Sex and violence.

Frank's P.O.V

"Um, Gerard.. There's something I need to tell you.." I watch Gerard as he climbs the last of the steps into the basement.

"Um, alright." I stand in from of the couch while Gerard sits himself on my couch.

"Well, I want to say that.. I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to be a dick to you, I mean. You didn't deserve it, if any one does I do." I feel my face blush as I stare at my VANS.

"Frank... It's okay I know you didn't mean to." His words are soft as his emerald eyes gaze at mine.

"Wh-what?" Our eyes lock as I move closer to him, sitting beside him on the couch.

"Frank, it's fine." His whispers fill my ears.

"No, no it's not.." I refuse to look at him as I feel his breath land on my neck. Shivers race down my body as it seeps in through my shirt.

"Frank, just forget about it." His breath isn't the other thing touching me, I look down and find a familiar pale hand rested on my thigh.

Butterflies brawl around in my stomach as I feel the sensation of his hand on my leg, even if there's a black fabric barrier between our skin.

"R-R-really?" My face grows hot as his hand climbs high up my leg before dropping it back down.

"Yes." His childish white teeth grin at me with my teeth sink in my tongue as I feel a quick three throbs in my jeans.

"Ger-Gerard.." I stutter, not being able to function properly as his hand creeps up my body.

"Hmm?" He says as if it were a moan.

Fuck.

My eyes just gaze at him for another few seconds before I take a grip of the strings on his hoodie, pulling him down to me where I press my lips against his.

They're warm as they stay planted there for a few more seconds until Gerard moves his hands to my waist. Pulling my closer by the dip in my spine before moving his lips slowly against mine.

I'm frozen for a few seconds, shocked in the moment before I lick his lips, begging to reach inside his mouth.

He accepts as he pulls me on his lap, my legs wrap around his back where my crotch sets on top of his. I only grow hard when I feel his body heat arousing from his dick.

I grid myself on him as I let my tongue surf his teeth, his hands snaking around my thighs. Pushing me harder against him, I almost bite his lip in moans.

He returns the moans, dragging his teeth across my tongue before pulling away, setting his lips on my neck. Nipping and sucking at my skin.

My fingers get lost in his hair, tugging on it without remorse. without mercy, I moan his name as loud as I can.

I feel his breath against my neck as he moans my name in return.

"Frank.. Frankkk...FRANK!" My eyes spring open, finding myself on my couch.. alone.. In a pool of my own cum..

I haven't had a dream like this since I was twelve.. and not this realistic..


And now about my brother.

Notes

Beautiful.

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