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The Art of Memories

Just For Now

Gerard had had this weird look on his face ever since they had left the bar. It reminded Frank of the look Gerard's stubborn little face had stuck in for weeks after he found out that Mikey had melted his gameboy. Sort of angry but curious but obviously something wrong. Gerard glanced through the DVDs, his fingers skimming over their spines. He did this back and forth, suddenly snapping into action as he found one he wanted. Avengers Assemble. One of Frank's favourite. He grinned as he turned on the TV. Well Frank saw his cheek raised, he was either smiling or pulling an abnormal face. It would be attractive either way.

Gerard eventually found the TV control and made his way over to the couch. Frank and already sat down and was accompanied by Felix who was happily sniffing Frank's leg. Gerard tutted, shaking his head as he picked up Felix and put him on the rug. Gerard then plonked himself in Felix's place, being careful not to squash Frank. But not being that careful. And rather ignorant as Frank winced, pushing Gerard away. In fact, Gerard didn't even notice, he was far too content with trying to work the DVD player. Once again, Gerard stuck his tongue out, shaking the control as he randomly pressed buttons. He sighed, turning to Frank, sticking his bottom lip out.
"Frankie," he said, fluttering his eyelashes, nudging Frank's knee with his own.
"Give it here asshole," Frank smirked, grabbing the remote, pressing one button, then sitting back as the film began.
"Wow, you must know a lot," Gerard was looking at Frank with this same crazy look about him, it was rather unnerving.
"Actually yes I do. When I was in tenth grade my teache-," Frank started before Gerard interrupted.
"Maybe you could teach me a few things,".

A few things, of many, that Frank knew about Gerard was that he was a very sexually frustrated person, he liked to dominate Frank and when he was sexually frustrated, Frank was his. So Frank was surprised by his gesture. Not put off. Not in any way. He was happy being Gerard's. He was happy letting Gerard be his. He was happy.

He put his arms around Gerard's neck and pulled them closer together. Gerard pulled back slightly, raising one eyebrow. Which, as it turned out, Frank thought was hilarious. While Frank was laughing his little school girl laugh, Gerard shifted them both, eventually ending up as Frank straddling Gerard's hips. When Gerard stopped moving and looked up at Frank, he stopped laughing and looked back at Gerard. He leaned forward and kissed Gerard on the lips. Gerard put one hand on the bottom of Frank's back, the other tangled within Frank's hair. Frank opened his mouth and ran his tongue along Gerard's bottom lip before shoving it into his mouth. Gerard's mouth fell open, his tongue searching for Frank's. Getting the exact reaction he wanted, Frank pulled back, smirking at Gerard. His mouth was still open slightly and he was frowning at Frank. Frank let out a small laugh, Gerard was being so funny. He began placing small kisses along Gerard's jaw. Gerard pulled at Frank's hair, pulling his mouth back up.

They kissed on the couch for ages. Gerard's hips were numb, their lips swelled, cheeks rosy. Gerard tipped his head back, wiping saliva from his cheek. Frank ran his fingers down Gerard's bare chest, all the way down to the waistband of his jeans. And somehow, without either Frank or Gerard falling off the couch, they managed to change position, so they were both lying down, Frank still on top of Gerard.

Gerard lay still, his breath heavy, eyes closed as he recovered slightly. Frank sat up, still straddling Gerard as he turned to watch the film. There was about 15 minutes left. Excluding the credits. If they needed them. Gerard had, at some point throughout the evening, quoted that he wanted an early night. They had agreed one film, then bed. And this time, bed meant sleep. And when Gerard Way wants something, he gets it. No arguments. No time to waste.

Frank moved down Gerard's body, pulling down his jeans and boxers with him, revealing Gerard's hard on. Frank grinned up at Gerard, who's eyes were still closed, his mouth opening as he let out a small moan. Frank glanced at the screen again, watching Hulk attack some random flying shit. Frank turned his attention back to Gerard, as he leaned down, taking as much of him into his mouth as he could. Gerard groaned, grabbing Frank's hair. Frank moaned, his scalp sore from hair grabbing earlier in the evening. One of Frank's hands was pushing Gerard's thighs apart, while the other began stroking Gerard's balls, finding a sensitive area. Gerard let him know when he'd found one as he bucked up into Frank's mouth, causing Frank to gag. He pulled off of Gerard for a second before licking a trail of pre-cum up the whole length of Gerard. Gerard let out another moan, much louder this time.

Frank went back down on Gerard, his head bobbing up and down, trying to find rhythm. Which was hard as the only help he had was from an action movie on TV. Whatever this weird, un-even rhythm was, Gerard had got the hang of it and was thrusting his hips up into Frank's mouth. Frank ignored the awkward gagging feeling and focused on his tongue. He ran it over the tip of Gerard, lightly as just a tease. But being Gerard, a tease was plenty.
"Frankie. God. I'm gonna-," Gerard twisted his hand through Frank's hair, his face screwing up as he came into Frank's mouth. Shit, Gerard's been saving this up, Frank though as he almost choked. He managed to swallow it, licking Gerard's dick. That was another thing about Gerard, unless he was begging for it, he didn't like to make things too messy. A bit of mess was fine.

***********

Gerard was face down in the pillow as Frank walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. He smiled, it was odd for Gerard to be tired, but he wasn't complaining. He got into bed next to Gerard, snuggling his head into the crook of Gerard's neck. His lips ached and his throat was sore, but he didn't care. Gerard was sleeping. And Gerard was his. For now anyway.

Notes

It's here.

Comments

Just found this now, and read it all up to date. I love this, and I'm glad you've decided to continue writing it. X

I couldn't remember what was happening so I tried to speed read the beginning and still can't remember. :( BUT just picking up on th e last chapter is suspenseful so I hope you can update again! I hate "breaks" in relationships. );

ms.MCR ms.MCR
2/26/15
Dun dun duuuunnnnnnnnnnn!!?!?!!!!?!!!?!!!?!?!?!
EllsBells EllsBells
10/5/13
Hmm *gnaws at finger nails* i am getting worried here. Great chapter cant wait till you update again!
ms.MCR ms.MCR
10/5/13
@ms.MCR

ok i have put up the new one now, thankyou for telling me because, as you can tell, i won't have noticed
ZER0 ZER0
10/5/13