Sex and violence.

"Come on, let's go inside." Frank smiled, leading Gerard back to their room, hand in hand.

Two more heads popping up to the sound of the door opening, Chris and Justin.

"Oh, hey guys." Frank said, forgetting everyone was here. He looked over to them, finding their acoustics on their laps.

"Hi." Justin said before laying his head back down, strumming cords on his guitar.

"Whattchu got there." Frank asked.

"Oh, me and Justin were just working on something while you were gone.. it's nothing really."

"Oh, come on. I never get to hear you play."

"Yeah, there's a reason for that." Chris laughed.

"No seriously, I wanna hear it." Frank smiled as he sat himself on the bed, Gerard following him.

Chris looked over at Justin, the brown haired boy nodded before Chris sighed. "Alright then."

The silent room soon filled with the sound of guitars and Chris' voice

"I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware"

Justin hesitated a little before joining in with Chris, their voices going in sync.

"We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love "

"This is the first set of words that I'll pick to these chords
To identify me and the blood that runs through the veins in my arms
Pumped from my heart
That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the other"

Frank couldn't help but watch the boys as they played in perfect harmony, Chris' scratchy tone with Justin's pure voice.

"Father-less is how I prefer to be known
At 6 years young I was left all on my own
The son of a full time working mother
And a molester for a father who lives in the prison for home

Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
And I'm so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh

Once again, the room became silent as the two boys raised their heads from their instruments. Justin's cheeks blushed a light pink.

"Dude.." Frank said in awe.

"It's not done.. it's okay if you didn't like it." Chris mumbled as he scratched his neck

"No, dude that was fucking amazing."

"Really?" Justin and Chris said in sync, their faces lighting up.

"Yeah, how long have you been playing together?"

"Not before today actually." Chris looked over to Justin as he smiled. "We're thinking of maybe starting a band together."

"Dude, that'd be amazing." Gerard chimed in.

"Gee thanks." Justin said, his face growing more red as the compliments were thrown at him.

"Who wrote it?" Frank asked, rubbing the sleep off his eyes as the sun began to peak over the snow.

"Chris did most of it.. I just did the chorus." The brown haired boy mentioned.

"I didn't even know you were into writing." Frank laughed.

"After I got expelled it was all I did."

"You should keep up with it." Gerard complimented, the two boys blushed again.

"Well, I think we're going to bed. We'll be in the other room." Chris yawned, pulling his guitar on the floor, leaning on the wall.

"Night." Frank said as he watched the two boys leave into the other room before smirking at Gerard.

"What?" He said, his mind else where.

"You know what."

"Shit, now?" Gerard's eyes soon moved around as he soon realized what Frank meant.

"No, tomorrow. Yes now!" Frank laughed as he crawled over to Gerard.

"You sure about this? I mean, I'm probably going to bleed again."

"I don't mind." Frank smiled as he pushed Gerard to the bed, his body towering over his.

"Oh, okay." He blushed.

"mmhmm." Frank hummed as he kissed his forehead. Moving down to his nose, then to his lips. Gerard began moving his own in sync with his, letting his hands slide to Frank's shirt. Tugging on it before tearing it off. Frank doing the same to Gerard before they flipped spots, Gee now over Frank as their hands explored their naked torsos, moving down to the hem of their pants. Sliding them off when Gerard noticed something.

"Dude, where are your boxers." He laughed.

"Shut up." Frank mumbled before slipping Gerard's boxers off.

"nice one." he smiled before he moved the kisses to Frank's neck, down to his collar bones. His hands moving down his sides while Frank's rubbed Gerard's neck.

"bite me." Frank gasped as his hands pushed Gerard's body lower as he laid between his legs.

Gerard did what Frank ordered as his teeth began nipping at his skin before running his tongue over the fresh wound on his flesh. Frank's head just laid back as he enjoyed the sensation from the hickie.

Gerard continued to nip at his neck as his hand moved lower. Frank still gasped at the pain but it was lightly covered by Gerard's tongue over his skin. His back arched as Gerard once again pushed himself inside of him.

"Shh, it's okay. We're done with the bad part." Gerard whispered as he grabbed Frank's hips, pulling them down on him and back up in rhythm.

But Gerard was right, the bad part was over and the pain was turned into pleasure. Frank moaning out to his partner.

"Fuck, it's been a while." He moaned.

"Tell me.. about it." Gerard smirked before grabbing Frank's hand, moving it to his member. "I wanna watch you." He grinned.

Frank didn't object as he began jerking himself off, the two moaning harder as they reached closer. Frank screaming as Gerard slammed into his prostate. Without regret, releasing over himself and Gerard. The two boys began breathing heavier and heavier as they finished, Gerard falling on Frank again. Smiling up at Frank.

"I missed that."

Notes

Smut, bad writers block
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