"Ngh, Frank," I couldn't hold back my moans as he palmed me through the darkened material of my jeans, him heaving the cerise bed sheets over our heated skin. He slowly lowered his body weight on top of me, still keeping his lips that felt like the smoothest silk and tasted of sweet candy connected to mine.

For me, being sexual is an intimate experience. I wasn't in it just for the pleasure, itself- I also set my goal to make the other person feel satisfied and loved. I was never the one to cheat- I definitely won't be cheating on Frank anytime soon. Or at all.

He's the only one who could make me feel like I do.

He let his face hover less than an inch away from mine, his steamy breath warmed my face and trickled down my neck. "This needs to come off," he ordered, tugging my jeans and boxers down by the second. It felt good to have warm skin on mine, again- but they felt chilled as the temperature of my body outdid the temperature of his rough hands.

I struggled to pull my arms out of the tiny space in between us, me finally managing after a few tries. I grasped the neck of my shirt, pulling it up over my head and throwing it onto the floor. I was completely naked, and Frank had only taken off the articles of clothing on his top half.

"Jesus, Frank! Take your pants off," I giggled again, my voice coming out higher than I expected. Pretty much the opposite of Franks' voice, which was a deep, sultry tone. He cooperated, pulling the last few clothing items off his body. I decided to return the favor.

"Oh, fu-" he whined, me reaching my hand between us and stroking him. I cut short, seemingly frustrating him and making him beg. "Goddamnit, Gerard," and he grabbed me by the shoulders and flipped us over, so I was on top of him.

Whining, I was taken aback when I felt him grasp me and try to pleasure me the best he could. It was good enough for me.

I touched my hands to his hips, pulling my head down. My teeth bit down on the side of my bottom lip, eyes flickering over his tanned skin. He was incredibly gorgeous. Sweat drabbled down the middle of my forehead, me rubbing it off. "Gerard, what- Oh, God," he didn't have time to finish his sentence before I went down on him, startling Frank out of his normal state of mind. "So, fucking, good..."

He immediately started to buck his hips up, pushing himself farther in my mouth. "Christ, you're amazing," Frank complimented, me feeling the spurts come out warm. Soon after the personal pleasure of making him climax, I realized that I still hadn't gotten my share, yet. Frank noticed right away, he was never satisfied until the other person was happy, either. He grabbed at my hips, pulling me down and turning us over, so I was facing him upwards.

"Mm, agh, Frank!" My moans came out embarrassing as he wrapped his fingers around my length, stroking me lightly. I started to feel lit flames in my stomach, the last few strokes sending me over the edge.

I lay there, trying to catch my heavy, heated breath, while Frank crawls beside me. I gazed out the window- it would be a perfect time for a night hike with Frank, soon. I had always loved those since I was a child. It was a peaceful setting, when the loud crickets started singing their little melody, the stars up above the sky in the moonlight. I looked back at Frank, seeing that he was watching me the whole time.

He brought his hand up to my hair, moving it out of my love-filled eyes.

"You're beautiful, please never forget that."

Notes

I couldn't resist the urge to do this to your feels.

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I have a 10.0 and it makes me so happy you're all enjoying this! *hands out non-existent new MCR albums*

and god I hate my smut scenes. trust me, im much better writing fluffy shit *which is coming in the next chapter*

Any ideas on how to make anything better are appreciated. Coment, raet, and subskrieb ;-;