The Human Stain

A/N: There is smut here I will mark when it starts so if you don't want to read it you don't have too!

I woke up the next day once again to a cold bed, except this time Frank would be apparently gone all day according to the note he left on his side of the bed. I let out a little laugh. I never thought I would ever even begin to think of things like “his side of the bed” or any other stupid cliché romantic thing such as that. I climbed out of bed and got dressed for the day deciding to go casual rather than outing clothing like I had been wearing lately. After wrestling slightly with his hair and attempting to make it seem like it had a semblance of cooperativeness in it; he headed downstairs to have breakfast with Mikey.

Breakfast was painfully slow for some reason time seemed to be melting away completely; of course that could just be being caused by the ridiculous heat outside. They lived in London for Christ’s sake they never even had the inkling of warm weather where did this sweltering torture come from? Immediately after breakfast I went back upstairs and swapped the dress I was wearing for a pair of shorter pants and shirt. These came from the men’s side of my closet. I guess Mikey didn’t know if I would want to dress up in women’s or men’s clothing. Honestly I prefer wearing both.

Actually this is an aspect of my life that I’ve been criticized heavily upon throughout it even when I thought myself a human. I have always been comfortable in dresses as well as suits, and I never really knew why. For the most part I think it’s because I identify with different characteristics of each gender. I enjoy being feminine like most woman are such as, wearing dresses, wearing make up, and other things that the masses consider feminine. Although I will have to say that it is rather rude and constricting to put all these expectations put on a gender. It is not wrong if a man wants to act like a woman, or a woman like a man.

The characteristics of a man that I mostly identify with has always been the feeling protective of things or people that I see are weaker than me, and probably enjoying things like drinking and cigarettes, and some hints of other masculine things. Although there is also a whole slew of gender roles that are forced upon men, although personally I believe women have it worse. I sighed and picked at my shirt slightly and began to wonder if Frank would like me wearing men’s clothing.

Personally dresses are more comfortable but on rare days like today when it’s more convenient I still am thankful to own menswear. I am really grateful as well that lately it seems the gender roles on both sexes have become much more relaxed. I believe that is why so many men and women vampires are allowed to wear suits and gowns now, and stray outside what is expected of them.

I shook my head and laughed at myself; I can get really philosophical without meaning to sometimes. Honestly I’m probably the worst person to have an opinion on this subject despite my involvement within it. I headed down the library and grabbed a few more books that I had recommended to me and then went back to my room. I have a feeling today will be a day where I spend most of it alone. I am completely okay with that.

I flop down on my bed and crack open the first book and proceed to immerse myself in the world of the story. I finish the book at what I think is a few hours later. It was rather interesting I glance at the title once again Anna Karenina. It had an interesting story line although it wasn’t like I thought it would be. I was a little bit disappointed.

I sighed and instead of picking up another one of the books I had grabbed or going to put Anna Karenina back, my mind strayed to Frank. Frank had surprised me.

I hadn’t expected him to care so much about me after we’ve only just met. Honestly it’s kind of amazing…well maybe a rather large amount of amazing. My thoughts strayed to his looks. Frank was the most attractive man I’ve ever seen actually. His eyes, hair, face, and obviously his body. His awesome body that I would love to kiss and touch and let him do what he wishes with it to me. I blush at that train of thought and look down at myself realizing that I am in fact slightly erect.

I make a tiny abortive noise and bit my lip to stop a stream of curses from coming out. Not exactly what I wished to happen. Vampire’s have a law that states that once one has found a mate neither mate is allowed to touch themselves sexually without their mates presence. Once again I haven’t known Frank long enough and I don’t really want to force him to do anything with me.

While worrying immensely about what do with this situation the door opens without my notice.

“Gerard?” I hear Frank say and I look up blushing realizing how this must look.

“Hello Frank…” I say attempting to cover myself and look down.

*SMUT STARTS HERE* I hear Frank chuckle and the sound of a door shutting and locking before feeling the bed dip. There is silence for a few moments and I continue to look at the ground too embarrassed to say or do anything. Frank scoots up the bed closer to me and kisses me softly on the mouth and palms me lightly through my pants. I whimper.

“Is this for me?” Frank questions and I look up seeing him smirk down at me.

“F-Frank.” I let out shakily a bit terrified and Frank senses my mood immediately, and quickly removes his hand from my groin and sits back not touching me.

“What’s wrong?” He asks sounding worried, “Did I do something wrong? Did someone hurt you? Who was it? I’ll kill them.” Frank gets steadily more angry as the questions go on and I decide to stop him.

“No Frank no one did anything you are fine it is just…I’ve never done anything like this before.” I flinch slightly at how awkward the words sound coming out.

“Oh.” Frank says and for a moment I think I’ve disappointed him but then the smile returns to his face, “So no one’s ever touched you here before…” he says palming my crotch once again.

“N-No.” I say and arch up and groan slightly at his touch.

“Tell me what you enjoy.” Frank states pulling down my pants off my legs and I nod.
Frank begins to palm me even more through my underwear and I groan slightly at the sensation and if it is possible he smiles even wider. This goes on for a few long minutes and it all begins to feel like one giant tease.

“Frank please!” I beg.

“What?” He asks in that sultry voice of his, “What do you want Gerard?”

“Touch me please.”

“I am sweetheart.”

“I, just, more!” I pant out and he laughs at my desperation.

Frank pulls my underwear down slowly as if he was unwrapping a gift. He pauses for a moment and just stares at me and I begin to feel self conscious.

“So beautiful.” He breathes out, “You have to tell me what you want Gee, my mouth or my hand?”

“Mouth!” I gasp out as he takes me into his hand obviously not patient enough to wait for my answer.

Frank pumps me for a moment before leaning down to lick away a drop of pre-cum and moaning slightly at the taste. He takes my head into his mouth and it’s like a thousand different sensations all at once. He starts to suck and tongue my slit and I moan and buck my hips. Frank pulls off and glares at me slightly holding my hips down; making it clear that he is in charge, and I nod my understanding and bite my lip.

Frank goes back to sucking around my cock and steadily I begin to get closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly Frank takes me down deep in his throat and I gasp and moan at the same time.

“Frank! Frank! Oh my god!” I cum for what feels like forever as Frank swallows around me and by the time I am done I am shivering with the feeling of over stimulation.

*SMUT ENDS HERE*

Frank pulls off smiling and kisses me on the mouth and I taste myself and parts of him mixed together like a harmony and I hum in happiness. I pull away at a sudden thought though.

“Don’t, um, don’t you need help?” I say blushing a bright red.

“I think you underestimate how amazingly vixen-like you can be.” Frank says kissing me again and directing my gaze down to the groin area of his pants where I can see he has cum himself. I blush once again. I blush quite a lot.

“You are so adorable!” Frank says hugging tight and then begins to strip out his clothes and I make a tiny noise and turn away before Frank turns me back toward him, “Gerard it is alright.” He strips me of my shirt which is the only clothing item I have on left and then resumes stripping himself until he is as naked as myself.

He leaves and goes to the bathroom cleaning up the small mess of cum that we have left on ourselves before crawling into bed with me.

“Frank I-” Frank shushes me.

“Sleep now, talk in the morning.” Frank kisses me on the top of my head and strokes my hair until I fall asleep dreaming of him.

Notes

I'M SO SORRY! IT'S BEEN OVER A MONTH AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE! I just don't ever do well mood wise in the summer but I've been feeling a lot better lately and I swear I'll start writing again and it doesn't help that I just got addicted to League Of Legends and just ugh I'm so sorry...I tried to make up for it with smut.

Mostly this chapter stems from the fact that I'm beginning to wonder if I'm gender fluid and struggling with it...yeah....sorry. Anyway.

I got two bowties today and I'm very happy.

Song of the chapter: Fluorescent Adolescent by Arctic Monkeys