Denial (Frerard)

Chapter 10

It was the next day, around eleven at night and Gerard was currently sprawled on the bed, Frank on top of him grinding their crotches together.

"Want me to fuck you, little boy? That what you want?" Frank growled into Gerard's ear.

"P-please, daddy. Need you." Gerard whined, eyebrows furrowed and head tilted back.

Frank smirked before stirring back and tugging off his boxers. He grabbed Gerard's hips in his tattooed hands and flipped the boy over, pulling him up slightly after so that his ass was in the air. Frank moaned lightly at the sight, moving Gerard's panties to the side before spitting in his palm to slick himself.

"Prep, honey?"

"N-no, please, daddy; just want you."

Frank nodded to himself before lining up with Gerard's hole. He pushed in slowly, making sure Gerard was okay the whole time. Once he was buried completely in Gerard's tight heat he stilled using every ounce of self control in his being.

"You okay, sweetheart?"

"Move p-please, daddy."

Frank pulled out slowly before thrusting back in with a snap of his hips, letting out a groan in the process. Gerard whimpered slightly from the sting, but the position he was in meant that it didn't hurt so bad.

As Franks movements became quicker, Gerard found himself panting and letting out soft, breathy moans every time Franks hips met his ass. Frank's fingertips were digging into Gerard's chubby hips, surely leaving bruises; but Gerard was loving every second of it.

Frank was hitting Gerard's prostate every time, he was so close to the edge but he just needed something more. It was as if Frank read his mind when he pulled one of his hands away to lay a sharp smack on Gerard's bum. The skin rippled under Franks touch and it was the hottest thing Frank has ever seen.

Gerard let out a high pitched scream as he came all over Frank's blood red sheets, the hit had set him off; that was what he needed.

Frank was still grunting behind him, pulling out reluctantly. He started quickly jacking off, kneading Gerard's ass with his free hand. He came over the pale flesh and the slight red tint of his handprint left on the unblemished skin, a deep, guttural moan leaving his parted lips.

He collapsed beside Gerard, pulling his boy close and kissing his shoulder blade gently.

"You okay, baby?"

"Mhm, thank you, daddy." Gerard muttered sleepily with Frank chuckling in reply.

The pair lay together in a comfortable silence, cuddling and occasionally sharing kisses. It was peaceful and neither of them wished to be anywhere else; however, that silence was broken by harsh knocking on the door downstairs. Frank ran a hand down his face and groaned before rolling out of bed and pulling on a pair of boxers.

"Be right back, sugar." Gerard mumbled something intelligible in response as Frank walked downstairs. He rolled around in the bed slightly, almost falling asleep before a very distressed looking Frank came into the room.

"Daddy? What's wrong?" Gerard was suddenly more awake.

"It's.. it's Cassie. She's back early."

Gerard's eyes widened in slight fear, he heard footsteps rapidly approaching the bedroom and he thought he might cry.

"Dad, can I-" Cassie was immediately silenced when she saw Gerard bundled up in Frank's bedsheets, her eyes changed from shock to disgust in mere seconds.

"What the fuck? Why are you here, fag? Did you seriously try to get back at me by sleeping with my dad? You're fucking disgusting." She turned to Frank before starting again. "And you! Why would you want that.. that slut."

Gerard felt the tears spilling out of his eyes but he ignored them, his mouth hanging open slightly as he tried to force words to leave his lips but they wouldn't; luckily Frank understood.

"Leave him alone, Cassie. He's not trying to get back at you. He's not disgusting. He's not a fag. Why are you back so early?"

"I had an argument with mom, I didn't want to be in the house with her new boyfriend."

"And why is that?" Frank sighed with a raised eyebrow.

"He's a fucking faggot! Bisexual or whatever the fuck, I don't want to be in the same house as one of them."

"I hate to break it to you but you've been living with one your whole life, now please go back to your room and leave me and my boyfriend to our own devices." Cassie looked between Gerard and Frank, spluttering slightly before storming out the the room. They could just make out the sound of he front door slamming shut, before Frank came over to Gerard once again.

"Hey.. hey, little boy. Don't cry, it's okay." Frank wiped away the tear stains on Gerard's rosy cheeks before enveloping him in his arms, rocking them back and forth.

"I-I'm sorry, daddy."

"What're you sorry for, Prince?" Frank asked gently.

"M-messing things up."

"No, kitten. You didn't do anything, her views are just distorted and that's not your fault."

"Now she's gonna tell everyone." Gerard whimpered slightly, burying his face further into Franks chest. Frank shushed him and continued rubbing up and down Gerard's back, eventually lulling him to sleep.

Frank set Gerard down gently, pulling the covers over his shoulders and pressing a kiss to his forehead before wandering over to his dresser, picking up his phone and going out into the hallway; ringing Cassie's mother.

"Hey, Frank." He heard after a few rings.

"Hi, I'm sorry about what happened. Is she with you?"

"Yeah, she's here; said you were with your boyfriend?" Frank bit his lip slightly.

"Uh- yeah." Frank muttered into the phone.

"When did that happen?"

"Little while ago, it's a long story. Anyway, please try and speak some sense into her." He tried to change the subject.

"She's locked herself in her room right now, but tomorrow morning we're going to have a chat with her. Hopefully we can meet eye to eye."

"Thank you, uh- bye." Frank said awkwardly.

"Bye." She hung up after that. Frank walked back into his room and slipped back into bed, pulling Gerard close who subconsciously settled in his arms. Pressing a kiss to his hair, Frank fell asleep.