Cigarettes and Sass (reupload)

Chapter 19

When Gerard woke up early the next morning he couldn't bring himself to leave Frank's arms. He was warm and content and he just felt completely whole entwined around his lover's body. He smiled to himself and nuzzled into Frank's neck, whispering softly that he needed to get to work but no matter how much he tried to convince himself to move he just couldn't do it. The thought of having to get to New York and then do a whole day's work was just too daunting. All he wanted was to stay with Frank and sleep all morning.

Forcing himself to get out of bed Gerard moved to the bathroom to shower and attempt to wake himself up. He was just washing the last of the shampoo from out of his hair when slick arms wrapped around his waist and lips nuzzled against the back of his neck. Gerard jumped in surprise at first but then smiled to himself, exhaling slowly when he felt Frank's cock, already semi-hard pressing against the curve of his ass.

"Frankie?" He purred, tilting his head back and sighing in delight as Frank eagerly kissed and nibbled at the length of his throat. His hands were stroking across Gerard's chest, teasing his nipples and making him moan softly. He could feel himself waking up more, though he stayed relaxed and he grinned quietly.

"I gotta leave in half an hour sugar..."

"I can be quick." Frank smirked, rocking his hips gently against Gerard's ass to rub his cock against him. His erection was growing to full length now and Gerard's own cock perked up at the feeling. He pushed back gently against Frank and groaned in delight when Frank wasted no time in sliding his hand down Gerard's stomach to wrap around his semi and stroke him into an aching erection.

"F – Fuck..." Gerard sighed, arching more against Frank and pushing his hips forward into his slowly pumping fist. "Frankie... Baby, I love you." He smiled softly, Frank turning him round with ease to pin him against the shower wall and smother his lips in a heated, but somehow still tender kiss.

"I love you Gee..." He sighed, mewling as he kissed him long and deep, tongue probing into his mouth and lapping at the roof of his mouth. Gerard groaned as vivid flashbacks of the night before swam through his mind, the way Frank had so expertly rimmed him and he moaned hungrily into Frank's mouth. God, he wanted to feel that again. He wanted to feel so much more than that.

"Frankie... Nnghh... Frank God, I..." His cock was starting to pulse and twitch so hard Frank could easily feel it against his thigh and he smirked, hearing an unspoken request in Gerard's voice and he pulled back slightly, tugging on his lower lip with his teeth.

"What is it baby?" He purred, the hot water of the shower raining down over them and making their skin shine. Their hair was plastered to their foreheads and the nape of their necks, and Frank was really hoping that Gerard was trying to ask what he thought he was. Last night had been incredible for the both of them, and Frank was praying that he had done enough of a good job that some of Gerard's fears surrounding anal sex had disappeared. He wasn't going to push anymore, wanting Gerard to decide for himself from now on exactly how far they went when it came to his body.

Gerard huffed gently against Frank's mouth, moaning weakly and nudging his hips forward so that his cock slid against Frank's wet thigh. He could feel the heat radiating from Frank's own erection and part of him just wanted to join them together and rut hard against one another until they came. But then a bigger part of him wanted something more intimate than that. He considered asking Frank if he thought they could squeeze in a quick fuck before work, but as much as Gerard loved fucking Frank the thought didn't make his cock throb half as much as when he dared to think about the night before.

Gerard wanted Frank's tongue in his ass again, and the thought made his whole body flush with embarrassment.

"Frankie I... I want..." He sighed softly, not sure he could say it. He was certain Frank could tell what he wanted, and he was half expecting him to supply the answer for him like he usually did. But this time he wouldn't do it... Frank kept silent, waiting for Gerard to tell him himself as he kissed and sucked at his neck, driving the artist wild with need. He didn't have time to hesitate or be shy; he knew he could ask Frank this... He knew he could, and he didn't consider himself to be a bashful lover but... he had never asked anyone for something like this before. He was so used to trying to convince people that he really didn't want it, too consumed by his own fear, that now he considered voicing the words he found he couldn't speak them.