Toxic- frerard

Three

Gerard Way was stunned. He didn't have time to process the events of what happened when he got home last night because he'd been fucked so good that he fell asleep.

But when he awoke this morning, the memory hit him like an on coming truck. He was so adamant on not having sex with Frank yet he did. It was like Frank had mind fucked him into it or something.

Gerard Way's shift started at 1pm, so he had an hour to doll himself up and have a coffee. His mind couldn't help but wander back to Frank.

Because fuck was he hot and the best sex he'd ever had. Then again, Frank had some flaws, like being extraordinarily creepy. See, usually if someone were to kidnap Gerard he'd go to the police but at this point the redhead just wanted to be kidnapped again.

Maybe blind folded and cuffed this time though.

Gerard rolled out of bed immediately making his way to the coffee machine. The machine put him behind a week in rent and also took like 20 lap dances to buy but it was most definitely worth it.

The sweet coffee the machine greeted him with in the morning was Gerard's fuel and most definitely the only thing that could get him out of bed.

But then again, if Frank was stood at the end of the bed Gerard would most likely jump from the covers on to Franks di-

"Cut it out, Gerard." He cursed himself, shaking his head and taking a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

He glanced around at his apartment which he was pretty satisfied with up until last night. His apartment was pretty small but it was fine to live in but compared to Franks castle it felt so much more smaller.

He lived in a pretty shitty area as well it most likely wasn't safe but it was all he could afford when he moved out of Bob's house.

Gerard sat at his pink make up table and began to do his makeup. He only wore some lashes, a bit of highlight and lipgloss, he never really went full beat he thought that was too feminine.

Then again, he did wear fur coats and lace panties but whatever.

He decided today he'd just wear a black lace two piece with some black, mesh thigh high socks. Of course he wore a cropped jumper and shorts over it though, as confident as Gee was he didn't really fancy walking the streets half naked.

That's when Gerard realised he'd be walking to work as well, which meant he had to leave like right now. Due to Frank stealing him he'd left his car at work and was honestly praying he didn't have a ticket.

He sighed, taking one last look at his ass in the mirror and leaving his apartment. He really wasn't in the mood for a shift of serving drinks to weird men, all he really wanted to do was fuck about with Frank.

Gerard began to realise he'd probably never see Frank again. I mean, the only thing men want is sex and Gerard gave it him on their first date. Why would he stick around?

His thoughts were cut short by the blare of a horn that startled the redhead so much so he dropped their flask of coffee on the floor.

"Asshole!" Gerard shouted as a Tesla with tinted windows pulled up towards him.

"What did you just call me?" Frank smiled as he rolled the windows down.

"What the fuck?" Gerard questioned, feeling his heart race and his dick twitch slightly at the look of the familiar man in a suit.

"Get in." Frank spoke sternly, to which Gerard obliged.

"You owe me a damn coffee." Gerard muttered, buckling his seat belt.