Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

The bath felt good and it was a good idea too. The water was perfumed with oil and it felt luxurious on Gerard’s skin. He opted for the hottest water that he could stand and no bath shirt. The sensation of the cold of the vessel and the heat of the water sent ripples up his spine. He poured the water over the top of his head and giggled at the red color that ran down his face and into the water. After the bath he wrapped himself in a warm robe and snuggled into the bed. He lounged and stretched on the bed like a cat enjoying a well-placed sunbeam. He let out a sound like a purr and heard a giggle from the door. Jamia had just arrived with more towels for his hair. The color was in danger of staining everything that was white. Gerard sat up and let Jamia blot his hair to prevent any extra staining from happening. He turned and grinned at her and kissed her nose. She smiled and went to the dressing room to get his clothes.

”So not that I mind, but shouldn’t you be attending to Frank right now?”

”He is taking his own bath at the moment so he does not need me.”

”Oh.”

Jamia brought Gerard his clothes and she began to redress his wounds. All pretense of being naked in front of her had gone out the window long ago so modesty was not necessary. It was pretty much routine since yesterday, checking for infection, using salve, and wrapping clean bandages. Except for the hangman, all the wounds were starting to lose their bright red anger. Some of them were not that deep and they would fade into scars. Jamia studied the hangman as she spread the salve on it.”

”I don’t mean to be rude Gerard, but what was the point of the letters?”

”I am not sure, only that I had to guess the word before he finished drawing.”

Gerard looked up and winced a little as she brushed a spot that was deeper than the others.

”The morbid thing is that if it were not my flesh, I think it would be an interesting game. I thought about playing it with Robert.”

Jamia looked up at Gerard as she started to wrap the cloth around his thigh.

”What are you going to do about tonight?”

Gerard knew that she was voicing her concern for when he went to bed with Robert.

”I will wear a long dressing gown to bed that covers the entire body. If he wants to make love, I will just claim cold and stay under the quilt. I’ll keep the lamps dim too.”

”You do not think he will notice? What if he wants to do something else?”

”Then I will distract him.”

Gerard said that last part with a wink and a nudge to Jamia. She laughed lightly and nudged him back. Jamia gathered up the rest of the healing supplies, kissed Gerard gently on the lips and left to tend to Frank. Gerard tested the bandages and feeling secure he began to get dressed. Since it was just he and Frank, he did not bother with a long sleeve shirt. He wanted to enjoy the sun on his skin and warm his bones a bit. Gerard placed the light green gauze over his back and began to close the buttons. As he worked his way up, he stopped at the bandages on his stomach. He still didn’t understand what they were. ‘Perhaps I can ask Frank now’ he thought as he continued past them.

Once he was dressed, Gerard made his way down to the dining room. It was just before noon and the table was not yet set, but he had a craving for something and wanted to add it to the menu. He entered the kitchen and saw the cook and his underlings getting ready to serve.

”Master Way, what can we do fer ya this fine mornin?”

”I was wondering if you could add something to the menu for dinner?”

”What were ya thinkin?”

”Strawberries are in season, and I would like a strawberry rhubarb cobbler.”

”Very good Master Way, we will git on that.”

”Thank you.”

”Master Way…are ya feelin a right?”

Gerard looked at the cook and then saw that his gaze was on the bandages that both arms were wrapped in. Gerard looked up and cleared his throat. He was frozen as to what explanation he should give if any. He was about to say something when the cook lifted his hand and stopped him.

”Ya know Master Way, I have bin in service here a long time. I watched Master McCracken grow up as well as Master Iero. I was here before they were born too.”

Gerard looked at the older man sagely. Now he understood. He knew what was going on. It actually felt good to know that he was not alone, but what exactly did that mean? The cook pulled a stool up to the cutting block and Gerard sat down. He poured steaming water over top of aromatic tea leaves and placed the cup in front of him. Gerard inhaled the aroma and detected the lavender and chamomile. He visibly relaxed as the cook began to speak.

”Ya know, it’s hard to stay quiet sometimes. Being a servant all my life, I see so much and sometimes I wanna say something, but I know it an’t my place. I do have to say that ya look a little more banged up than the last Mistress, but it is only the beginning. I’m sure Master Iero will figure things out next time.”

Gerard blinked at this comment. What was Frank supposed to figure out?

”Tell me um…”

”Jimmy if ya please sir.”

”Jimmy, was it…was it this bad last time?”

Jimmy put down the knife he was using and wiped his hands on a nearby towel. He pulled out a pipe and a bag of tobacco. Carefully he pinched some out of the bag and pushed it into the pipe. He took a stick from the woodpile and placed it into the fire place. He brought the pipe to his mouth and used the fire to light the tobacco. He puffed a few times till it caught and began to smolder. He took in a deep breath along with contents and exhaled it in the form of a white cloud over his head. Gerard sat fascinated at the ritual. Jimmy looked at Gerard for a moment and then handed the pipe to him. Gerard gingerly took it and placed it in his mouth. He had not smoked since he was a teenager and rebelling against everything. He inhaled deeply and tasted the whiskey soaked into the tobacco. It was incredibly satisfying. He took one more puff and then handed it back. Jimmy smiled and clamped it between his teeth and grinned.

”You remind me of the Mistress, no disrespect o' course, she was pale with strong features and she was also creative. She never looked down at us or truly treated us as servants. She was kind and took care of us. We all were on her side during the contest. We did not mind either of the men, but we all loved and wanted to protect her. I have spoken to Jamia and asked her to tell me whats bin goin on. The other night she came cryn to me about what Master Iero had done to ya. She thought you was dead. I told her that Master Iero would have no course to kill ya, but that you were probably pretty hurt. He seems a feisty one.”

Gerard sighed and touched one of the bandages. He winced slightly and thought about the word under it. Frank was possessive of him already, but that did not mean that he had to give in right? He remembered what happened later on that night and a pink rose up his neck at the thought. It was his doing, his choice, not Frank’s in that case. Gerard still did not understand why. Jimmy cleared his throat and brought Gerard back to the present.

”I don’t envy ya one bit Master Way, but I gotta tell ya that yer stronger than Master Iero thinks ya are. You may cave a little, but I donna think he will break ya, unless ya chose to be.”

Gerard looked at Jimmy at his last comment.

”Why would I want to be broken?”

Jimmy sighed and took a few puffs before directing the pipe end towards Gerard in the manner of a pointing stick.

”Lets just say that sometimes in situations like this we find out that we are something different than we thought we were.”

”Did the Mistress find this out?”

Jimmy smiled at Gerard.

”If ya done wit ya tea Master Way, I need ta shoo ya out so I can finish with the noon meal.”

Gerard sighed and drank the rest of the tea. He handed the cup back to Jimmy and Jimmy clasped his hand around Gerard’s after removing the cup from it. Gerard smiled at the gesture and slid from the stool. He gave Jimmy one last smile as he left the room. He walked out of the dining room and into the hall. He stood and looked out one of the windows. There was a light breeze outside that made the trees rustle quietly. A few birds flew from perch to perch. Even though Gerard could not hear them, he knew they were singing to each other. He looked forward to going outside and hearing them. He was so engrossed in the scene that he jumped slightly when he felt a hand on his back. Gerard stood up and saw Frank next to him smiling. He removed his hand from Gerard’s back and offered his arm. Gerard laughed and carefully slipped a bandaged arm into Frank’s. Frank delicately patted the arm and they walked into the dining room together.

***Bert***

It was just after noon and Robert was finishing his meal when a few gentlemen walked in and acknowledged him. He stood and bowed to them and they in return. The taller blond spoke up first.

”Robert, how has it been that we have not seen you in so long?”

”Well you know, business is strong this time of year, so I have been kept quite busy.”

”I’ll bet that beautiful fiancé has also been keeping you busy."

Robert turned to address the second gentleman.

”That he has, going on and on about the wedding plans. Between him and my mom I get no peace.”

The third gentleman smiled at this.

”I remember those days, most of it seemed to be utter nonsense, but in the end it made my wife happy so I just went with it. Their happiness is what matters most right?”

”Especially if you want to be happy in the bed chamber.”

Once again the second man piped up with the taunt in his voice and all of the men laughed at this. He spoke up once more.

”But seriously Robert, how is he there? Is he demure like a true lady or is there a hellcat under the surface?”

Robert smiled and shook his head..

”Nope, sorry to disappoint, but Gerard is as sweet as any maiden could be.”

”Shame, I always hoped there was a hidden side for you that we did not get to see.”

”Honestly Gentlemen, I would not want it any other way.”

The men exchanged a few more pleasantries and then went to their own table to eat. Robert sat down again and thought about what he had just said. He did love Gerard sweet and simple as he was. No surprises to worry about, just what was in front of him. He gathered up his satchel and headed out the door to his next meeting.

***Frank***

It was still strange to accept Gerard sitting across from him during meals. Even though it was only three days he liked being able to look down at Gerard as he ate off the floor. Gerard seemed to be back to himself once more and was engaged in conversation about anything with Frank. He would have preferred the quiet himself, but with Robert’s order, Gerard was free to speak as he pleased once again. The ball gag burned in Frank’s pocket. He did not know why he brought it with him, it was of no use, but he pocketed it anyway. Right now he wished that he could order Gerard to come to him and he would shove it in his mouth and strap it tightly behind his head.

”So are you ready?”

Frank blinked, Gerard had asked him a question and he missed it.

”I’m sorry, I was caught up in my own thoughts Gerard, would you repeat that please?”

Gerard laughed lightly again and Frank wanted to rip the sound out of his throat. How dare he laugh at him!

”I asked if you were ready for our stroll.”

Frank calmed down when he realized it was a simple question.

”Oh yes, of course, shall we?”

Frank rose first and then Gerard. Mr. Wentz met them at the door and handed Frank his coat and helped Gerard with his. He led them through the kitchen to the back entrance of the garden. Frank watched as Gerard smiled and waved to the cook and other servants. They all smiled and waved back and the cook winked at him. This really pissed Frank off! Who was that servant to be so friendly to his Gee? He heard Gerard make a comment at how good things smelled in there and how wonderful the meal was. The cook thanked him, but said it was his pleasure. When they exited, Gerard called the cook by name and that was it for Frank. Once they were away from the door Frank grabbed Gerard’s wrist and pulled him to the side of the house. He slammed him against the wall and growled low in his throat. He loved how Gerard’s eyes went wide and had that fear, that he loved so much, bubble to the surface.

”What the fuck was that Gerard huh? Since when are you so friendly with the servants and how do you know the cook’s name?! “

”I-I-I-I asked him t-to make a pie this m-m-morning and asked f-f-for it.”

Frank continued to crowd Gerard against the wall weighing what he just said. It seemed innocent enough and the cook was old so Frank couldn’t see Gerard with him in another manner, but the familiarity still bugged him. He reached up and ran a hand over Gerard’s cheek. Gerard moved into it a little, but still kept his guard up.

”Okay, sorry for over reacting, I just wanted to make sure that you were being true to Robert still."

Frank was shocked when Gerard scoffed at him.

”I hardly think I am being true to Robert when I was with you for the past three days.”

Frank did not appreciate that tone coming out of Gerard. He grabbed his face and squeezed hard. Gerard winced at the pain.

”The contest we are in is an acceptable contract. Any dalliances outside of it still count as adultery! Besides I have not taken any liberties yet. Why Gerard would you like me to?”

The way Frank now pitched his voice he could see a change come over Gerard’s body. Gerard stiffened more in his hand, but something else was there. Frank smirked and pressed the issue further. While he did this he slowly forced Gerard to his knees.

”Were you waiting for me to do that Gerard? Were you afraid of it? Did you and Robert fuck the first night so I couldn’t be the first? Was it good? Was it all you dreamed it would be?”

Sarcasm dripped from his voice and Frank was loving the effect it was having on Gerard. Gerard did not even notice when his knees touched the ground. When Frank mentioned Robert he saw something else flicker in Gerard’s eyes. Frank lit up at this. If he gauged it correctly, they did have sex and it did sucked. He could not help but to crow inwardly. He pushed Gerard further.

”You know Gerard, I cannot wait till these three days are over. Then I can have you back and remind you why you belong to me. Would you like that Gee?”

Frank watched as Gerard shivered at his nickname.

”Wow Gee, shivering with anticipation already? Maybe I shouldn’t wait. Maybe I should just take you right here huh? You would like that wouldn’t you Gee? Just push you on all fours and push right into you. Make you scream like a whore.”

Frank pushed at Gerard’s now flush face and forced him to the ground. He moved behind him and pushed his groin into the clothed ass. Gerard gasped to find that Frank was hard and he knew that he could feel his cock through the barely there pants he was wearing. Frank grabbed Gerard’s hips and slammed into him again. This time Gerard groaned out and Frank grabbed his hair and pulled him back so that he was sitting in his lap.

”Feels so good Gee, even though clothes.”

Frank reached around and grabbed Gerard’s clothed cock. He rubbed it and created the friction that he knew Gerard wanted. Gerard moaned obscenely and pushed back against Frank’s cock. Frank pushed forward and ground up in reaction.

”Listen to you, God you want it so bad don’t you Gee? You can’t even wait for Robert to get home can you? I should take you shouldn’t I? Robert would never have to know. It would be so easy. Just a little cloth separating us.”

Frank continued to rub Gerard as his breathing increased. Gerard kept pushing and grounding down and Frank watched, loving the way Gerard was going to pieces. He knew that Gerard was close so he pushed it one step further. He wretched Gerard’s head back to his and kissed him hard pushing his way into Gerard’s open, panting mouth. That was all Gerard needed and he came shaking on top of Frank. The wetness bloomed under Frank’s hand and he smiled into the kiss. Gerard was desperate now, pushing further into the kiss like he needed Frank to breathe. For a moment Frank allowed Gerard to take over and enjoy the warmth of his mouth. Then he pushed his head back away and with it Gerard on all fours again. He ground into Gerard’s ass hard and pulled at his hips like he was fucking him. It was not long till Frank came as well. He lay panting on Gerard’s back.

”Fuck Gee, not even inside of you yet and your already wrecked. Now I really cannot wait.”

Frank got up and fixed his pants. He left Gerard on the ground trying to catch his breath. Once Frank straightened his hair again he held his hand out for Gerard.

”Up up now, shall we continue our walk?”

Gerard looked at him, but took his hand anyway. Frank helped Gerard rise and watched as Gerard brushed his legs off, the two marks on his knees standing out. Gerard fixed his own hair and then stepped next to Frank. Frank began to ask questions about the garden as if nothing happened. Gerard fell into the conversation and answered them all. Frank was pleased with this afternoon’s event. He did not even mind walking in his now sticky pants. They stopped at the vegetable patch and Gerard picked a few ripe strawberries. He bit into one of them and the juice ran down his chin a little. He looked at Frank and Frank laughed. He handed Frank a strawberry and they talked and ate while they continued to the flower garden. Frank picked a daisy for Gerard and Gerard put it in his hair and smiled. Frank felt his heart jump at the sight of the smile. He did not understand why Gerard looked so innocent at that moment. Frank shook it off and they walked out of the garden to the pond. The ducks were splashing around and they sat on the bench and watched for a bit. It was as if what happened in the garden did not faze him at all. Frank was puzzled by this and realized that it may take more than he thought to break Gerard. Not that he was not up to the challenge; in fact he was quite looking forward to it. They walked back to the house and entered through the front door. Mr. Wentz took their coats and they headed to the library to warm up. Gerard sat down in front of the fire and Frank picked up Pansy and began to play a soft melody.

Frank noticed after a bit that Gerard had dosed off. He stopped playing and looked at Gerard. He still had the stains on his knees although his pants were now dry from the fire. He also still had the daisy in his hair and a pale trail from the strawberry juice on his chin. Frank walked over to him and leaned in. He licked the juice off of Gerard’s chin and then stood up again. He left Gerard there as he headed back to the Eastern Hall to get ready for dinner.

Notes

So this chapter means a lot to me because i wrote it right after the announcement of the band ending. There was a point where I was going to stop because i felt like my heart stopped. I wrote a Chapter/No Chapter one after which is my version of A/N's. Two days later Gerard wrote his Twitlonger and I started writing again because of it. I just wanted you guys to see what I wrote in the notes for this one.

"First, thank you to all who read my last chapter, no chapter. i just needed to get that off my chest in order to continue writing. Thank you too all who commented too. ^-^
Second, I mentioned that i wanted closure and i got it from Gerard's tweet. if you have not read it, here it is:
http://www.twitlonger.com/show/n_1rjdh4f
It is perfect, fucking beautiful, and uniquely Gerard. I can listen to the music again and read the most wonderful meaning in each lyric now. I am glad the band ended, not broke up, before they imploded and destroyed each other. Gerard should never feel like he is acting for himself or us. That part broke my heart. I am breathing again and my creative juices are flowing. I am already working on the next chapter and will most likely have it for your guys as soon as my wonderful beta ***trixgrl*** looks it over.
I will leave you now with this, please don't stop writing or reading. It is part of who we are and Gerard and Frank would not like to see us lose this. Granted maybe not writing about them getting on, but hey no one is perfect and it is called Fan Fiction for a reason. My Chemical Romance will live in our hearts always as well the band members, all of them past and present and remember what Gee said;
"My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die.

It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you.

I always knew that, and I think you did too.
Because it is not a band-

it is an idea.
Love,

Gerard"
I love you guys. ^-^"

Thank you for all the love you guys have given me here and on AO3. ^-^