I Walk A Fine Line

Two years had gone by. Frank and Gerard dated for two years before Gerard -- the submissive one in the relationship -- had popped the question. As far as anyone could tell, they were more than a couple; they were best friends, and in a way, they were closer than it had ever seemed possible. But the two men knew why; that is what happens when you were married before and truly love each other.

Three months ago the planning had started. Gerard proposed near this place; it was their spot after all. But what would you expect? They met in that spot hundreds of years ago. The same hall where they had worn fine tunics of different lengths, as expected from the two genders.

The wedding was today and both men were more then happy to get re-married. Everyone was waiting for this as well; they were all tired of watching them try to keep their lust for each other. For two years they have not done anything but kiss. As the wedding drew closer and closer, everyone knew that the\ house that the two men had bought was to be left alone for at least two days.

The wedding wasn’t very big. Mikey had gone on and gotten a degree and no one would have guessed that the younger of the Way brothers would become a successful psychologist. With the power of mind control, Mikey was able to help those who couldn’t heal themselves. When in college, Mikey had met a very nice man named Pete Wentz and the two of them were a wonderful couple. Mikey, who had always held his head high, was very shy around his boyfriend.

Though Mikey didn’t know it, next week Pete would be proposing to him and Gerard knew the the two of them would be happy, as did Frank. No one knew it, but he had set the two up. Pete was a former client, and when he came in a few years later, Frank saw Mikey in Pete and set the two up.
Gerard and Frank now owned a small business and both had left the fair. The two men had gone to Greece to see if they could find any clues on the past. When they arrived at the remains of the temple, both were given a warm welcome from the locals.

This was it; the wedding was about to start. Frank would be waiting for his to-be-husband-in-less-than-twenty-minutes.

Gerard started to walk very carefully down the small aisle and the minute Frank saw Gerard, he fell in love all over again. A smile on his lips shown the beams of the sun and the moon in a way that only Gerard could see. A smile that was so heartfelt was worn by the older of the two men as he very quickly walked.

Vows were to be said now as the two men were holding each other close, but the need to get into the other's pants was growing even more, if that was possible.

“Gerard, I met you two years ago in the most wonderful of ways. I knew, the minute my eyes met your’s, there was some connection of which I had not had with anyone I had ever met before. These two years were the best of my life and I hope that we have so many more in our future.
"The first time I said those three words, I was scared to say them, and then you told me you felt the same way and that made me love you even more, if that was even possible. The first time I said ‘I love you’ was the day I knew that we were met to be. Gerard Way, I love you more than the moon and the stars, more than the sunlight, more than the earth. I would take a bullet for you in a heartbeat if it meant I could still see your face when I wake up next to me.” Frank was smiling the entire time he was speaking and a tear fell from Gerard’s eye, only for Frank to catch it and smile even wider at the slightly taller male.

“Frank, oh Frank! The moment you helped me all those years ago has not been forgotten. I think of that day everyday, when I wake up and see you next to me. For the past two years, I have done nothing but love you and your mind. Your eyes show the most emotion and so much more, they show the wisdom that you hold and share.

"Frank, the day I got down on my knee and asked you if you wanted a life that we would both enjoy, I was scared that you would tell me that you weren’t ready and that every word of love we had ever shared was going to be erased and I wouldn’t be able to live any more. This sounds like one of the stupid girls in the romance books and movies, but your are my air, my food, my sun, my moon, my stars, and my world. I orbit around you like the moon does the earth and we orbit around the sun that is the big ball of burning love, as you put it once. Frank, I love you more then words could ever say.” Gerard Way meant every word of what he had just said. This time though, Gerard wasn’t the one to catch a tear; he was the one holding them back.

The two men were now joined in the other's arms as they walked around, thanking people for coming and smiling. Nothing was said between the two that had been just married not even thirty minutes ago. When the two men had gone around, the small group of people had left. The two people that were left were Mikey and Pete. The two were just talking and had not seen the newly-weds waddled over in the other's embrace.

After hugs and the few words that were spoken, the four men closed down the church and went the way that spit into two paths. Each couple had started a new life and the two paths were really what was happening. Just like the path, both lives would have rough spots and soft spots, hardships and times of need. Though at some point, the two would line up and meet in the middle, only to part again, and this would be placed on a loop.

The two held the other's hand as they walked. Gerard had kept his hair red and it always made him look so nice in Frank’s eyes. Frank’s hair had grown out and the black was a sight that the two had rather enjoyed. As they came up to the house, Frank’s wallet fell out, though it was not a happening of misfortune. No-- this was pure luck and chance.

Both leaned over to pick it up. Gerard had a smile on his face as he placed his hand on the younger’s thigh as he looked to find where it had fallen. Frank just looked forward a smile gracing his lips. His green eyes had a light that was always behind them.

The two men were back at home now; Frank’s wallet had been found and returned. The two walked through the front door. They sat down on the couch. Both had taken their shoes and jackets off, leaving them in slacks and button-up shirts. Though they could be wearing the most hideous thing and in the other's eyes be the most beautiful creature.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Gerard leaned over and stole a kiss from the top of Frank’s head as the two sat on the couch. Slowly, the two reclined on the couch as Gerard wrapped his arms around the smaller but very kind man that was his husband.

Frank raised his head and Gerard leaned down and kissed the him, the soft lips locking with the other pair and moving with practiced ease. Frank broke the kiss for a second just to get a better angle at his husband's lips. Nothing was heated; just soft touches and the need to be near the other.

The two just stayed like this; Frank and Gerard being close to one another. Every now and then they would connect lips and just be close to the one person in the world that made them feel alive.
Frank leaned on Gerard’s chest. The two men did not talk. There was no need; they were talking without moving a lip or vibrating a vocal cord. The two were just using the mood in the air to talk. The sun was setting and the mood was calm. Both were just sitting in the other's company.

“I can’t believe we tied the knot Gerard. We are now married and I couldn’t be more happy. The date we picked is perfect, if you ask me,” Frank broke the soundless room.

“Frank, I was thinking the same thing. Did you know that today was the day that you courted me all those years ago when I was a girl?” Gerard smiled down at his husband and his husband just smiled back and kissed him.

The kiss was soft and full of passion. The two men were just happy to be alone for once and at anytime they decided that they wanted to give each other’s virtue to the other, they could. Both had no nerves; they knew the other like the back of their hand. Two years ago, this moment would have seemed like a dream that would never come.

Slowly, things got a bit more heated. Both men knew that this was it. This was their time and it was time to break out of the shell of shyness and leave it behind. This was the time that they had waited for. Two years and a few morning woods from dreams of this happening prepared them for this moment.

The two men walked to the bedroom and just stood side-by-side, hand-in-hand. The door was pushed open and both men just stood face-to-face, hand-in-hand not caring that this was going to happen.

Frank leaned up and kissed his newly-wedded husband and placed his hands around his neck to keep balanced. Gerard leaned down to make it easier and wrapped his arms around his waist. The kiss was soft and full of feeling.

The two bodies melded together like they were made for each other. Subtle contact was made when hands were laced in hair. This was just the first step of many to come. There was no rush; just the need to be closer to the man that was standing so close to the other.

Gerard slowly sat down and was pulled into Frank’s lap. The kissing never ceased. When the two men pulled apart, both of the button-up shirts were gone before the two men went back to kissing. Sparks were shared in the two mens' minds. The lights were dimming and moving to spin by the two. Just like the past times that they shared kisses, they were full of the warmth of emotion.
Gerard’s hands moved from Frank’s hips to his chest, while Frank still had his arms around the older man's neck with his hands threaded through his red hair. The color contrast was a sight to behold.

Lights danced between and around the two men. Pale fingers in bright red hair. Though it was short, it was not the short white it had once been. Nothing was the same after the wedding; no--the two were closer if anything. This was the contrast of pale on pale skin, and dark on red hair, hazel and green eyes meeting each other. This was it the time that both had wanted for so long.
This was not going to be rushed, this would be romantic, slow, sensual, and, most of all they, would show their love for the man they proposed their lives to. This was going to be a long night and the night was still young. The sun was just starting to set; a faint pink could be seen kissing and caressing the light turquoise of the sky. The cotton balls in the sky were starting to yellow over time.

Gerard ran his hands down Frank’s smooth chest, not a hair could be spotted on either of the two. The ink that had been pushed down into the skin by a needle was a path for Gerard to trace and retrace over and over. Gerard broke the kiss from Frank’s lips to move down his jaw, to the side of his husband's neck that held the scorpion.

Gerard ghosted his lips over the shell of Frank’s ear and whispered the three words that meant the most to them. Slowly, the small lobe of skin by the ear had been taken into Gerard's mouth and was being sucked on and nipped at softly, thus driving Frank into pleasured groans and moans. A smile danced in the golden eyes of the older male.

The soft skin had been released and Gerard was being pushed back onto the bed so he was laying down by the younger, smaller Frank. Gerard felt that Frank should feel the pleasure before Gerard even got close.

“I can hear your thoughts; remember this, Gee,” Frank growled in his husband's ear softly, kissing the shell of the ear and licking it after. Pleasured shivers ran up the recipient's spine.

The lights were still dancing around them and moving at a slow pace, just like the two lovers. Every touch was soft, so when Gerard wrapped his arms around his husband's neck and pulled him down for a kiss; every movement of the lips was gentle and was not near bruising.

The kiss ended and Gerard moved so he was sitting near Frank’s half-hard crotch, Gerard sporting the same as his husband. These two, from the moment Frank asked Gerard if he would go on a date with him, were inseparable.

“Yes, but we both know I can shut you out. Then what would you do?” Gerard asked as a smirk graced his lips as his hands splayed over the chest of the man under him.

“Smart ass, but we both know you won’t do that. The last time you did that, where did that leave you?” Frank smirked up at his husband and raised an eyebrow.

“I asked you first though, so you have to answer me.” Gerard’s sly leer grew. He leaned down and slowly started to suck on the spot where neck meets shoulder. A soft pink mark could be seen in a few seconds, Gerard’s lips brushed lightly over the mark. A moan came from Frank and Gerard’s smile could be felt as he made his way down Frank’s chest. Every tattoo was traced by Gerard’s tongue.

“Tease,” Frank breathed out as Gerard’s lips latched onto Frank’s nipple. Sucking and lightly nipping, a flick of the tongue could be felt every now and then as the older of the two men was causing the younger man to absolutely writhe underneath him. Gerard kissed his way over to the other nipple and placing a placid bite on it.

Both of the nipples got the same treatment and were left wet with saliva, the cool air hitting the now fully erect nubs. A gasp could be heard as Gerard was flipped back on his back. Frank was now above Gerard, the only thing that was separating both full erect crotches was a few layers of cloth.

Frank brushed his aching member against the layers of fabric and Gerard’s equally hard member. Both men let out a sound, a gasp made it’s way from Gerard’s lips and a moan from the back of Frank’s throat.

Frank kissed behind his consort’s ear and sucked and bit quite hard. A intake of breath was both felt and heard by Frank. A smile graced his lips as he sucked on the same spot, making the spot a dark red, the small capillaries under the skin bursting and releasing blood to the surface. A gasp came from Gerard as well as a small whimper.

Frank kissed down Gerard’s body, stopping just over his heart and biting down as well as sucking as hard as he could. The minute he pulled away, Frank gently rubbed his spouses nipples before attacking them with his tongue. Gerard was now the one that was contorting from pleasure and his face-- Fuck! His face was something Frank could watch this for the rest of his life.

Frank started to kiss down Gerard’s chest and slowly found his way to the faint happy trail. Using his teeth, the smaller of the two unbuttoned the pants and slid the zipper down. Frank could now see the bulge a bit better and smirked. Slowly, Gerard’s pants were pulled down and the gray briefs came into view.

Frank palmed his husband and heard a cross between a moan, a gasp, and a whine. Frank moved and Gerard unbuttoned his husband's pants. A gasp came from Frank and a low laugh could be heard from Gerard.

“You got marred with no underwear on; shit, that’s hot,” Gerard respired; his breath heavy and hot. Frank pushed his pants all the way down and left them somewhere in the room on the carpeted floor. Frank was as nude as the day he was born and Gerard was not far behind.

Frank pulled Gerard’s gray briefs -- which had a noticeable wet-spot on the front -- off. A sly smile landed on Frank’s face; his monogamist looked like he was going to bolt at the slightest thing. Frank very softly grabbed the package that Gerard carried. A gasp came from Gerard as Frank very lightly started to rub and apply a slight pressure.

Frank brought his mouth down on Gerard’s hard on and licked at the tip. The hips of the man that had his back on the bed moved up in a slight motion. The bright red tip was pushed to Frank’s lips and Frank gladly took more of the meat in his mouth. As far as Frank knew, this was the only meat that would ever touch his lips.

A slow long lick was going down Gerard’s shaft as Frank traced the blood vein that ran down the underside. A moan made it’s way from the back of Gerard’s throat. He did everything in his power not to buck up into Frank’s mouth. Frank pulled off and stopped touching Gerard’s balls for a second. A long stream of spit could be seen drooping from Frank’s red lips.

Gerard took this moment to crawl on top of Frank and take Frank’s entire length into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and very gently kneaded his husband's package. Gerard kissed the tip and kissed Frank’s thighs down to his pouch. Gerard took one side in his mouth and rubbed the other with his hand.

“Fuck, Gerard,” Frank was able to moan out, but it was so low hardly anyone could have heard it. Frank managed to reach up to the side table and get the bottle of lube that was laying there. The cold bottle of lube was palmed in his left hand before Frank flipped the two of them over again.

A pillow was grabbed and Gerard quickly lifted his hips and Frank smiled at him in reassurance. They both had talked about this many time and Frank knew that Gerard was slightly nervous. Gerard had once put it very bluntly as, “I’m going to have your dick up my ass and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous”. Frank just about spit out his coffee that night when Gerard said that out of the blue.

“You sure you want to do this Gee? It’s not to late; we can stop.” Frank looked at Gerard laying on the bed with his short red hair slightly splayed out on the pillow top.

“Yes, now get me lubed up; you're becoming a cock block,” Gerard whined. He looked relaxed and at ease. He knew that it would be easier if he was relaxed. “I trust you Frank, probably more then I should. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He push his slicked-up little finger into Gerard’s little ring of muscle. A soft gasp could be heard. “Did I hurt you Gerard? We can stop."

“No, just feels a little weird, is all.” Gerard looked at Frank with all the love in the world. Frank just kept his finger still, not sure if Gerard was ready for him to move it or not. “Frank, you know you can move your finger, right?”

“No, I wanted to wait for you to give a signal.” Frank looked at Gerard as he spoke, a deep concern in his eyes.

Gerard rolled his eyes and Frank slowly brought his finger out and pushed in back in, curling it slightly, trying his best to stretch the smooth muscle to the point that he could fit in a second finger without hurting Gerard.

Frank slowly pushed in the second finger, his eyes kept on Gerard’s face , searching for any sign of pain. Half way in Frank waited just a few seconds before finishing pushing the two fingers in and just waiting for Gerard to say a word or do something for him to start to moving his fingers again.

Gerard shifted his hips and pushed down on Frank’s fingers once. This was what Frank was waiting for, slowly he twisted and opened up his husband more and made it so Gerard wouldn’t feel any to little pain when they started.

A third finger was slowly pushed into Gerard and a groan could be heard as he was opened just a bit more then he was used to. No movement was made but the breathing and hearts beating. Time passed and two minutes later, a shift in Gerard’s hips told Frank that he was ready. They were talking without words, without eye contact, but through motions and actions.

Previous actions were continued. Gerard was thinking that this was it, but Frank slowly pushed a fourth finger in just to be sure. The action surprised Gerard and a low grunt was released into the stilled air.

A short-lived stillness once again filled the room. When Gerard no longer felt any pain, but was instead just getting to new class of pleasure, a moan could be heard from Gerard. Frank knew this was a pleasure-filled moan and slowly retracted his fingers; the bottle of lube that was next. The man was grabbed and a small amount of the contents were poured onto the hand and rubbed on the shaft.

As Frank slowly pushed himself in, Gerard moaned and rolled his eyes to the back of his head. Though a bit of pain could be felt as Frank filled Gerard to the brim.

“Shit, Hun, you’re tight,” Frank whispered as he was stilled and nipped a bit at the earlobe of the older man.

“Frank, shut up and fuck me,” Gerard growled. A smile graced the face of the younger man who was over Gerard.

Frank slowly pulled his hips out and pushed back at an angle. This angle changed with every withdrawal until a gasp came from Gerard and Frank knew he hit the spot he was looking for. This was what both wanted; they were one now. Gerard and Frank were truly meant for each other.
Frank reached over and brushed the poker that belonged to his spouse. A low moan came from Gerard and Frank wrapped his hand around Gerard and slowly started to stroke him. Gerard stiffened up and the sticky white cum was pushed out and Frank took his husband's lead and let go. As he filled Gerard, both were in bliss.This is what true love looked like. The two men fell asleep with the sheet loose around there hips and Gerard’s arms wrapped around Frank’s neck and Frank’s arms around Gerard’s waist. The two mens' lips close enough to brush. The moonlight outside gave the two the image of two angles, the shadow twisted to look like wings.

Notes

This is the last chapter and it is a long fucker. But was it worth the wait?