Never Play God.

Frank ran the tip of the knives blade down the pale skin on Gerard's neck, dragging the silver over the slight rise and fall of the older mans chest as the skin dipped beneath the light pressure.

"You look so pretty like this.. So.." The tiptoeing male paused for thought, looking for the right word,

"So helplessly hot." He concluded with a smirk that was cut short by him leaning forwards, his candy coloured tongue running over the trail of day old hickeys Gerard had tattooed across his neck and torso. The older male whimpered and keened, sparks of pleasure shooting through his restrained body. Frank grinned at the reaction hr had earned before using the heel of his palm to press down with an amount of pressure no thousands of paper thin layers of porcelain skin could with-stand. Gerard choked out a yelp, pain over coming any pleasure as the thick blade plunged into his waist line.

His noises failing to satisfy the changing expression of the now blood dampened Frank, the smaller male scrunched up his nose with a grimace. The crimison fluid was oozing out of the wound that was still puckered around the knife, the knife that Feank was ever so slowly beginning to twist.

"Do you not enjoy this?" The smaller man questioned with a hurt expression, his inked fingers whitening at the knuckles as he gripped the silver of the handle with uncompromising passion. Gerard flicked his tongue about the inside of his mouth, searching for the much needed moisture that 3 days of limited food and drink had left him with.

"Y-" His brown locks fell into his soulless eyes as he coughed then twitched his head in agonising insanity,

"Fuck.. Yes." He managed to whisper as Frank slowed the painful twisting of the knife to an almost holt.

"Good." Frank leant up on his toes, his parted lips pressing swiftly onto the wounded mans lips before they fell into a small, childlike grin, a trail of giggles following. The stanley knife was slowly dragged out of Gerards weeping wound, the stained blade only about 2 or 3 centimetres long. It was dropped to the floor in a clatter of sound mixed with the taller boys whimpers.

"Frank.." The male tilted his head back, the pale skin that covered his jugular stretched out, a single purple hickey in the direct centre,

"Yes." Frank could feel an almost bubble forming in his stomach as arousal began to drain most of his body of its blood supply. Gerard tugged against the leather bracelets that held his hands out in an almost sacrificial stance,

"J-Just fuck.. More pain.." His tone was husky and Frank reached out a bloody hand, dragging the tips of his fingers down the exposed neck of his lover, his teeth causing his own blood to surface and trickle very slowly down his chin,

"No Gerard, its not pain, I'm just, "casting a spell" to make you understand what you've done wrong." The smaller male flattened his palm against the taller boys cheek then retracted his arm for a moment, slamming it back into the chiseled jaw line of the now whimpering Gerard. The wince of sudden movement caused a shot of pain to fly through Gerard's abdomen leaving him writhing in agony as he struggled to keep on his feet,

"Frank," he tried to turn his face away,

"Frank, again." Gerard moaned and screwed his eyes shut, hopefully waiting for another blow but nothing was received. Frank had turned his attention away from his lover and was staring at the locked basement door,

"Fran-"

"Sh." He commanded, slamming a balled fist into Gerards stomach before padding his sock covered feet towards the exit,

"Someone's here." His voice came out on a shaky breath, Gerard's matching the tanned males worried expression.

"Shit." Gerard tugged yet again on the restraints and Frank span on his heel, brow puckered as he pressed a bloodied digit to his lips,

"You stay here? I go up." Frank mouthed, enthused by many hand movements and gestured. Gerard nodded and the smaller male wiped his hands down his now ruined Misfits shirt, reaching for the door as he held the key with his other hand. He was out the door and up the stairs before Gerard could even comprehend what was happening, the small males body hugging the walls and shadows as he fell into stealth mode, tip toeing from room to room looking for the intruder. Finally he reached the kitchen, his bloodied torso leaning out and around the door as his dark eyes caught contact with a taller males silhouette.

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