The Kill

Frank woke up and found Gerard laying next to him. He rubbed his tearstained eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Gerard pressed his finger to Frank's lips. "You shouldn't be," he replied softly."I was being a hysterical ass hole to you and I regret it. I hurt you." He ran his hand through Frank's dark hair. "I don't want to hurt you. I really don't."


Frank pressed their foreheads together and bit his lip. "Are you mad at me? "

"No. I understand why you got pissy. I'm so controlling. I shouldn't be. You can think for yourself."


"I know I can. I just...forget sometimes."

Gerard smiled. "Care to remember?"

"Yes, please," Frank retorted.

With that, Gerard kissed him. Frank smiled into the kiss and wrapped his hands in his hair, drawing him closer. Frank had missed Gerard kisses. He had such soft lips and felt so good all over Frank.


"Oh fuck, I missed you," Gerard gasped between kisses. He palmed Frank's ass, squeezing and rubbing him through his boxers. Frank gasped and moaned at the contact. He rubbed his growing bulge against Gerard's and whimpered, "That feels so good, but I'm still sore from last time."

Gerard stopped reluctantly."Okay," he replied. "I need a shower. I'm covered in kerosene and ashes."

"Can I come with you?" Frank asked seductively.

"Sure," Gerard replied.

Notes

Just a bit of a filler. There's more to be expected, however.