Remedy For The Routine

“I have to find him,” Gerard whispered repetitively as his comrades finally got him back to his room. They continued to tell Gerard that everything would be alright and that a search party was being formed, but Gerard knew better. “You don’t know Frank! He isn’t going to kill Bert! Fucking Christ! Do you really think that I believe that there is a search party being formed? Psh! We defend the base; we don’t go out to their turf.” Suddenly Gerard felt a sting on his upper arm and turned his head in time to see a needle move behind one of the men’s backs. “You fuckers,” Gerard muttered as the room blurred to white.

Approximately ten miles away Bert clenched his head and tried to open his eyes but all he could see was blackness. “How’s your face,” a voice chuckled from within the darkness.

“Like you care,” Bert stammered while sitting himself up to try and look at his surroundings. There just wasn’t enough light for his eyes to adjust though. “Where am I?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Hot breath hit the back of Bert’s neck, sending a shiver down his spin and creating goose bumps everywhere. Bert could hear the half smirk painted on Frank’s face in his voice. “I would say that it seems you are in a very dark room with an extremely unstable character.” Frank’s laughter filled the empty room as he randomly began petting Bert gently.

“I’ve heard about you. He has talked about you.”

“Don’t we all talk about our ex’s and how nasty they were,” Frank hissed as he grasped Bert’s hair roughly and yanked his head backward. Bert let out a sigh as Frank studied his face for a moment before the conversation moved on.

“No,” Bert murmured as he tried to draw in a breath, “Nothing like that.”

“You’re such a dirty fucking liar.” Abruptly Bert felt himself falling backward and his back hit what seemed to be a floor. “I don’t quite understand his fascination. How could you be the one to replace me?” Bert tried to say something only to have Frank clasp his hand over Bert’s mouth. “That was a load question sweetie. No need to answer.” After a moment he seized Bert by the throat, pressing his thumb and index finger into the bottom of Bert’s jaw bone. “Maybe you aren’t all cotton candy and rainbows. Maybe you just seem that way. I mean I have only gotten the pleasure of watching you two fuck a couple times.”

“You’ve watched us,” Bert let his sentence trail off as he slightly cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t you give me that look!”Frank moved to straddle Bert and looked down at his competition. Bert felt Frank’s hand leave his throat and relocate to his wrists as they were guided above his head. “Maybe, just maybe, I should find out why he likes you so much.” Confusion returned to Bert’s face as Frank giggled in response. “I have some fun games we could play sugar.”

“So what’s your plan here?” Bert shifted a little before remembering that his wrists were pinned above his head.

“I’m not the type to have a plan.”

“So you don’t have one? You just randomly kidnapped me?”

“I didn’t say that,” Frank chuckled again. “You assume way too much. A logical mind won’t figure me out just like my mind will never figure you out. But I can still try, right?”

“Let’s assume you have a plan then, since I assume too much. What’s next here?”

Frank leaned down and pressed himself hard against Bert. “I’m not sure. There may be a change to the itinerary. I’ve been debating what exactly to do this entire time.” Uncertainty come across Bert’s face again as Frank tightened his grip on Bert’s wrists before whispering in his ear, “Do you have a kinky side baby?”

Notes

I am sorry this update is long over due. Please don't hold it against me. I hope to get back on the writing train here. Haha!

PS: I dislike writing straight up smut, so foreplay will have to suffice. ;D

Love, Khaos