Frerard one shots

"Okay, your in room number 235." Linda said, handing her son his room key.
"Thanks Ma'" Frank said, taking the card and slipping it in his back pocket. He hitched his bag farther up on his shoulder, following as she walked towards the elivators. It was a spur of the moment decision of Linda's to take a trip to California, but Frank was totally okay with it. I mean, what 17 year old wouldn't love a week off school and getting to party in California? Well, he probably wouldn't do any actual partying, but it was still a nice change.
"I'm going to the beach, you gonna go out tonight?" Linda asked, turning to look at Frank with a teasing expression. She knew her son wasn't much of a people person, but she hoped he'd at least try to have fun on this trip. A light blush erupted on Franks cheeks and he rolled his eyes.
"Not sure." He mumbled, making Linda chuckle lightly.
Gerard sighed, resting his head against the back of his seat. Mikey was off doing who knows what and his parents were out to dinner. They'd been in Cali for a few days now, and all he'd done was mope around in different coffee joints. It had been days since he had a smoke, causing his not so great mood to be even worse. The bell on the door dinged and he glanced towards the door, his eyes widening when he saw who walked inside. No, he didn't know the guy. But hell did he want to. The guy was short with short brown hair, pale tattooed skin, and brown/hazel eyes. He was wearing tight skinny jeans and a blink 182 t-shirt, which Gerard found extremely attractive. Well, he found this guy entirely attractive, and when said guy caught him starring his cheeks heated up considerably. He tore his gaze away, taking a quick drink of his coffee to distract himself. Frank walked up to the cashier, ordering a plain coffee, ignoring the girl batting her eyelashes and giggling. He honestly thought it was funny, a girl actually flirts with him and he plays for the other team. This though made him think of the guy he'd caught staring at him when he walked in, a light blush tinting his cheeks. It was rare anybody stared at Frank, seeing as he was seen as the 'crazy emo kid' back home. Normally, he would have ignored it, his shyness taking over. But for some reason he didn't, this time he walked over to the guy, sitting in the seat across from him. The guys head shot up, his hazel eyes widening when he saw Frank sitting in front of him.

"Do you always stare at guys in coffee shops?" Frank asked, a teasing smile on his face. Gerard blushed, tucking some of his long black hair behind his ears.
"Usually, no." Gerard replied honestly, his lips twitching up at the ends. Frank giggled a little, which was probably the most adorable thing Gerard had ever heard.
"I'm Frank." Frank told, his smile widening. He didn't know where this new found confidence had come from, but he rather liked it.
"Gerard." Gerard said, smiling back at Frank.
"You from around here?" Frank asked, raising an eyebrow at Gerard.
"No, just visiting."

Twenty minutes and two coffees later Frank stood up, looking at Gerard with a small smirk on his lips.
"You wanna get outta here?" He asked, a somewhat hopeful tone in his voice. Gerard laughed, nodding his head, a slight blush covering his pale Cheek's. Frank let out a small cheer, causing Gerard to laugh and blush more. Sure, he'd just met Frank, but he'd never met anyone like him before. They exited the coffee shop, Frank pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pants pocket. How he managed to fit the box in skinny jean pockets, Gerard didn't know.
"Want one?" Frank asked, tiliting the packet towards Gerard. He nodded, thanking Frank and pulling a cigarette out. They walked in silence for a few minutes, smoking and glancing at each other occasionally. Gerard bit his lip, reaching over and lacing his fingers with Franks. Frank turned to look at Gerard, his cheeks reddening a few shades darker. Gerard just smiled and kept walking, squeezing Franks hand lightly.

As soon as Gerard was inside the hotel room and the door was closed he was slammed against a wall, lips fiercely being pressed onto his. He gasped, his arms wrapping instantly around Franks neck. Franks hands were holding Gerards hips, pulling them into his own. "Fuck" Gerard moaned, his fingers twisting into Franks hair and pulling.
"Mm, Gee." Frank groaned, pushing a leg between Gerards and grinding down. Frank slid his hands up Gerards shirt, pulling it off his shoulders and tossing it on the floor. Then he moved away from Gerard's lips, trailing kisses along his jawline and down his neck. Gerard laced his fingers more into Franks hair, pulling his head up and staring straight into his eyes. His now dark brown eyes that were wide, filled with nothing but want.
"Can I Fuck you, Frankie?" Gerard asked, a suddenly dominant gleam in his eyes. A shudder went through Frank and a small moan left his lips, causing a smirk to form on Gerard's.
"I take that as a yes." He teased, pushing Frank back until his knees hit the bed and he fell backwards.
"Shirt off." Gerard ordered with a smug smirk as Frank scrambled to pull his top off. Gerard bit his lip, crawling on top of Frank and straddling him. Franks hips thrusted upwards and a moan left his lips at the friction it caused. Gerard ground his hips down, leaning over and pressing his lips hard against Franks. Eventually he had to pull away, only to trail down Franks neck and to his chest, nipping at the skin as he went.
"Ah, G-Gerard!" Frank moaned and Gerard smirked, swirling his tounge around each of Franks nipples before going down lower. He unzipped Franks jeans, pulling them along with his boxers down his pale legs. He took in Franks naked body, hoping that somehow this wasn't the only time he'd ever see it.
"Gee.. Do something.. Please." Frank whined, squirming on the bed as Gerard watched him.
"Mm.. ok Frankie." Gerard said, discarding his pants and boxers. Frank bit his lip, his eyes trailing over Gerard's body almost hungrily. Gerard walked back over to Frank, settling on his knees on the floor.
"Gerard? What-" Frank stopped mid sentence, a gasp leaving him instead. Gerard pumped his hand around Franks dick, circling the tip with his thumb a few times.
"Agh!" Frank moaned, his hips thrusting into Gerard's hand.
"Don't move." Gerard growled, using his other hand to keep Franks hips down. Frank whimpered but obeyed, small moans flying from his lips helplessly. He felt the tension building in his stomach and leaned his head back, knowing he would come soon. But Gerard stopped, making a loud whine to leave Frank.
"Why?!" Frank asked, exasperated. Gerard just smirked, taking two of his fingers and putting them up to his lips. Frank watched intently as Gerard sucked on his fingers, his painfully hard dick getting even harder. Gerard pulled his fingers from his mouth, a slight popping sound being heard as he did so. He gently spread Franks legs, slowly pushing a finger into him. "Oh Fuck!" Frank moaned loudly, squirming as Gerard started to pump his finger in and out.
"Your such a slut Frankie." Gerard purred, adding a second finger and letting frank adjust. After a few seconds Frank was moaning again, grinding down onto Gerards fingers as they worked in and out of him. He knew Frank was close again, so he pulled his fingers out, grabbing hold of Franks hips and lining up with his entrance.
"You ready baby?" Gerard asked, wanting desperately to just fuck Frank already.
"Just fuck me, Gerard." Frank panted out, wrapping his legs around Gerard's hips, pulling him closer.
"Shit.. Ah!" Gerard moaned, pushing slowly into Frank. He was tight and warm and it was so good.
Gerard thrusted slowly at first, allowing Frank to adjust.
"F-Faster!" Frank yelled, using his legs to push Gerard in farther.
"Mm.. Agh." Gerard groaned, thrusting as fast as he could. Frank was mewling at the feeling, his hands twisting into the bed sheets harshly.
"Fuck.. I-I'm close.." Gerard panted, his grip on Franks hips tightening. He pulled Frank down more and a loud moan left Frank.
"Ah! Fuck, t-there!" Frank moaned, meeting Gerard's thrusts by grinding his hips agaisnt Gerard's. Gerard moaned, wrapping a hand around Frank dick, messily pumping up and down. This is what brought Frank over the edge and he came all over Gerard's hand and his chest.
"Oh Shit!" Gerard moaned, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he came inside Frank.

Frank snuggled up to Gerard, resting his head on his shoulder. Gerard smiled, wrapping an arm around Franks waist and pulling him closer.
"Do you always have sex with complete strangers in three star hotels?" Frank asked, giggling a bit. Gerard just rolled his eyes, pressing a soft kiss on Franks swollen lips.

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