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Frank Iero slams the shotglass down, leaning forward excitedly to kiss his beautiful boyfriend.
What better way to start the new year than by ditching their friends and fucking in their new room?
"Frank, don't you think you've drank a little too much...?" Gerard is concerned, his voice slightly deeper and much more slurred than usual. He's drunk too. The precautious kind.
Frank shakes his head, moans softly, and kisses Gerard while he stands. He plops down again, this time in Gerard's lap. Gerard is sitting on the table, a keyboard beside him, as well as a pile of written chords, Frank's chords.
Frank pushes them off and plants his hand in their place, attaching his lips to Gerard's neck.
Gerard moans, his head spinning and his hips bucking up. Frank uses his other hand to grope at Gerard, his hand grabbing at his boyfriend's cock through his tight skinny jeans.
Gerard's eyes are rolled back, his hands fumbling at his jeans to unbutton them, not bothering to unzip them as he pushes them past his thighs.
"Fuck, fuck, Frank..." He moans, rutting his hips up into Frank's grasp, Frank's already slick fingers squeezing Gerard's cock.
Frank sucks at Gerard's neck, his hand moving from where it had pushed the sheets away to Gerard's neck, tilting his head so that he had to look at Frank.

"Gerard. Gerard, baby. Baby." Frank slurred, his lips leaving sloppy kisses all over Gerard's face, biting at his jaw.
Gerard only gasps, his cock twitches in Frank's hand as he jerks him off, his tan fingers pumping at Gerard just as sloppily as he'd been kissing Gerard.
Gerard's knuckles are white as he squeezes the edge of the table, his moans grow louder as he grows closer and closer. His cock is flushed and achingly, oh-so-hard, but he's oh-so-close.

"Frank, stop. Stop, Frank, move.." Gerard mutters and pushes Frank back so that he can stand.
Frank doesn't question it, especially not when Gerard begins kissing him again, pushing his jeans off and Frank towards the bed.
"Down, boy..." He giggles, and Frank falls back onto the bed, his back supported by at least 6 pillows. Gerard deemed them necessary. Nights like this, Frank didn't complain.
Frank leans into the pillows and rubs his face, as if attempting to sober up. His head is spinning, his cock twitches in response to every little touch, begging for release.
Hell, Gerard could have rubbed his thighs for a bit and he'd cum all over his pretty pink cheeks.
Instead, Gerard crawls onto the bed, his lips pressing against Frank's ankle.
He kisses it softly, then the other, and he moves up, doing the same as he does.
He kisses Frank's calf, his other, then both of his knees, the bend of them, and several small, hot kisses are placed to Frank's thighs.
At this point, Frank's moans are loud and drawled out, hitching occasionally when Gerard nips at his skin. Frank's hands are heavy as he lifts them, but he manages to shove them into Gerard's hair, whichever Gerard his hands reached first.
He tried to watch him, he really did. But at the moment, there are three Gerards and every one of them has his tongue out, leaning forward to lap at Frank's three fucking cocks.
He squeezes his eyes shut and tugs at Gerard's hair, panting and swallowing heavily as Gerard takes him in his mouth, bobbing his head as he sucks in, his pink lips circling perfectly around Frank's cock.
Frank couldn't see, but he certainly knew what Gerard looked like now, he knew that Gerard was watching him.
Gerard swallowed around Frank's cock, his spit beginning to gather as his chin and dripping from it as he sucks Frank's cock, feels Frank's fists tighten in his hair, hears Frank's breath hitch, sees Frank's little pink tongue jut out to wet his lils or bite at the ring there, his hips bucking up to meet Gerard's lips.

Gerard finds this oh-so-beautiful. He's never seen a man quite as beautiful as Frank like this, or even Frank in general.
Frank's wearing a necklace. A long, silver chain with a cross dangling from it; a gift from his religious mother.
Gerard hums, making Frank gasp, his hips moving much faster than they had been.
Gerard stops and sits up, smiles at the drawled whine that passes Frank's slightly parted lips.

"Gerard, baby. Baby." Frank repeats himself, the only word he seems to know when he's this drunk. "Baby...baby..."

His hands move, grasping at Gerard's shirt instead, tugging it forward and off as Gerard raises himself, hovers over Frank's lap, sits, moans with Frank, their hands somehow finding each other's.
Frank's hands pull Gerard's over his head, dropping them onto the headboard, which Gerard gladly squeezes, Frank's lips running over the bend of his elbows and up his arms to his shoulders, their lips reconnecting as Frank lifts Gerard.
He holds him, raises himself to fuck into him, kisses Gerard's neck and moans into it, repeating himself.
"Baby, baby....Fuck, baby.."
Gerard's moans mixing with Frank's, his hips moving to meet Frank's, bouncing on his lap with lewd, wet smacks.
Frank's going insane at this point, Gerard's warmth driving him there, his cock twitches and Gerard moans in response, his muscles tightening as he reaches for his cock, sloppily jerking himself off.
He cums, moaning into Frank's ear as he lets go of himself, clawing at Frank instead.
Frank cums in Gerard, his teeth sinking into Gerard's neck as he moans, ending in a whine as Gerard pulls off, taking Frank's cock in his hand, milking the poor guy, the last of his cum streaking across Gerard's stomach as he moans, bringing his fingers up and shoving them in his mouth. He sucks at them, with Frank's hazel eyes watching him, and a smirk spreading across his face.
"Frank?" He coos, kissing his boyfriend's cheek. Frank hums softly, as if he can't form any coherent words.
Gerard continues anyway.
"Frank, your mother's going to be so mad... You got my cum on her necklace..."
He leans forward, taking the cross in his mouth, sucking at the metal while Frank watches, his eyes never once leaving Gerard's lips.
He tilts his head back, the chan tugs at Frank's neck, and Gerard opens his mouth, letting the spit-slicked cross slide down his tongue and fall back onto Frank's  chest.
"Oh baby.."

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