The Light Behind Your Eyes (Frerard vs Waycest)

Mikey sat up slowly, his eyes narrowed into slits as he sat by his brother's legs dangling off the couch. He stared at Frank, crossing his arms as he willed his obvious hard on to die down. Or maybe he didn't. Maybe he wanted to show Frank how much he could get turned on by Gerard and vise versa. Gerard looked fucked out and desperate - the definition of sexy, in Mikey's book and maybe Frank's too, as he thought hard about anything but what he and Mikey had been caught doing. Fuck, Frank could have been their mom or something. That wouldn't have ended well. Well, Gerard was sure neither would this, but still.
"That was.." Frank breathed, his face flushing as he bit his lip. Gerard braced himself for what would come, trying to ignore Mikey's hand on his lower leg, reminding him of what they were just about to do. "Hot." Frank confessed awkwardly, shifting his weight as the brother's eyes widened. He locked gazes with the floor, the Way brothers glancing at each other. How did they respond to that?
"Frank..." Gerard bit down in his lip, frowning nervously.
"Because Gerard was moaning like the needy whore he is? Does that turn you on, Frank?" Mikey sneered, growing protective of his older brother as he scrambled to his feet. Frank gasped at Mikey's words, his head snapping up, his eyes locking on Gerard who was squirming in his seat, looking up at Frank through his lashes, his face flushed.
Mikey sat down next to Gerard on the couch, casually resting a hand on Gerard's thigh, making him whimper. He was so close. Like, even the slightest touch would send him over the edge.
"Do you like being called a whore, Gee?" Mikey asked, fake innocence lacing his tone. Gerard nodded, his head thrown back and his breathing increasing rapidly. Frank bit his lip, watching the brothers with a curious gaze, although feeling possessive over Gerard. Mikey kissed his neck gently, placing a hand on Gerard bulge, slowly stroking his brother through his jeans.
"Ooh, Mikey." Gerard whimpered, bucking his hips up to meet Mikey. He moaned between breaths, his gaze locking on Frank though heavy lided eyes as his thrusted up into Mikey's hand. Mikey took note of this, smirking as he beckoned Frank over whispering in his ear. Frank nodded, his face flushed as he captured Gerard's lips in a kiss.
Instead of kissing back, though, Gerard cried out loudly into Frank's mouth, his hips stuttering to a stop as he came in his jeans, leaving a sticky mess as proof of his heavy orgasm.
"Best get cleaned up before mom gets home, Gee." Mikey giggled, smacking Gerard gently on the shoulder in a brotherly manly sort of way,you know, as Gerard heard his mom's car pull up. He groaned, closing his eyes.
But when he opened them Frank was already slamming the front door.

Notes

I don't even know what happened with this chapter, actually. My chapters honestly feel a lot longer when I write them I'm sorry...
Also, I dunno why I made Mikey such a douchebag buuut, yeah, believe it or not, I love him a lot okay AND HE'S ENGAGED TO KRISTEN LIKE OMG THE OTP