Frank's POV

I woke up, ice cold. And when I say ice cold, I mean fucking freezing. I stay in the same position for a few seconds until I realized that one, I had only boxers on, two, the sheets were thrown to my ankles, and three; no Gerard. As soon as the third reason of cold popped into my brain, I was wide awake and alert as hell. I can't move, either- thoughts are zooming around my head, like if my dad found him or if he's hurt somewhere. I feel my throat burn, and realize I've been screaming Gerard's name. I hear fast thumping from the stairs, and finally see the gorgeous black haired boy I was so desperately worried about.
"Gerard!- I'm sorry, it's just that... I didn't know where you were, so I got worried."
He gave me a soft smile and walked over to sit with me.
"It's okay, Frankie. I shouldn't have left you alone, I'm sorry... But hey I got you something in my time of vanishing!"
He smiled, and ran back upstairs in a hurry. I'm left on the bed, wondering what he could have gotten me.
"Close your eyes!"
I hear his call from upstairs, and obey. His footsteps are very slow, almost careful. I could tell he was in front of me now, but he was still messing with whatever he had.
"Okay... open your eyes!"
I open them, and Holy. Shit.
A beautiful, black Les Paul was gripped in Gerard's hands.
"You did not."
"I did too."
I jump up and hug him tightly, making sure to not damage the guitar.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"
I kiss every part of his face, and hug him once more before taking hold of the sleek black neck of the instrument. My face hurts from smiling so much, but I can't seem to not smile.
"I'm glad you like it, babe! I was out getting some groceries and saw it in the window of the music store, so I thought why not."
I kiss him again, still smiling, and play a short made up solo.
"Damn, Frank, you're good!"
"Thanks I practice a lot... hey how'd you pay for this?"
I didn't mean to ask that question, but it certainly sparked my interest. It was expensive looking, and I didn't want him paying too much on me.
"Oh, well, I usually save my money for important stuff like food, but your happiness is extremely important to me, so I used some of my money to get it! It was on sale, anyways, so don't worry about me paying too much."
I smile and nod, seeming convinced by his answer. I prop the guitar up on the floor to rest on the bedside table, and walk over behind Gerard. I gracefully slip my arms around his waist, and rest my head on his shoulder lovingly.
"I loveeee youuu,"
He giggles, and puts his hand to my cheek, and turns so he's facing me. His lips delicately land on mine, and I feel his hand run through my hair. He tugs gently, making me let out a soft moan. I step forward, making him step backwards, leading to him falling onto the bed. I climb on top of him, and kiss him more passionately while grinding on his progressing boner. He groans softly, making me want to take things a bit faster. I take off his shirt, and trail my lips down the center of his chest. I reach the beginning of his pants, which I take off maybe a bit too excitedly. The tent in his pants make me smirk, then I remove those too, leaving him completely naked.
I take my own briefs off, and Gerard stands up. I furrow my eyebrows, wondering what he's doing, as soon as I realize I'm the one laying on the bed. He hovers over me, looking sexily menacing. He kneels down, and tightly grips my hard dick, then starts to pump his hand up and down. I'm in a state of pure pleasure, then he starts to suck. I couldn't stand the sensation; my body was numb with intimacy, and it was wonderful.
"G-Gee, I-I'm gonna cum-!"
My warning was just in time, for one last tug made me shoot the liquid into his mouth and over his face. He looked up at me, and looked sexy as hell. I quickly stood up, and pushed him onto the bed. He looked shocked at first, then seemed to enjoy the change. No warning, I thrust into him. He made some kind of scream mixed with a moan, but it was hot. I grab ahold of his cock, and rub his length quick and fast. He's biting his lip I can tell, and it makes me internally smile at how much he's enjoying this.
"Fuck, Frankie!"
Instantly, he cums into my hand as well as onto his chest. I pull out one last time, and go to put my boxers back on. I throw Gerard his as well, and we're both smiling, him still laying in the same spot.
"I should give you things more often, huh?"
I laugh, and go to lie next to him.
"Not even necessary, darling,"
I brush the loose strands of hair out of his face, and kiss his cheek.
"Just ask, and I'll be here."

Notes

Yay for smut and fluff am I right or am I RIGHT??
But anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chap! Planning on making the waters a bit more rough in parts to come *cue scary piano music*
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-Ava xx