A small Dixie cup is placed in front of me with a small, tanned hand wrapped around it. “Hello, Gerard. I’m an intern. My name is Dr. Casablancas.” He nervously nudges the paper cup closer to me. “Here are your pills for the day.” His anxiety isn’t as cute as Frank’s was. I reluctantly grab the pills and toss them in my mouth, sipping my juice to help them glide down easier.

“Have you been assigned to Gerard?” Frank asks the fidgety intern.

“Yeah, but he’s not my only one.” He replies. At least somebody tells the truth about their number of patients around here.

“Who else are you assigned to?” I probe, eyeing up the intruder. His wild, dark locks fall into his face and his eyes are dark and enclosed by black and purple shadows. He licks his lips before each response, but they still remain chapped and a pale pink. Despite his dark and dull disguise, he is still quite attractive, although not as attractive as Frank.

“I don’t know if I’m aloud to tell you.” He looks around nervously. “You’ll see me with her anyway. I am also supposed to talk with Finnley.” He states. I look around for Finn in response. I find her sitting with Lindsey as they talk to the intern assigned to Lindsey.

“I’ll be right back.” I inform quickly. I fumble out off the bench of the table and scurry to Finnley and Lindsey. I slide to a stop in front of Finn. She looks at me with those large, green eyes that scrunch in confusion, causing her scar to shift with them. “I will forgive you for the bet thing, if you do me a favor.” I rush out.

“What’s the favor?” She asks suspiciously. “I’m not doing it, if it’s gross.” She states.

“Make up some kind of excuse for why I left the cafeteria and tell it to Dr. Casablancas, who is also your intern and will be over here shortly.” I whisper, making sure Lindsey and her intern don’t hear me. I’m so excited for what I have planned. After I realized how much I want and need Frank, previous thoughts of him all hot and bothered flitted through my mind. I haven’t been able to stop them and I can only think of one way.

“How the hell am I supposed to come up with a believable lie?” She is being too difficult.

“I don’t care if you say your pyromaniac ass lit me on fire! Just make it so he doesn’t go looking for me.” I whisper harshly.

“Geez, you don’t have to be so rude, but I’ll do it.” She mumbles. I thank her and rush back to Frank.

“She doesn’t have to be so goddamn pissy all the time.” I murmur under my breath before I get to the table. I slide in next to Frank and sneak a hand on his thigh. He momentarily stumbles over his words. I might have put my hand too high.

“- save him. H- he has been doing much better since I h-have arriv- ved.” He stutters. I may have forgotten to stop moving my hand.

“I agree with that whole-heartedly. Y’know, I think Finn could really use some help right now.” I confess nonchalantly. Dr. Casablancas looks at me, confusion in his coffee eyes.

“But, I have to stay here for at least twenty minutes.” He replies, his lips twitch into a frown. I sigh and try to find another way to get him to leave.

“I-it’s alright. I’ll t-tell them you did a great job and you can talk to him later.” Frank shakily urges. I may have sped up my movements after that statement. He tries to hide his noises of enjoyment.

“She really needs you.” I want him to listen to our words already.

“Okay. I’m gonna go introduce myself to Finn. I’ll leave you guys to it.” I hope he doesn’t realize how applicable those words are to our current situation. He shuffles off with his little pad of notes, making his way through the crowd to Finn. As soon as Dr. Casablancas is out of our view, Frank bursts out with peals of high pitched giggles.

“I really want to say I didn’t enjoy that, but it was pretty funny.” He states and reluctantly picks up my hand from its elevated position on his thigh. He places my pale hand in my lap, a little too high.

“I hope you enjoyed that.” I murmur seductively, although it comes out a little shaky because I’m trying to contain my excitement and laughter.

“Why? Is there more where that came from?” He has a dopey smile on his face and his eyes are a little glazed over.

“Maybe,” I purr and stand up, walking away from him. I may have teased him a little more than I should have.

*

“What if I screw this up?” I ask quietly.

“He’ll still like you.” Katy affirms. “I think he knows you don’t have much experience. You came here when you were fifteen.” After I left Frank all dopey and horny, I found Katy and we sneaked out of the cafeteria and into my room. She’s not really supposed to be in here.

“What if he expects more?”

“You’ll never find out, if you don’t just go to him and do it. Excuse the pun.” Katy cracks the first sign of a real smile. That makes me beam at her. I’m so excited for her because she has progressed so much and she has become more of her real self.

“Fuck!” I whine.

“You should be doing that with Dr. Iero, not me.” Her smile broadens, but only a little and it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. I giggle at her.

“He’s breaking all these rules for me. He deserves more than me.” I mumble.

“He likes you, Gerard! Will you just accept the love?” She asks quietly. I gape at her word choice. He could possibly love me. He already cares about me, so he could possibly love me.

There’s a knock at my door. “Gerard, are you in there? I think it’s… uh, time for our session.” Frank says quietly through the door. Katy looks at me and mouths something. I was never good at lip reading. I give her a confused look and she just pushes me off my bed. I land with a thump on the floor and shakily stand up.

I slowly walk to the old, chipped white door with a smile on my face and open it. Frank’s smirking face greets me. He grips my hands and pulls me up against him, mouthing at my neck. “Bye, Katy.”

He calls behind me. I furious heat manifests on my face. I was gossiping like a teenage girl about this week’s crush.

“Bye! Have fun.” She replies as loud as her voice can get.

“Oh, we will,” Frank purrs in my ear, sending pleasant chill through me. He presses his lips firmly to mine, nibbling on my bottom lip. “But we have to get to my room first.”

*

He pushes me onto the lounge chair in his office, swaying away to lock the door. He saunters back to me and straddles my hips. Much like the position we were in not so long ago. He curves his chest against mine and smashes his lips to mine, nibbling and licking my lips furiously. I try to match his intensity by letting him invade my mouth.

Our hands move softly over each other’s bodies in contrast to our passionate kisses. He lightly tugs on my shirt while I finger the buttons of his tight waistcoat. He gets my hands off of him long enough to slip my shirt off, breaking the kiss for an excruciating second. One hand softly travels over my pale skin, ghosting over my bandaged stomach, and the other wraps around the back of my neck, leveraging him to grind his hips down on me. I moan into his mouth as he works his hips. His movements motivate me to sloppily unbutton his waistcoat. He drops his hands and leans back for me to push the waistcoat off his shoulders. I throw the beloved waistcoat onto the floor and snap his white dress shirt open, revealing his inked olive skin, causing him to gasp and giggle. I push the shirt off and lean forward to mouth at the supple skin of his chest and shoulders, hands lightly clawing his shoulder blades to push him closer. “So beautiful,” I murmur against his skin.

Pushing me back by my shoulders, he gives me a smirk and starts kissing my neck. My neck is so sensitive that it causes a limitless amount of shivers and moans to shake through my body. “Uh, hurry, Frank.” I drag the word out in a low voice. His plump pout forms a smile against my neck, then he licks and kisses up my jaw and back to my lips. His hands move down my body and go to the waistband of my pants, nimbly popping the button open, and unzips them slowly, eliciting a frustrated groan from me. He raises himself up off me a little and aids me in pushing my pants off.

He goes back to kissing and nibbling my neck while I struggle to take his tight pants off. He groans at the sound of the belt unbuckling and clanging together. He sits back down and pushes the offending material off himself. Let’s just say his cock matches his body type. He resumes his grinding, more urgently this time. His hand travels down and starts stroking me. He pushes his chest flush against mine, his back arching. He positions himself over my cock. I start to kiss his chest as he slowly lowers down onto me. We groan in unison. Fuck, I don’t want this to end.

As he adjusts to me, he rocks lightly and grips my shoulders for leverage, causing my breathing to hitch. I kiss his flushed red chest as it curves into mine more. He pushes my face up and we kiss passionately as he starts to bounce on top of me. His knees dig into the sides of my thighs when he tries to go faster, his determined face causing me to moan throatily and buck up into him. “Ahh, Gee, right there!” He moans out and adds a whimper. I continue my actions, earning more whimpered ‘Gee’s. His leaking cock is crushed in between our flushed, clammy bodies, making his moans more intense.

“Gee… I’m so close.” He leans forward and bites into my shoulder as we increase the speed.

“Mmm- me too, Duh-Dr. Iero.” I gasp out.

With a final gasped shout of “Gee.”, he comes over our stomachs and chests. He grinds down on me and tightens around me. I follow his lead and moan into is shoulder as I come. He collapses against me and I wrap my arms around his waist, hugging his sweaty body closer to mine. I run my pale, chapped lips over his neck and face. He starts giggling uncontrollably, which causes him lose more of his breath. I smile at him hesitantly.

“What?” I ask quietly. He regards me with a smirk.

“I knew we should’ve down something more with the whole doctor-patient thing.” He says against my lips. I snort, but ultimately kiss back.

“I did say Dr. Iero, didn’t I?” I ask, shaking my head disbelievingly while he nuzzles into my neck.

“Yeah, you did and it was pretty fucking hot.” He admits nonchalantly.

“Maybe next time,” I assure.

“Now?” He pleads with big, seductive eyes. It’s really hard to refuse the beautiful guy that I’m already inside of that I can’t continue on to the next round.

"No, we have to get back out there. We can’t break all the rules.” I state.

He motions around to our current position. “Obviously, we can.”

Notes

So... um... yeah first time I've written smut. It probably sucks, but at least it's a chapter right? And Frank and Gerard definitely got lucky. See? Doesn't work for 14.

Radiohead is god.

Chapters will probably come out slower now because, sadly, school has started again. It will be updated at least once a week though!
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