Frerard One Shots

Suit and Tie

Gerard's pov-

"You ready gee?" frank asked, looking at me with such glistening eyes filled with lust. "Yeah... I mean I think so." I replied nervously, picking at the buttons on the end of my sleeve. "Hey." He whispered. I shivered when I felt his hand brush my shoulder lightly. "You're going to be fine. I know it. You're such a talented artist. Your work is beautiful and you deserve this award more than anything. So when they call you up, just get up there and kick it's ass. I know you'll do great." He said, comforting me more. "I'm just... I mean, I really suck at speeches. What if I get up there and blank out. I don't know if I can do this." I muttered, picking harder at the button. It started to come loose from its thread. Cheap suit... "Hey, you don't even have to give a big long speech. Just a few words of thanks. You don't owe them anything. Don't be so worried. I'm here for you. Look at me." He touched my chin lightly and I met his gaze. God he was getting more and more handsome by the minute. I loved him more and more every day. "You're going to be fine." He whispered softly. One side of his mouth curved up into that half smile he always pulled. His warm hazel eyes were soothing. Normally I fucking hated eye contact. It made me nervous having people looking at me directly. I would always twitch nervously and start to sweat when I had to make eye contact and hold a conversation But he was different... I could stare into those eyes all fucking day. I could talk to him as long as I wanted. I felt comfortable around him. He made me feel happy. "Alright. You ready?" He asked. I nodded and he pulled away, reaching for the car door handle. "Wait." I spoke up quickly. "Yeah?" He turned back. "Your tie is a little loose." I said softly, taking hold of it and tightening it better. But not so that it was too tight on his neck. "Thanks." He said softly. He reached for mine and smoothed it out a bit more, doing the same thing. Then he looked up at me with those soft eyes and I couldn't bear it any longer. I flung my arms around him and smashed my lips into his. He held onto me tightly, pushing back into the kiss until we were sloppily making out. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I licked at the inside of his lip. We pushed further into each other, annoyed by the fact that only our torsos could touch. He pulled away with a satisfying smack and we were gasping for air. I let go of him and smoothed my suit jacket back out. "No matter how nervous you are, just think of how much better it's going to be tonight." He said in that low voice of his. I nodded and we both hurried out of the car, meeting up at the front door. He pushed it open and the sound of warm laughter and clinking glasses filled my ears. We headed for a table to the side of the room in back. It was peaceful and we were unnoticed. Yeah my friends here were great but I just didn't feel like talking to any of them at the moment. I was too nervous. The ceremony had already started. It went alphabetically so I was close to last, which was fine for me. Most of the people had simple speeches. Others had longer ones with more on their minds to speak. Either way, no one really seemed to notice or care. A few looked as nervous as I was and it made me more comfortable knowing that I wasn't the only one. A waiter had come by with champagne. Frank easily drank his but I took mine in tiny sips in between minutes. We clapped with respect as each person came by. But as time ticked, I found that it was getting closer and closer to my turn. My stomach twisted and turned at the thought. I felt sick. Then I felt something brush my hand. It was frank's hand. His nimble tattooed fingers, touching my skin lightly. I laced my fingers with his and squeezed tight. He squeezed back and gave me a reassuring smile. No one seemed to notice or care. Then it was my turn. I felt sick and a wave of nausea passed over me as the person before me walked off the stage. Electric shocks sped through my body as the man up front called my name. Frank pulled his hand away. His warm comforting grasp was gone. And I was on my own now. "You'll be fine." He whispered with another half-smile. I stood up shakily. My legs felt like jello and I was surprised they didn't collapse underneath me. I took a nice deep breath... Then I headed for the stage.

Frank's pov-

He was perfect. Everything about him. Each little gesture he made. The way he stood up there, shifting his feet nervously every few seconds in those perfectly shined shoes. His sleek black hair cut so neat and nice. Not too long and not too short. The way he tucked loose strands behind his ear with his fingers that I knew were shaking at the moment. I was more attracted to him than ever. I couldn't pay attention to anything the man next to him was saying until he handed Gerard the award. It was a smooth large cut crystal with letters printed on it. It probably stated his name and his reason for winning it. He hesitantly took it and moved over to the microphone. He looked horrified that he could drop it at any minute. He was more scared than anything but his voice came out warm and calm. He did a good job of hiding it but I could still see the little things. I was very observant and I noticed every little detail about him. It was short. He thanked everyone at his work and the coworkers. He thanked his family and close friends. He looked at me with those cute little eyes when he said it. When he stopped I felt disappointed. I wanted to listen to that voice all day. The way it carried out through the room so perfectly. It was soothing. I started to feel really hot the more I watched him. I missed the taste of his lips. The feel of his body. I wanted my hands all over him. His smooth, soft, pale skin. I wanted to please him. To give him everything. I wanted him and I wanted him now. But this was his night and I couldn't do anything about it. Everything was up to him. He made his way back and sat down across from me again. He smiled the biggest smile and it was at that moment that I knew he was really happy. It relieved my nerves and soothed me when he was happy. "That was amazing. You were perfect up there." I said quietly. "Thanks." He said, setting his award down and reaching for both of my hands. I took his hands in mine and we squeezed at the same time. "You look so amazing right now." I whispered, getting lost in his eyes. "I love you so much gee." "I love you too baby." He whispered back. I brushed his ankle with mine and squeezed harder at his hand. He was amazing. I was half hard just by looking at him and holding his hands. I wanted so much more of him. I shivered and felt myself twitch as he brushed his ankle back up against mine. "I know what you're thinking frankie." He said softly. I nodded, gazing down. "Come on." He said. I snapped back up. "Are you sure? You could get in so much trouble baby. I can't let that happen." I replied. "I don't care. You're so worth it." I nodded and he let go of my hands, standing up I quickly got up and followed after him, trying not to seem too eager. "We should just go home." I whispered, catching up to him. He made his way back over to the stairs and even further away from the front doors. "I don't want to wait." He hissed in his low voice. I didn't hesitate one bit, following him up the stairs. Everyone was in the front room including the waiters and workers but I knew he was heading for the upstairs bathroom just to be safe. No one even noticed. When we reached the top of the stairs, there was a velvet rope blocking the way with a sign that read "Off Limits." I didn't even question him anymore. He ducked under and pulled me to the other side with him. He turned the corner and we headed for the bathroom. As soon as we entered and the door shut behind us, I checked the stalls just to be sure that no one was in the room. Not a single guest or janitor. I took his hand and we rushed into the last stall. The biggest stall. I locked it tight behind me and his hands were on me immediately. "We gotta be quiet." He breathed, sliding my suit jacket off. I nodded and did the same for him. He backed up into the wall and grabbed me by the tie and the next thing I knew I was being yanked forward. I was just centimeters away from his face. He smelled of mint and light champagne. It was so good. I crashed my lips into his again, and almost moaned at how good the friction felt. This time every part of his body was pressed against me and every part of mine was up on his. He was completely hard. God he was so big. I needed him in me badly. But I knew we could never do that here. His dick was begging to be touched and so was mine but I ignored my needs and focused completely on him. I loved it so much when I got to make him feel good. I did it every chance I could get. My hands slid down from his shoulders, to his sides, and eventually to his belt. I quickly unbuckled it and slid it loose from most of it's loops. I slid his pants down just enough and dropped down on my knees, ignoring the pain that came with the cold hard tile. I buried my nose in his boxer clad and hooked my fingers around the rim, pulling down slightly just enough to reveal his hips. He fisted my hair and moaned slightly. "Come on baby..." I pulled away at his words and slipped the rest of his boxers down with his dress pants. I took hold of his leaking erection and put my skills to work, wrapping my lips around half of it and pressing my tongue into the slit, swirling it around. More pre come leaked out onto my tongue and I spread most of it around the head, enjoying the flavor. Then I pushed more of him into my mouth, sucking and pulling back some. I repeated the action, creating a nice rhythm. He tangled his fingers harder into my hair and I felt strands being pulled, sending a shocking feeling through my scalp. His breathing picked up and his soft moans became louder but not loud enough for anyone to hear. I wanted him to be louder. But I knew we didn't have the freedom of being alone and it angered me. I sucked harder and he pushed me closer, bucking his hips. I loved it. I loved it so much when he fucked my mouth. I pushed deeper, deep throating him and almost gagging at the feeling of his dick hitting the back of my throat. I used everything I could to keep the gagging under control until my throat relaxed and I became used to it. "Fuck baby... You take it so good. Not gonna last much longer..." He breathed. His words sent shivers down my spine and I was so close. I slid one of my hands down shakily and palmed myself through the dress pants. I gasped against him at the feeling and hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder. My other hand was bunching up the material of his pants around the ankles. "Fuck... Fuck. Oh shit..." He moaned. And then he was coming deep in my throat. I swallowed every last bit and sucked every last drop out of him, feeling some dribble down my chin. I couldn't take it any longer. I shivered at the feeling of liquid soaking into the fabric of my boxers as I came hard. I tried to keep it down but a stain began to form. I breathed heavily letting out soft whimpers. "Oh baby." He whispered, getting himself together again. I stood up shakily and he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed passionately, tasting the last of his come on my lips. He slid his hand down and traced his fingers over the large wet mark. I moaned and buried my face into his neck. "Come on baby. Let's go home. I'll clean you up good." He whispered. I nodded against him. He hugged me tight and let go. He grabbed our jackets and we slipped them back on quickly. Then he laced his fingers with mine again and we left the bathroom. Things were exactly the way they were before we left and we managed to slip out after grabbing his award without anyone noticing. We held hands for the entire car ride home. I still wanted more. The thought sat at the back of my mind and grew bigger and bigger as the minutes past. I starting to get hard again but only slightly. I tried to push the thought out of my mind but it wouldn't go away. I practically leaped out of the car and raced to the front door. "Hey wait up!" Gerard called from behind me. I unlocked the door and motioned for him to hurry up. He made his way inside and I shut the door. I pushed him up against it and we were kissing sloppily again. "I need you..." I whispered, pulling away slowly. "Oh frankie... I love you so much." He said. Then he was swinging me up in his arms and carrying me to the bedroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sucked on the side of it slowly until we got there. He set me on the bed and we immediately began undressing each other. Discarding the suits on the bedroom floor until we were both in our boxers. Mine still slightly damp from before. We continued to kiss rapidly and before I knew it, I was being flipped over. I felt his lips traveling down my back. I shivered and let out a moan at his touch. It felt good to be alone with him. And I could tell he enjoyed it too. Then he pulled away and slipped my boxers off. He ran his fingers over the skin on my ass and I held my breath. I gasped when I felt something hard pressing at my entrance. I recognized it as his dick. I moaned pushing back, causing him to pull away. "Hold on." He whispered, opening up the drawer and pulling out the lube. He slicked his fingers and pressed one inside me. I gasped at the cold feeling, pushing into it. He slipped in another finger and scissored them, twisting around. Then he added a third and pushed real deep. I was completely hard again by now and I could have came for just a few more minutes of his fingers inside me. Then he was pulling them out and I felt so empty. That's when I felt his cold soft hands on my hip and I let out a shaky breath as he pushed into me slightly. We both moaned as he pushed all the way in and pulled out, pushing in faster. He found a nice rhythm and penetrated deep. I needed this from him so badly and I enjoyed every bit of it while it lasted. I pushed back up against his dick as he pushed in. His hips meeting my skin, fingernails digging slightly into my sides. We were both weak from before so it didn't take long. We came at the same time, making the most of it. I felt his load shoot deep inside of me and I squeezed my dick, letting it squirt out in stripes across the bed sheets. Then he was pulling down and laying net to me. I cuddled up to him and he wrapped his arms around me. "Thank you for an amazing night. He whispered after a few minutes. "You're welcome. I love you so much." I replied. He kissed my head and played with my sweaty hair for a while. And that's all I remember before falling asleep...