Bright Lights That Cast A Shadow

Another week passed without Lindsey doing anything. This whole drawn out thing was really stressing me out. It seemed like she wanted things to happen on certain dates though. Now I just had to figure out what those days were and why they were so important.
This is what led to me and Frank on the floor of his apartment, going over calendars and the internet, scouring for anything that might explain Lindsey's madness.
"It's not holidays," Frank concluded looking up from the calendar that lay between his elbows that were propping him up. "Are we sure the dates are even important?"
"Well Lindsey put that little hint about the dates in the note she was so kind to give us," I reminded him while keeping my gaze on the Google results that appeared on my laptop.
"And she's a psychotic bitch," Frank muttered making me smirk.
"Even more reason for the dates to mean something." He sighed, but turned back to the calendar, continuing the search.
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An hour later we were both tired of looking and had opted to cuddle together on the couch instead. Frank has his arms wrapped curled up to his chest, and his head tucked under my chin. I had my arms wrapped around his waist. We sat there for a long time making small talk about random topics, favorites stuff, music, movies, comics, anything that we could think of.
Somehow though making small talk turned into making out, and before I knew it Frank had me pinned down on the couch and was slipping his tongue into my mouth. I hardly objected and eagerly opened my mouth more to grant him more access.
I sucked on his lip ring and he moaned into the kiss, which turned me on like crazy. I broke the kiss and shoved him back to the other side of the couch so that I could straddle him. I leaned down and placed gentle butterfly kisses across his jaw before going for his neck.
I nipped at the scorpion tattoo on his neck and he moaned again. Smirking, I continued to do it, sucking on his sweet spot. He pulled my face back to his after a couple of minutes, and began to kiss me passionately once more.
I grinded my hips down onto his and I felt our hard on's brush together Frank groaned beneath me, his eyes filled with lust. "Bedroom. Now." He commanded. I nodded fervently in agreement and scrambled off of him so that he could get up. I decided that human speed was too slow, so I picked him up bridal style and sped off using my vampire speed towards the bedroom. He giggled in my arms. "Eager much?"
I placed him on the bed before shoving him back and kissing him hard. His fingers knotted in my hair, while mine went under his shirt, pulling it off. We broke apart for a second so that I could pull it off. He was amazing. His torso was littered with tattoos, and each one was a piece of art. I ran my fingers over the beautifully tattooed on swallows.
"You're beautiful," I breathed, taking him in. He was toned, not quite having the six pack and biceps, but in a nice way, almost slim, but showing that he did have muscle. He blushed at my words before pulling me close and kissing me sweetly.
"You are too." Now it was my turn to blush. I leaned down and traced over his tattoos with my fingers at first, but soon growing more confident and using my tongue. The lower I got the more turned on I could see Frank getting. He decided to even us up and reached under the hem of my shirt and pulling it up and over my head.
Frank climbed over me until he was sitting in my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck and kissing me once more. Then suddenly he began rocking forward, causing our hard on's to rub together with each movement. We both moaned into the kiss, and I reached down, palming him through the fabric of his skinny jeans. He gasped and his head rolled back.
I took that as I cue, and unbuttoned his jeans. He shifted himself and we managed to slip the very much so unwanted fabric off of his hips. I was quick to pull off his boxers after that, releasing his hard dick. It sprang forward, and I looked at him with lust clear in my eyes. Frank Iero was sitting in my lap naked.
I wrapped my hand around his dick and began pumping him. He gasped and his eyes fluttered shut. "Stop," He whined. I stopped confused, but he just went for my zipper. "Not until you're naked too." I obliged, and slipped out of my skinny jeans as quickly as possible. As soon as all barriers between us were gone, Frank slipped into my lap again.
"You're so fucking hot," He whispered dirtily while grinding down on me slowly. I bit my lip with anticipation. "I want you in me." Frank's dirty talk was really turning me on. He leaned in and kissed me sloppily. I whined a minute later when he pulled away, but it was soon replaced with a gasp as I felt a pair of lips on my dick.
Frank ran his tongue up and down the length, stopping to kiss the tip which was leaking pre cum. "Frankie please!" I begged, letting out whoreish moans. He nodded, seeming to understand, and took me into his mouth. He began bobbing his head up and down, sending pleasure spikes through out my body. I writhed against the sheets, moaning and gasping.
I whimpered with disappointment when he pulled his mouth away with a small pop. "It's okay baby, I just need to grab the lube. You're clean right?" He asked. I nodded and he grinned. "Good," He replied his voice getting husky. "I don't want any barriers in between us." He winked at me seductively, before squirting some lube on his hand. He began to lube my dick up, running his hand up and down, and making me buck my hips.
"Would you like to do the pleasure?" He asked when I was sufficiently lubed up. I nodded and he squirted a small amount onto my fingers, before facing away from me and sticking his ass up in the air. I, quite enjoying the view, inserted on finger into his tight hole. I waited for him to adjust before moving it around and inserting another one.
His groins of discomfort became pleasurable gasps, and he began thrusting back into my fingers. Watching him fuck himself with my fingers was possibly the hottest thing I had ever seen.
"Mmm wanna...ride you..." He gasped out when he was fully stretched. I nodded and laid back for him to position himself. He moved himself in between my thighs, lining himself up over my dick, before lowering himself down. I moaned as I watched him put my dick inside of him. He finally got as far down as possible and paused for a second, his face a mixture of discomfort and pleasure.
"You're so tight Frankie," I groaned, anticipating the moment he would start riding me.
"And you're so big. I love it." Slowly he began bobbing, gradually picking up the pace. I waited until I felt he was fully comfortable to begin bucking my hips up to meet his thrusts. He screamed suddenly.
"Ah! Fuck! Gee right there!" I grinned in satisfaction, and began pounding into his prostate as hard as I could. He writhed above me, his head thrown back, mouth agape and eyelids fluttering. Our moans mixed together as we both came close to our climax. I grabbed his dick and began jerking him off, and his back arched forward. "Fuck fuck fuck! Gee I'm getting close!" A second later he came across me stomach, his ass clenching tight around my dick. I moaned, and pounded into him hard three more times, before reaching my own climax, and cumming inside of him.
He collapsed on top of me, not even bothering to remove himself from my dick. "Oh my God Gee. That was fucking amazing!" He panted out of breath and smiling.
"We need to do that more often," I agreed. We lay there while catching our breath, before getting up and getting a shower together. When we were done we stripped the bed. We were too tired to actually find new sheets so we just grabbed some extra blankets that he had lying around.
We cuddled together in bed, our naked bodies pressed together. This night had definitely turned out better than I think either of us imagined, not that I minded in the least bit.
"I love you Gee," Frank whispered sleepily. I knew he would be out in the next couple of minutes.
"I love you too Frankie." I kissed his forehead softly and inhaled his scent which was a mix of coffee, cigarettes and...lemon maybe? I smiled to myself. It didn't mattered. Frank was the most perfect boy in the world and I had him all to myself. I didn't even deserve him, but for some reason he loved me and I loved him. And even with all this Lindsey shit, that's all that really mattered to me.

Notes

So I finally got to the smut. Yes, it's cringe worthy I know. Isn't it sooo nice that Gee and Frankie are having a good time? Hehe wouldn't want to ruin that or anything *shifty eyes*

So what do you guys think about the dates? Any ideas? Psst! I know...

We're coming to a swift and final close here people. Not many chapters left. Which is actually kinda sad because I've had a lot of fun writing this. This is the longest thing I have ever written and it'll be sad to end it.