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Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Chapter 6: He with the wondrous fair

Gerard POV

The rubbing... the kissing.... It all had been to prove a point. I gawked at Frank now. He was looking up at me with love and adoration. Something I had only seen in movies.

"Frank... why would you even-"

My fingers in his hair. He leaned into my touch gently. It made my stomach flutter. I pulled him up to me. I looked into his eyes as he hovered above me; his body a respectful distance.

Respect. To a slut like me. Love to a human wreckage.

"Frank?" I whimpered."Yes?"

"I... I can't just yet... I'm sorry... it's too soon-"

"You don't have to apologize." He said softly. "Take your time."

He tried to get off me, but I held on to him.

"Kiss me again." I whispered, my voice thick with lust.

"Gerard...." he mumbled."Call me Gee."

I breathed.

Frank leaned down and placed his lips on mine. I whined softly at the loving contact, my arms snaking around his neck. Slowly, I lifted my head as Frank's lips began trailing down my neck. I let out a little 'uh' and Frank's kisses became more intense. Slowly, I trailed my hands down his body and to his ass. Then, I pressed him down onto me. He was hardening. I could feel it through the jeans. I took hold of his face and began to kiss his lips again, more forcefully this time.

"Gerard." He whispered. "You... have some feeling for me, right?"

I let go of him. My breath was quick.

"Gerard?"

I swallowed and fell back into the bed.

"I don't know."

He swallowed. I reached out to him and he jumped back.

"Frankie." I whimpered.

I felt a terrible need in my body. I was craving sex. And by the look in Frank's face, I could tell he knew.

"Let's go watch a movie." He said softly.

I jumped off the bed and followed him outside. He was clenching his fistfists.




Frank POV


I noticed the problem as soon as Gerard pulled me down to him.

Who knows how old he had been when his family forced him into prostitution. I could tell he couldn't help it; so I had to control my urges and do what was best for him.

And with his tiny body pressed against mine on the couch, it took all I had.

Notes

Comments

@my chemical spooks
THANK YOUUU
anti-frerard is in which fate does not want them to truly be happy together

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
1/19/17

HOLY SHIT YOU WRITE LIKE A POET WOW

anti-frerard, whats that? meh love the story

@Lost_Soul
thank you!!

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
11/19/16

DUDE I LOVE THIS STORY <3

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
11/13/16