Even Lights Can Fade Away

Waking up in Gee's arms very early the next morning I had a clearer head. I really had needed more rest before I could think entirely straight again.
There was so much I needed to catch up on. I needed to get back to the Skeleton as soon as possible. I had gotten a new band signed and was about to move an old one up when all of this went down. They needed me to get back in there for them. Who knows what they think happened to me. I wondered to myself if Gerard had even given them an explanation. Probably not, he told me yesterday he was preoccupied with taking care of me a lot.
It still amazed me slightly how I didn't remember Gerard at first yesterday. He was such a big part of my life. I couldn't imagine being without him now, but at that moment I felt like I had never seen him before.
i glanced over at the still sleeping vampire beside me. He looked so peaceful and happy besides me, his arm tossed loosely over my chest. I smiled softly as I began to see early rays of light break past the heavy black curtain and touch his face causing his nose to subconsciously scrunch up in distaste.
I laughed softly, trying not to be too loud and wake him up. He really was adorable with that srunched up nose and bedhead. Suddenly though, he jerked in his sleep, and his face twisted upwards in what looked like fear and pain.
"No...no...No!" He cried out in a mumble beginning to thrash around in the bed. I panicked and began to shake his arm, trying to wake him up.
"Gee! C'mon Gee wake up!" I begged, not liking having to see him in pain, trapped in another reality. Slowly the jerking came to a stop and he stirred.
"Frankie?" He asked me tiredly blinking the sleep out of his eyes and yawning.
"Yeah it's me," I replied, propping myself up so that he could see me better. "Are you okay Gee?" I asked, my voice full of genuine concern. He blinked hard once, twice and swallowed befre putting on a fake smile and grinning at me sadly.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine Frankie," He promised with a lie. I looked him straight in the eyes, letting him know without speaking that I didn't believe him one bit. He sighed and dropped his gaze down but didn't speak.
"Oh c'mon Gerard," I groaned grabbing his hand and rubbing small circles over the smooth skin. "We both know that's bullshit. I saw you. Whatever it was was bad."
"It was just a nightmare," He whispered staring at our entwined fingers.
"You wanna talk about it?" I offered staring at his eyes and trying to get him to look at me back. He finally did and his eyes looked weary.
"No Frank, no. Just please leave it," He responded sadly. I frowned and bit my lip ring but let him be. He would tell me if it was really important. I was sure of that. Besides, it was just a dream, or rather a nightmare. It coudln't be that bad.
I groaned and threw myself back onto the pillows, intent on changing the conversation that Gerard obviously felt uncomfortable with. Best make things a little more comfortable for both of us. "I really wish I didn't have to get up and do stuff," I told him lazily playing with his shirt.
I think we both knew in what direction I was heading with this, but Gerard just gulped and pretended not to notice. I frowned. Now that wouldn't work.
I sat up and swung myself over so that I was straddling him. "I think it's a stay in bed day. How about you?" I asked leaning down to kiss him chastely on the lips before pulling away. He groaned.
"Frankie!" I looked at him innocently through my lashes.
"Yeah?" He just looked at me and groaned again. I glanced down and grinned to myself as I saw his "little friend" growing. I reached down teasingly and stroked him through his jeans, making him moan involuntarily. I continued to stroke his member as I leaned down and kissed him again. He swiped his tongue across my lower lip and I eagerly opened my mouth, allowing his tongue in.
His hands went to my hips and dipped under my shirt, pushing it upwards. I leaned away from him so that he could finish taking it off. He ran his hands up and down my chest, staring at me in a way that made me feel loved.
"You're so beautiful Frankie," He told me in a whisper. I smiled softly and kissed him again.
"So are you," I whispered against his lips. Our kiss turned heated once more, and Gerard's hips bucked up against my own, our boners grinding together and creating friction and causing us both to moan.
Gerard's hand traveled towards my waistband and began to undo inch under my boxers. I let him, lifting my hips up and helping him pull the fabric away from my legs. His eyes raked over my body, lust growing in them.
"Like what you see?" I winked at him and tried to be flirtatious but ended up giggling. He blushed bright red, a sign that he had fed recently. I began dry humping him, grinding down onto him.
"Frankie please!" He gasped. I reached down and helped him out of his clothes, pulling off his t-shirt and throwing it onto the floor before tearing off his boxers.
His member sprang forward and I wrapped my hand around him, slowly pumping. Gerard writhed beneath me as I began to pick up the pace.
"Frankie can I fuck you?" He begged gripping the sheets around his fngers. I grinned and leaned down and kissed him hard.
"I thought you would never ask."
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I cuddled up into Gerard, already feeling sleepy. After this morning we had decided that it would indeed be a stay in bed day. We had binged watched Walking Dead on Netflix all day and had occasional make-out session.
"Gerard, I need to go back to work soon," I whispered sleepily into his shoulder. The awkward silence that followed was not what I was expecting though, and when I felt his shoulders tense up I got worried.
"I...don't think that's...a great idea," He mumbled softly. I frowned and pushed away from him so that I could look at him properly.
"Why not?" I asked confused. He looked towards his lap guiltily before letting his eyes reach me again. His fingers played nervously with the hem of my shirt.
"It's just that I'm not sure if you can control yourself yet," He admitted. My eyebrows knit together.
"You don't think I can handle myself?" I asked slightly incredulous.
"No Frankie...it's just...you're a new vampire. If you were to slip by accident-"
"If I were to kill someone?" I shot at him. I wasn't sure why I was so upset with him, but it slightly annoyed me that he didn't have any faith in me.
"Well...yes..." He looked guilty and I felt slightly bad for snapping. "Maybe just wait a couple of weeks?" He suggested quietly. "I just don't want you to have to go through that." His voice was so soft and sad that I caved.
"Okay," I consented. He breathed a sigh of relief and hugged me.
"I'm so sorry Frankie. So sorry." I knew he was apologizing for not allowing me to go to work, but for some reason I felt as if it were for more than just that. He said it so sadly and like he was regretful of something. I couldn't imagine what he would be feeling guilty for.
"It's okay," I assured him. I settled myself back into his arms, trying my best to ignore the odd expression on his face.
Something was definately off, but I just couldn't place it.

Notes

Sorry if this chapter is all over the place.

There wasn't suppose to be any sex in it but then I had faith class (yes, I'm catholic. Or my parents are catholic and i'm trying not to get disowned) and my teacher went on a rant. He was talking about how god destroyed a whole city because people in it were having homosexual sex. Than he started ranting on homosexuals. And me, trying not to get in trouble with the school and my family couldn't say anything. So I went home and wrote about homosexual sex. It really pissed me off