Frank cupped Gerard's face in his calloused hands. "Gee, do you think God accepts us?"

Being raised a Catholic and having attended a Catholic school, Frank was very aware that in God's eyes, the fact that he loved Gerard in that way just wasn't right. Thou shalt not love boys, Frank thought.

He pushed the thoughts away as Gerard pondered his question, a thoughtful look on his handsome face.

"Hmmm, God wants us to be happy right?"

"Yeah..."

"And I'm happy. Are you happy?" Gerard's probing hazel eyes searched Frank's.

"I'm extremely happy," Frank purred as he nibbled Gerard's ear.

Gerard smiled. "I know- I can feel it on my thigh...oohh, do that again," Gerard moaned out.

Frank complied to Gerard's request and licked his earlobe again, then went back to nibbling.

"Frankie...." Gerard sighed as Frank slipped a hand into Gerard's lap and traced smooth circles on his thigh.

Frank teased, keeping his distance from Gerard's rapidly expanding pants . Gerard grunted in frustration, to which Frank's reaction was to giggle in his ear, his hot breath fanning over Gerard's ear.

Suddenly, Gerard flipped Frankie over and crawled up to straddle his waist, pressing their crotches closer together.

"Gee...fuck..." Frank stuttered from the ultimate pleasure of the friction between them.

Hovering above Frank, Gerard smirked down at him. "What do you want, Frankie? Do you want me to tease?"

Frank looked horrified. "N-no, Gee," he said quickly as he bucked his hips upward.

Gerard tsk-ed. "Nuh-uh-uh, Frankie, love."

Gerard shifted, holding both of Frank's wrists in one of his hands. Gerard Way is a man known for his huge hands and his ability to please with them.

"Please, Gee?" Frankie pouted, making the puppy-dog face.

Gerard didn't answer, only pulled off Frank's shirt and tossed it to the floor, along with his own. With his long, elegant, pleasuring fingers, Gerard traced Frank's tattoos, from one bicep to the other, up to his neck to trace the scorpion, down to his chest and stomach .

Frankie whimpered- he was always the female in this relationship. He couldn't handle Gerard's teasing, not now, not ever. Nonetheless, he did it, and Frankie always ended up begging for Gerard to fuck him like a cheap whore.

"Say it, Frankie."

"I love you."

"No. That comes after we finish our game. I want to hear you say my name."

"Gerard..." Frankie said.

Gerard traced the trail of hair that disappeared into the waistband of his pants. "No. Scream it. Moan it."

"Gerard...oh, fuck me like a cheap whore!" The words slipped from Frank's mouth before he could stop them- that was what Gerard wanted to hear when he was in a kinky mood like he was now, and Frank wasn't one to control his tongue.

A sinister smile curved Gerard's mouth upwards. "That's better...now, I think we can take off your pants. You deserve that much."

Gerard lazily unzipped and unfastened Frank's pants, then slipped them down his thighs and legs slowly. Frank bit back a groan as Gerard straddled his waist once more after the pants hit the floor.

Gerard leaned in and kissed Frank, pushing his tongue forward and sliding it against Frank's, tasting him fully. Frank sighed into the kiss, and soon, Frank couldn't take it anymore and had slipped a hand discreetly between them and into his boxers. Stroking himself, Frank moaned.

Gerard felt Frank's hand between them, and Gerard smirked as he moaned.

"Ah, Frankie. You just couldn't wait for me to help you with that, could you?" Gerard shook his head at Frank, black locks falling forward to frame his pale face.

"Well, if you would hurry..." Frank muttered.

"Oh, so what do you want? Hand job? Blow job?" Gerard smiled evilly and added "Nothing?"

Frank gasped. "B-blow j-job," he hissed.

"I'll blow you, alright," Gerard said as he slid farther away from Frank until he was sitting in between Frank's legs, staring intensely at his boxer-clad erection. Frank felt the heat rush to his face as he watched Gerard watch his crotch.

Finally, Gerard moved, sliding his hands up Frank's legs and tugged at the boxers. They slipped down easily, save for when they hit the 'bump'. Gerard eased the elastic of the boxers over Frank's bulge and tossed them to the floor. Silently, Gerard teased his length, trailing his fingers up and down, tracing the vein.

"Mmm...." Frank moaned.

Suddenly, Gerard's hand was gone and before Frank could look to see why he'd stopped, it was replaced by his mouth. His tongue flicked over the tip, then down each side as one hand gripped his balls.

"Ah, fuck, Gee!"

As a response, Gerard took Frank fully into his mouth, caving in his cheeks, making those extremely hot cheekbones stand out above the hollow. Quickly, he deep-throated Frank twice. and not once did he gag.

And Frank was a small man, but you've heard that big things come in small packages, right? That's the only way to describe Frank Iero.

Two seconds before Frank could reach the edge and spill, Gerard stopped sucking, and detached his mouth with a pop sound.

"Oh, fuck me, Gee," Frank moaned out with his eyes shut and a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

Gerard didn't waste any time getting rid of the clothes remaining on his body and parting Frank's legs, his tip nudging at Frank's entrance.

With one fluid motion, Gerard pushed into him, all the way. He reached down and kissed Frank's chest, then slowly began to move inside of him. After two thrusts, Gerard hit that special spot in him that made Frank squint his eyes shut and scream Gerard's name. Not a girly scream either- this was the scream of a man.

"H-harder, Gee," Frank panted as that familiar tingling sensation roared to life in his lower stomach.

Gerard was grunting as he picked up the pace, slamming into Frank until he felt Frank's muscles tightening around him.

"Ah, fuck, Frank! You're such a tight motherfucker!"

Frank only moaned out in response, and before Gerard could push into him again, he came, his own cum squirting him in the eye and splattering Gerard's chest. Frank's eyes rolled back into his head as his body rode out what had to be the best orgasm in his entire life.

Gerard came shortly after, his load spurting into Frank as he cried out Frank's name.

Together, they collapsed into a sweaty pile of bodily fluids, slippery and exhausted.

"I love you, Frankie."

"Mmm, love you too, Gee. But you made me get my own cum in my eye!" Frank giggled.

Gerard snickered and leaned over and licked the cum from his eyelid as Frank nestled closer to him, and the two drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.