Kiss The Ring

Frank was pissed off.
The IRS had been plugging him with questions since ten in the morning, he had now been hit with a request from the feds to talk about certain dealings of his on Wall Street and he was worried about Gerard.
They had chatted by phone, Gerard evasive about what had gone down saying only that he had kept out of it. Just sat and watched. Frank was concerned by his tone, it seemed to confirm that the whole thing had been a bad idea. Gerard had told him about staying over with Mikey, too tired he said to make it back.
That hadn’t bothered Frank but the dead tone had. Things had been getting back on track professionally but there had been a distance between them. Of course Gee’s injuries and all the nightmarish happenings after the shooting hadn’t helped but over the last few weeks they had barely touched. Frank missed it.
He was also a little annoyed that Gerard hadn’t gone over the speeches and timings for his next rally. Work was difficult sure but they needed to get things back on track, to capitalise on the impact that Gerard’s return would generate. It was an opportunity that could not be missed. Therefore when Gee did roll in, a little hangover and tired looking, Frank wasn’t his usual charming self.
“Where you been ?”
“Mikey’s. You ok ?”
Frank stared into Gerard’s eyes, seeing the concern there and feeling a little better for it. He sighed and managed a smile.
“Shit day baby. You ok about yesterday.”
Gerard nodded, not about to tell Frank that the whole thing had been exciting, dangerous and downright arousing. He smiled, walking behind Frank to run a hand down his shirt. The slight touch caused Frank to lean back in his chair, a more genuine smile ghosting his lips.
“Mikey and James certainly know how to make a point.”
“They do. From what I hear the message got through.”
Gerard winced, hoping to god that Frank hadn’t heard of his involvement. Frank stood up and pulled the taller man to him, an urgent kiss cancelling out Gerard’s fears. The familiar desire rose in him, returning Frank’s kiss with his own. It had been too long, Gerard wanted his Frankie back and wanted him now. As if reading his mind, Frank gestured toward the door.
“You wanna ?”
Gerard said nothing, just took Frank’s hand and the two of them left the office quickly. By the time they reached Frank’s room clothes were being shed, deeper, more passionate kisses exchanged and bodies responding to each other in eager anticipation.
Frank had pushed Gerard back on the bed, enjoying the fevered lust in his eyes as he undid his belt. It amused him no end that Gee could look innocent and like a whore at the same damn time so he lingered, taking his time to strip of.
“Best not move bitch or you won’t get to play.”
Gerard dropped his eyes, knowing just how to be submissive and exciting at the same time.
“Of course not Frankie.”
Frank chuckled, leaning across Gee to push him back against the soft bed. Flesh against flesh sent shivers through them both. Gerard squirmed as Frank planted soft kisses down his chest, his hands gripping the sheets. He tried hard not to move too much, knowing the pleasure would be withdrawn if he did. A low moan escaped him as the warm sensation sank lower.
“Frankie..”
Frank chuckled, enjoying their power game to much to stop. He stroked Gerard gently, a sweet torture but torture just the same. Grazing his lips along the hardness, he looked up.
“What do you want Gerard.”
“I want you.”
“You want me to what ? Spell it out.”
He increased the pressure, causing Gerard to inhale sharply.
“Suck me Frankie, please.”
Gerard’s voice tailed away as Frank complied, replaced with more moans. Frank didn’t want to rush things, knowing it had been a while and both of them had missed it. Before things got too heated, he raised his head capturing Gee’s lips with his own. The game had been forgotten, hands now roaming freely as they reacquainted themselves with each other. Before long both were lost in a haze of touch and taste.
It was Frank’s turn to squirm as Gee reversed things, pinning him to the bed and refusing to let go. This was different, normally there wasn’t a dominant side to Gerard in the bedroom but now he was exerting himself and Frank found he liked it a lot. Enough in fact to just lay back and let the boy torment him until it was Frank who was practically begging for release.
Gerard found he enjoyed this exercise of power almost as much as the previous night’s violence. The thought that he had a secret from Frank, that he had done something not only wrong but dangerous added to the thrill of Frank’s writhing underneath him. The final act of making him come was just an added spice.
They lay in a panting heat, Frank gently returning the favour until neither were capable of doing anything but laying still. There was little sound around the place, most of Frank’s boys were out and Ray was doing business downtown. They had time to themselves. Frank ran his hands down the healing scars on Gerard’s head.
“Does it still hurt ?”
“Sometimes, I feel confused a lot.”
Frank frowned.
“You should have said, we wouldn’t have put you back out there so fast.”
Gerard smiled, the concern on Frank’s face igniting his heart.
“I’m ok, I have you and Mikey to look after me.”
Frank nodded, catching Gerard in another kiss before the phone interrupted them. He glanced at the number and winked at Gerard.
“Hiya Ray, what’s up ?”
There was a conversation for about three minutes, Frank’s expression growing darker as it continued. Gerard didn’t really listen, his head full of the last hour and the last night. It was only when he realised Frank was staring at him that he focused. The look on Frank’s face was unpleasant and cold. Terror darted across Gerard’s mind.
“Do you have something to tell me ?”

Notes

Things are about to get interesting..........