind of stares blearily up at Gerard and Gerard smiles at him and crawls up on the desk until he's over him and Frank sucks the come off of Gerard's fingers while he whispers in his ear to bring a tube of lipstick over to his house tonight. And of course Frank has to go buy a tube of lipstick, which is pretty humiliating, which he knows Gerard would know, but he does it anyway because Gerard asked him to. When he shows up at Gerard's place later that night Gerard looks like he wants to EAT HIM ALIVE.

He makes Frank go into the bathroom but leave the door open while he strips down to his shirt and tie and makes him put on the skirt and nothing else. He comes in and stands behind Frank and watches him while he puts on the eyeliner and lipstick and he runs a hand up underneath the skirt to start rubbing at Frank's dick, and Frank's hand shudders and he almost stabs himself in the eye with the pencil but manages to keep going. When he's done Gerard thumbs over his red lips until Frank sucks his fingers in to his mouth, and Gerard bucks up against his ass and he's already hard, and he ends up fucking him over the bathroom counter against the mirror where Frank can look at himself all smeared and flushed and with big, exaggerated dark eyes and he can see the look on Gerard's face as he comes hard and slams his hand on the mirror.

And then Gerard reaches around and jacks Frank off till he comes, and Gerard turns him and lifts him to put him on the counter up against the mirror, and the skirt is all rucked up at the top of his thighs but Gerard wraps Frank's legs around his waist and they make out for what seems like hours and when Gerard finally pulls back he's flushed and his mouth is probably as red as Frank's.