Finger-painting Isn't Just For Kids

Frank held onto Gerard’s shoulders, nodding. “Yeah, it’s okay,” he whispered, biting away at his lip. Gerard smiled at him as he stepped closer to him and started kissing his neck, his fingers tracing invisible patterns on Frank’s thighs while he the younger boy brought his hands up to tangle in his teacher’s hair. Gerard worked his way down Frank’s chest, kissing his soft skin, his wet lips brushing over one of his nipples, leaving behind a trail of saliva and making Frank moaned quietly. He spread his legs a little further apart, allowing Gerard‘s hands to explore his inner thighs. He blew on his wet skin, making him shiver.
“Oh, fuck.” Frank gasped when Gerard’s fingertips brushed over his crotch, causing his hips to buck up a little. Gerard smirked and looked down at him.
“May I?”
“Please,” breathed out Frank, staring into his eyes and biting his lip.
Gerard slowly moved one of his hands over his crotch palming him as he eyed his lips with a smug smile. Frank moaned, closing his eyes, and tightened his grip on the other’s shoulders. Gerard saw that as an opportunity to kiss him, taking in his bottom lip with his mouth and sucking on it gently. He was enjoying this way too much, but he wanted more. He hummed against his lips sending tiny vibrations through his body and making him groan. Frank kissed him back hungrily, grinding his hips against Gerard’s hand, searching for more friction.
“Take them off, Frank,” growled Gerard. He didn’t ask this time; he demanded, commanded him even.
Frank hurriedly undid his zipper, and pushed his pants down as quick as he could considering he was sat on a desk while Gerard watched him intently, taking in every detail of his body. He lowered himself to trace kisses on Frank’s lower stomach with his hot mouth, purposely ignoring the new areas of skin he could now explore.
“Fuck.” Frank breathed out, staring down at him, trying his best not to thrust his hips up. “Fuck, please,” he whimpered.
Gerard didn’t pay much attention to his Frank’s pleas. He’d been waiting for so long; he had every right to take his time. He trailed his mouth down to the hem of his boxers, grazing the skin with his teeth all while looking up the young boy. He thought about taking them off, but decided against it; it was way more fun this way. Gerard guided his open mouth to the tip of Frank’s cock and blew hot air through the thin cloth.
“Oh God,” Frank moaned, biting his lip hard and letting his eyes fall shut. He wanted more, he needed more, but Mr Way was being such a fucking tease and he loved it. He slowly opened his eyes. “Please, Mr Way,” he begged.
Gerard only smirked in response. “Make me, Frankie.”
Frank bit his lip and thought for a moment before he pulled him up, so he could kiss his neck and murmured, “I’m so hard for you, Sir. Fuck. Want you to touch me, w-want you to fuck me.” He slid his hand down to palm his teacher through his pants.
Gerard gasped and thrust his hips into Frank’s hands.
“You want me to fuck you, Frankie? Is that it? Is that what you want from me?”
Yes,” breathed out Frank, fumbling to undo Gerard’s pants. “Thought about it every time I jerked off, thought about you fucking me on your desk.”
Gerard’s eyes went wide. “R-really?”
Frank nodded shyly, biting his lip.
“Me too.”
Frank let go of his bottom lip, “you jerked off thinking about me?”
Gerard smiled slyly at him. “Yes. Now, you mentioned my desk, right?”
“Uh-huh,” nodded Frank, glancing in its direction. Gerard grabbed his thighs and lifted him up, carrying him to his desk. He sat him down thinking, finally.
Frank’s heart started beating faster. “Like this? O-or do you want me to bend over,” he asked a little hesitantly. He’d never done this before and the thrill was making him shiver. Gerard smirked and leaned in, growling into his ear.
“Like this. I want to see our face while I fuck you, Frank.”
He slowly licked his earlobe making Frank groan. He moved his hands to rest on Gerard’s waist.
“Please..”
Gerard pushed him down on the desk and started planting wet kisses where Frank’s boxers started, slowly removing them in the process. Frank couldn’t do anything but stare, breathing hard.
Gerard stopped midway, realizing he didn’t know how experienced Frank was. He looked up to him and asked softly, “ever done this before?”
Frank shook his head. “Just my fingers,” he answered shyly, biting his lip.
Gerard smiled and got up to kiss him. “That’s okay,” he said. He spread Frank’s legs apart, once his boxers were off, tossing them onto the floor, and planted gentle kisses on the inside of his thigh. He continued all the way up to his entrance and paused to look up at him, asking for his consent. Frank’s eyes widened and nodded down at him, his breath hitching in his throat. His fingers tightened around the edge of the desk as he spread his legs a little wider.
Gerard brought one of his hands to his mouth, lathering his fingers with his saliva, never once taking his eyes off Frank’s. He sucked on his fingers and then brought one of them to his entrance, placing it against his muscles, silently asking for his permission one more time. Frank nodded, taking in a deep breath, wishing he would just get on with it. Gerard pushed in his finger gently, making Frank moan. It felt a little uncomfortable, but it wasn’t too bad –it still felt good.
Gerard could feel Frank’s muscles tighten around him. “Is that okay? Are you okay,” he asked in concern.
“I’m good, it’s good,” replied Frank, nodding. “Don’t stop,” he breathed out.
Gerard hummed in response and started moving his finger around slowly. He did that for a few moments before he added another finger, stretching Frank’s muscles as he scissored his fingers.
“Tell me when you’re ready, Frank,” he said using his other hand to work on his own cock.
Frank nodded and groaned, giving himself a few moments to get used to the stretch until he was desperate for it. “Fuck, I’m ready.”
Gerard pulled his fingers out and put his hand back to his mouth, spitting on it. He brought it back down to his cock, covering it in his makeshift lube before aligning himself with Frank’s entrance. He leaned in to kiss him and slowly moved his hips into Frank, moaning against his lips as he felt his muscles tighten around the sensitive tip of his member.
Frank moaned and sucked in a sharp breath, failing to kiss him back, as he tightened his grip on the desk.
Gerard let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding, “is that okay?”
Frank nodded, closing his eyes. “Just fucking move already,” he hissed.
Gerard smiled and used one hand to support himself on the table and pressed himself deeper into him. Frank moved one hand up to his hair, tangling his fingers in it. He panted slightly and moved to kiss over Gerard’ neck, wrapping his legs around his waist as he started thrusting into him. Gerard moved slowly until he could feel Frank relax. He picked up his pace and moaned into his hair, trying different angles looking for his prostate. He thrust into him a few times before hitting something.
“Ah!” Frank cried out, his body jerking for a moment, causing Gerard to stiffen, scared that’d he’d hurt him. “F-fuck, do that again,” he panted.
Gerard smiled in relief; he’d found it. He angled his body to hit the same spot again thrusting harder. Frank moaned loudly and reached down to jerk himself off as the older male grabbed him by the hair and kissed him abruptly, moaning into his mouth.
Frank moved his hand in sync with Gerard’s thrusts, picking up his pace when Gerard slammed into him faster, hitting his sweet spot every time, earning him small whimpers from Frank.
They continued rocking into each other and exchanged urgent kisses. Gerard bit down on Frank’s lip feeling himself throb. He moved a hand down to help the other out making him gasp and moan.
“Fuck, Mr Way, I-I’m close,” he whimpered and so was Gerard. He picked up his pace, thrusting harder into him, and buried his face in Frank’s hair, moaning into his ear.
“Are you gonna cum for me, Frankie?”
“Ah! Fuck yeah!” Frank cried out, back arching as he climaxed a few moments later. Gerard watched him cum into his hand; his expression was enough to drive him overboard. He thrust into him a few more times and his vision blurred as he was sent overboard.
“Ah, F-Fr-ahnk,” he moaned into the crook of his neck, breathing heavily, as he rode out his orgasm.
Frank stared at him mesmerized by the way his body twitched and jerked sending him into a state of bliss. Their breathing was heavy, their bodies clad in sweat. Gerard didn’t dare move; he panted and managed a small smirk.
“So, what else has been your mind, Mr Iero?” He asked and pulled out of him as soon as he got his breath back.
Frank flinched lightly at the loss of contact and answered him.
“Mostly that –you, but like, not just sex,” he murmured and watched Gerard grab a few tissues from his desk, “like how cute you are when you get excited about art, makes me wanna be good at it too.”
Gerard chuckled as he cleaned up the aftermath of Frank’s orgasm. He looked up at him when he was done and smiled.
“You are good at it, Frank, very good,” he said. “But what else has been on your mind,” he asked caressing the other’s chest once he’d disposed of the tissues. “You said you were stressed?”
“I’m not,” murmured Frank sighing, “I’m failing –it’s kinda what I’m stressing about. I’m failing your class and all the others too, and then I’ll fail completely and- I just don’t know.”
Gerard brought a hand up to play with Frank’s hair. “Hey, trust me, you’re great. I just needed to see something finished, and I did. Don’t worry about my class,” he said reassuringly, “but what about the others?”
Frank sighed and nodded, feeling a little better. “I don’t know.”
“Hmm,” started Gerard, tugging gently at one of his hair strands, “anything I can help with?”
“Not unless you know anything about Math or History,” sighed Frank, smiling appreciatively at him, “I’ll just have to try harder.”
Gerard chuckled as he pulled him closer. “I actually know a few things other than ar. Just do your best, take it one day at a time, yeah,” he said speaking softly.
Frank nodded and rested his head against the other’s shoulder. “I will. I’ll try not to let it get to me.”
“Good,” replied Gerard and continued a little hesitantly, “there’s also one more thing. Uh, what about this –us?”
“I don’t want this to be just sex. I mean I understand if being in a, uh, relationship with one of your students creeps you out, but I really like you,” answered Frank, rambling nervously.
Gerard looked away from him trying to find the right words.
“It’s unusual,” replied Gerard biting his lip, “but I want to give it a go with you, it’s just that I doubt this is legal, y’know –and I don’t want to hurt you...”
“No, you won’t! Please, I want to try,” said Frank, scared that that would be the first and last time he’d touch his teacher that way.
Gerard paused to think a little. He knew the risks; he could lose his job or worse –Frank was his student, still a minor. He looked at the boy in his arms and wished this could last. He knew that he shouldn’t want it but he did.
“Okay, I think you should go home now,” he said glancing at the clock. “It’s getting late. I want you to think about this too. A lot, Frank. You’re supposed to be Mr Iero to me and nothing more,” he said biting his lip.
“I like it when you call me by my first name,” murmured Frank as he got up and found his boxers, pulling them on. “I’ll think it over, but I already know that I really like you. I just don’t want to get you in trouble, don’t want you to lose your job because of me.” Don’t want you to be away from me, he added silently.
Gerard smiled at him and grabbed the rest of his clothes ready to hand them over to him.
“Frank,” he said softly, “think of yourself, not me.”
“But I’m not the one that’s gonna lose everything if we get caught,” replied Frank, putting his clothes on. “I know what I want, and that’s you.”
Gerard smiled, amused by the other’s conclusion.
“Don’t worry about me. I make my choice the moment I said your name. I just want you to be sure about this. Promise you’ll think about it?”
“I promise, Gerard,” said Frank nodding.
“Thank you.”
Frank smiled shyly at him before he grabbed his backpack and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek making Gerard blush. He brought a hand up to his cheek as he watched him walk away.

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