Toxic- frerard

Six

Gerard Way really believed that he did not deserve to be sat next to a beautiful business man on a first class flight to Venice yet, here he was.

The two sat in their cushioned seats, watching another Disney movie at Franks request.

"It's just the same thing every time, some bitch falls in love with a prince. It's all bullshit." Gerard stated, rolling his eyes as Prince Charming kisses sleeping beauty and awakes her from her sleep.

"And where's the consent?" Gerard gasps causing Frank to just shake his head.

"Gee he's saving her life!" Frank exclaimed, not really caring at the posh snobs who turned their head at the commotion.

"Without her consent, Frank." Gerard stated as though Franks was dumb.

"Right okay if I ever need to give you mouth to mouth resuscitation I'll wait for your consent first." Frank sighed, watching Gerard's face light up slightly.

"Are you in the mile high club?" The redhead questioned, biting his lip.

"Gee don't be doing that shit here." Frank scolded, attempting to focus his concentration back on to the movie. But Gerard was persistent, he leaned his head against Franks shoulder and slowly trailed a hand to his crotch.

"Please, sir." Gerard whispered, beginning to palm Frank through his pants.

"Go to the bathroom and I'll knock on in 30 seconds." Frank spoke through gritted teeth causing Gee to smile and practically skip to the restroom.

He stood there in anticipation, he thought about touching himself so then maybe Frank would punish him but then again he wasn't sure how quiet he could be on a plane.

Surely enough the knock came, and Gerard opened it with a smile. He was pushed to the back wall of the bathroom immediately as Frank wrapped a tight hand around his throat.

"Can you not keep it in your damn pants?" Frank growled as he squeezed tighter on Gerard's throat.

"N-no, sir" Gee choked out, gasping for air.

Frank finally released his grip, putting his hands in Gerard's red hair and pushing him to his knees. The tattooed man unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down so they pooled at his ankles.

"Suck it." Frank spat, dragging Gerard by the hair. The redhead obliged, wrapping his hand around Franks length and taking the tip into his mouth. He giggled as teased Frank, licking agonisingly slow.

Frank wasn't in the mood for games though, he bucked his hips and thrusted into Gerard's mouth relentlessly. He fucked the boys face, getting off over the Gee's chokes and watery eyes.

When he pulled away, the sight of Gerard was enough to make Frank cum on the spot. He was sat on his knees submissively, staring up at Frank with wide eyes and tear stained cheeks. Spit and precum surrounded the poor boys mouth that he hadn't even bothered to wipe.

"Up." Frank demanded, pulling Gee to his feet and then spinning him around so he was bent over the sink. Gee gasped at his reflection in the mirror, his throat had a red hand mark across it that he was sure would bruise.

"Do you need prep?" Frank asked as he pulled Gerards sweatpants down revealing red lace panties.

"No, sir." Gerard whined. It probably would benefit him being stretched but at the same time he didn't care. He wanted Frank inside him, like right fucking now.

Frank spent no time spitting on his hand and rubbing it along his length, letting it mix with Gerard's saliva and his own precum.

"Keep your voice down." Frank whispered, causing Gerard to bite his lip and nod. The tattooed man slammed in at once, Gerard had to slap a hand against his mouth in order to make no noise but he couldn't help let out a squeak.