It was gonna be angry sex but no just this cause i like pissing people off with cliffhangers even though I'm not gonna be updating this part of the story ;)
You knew what you were doing was wrong but it didn't seem to stop you. You were bored simply - Frank was barely paying attention to you and you haven't had sex in three weeks, which made a change from his usual constant energetic fucking. You and Mikey had a talk the day before - he agreed to flirt with you and get Gerard to mention it to Frank in order to make him jealous. It was bad and you owed Mikey big time if Frank didn't kill him.
You were sitting in your favorite fishnet shirt and shorts, smoking with Mikey. You saw Frank hovering around and you decided to make your move. "Mikey I bet you get loads of girls, you're hot as fuck I'm telling ya." You smirked and touched his chest slightly. "Thanks Y/N I bet Frank's one lucky guy getting you every night." He bit his lip, the plan was working. "Ha the boy barely touches me anymore I don't get what is his problem, we used to fuck constantly, but now I get nothing." You sigh. "He better be careful or else he might lose you to some other guy who can actually fuck you." You giggle. "I know Mikey. I'm gonna sit my room for a while but I'll see you later." You kissed his cheek and walked away, swaying your hips as you went.
Thats it dont hate me
