FRERARD/RIKEY SMUT

(Rough Sex) SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!

Gerrard's POV: (Imagine Bullets era, since I haven't done Bullets yet, I don't think.)
Frank's hands were all over me. He was palming me, looking me in the eye as he sucked on my sweet spot right below my ear. He takes his other hand and holds my hip close as we stand against the wall. I pull his jacket off and he pulls my shirt off before quickly resuming the kiss. He palmed me rougher, harder. His kisses dipped lower to my chest, navel and V-line. He pulled my hair before he sucked me through the fabric of my boxers. Then, he pulled them down to tease me by agonizingly stroking me.
"Mhmmmmm!" I bit my lip hard feeling his mouth on my dick. His tongue dipped in the slit spreading the precum around a but earning a low groan from me. All the while, he hummed and didn't gag once. Pretty soon butterflies formed in my stomach buzzing more than ever. Suddenly, a pop came from below me and the cold air hit my throbbing erection without Frank's mouth.
He smirked, "Didn't think I'd let you off that easy did you." I whimpered.
"Aah!" I screamed as he pushed into me painfully. Without giving me to time to adjust, he finds a fast pace. We almost never prep because of how often we fuck. He stroked me, letting out low growls and moans. My nails found their way down his back, which now trickled with blood. This is how we liked it most nights, rough. He started to stroke me faster hitting my prostate and making me cum in no time. He came soon after inside me, then smiled.
He had left love bites all over me, along with bruises. His back was bruised with nail marks with a couple of deep marks. We both had marked each other as our own.

Sorry for this, it was rushed. I'll try to update soon and get back into a routine. I've been going to a therapist lately, my parents forced me to go the part couple of weeks, too. I overdosed on pills last week (aspirin) and dumped my prescription down the sink. So, of course my drug test came back negative, and thus granted the therapist. BTW if you have problems please message me. I'd love to talk. (On Wattpad or at kortniecollins05@gmail.com)

Again, sorry if it sucks or doesn't make sense. I may do a chapter tomorrow about Bert and Gerard. Bye, Smut Sluts!