Vampires Will Never Hurt You
I Can't Control Myself Because I Don't Know How
Gerard’s POV
“Morning, sleepy head,” I called to Frank as he stumbled into the kitchen.
“Morning,” he replied. He walked to the table and hugged me from behind.
“You didn’t have to make me breakfast,” he said, burying his face in my neck. I shivered when I felt his breath on my skin.
“I wanted to do something nice for you after sinking my teeth into your neck,” I chuckled, taking a sip of my coffee.
After breakfast we sat on the couch, watching some old romance movie but I wasn’t paying attention. Frank grabbed the remote and switched it off, laying down on the couch and putting his head in my lap.
“Hi,” he smiled up at me. I couldn’t help but smile back, he was so cute. He grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me into a long kiss. My heart rate was climbing by the second and I pulled away quickly.
“I’m sorry,” I said when I saw the slightly hurt look in his eyes. “I know I said I would try to control it, but I don’t know how.”
He grabbed my hand and put it on his chest. His heartbeat was steady.
“Do you trust me?” He asked. I nodded, of course I trust him. “Then trust me when I say that you’re strong enough to do this.”
He pulled me into another kiss, this time softer than the last. I felt my heart rate steady and I started kissing him more passionately.
I shifted myself so I was lying on top of him. I left a trail of kisses on his jawline and began to suck a spot on his neck. He let out a little moan and then laughed at himself. I kept sucking until I was sure to leave a mark and then removed his shirt. I took mine off too and let the clothing fall to the floor.
He pulled me close to him and crashed his lips into mine. His hands traveled down my back to my butt, giving it a light squeeze. I bit his lip in response, making him smirk into the kiss. I unzipped his pants and slid them off, leaving him in just his boxers.
He slipped a hand into my boxers and my breathing hitched. My heart was pounding and I felt myself getting harder with each passing second. I thought I finally had control over myself when I felt my fangs coming out.
“Frank, stop,” I panted. He removed his hand and I stood up. I was dripping with sweat, my hands clenched into fists. I couldn’t fight it this time, I just couldn’t.
“You need to get away from me right now, Frankie.”
Frank’s POV
“Gee, what-”
“GET AWAY FROM ME!” He screamed. His fangs were bared and his eyes were blood red. “NOW!”
I backed myself against the wall, too afraid to move or speak. I hated this. I hated fearing the man I loved.
I flinched as he grabbed a lamp and threw it at the wall beside me, little pieces of glass flying everywhere.
He suddenly froze, panting, and fell to his knees. I heard him start to cry and I scrambled to my feet, kneeling beside him.
“I’m so sorry, Frankie,” he sobbed. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his cheek as I did so.
“Don’t be sorry, Gee. It’s okay, I’m fine,” I said in my best effort to comfort him. He buried his face in my shoulder.
“No, it’s not okay. I can’t control myself around you. What if next time it’s worse? What if I can’t stop myself from ripping your throat out and I actually do kill you? What then, Frankie?” He stopped crying now and said something that made me feel like my heart was ripped out of my chest.
“You would be better off without me.”
I grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look me in the eye. “No, I wouldn’t. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Gee. I love you. I’m not letting you go that easily,” he nodded and stood up, grabbing a broom and dustpan to clean up the glass.
I went to the bathroom and jumped in the shower to clear my thoughts. I always did some of my best thinking in there.
I turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist. I looked around for a comb but couldn’t find one. I opened the medicine cabinet and found nothing but a few bottles of flu medicine and… what the fuck?
I grabbed the small square blade and walked into the living room where Gerard was cleaning up the last of the glass. I held up the razor and said the only thing I could think of at the moment.
“What the fuck is this?”
“Morning, sleepy head,” I called to Frank as he stumbled into the kitchen.
“Morning,” he replied. He walked to the table and hugged me from behind.
“You didn’t have to make me breakfast,” he said, burying his face in my neck. I shivered when I felt his breath on my skin.
“I wanted to do something nice for you after sinking my teeth into your neck,” I chuckled, taking a sip of my coffee.
After breakfast we sat on the couch, watching some old romance movie but I wasn’t paying attention. Frank grabbed the remote and switched it off, laying down on the couch and putting his head in my lap.
“Hi,” he smiled up at me. I couldn’t help but smile back, he was so cute. He grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me into a long kiss. My heart rate was climbing by the second and I pulled away quickly.
“I’m sorry,” I said when I saw the slightly hurt look in his eyes. “I know I said I would try to control it, but I don’t know how.”
He grabbed my hand and put it on his chest. His heartbeat was steady.
“Do you trust me?” He asked. I nodded, of course I trust him. “Then trust me when I say that you’re strong enough to do this.”
He pulled me into another kiss, this time softer than the last. I felt my heart rate steady and I started kissing him more passionately.
I shifted myself so I was lying on top of him. I left a trail of kisses on his jawline and began to suck a spot on his neck. He let out a little moan and then laughed at himself. I kept sucking until I was sure to leave a mark and then removed his shirt. I took mine off too and let the clothing fall to the floor.
He pulled me close to him and crashed his lips into mine. His hands traveled down my back to my butt, giving it a light squeeze. I bit his lip in response, making him smirk into the kiss. I unzipped his pants and slid them off, leaving him in just his boxers.
He slipped a hand into my boxers and my breathing hitched. My heart was pounding and I felt myself getting harder with each passing second. I thought I finally had control over myself when I felt my fangs coming out.
“Frank, stop,” I panted. He removed his hand and I stood up. I was dripping with sweat, my hands clenched into fists. I couldn’t fight it this time, I just couldn’t.
“You need to get away from me right now, Frankie.”
Frank’s POV
“Gee, what-”
“GET AWAY FROM ME!” He screamed. His fangs were bared and his eyes were blood red. “NOW!”
I backed myself against the wall, too afraid to move or speak. I hated this. I hated fearing the man I loved.
I flinched as he grabbed a lamp and threw it at the wall beside me, little pieces of glass flying everywhere.
He suddenly froze, panting, and fell to his knees. I heard him start to cry and I scrambled to my feet, kneeling beside him.
“I’m so sorry, Frankie,” he sobbed. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his cheek as I did so.
“Don’t be sorry, Gee. It’s okay, I’m fine,” I said in my best effort to comfort him. He buried his face in my shoulder.
“No, it’s not okay. I can’t control myself around you. What if next time it’s worse? What if I can’t stop myself from ripping your throat out and I actually do kill you? What then, Frankie?” He stopped crying now and said something that made me feel like my heart was ripped out of my chest.
“You would be better off without me.”
I grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look me in the eye. “No, I wouldn’t. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Gee. I love you. I’m not letting you go that easily,” he nodded and stood up, grabbing a broom and dustpan to clean up the glass.
I went to the bathroom and jumped in the shower to clear my thoughts. I always did some of my best thinking in there.
I turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist. I looked around for a comb but couldn’t find one. I opened the medicine cabinet and found nothing but a few bottles of flu medicine and… what the fuck?
I grabbed the small square blade and walked into the living room where Gerard was cleaning up the last of the glass. I held up the razor and said the only thing I could think of at the moment.
“What the fuck is this?”
Notes
I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THE CLIFFHANGER!
Everyone on here is so nice and supportive I just want to wrap you all in a big hug (◡‿◡✿)
I love this so much <3
9/16/16