Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

He was so angry right now. He could not believe that Robert would pull this! Not one thing that Frank could eat was at the table! His cocksure attitude was really starting to get to Gerard.

”Please Master Way, surely we can take care of this for you?”

”Nonsense, just go help Jimmy with the task I gave him. I will be fine.”

”But what if you get hurt or seriously burned?”

Gerard leaned down and gave a small kiss to the cheek of the man who was so concerned for him. He watched the man blush and his eyes shine. Gerard inwardly chuckled.

”If the Mistress of the House wants to cook for one of the Masters, then she should be able to do so right?”

”Yes Mistress…I mean Master Way.”

”It’s alright, I answer to both you know.”

The man hurried off in order to fulfill his part in the preparations. Gerard stirred the pot carefully and tasted the concoction. A pinch more salt and it would be perfect. He added the seasoning and then left the pot to simmer while he checked the fire oven. He wondered if Robert had started in on his meal yet. He did not care though, he would wait and eat with Frank. He wished that Michael was there to give more support, but he had taken way too much of his brother’s time lately. He felt bad that his sister in law had not seen her husband much at all as of late. He sent a letter with Michael to Alicia promising that he would invite them both over next month for a summer picnic in the garden. Michael said he would be over tomorrow though, mostly for Frank Gerard thinks.

”Careful there now missy, don a go burnin them perfect hands of yers.”

Gerard laughed as Jimmy appeared behind him to give him a hand with the contents of the fire oven.

”Don’t worry Jimmy, I have it.”

Jimmy still insisted on helping him and the room was suddenly filled with the scent of fresh backed rolls, roasted vegetables, and sweet smelling buns. They set them on the wood counter by the window to cool.

”You let me deal with the dessert Master Way and…”

”Jimmy…”

”Ah…Gerard. Gonna take some time to get use ta that yer know?”

Gerard placed a hand on Jimmy’s arm.

”I know, but you have been too kind to me this past month that I feel you as more a friend than servant now.

”I thank you fer that Gerard. Now let me plate this up and you git back to the table before Master McCracken has a fit.”

”Fuck him. If he had not pulled this, I would not be here doing all this cooking.”

”True and ya know I am sorry about that.”

”It’s not your fault Jimmy. NO blame to you at all.”

Jimmy smiled at Gerard, crooked teeth and all. Gerard thought it was a perfect smile. He removed the apron and left the kitchen. He walked into the dining room and knelt back down at Frank’s feet. He put his collar back on with chain leading to Frank’s chair. He looked at Frank.

”Dinner is now served Master.”

***Bert***

Robert sat with Frank chewing on a chop. He had ladled a healthy portion of gravy over his pile of mashed potatoes, made with lard on purpose. Frank just sat there waiting. He had a smug look on his face. Gerard was furious when the only vegetable he saw was the small bowl of beans for himself. When Frank told him it was fine, that he would just eat the potatoes, Gerard stopped him knowing the Bert had fucked with them too. Damn him for being that clever. Robert was surprised when Gerard called him a child and stood up heedless of the chain pulling around his neck. He actually asked permission to go in the kitchen and cook for Frank! Gerard had never cooked for Robert once, so this did not sit well with him at all. Frank of course gave his permission, and Frank and Robert were left to stare at each other for the time he was gone. Now Gerard had returned, but with no food. Robert thought that maybe he had failed when Jamia came out of the kitchen with a cart covered in a dome followed by several other servants. A small table was brought to sit next to Frank on the side that Robert was on. It was covered with domed trays as well. All the servants stood as if waiting for instruction. Gerard looked up and clapped his hands twice. All the domes came off and the smells that filled the air were mouthwatering. Finally Jimmy himself came out with a small domed tray, but instead of putting it on the table he took a knee and bent to Gerard next to Frank. Gerard mouthed a thank you at Jimmy and then looked up at Frank. Robert swore his eyes were shining!

”For you Master.”

Jimmy lifted the dome and in the middle was a perfect strawberry tart. Frank looked at the tart and then at Jimmy, but Jimmy shook his head. With no warning Frank tugged on the chain around Gerard’s neck and pulled him into a kiss. That was when Robert left the room.

***Frank***

The offending meat had been cleared away. The small table was laden with half eaten food, there was no room on the larger table for any of it because Gerard took up the entire surface. He was covered in the still warm roasted vegetables. They had been smashed in and smeared all over him. Frank was on his knees between Gerard’s legs savoring the well created entrees as well as Gerard’s skin. The combination was intoxicating, mixed with the flavor of Frank’s wine.

”I think I am getting drunk off of you Gee.”

”Mmmm, please Master more.”

Frank licked a stripe up Gerard chest and felt him arch his back up. Frank ran a hand underneath him and pulled Gerard to a sitting position. He licked and bit at his neck enjoying the food as he went. He briefly felt bad for the mess that was going to have to be cleaned up by Jamia until Gerard took two of his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them obscenely. After that only Gerard was on Frank’s mind. Frank pulled off the table and stood there watching Gerard perform for him. He sat up with his knees splayed for Frank and ran his hands all over his food covered body. He pushed them into his hair, which had been growing out of the color now and had gained length again. Gerard pushed his own fingers into his mouth and the noise that he made went straight to Frank’s cock.

”Touch yourself Gee.”

Gerard reached down and wrapped his fingers around his cock. He was not wearing a cock ring this time, but he still knew that he could not cum without permission. Frank watched with hungry eyes as Gerard moved his hand at the pace that Frank instructed each time. His sweat mixed with the edible goodness on his body made his skin glow. He was a mess and Frank loved it. Too bad that Michael could not be here to share it with him. He briefly wondered what Michael would have thought of this when Gerard shuddered and groaned. Frank knew he was close. He debated whether to make him wait, but he wanted Gerard too much for that. He sat back in Robert’s chair and watched the man on the table quiver before him.

”Are you close Gee?”

”Yes Master.”

”Would you like to cum for me?”

”Yes Master.”

”Then do so, so I can fuck you on Robert’s chair.”

Gerard did not need any more words. He arched his back and lifted himself high on his knees as he bucked into the air and came all over his hand and the table. Frank gave him a moment to come down off the high that cumming like that gave one before he spoke.

”Feel good Gee?”

”Yes Master, so good.”

”Good, now crawl to the end of the table.”

Gerard obeyed and slowly, still slightly shaking, crawled to the end where Frank was sitting. He stopped at the end and waited for instructions. Frank smiled at this. His pants were already ruined and covered with food so he did not care about them, but he wanted to feel Gerard completely. He stood up and shed his pants as well as his shirt. He saw Gerard looking at him with admiration and lust. He was wearing no undergarment. He sat back down in the chair, his cock erect and already leaking. He could see Gerard licking his lips, but that was not what he had in mind right now.

”You know Gee these are our last hours together. I want to make them last as much as I can. Before you go to Robert tonight I am going to do something obscene with you in every room. I want the entire Mansion to know what I can do to you, starting with this room. Now I want you to use your own cum and prepare yourself for me.

Gerard brought the hand that he had used to jerk off with between his legs. Frank had a perfect view of Gerard’s fingers as they disappeared inside his body. Gerard made noises like Frank had never heard come from the man before. He was very pleased.

”You’re doing so good Gee. Fuck, I wish Mikey was here to see you like this. All splayed out with your fingers shoved deep inside you. You want to get fucked so badly don’t you?”

”Yes Master, please, uh ah, fuck me.”

”Crawl on to my lap Gee and impale yourself.”

Gerard reached out and grabbed the high back on the chair. He looped his fingers through the scrolling and pulled himself forward onto Frank’s lap. He hovered with his legs straddling Frank and lifted himself high enough to center his opening over the dripping head of Frank’s cock. Frank held his breath as he watched Gerard sink lower and he felt his cock engulfed in a tight heat. He had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. Gerard on the other hand was making all sorts so of noises as he bottomed out and touched Frank’s thighs with his own. He sat there for a moment and then Frank placed his hands on Gerard’s hips. That was Gerard’s cue to start moving. He pushed up on his toes as he lifted himself almost completely off and then dropped back down hard. Now it was Frank’s turn to groan as they both threw their heads back at the same time. Gerard started to ride him, gripping the back of the chair tightly. Frank was now digging impressions in Gerard’s hips with his fingernails.

”Fuck Gee, so tight, so good, could stay in you for days.”

”Uh, uh uh uh, me too Fra….Master.”

Frank pulled one of his hands off of Gerard’s hip and touched his face. He was glistening from his exertion and Frank dragged him down into a kiss again. There was so much passion in that one move and Gerard gave up complete control in the kiss. He allowed Frank to manipulate him in anyway he wanted and Frank was delighted by this. Gerard was his body and soul. He may not completely have his heart, but two out of three ain’t bad.

”Gee turn around and lean on the table.”

Gerard made a whimpering sound as he pulled off of Frank, but he did so and then turning around lay chest first against the hard wood. Frank moved up behind him and plunged right back in. The heat surrounded him once again and Gerard cried out at the force of his thrusting. Frank grabbed Gerard’s hair and pulled on it. Gerard's lifted part of his body was off the table and Frank wrapped an arm around his middle as he pushed harder and harder making the table move.

”Ah ah ah, Gee, I’m gonna…”

Suddenly Frank felt himself pushed back hard and out of Gerard. He landed in the chair and Gerard had his mouth on his cock just at the moment that he came. Gerard drank the cum greedily as it seeped out of his mouth and onto the chair cushion itself. The noises Gerard was making were full of contentment like Frank’s cum was sweet ambrosia from the Gods themselves. Frank was surprised at this act of defiance, but at this point he did not give a shit. Gerard’s mouth felt so good and Frank swore that is one of the biggest things that he would miss the most. When Frank was spent, Gerard fell back on his heels and looked dazed. He had cum on the side of his mouth and he licked at it like a cat. He looked at Frank and ducked his head sheepishly.

”I’m sorry Master, I don’t know what came over me. I just had to taste you. Please forgive me.”

”On all fours now! Crawl to the playroom for you punishment.”

Frank swore that he saw a gleam in Gerard’s eye before he dropped to the floor and did a little cat like stretch showing off his perfect ass in the process. He crawled slowly and with seduction out of the dining room turning towards the Eastern Hallway. Frank gathered up their clothes and grabbing the perfect strawberry tart before following his pet.

***Pete***

”The room is back in order now Mr. Wentz.”

”Very good Eugene, now see about the Library.”

”Begging your pardon Sir, but how many rooms are left?”

”By my thoughts, two, and one is the bedroom, which can wait till tomorrow.”

”Thank God Sir.”

Peter chuckled as he watched the young man move off to clean up the next room that was up-heaved by the two gentlemen. He was thankful that Jimmy had spoken to him once the contest had started. Peter had arrived with Gerard when he came to live at McCracken Manor. His brother Patrick was employed by Michael. When the boys were younger, Peter and Patrick worked side by side as their tenders so to speak. They were there for all the milestones that the boys went through, including when Gerard decided that women did not interest him. It was a bit of a shock to Master Way, but Lady Way was unsurprised. Being a mother, she had an instinct for her sons. Also Michael knew well before anyone else. Patrick use to joke that the two shared everything, including their mind. That always made Peter laugh, but it was easy to see how close the boys were. In a strange way he is not surprised now that they have become even closer, although in a more unconventional way. Still Peter knows them, and that it is not just about appeasing the flesh and more the heart. No matter what though, he will stay by Gerard’s side as much as Patrick will be part of Michael’s life. It was getting late now and he knew that soon Gerard would make his way from Frank’s room to Robert’s. The staff would begin cleaning up in preparation of someone's departure. Peter really did not have an interest in which man Gerard ended up with as long as Gerard was happy. He looked at the grandfather clock and saw that it was close to that hour. Jamia had taken up sick and was resting. Peter thought that she could not stand the loss of Gerard once more. She is sure that after the contest she will be dismissed for conduct unbecoming by Robert. Since dinner she had been throwing up and could keep nothing down, save for a few scant sips of water. Peter sighed and went to check on Eugene. It was going to be a long three days.

***Mixed POV***

”It’s almost time.”

”I know.”

”I will not see you again.”

”Of course you will. We have meals together.”

”You mean like last time?”

”That will not happen again.”

”It could.”

”I won’t let it.”

”You know I want to kill him right?”

”Yes, but I know you won’t.”

”How can you be so sure?”

”Because that is not how you want to win.”

Frank looked at Gerard. He was right, he could have ended this weeks ago, but it was not his way. He pulled Gerard closer and caressed the inside of his thigh. His initials had become faint white lines marring the creamy flesh that rested there. Gerard shivered with his touch. The newer marks that littered his body were a goodbye gift from Frank. Gerard was allowed to choose his punishment earlier and he chose one that would leave visible marks covering his body.

Gerard pushes into Frank’s touch. He does not want this night to end. He does not want to make the decision that will break one man and change his life forever. There is no right or wrong decision here and it kills him, all decisions are wrong in one way or another. Too much pressure. At that moment the grandfather clock chimes and there is a knock on the door. Gerard answers it not caring what he looks like. Mr. Wentz is right on time as always. He does not even pay attention to what Gerard is not wearing.

”It’s time Master Way.”

”Yes, thank you Peter.”

”Wait, I’ll walk you to the end of the hallway.”

The three leave the room and make their way down the hall. Mr. Wentz is proceeding with Gerard in the middle and Frank at the rear. Frank watches as Gerard walks defeated and sullen. He wants to drag Gerard back to the room and chain him up. Claim him completely. As far as he is concerned he took Gerard’s virginity and Gerard felt the same. It was a minute thing to hold onto. They stopped and Mr. Wentz turned to them.

”I will wait at the stairs Master Way.”

Gerard watches Peter walk away and turns to Frank. Frank has his hand in his pocket. He pulls it out and there is Gerard’s collar. He hands it to Gerard.

”Keep it.”

”Put it on me please Master.”

”I am not your Master anymore.”

”You will always be my Master.”

Gerard gets down on his knees and Frank loops the collar around his neck and secures it. He looks down at Gerard and smiles. Gerard smiles back and then rises to meet his lips. They kiss with no more words.

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***Bert***

That fucking collar. Gerard refused to take it off last night. He put on clothes to sleep, but before that Robert could see the marks all over him. He wondered if Frank put them there on purpose, but he figures that this late in the game Gerard had a hand in it. Frank managed to undo what Robert did his three days, but now he had no more chances. This was Robert’s time and it was going to be all his. Gerard would not be leaving this room the whole three days and after that Frank would be out and things would be normal again. This morning the light from the window is making Gerard’s hair shimmer. The ugly red color is finally coming out and his natural black is coming back. This makes Robert happy. He pulls the covers off of Gerard slowly and unties his sleep pants. He slowly tugs them down and off. He sees that Gerard’s cock is hard and it delights him. He takes it in his mouth in one move. He sucks hard all the way down to the base and feels Gerard stir. He continues to lavish his tongue along the shaft and work his way up to the top before sucking hard on the head and pulling off with a loud noise.

”Morning Baby.”

”Mmmm morning Bert.”

”You like that?”

”Uh huh.”

”Want more?”

”Uh uh ah, yes please.”

”Beg for it Gee.”

Through the whole conversation Robert is still pumping Gerard with a few licks here and there on the head to make him tense up.

”Please Bert, I, oh fuck, please suck my cock.”

Robert beams and goes back down again. As he does this he sneaks a finger into his mouth and wets it good. He then heads it down between Gerard’s legs and slowly pushed it in. Gerard keens and Robert goes further in. He quickly progresses to two fingers after that, all the while letting Gerard fuck his mouth.

”Gee baby, you know we don’t have to do this?”

”What *groan* do what Bert?”

”The next three days, we can take care of this right now. All you have to do is choose.”

”But Bert I ah ah ah, don’t know w-w-w-who to choose yet."

”Yes you do, come on, who gives you the most pleasure, who is giving it to you now in a way that the other can’t …or won’t?"

”That’s not f-f-f-f-f-fair, oh my fucking God! R-R-Robert.”

Robert began using the other hand to jerk Gerard off at the same time that he sucked him off and inserted a third finger. Gerard was a mess now writhing on the bed.

”You want me Gee don’t you?”

”Yes, please Bert.”

”You want me to fuck you don’t you?”

"God yes, just yes!”

”Then tell me that I won, that you chose me.”

”But that is n-n-n-n-n-n-not right-t-t-t-t-t.”

”You only have time with me now *slurp* and I know you don’t want to spend the next three days with nothing right?”

”W-W-Wait, what d-d-d-do you m-m-mean?”

”Very simple Gee. I win, you get fucked and sucked till you can’t breathe. Till you feel like your chest is going to explode or…nothing.”

”B-B-B-B-But you can……”

Robert found that spot inside Gerard that he was searching for and Gerard cried out in sheer pleasure. He was sucking on his own fingers now and moaning around them. Nearly his entire back was off the bed from the arch he did. That caused Robert to deep throat him, and Gerard let out a strangled yell. Robert pulled his fingers out at the same time that he pulled his mouth off. Gerard fell to the bed with a bounce. He was shaking and he still had not cum yet. Robert grabbed the oil and poured some into his hand he started to slick up his cock and moved between Gerard’s legs. He pressed ever so slightly against his opening, but did not penetrate.

”So Gee, what’s it gonna be?”

Gerard looked up, delirious. Robert knew that he was not in his headspace which was where he wanted him. Without realizing what he was saying, Gerard uttered two words.

”You win.”

Robert did not wait any longer, he pushed all the way in and started to fuck Gerard hard and fast.

***Mixed POV***

’Oh fuck, what have I done?’ Gerard played the words over and over again in his mind that he blurted out at a weak moment. Robert had tricked him and now he was eating them along with Robert’s tongue. He fucked up big time now and he had lost everything. It did not mean that he was not going to pick Robert, but he wanted to do it on his own time after thinking about it. No being forced like this. This was akin to Frank holding his dagger to his neck and making him choose him or death. Robert might as well have been fucking him with a dagger as each stab of his cock only served to hurt Gerard on the inside more. He looked up at Robert and saw that he was sweating and puffing away with each thrust. He had gained weight during the month and Gerard now noticed it compared to Frank’s lean body. It was so much easier to wrap his legs around Frank’s slimmer hips. To feel him grab onto Gerard’s thigh to hitch him higher to plunge in further. He sighed with the memory of yesterday and smiled a bit.

Gerard was smiling up at him. Robert knew that he had done the right thing. It was dirty pool, but he needed that push. He most likely would have chosen him anyway, but Robert was not taking any chances. He felt it in his heart that it was the right thing to do. Speaking of heart, his was beating furiously in his chest. Robert had to admit that he had been overeating a bit lately. It was the stress of knowing that Gerard was with another man willingly. Still it was getting harder to breathe at times and even climbing the stairs was taxing. He wanted to flip Gerard over and have him ride, but not just yet. Maybe when his arms gave out he would do it, but right now all he felt was a little tingling in his left. He could keep going.

Gerard could see that Robert was getting tired. Honestly he just wanted him to finish so that he could leave the room and go talk to Frank. He would have to tell him his mistake, but that he could not take it back. Would Frank understand? Would he kill him? Would he try and kill Robert? So many questions, and what of Michael? How would he react? He did so much to get Gerard to see Frank in the right light,and now it was all for nothing with his slip of the tongue. Robert would make sure that Gerard did not see his brother anymore. I mean he would, but he would always be in the room. He would not let him spend the night any longer. Not that it mattered because they would be wed soon and they would be sharing a bed from then on. Gerard would never get out of the room without explaining where he was going. He would be a prisoner of a different sort. Suddenly Robert hit his prostate and Gerard lost all train of thought as he started to feel it pool in his stomach, the warmth of his own orgasm creeping in.

There, Gerard was spacing out for a bit, but now he had him again. Gerard was pushing against him hard now chasing his own orgasm and Robert chased his as well. His left arm had become numb now, but his right was still good so he tried to push the weight over there instead. He was getting closer, but he was working really hard and the pain in his chest was increasing. His vision began to double a bit and he was dizzy, but he kept going. If his body was feeling like this it meant it was going to be an intense climax and he wanted to see it to the end. He tried to talk, but only gasps and groans came out of his mouth. He was losing saliva too so he sought out Gerard’s mouth to add to his own again. That worked for a bit, but not long. The pain was increasing, but so was the growing feeling. He was so fucking close now he could not give up. He wanted to cum with Gerard so badly. Suddenly Gerard arched his back spraying his and Robert’s stomach with his cum. The clenching of his muscles added fuel to the fire and Robert was burning up. His vision went white and he cried out as the most intense orgasm he ever had filled Gerard up. He arched his own back and then collapsed. The last thing Robert saw was the face of his fiancé in the throws of ecstasy and then nothing.

Gerard knew something was wrong. Robert felt heavy on his chest, like dead weight. He tried to get the man to move, but he was out cold. Gerard figured that his orgasm must have been intense. He had never seen Robert arch his back like that before. He attempted to wiggle out from under him, but Robert was still inside him and still surprisingly hard. He wiggled back until he was stuck against the head board and had nowhere else to go. He managed to dislodge Robert from inside him, but his legs were still trapped.

”Bert please, you’re starting to hurt me.”

Robert did not even stir. Gerard tried again to pull his legs free, but nothing. He was getting frustrated now and tried to tip Robert’s body away from him. The weight was incredible. Gerard did not think the man had gained that much weight, but apparently he was wrong. More pushing and the blankets began to slip.

”For fuck sake Robert, please get off me!”

Gerard gave a good shove and he was finally free, but Robert was slipping off the bed along with the blankets. Before he realized it Robert had landed on his back on the floor. Gerard winced and looked over to see if he was alright, if that had woken him up. What Gerard did not expect to see was Robert looking up at him.

”Robert?”

Nothing, just eyes staring back at his face.

”Robert, answer me.”

Still nothing. Gerard got off the bed. Cum started to drip out of him, but he did not care. He crouched down next to Robert and lightly pushed his arm. It was swollen and had a purple tint to it. Robert made no sound or movement. Gerard shivered, but it was not cold in the room. He felt like something had passed through him. He studied Robert’s face and noted the slightly ashen color of his skin. Also the redness that was in his eyes. He brought a hand, shaking over his chest and pressed down…nothing. It was at that moment that Gerard screamed.

Frank was heading to morning meal when he heard the scream. He ran up the stairs taking two and three at a time. He opened the door to Robert’s room and saw Robert and Gerard on the floor. Gerard was pounding on Robert’s chest screaming at him incoherently. Frank grabbed Gerard and pulled him away. Gerard turned into Frank and Frank held him tightly. He looked down and Frank and knew right away that he was dead. He had seen enough dead bodies in his time to know the signs. He put Gerard in a chair, noting that he was naked and sweaty, and went to Robert’s body. He got on his knees and put his ear to Robert’s lips. He felt no breath. He listened to his chest, no heartbeat. Frank suddenly got pissed and punched his chest.

”Frank! What are you doing?!”

”This is not the way it was supposed to be! I wanted to win, but not like this!”

He was now screaming at the corpse of his brother. He punched him again and dragged him up by the sheet Robert was tangled in. Robert’s head flopped lifeless and Frank slapped it hard. Gerard was now up and out of the chair. He grabbed Frank by the shoulder and pulled him.

”Frank stop! He’s dead!”

Frank was not thinking as he pushed Gerard away hard. Gerard fell against the post of the bed and banged his head. He heard a clatter when this happened and saw that Frank had dropped his dagger. He picked it up and placed it on the bed. He crawled back up to Frank to try and stop him again.

”You were a worthless piece of shit Robert! You were a lousy businessman that could have made so much more, but you fucked up and let people use you and cheat you! I came from nothing and you had fucking everything, even Gerard! Now you have nothing…Nothing…NOTHING!”

Frank kicked Robert in the balls and stepped on his chest. He pushed his foot in and ground his toe into his chest. He started to hear a cracking noise and then a snap confirmed that he had broken one of Robert’s ribs. It felt good. He did it again and then a third time. He did not hear Gerard coming up behind him. He did not realize that Gerard had grabbed at his shirt. If he had, he would not have hauled off and punched him in the face.

The force of Frank’s punch pushed Gerard onto the bed. He fell with his back on the dagger and winced as the point grazed his skin from the angle he was at. He reached under and pulled it out. There was a little blood on it, but not much. He still had it in his hand when Frank descended on him.

”How dare you grab me and stop me?! I am in charge now Gerard! I am in control! I own you and I will do what I want to the pathetic excuse of a fiancé that you HAD!”

Frank was out of control and punched Gerard in the stomach. Gerard doubled over in pain, but Frank was on him and he had no chance to cover himself when the next blow hit him. He just went down as the blows continued to rain down.

”F-F-F-F-Frank, p-p-p-p-please, no I s-s-s-stop, I.”

Frank heard nothing and Gerard could see the same blackness in his eyes that he had that day he nearly killed Gerard. Gerard was genuinely afraid for his life now. He must have been because his next action was a fatal one. Suddenly Frank stopped. He looked down to see his dagger sticking out of his chest. He looked up and saw a battered and beaten Gerard holding it trembling. He let go and the dagger remained. Frank looked at Gerard and saw the he was crying. He was covered in bruises and fist imprints. One of his eyes was swollen shut. Frank touched the dagger and pulled it out. He started to fall backwards, but felt arms around him.

”Frankie! Oh God Frankie, what have I done?!”

”It’s okay Gee. It was you or me this time. I think I would have killed you. I was not thinking at all.”

”No no no, you wouldn’t have, you would have stopped like last time. I should have realized this. I fucked up!”

”No Gee, you did alright. Really you did.”

Gerard pulled Frank into his lap and caressed his hair. Frank was looking up at him and caressed his cheek with a shaky hand. Gerard started to cry and the tears fell on Frank’s face. The ones that fell on Frank’s lips he licked with his tongue.

”Sweet like you Gee. Tell me something, the truth now, was I going to ever win?”

Gerard looked down at the dying man and finally realized what his heart had always known.

”Yeah Frankie, it was going to be you.”

”Thank you.”

Frank began to cough and droplets of blood covered his lips. Gerard leaned down and kissed him gently.

”Gee *cough cough* I want you to know that you have made me so happy these past weeks. I grew up so fucked up believing that the world was an ugly place filled with hate and pain. If you were not inflicting *sputter* it, you were receiving it. That was all. After meeting you, I have seen that there is beauty in the world. In a flower, a walk, a private talk, even in watching a painting being created. You are beauty *cough* Gerard. You will always be beautiful *cough* to me.”

”Frank, Master, please no don’t go.”

Frank reached up and grazed the collar that Gerard was still wearing. He smiled and then closed his eyes.

”Frank Frank? Frank? Frank FRANK!”

Peter had just taken Michael’s coat and hat when they both heard the scream that curdled their blood. Both he and Michael took off at a run, the door and outerwear abandoned. They ran up the stairs together and both stopped at the threshold of Robert’s room. There they saw a sight that they did not expect. Robert was on the floor, naked and tangled in a sheet, eyes wide open, staring at nothing. Gerard was on the bed holding Frank. His arm hung limp off the bed. Gerard was beaten badly, but he was wailing and cradling Frank in his arms rocking back and forth. A bloody dagger lies on the floor just below the bed. Michael moved to the other side of the bed to try and get a hold of Gerard. Peter ducked down to check the body of Robert and confirms what they already knew.

Gerard was hysterical. He would not stop keening and Michael felt the urge to hug him as well as slap him. He pulled Gerard to him as Frank slipped from his lap. Gerard scrambled for Frank, but saw that Peter had caught him. Peter showed Gerard that he was laying him carefully on the bed. Now Gerard turned to Michael and burst out the story of how everything happened. Michael listened, already formulating a plan on how to clean up and handle the bodies as well as the legalities. All the while he was consoling Gerard, petting his head and shushing him. Gerard looked up at Michael and in his eyes he saw fear, but acceptance. Then he fainted.

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