woMan Up (frerard)

Chapter 16

It's been so long since I've driven barefoot it feels like summer

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I smiled when Gerard came home, giving me a hug.

"I made cookies," I said.

"Yeah?" He asked curiously. "How come?"

"Because you're so nice and I started on hormone therapy last week and I'm really happy for the first time in my life," I said.

Gerard smiled and gave me a kiss. I pulled him to the kitchen and fed him a cookie.

"Are these oatmeal raisin cookies?" He asked.

"I remember how you told me they were your favorite," I said. "And sometimes when my dad wasn't home my mom would bake with me and her favorite cookies were oatmeal raisin and we would bake them together. This is her recipe."

"These are amazing, Frankie, oh my god," he said.

I giggled and blushed.

"I wanna cuddle," I said.

"Alright, lemme go change first," he said.

I watched him walk away from me and I found myself standing there crying as he left my line of sight. I don't even know why I was crying in the first place. He was barely in there for five minutes before he came out.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He asked.

"I-I don't know!" I sobbed.

He chuckled, holding me close.

"You just walked away and it made me real sad," I whimpered.

"That's the hormones," he said. "You're basically going through a second puberty so you're gonna have some mood swings."

I sniffled and nodded, wiping my eyes. He picked me up and carried me to the couch, sitting down with me in his lap.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I said.

I kissed him softly, pulling him close. I moaned, tangling my hands into his hair. I straddled his hips, slowly rutting down against him.

"Fuck," he muttered.

His hands ran under my shirt before lifting it up, tossing it aside. He unclasped my bra, pulling my body close to his. I rocked my hips down slowly, tangling my hands into his hair.

"I-I want you to fuck me," I whispered.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

I nodded and Gerard picked me up, carrying him to our bedroom. He kissed my neck and I whimpered, tipping my head back.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Gerard asked as he sat up. "I know that you're kind of not your favorite with your body and if it makes you uncomfortable then we don't have to have sex, we can wait until after your surgeries to do it. I don't want you to have sex with me just because you think you need to have sex with me. We don't have to if you don't want to. I love you and I just want to make sure that you're safe."

"Thank you," I said. "But I do want to have sex with you. I love you so much and you really do make me feel better about my body and about myself."

I pulled him down for a kiss and he groaned. He rocked against me slowly and I pulled his shirt off. Things were quickly getting heated between us and I painted heavily, wanting nothing more than the electrifying touch of his skin against mine.

His lips ran over my neck and I shuddered. He kissed down my chest, his lips wrapped around my nipple. I cried out as he sucked softly, practically driving me insane. His hands ran up and down my thighs and I gasped when his his fingers just barely brushed against the bulge in my panties. Gerard kisses down my body even more. He sucked on my inner thighs and I whined loudly.