Coffee Stains and Sound Waves (frerard) [SLOW UPDATES]

Part 15

I was squished under a very cuddly Frank who had decided we had to watch all of the Shrek movies in order. It was nearly three AM and he had fallen asleep almost two hours ago. I shifted uncomfortably under him, my right buttcheek had decided to join Frank by falling asleep, moving so I lay on my side with him tucked into my chest like the little spoon he is. He groaned quietly as my thigh accidentally brushed his crotch. Oops. My eyes became heavy with sleep so I let myself slowly creep into slumber.

***

"Gerard."

My eyes fluttered open to see who needed me. It was still dark and Frank was still asleep. I squinted around the room, trying to find the source of the voice. It must've been my imagination, no one was in the apartment. I didn't feel like waking Frank to tell him I think his apartment is haunted, he'd just laugh. I grabbed my phone from the side table to check the time. 04:07. Huh, I wasn't asleep for long.

"Gee."

I looked down at Franks face to realise he was the one who had spoken. His eyes remained shut and his body still. I never knew Frank was a sleep-talker. I wonder what he's dreaming about that involves me.

"Harder," He moaned slightly. Oh. "Ugh...right there,"

His hips began to rut slightly against my thigh.

Another moan. "Yes sir."

Sir?

Wow, Frank's more of a sub than I thought.

He rolled his hips so that I could feel his semi. 

"Frankie?" I tapped my fingers against his hip.

He moaned in response, clearly not awake.

"Frank, wake up before you cum in your pants." I shook his shoulder slightly.

His eyes snapped open. "Wh-what?"

"You were having a wet dream." I said nonchalantly.

"I know that I was," He scowled at me, turning red. "How did you know?"

"You talk in your sleep." I pecked his forehead. "You wanna go sort that out?" I gestured to his boner. 

He shot me another dirty look.

"I'll give you a hand?" 

With that, he was wriggling to pull his jeans down.