Headfirst for You

Ch 10 Frank is Picasso

The kids were exhausted when they returned and all Gerard wanted to do was not move from the car and sleep in the back with Frank under the stars and blankets.

So Amy was able to persuade the parents as long as she stayed in the car to help avoid suspicion. Mikey decided to join too in his Batman pajamas.

"So what was France like? Were the girls pretty?" Mikey sat on the seat in the front next to Amy.

Gerard and Frank laughed and nodded. "They were smokin'." Frank secretly joked, making Gerard bust up and bury his face in the blankets. "They were angles."

Amy just smiled and shook her head as she hooked the top on the car. It was too cold to keep it down so instead they put it up and brought flashlights.

Frank laid down on the back seat as Gerard stayed sitting up.

"Mikey you should sleep." Amy turned off the lights and zipped up her sleeping bag. Mikey nodded and disappeared behind the back of the seat, leaving Gerard to freely fall onto Frank's chest.

Frank covered their heads with a blanket and kissed Gerard.

"What was that for?" Gerard smiled, even though Frank couldn't see it.

"Nothing, I just love the way you kiss me." Frank whispered and reached under Gerard's shirt to run his back.

"Good night."

"Good night."

"Hey Gerard?"

"Yeah?"

"I had fun in Europe with you."

"Me too."

"No, like, I loved it. I loved being with you." Frank kissed Gerard where he first kissed him, under his jaw on Gerard's left side.

Gerard felt himself get heated up when Frank said those words and squeeze his side.

Frank started smiling against Gerard's skin and laughed a little. "Is that you down there?" He referred to the growing presence in Gerard's pants.

"Who else dumbass?" Gerard felt embarrassed.

Frank moved a bit and started sucking on Gerard's collar bone, feeling the object get worse.

"Frank!" Gerard hissed as quiet as he could.

"It won't show. Bedsides, your brother and sister are sleeping with headphones." Frank continued sucking and nibbling, licking here and there as the taste of metal rose up, not entirely piercing through the skin but teasing it, and calmed the panic in Gerard. "Just wear a sweater tomorrow."

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Gerard woke up to someone ripping the covers off.

"Fuck! What? What happened?" He shot up and hit his head on the car ceiling. "Shit!"

Frank bursted into giggles and helped Gerard climb out. "Oh fuck man! I didn't mean for you to hurt yourself! Shit that was funny!"

"No! No it wasn't!" Gerard felt his head, "That fucking hurt..."

"Aww, I'm sorry. Come here babe." Frank pulled Gerard in and hugged him tight, swaying side to side.

"Where's my mom?"

"Getting breakfast stuff." Frank kissed Gerard's cheek.

"I didn't even hear you leave." Gerard pouted.

"Yeah, you were out." Frank reached to Gerard's collar and pulled down. "Mm, look at that. I'm like fucking Picasso." He rubbed the bruised blemish he left last night with his thumb, biting his lip.

Gerard kissed Frank and tugged on his lip ring a bit, making Frank moan a bit. "Come on, I'm cold."

The two made their way inside and found Linda in the kitchen making eggs and bacon.

"Traitor!" Frank exclaimed.

"They're not for me!" Linda mocked and kissed Frank's head. "Good morning monster."

"Morning."

Gerard walked up his house stairs to run into Donald.

"Hey, you might want to change your shirt otherwise mom's gonna flip." Donald pointed at the red mark on Gerard's collarbone.

Gerard groaned and trudged to his room. "Frank I'm gonna kill you!"

"Uh oh!" Donald laughed as Frank made his way up the stairs.

Frank just laughed and opened Gerard's door to find him taking his shirt off.

"Look at that." Frank grabbed Gerard from behind and kissed the back of his neck. "A one hundred percent blood sucking vampire and he's all mine." Frank rubbed his hands down Gerard's bare chest down to his waistband and played with the hem. "You're just too good."

Gerard blushed as he reached for a shirt in his dresser and pulled it over, making sure it covered his collarbone. "You just can get your hands off me today."

"Nope." Frank smirked and slipped his cold index finger inside the two layers of clothing that made up Gerard's elastic pajama waist band and underwear.

Gerard felt chills rise as Frank rubbed his finger across his abdomen and then slipped his right fingers in to hold onto his lower waist. They tapped and stretched around, getting a feel for the area, moving lower and hooking on the inside of the crook where Gerard's leg started.

"Frank don't." Gerard breathed out and almost sighed in guilty pleasure.

"I'm not going to jack you off, don't worry. That's for my house. I'm just making you wired, that's all." Frank said as he slipped his hand in on the other side.

"Is the door closed?"

"Mhm."

Gerard then leaned his head back into the crook of Frank's neck, feeling relieved. "Shiiiit." He whispered a moan. All he wanted to do was grind against Frank's hand and get jacked off.

"Hard?"

"Mmm." Gerard nodded.

"Yeah, me too." Frank pushed up against Gerard to prove it and started moving from behind.

Gerard turned around and kissed Frank, feeling him push up against him.

"God I could grind you right now." Frank breathed out, rubbing his nose next to Gerard's.

"Yeah?" Gerard asked, his buzzing head bobbing to Frank's rhythmic movements. "Maybe some other time." Gerard smirked and walked away towards his door.

Frank turned around, lost in a haze. He couldn't believe it. Gerard was heated just a few seconds ago and now he was just walking out into the hallway like nothing happened. Frank was catching his breath and staring at Gerard who slipped on a jacket.

And right as he was about to calm down, Gerard turned around and pretended to jack off for a split second, rolling his eyes back, opening his mouth, and moving his hand up and down with two swift movements and then walked away with a smirk, leaving Frank to try his best to not let his brain corrode and bleed out.