Because I'm Broken

Gerard's POV:

We went back to Frank's house after the amusement park. I wasn't too keen on riding everything, but Frank, the adrenaline junkie, insisted I went with him. Only Death could refuse those eyes, and even that statement is questionable. Once we got home and settled and changed into our pajamas, we decided to play Wii Bowling. Now, naturally, I did awful, but so did Frank. We quit halfway through the game. As for our current activities, my hands were cupping his face, his were tugging at my hair, making me harder and harder. I didn't even know it was possible. Our lips were moving together in love and lust, but slowly and passionately, not hungrily and desperately. He broke the kiss for a millisecond to take of his shirt. I took off mine just as fast, but then realized what I did. I moved to put it back on, but Frank threw it. His eyes were closed. He's magical. He started to remove his belt, and he slid his black skinny jeans off his body. He undid my belt, eyes still closed, lips still attached. My skinny jeans were off, and he threw them as well. We both opened our eyes.
"This is it, baby, the part where I ask you"
"Yes, Frankie, I am perfectly okay with all this."
"Just making sure," he whispered, his voice dripping with lust and pure sexiness. Then, the boxers came off. Mine after his. He grabbed a condom and lube. He kissed me again, and while he did this, he put on his condom and slathered himself with lube.
"What position?" I whispered. His boner got harder against my thigh. He smirked, and lifted my legs over his shoulder. He pushed himself into me slowly. I gripped his shoulders. He was huge.
"Tell me when," he managed through breaths. I adjusted to him for a moment, and then nodded. He thrusted in and out of my.
"Dammit, Geebear, you feel so good."
"Frankie, baby, faster, please." He went from normal pace, to fast, and then sped up to superhuman. I was moaning uncontrollably, and he was, too. I came all over our stomachs. I hadn't even realized I was going to! I was about to apologize when Frankie pressed his lips to mine. He came into the condom, and pulled out of me.
"I would've came later," he started, "you know, with a warning, but your hot juices on my skin sent me overboard." I giggled, and snuggled closer to him. He handed me my boxers and I slid them on. He kissed the top of my head, and I fell asleep. I hadn't even told him my idea...

FRANK'S POV:

Geebear fell asleep with his head on my lap. He looked so innocent and calm while sleeping. Just looking at him relaxed me. I stroked his hair gently.
"Mmm," he said, and smiled. I kissed his head again. He was out cold by then. I carried him bridal style into my room and laid him in bed. I followed. Pulling the blankets up to us both, I realized, for once in my life, I was happy without the band.
"I love you, Geebear."

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