bathroom stalls and cigarettes {frank iero x reader}

Alt Story Line Chapter 4 *smutt warning* {end}

Frank was walking me back to the coffee shop. We had stayed talking to each other almost the whole night. It was now about 8PM. I ended up drinking a little bit, but I wasn't drunk. Frank, on the other hand, had definitely had a bit too much to drink. He wasn't black out drunk, but he was clearly intoxicated. It was kinda hot when his words slurred. I didn't want this date to end here. I wanted Frank to be with me forever. I wanted to hold him, to kiss him, to-

"Frankie? Do you wanna come back to my apartment?"
"Huh?"
"My apartment. Do you wanna come with me?" I asked.
"Oh~?" Frank playfully winked at me. I sighed and responded, "fine. If you don't wanna go you can just say so."
"No no no! I wanna come over. I just didn't think you'd want today to continue."
"Why wouldn't I? I... I don't know... I trust you or whatever."
"Awwww!!" Frank yelled.
"Geez Frank! Shut it will you!" I yelled back at him. All Frank did was laugh.

He followed me back to my small apartment building. I took out my keys and unlocked the door, letting Frank go in first so I could lock back up. I made my way up the stairs and into my apartment. It was small and poorly decorated, but it was home. When I closed the door I felt a hand on my hip. Frank leaned into me and whispered, "Do you wanna...?"
"Would you believe me if I said no?"
"Not a chance." Frank turned me around and pinned me to the closed door. He was still as strong as I remembered. His lips crashed into mine, he was rough, but I liked it that way. Frank was biting my bottom lip and swirling his tongue into mine. He tasted like whiskey and coffee, it was amazing.

My breathing got more laborious as Frank gave me less and less breaks in between kisses. I missed this feeling. The sense of desperation between us was incredible. "God- I wanna fuck you so bad." Frank groaned.
"So fucking do it." I said back, trying to get him as riled up as possible. I wanted this to be a night to remember. He began taking off my shirt and he flung it behind him.
"I missed this so much, y/n." Frank unclipped my bra and began fondling my breasts with his calloused hands. "Oh what's this?" Frank said seductively. He traced a finger across the tattoo I had gotten right after graduation. It was a broken heart, right above where my heartbeat could be found on my chest.
"Do you like it?" I asked.
"I love it, baby. You look so fucking good." He continued to trace heart shapes along my torso as he sucked hickeys into my neck. My manager was gonna be so confused when he saw them through my clothes the next morning. We kissed for a few more minutes, but I wanted to take it to the next level.

I grabbed his belt buckle and undid it so he couldn't protest. "I want you to use this on me later, Frankie."
He raised his eyebrows at me, "Oh? I didn't know you were into all that."
"Would that be a problem, Frankie?"
"Not at all princess." I tossed the belt to the side and wrapped my arms around Frank's neck.
"Let's take this to the bedroom, hm?" I said. He nodded and I led him to my room, he took his belt with him. I had a queen-sized mattress and a bedside table on either side. A wardrobe was pushed into the corner of the room, and decor was thrown all on the walls.

I collapsed onto the bed, laying on my back. Frank placed a hand on the bed on either side of my head. He looked into my eyes deeply. "God... I've missed you." He whispered to me.
"You don't have to be so quiet, Frankie. We aren't in school anymore."
"Oh I know. I'm gonna make your neighbors fucking hate you." He grabbed my neck with one of his hands and squeezed slightly. My eyes rolled back into my head and I gasped for breath, but Frank denied it.

I felt another hand on my thigh, he trailed it up up up until he got to my pants, which he took off in a few swift motions. He released my neck to pull down my underwear with both hands. I took in all the air I could before he decided to replace the hand, but he didn't. He took down his boxers, revealing his hard on. I wanted every bit of him. I watched as he teasingly ran himself against me, sending an impatient shiver down my spine.
"You're such a tease!" I groaned.
"I know you love it, y/n." Frank said with a devilish grin. All of a sudden, he pushed his full length inside me. I let out a gasp and said, "What the fuck Frank!"
"I gotta keep you on your toes, darling." He laughed and then started to thrust into me. I gripped my covers with my hands and arched my back slightly. Frank replaced his hand against my neck, squeezing even harder than before. I felt lightheaded, but it was one of the best feelings in the world. He continued to push inside of me, quickening his pace ever so slightly.

I could feel him getting closer and closer, I knew Frank well enough to know when he was going to climax. Both Frank and I moaned loudly, but before he could cum, he pulled out and stopped.
"Frankie, what's wrong?" I said out of breath, being denied an orgasm felt draining.
"I don't want this to end so quickly, hands and knees for me, y/n." I did as I was told, and flipped over. I could hear the clang of metal on metal, and I knew what was about to happen. He ran the faux leather belt against my ass, and I whimpered for it.
"You're such a naughty girl, y/n. Making me all horny for you, thinking you can use me up, huh? I don't think so."
"Frankie I-"
"No talking," He gave my ass a hard slap, "You asked for it, so I'm gonna fucking give it to you." I prepared for the worst, but my readiness did nothing to help the pain of a belt hitting my flesh. I cried out, using a hand to cover my mouth.
"How many do you think you can handle, hm? 30? 50?" Frank asked, waiting for my response.
"10-" I whispered.
"Speak up darling?"
"I said 10." I waited nervously for an answer.
"Only 10? Oh baby that's no good. Try 15 for me." I shakily nodded.
"I want you to count them for me, baby. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes sir... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... 11... 12... 13... 14... 15!" I said the numbers as he brought the belt down. By the time he was finished, a radiating heat was felt along my ass. It hurt so incredibly bad, but I loved every second of it.

"Good girl, y/n. That's a very good girl. Now turn around and use that pretty little mouth of yours." I turned and grabbed Frank's base. I swirled my tongue around his head and licked up the slit. I was more experienced compared to highschool, and I planned on showing Frank my talent. He let out a deep groan as I pumped him with my other hand.
"Fuck- that feels s-so good..." He reached and tangled his hand in my hair, pulling slightly.

I eventually slid his full length inside my mouth, and I could feel him twitching in my throat. I began to give him the best blowjob I knew how to give. Frank cursed under his breath and pulled on my hair tighter. I knew he was closing in on his climax fast. I increased my speed, and felt warm fluid squirt deep into my throat. As I removed him from my mouth, I swallowed all of it. I heard him moan and felt his knees buckle and shake.

Frank looked out of breath, rightfully so. He pet my head and then said, "Get on your back again." I did so, and Frank got on his knees. He wrapped his hands around my thighs and ran his tongue against me. The feeling was intense, every time he did so, my legs shook. He twirled his tongue inside me, and then licked the outside. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I came in seconds, moaning loudly for all of my neighbors to hear. Frank waited for me to relax, he then got off his knees, leaned against me, and kissed me passionately.
"Who do you belong to, y/n?"
"You, Frankie. Only you."
"That's right, and don't you ever fucking forget it."

The end