I slipped my hand up Frankie’s shirt, “Gerard, please stop.”

“No.” I answer.

I don’t want to stop and right now I could really care less if Frankie pleads.

“Let’s go inside.” I growl.

Frankie whimpers and doesn’t move so I pick him up and carry him inside.

“Guh-Gerard, stop it! Puh-put me down, please!” he’s crying now.

I don’t answer and instead carry him to one of the many bedrooms in the house.

I lock the door and then sit him on the bed.

“You are so gorgeous” I whisper.

He pulls his knees to his chest and backs up until he hits the wall.

I crawl towards him and cup the side of his face with my hand, “So beautiful” and then I kiss him.

He doesn’t kiss back, and instead he tries to pull away from me.

I dig my nails in to his cheek and growl, “If you don’t kiss back I’ll hurt you.”

His eyes are wide with fear and his face is streaked with tears.

Good I guess he got the message.

I start to kiss him again and this time he does kiss me back.

I pulled his arms away from his knees and then moved him on to my lap.

He was still crying. But, whatever.

I pulled his shirt over his head and he stopped kissing me, he pulled away and started shaking his head ‘no’ and whimpering, “I don’t wanna, please Gerard stop, please?”

I growled again and pulled him closer to me, “I am your mate! And you will do as I say!”

He keeps crying but I ignore that and kiss his neck and collarbones.

I suck on his neck and leave a few love-bites.

So everyone can see that he is mine.

Only mine.

I kiss his lips again and smile when he kisses back.

I grab his hips and grind them down on to mine.

He gasps and I smirk at his horrified expression, “Duh-don’t do this, Guh-Geard, please!”

“Shut the fuck up, Frankie!” I yell.

He cries even harder.

I lean in close to his ear and whisper, “Undress me”

He shakes his head ‘no’ but I grow and he compiles.

His shaky fingers unbutton my black shirt.

When he’s done he pushes it off my shoulders.

I smirk at him and lay on the bed pulling him down with me.

He looks scared and he doesn’t stop crying.

This annoys me.

I roughly grind his hips down onto mine and growl in his ear, “If you don’t stop crying I’ll make you scream”

Yeah, okay I admit I’m being a bit rough with him, but come on! He was the one that pissed me off!

And then he dresses like that so that everyone sees him and will want to fuck him.

But they can’t ‘cause; FRANKIE IS MINE!

He cried a little bit more but then he sniffled and no more tears fell.

I made him sit up so I could see all of his beautiful body.

I spread my hands over his chest and smirked as he shivered under my touch.

Then I flipped us over so I was on top and all but ripped his jeans off of him, leaving him in a pair of tight fitting grey boxer briefs.

I hooked his legs around my waist and grinded down hard on him.

I moaned at the friction on my hard member.

Frankie looked away and I lifted a hand to his face so he would look at me.

“You look so beautiful like this. All spread out and displayed. So innocent.” I kissed his lips hard and slipped my tongue in to his mouth.

“Pl-please stop!” he pleaded again.

“Frankie, baby, “I grinded harder this time, “Shut up or I’ll hit you”

Notes

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title from imagine dragons 'radioactive'