The Bet (Frerard)

Frank's POV

"Hi Fra-" Zacky is cut off by the door slamming in his face and startling me.

"Frank go and get some pants." Gerard demands, and I run to his room, and get my Misfits pajama pants out of my bag and I quickly slide them on, and I bolt back upstairs.

Gerard is standing by the door with his hand in the knob.

"I'm back, can I let him in now?" I question, slightly aggravated with Gerard.

"Of course." He smiles and opens he door. He trudges back to couch as Zacky walks in and closes the door.

"As I was saying," Zacky says looking at Gerard, and then he looks at me. "Hi Frank, how are you?"

"I'm fine," I smile and walk a bit closer to him.

"Why are you even here?" Gerard spits, as he pulls a little box out of his pocket.

"Mikey wanted to get coffee with me, if that wasn't a problem." Zacky answers.

"Not at all. Mikey! Come down stairs now!" Gerard yells, and I see him pull a cigarette out of the box. He lights it as Mikey appears and he walks over to Zacky.

Gerard smokes?

"Ready to go?" Zacky asks Mikey and he nods as he slides his coat on.

"Bye, we'll be back in about an hour or so." Mikey says and he opens the door and steps outside.

"Bye guys," Zacky says and begin to walk out the door, but right before it can close, he sticks his head in the slim crack. "Oh, and Frank... Tell me what you thought about my present when I get back." He says and winks, and he closes the door.

"Present?" Gerard growls.

"Gee... He came by and gave it to me, I-I-" I try, but no other words will come out of my mouth.

"Save it! I'm opening it." Gerard says and struts downstairs to his room. I follow close behind him, trying to tell him that it's fine, but he doesn't listen.

We reach his room and he immediaetly spots the sliver wrapping paper. He storms towards it and takes it off the ground. He rips the wrapping paper off and he opens the card board flaps. He digs around the box, and right when he seems satisfied, I hear an extremely loud gasp and rips the item out of the present.

"He fucking got you lube?!!" Gerard yells, and he throws the bottle across the room. I yelp when it hits the wall, and Gerard throws the box onto his bed, and rushes to his closet.

"Gee? What are you-" I start.

"Get dressed..." He growls in a low tone that frightens me.

"Wha-" I try to object but Gerard storms toward me and nudges me toward the bed.

"Fucking get dressed!" He yells and he changes quickly into jeans and an Iron Maiden shirt. I fumble with my clothes but I get them on. I don't even have time to do anything else before Gerard picks up the lube, shoves it in his pocket, and drags me up the stairs.

"Gerard!" I cry. "What's gotten into you?!"

"Zacky fucking Baker has! I'm done with his bullshit! I thought we could be friends, but he fucking gives you cherry fucking flavored lube?! Nah-ah, I'm not putting up with it." He yells as he pulls me out of the house.

He yanks me to the car and puts me in the passenger seat before getting into the drivers seat. He starts the car immediaetly and before I know it, we're zooming into town.

"What are you doing?" I shriek.

"I'm gonna beat the fucking shit out of Zacky! I don't been care if this lube shit was a joke! He isn't allowed to make those jokes with you! I am! He cannot think of you like that in any way, or I will rip his throat out! Do you understand me?!" He shouts and I cower in my seat. We arrive in front of a Starbucks and I'm in total shock when I see Zacky and Mikey ordering.

Gerard begins to leave the car, but I grab the back of his shirt and pull him back in.

"Frank? What are you-" I cut him off by smashing my lips to his. His hands tangle themselves in my hair, and pull me closer. Without even asking, I feel Gerard's tongue invade me mouth, causing a heavy moan to escape from my lips.

"Come on Gee..." I breathe into his mouth. "Let's just go home. It's you and me for about an hour or so..." I whisper trying to get him not to beat the living shit out of Zacky. "We can even put that new lube to the test." I feel him smile and I know I've got him.

"I get to have my way with you in bed?" He breathes.

"Oh absolutely..." I moan and before I know it, Gerard is back on the wheel, rushing home.

I smile, happy about two things.

One: I just saved Zacky a trip to the hospital.

Two: I know I can really seduce Gerard, and that makes me feel accomplished.

I look at Gerard's pants, and there is a giant tent on the front. I lick my lips and I hold the sides of my seat.

Why do I want this so much?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" He yells as he realizes there is a bit of traffic.

"Don't worry babe, once we get home-" Gerard cuts me off by ripping his seatbelt off and pouncing on me. He pulls my hair and yanks my lips to his.

"Ah, Gee..." He I moan into his mouth.

"I can't hold it in anymore. Dammit Frank! I want you so badly..." I slurs. His hands hangs out by my pants and in a sudden movement, he shoves it in my boxers.

"Ahhhh!" I roll my head back as he begins to jack me off.

I uncountiuosly buck my hips into his hand.

"Keep going!" Gerard demands, and I thrust my hips up into his hand repeatedtly.

I suddenly hear a loud honk of a horn, and I push Gerard back into his seat.

"Fucking people!" Gerard yells. "You know what, fuck it!" He takes a quick turn and rushes past some of the cars and we end up in an abandoned parking lot. He parks in a random spot and he blasts the radio with the Misfits.

He literally punches my seatbelt and it flies back into place. He takes my shoulder and basically throws me to the back seat. He climbs on with me before I can do anything. He immedieatly peels his shirt off and I do the same. He throws it to the from if the car, and I let mine fall to the floor. I watch as his dick strains his pants and I lick my lips. While he locks the car, I take my pants off and throws them to the trunk as run my fingers through my hair, trying to make it messy like Gerard likes it.

Once he sees me, his yes go wide and I feel like the smirk on my face is helping. He growls and he unbuttons his jeans, and his dick springs out, and his underwear is still on!

"Fuck..." He groans and he pushes me down on the seat, having me lie down, and he straddles my hips. He takes his boxers off and drops them to the floor. He then stands up a bit and rips mine off. I gasp at the cold air hits me, and Gerard begins sucking on my neck.

"Gee... My moms is going to n-notice all of the hick-hickeys!" I exclaim.

"I don't care! We'll run away together! You're mine now. I fucking love you!" He yells and kisses me passionately. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel how hard his dick actually is.

"Fuck..." He growls and he lifts me up, breaking the kiss, and before I can do anything, he is pushing me against the window. The cold glass is painful on my back, but I'll be warm in a bit.

"Frank... I-I need to," he whines and he looks at our cocks. I watch him and look down myself and his cock is engorged severely.

I lick my lips and I look at him and I spit into my hand. I coat his dick with my saliva, considering it's our only option.

Suddenly, Gerard cries out and buries his face in my neck. I love to see Gerard like this. He wants me to do this. I seem a bit more dominant now. But this pleasure ends all too quickly once I stop stroking Gerard's cock. He growls and pushes me even harder against the window and he impales me with his hard cock, my prostate being hit immediately.

"AHHH!!" I scream, not knowing what's happening. The pain is almost unbearable, but the pleasure is outstanding.

Gerard pulls his hips back and pushes foward again even harder. The thrusts create a beautiful rhythm, like music. Speaking of music, the Misfits Astro Zombies blare out. Gerard suddenly bites down on my neck hard, in a particular spot that drives me crazy. I rip my neck away and kiss Gerard hard. He falls back onto the seat, his thrusts continuing and his wet tongue collides with mine. I place my hands on his neck, and my fingers curl around it. I apply pressure, but not too much. I watch Gerard's chest glisten with sweat and I see the pool on his stomach of my precum.

"Fuck Frank... Uhh..." Gerard let's out moans, and they don't stop. "Fuck- ride me harder babe." I comply and grind my hips down repeatedly.

I remove my hands from Gerard's neck, and I sit up straight. Gerard's thrusts causing me to bounce on his dick. I roll my hips once, and the breathtaking sound Gerard makes encourages me to continue. Gerard likes a show and that's what I want to give him.

My hands run up my slick body; from my hips to my hair. I pull on my locks and massage my scalp.

"Oh...oh God Frank, I need you!" He yells over the music. I smile at the sound, and I trail one of my hands down my body and I rest it on my hip. My other hand falls to my lips and I lick my finger tips, then I take them into my mouth. I suck vigoursly and Gerard squeezes my hips way too hard.

"Uhh, Gerard...." I gasp. "I'm about to-to-" Gerard stops me, and he squeezes my cock extremely hard. I scream loudly as intense pleasure surrounds my body. I cum hard, shooting the sticky substance all the way to Gerard's chin. My insides tighten very much around Gerard, and he arches his back and I feel him shoot up into me, his moans making my fingertips tingle. I collapse onto his stomach and I feel Gerard's chest rise and fall at a rapid pase.

I'm about to fall asleep before I hear Gerard speak.

"You're so much more than a bet."

Notes

I suck at updating...

I'm real sorry for making you guys wait so long....

Also @EarlySunsetsOverMonroeville helped me so thank her! She told me about the Zacky getting mad at Gerard, and she also gave me another great idea I'll be using, so she is awesome! Oh, and check out her stories! THEY ARE AMAZING!
And another amazing book I started reading is 'Laugh With Me'
HOLY SHART ITS GOOD! @frankenweenie and @XoSaveMeFromMyselfXo write it AND YOU SHOULD CHECK IT OUT! Both those stories rock!!!!

Well I was Revenge!Frank for halloween and I put fake blood all over my face, and it was nice. ^u^

AND I have two more chapters written for this, so I'll be posting those later, and thank you! Comment my fishies please?

~Frerardified