House Wife

***Gerard***

At dinner Gerard was unusually quiet. He barely touched his food. He kept thinking about the kids. It was their last night in Paris and he knew as soon as they got home he'd have to introduce himself and hope for the best. He really hoped they weren't spoiled brats. Their father was rich and successful and usually children brought up in that kind of atmosphere scared the shit out of him. That's what his first husband’s son was, a spoiled, scary, and sadistic animal. Gerard recalled Frank saying he had a son, too... a teenage son. That was nerve wrecking. He saw that Frank was watching him with worried eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?"

Gerard looked up abruptly and gnawed down on his bottom lip.

"Nothing... j-just, uh, it's our last night here. Tomorrow we go home and I'm a little nervous about meeting the kids."

Frank flashed a sincere smile at him.

"Aw, don't be nervous. They're good kids...mmmm most of the time."

Frank laughed, leaning over the table and pushed Gerard's fringe behind his ears. Gerard sighed and nodded against Frank touch.

"Okay, well what if they don't like me?"

Frank sat back in his seat and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I don’t see why they would not, they are pretty much copies of me, right down to the foul language.”

Frank laughed and that eased Gerard's nerves. Just like Frank? Okay, so that meant they would like him, right? Frank liked him. Frank tucked his hand under Gerard's chin and lifted his head up gently.

”Hey, it will be alright trust me, I promise. Now open wide."

He smiled scooping up some of his cheesecake with his fork and brought it to Gerard's mouth. Gerard giggled and opened his mouth to the cake and smiled when he took the bite. Frank grinned and leaned in to kiss the tip of Gerard's nose. He whispered over Gerard’s lips.

"Chin up, it really will be fine.”

***Frank***

”Fuck fuck fuck, you’re kidding right?!"

”No man, what did you expect Frank!? You went off and got married and did not have them at the wedding or fucking tell them in advance! They flipped out! Kat broke her phone again and Kody, shit I hope you were not attached to any of your plants."

”Man, I just spent last night’s dinner calming Gerard down about meeting them tomorrow. *groan* This is going to be a disaster.”

”I still have another day with them so I will try and talk sense into them.”

”Hey Ray man, thanks I owe you big time for this.”

”Yeah you do, alright the time change is shit here, so I will catch you later.”

”Bye Ray.”

Frank hung up the phone, he was so fucked. Gerard was in the bathroom getting ready for the surprise that he had for him, their last day. This past week had been amazing. He got to know a side of Gerard he is sure that none of his husbands ever knew. From what he understood they just wanted him to bend over whenever they wanted him to, which was not a super bad thing he found out.

”Fuck Gee, how are you still this tight?”

”Lots of practice, and muscle exercises.”

”Well whatever this shit is keep it up, oh God, I am not gonna last again.”

”Hey *pant* four in a row is pretty *uh ah ah* impressive to me, oh God right there please Frankie, ah fuck me!”

”Your wish *moan* is my command, ah fuck, Princess.”

Frank continued to fuck Gerard bent over the love seat in their hotel suite. This was the fourth time today and Gerard could not get enough. Anytime he bent over he would smirk and wiggle his ass and Frank would drop whatever he was doing and well, start doing Gerard. They had not left the room all day. They had dinner reservations in an hour and fuck if Gerard did not look good getting ready in the bedroom. That is how he ended up with his cocktail dress shifted over his hips and another pair of panties shredded. Frank was thinking about just buying Gerard his own Fredrick’s of Hollywood store. At that point he lost all train of thought as Gerard clamped down tightly on his cock as he came all over the back of the poor used piece of furniture. Frank came so hard after that they had moved the love seat a good foot from its original point of origin. Afterward Frank locked himself in the bathroom till Gerard was dressed.

”All ready Frankie.”

Frank was brought out of his X-rated memory by Gerard emerging from the bathroom. He looked good dressed in dark green jean skirt and a gauzy light mocha colored blouse. Frank went to the closet and grabbed the white leather trench coat that he bought the other day for him when Gerard said he was chilled. Their bags were packed and ready to go. While they were out they would be loaded in the limo ready for the trip to the private airport. Gerard was still in shock that Frank had his own jet. He really thought that Frank would put up with waiting for security to take their sweet ass time and feel up his wife checking for dangerous weapons. He could have told them that Gerard himself was a dangerous weapon. He chuckled at that thought.

”Something funny?”

Frank shook his head and opened the trench for Gerard to place his arms in the sleeves.

”Thank you Frankie.”

”Ready for your surprise baby?”

”Mmmm hmmm.”

Frank held the door for him and then they linked arms to leave the hotel for the last time.

***Gerard***

Breathtaking. If he had to use one word to describe autumn while strolling in a park in Paris, it was breathtaking. It was Frank's idea and Gerard was shocked that he'd picked a location so mediocre. He was a big shot and Gerard knew he liked fancy places, expensive things, and fine dining. A park was the last place he'd expected his husband to take him. But he had to admit it was perfect for the two newlyweds and simply…breathtaking. The orange and reddish leaves crunched under their boots while Gerard and Frank walked with their arms linked together. They walked around for ten minutes, kissing at least every two minutes. When they sat down at one of the many park benches Frank turned to Gerard.

"Wait here just a second, baby. I'll be right back. I've got a surprise for you."

Once he received a nod from his wife he jogged off in to the opposite direction. Gerard sat there wondering what Frank was going to surprise him with. Knowing Frank it was probably jewelry or something equally as expensive. Frank soon came back with his arms behind his back.

"Ok, so I know it's not a big deal, but..."

Frank pulled his arms out and stuck a grande latte out to Gerard. If Gerard was an animated character, he would have had hearts for eyes right now.

"Coffee!"

Gerard beamed, as he took it from Frank he took a whiff.

"Pumpkin spice!"

Frank grinned, taking a seat back next to Gerard on the bench, holding his own coffee in his hand.

"Yeah, in your bio it said you had a weird obsession over coffee and pumpkin spice was number one of your favorite flavors."

”I can’t believe you remembered that. No ever did before.”

”Well baby, I am not no one.”

They sat in silence, cuddled against one another, drinking their coffee as they enjoyed the crisp weather. For Gerard, this moment was the best. He wanted to cry. At that moment, Frank was the one that was…breathtaking.

***Frank***

Frank helped Gerard into the limo. They cuddled together and Frank thought about the amazing week they had shared. Sure he missed his kids and was happy to be heading home, but he did have a fear that Gerard would be different and revert to his old ways again when they got back. He was surprised when Gerard let Frank go through all the luggage to prove to him that he really wanted to get clean this time. He showed Frank all his hidden spots that he usually stashed something. Frank loved him even more after that. He knew the journey to getting clean was not going to be easy. He had Pete and at the time Greta on his side, but poor Gerard seem to never have anyone. Even Spencer seemed to be at too far a distance to help him, or his husband did not want him to get any help. Gerard sighed next to him and he held him closer. He kissed the top of his head and smiled. Things were going to be alright.

***Gerard***

Frank and Gerard enter the plane and as soon as Gerard gets into his seat he reclines back and closes his eyes. His mind drifted to his time in Paris and he felt content, exhausted, but still very content. The walk in the park wore him out. Frank proved to be his best husband yet. He didn't hit him, or yell at him or make him do stuff he didn't want to. Sure it had only been a week now, but Frank seemed different. Gerard just felt so safe around Frank. He was kind, sweet, caring, and he proved that he actually cares. He wanted Gerard to fight his urges and not give in. Frank sure as hell didn't want to see his wife spiral into a black abyss. Frank didn't make him feel like a lost cause. Frank actually made Gerard feel like he was strong. He made Gerard want to give up cocaine and other vices, and just be better for him. Gerard didn't want to do drugs when Frank was around or anytime for that matter. He didn't want to let Frank down. Just like Spencer, Frank was cheering for him. In the club, they had gone to, Frank believed Gerard when he said he hadn't done any drugs. He looked into Gerard's eyes and he saw that Gerard was telling the truth. Unlike Gerard's past husbands, knowing them, they would have used the excuse to beat him and then fuck him senseless. But Frank didn't. Once again proving that he was different. As he left reality for the dream world Gerard delve deeper into the memory. As he drifted off he could hear and feel the pulse of the music at the club still beating in his heart.

The club was crowded with bodies pushing against each other trying to get to the bar or the stage. Frank admitted to Gerard that he missed this. Back when it was about trying to recruit bands when he was not who he was today. Now they beg him instead of the opposite. As Frank told Gerard this he pushed his way to the bar gripping Gerard's wrist tight so he did not lose his wife in the sea of onlookers. While he waited for the two bottles of water he asked for Gerard stared at the crowd. Frank had gotten the water bottles and tapping Gerard on the shoulder and handed him one.

"How are you holding up Gee?"

Gerard snapped out of his deep thought and turned his attention to his husband.

"I'm fine it’s just the last time I was in a place like this I was with M. right after my fourth divorce."

"Took you there to unwind huh?"

Gerard paused and looked at the liquor display on the wall behind the bartenders.

”Uh…y-yeah."

Frank followed Gerard's gaze and sighed.

"Come on Gee, wait till the band starts up, you won't even be thinking about that stuff. Have you ever listened to any Ska before?"

Gerard averted his attention back to Frank and turned his back to the bar in favor of looking at the stage. He didn't realize he was staring so hungrily at the bottles.

"No... "

"Well I promise you that you are in for a treat. This music is loud, in your face, unapologetic, and the fucking horns alone could make you cream your pants when they are played right."

Gerard blushed when Frank wiggled his eye brows on that last statement.

"Looking forward to the experience."

"Come on I'll take you to meet the band real quick before the show starts."

Frank begins to lead Gerard away from the temptation of the bar filled with spirits and pulls him through the crowd till they get to the side of the stage. He sees one of the members of the band talking to the sound guy. He introduces Gerard and Gerard smiles shyly. Frank and the guy start talking about some technical stuff that Gerard does not understand when another band member comes over. He whispers something into the guy's ear and he says something to Frank. Frank nods his head and turns to Gerard.

"Wait here Gee, I will be right back."

"Gerard was anxious now. He hated the idea of being left alone, but a quick kiss on the cheek from Frank and he was gone. Gerard made his way to a table in the corner and sat down. He sipped his water and waited taking in the vibe of the place

"Hey there honey, what's a sweet thing like you hanging around all alone for?”

Gerard looked at the young man who was blatantly speaking to him and frowned. He looked like a typical scene kid. Acting older than he really was. He probably did not realize how old Gerard was. He got that a lot.

"I'm not alone. My husband's coming back."

"Sure Honey, you keep telling yourself that."

As Gerard sighed he crossed his arms over his chest protectively, he gives the guy the cold shoulder. The guy shrugged him off and leans on the table. He pulls a cigarette case out of his pocket that is black and sleek looking with initials etched into it along with a dragon. He flips it open and Gerard can see an array of pills on one side, in a particular order it looks like, along with tabs of paper and a few joints on the other. The guy sees Gerard looking and smiles at him. He picks out the first pill, a small round blue one, and pops it in his mouth taking a long swig of beer to wash it down. He left the case on the table and Gerard looked at it licking his lips unconsciously.

"Y-You really need to leave now.”

The guy just smirks at him and Gerard realized that he saw his reaction to the drugs.

"Whatever Honey, I ain’t bothering you, I'm just here to enjoy the show."

"If my husband sees you, you’re not going to be enjoying anything."

The guy takes another long pull of his beer. This one finished the bottle. He wipes his arm across his mouth and lets out a satisfied sound.

"Oh I think I could handle him Honey. I also think that I could handle you too."

Gerard glared at the young man and shook his head in disgust.

"No...you really couldn’t."

He moved his chair further away from the guy. The guy smirks and then signals a waitress. She sees him and instead of coming right over she goes straight to the bar and grabs a bottle and a glass. She works her way over to the guy and Gerard .

"Hey there hot stuff, here you go your usual."

The waitress drops off another bottle of beer and a shot of something green in the glass. The guy winks at the waitress and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a ten and shoves it inside her bra, which is almost completely out of the shirt she is wearing.

"Thanks doll face, here buy yourself something nice and think of me while you are using it."

”Marc!”

The waitress giggles and Marc arches his eyebrows at her. As she turns away he slaps her on the ass. He turns back to Gerard and winks at him. Marc goes back into the pill case and pulls out a red pill, He knocks it back with the shot of green liquid. He can tell it burned going down and he was envious. He could just keep ignoring Marc until he got bored and decided to harass someone else hopefully, but it didn't seem like that was happening any time soon.

""You're from Jersey aren't you Honey? I can tell from the accent. Watcha doin' all the way here in Paris?"

Gerard stared at the guy, man he was good with the lines for a sleaze bag.

"My husband and I are on our honeymoon."

He kept mentioning Frank hoping that it would scare him off. That wasn't working. If anything the guy was more determined to talk to him.

”Honeymoon huh? Well Honey if I were him, I would not have let you leave the room."

Another dip in the case and this time a yellow pill is chosen. He slides it into his mouth and starts on the beer.

“Well if you must know, we did hardly leave the room.”

Gerard knew it was not smart to feed into the guy, but he was at the point where he was just buying time till Frank returned. Frank really needed to come save him. This small talk was dangerous, and the drugs displayed in front of him were even more dangerous. It wasn't worth Frank being mad at him though so he kept those thoughts to himself.

”Marc my man, got any party favors?”

”Hey baby, you know I am always up for a party.”

”Cool cool, so I'll take three bags.”

Gerard could not believe this guy was selling in the middle of the club. No one seems to notice him either. He handed out bags of pills to people and they in turn handed him a few bills. After the people leave, he starts to count money and wrap it with a rubber band till the roll is a decent size. He turns his attention back to the black case.

"Let’s see, blue, red, yellow, and now green."

Marc pulls a green pill out and downs the rest of his beer. Once again the same waitress is called over and the drink exchange begins again. This time he slips a twenty into the visible garter on her leg. He snaps it and makes her squeal. When she leaves he turns his attention back to Gerard.

"Nothing like a good high, am I right?"

”I suppose, if you do that stuff.”

”Honey, you are about as transparent as glass. I can see you eying my party favors. I know you want something and I have just the thing to chill you out and make you feel real good.”

Marc goes into his pocket and pulls out a little baggie held closed with a twist tie and that is when Gerard swallows and takes notice. Marc pulls a small spoon out of the black case and dips it into the powder. He lifts it to his nostril and quickly breathes in. Like a flash it is gone, up his nose.

”I say Goddamn, that shit is good.”

"G-go. P-P-Please go."

Gerard turned his back to the man. He really couldn't do it. Frank would find out. Frank would be able to tell. He wanted to so badly though, so fucking badly. Marc looked up and saw a bead of sweat running down Gerard's neck as he spoke. He smirked and Gerard knew he had him.

"Gee, I am being awfully rude here aren't I?

Marc dipped the spoon back in and offered it to Gerard.

"Would you like some? I don’t mind sharing with a pretty boy like you, no charge.”

Gerard gazed at it and licked his lips.

"I can't."

Marc moved up closer to Gerard. He slowly snaked an arm around his waist and at the same time lifted the spoon holding the white powder closer to Gerard’s face. Gerard tensed up.

"Mmmm, sure you can, one little snort won’t hurt, your husband does not have to ever know.”

Frank would have a heart attack. He would kill Gerard, but Gerard was having trouble now controlling himself. It was like he was going under a spell. He was caving in. Marc moved his arm further so that his fingers were now on Gerard's hip. He lightly brushed over the hip bone playfully, but with possessiveness. He held the spoon in front of Gerard and Gerard began to lower his face to it.

"Come on Honey, you know you want it. It would make you feel so good. We could get out of here, go someplace quiet. I have more where this came from. We could play a game maybe, you like games don’t you? I bet you are very good at them.”

Gerard's mouth was open agape as he stared down at the powder. He was leaning in for it, waiting and wanting the young man to give it to him. He pulled Gerard into him so that Gerard could feel his body heat. Gerard was whimpering now as he moved closer to the spoon.

"That's it Honey, just a little bit further and you can experience heaven."

"M-My husband..."

The guys hand left his hip and traveled down to his ass. He pushed Gerard over just a bit more. He was so close now that just breathing would bring the powder up to him. Gerard was talking barely above a whisper now.

"Frank... he's going to be so fucking pissed.”

"What Little Frankie won’t know won’t hurt him or us right baby?”

Gerard blinked when he heard Marc use one of Frank’s pet names for him. The one he used mostly on the whole trip. This caused him to snap out of it and come back up. What the fuck was he doing? Marc saw him stand up again and patted his ass to get him to bend over once more.

"What's a matter baby?"

Gerard cringed and shoved the man’s hand off of him.

"What the fuck is your problem bitch?!"

”Don’t fucking call me baby!”

Marc dropped the spoon on the table and the powder scattered

”Shit, my stuff!”

Gerard stiffened and looked at the powder spilled on the table. If this guy was as bad as him when it came to drugs then he was about to throw a fit. The guy grabs Gerard by the shirt and pulls him into his face. His breath reeks of the beers he was drinking and just something rank. He has white powder under his nose which up close looks red and cracked. Gerard squeezed his eyes shut and let out a small yelp.

"You are going to pay for that shit! I do not waste product on whores like you!"

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY WIFE!"

”Oh shit.”

Frank came in like a freight train. He pulled Gerard out of Marc’s grasp and then got into his face. Frank may have been small in stature, but he had a looming presence. The whole fucking club just shut down and everyone stared at the spectacle in the center of the room.

"What the fuck were you doing with my wife!?"

"Hey man, he was wasting my shit!"

Frank looked down at the table and saw the cocaine. He looked over at Gerard.

"Gerard?"

Gerard stammered backing away from both men, but mostly Frank.

”I didn’t do anything Frankie, I kept telling him to leave me alone."

"Bullshit, you know you fucking wanted it! You were practically fucking the table trying to get it up your nose!"

"He was pressuring me, Frankie. He was pushing me toward it!”

"Oh yeah right! You were watching me with your fucking tongue hanging out the whole time."

Gerard wrapped his arms around himself and began shaking.

"F-Frank. I didn't take anything! I didn't! I swear!"

"You lying fucking cunt!"

Gerard cringed at that word. Bert called him that so many times. Now he really did want a line. He wanted to snort the whole fucking bag! he couldn't handle this sober.

”That’s it!”

Frank hauled back and punched the guy in the face hard enough that he flew across the fucking room! He pushed the tables over and stalked after him. He grabbed the guy by the shirt and just started to pummel the shit out of him.

"KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF MY FUCKING PROPERTY OR I WILL FUCKING END YOU!"

Frank slammed Marc’s head into the concrete floor several times. When he was done the guy was a bloody mess and barely breathing. Gerard watched in fear and backed up till he was against the wall. Frank wiped his hands on his pants and turned around to face Gerard. He stalks over to him and pushed him into the wall so he could not escape.

"Did you fucking take anything?! Answer me now Gerard, did you!?"

Gerard shrieked and cowered.

"N-No! I didn't! I swear!"

Frank looked at Gerard and stared into his eyes. He searched for any kind of deceit, but only saw fear and regret, that was all Gerard had to show him. He reached up and with his blood stained hand touched Gerard's face gently.

"Okay Gee, I believe you."

***Frank***

Gerard jolted awake with a yelp. He looked around, shaking. He was drenched in sweat and freezing.

"Baby? Gee?, Are you alright?"

Frank unbuckled himself and went over to Gerard. He looked horrible and Frank wondered if this was part of withdrawal that he knew Gerard would start to go through soon.

"What's wrong?"

Gerard shook his head and pulled Frank against him and continued to shake.

"I... I..."

He stammered, palming his hand against Frank's shoulder. He couldn't form a proper sentence right now. He was so shaken. Frank held Gerard to his chest. He caressed the timid man and carded his fingers through his hair which was dripping with sweat. Frank frowned at this.

"Hang on baby, I will be right back."

Frank could see that Gerard was dehydrated. The caffeine, from the latte probably did not help. He grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge and a granola bar. He also picked up a small towel and carried it back to his beloved. He carefully mopped Gerard’s brow and could not help noticing that the blouse he was wearing was soaked through too.

"Here baby, drink the water and eat this. It should make you feel better.”

Gerard quickly took the water from his husband’s hands and chugged as much as he could. He finished half the bottle and took a deep breath. Frank had this worried look in his eyes and Gerard just stared at him, breathing hard.

"I feel better, t-thanks Frankie."

"So you want to talk about it?"

Frank had concern in his eyes. He wanted his wife to understand that he knew what he was going through. Gerard sighed and shrugged. This was becoming a usual answer that Frank was recognizing more and more.

"I'm... I just had a bad dream."

”It happens now and then, hopefully it will happen less now that we are together.”

”No, I’m sure it that will happen too.”

Gerard seemed to feel better. He really did. He was happy to see Frank in front of him. He smiled genuinely and it made Frank’s heart glow.

"Well okay, if you are really sure. We are only about a quarter of the way home so if you want to sleep more you can or did you want something else to eat?"

"I think I'm just gonna' go back to sleep, I’m still kind of tired..."

Gerard croaked, his eyes were already threatening to close. He yawned, resting back into his seat after handing Frank his water bottle. Frank smiled and grabbed a blanket, he tucked Gerard in and kissed him lightly on the lips. He watched Gerard settle in. Once he was satisfied he headed back to his seat. He still wanted to keep an eye on him though just in case anything more happened. He pulled out his iPad and hung his leg over the side of the seat propping his back against the plane. This way he could get some work done and still look up and see his wife.

***Gerard***

Gerard's breath shallowed and his eyes slipped closed, he was back in dream world. This time his memory/dream was a lot more pleasant. It picked up where the last one left off, but now he was in the dressing room of the band.

Frank walked Gerard into the back of the club where the dressing rooms were. He settled him on a couch and went to the bathroom to wash up. One of the band members came over and handed Gerard a bottle of water.

"Hey man, you cool? Like we got yours and Frankie's back always."

Gerard wiped his face with the back of his hand and nodded.

"Thanks... I appreciate it."

Gerard looked at the back of his hand and saw blood. The guy noticed Gerard starting to panic.

"Here, take my towel."

"I should probably wash my face first, r-right?"

The guy leans over and wipes the towel along Gerard’s cheek and jaw.

"Nah, it isn’t much , I got it for ya. For what it's worth that guy has been fucking up our shows for months now. He sells shit to the kids and its usually laced. It's actually really good you didn’t take anything of his. Frankie did the world a favor in taking him out for a while."

”Really.”

This information did not surprise Gerard. He seemed that kind of asshole.

"Yeah, just chill back here for a while, we got a set to do. Got keep the kids happy right?"

"Yeah, but still I am sorry about everything though. It got a little out of hand."

Gerard apologized, frowning. He was so embarrassed. He should have handled that guy on his own. He was going soft again already.

"Nah, no worries and no need to apologize, like I said you and Frankie did the world a favor. Frankie should be back soon, just drink the water and chill. There is some food in the fridge if you want."

The guy left to join his band, but stopped at the door.

"Hey, for what it's worth ta ya, Frankie was right."

"H-huh?"

"Oh he said he was the luckiest bastard in the world to find the perfect package. We all thought he was bragging, but I have to say, damn baby!"

Gerard blushed and the guy laughed good naturedly. He waved goodbye and closed the door. Gerard was alone now to reflect on what happened. He really should have been smarter about the whole thing. He cursed himself for not thinking better of the situation. Well it was over now. Gerard took a swig from his bottle of water.

*Knock knock knock*

"Come in."

"Gee?"

Frank walks in shirtless. His hair is wet and he whole upper body has been scrubbed so that it was free of any blood. He carried the ruined shirt with him and held it up to the mirror before tossing it in the trash.

"Fuck man, that was one of my best shirts too."

"Sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen."

"It's not your fault Gee, i should not have left you alone that long. Man who would have thought a sleaze ball like that would be here in fucking Paris!"

Frank walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He twisted the top and downed half of it in one gulp. He made a satisfied groan as he brought the bottle back down against his bare chest. The beads of water dripped down and landed inside his waistband.

Gerard coughed and looked over Frank’s body.

"They're all over the world. You can't really avoid it, but did you know he was from Jersey too?”

”Yeah? Well fuckwads like that need to learn to not touch. If he’s from Jersey than he should have really known better.”

Gerard nibbled on his bottom lip and continued to scan his husband's body.

"Y-Yeah."

Frank kept talking out loud oblivious to the hunger that was setting into Gerard’s eyes.

"I mean seriously what was he thinking? You said that you told him you were here with me right? Was he fucking deaf or something?"

Frank finished the water and perched up on the makeup counter. He kept one foot on the ground and let the other swung freely as he leaned on it. He shook out his hair and stretched to try and loosen the muscles in his back.

"Man, I cannot wait to get back to the hotel. I could use a good hot shower."

Gerard shifted and laid his hands covering his lap. He was suddenly hard just from Frank shirtless and he was aware that he was being creepily quiet. He felt like such a perv, which was stupid because this was his husband! Still looking at Frank, studying his ink, it was like he belonged in the museums that they had visited. Frank was a work of art. He was one of a kind.

"Hey Gee, you alright?"

Frank hopped down from the counter and walked over to Gerard. He knelt down in front of him and placed his hand on his knee, rubbing it lightly.

"I didn’t scare you did I? Well fuck that was a stupid question, of course I did bI wasn't mad at you, I promise I wasn't, I would never hit you, you know that right?"

"I... I know."

Frank sat up on his knees and moved closer to Gerard. Gerard fiddled with his fingers and blinked down at Frank.

"I love you baby, I would never want you to be afraid of me. I will admit that I have a hell of a temper, Italian you know, but I would never use it against you."

"I'm not afraid of you... I just, I'm used to being hit. I was just sort of expecting it."

Frank gently picked up Gerard‘s left hand and played with his rings.

"I don't want you to expect anything, but kisses from me."

Gerard smiled at that and let out a stifled laugh.

"Yeah, I know it's corny, but you bring that out in me Gee. I want to take such good care of you and make up for the last eighteen years of your life being shit. I want to erase it and everything you have been through until it is nothing but a faded memory."

"I wish for that too."

"I promise you baby, we are going to make so many good memories that the bad ones will not even compare."

Frank moved his hand from Gerard's knee to his thigh. He rubbed the denim lightly in lazy circles. Gerard whispered to Frank as he reached out and ran his fingers through Frank’s hair.

"Yeah? How 'bout making one now?"

Gerard continued to sensually massage Frank's scalp with a smirk on his face. He couldn't help himself. He was literally suffocating in his jeans. He hoped Frank wasn't too mad, but sex would be good for him. It would help him unwind and release some tension.

Frank smirked back at Gerard. He pushed his way between his legs and worked his arms around his waist. He leaned in closer for a kiss.

"I think we can make that happen."

Gerard snaked his arms over Frank’s shoulders and buried his hands in the back of Frank's head, tugging on the damp strands of his hair. Frank raked his fingers down Gerard's back and grabbing his ass and reversed their positions. He pulled Gerard into his lap and pushed up so he could feel how hard Frank was already.

"Mmmm baby look what you do to me, driving me crazy with that gorgeous body of yours.

Gerard purred in to Frank’s ear.

"I was hard first. You started it."

Frank held his hand against his check in a mock gasp. This made Gerard giggle.

"Me? What could I have done?"

Frank moved to mouth at Gerard's collar bone and nip lightly at it. He sucked lightly on the skin and then licked his way back up to Gerard's ear where he whispered hotly into it.

"Besides, I am not the one wearing the tight fucking jeans like a second skin Mrs. Iero."

Gerard gasped and tugged on Frank’s hair harder.

"Your body, your fucking perfect body with its perfect ink did it."

"Nah uh, you’re the one with the perfect body and right now I really want to feel it pressed against me."

Gerard pushed his hips up and unleashed the death grip he had on his husband's hair. Frank began unbuttoning Gerard's shirt till he was able to push it off his shoulders. He then leaned in and ran his tongue over the newly exposed skin.

"Mmmm Gee, you taste so good."

Gerard moaned, tipping his head back, exposing his pale throat. Frank pulled Gerard in tighter and clamped down hard on Gerard's neck. He sucked hard as he reached down and slipped a hand in the back of Gerard's tight jeans and grabbed his bare ass.

"Do you have an aversion to underwear if it is not panties?"

Gerard groaned, licking his lips.

"Oh god! Y-yeah... kind of, but I’m not…"

Frank ran his fingers along the flesh and then encountered the simple string. He pulled on it and snapped it against Gerard's skin. He pulled away from his neck and looked at him with a slight smile grazing his lips.

"Gerard...is that a thong I feel?"

Gerard shrieked and tipped his head forward and smirked. He teased, kissing along Frank's jaw.

"Maybe..."

"Oh this I have to see, strip for me baby. Show me everything."

Gerard shifted off of Frank’s lap and stood up. He could feel the vibrations from the horn on the stage. He was pretty sure that they were safe from the band barging in on them. He opened up his jeans and pulled them down until he was able to get his pants just past his thighs.

"I... I'm gonna' need help the rest of the way."

He sat on the sofa and turned to Frank. He'd started to kick his shoes off and then lifted his legs up daintily. Frank grabbed the tight material and peeled them the rest of the way off, dropping them on the floor.

"It's your fault for wearing such tight pants in the first place."

He stopped and looked down at his wife. The thong was a shocking hue of blue with a ribbon woven in at the top. it was something that would suit a woman, but on Gerard it just looked right. Not to mention his cock was peeking over the top of it. Frank could not help to chuckle and reach out and rub his thumb over the exposed head.

"Playin' hide and seek are we?"

Gerard moaned and pushed himself against Frank’s hand.

"Frankie…uh.”

Frank smirked and pushed his hand further into the thong. He grabbed the shaft and slid back up to the top a few times.

"Mmmm, something wrong Gee? Cat got your tongue...oh wait that's me."

Frank pushed his thigh against Gerard's cock as he leaned in and covered his mouth with his again. He pushed his way in and ran his tongue over Gerard's lower lip nipping on it lightly. He ran his other hand over Gerard's hip and pressed in with his fingertips. Gerard's eyes closed and his body melted against Frank’s. He wanted more. He needed more. He broke the kiss and stared in to Frank’s eyes. Frank read Gerard's pleading look, and he brought his fingers up to Gerard's mouth.

"Suck on them for me baby, get them nice and wet."

Gerard eagerly took Frank's fingers into his mouth and sucked on them obscenely. He moaned around them as he continues to stare into Frank’s eyes. Frank began to thrust his fingers in and out of Gerard's mouth as he fucked him with them. He felt Gerard run his tongue over each finger separately and then all together like her was working three cocks at once.

"Jesus Gee, your fucking mouth! I cannot wait to get those lips wrapped around my cock, but that wait, right now I really need to get in that perfect tight ass of yours."

Frank pulled his fingers out and watched as a string of saliva stayed attached to Gerard's lips. It was one of the dirtiest things that he had seen Gerard do. He took his hand off of Gerard's hip and used it to pull the thong to the side. Knowing that Gerard could handle it he pushed two fingers inside of him at once. Gerard's mouth hung open and his brows furrowed together. His eyes were locked on to Frank’s face as he pushed himself on his digits. Gerard’s voice was raspy as it broke out sounds of pleasure.

"Oh, ah. Oh. Oh fuck yes!"

He snaked his hand down to wrap around Frank's wrist while his other hand circled his own cock.

"Oh fuck yeah baby, look at you, sucking my fingers inside, so deep inside. You want more?"

Frank pulled his fingers back and then pushed in a third one. He saw Gerard arch his back and he looked like a beautiful instrument ready to burst in half.

"Fuck this!"

Frank pulled his fingers out and ripped open his pants, He tore the thong off of Gerard and lining up with his opening pushed right in till he had completely filled Gerard with his cock down to his balls."

"Ah fuck Gee, this is fucking perfect, you are fucking perfect."

Gerard was in so much pleasure. Frank was already hitting his spot and he knew he wasn't going to last very long. The foreplay did it for him. He was about to burst.

"So good Gee, feel so fucking good, I I, just have to..."

Without warning Frank pulled out of Gerard and jerking himself off, spraying his cum all over Gerard’s thighs and chest. He shook all over till he slumped forward and took Gerard into his mouth. Gerard was taken by surprise. He watched Frank take all of him and just from that he came. He warned his husband with a sharp intake of breath and then a shudder. Frank felt Gerard seize and his whole body convulse. He was kind of proud that he could get Gerard off that quickly, but he wondered what it would be like to make him wait. Bring him to the brink and then back down again. Frank kind of had a thing for orgasm denial, but he would wait before he introduced his wife to anymore kinks. Right now he was just enjoying the sensation of him pulsing into his mouth. Frank stayed on his cock until he was completely spent. He pulled off and looked at Gerard. His cock hung limp between his legs and he was covered in cum. he looked so fucking good that without thinking Frank reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Smile baby."

"Noooo!"

Gerard was giggling as he kept trying to reach to grab Frank’s phone. Frank blocks him playfully.

"Ah ah ah, no touching."

The flash went off and Frank looks at the picture he turns it and shows it to Gerard. Gerard looks debauched and his smile is just...well perfect. Once again Frank does not understand why anyone would ever hurt a creature like him. He pulls Gerard to him again and hugs him tightly.

"So is this a good memory for you to replace the one with that fuck wad in it?"

Gerard buried his face against Franks shoulder and smiled.

"Yeah... definitely."

***Frank and Gerard***

The noises that Gerard was making were beyond driving Frank crazy. He knew that Gerard was dreaming about something sexual. He hoped it was about them, but he did not want to be that guy. Still the faces alone were getting him hard. The perfect round O of his lips he could slide his cock right into if he wanted to. It would be so easy to use him like his other husband’s did. Frank was not a user though, and he would not bring himself down to that level. It could not hurt to wake him up though right? No, he was fighting withdrawal and it would not be right. Frank tried to go back to his email, but an obscene moan left Gerard’s mouth and he actually bucked up into the air.

"Fuck it, that's it."

Frank is hard enough to break stone. He gets up out of his seat and moves over to where Gerard is. He reclines the seat a little more and slides one leg between Gerard's thighs. He leans over and licks a stripe up Gerard’s neck to his ear sucking lightly on the spot right below his ear that drives Gerard crazy.

"Mm'wha...?"

"Morning baby, were almost home you know?"

Gerard opened his eyes and smiled sleepily at his husband.

"Hey... Really? Wow."

"Mmhm, you slept a long time babe. Sounded like you were dreaming again. What was this one about?"

"Oh... just about... you know, us. Why were you listening to me?"

"Fuck, how could I not?"

Frank smirked and he leaned down to kiss Gerard. He pressed his lips to Gerard's and ran his tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance. Gerard raked his fingers through Franks hair and opened his mouth to his tongue.

"Mmmm baby, I can’t get enough of how good you taste."

”You said that in my dream too.”

Frank pushed his way into Gerard's mouth. He licked and sucked on every part, trying to forever remind himself how Gerard tasted. He moved his hand down to Gerard's thigh and pushed his skirt up to get at his groin. Gerard's breath hitched and he gripped Frank's wrist.

"F-Frankie, are we allowed to do this now?"

"Are we allowed? It's my fucking plane, my fucking money paying the pilot, no scratch that, our fucking money, our fucking plane, but you are my wife and right now I want to fuck you. Come on baby, time to join the mile high club. "

"Oh! Okay then..."

Gerard laughed as he pushed his hand against Frank's bulge and pulled down the zipper on his pants. Gerard looked over Frank's expression and saw pure lust. He wanted to make him feel good and Gerard knew that this moment would be another good memory he'll dream about another night. Frank shifted so that Gerard was now on top. He smirked as he watched Gerard slide to his knees and continue taking his cock out. Frank groaned as he watched this move.

"Oh baby please, I would love for you to go down on me right now."

Gerard gripped Frank’s shaft and worked his hand up and down teasingly, looking up at his husband with a little smirk on his face. Gerard giggled and flicked the tip of Frank's cock with his tongue.

"Yeah?"

"Oh fuck yeah."

Frank looked down at Gerard on his knees with his slender fingers wrapped around his shaft. He looked so good. Frank smiled and lifted his foot and pushed it under Gerard's skirt. It was a good idea to take his shoes off earlier. He curled his toes and pushed against his cock, lightly nudging it. Gerard dipped his head down and took Frank to the back of his throat. He had a lot of practice so he didn't gag or choke. He closed up around his husband and slid back up slowly. He went back down and continued to do that until Frank bucked up and groaned obnoxiously.

"Fuck Gee, you are so fucking good at this, I just, why the fuck would anyone let you go?"

It was a strange thing to say, but its what popped into Frank's mind at that moment. All those idiots who had this amazing creature in their hearts and their beds and they just wasted the opportunity to be with him. Well it was a plus for Frank, but still. All thought filtered out of his brain as he felt the telltale signs. He was so close now. He stopped Gerard from going any further.

"Fuck Gee, get up here and ride me."

Gerard purred as he got on his feet and hiked his skirt up and then pulled down his panties. When they hit the ground he kicked them aside and climbed in to Frank’s lap. He whispered seductively in to Franks ear.

"You read my mind baby, but I'm leaving the skirt on..."

"Mmmm, now you’re reading my mind baby."

Frank gripped Gerard's hips and was surprised that he was trying to sink down without any prepping.

"Hang on baby, don't you need anything first?"

“ M’good, I-I-I just need you now... I need you inside me right now!"

He practically growled, attempting to sit on Franks cock again.

"Okay baby, just take it easy, I don’t want to hu… oh fuck!"

Frank's voice was cut off by Gerard sinking down all the way in one smooth move. Frank threw his head back at the same time Gerard did and yelled out. He gripped Gerard's hips tightly and willed him to move because he had no fucking voice. Gerard ground his hips down and snapped them back up. Frank's jaw was slack and his breathing was ragged as Gerard did that over and over again. Frank was now just trying to catch his breath, this was nothing like it was in the limo. There was nothing to block Gerard's legs this time. He had full use of them and he was levering them to push high up and drop down groaning out each time. Frank knew he was not going to last much longer if he did not take control of the situation. The next time Gerard pushed up almost to the tip he reached down and gripped his shaft and squeezed really hard.

”Mmm, you like that baby? I…what are you doing?”

Gerard actually looked down to see why Frank’s hand was blocking him from moving on the shaft.

"Yeah baby, but ya gotta slow down or I ain't gonna last. Give me a moment."

Frank kept Gerard in place and he continued to squeeze at the base of his cock till he calmed down and he felt his orgasm receding. When he was satisfied he let go of his cock.

”Personal cock ring huh?”

"Okay it's safe again. Fucking hell you are amazing though. No one gets me that close that fast, not even Pete could do that."

Gerard smirked at that and placed his hands on Frank’s shoulders.

"Really now? That's interesting. I feel special then."

Frank reached up and touched Gerard's face. He realized that what he said could be taken wrong by his new wife. He pulled him close so that he could look into his eyes.

"No baby, I mean it. You do not compare to anyone that I have had in my life. This past week has been amazing with you. I got to do things that I have always wanted to do that I did not have the right person to do with before. I have never been so grateful to have someone in my life and I am not just talking about the sex, which is the best fucking bonus ever."

Frank had stilled Gerard on him when he was talking. He could feel his cock twitching inside him the whole time. He wanted to move so badly, but this was more important than any physical feeling. This went straight to the heart and he wanted Gerard to realize that he was being sincere.

"Do you believe me Gerard?"

"Y-yeah, of course... I mean, yeah. I believe you, Frankie. I feel the same way."

Gerard shifted in Frank's lap and shuddered. That was his prostate. Gerard moaned, digging his nails into Frank's shoulders.

“Oh God Frankie, right there!”

Frank smirked, right now Gerard would believe anything after he hit on his spot perfectly. He would save the rest of the conversation for later. Right now he took control and moved his hips so that his head was hitting his prostate dead on every time.

"Like that Gee, you like that? Want more baby? Beg me, beg me for more. Show me you deserve it."

That brought Gerard over the edge. He lowered his head on to Frank’s shoulder and continued to moan out. He pushed down against Frank’s thrusts. It hit him hard. He hadn't expected himself to cum so soon.

"Fuck, Frankie. Frank, oh God... feels so—uhnnnn! Oh god... holy fuckkkk."

He continued to move up and down Frank's lap until he was completely undone. Frank was surprised that Gerard came without being touched, but he did not have time to think about it. He grabbed Gerard by his hips and flipped them over till Gerard was against the seat again. He placed his arms on either side of Gerard and hooked his legs over his shoulders, basically began to do a pushup motion into him. The thrusts were lightning quick and just as fierce. He plunged into Gerard over and over again reveling in watching Gerard fall completely apart under his rough motions. Gerard stared at Frank's face. He was red and his mouth was slightly open. He was letting out these sexy grunting panting noises and Gerard could get hard from that all over again.

"Fuck Gee, feel so good I, fuck, yeha, oh , god, I'm gonna."

Frank growled as he leaned in and bit down on Gerard's calf hard as he came shaking violently all over. He let Gerard's legs fall off his shoulders and collapsed onto his wife’s chest. Gerard panted against his husband and rubbed his hand against his sweaty neck, massaging him there.

"My skirt is ruined."

He laughed, kissing Frank's cheek.

"Mmm sorry babe, I’ll buy you a fucking boutique to make up for it."

Frank mumbled into Gerard's shirt and why the fuck was he still wearing one? For no real reason Frank leaned up and ripped the blouse open. Gerard laughed and shrugged the blouse off.

"Wasn't my favorite anyway."

"Mmm, like your skin much better. Feels so soft, do you use anything?"

”I have this bath oil I like to soak in, keeps my skin nice and soft.”

”Mmmm, I like it, remind me to buy you more.”

Frank was laughing internally. Here he had a mind blowing orgasm, the same as Gerard he is sure, and they are lying there half naked talking like an old married couple. It just felt right though. Felt natural. He looked up at Gerard and reached up to caress his face again.

"We belong together you know that? It just feels so right. We are going to blow your fucking brother away with our relationship. He is going to turn so green that he is going to match the grass that we are going to bury him in, especially if he makes you cry like that again. No one and I mean no one is ever gonna hurt you again Gee."

Gerard smiled weakly and nodded his head apprehensively.

"Yeah, you and I…together.”

"Excuse me Sir, but we landed about 15 mins. ago, but I didn’t want to disturb you and Mrs. Iero."

The intercom crackled with the voice of the pilot and Frank laughed as Gerard turned bright red. The sheen from the sweat was still glistening on his body and Frank had the urge to lick it off. Gerard climbed off of Frank and looked down at his outfit. He definitely couldn't meet the kids dressed up like this... cum stained and broken, yeah, definitely not.

"Um...I think we both need a shower real quick."

Frank grabbed Gerard's hand as he stepped out of his pants. He led Gerard to the back of the plane where there was a working shower.

"Ladies first."

Gerard dropped his skirt down his waist and yanked his blouse off. He hopped in to the shower and Frank closely followed behind him. Frank turned on the water and relished in the squeal that Gerard gave when the cold water hit his body first. He slowly turned the hot water up till the temperature was perfect. He then let Gerard get his body wet along with his hair. He proceeded to grab the shampoo and lather it into his wife's hair. He scrubbed into his scalp and listened to the little murmurs and sighs that he let out. Frank knew he had magic fingers when it came to massage. He soaped up his own hair and then grabbed the body wash. He used the natural sponge and guided it over Gerard’s body scrubbing gently. He reached down and palmed at Gerard’s cock, which was semi hard from the scalp massage. He smirked into the back of Gerard's shoulder.

"Gee Gerard, hard again already? Want to go another round?"

Gerard hummed out his response which was most definitely a yes, but he also nodded to make sure Frank got what he meant. No way he would say no.

"Such a little cock whore aren’t you Gee, can’t get enough can you?"

Frank spun Gerard around and pushed him against the wall. He lifted his leg and pushed right in.

"Mm'uhn, fuck!"

Gerard cried out, letting his head fall back against the wall.

"You're... Fuck, Frank. Fuck yes. You're amazing."

Frank grabbed onto his other leg till he had Gerard pinned against the wall. He knew they were short on time so he did not hold anything back. He fucked Gerard hard and fast and had an iron grip on his cock the whole time.

"Ah Gee, you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. Love to feel you from the inside. Not gonna last this time though."

Frank pumped his hips hard and fast into Gerard using the momentum to keep him there. He stroked Gerard with the same rhythm. Gerard could feel his orgasm. It was building and he knew it was going to be intense. He could feel it all over his body and he knew Frank was on the same page.

"Ah, cum with me Gee."

Gerard nodded against Frank and whimpered.

He moaned, convulsing as he came.

"Oh fuck me Gee!"

Frank pushed one last time into Gerard and came with enough force that he did not even need his hands on Gerard, just pushing against the wall.

"Fucking hell Gee, that was so fucking good!"

Gerard panted and nodded quickly.

"Y-Yeah... fuck."

That was actually perfect. Frank hit his prostate literally the whole time during that round.

"Okay, now we really have to clean up and get going though, I told Ray we were going to be home an hour ago."

Frank let Gerard down slowly and pressed him back under the water. They rinsed off quickly and dried. Frank left the room to get dressed so he would not be tempted again. Not that he could not go again, but they really had to get going now. Once he was dressed he went back to get Gerard. He was wearing this beautiful blouse that was flowing, but snug at the same time and these black slacks that had to be women's cut.

"Wow Gee, you look fucking amazing! Ready to go meet the kids?"

Gerard fiddled with his fingers nervously. He really fucking hoped they liked him...

"Yeah, I can't wait."

"That's my girl."

Frank offered Gerard his arm and they walked off the plane. Lou was waiting at the end of the runway. He held the door open for Gerard and smiled.

"Welcome home Mrs. Iero"

***Gerard***

They were in the limo on their way to Gerard’s new home with Frank and his kids. Gerard was exhausted again. After sex twice in a row he only had closed his eyes for a split second and he was going out again. Frank was equally as tired, but the sensual back rub he was giving Gerard was kind of keeping him up. Sleep was good for Gerard. He was so nervous about meeting the kids that he actually craved his drugs that Frank made him throw out as soon as they were in the hotel room in Paris. Paris... Paris had been everything Gerard imagined. From the romantic jet ride there and the moment they shared in the bed and shower. Even with his almost-possible slip up Frank was still so perfect. He didn't yell, he didn't call him a junkie slut or a good for nothing coke whore. Frank wanted to console him and replaced the need for drugs with love. As cliché as it sounded it made Gerard want to better himself. He dreamt again while he was sound asleep in the limo, of his time with Frank in Paris. The dream was so vivid. It almost felt he had gone back in time to do it all over again.

In Paris all the cafés are perfect and even though Gerard did not speak French Frank still manages to make everyone he talks to swoon in any language. Even the waitress blushes when Frank orders their food in perfect French, accent included. What is the real turn on is that he is not even trying.

”Mlle, la dame aura aujourd'hui est spéciale etj'aurai le soufflé.”

(Miss, the lady will have today’s special and I will have the soufflé)

The waitress nods and holds the menus to her chest like a bashful teenager in school and scurries away. Gerard giggles, tapping Frank’s foot with his under the table.

"I think she likes you."

"Ah, well...she should know I'm taken."

He gently taps Gerard's foot back. Gerard examined Frank's face and smiled. Was his husband being shy?

"I really like this café."

Frank smiled at Gerard when he said that and Gerard swore it was brighter than the sun.

"It's my favorite. I used to um, come here with my ex-wife and all she did was sit on her phone and then complained that the cinnamon smell was too strong. We always had to leave before I got to order anything. I gave up on her and started coming alone or with Kat. Kat likes the croissants here, I should bring some home for her.”

Gerard dropped his gaze to the table and frowned. Frank was thinking about his ex-wife?

"So...you're really happy that's all over with, right?"

His voice was barely above a whisper and he was looking down at the table. Frank saw this and grabbing Gerard's hand, rubbed it lightly.

“Yes, of course, I could not be happier at this moment, being here at my favorite café with you.”

Gerard looked up and in to Frank's eyes and smiled.

"M-me too, I like being happy with you."

Frank grinned and Gerard could see him restraining himself from jumping out of his chair to attack Gerard in a billion kisses.

"And I like being happy with you, too."

Just as they were about to kiss the waitress comes back and coughs. Gerard slowly pulls out of Frank’s hold and the waitress serves their order.

”Merci beaucoup ma chère, vous avez un beau sourirebeaucoup comme mon épouse's.

(Thank you my dear, you have a beautiful smile much like my wife’s)

The waitress blushes again as she leaves. Gerard wonders what he said to her.

"It looks like she still likes you, even if she saw you almost kiss me. What did you say to her?”

”That she had a beautiful smile like my wife’s.”

Gerard blushed at hearing this and Frank laughed loudly and shrugged.

"Seems I have that effect on people, even you my love."

He winked and took a bite of his soufflé, looking in to Gerard's eyes the whole time.

***Frank***

Frank was not surprised that Gerard dozed off again in the limo. He was worried about the meeting and Frank knew it. Frank himself was drifting off as he rubbed Gerard’s back in slow circles. He was still worried that his new bride would turn back to drugs to deal with his anxiety. He does remember the last night in the hotel room. They had just had another round of fucking amazing sex and Gerard started to break down and cry…

Their clothes are strewed all over the floor, the bed's lightly hitting the wall it's pressed against and Gerard's moans are blending in with Frank's.

"Right there baby?"

Frank rasped as his lips pressed against Gerard's ear as he pounds inside of him doggy style. Gerard slumped forward and buried his face in the fluffy hotel pillows. He nodded and shrieked out as Frank slammed in to him abruptly.

"I asked you a question, baby, answer it. Let me hear that beautiful voice of yours."

Frank placed one of his hands on Gerard's lower back and felt the dip of the dimples there.

"Y-Yeah... yes, Frankie. Oh god yes! Feels so good—Ah!”

Gerard cried out, fucking himself against his husband's cock. Frank braced himself and squeezed Gerard's hip with his other hand and pounded away in a perfect pace. Deep, hard, but also with a fierce love. It was the last grind of Gerard's hips that did for them both. They both screamed out as they climaxed and Frank fell against Gerard's back, breathing down his neck and rubbing his face in his hair.

"... I don't... I don't want you to rely on drugs to make you happy. Rely on me. I wanna make you happy. Let me be your drug, because you're mine."

Frank panted trying to come up with the right words, still trying to catch his breath.

"I... I'm trying, Frankie. I really am. Please, help me. I need help."

Gerard started to cry, the tears falling freely. Frank believed this was his first time actually asking for help. He didn't mean to get so choked up about it, but the realization struck him in his heart, he was a fuck up.

"I-I wanna get b-better. I want it so fucking much."

Now he was really sobbing and started to shake. Frank rolled off of him and laid down next to him.

"Aw, shit, baby fuck, please don't cry. I'll help you. I'll help you... shhh."

He pulled Gerard against his chest and rocked him gently.

"D-don't cry, baby. We're gonna make you better. We'll clean you up. I promise you."

Gerard's sobbing turned into short pants and Frank kissed the top of his head until the short pants turned into deep breaths.

”Shhhh, easy baby, come on, let’s go wash up and go out for dinner.”

***Kat & Gerard***

”YOU CAN BOTH GO AND FUCK YOURSELF!”

”Kody!”

”No, no, I have fucking had it with this family! First mom pulls her shit and now, now you go off and get married to some guy, a fucking guy, and do not even fucking tell us! Now you come home from your honeymoon in fucking Paris and we are all supposed to be, 'Oh hi dad, we missed you and congratulations on you marrying a stranger.' I don’t fucking think so!”

Kody walked by a table and picked up the vase on it, he smashed it against the wall and stalked off. Frank ran after him. Ray sighed and shook his head. Kat smiled politely at the guy, her new step…whatever, and then Ray left the room. Kat just watched him go and quickly at that. She could hear her dad and brother arguing in the hallway and then the slam of the door. She looked up at the man standing in front of her. Gerard shifts on his feet and wrapped his arms around himself. He and Kat shared awkward glances.

"So....you guys were in Paris huh? Was it nice?"

Gerard coughed, tightening his grip around himself.

"Yeah, it was. It was fun."

"We went there last Spring. Dad had a few bands playing and he also dragged us to this banquet. The food was okay, but most of the kids were jerks."

"Oh. Well, I dealt with a jerk myself. Your father's very good at handling them."

"Yeah, he is. I can tell you that he does not like his family being messed with, he is very protective of us."

Kat realized that she just said us. Yeah, Gerard was one of them now, legal and binding. She sat down on the sofa and started to chew on her cuticles.

"So uh...how did you meet my dad? Like are you in the industry too?"

Gerard paused and adverted his eyes to the floor.

"Uhhh... We met, um, It's actually a very long story."

He shifted again and wiped his sweaty hands on his slacks.

"Oookay."

Kat's phone went off at the moment. She pulled it out and started texting. She kept looking up at Gerard in between posts. He was really pretty for a guy. Nothing like her mom. It was still weird knowing that her dad was bi, but now he had crossed the line completely. She wondered if that meant that she had to call him mom.

"So do I call you mom or something like that now?"

Gerard spluttered and blushed.

"Ah--you can call me... Gee."

"Gee, I like that. It suits you. So Gee, what do you do? Like do you have a job and stuff?"

Another text bings through and Kat looks down at her phone frowning this time. Why wouldn't this bitch leave her alone?

"No. No job. Well, I mean, I..."

"Ugh stupid fucking morons! No, not you, ah sorry, I just..."

Gerard watched as she speed texted. She reminded him of Frank.

"It's okay."

Kat was getting pissed now. it was just words on a screen and should mean nothing, but this was getting ridiculous. Her temper was heating up. Finally she had had it she slammed the phone closed and threw it across the room. It smashed into the wall and shattered.

"Why don't people fucking think before them open their fucking mouths!? I mean seriously, who says shit like that. ugh, I don’t know why they are even my friends!?"

Kat gets up and goes over to the cabinet near the main window in the living room. She pulls out a box and comes back to the couch with it. She opens it and looks at all the phones in it. She picks out a purple metallic one and after a series of numbers typed in she puts it down on couch and returns the box to cabinet.

"I really liked that phone too...oh well."

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking..."

Gerard kind of stepped back a little and looked at the shattered phone on the floor across the room. He was shocked that she would actually break her cell phone like that, like it was it nothing. And what was the deal with that box? Was it specifically for that reason?

"Ugh, this girl at school wants me to come to a party where I know that there is going to be another girl that I do not get along with and the last time she messed with me, I kicked her ass. I don’t want to start another fight with her so I said I won’t go and she is acting like it is social suicide. I mean I know I am popular and all, but I can still say no right?"

Gerard forgot what it was like to live with a teenage girl. This brought back a lot of memories.

"Yeah, you can always say no. You said you're popular right? So, if you don't show your friends won't either."

Kat sort of deflated now. This was not true and she knew it. Her so called friends did what they wanted to. She knew they were mostly her friends because of her dad.

"Um, no not really. They are going to do what they want and I will hear about it on Monday. Ugh, I really hate my dad sometimes you know?"

Gerard was taken aback by that.

"Why? Your dad's a wonderful man. I mean, I don't know how he's like as a father..."

He trailed off when he realized he really didn’t know.

"I...I don’t mean he's a, I mean he is, oh just fucking forget it, you wouldn't understand anyway and why the fuck do you even care?! You'll end up forgetting about us just like he does. We don’t count for shit!"

Gerard plopped down next to the teenage girl and looked over her face. She even looked like Frank, but with much more feminine features.

"That's not true. You're more important to your dad than I am. I wouldn't have it any other way, you do count."

"Yeah, right, dad only pays attention to us when we fuck up. He never notices when we do anything good. He isn’t even here for meals, I mean fuck we go to boarding school for fuck sake! He just wanted us gone like mom. She has not even visited us once since he divorce and..."

Kat could not stop it, she tried so hard, but the tears began falling and they streaked her makeup, which she knew was too much , but she didn’t give a fuck if no one else did. Gerard sighed and shook his head.

"That I can't really get in to. But I'll talk to him and I promise I won't mention this conversation to him."

Kat sniffed and wiped her nose with her sleeve. Fuck her $200 shirt, and now it had snot on it. She looked up at the man in front of her. She reached up and touched his hair. It was soft and she wondered how often he brushed it.

"Thanks, you don’t have to though. I don’t want you guys to fight over us."

Gerard smiled and pulled her in to a hug.

"We won't fight."

He pulled back and pushed her dark hair out of her eyes.

"And I want to."

Kat pushed herself back against the dark haired man. He was warm and his arms felt good around her. It had been a long time since she was held like that. She buried her face into his chest and before she realized she was heaving sobs and crying all the tears she had held in for the past six months.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't, don't cry, please don't cry."

Gerard soothed her by rubbing her back.

"Sorry, I usually don’t, I just, you're so nice and you don’t have to be."

Gerard continued to hold her. He rested his head on top of hers and sighed.

"Why the fuck is your brother so goddamn stubborn Kat?! I mean seriously, he reminds me of your fucking mother...is everything alright here?"

Gerard slowly lifted his head and flashed Frank a sheepish smile.

"Yeah. We're good."

"Okay, just yeah, man I am fucking starving. Hey yo Toro, where's dinner?"

Frank left the room and Kat just shook her head a laughed. She looked up at Gerard and smiled shyly. She lifted up and kissed his cheek. Then she got up and ran out of the room towards her brother's and her's. She stopped just before she lost sight of him.

"Thanks Gee, I think I am going to like having you as a mom."

Then she was gone.

Gerard smiled to himself and leaned back into the couch. He felt a lot more comfortable now.

***Time Stamp: Three Weeks Later***

Life in the Iero house has returned to somewhat normal. After the first initial meeting the kids settled down and accepted Gerard as part of the family now, well almost. While Kat has warmed up to Gerard, Kody is still distant. On weekends he comes home from school and goes right into his room. Kat stays out and talks to Gerard though. She even stopped going to parties and would rather stay home and hang out with Gerard and Spencer. Kat thought that Spencer was amazing and quickly picked up on the fact that Gerard and Spencer were together at one point. They did not talk about the House to her, so she just assumes that they dated at one time. She was not surprised that her dad was alright with Spencer hanging out when he was not home. He had a trust in Gerard that no one had seen in a long time. The only bad thing about this whole time is how sick Gerard gets from going through withdrawal symptoms. Spencer tries to be there for him and Frank as well, but there are times when the house is empty and Gerard feels the shakes and cold sweat coming on and hides in the bedroom huddling on the bed and rocking back and forth till it passes. Even if he wanted to take something, he has no access to it. It is a blessing and a curse at the same time. Frank can tell when Gerard had his episodes because the bedding is always different because he soaks the sheets with sweat and they have to be washed again. So life goes on as normal till one day when Gerard is doing his daily housework he gets a phone call.

***Gerard***

*ring ring ring*

"Hello, Iero residence. Gerard Iero speaking."

Gerard answers the phone wiping his hands on the rag he's holding.

"Ah yes, is Mr. Iero there, this is the Academy calling."

"Oh, no I'm sorry, he's at work. I'm here though, is everything okay?"

"Well we have a bit of a situation with his son...again. What is your relationship to him, if I may ask?"

"With Kody? Well, I recently married his father, so he's my stepson."

Gerard started for the kitchen and wiped down the island.

"Is he okay? Is everything alright?"

"Oh, we were not aware that he remarried. Well no, he is in quite a lot of trouble...again. We needed Mr. Iero to come down and speak with the school counselor."

"I can head down there now if you need me too."

Gerard dropped the rag in its rack and cleaning up so he could go get ready.

"Well, I suppose that would be alright, but you will need ID and proof of who you are in the family. Just a formality, I am sure you understand."

The voice is very condescending and nasally and the person on the other end is trying to make Gerard feel like less of a person. Gerard unfortunately is used to being treated like this.

"Okay. Umm well, I can provide that and I can show my marriage license if it is really necessary, although I am not sure my husband would like this.”

Two could play at this game and Gerard learned a few tricks from listening to Frank and finding out how important he really was in society.

“Oh, uh no, we would not want to burden Mister Iero, your ID should be acceptable. Master Iero will be waiting for you in the counselor’s office when you arrive. Just tell the guard your name and he will direct the car where to go."

"Okay. Thank you very much. Bye."

Gerard ended the call and set the phone down on the vanity table. He headed upstairs to change. Gerard started for the walk-in closet and settled for a long sleeved with horizontal striped shirt and black jeans. Once he was dressed he rushed down stairs and hurried out the front door. Conveniently Louie was leaning against the limo, talking on his cell. Gerard sauntered up to him and pointed to the limo.

"We need to go to the kids' school. Something happened with Kody."

"Ah, shit not again. Hop in."

Louie opened the door for Gerard. Gerard jumped in and Louie closed the door behind him and got into the driver’s seat and started the limo. They took off and arrived in front of the school gates in 30 minutes. The security directs them just as the person on the phone told him and when Louie pulls up in front of the building he hops out and rushes to get Gerard's door open.

"Thanks Louie."

Gerard smiled as the older man helped him out by taking his hand.

"Yeah, no problem and good luck."

Gerard smiled at him again before he hurried into the school. He had no problem finding the sign in because they literally had that whole front section dedicated to it. He approached the receptionist and coughed.

"Do I sign in here?"

The blond lady looked up at him with disdain and then pointed on top of the page where it said: "SIGN IN" in all caps. Gerard frowned at her and snatched the pen from where it was on the desk and scribbled his name down on the empty row.

"And I'll need to see some ID."

The woman’s tone was bored, as if Gerard was wasting her time and it was her fucking job to make him feel like shit. Gerard pulled the little card from his back pocket and flashed it in front of her. She looked up absently and then took a double take. She gawked as she snatched it away from him and scrutinized it. She gasped when she looked over the surname on Gerard's ID.

"Oh my god you're married to Frank Iero? I thought he was straight?!"

Gerard smirked and leaned in seductively. He plucked his ID out of the shocked woman’s hand and smiled his brightest.

”Obviously not honey, now where do I go? I do have a stepson to help out.”

"Straight down the hall then make a left. You'll see a sign that says ‘Counselor’s Office’."

As she spoke she looked Gerard up and down. She sneered and rolled her eyes. She was pissed that a guy was prettier than her and had Frank as a husband. Obviously Frank was an interest of hers. He thanked her flippantly as he pushed himself off the desk and literally ran out of the room and into the direction of the office. Gerard arrives outside the counselor's office and sees Kody sitting outside just looking miserable. He has a busted lip and several bruises. His uniform is ripped at the knees and one of his shoes is missing. Kody looks up at him and scowls.

"The fuck are you doing here?"

Gerard plopped down next to Kody and looked over his face.

"I'm here to get to the bottom of this. What happened? Who did this to you?"

He went to touch the boy’s face, but he cringed back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You have to talk to me. I'm the only one here who'll actually care, Kody."

"Why do you care? It's none of your fucking business anyway. Where's dad? Why didn't he come?"

Kody is trying to put on a tough appearance, but he is on the verge of tears. Gerard clenched his jaw and took a deep breath.

"Your father’s at work and I care a whole lot. I'm here aren't I?”

"What a fucking surprise, his fucking music has always been more important. Well go on, talk to the counselor. See if I give a shit. I'm probably getting expelled anyway."

Kody goes back to looking down. He pulls his legs up on the chair and hugs his knees to his chest and starts to sing softly to himself.

"Kody we'll talk when I'm done talking to this guy."

Gerard patted Kody on the head and headed into the office.

***Gerard and Kent***

"Yes, can I help you?"

The secretary at the desk gives Gerard's appearance a once over and sniffs the air like something does not smell right.

"Umm yeah, hi. I'm here about Kody, ‘Kody Anthony Iero’.”

"Ah, yes, quite the troublemaker he is. In here too much if you ask me. Have a seat and I will let Mr. Apex know you are here."

She puts her pen down and picks up the phone and dials into the inner office. She announces Gerard’s presence and then hangs up. In a moment a tall man with feathered light brown hair come out. He is wearing a three piece white suit with a light green shirt and the worst tie Gerard has ever seen before. It seriously looks like someone threw up a salad on it.

"Ah Mr, Iero or do you prefer Mrs? Kent Apex, school counselor."

He hold out his hand to shake. Gerard took the man’s hand and used it to hoist himself up out of the chair he was sitting in instead of shaking it. It was an old habit of his and a decent ice breaker.

”Mrs. Iero is fine, or just call me Gerard. Nice to meet you Mr. Apex.”

Kent was expecting a hand shake and was a bit surprised when he was used to pull the slender man out of the seat. He took a look at him and realized that he was quite feminine. He smiled widely, this could be interesting.

”Well Gerard, please call me Kent. Shall we go into my office? More privacy there I think."

Kent bowed politely and let Gerard walk first. He could not help, but notice the little swing in his hips that seem to come naturally. Gerard was saying something to him, but he was a little distracted. He looked up and saw that Gerard had stopped before the door. Kent slid past him in the tight hallway and brushed by his chest, it was warm.

”Sorry about the tight squeeze here. *lighthearted chuckle*”

Gerard looked down at the tie and gagged a little bit.

"Did your wife get that for you?"

He poked the ugly piece of material.

"What, uh yeah...my ex-wife. I usually do not wear it, but the Prada tie had an espresso stain on it and I had forgotten that I had this in the bottom of my desk drawer."

Kent let out one of those obnoxious laughs that people do when they are forcing themselves to laugh. Gerard chuckled and shot one last glance at the tie before entering the office. This guy was so fake.

"So, what actually happened with Kody? I mean, I can't get a word out of him. He's choked up and bleeding. Who did that to him?"

”Well you know boys will be boys sometimes, and it seems to be a simple difference of opinion that was taken a little too far."

Kent motions for Gerard to sit in the chair, but instead of sitting in his own chair he leans casually on the side of his desk. He looks at Gerard with deep a penetrating stare.

"Perhaps he is a little disgruntled over what has happened at home recently?"

Gerard had the most mesmerizing eye color. It kept changing each time he blinked. Gerard looked up at Kent with a puzzled expression and leaned back in his seat.

"And what happened at home?"

The older man had this weird look in his eyes. He made Gerard feel a little uneasy.

"How long have you and uh...Mister Iero been together now?"

Kent leaned in a little and took up some of Gerard's personal space. Gerard crossed his legs and shifted in his seat uncomfortably. He felt like he was being judged.

"We, we got back from our honeymoon three weeks ago, and what does that have to do with what happened to Kody?"

”Well it could be part of what caused the fight. You know children can be cruel, especially boys and finding out that his father was remarried and to another man, well I am sure you can see how that could go wrong, huh Gerard?"

Kent now perched on the desk and leaned in a little more to get his point across. Gerard blinked, dumbfounded, and rose a brow up at the man.

"So why would Kody be in trouble if the other boys are taunting him because I'm married to his father?"

This Kent guy was seriously creepy. He had this animalistic look in his eyes and Gerard felt cornered every time he leaned in.

"Ah well you see Gerard, at the Academy we maintain a bit of a standard and well I am sure you can imagine that Master Iero having two fathers is a bit of a shock to the other students. Naturally they may have had a little something to say about it, but you know I am not like those who would think it is wrong and would be interested in understanding the...attraction to the situation."

Kent's voice was oily and smooth as the words slide out of his mouth. Still, Gerard had a hard time understanding what he meant by that.

"Huh? under…standing the attraction to the situation? Well, we're not a circus act! We're are a normal married couple and I think those boys who beat up Kody need to be punished! I don't appreciate being mocked by a bunch of kids who I've never met or seen in my entire life!"

Gerard smirked and reached for his cellphone in his back pocket.

"I think I should call my husband. This is unbelievable!"

Kent reached out and closed his hand over Gerard's as he tried to use the phone.

"Now now Gerard, there is no need to drag that hard working man into the situation when you and I can handle it brilliantly all our own. We will talk to the boy and come up with a solution, perhaps we can even talk about it while the boy is in school. I am sure that I would be free for a luncheon meeting this week coming up."

Kent turned his hand over and caressed the top of it with light pressure using his thumb. He smiled brightly at Gerard. His teeth were blinding white. Had to be cosmetic, and wait, what? Did the school counselor just hit on him? No, he was imagining things right?

Gerard dropping his phone in his lap in surprise at the thought.

"Uhhh, okay? I'll see if Frank will be able to join us. He really should know about all of this. He is Kody's father after all."

When Gerard dropped the phone, Kent took the opportunity to grasp his entire hand.

"Now Gerard, if he is the boy's father, then that makes you *insert chuckle here* the boy's mother and everyone knows that the mother has the child's best interest at heart. I am sure that we could handle this situation on our own."

This time his thumb grazed over Gerard's engagement ring and turned it so that only the band was showing.

"Are you flirting with me Mr. Apex?"

Gerard‘s tone was low and icy. He had to call him out. He was being so creepy.

"Excuse me Mr. Apex, but..."

The secretary opened the door with a slight knock and Kent dropped Gerard's hand immediately. He wiped his hands on his slacks and cleared his throat. He quickly pulled away from Gerard and moved behind his desk. He straightens his salad puke colored tie and sits down.

"Ah good, I was just about to page you. Maxinene, be a dear and get Master Iero for me."

"As you wish Mr. A."

The secretary gave Gerard a dirty look before she left the room.

"She can be a bit of a handful at times, but she is nice to look at and her work is not bad either."

Kent chuckles at his bad joke. At that moment the door opens and Kody comes in. He flops onto the sofa behind Gerard. Gerard wiped his sweaty palms on his thighs and stands up. He felt a lot safer with a desk sitting in between him and Kent. Gerard turned his attention to his stepson and frowned at his appearance. He sits down on the sofa near him.

"Kody you have a bit of-"

Gerard tapped his thumb against his tongue and then smudged it against the teenage boys chin. Gerard could see Kent from his peripherals. He was smirking. Gerard went to wipe the blood off Kody's chin, but the boy shoved his hand away.

"Fuck! I said I was fine!"

"Another demerit for obscene language Master Iero."

"Yeah, whatever the fuck Kent doll."

Gerard had to stifle a giggle when he heard the insult. It fit perfectly.

"Master Iero, we respect our superiors here at the Academy!"

"I'll respect you when you respect me!"

"I do not respect those that frown on authority."

"Yeah well frown on this!"

Kody sticks both his middle fingers up and then goes quiet again. Kent acts like he is in shock, but Gerard can tell he is trying to make the kid look worse in front of him.

"Kody try not to get yourself in to more trouble. You're innocent, okay? Those boys started it."

Kent smirked again, he was determined to show Gerard what a waste his new son was and how much trouble he caused. This was the excuse to ask for the meeting and he could get to know the effeminate man better, much better. He was getting tired of Maxinene and her whining about him leaving his wife. He needed a new challenge and this fascinating creature could be exactly what he needs to spice up his life.

"Well now you can see it is this kind of attitude that got him into his trouble in the first place Mrs. Iero. I think this meeting is in order to discuss further what can be done to improve it."

"No."

Gerard stuck his finger out to the counselor accusingly.

"Did you even ask him why he got in that fight in the first place?"

Gerard turned his attention back to Kody.

"Tell me what happened, Kody."

Kody looked at Kent and then at Gerard. He mumbled under his breath barely loud enough to hear.

"They called my dad a faggot."

Gerard frowned and glared at Kent.

"Did you know about that!?"

Gerard was pissed now! Instead of suspending those little bastards who started it they had poor Kody in here for defending himself.

"Did you even ask him why he had to defend himself!?"

"I am sure that they were just joking around, you know how boys are? I think Master Iero here just took it as more of an insult than he should have. We cannot condone fighting for any reason here at the Academy, I am sure you understand this Mrs. Iero?"

"Yeah, well where are they? Oh, you let them go back to lunch and then hauled my fucking ass down here."

Kody jumps up and tips over the chair Gerard was sitting in. It falls against the desk and knocks a plant over and the pot smashes to the floor.

"Oh so I cannot defend myself when five guys jump me as they jeer and make fun of my family!? Oh pardon the fuck out of me then, I'll just let them slander my dad and my sister and my new mom! You know what fuck you, and your pretentious rules about what is right and wrong. I did the right thing."

Gerard stood up abruptly and pulled Kody aside.

"Listen, sweetheart relax okay? You really need to calm down."

"No, I will not fucking relax! Two years I have put up with this shit! I don't fucking care anymore, I'm out!"

Kody ripped open the door and left the main office slamming the outer door behind him. Maxinene comes running in.

"Kent, I mean Mr. Apex, shall I call security?"

Kent looked at Gerard and realized that he was about to bolt after the boy. He moved quickly and grabbed his wrist.

"Please Mrs. Iero, let security handle Master Iero. They will hold him and keep him calm while we hash out a plan to get him to matriculate properly into Academy standard, no matter how long it will take."

Kent gives Maxinene a nod and she rushed out to hit the security button. Kent keeps a firm grip on Gerard so he cannot leave.

"Let go of me right now!"

Gerard yanked his wrist free from Kent's death grip.

"My husband will hear about this!"

Gerard hissed this, rushing out of the office after Kody. Gerard ran out after the boy and grabbed his arm once he caught up.

"Kody!"

"What, what the fuck do you want?"

"You're making it worse. You're innocent, but now they have a reason to actually get you in trouble. You're a good kid and I know for a fact they don't think that, but prove them wrong."

Gerard touched Kody's shoulder lightly.

"You need to be smart about this. I know you're fed up with everyone treating you like this, but, just always prove them wrong."

"I'm just so fucking sick of it all. They act like it is all fine, but it's not, it never has been. I didn't kiss ass like Kat did when we got here so they fucking beat me up instead. Every fucking day, I took it and today, I was not going to take it anymore."

Kody looked up at Gerard with tears in his eyes.

"You know the worst part about it? My dad doesn't even know. Each time I got beat up they claimed I started it and my dad had to throw money at them to keep me from being expelled. You know what? I am glad you came this time. Instead of opening his checkbook, I got to open my mouth for once and someone heard me."

Kody pulled away from Gerard and walked up a few steps ahead. He turned back to him and smirked with his split lip he looked slightly deranged.

"Hey Gee, wanna get fucked up with me?"

Kody walked off without waiting for Gerard's answer heading for the exit and the limo waiting outside. Gerard stood there, dumbfounded and tried to process everything. He scratched his head and rushed to the limo and hopped inside. Getting fucked up actually sounded like a good idea.

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***Gerard and the Kids***

"Fuuucckk Geeee, I am soooo glad you marrried my dad. I have not had anyone to get fucked up with in foreeeeverrrrr."

Kody had taken Gerard into a hidden area of his room that opened up into a walk in style closet. He pulled the bars out long ago and set up a vent and several bean bag chairs. The room was painted a mellow green and just helped to enhance the high. Kody had some good shit too.

"Me too, Kody. Your dad's a great guy..."

He took a hit from the joint and coughed.

"Shit. This is really good stuff."

"I have a good dealer, he gets this shit from the city. Pure too, no bullshit lacing. He knows I would kick his ass if he sold me any funny shit."

Kody took the joint back from Gerard and finished it. He let the roach burn out and then pushed the rest out into the ashtray

"So can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, shoot.”

."

"Wait, I need..."

Kody reached into the cigar box and pulled out another joint. He pulled out his zippo and sucked on the end as he brought it to the flame. He held his breath for a long time and by the time he exhaled there was almost no smoke.

"So like how did you know you were gay man? Like did you always know or did you like, you know, with chicks first."

Kody knew he could never ask this if he was not so fucking high right now.

"I, uh I always knew? I never really, uh, questioned myself."

Gerard wondered why Kody would ask such a question.

"Why do you ask?"

"Cause like I think I am, but I don't know for sure ya know?"

Gerard gawked at the teenage boy and then blinked to knock himself out of his awkward stare.

"So you think you're gay?"

Kody rubbed the back of his neck turning red a little.

"Well like a month ago, I think right before Dad met you, we had a talk and Kat had sort of outed me, but not really.

”Look dad, I don’t know what I am right now. It’s cliché, but I have all these feelings and ideas trapped in me and I look at everyone with potential and just because I am not interested in fucking the school skank, the guys assumed that I am gay, when I don’t know what I am yet.”

Frank sat on the arm of the couch.

”Look Kodes, I know what you mean. Honestly, even though I was married to your mom for all those years, I had my share of boyfriends too.”

”Wait dad…your Bi?”

”We use to call it not being picky, but yeah I am.”

”Wow, I never knew that. Did mom know?”

”Well, not that you would ever want to know this, but when I was dating your mother in high school, I also had sort of a friend with benefits.”

”I really did not need to know that.”

”Yeah, well he did say that first Kodes.”

”Yeah you did, thanks dad for being honest.”

Right after Kody rattled off his explanation to Gerard he quickly took a huge hit off the joint and coughed like crazy. His eyes turned red and he smiled at Gerard through the obvious pain he was in.

"Some shit huh Gee?"

"Kody, if you're gay I don't think you should be worried about it. You have a wonderful father who will love you no matter what, and if you’re not that is okay too. I mean, are you worried about what the other kids at school would think about you?"

"I get enough shit in school about being the uncool kid of a cool dad. Plus who the fuck would I even date? Did you have a boyfriend before you got with Dad?"

Gerard chuckled nervously.

"Oh, uh, yeah, but you really shouldn't have to worry about dating. You'll have plenty of time for that when you're older."

Kody hopped up on his knees and the chair made a weird fart like noise. He giggles at it and then looked at Gerard with wide eyes.

"Come one Gee, I shared stuff about me, tell me something about you?"

Kody pulled out another joint and wiggled it at Gerard as piece offering. Gerard giggled and took the joint.

"Okay, well I was actually pretty scared to meet you. My first husband he had a teenage son and…you know what never mind. I've said too much already."

"First husband? Oohhh no no no, now you have to spill, I want all the sordid details! How old were you?"

Kody offered his zippo to Gerard to light the joint and take the first hit.

’Fuck’ Gerard thought, ‘why did I open my big fucking mouth?’ Gerard took a hit and sighed.

"I was eighteen."

He lied. He didn't want to say sixteen. That would probably freak him out.

"Wow, you really were a baby weren't you? So did you like marry your high school sweetheart or something?“

Kody reached out for the joint.

Gerard coughed in to his fist. He was really bringing back some painful memories. But he knew it wasn't Kody's fault. The boy didn't know.

"Like dad's age or wait we're not talking like grandpa right? Oh eeewwww, why man why?"

"Kodes? Kodes? Oh fuck Kodes man, I just heard what happened and...Gee?"

The closet door was thrown open and Kat walked in. She looked at Gerard puzzled and then back at her brother.

"Kodes, what the fuck, why is Gee here?"

"Well you were being a good girl in school and I needed to get fucked up and Gee here is fucking hilarious when he is high, you should hear his fucking giggle, I almost pissed my pants, it is more girly than yours Kats!"

Kody erupted into his own pot laced giggle. Kat looked at Gerard again, but shrugged and sat down on another bean bag.

"So you gonna hog it all or you gonna pass that shit Gee?"

Gerard laughed at how easy going Kat was about all of this and passed the joint to her with a grin on his face.

"Here ya go."

"Oh fuck, Kats, did you remember to lock the door again?"

"Yeah, I set the alarm too just in case."

Kat took a bigger hit than her brother did and was able to keep up her end of the conversation while she held the smoke in. She turned to Gerard.

"Dad always comes home the same time every different day. It's Thursday so he will be home at 7:43. I set the alarm for seven so we have time to clear shit up."

She blew out at that moment and Kody clapped and giggled.

"Fucking show off."

Gerard stood up and stretched.

"You just reminded me. I forgot to vacuum the bedroom."

"Awww Gee, but Kats just got here, don’t go yet. You still owe us the rest of the story."

"Wait what story?"

"Gee here was married to some old codger before dad who made him do deviant sex acts with his dog."

Gerard spluttered and double take.

"What? I never said he made me had sex with a dog!"

Both Kat and Kody started to laugh clutching their stomachs. Kody rolled off the bean bag chair and fell on his face. He still kept laughing. Kat was losing her balance too.

"Fuck you’re going to fuck up my high Kodes!"

Gerard giggled nervously and scratched the side of his head. He just realized it was a joke. He was just punked by his stepson!

"Oh My God, the look on your face Gee, fuck my sides are killing me! Come on, sit down Gee and finish telling the story please?”

"I don't think I should. I mean, it's a long story and I have a lot of cleaning to get done before your father gets here."

Kody looked at his watch.

"Dad is not going to be home for another two hours, so you got plenty of time to clean, We want to hear this."

"Yeah, we will even help you. Come on Gee, no one ever tells us anything. We won't judge you right Kodes?"

"Right."

Gerard was stuck now. He plopped back down on the beanbag and took a deep breath.

"I lied to you, Kody. I was actually sixteen when I married my first husband."

"So you were with him for like ten years?"

Now Kody was turned towards him. Both kids were looking at him with intent and concern.

"Uhhh, not necessarily?"

Gerard was getting nervous again.

"But you’re like twenty six right? So that would mean that you were sixteen your first husband till."

"Hey uh Kats, I don’t think Gee has been married only once before."

"What?"

Kat looked at Gerard with eyes brimming with curiosity. She hopped off her bean bag and crowded Gerard backwards till he fell back into his. She propped herself on his knee and pushed in with her elbow into his thigh.

"Gee, how many times have you been married?"

"Kat I really don't think I should tell you that. It's extremely personal."

Now Gerard was seriously regretting getting high.

"Two, three?"

Kat was really pushing into his personal space now.

"Come on Gee, you can tell us, does dad know?"

"S-Six... including your father. I really didn't want you guys to know that. I don't want you to think differently of me."

Kody came and kneeled next to Gerard on the other bean bag chair.

"Wow Gee, does Dad know? I mean I know our dad and when he wants something he just goes for it so he probably would not care."

Kat placed a hand softly on Gerard's shoulder.

"Gee, we would never think differently about you. You showed both of us that you really give a shit and want you to really be like a mom to us. I know Kody was a jerk in the beginning."

"Hey!"

"What it's fucking true! Anyway at least you do not look at us as foul mouthed spawn of our father. That is what mom called us right before she walked out of our life."

Gerard was shocked by how kind the kids were being to him.

"Your dad, he knows and you're not foul mouthed spawn."

"Yeah we are Gee and we fucking know it!"

Kat and Kody looked at each other and smiled.

"All right Kat, enough story time for now. My high is pretty much done and we promised that we would help Gee clean in exchange for telling us his story."

Kat folded her arms and started to whine.

"But I want to hear more."

"Another time okay Kats, come on. You air the room out and I will help Gee in the bedroom. Maybe we can get dad to let us get pizza tonight."

"No man Chinese, I need Chinese after I smoke your shit. I swear you get it from Chinatown or something."

Kody laughed at this and offered a hand to Gerard with a smile that contained no judgment.

"Come on Gee, let’s get started"

Gerard smiled up at the teenager and took his hand.

"Thanks, Kody."

As they left the room and headed towards Frank's bedroom Gerard heard the phone ring.

***Kent’s Phone Call***

"Hold on one sec, guys."

Gerard charged for the phone where he left it on the vanity table.

"The Iero residence. Gerard Iero speaking..."

"Ah, just the person I wish to speak to, how are you Mr. Iero, sorry Mrs. Iero.*lighthearted chuckle*”

"Ah, eh I'm good? And who am I speaking to?"

"Oh so sorry, where are my manners? This is Kent Apex, the School Counselor, we met earlier when there was that unfortunate misunderstanding between your stepson and a few other students. Anyway the reason for my call is that I just wanted to apologize for this afternoon’s disaster. I believe we got off on the wrong foot and I wanted to say that I was very serious about that one on one meeting about Master Iero and the best way to help him matriculate into the Academy with his peers. I am free tomorrow after the hour of ten, would you be willing to meet me in town? Perhaps a quiet restaurant where we can talk privately with minimal interruption?"

Gerard glanced over at Kat and Kody as they searched for a spot to plug the vacuum in. They kept snatching the cord out of one another's hand and Gerard had to fight back a giggle, but he failed.

"Oh! Um, no its okay. I mean, it's cool and tomorrow's perfect. Do you wanna get my number so you could text me the address of the restaurant?"

Gerard heard a low chuckle over the phone and swore that he could sense a smirk in the man’s voice over the receiver.

"Oh, I would love your number, but ah, I have the address of the house in the school files. Why do I not save you the trouble and just pop by and pick you up? This way you do not have to bother your limo driver. I promise I will be done with you, well we will be finished in time for you to complete your other plans for the day."

Gerard nibbled on his bottom lip and hummed

"Hmm well, okay. I'll be ready before you get here."

He didn't notice Kent's slip up so therefore he couldn't question it.

"Fabulous, well then, I shall let you go, I am sure you have to get ready for bed soon, shower and all that or maybe even a bath? Seems more your speed. *another light hearted chuckle* But I digress, your number whenever you are ready?"

Gerard took a deep breath. This guy was all sorts of fucking creepy, but Gerard knew that this was for Kody, he's not giving him his number for any other reason. Gerard blurted out his number and then let out another deep breath.

"Did you get that?"

"Absolutely Kitten. Well, I shall see you on the morrow then, have a lovely night Gerard and make sure you wear something nice for out little date, I mean meeting. *light hearted chuckle that I am sure is getting annoying now* Bye bye."

Gerard let out a disgusted scoff and ended that call with a sour 'goodbye'. He looked down at the receiver and muttered aloud.

“What the fuck did I get myself into?”

Notes

HOLY FUCKING SHIT PEOPLE! YOU BETTER BE FUCKING GRATEFUL! 19,000+ WORDS! @~@

Okay, I'm breathing again. So yeah, ***Digdeepenough*** and I out did ourselves...again, and beat our record of 13,000+ words in a single chapter to this, 19,000+ words! Needless to say that we are officially insane and we even crashed poor ***Trixgrl's*** software with it! I felt so guilty man, you have no idea. @~@

That being said onto the chapter. ^-^

Flashback City would be a good name for this chapter. Both men had their share of flashbacks from their stay in Paris. Gerard was nervous to meet the kids and it turned out to be the right emotion huh? His meeting with the kids went...interesting. Frank coming to Gerard's rescue was pretty hot you must admit and for Gerard to shine and show that he can stand up for himself too. ^-^

We introduced something new too. Starting this chapter and for most of the fic we will be jumping large gaps of time. When this happens there will be a Time Stamp warning as well as a paragraph in Bold to explain background of the time past. This way we can get closer to the goal of the fic, which we hope you guys will figure out eventually. ^0^

All right, enough yapping, please enjoy our monster gift to you and let us know what you think. ^-^