Whips in passion

It’s been a week since my fuck up, Gerard has been trying his best to make me feel comfortable again, but I cannot help myself every time he moves in a quick motion I jerk away from him, I can always see the hurt behind his eyes whenever I do it and there are times where; it’s not only hurt but even anger. It’s not the first time his eyes grew timidly dark and he stormed out of the room especially at times when he tried to show me affection I can’t help myself, and poor Mikey, he’s always the first person who ends up under his brothers bad anger management, which always led me to feeling more shittier then I already am.
My bruises had all gone down now the only thing that can show that I had a black eye is a pink round mark on my upper eye lid that goes towards my eyebrow, that’s all. The rests they have completely healed well Gerard helped them heal. He always came up here with alcohol, gauzes, band aids, Bandages you name them all, there were times yea where I didn’t tell him to fuck off, but it never ended well between us I doubt it never will.
So today I decided to make something different out of it, it’s been a week since I have been ‘’locked’’ yes I quote it, cause I wasn’t exactly locked in there but Gerard made sure there won’t be any need for me to get off bed and not rest, damn if it was for him I wouldn’t even use the bathroom for my needs.
I stood off the bed, still in a pair of sweat pants I can’t be bothered to change, then again everyone in here have seen me through my worse times. I made my way towards the bedroom door and to my relief it was unlocked, yes I was expecting It to be locked for some dreadful reason.
Making my way downstairs, I could feel something bubbly in me, I felt free again, free from a confinement I was locked in, I wonder what Gerard would think of me leaving his room without any supervision cause poor Frankie is too weak, the room he never slept it for the whole week, he was either using one of the guests rooms, I wouldn’t imagine him sleeping on a couch.
A chuckle escaped my lips as an image of Gerard panicking thinking something happened to me or maybe that I left him for good. This is evil yet so fun I just need to calm myself down it’s too fucking earlier to make any noise, it’s too early for this god damn mansion to have giggles, I bet it’s too early for even the butler to be awake.
I passed the little room where Gerard’s family portrait is hung over the fireplace and a huge old clock, Glancing at it, it marked that it was six am in the morning, yep I was right, this mansion becomes alive at seven o clock sharp maids, chefs, butlers you name them everyone starts their day at seven except the Way brothers and the other house hold.
I finally made it to the living and to my amazement the door was closed, it’s very unusual for this door to be closed maybe it’s a new rule Mr. SassWay invented? I shrugged and reached the door, before turning the knob faint voices could be heard from the other side, I recognized one of them oh so clear to be Gerard’s but the other one, it’s was too manly to be Mikey’s or Pete’s, I placed my ear against the door and pushed it further desperately trying to eavesdrop the conversation, only bits and pieces could be heard until the other mentioned my name. Me… Frank… they’re talking about me, who is Gerard talking to? What is he planning? Is he going to get rid of me?.
Panic start to fill my body as my palm sweats against the door knob, my breathing becoming erratic as my chest stung and heart threatening to stop any minute now, Fuck I was being too much of a dick head towards Gerard that he doesn’t want me anymore, oh no oh fuck this cannot be happening he always said he loved me, what has changed? My refusal of affection? My lack of interest in sex cause I was too busy moping over something that… it’s not even stupid cause it wasn’t, I was such a mess, I needed time to ready myself again, but I don’t think he even understood me.
He’s such a fake, a fucking liar and I’m so fucking angry right now, my cheeks are fucking burning, my hand against the knob has twisted and is holding it firmly against my sweaty palm. What a fucking fucker! How could he do this to me, ignoring the rest of the conversation with a swift movement I opened the door and stormed into the room, the first person my eyes met with where Gerard’s I stormed towards him my hands in a ball of fist ready to just punch his silly fucking face in.
‘’Frankie?’’ Gerard said his eyes bulging out of their sockets as he saw me storm towards him, my pace never lacking, my knees hitting against the fucking furniture but it never stopped me.
‘’Frankie what are you doing?’’ he said again as his eyes averted to my hands and then flicked towards mine, my eyes were sending daggers to his and even though I was fuming out of my mind I could see the sense of pain in his eyes, yet I cannot talk to him, I can’t see to bring myself to stop and maybe just maybe try to figure out what the conversation was about right? That’s the most human way to do it? Then again since when is Frank Anthony Iero is human enough to have a decent human conversation with someone after he made up his mind, as I raised my fist in the air and was about to struck him.
‘’ Oh look little twink princess finally grew some balls’’ a smug voice caught me out of my trace, those words, those exact words I heard them before, I turned around and was met by another men filled with tattoo’s, his hair was shave, a pair of sun glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, his black wife beater pleading for someone to rip it away from his huge biceps and torso, his attitude already making me hate him.
Although I met him before this person, I looked at Gerard who was staring at me calmly well from the outside he looked calm his eyes spoke another story, looking back at the men I slowly lowered my hand and turned fully facing him ‘’ and who the fuck are you?’’ I asked, while I crossed my arms together, his homophobic attitude is enough for me to hate the fucker already.
‘’Oh princess’’ he chuckled as he lowered his glasses showing his blue glassy eyes ‘’I’m your worse fucking nightmare’’ he continued as he laces his glasses back on and started to make his way towards the door I stormed into.
‘’Oh and Echo, don’t worry I’ll take care of your little twink’’ he said with a smug smile on his face and disappeared, I quickly turned around facing Gerard, confused and angry.
‘’Who the fuck is he?’’ I asked pointing towards the direction the person left, Gerard frowned and sighed while shaking his head.
‘’It’s Shadows, he’s going to combat train you’’ he said as he walked past me and sat down on the couch, his hands both draped out on the couches back rest, Combat train me….Shadows…. now I remember the homophobic asshole, thank god he spoke before my hand connected with Gerard’s jaw, though it was kind of clear what was going to happen, I rubbed the back of my neck feeling awkward and stupid.
“I ugh Gee, I’m so-‘’
“Save it” he says as he raises his hand into the air, I felt my heart break again and slowly made my way towards the couch and sat next to him, my hand immediately landing on his thigh as I looked at him, he was staring blankly at nothing
“No Gee, please I’m sorry, I’m so stupid, I thought you-‘’
“I was going to sell you something? Frankie you’re not my pet, you’re not my slave, you’re not my sub, you…you’re my boyfriend things don’t go that way” he said as his hand connected with mine on his thigh, he brought it up to his lips and softly brushed my knuckles against them.
“Frankie, I really do love you , I won’t do anything that would hurt you every again.’’ He said softly his eyes closed as his pressed the back of my palm against his lips, I could feel him smile against my soft skin
“There is one way I would hurt you, but you’ll be begging for me” he continued his eyes fluttering open, those hazel orbs darkening filling up with lust as he smirked, I couldn’t help but smirk back, feeling my body heat up as I look deeper into his eyes and his words making my cock stir in my baggy sweat pants.
“And what makes you think I’ll be begging?” I teasingly said, as I slowly crawled on top of him my legs straddling him, my hand immediately making their way towards his hair, gripping a handful and slowly tugging on it, a moan escaping his lips as he bucked his hips into me, making his bulge press against my ass.
“Cause I’ll make you beg” he said, as he quickly smashed his lips against mine, his tongue not giving any chance demanding entrance into my mouth as it battled against mine for dominance which I let him win cause I gotta say, we’ve been through shit but fuck I miss Gerard like this.

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