Unreal...(edited)

When Gerard arrived home, Frankie now asleep on his back, he decided that he'd waited quite long enough thank you very much, and he'd let himself have this, have his Frankie. He'd been alone too long and he just wanted to be loved, and to love in return. So what if this wasn't real?...it sure felt real, and he couldn't wait to feel just how real it would be.

His own thoughts making him blush slightly, Gerard started to feel his skinnies tighten a little and he realised that there was no way he was going to be able to get his keys from his pocket, while still holding Frankie up.

"Frankie...wake up sweetie."

He turned his head and cooed in the sleeping boy's ear. Frankie moaned softly, a noise that went straight to Gerard's dick, and fluttered open tired eyes.

"I'm sleepy."

He hummed, rubbing his face against Gerard's shirt and yawning into his neck.

"But we're home Frankie, and I can't get my keys like this."

Gerard whined, his pants now starting to get a bit uncomfortable. Frankie grumbled for a moment, but then lifted his head to look at the older man and smiled sweetly.

"Ok, I'll wake up..."

God, his sleepy voice was adorable. Gerard carefully placed his boyfriend on the ground and started digging in his pocket for the allusive keys, unfortunately, this just drew Frankie's eyes down to Gerard's growing "problem", and suddenly he was giggling.

"You need some help there babe?"

Gerard blushed brighter, shaking his head.

"If you weren't so damn cute..."

Aha! Keys!

"Oh, so that's my fault?"

Frankie grinned.

"You know it is."

Gerard mumbled, glowing red now and attempting to hide in his hair. Frankie giggled again, taking the keys from Gerard's fingers as it didn't look like he was going to unlock the door any time soon, and Frankie really wanted to get him inside and stick his tongue down his throat already.

Turning the key, Frankie opened the door, reached back to grab Gerard's hand and dragged him inside, kicking the door shut behind them both. Gerard squeaked at being pulled, but allowed himself to go willingly.

Suddenly Gerard found himself pressed back against the door, his lips being fiercely attacked and Frankie's hands exploring his body, the smaller moulding himself against the taller.

"Oh...Frankie..."

Gerard could feel that he was almost fully hard now, and he couldn't help but start grinding himself up against Frankie's hip, and in doing so, discovering that Frankie was now achingly hard too, and really big. Gerard's eyes flew open.

"Oh, God Frankie...I want you."

He moaned into his mouth, feeling Frankie press back, impossibly close and tight.

"Gerard."

Frankie's hands were now pulling on Gerard's t-shirt, forcing it up and over his head, their kiss only breaking for a moment before the younger male was shoving his tongue back in, enjoying the taste of his lover's hot mouth as they battled for dominance, Frankie winning hands down.

Gerard fisted one hand in Frankie's hair, tugging his head back so he could take in a ragged breath, causing the smaller man to moan whorishly, long and loud...well, that was something to remember.

"Too...many clothes."

Gerard moaned, pulling on Frankie's shirt.

Frank stepped backwards, making Gerard whimper at the loss of contact, but he quickly realised that he was assisting in Gerard's quest for nudity, as he ripped off his own top, actually ripping it a little, then moved onto his jeans.

Gerard batted his hands away and tore at the other man's pants, dragging them down his slim but muscular legs, letting him step out and practically drooling when he saw that he'd gone commando. Gerard dropped to his knees in front of Frankie, looking up at him with lust blown eyes before leaning in and running his tongue from Frank's balls right up to the tip, swiping over the slit and tasting the sweet but salty pre-cum, and making him shiver and moan in ecstasy.

"Ahhhh...Geee."

Smiling, cause he'd done that, Gerard took the head of Frank's rock hard cock into his mouth, sucking and licking before sliding all the way down, deep throating him first time and swallowing around him. Frankie's hands grabbed at his hair as he gasped and moaned, completely unable to form words now.

Gerard held Frankie's hips as he started to bob his head, and Frankie tried not to thrust his hips forward, even though Gerard didn't seem to have a gag reflex. He didn't want to choke him.

"G-Gee...I'm...I'm cl-close..."

He breathed out, his voice raising an octave. Gerard pulled off, making Frankie whine as cold air touched his heated flesh.

"Gee?"

Gerard stood, pulling Frank forward into him and attacking his neck with biting kisses.

"Not yet baby...I want you in me when you cum!"

Frankie whimpered, then hurriedly started undoing Gerard's skinnies and pulling them down, his now painful erection jumping free from the denim. He'd gone commando too and Frankie's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw it...long thick and dark, standing proud against Gerard's slim, pale stomach.

"Oh...my God...Gee...you're beautiful."

He whispered breathlessly, looking up into Gerard's hooded eyes before helping him to remove the pants from around his ankles so they were both naked.

Skin moved against slick skin as they ground onto each other, hands in hair, lips and teeth leaving dark bruises, marking each other as their own.

Frankie pulled back from his lover's embrace and roughly turned Gerard around to face the wall, pressing himself onto the other's back and using his right foot to kick Gerard's legs apart.

Gerard grunted as Frankie made him lean forward, bending at the hips to give the younger man perfect access.

"Suck..."

Frankie hissed, sticking three fingers round in front of Gerard's mouth.

"I know you're good at that."

Gerard did as he was told, as Frankie continued to grind against his ass...licking and sucking, coating the digits with as much saliva as he could. When satisfied with Gerard's efforts, Frankie removed his fingers from the now desperate man's mouth and trailed them slowly down his spine, making him shiver uncontrollably before sliding one around Gerard's tight hole, then pushing tentatively inside.

Gerard gasped at the stinging intrusion, panting slightly as he reacquainted himself with the feeling, it had been a while. After a moment or two, he nodded his approval and Frankie started to move his finger slowly in and out. Soon Gerard was pushing back against the finger, whining for more and Frankie took the hint, removing one to replace it with two and starting to gently scissor the digits to create a stretch.

Gerard whimpered, squirming as Frankie curled his fingers deep inside.

"Frankie...pl-please..."

"What do you want?..."

Frankie breathed hot against Gerard's neck, thrusting his fingers slowly in...and out, in...and out.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you."

Gerard shuddered, he needed more.

"F-Frankie...fu...oh God...fuck me...please, for the l-love of G-God...FUCK ME...NOW!"

Frankie didn't need any more encouragement, removing his fingers from Gerard's hole with a wet pop, Frankie spat in his hand and stroked his aching cock a couple of times, using spit and pre-cum that was running down to his balls by now as lube, then pressed his tip against the tight opening.

"Ready?..."

Gerard nodded frantically and Frank pushed forward all the way, burying himself to the hilt. They both groaned out at the feeling and Frankie stilled, giving Gerard a chance to adjust.

Gently stroking his lover's sides and purring sweet nothings in his ear, Frank waited as Gerard shook and sobbed slightly.

"Are you ok baby?...did I hurt you?..."

Please say no?!

Gerard remained still and silent for several minutes, only small whimpers and sobs leaving his lips. Frankie was by far the biggest that he'd ever had, and truth be told, it did hurt quite a bit, but slowly he became used to the feeling of being so completely filled up, and started to shift his hips, grinding slowly back into the other man's lap.

Frankie got the message and grabbing onto Gerard's slim hips, started thrusting in and out, slowly at first, then increasing his speed.

Moans and expletives slipped from his mouth as he pounded harder into Gerard's tight little hole, but Gerard remained quiet, biting roughly on his bottom lip, drawing blood as he tried not to cry out, his fingernails threatening to break as he dug them into the plaster on the wall.

"Moan for me baby..."

Frankie murmured.

"I want to hear you."

Gerard released his lip, ruby liquid dripping from his chin and he moaned.

"Uhhhhhh...Fraannnkkiiieeee..."

He could feel the knot forming inside, tightening...tightening as his climax approached. Sweat pouring down their bodies, breaths hitching they flew headlong towards their goal.

"Fra...Frankie...I'm...I'm close...uhhh..."

"I'm right here baby...I'm with you..."

Frankie felt himself reaching the edge.

"Cum for me baby."

He whispered.

With just those words and without even being touched, Gerard came undone, shooting great strings of sticky white liquid over the wall and floor.

"Ahhhhhhhh...FRANKIE!!!"

He screamed out, his arms collapsing beneath his weight against the wall, Frank gripping him tightly and stopping him from falling. Frankie held Gerard in place against his chest as he thrust just three more times and came, harder than he ever had before.

"GEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Panting heavily, exhausted and spent they collapsed in a messy, sticky heap to the floor.

Gently Frank pulled himself out with a hissed intake of breath, and pulled Gerard's shivering body back into his arms.

"You ok beautiful?"

He whispered softly, brushing Gerard's sweat soaked hair from his face.

"Mmmmm..."

Gerard hummed, a blissed out smile spreading across his lips.

"That was..."

"...amazing!"

Frankie finished with a giggle.

After a few minutes just laying in each other's arms, Gerard complained that he was cold, so Frankie climbed to his feet, dragging Gerard up with him and pulled him to the bathroom.

Turning on the shower and adjusting the temperature so it was nice and warm, Frankie pushed Gerard under the spray but didn't join him. Gerard gave him a disappointed look, puppy dog eyes and a trembling lower lip, though that hurt a bit with the tooth marks in it, but Frankie shook his head and smiled.

"Stay warm baby, I'm gonna go get us some clothes, ok?"

Gerard nodded, drops of hot water spraying onto Frankie's face.

As the younger man left the bathroom, closing the door to keep the steamy air from escaping, Gerard leaned against the tiled wall and slowly sank down to sit on the floor, a stupid happy grin forming on his face. How did he get so lucky? How did he get someone as perfect as his Frankie?

Suddenly he heard a bang, a door closing...the front door!

"Frankie?..."

He called out, worry making his voice crack. No answer.

"FRANKIE?..."

Nothing. Shaking with fear...he couldn't have left, could he?...Gerard stood up, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower onto the cold tiled floor.

"Frankie."

He whimpered, tears starting to slip from his eyes as he reached out for the door handle...*BANG*...the door again. Gerard froze as he heard footstep approaching the room.

"Hey babe, you finished already? I was gonna join y..."

Frank stopped in his tracks as he opened the bathroom door and saw Gerard, standing stock still with tears streaming down his pale, wet cheeks.

"Baby? Oh my God, what happened sugar?"

He asked, stepping forward and pulling the clearly upset man into his arms. After a moment, Gerard allowed himself to relax into the hug, cling onto Frankie's now wet shirt and bury his face in his shoulder.

"I...I heard the d-door. I th-thought you l-left m-me."

He sobbed, shaking and hanging on for dear life.

"Oh baby..."

Frankie cooed, stroking Gerard's wet hair.

"I'm never gonna leave you...you hear me?...never!..."

He lifted Gerard's tear stained face up to look at him.

"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, ya dork..."

Gerard giggled softly and Frankie smiled.

"I went to my car to get my stuff...that's if you still want me to move in?"

He grinned. Gerard's eyes grew wide and a massive cheesy grin spread across his face.

"Oh yesyesyesyesyes!"

He squealed, throwing himself back into Frankie's arms. Frank laughed loudly.

"Oh baby..."

Shaking his head and grinning at the man clinging to him.

"Shall we have that shower now?"

Gerard nodded happily, this was definitely his favourite day ever and most of the rest of it, was spent in each other's arms.

~Time passes~

When Gerard woke up it was dark. He looked at the glowing numbers on the alarm clock and saw that it was only about three in the morning. He and Frank had eventually got up to bed after their shower, and they'd both fallen asleep as soon they got up there. Gerard turned around to Frankie, but he wasn't sleeping peacefully. He was tossing and turning, covered in sweat and he had a scared look on his face. Gerard reached out to touch him but he moved away before he could.

"Get away from me...please...no..."

Gerard could hear him whimper. Now he was really starting to worry.

"Frankie?"

He gently shook his shoulder. All of a sudden he woke up, in tears.

"Gee..."

Frank cried and wrapped his arms around the older boy.

"They were after me...I was running away from them but these people wouldn't stop. I kept on shouting to you but you never came...I'm scared Gerard!"

He started to cry into Gerard's chest.

"Shhh honey...you're okay. I'm here now and I'll keep you safe. It was just a dream."

Gerard whispered into his ear and wrapped his arms around the trembling boy's waist.

"But...but it was all so real."

Frankie sniffed.

"I'm here for you and I'll make sure nothing will happen to you, okay?"

Gerard kissed him softly on the lips.

"I l-love you Gee bear."

Frank smiled tearily.

"I love you too Frankie. Let's go back to sleep or else you'll be tired later."

He nodded and lay back down next to Gerard, falling asleep in his arms again.

~Time passes~

When Gerard woke up again, Frank wasn't there. He turned to his alarm clock. It was half seven...how had he even sleep that long!? He jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. He heard someone in the kitchen and walked toward the sound. Frank was there, fully dressed and making coffee. The kitchen was unrecognisable to be honest. It was no longer the wreak it was the day before but squeaky clean, everything was where it was meant to be.

"Oh hi sleeping beauty, I wasn't sure if you would be joining me today so I thought I'd let you sleep."

Frank joked but then kissed Gerard softly.

"The kitchen looks..."

"Clean?...well that was what I was aiming for. I tidied up the whole house actually and it took ages. I'm glad I moved in now or else you'd be living in a pigsty."

He exclaimed. Gerard blushed a little which made Frank giggle.

"You didn't have to do that for me y'know, I would of done it myself...eventually."

Gerard mumble. That made Frank giggle again.

"It's fine. You're busy drawing most of the time anyway and I live here now as well so I wanted to clean up a bit."

Frank passed Gerard a mug of steaming coffee and pecked his cheek. Gerard smiled and kissed him back.

After Gerard got dressed, Frank made him some lunch. He put down some pasta in front of him and sat down beside him. Gerard tried a little. Wow, Frank was a good cook!

"Is it okay?"

"It's perfect."

Gerard grinned and kissed his forehead. After they finished eating, Gerard did the washing up.

"Do you want to choose a movie Frankie?"

"Sure."

Frank ran off into the living room and left Gerard to finish cleaning. While he was cleaning the dishes his mind started to wander a little. He supposed that some people might freak out at the fact a fictional character had come to life. He had too at first of course, but he'd obviously gotten over it now...well, he had sex with the guy last night for fuck sake! Maybe most people wouldn't end up falling for a comic book character in the first place, but Gerard had.

"Gee...you need some help in there?"

Frank called out.

"Erm, no. I'm fine, just getting some popcorn that's all."

Gerard shouted back. He got out the popcorn and put it in the microwave, then looked at Frankie from the kitchen. He was stretched out on the couch, watching trailers and biting his nails. He looked pretty adorable. Gerard didn't exactly know how a hero he'd drawn became a living person who now lived with him, but he wasn't complaining. If anything he'd be upset if he went back. The microwave made a pinging sound so Gerard got out the popcorn and walked into the living room.

By the time the movie was half way through, Gerard had already lost interest in it and was too concentrated on Frankie. He had his head sort of rested on Gerard's chest and his arms around his waist. Gerard had his arms around the boy's torso and was staring at him a little. Well, he guessed not many people can say 'Yeah, I drew my partner.' now can they? Even if they did, they'd probably get sent to a mental institution or something. Just then Frank's cheeks turned pink.

"Why are you staring at me?"

He giggled.

"Cause you're so beautiful and I can't believe you're real."

Gerard blurted out.

"Oh Gee bear, that's so cute..."

He kissed the tip of Gerard's nose which made him start to blush.

"What's the time babe?"

Frankie asked after his movie had finished.

"Half twelve, do you want to go up to bed?"

Gerard yawned.

"Mmkay."

Frankie mumbled and they walked upstairs together. When they got into the bedroom, Gerard stripped down to his boxers and Frankie did the same. Gerard seriously didn't remember drawing him that hot, but he didn't mind in the slightest. They both jumped into bed and Frank pulled Gerard in closer to him, draping his arm over the older boy's body. Their legs started to entwine with each over and soon they were in a tight yet conformable embrace.

"Night-night cutie, I love you."

Gerard kissed Frankie deeply and Frankie joined in too, his tongue exploring the roof of Gerard's mouth.

"Night baby, I love you too."

He whispered after pulling away, slowly falling asleep in his lover's arms.

~Time passes~

As a week slipped by in a happy haze of coffee, pancakes and amazing, mind-blowing sex, Gerard was barely even aware of what day it was, and so when Mr Simmonds phoned him that Monday, asking how the comic was going and reminding him of his deadline, Gerard began to panic...cause he hadn't actually done any of it since Frankie appeared in his life, and in his bed.

"OhGodohGod..."

He cried, head dropping into his hands as he started to shake slightly. Thank God Frankie had gone out for groceries and wasn't here to see him like this, he'd only want to know what was wrong and what could Gerard tell him?! He tried the 'telling the truth' option out loud.

"Oh Frankie, it's because I have to write my comic, but I can't cause you're the main character, and everything I draw, you do. Oh and in it you have super powers...and...and..."

Shit!...that just wasn't going to work, now was it.

Pulling himself up off the couch, trembling at the thought of what he needed to do, Gerard made his way slowly to his office and over to his cluttered desk. There was his Frankie in the last pictures he'd drawn, except of course for the ones where he'd got him to strip in the kitchen. He was so sweet, and innocent...well not 100% innocent but, you know. How could Gerard make those horrible things happen to him again? How could he face his perfect boyfriend again if he made him get hurt, or hurt someone else?

Gerard closed his eyes and slumped into his wheelie chair, huffing loudly, then squealing in fright as one of the wheels suddenly fell off, sending him and the now broken chair crashing to the ground.

"Fuck!"

He hissed as his head struck the floor with force. Stars flashed and danced in his eyes and he absently realised that maybe he'd hit his head quite hard.

~Time passes~

"HONEY..I'M HOME..."

Frankie called out as he shut the front door and dropped his new keys on the small table they'd put there for just that purpose, then headed through to the kitchen to put away the shopping.

"Gee...they didn't have those cookies you like, so I got Oreos. Is that ok?...Gee?..."

When he still didn't get an answer, Frankie frowned and put the cookies down, turning to go in search of his unusually quiet boyfriend.

"Gee?...where are you babe?...GEE?..."

Checking room to room, it was only a minute before he found Gerard, laying unconscious on the floor of his office, legs tangled with the base of his busted wheelie chair.

"OH MY GOD...GEE!..."

He yelled, running the few steps to his lover's side and dropping to his knees.

"Gee wake up...please wake up?"

He begged, shaking Gerard's shoulders in an attempt to rouse him.

"Urrgh..."

Gerard groaned as he started to come round, his hand moving up to feel the bump already forming on the back of his head and wincing at the sting, eyebrows furrowing.

"Ouch."

"Oh Gee...what happened baby?"

Frankie cooed, helping Gerard to slowly sit up.

"Chair broke."

The older man replied, glancing ruefully at the offending piece of furniture.

"Oh baby..."

Frankie chuckled, shaking his head a little and moving to help him up off the ground.

"Come on, let's get you up..."

Gerard leaned on Frankie as he stood slowly, head still spinning slightly...but then Frankie did the unthinkable and turned his attention towards the messy desk.

"Hey, is that your comic?"

He started to lead Gerard over.

Sudden panic flooded the artist's mind and his eyes grew wide with fright.

"NO FRANKIE..."

He dug his heels in and tried to pull the younger man back. Frankie turned back, a startled and concerned look on his face...please say he didn't see...please?

"It's just...it's just not ready yet. I'm not ready."

He babbled, cheeks flaring red and eyes turning to the floor.

"Oh baby..."

Frankie whispered, Gerard chanced a look at his beautiful eyes.

"You're so cute when you get all shy..."

He giggled, before leaning in and placing a tender kiss to his lips. Gerard breathed a silent sigh of relief.

"Let's go sort out your head, ok?..."

Frankie took Gerard's elbow, gently supporting him and leading him from the room. Gerard closed the door behind them, and they walked towards their bedroom.

"You just show me when you're ready, ok?"

Frankie asked softly and Gerard nodded slightly, knowing that it could never happen, but still wanting to make his Frankie happy.

Once Gerard was comfortably settled on the bed, Frankie went off to fetch him some ice and painkillers, and Gerard thought over just how lucky he'd gotten. Frankie could've seen the drawings. He would have so many questions, that Gerard just didn't know how to answer. He'd probably leave if he told him the truth. Actually, he'd definitely leave. He'd think Gerard insane and want nothing more to do with him. But what else could he have told him?...that he'd made the character look just like him...even down to the tattoos? No, then he'd think he was a creep.

"Urrgh."

He moaned into his hands. Why did everything have to be so damn complicated?

"Baby?...you ok?"

Frankie walked back in, painkillers in one hand, ice pack in the other. Gerard raised his head to look at the worried expression on Frankie's face, and smiled.

"You're here...I'm ok now."

Frankie rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically.

"Cheesy baby, very cheesy..."

Then climbed onto the bed next to his boyfriend and pulled him gently into his side, lifting the ice pack up and pressing it softly to the back of Gerard's head, and a kiss softly to his lips as he winced at the cold and pain.

"I'll always be here for you baby...always."

But as Gerard relaxed into his lover's strong arms, he couldn't help but worry that trouble was just around the corner.

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