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Gerard's POV;

"Go on" Mikey said pushing me into the shop

I shot him a death glare then turning to the front counter.
Taking a deep breath and walking up to the tall table.

There was no one helping us yet and I was getting nervous by the minute.

"Maybe we should go" I whisper trying to push past Mikey but he grabs my shoulder and pushes me back. "No way youre leaving, I took time off to bring you here." Mikey spat.

"But I-" I get cut off by a person at the counter

"Can I help any of you fellas?"

I turned to look at the beautiful person before me. He had tattoos all over his pale body and a nose/lip piercing.

Maybe I wanted to leave but after I laid eyes on this man, of course im not just gonna go.

-

"Uh yes, My brother here is getting his first tattoo" Mikey nudges my shoulder and I flinch

"Oh i see whats going on, you're nervous aren't ya?" the tattoo man asked, smirking

I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Ain't nothing to be nervous about, My names Frank. And you are?" Frank put out his hand and I stared at all the colorful designs on it.

"I-I'm Gerard" I stutter forgetting he was offering his hand.

He took it back, resting it against his side.

"Not very responsive eh? No worries. Come to the back to check out some tattoos" Frank smiles gesturing me to follow him.

I nod at Mikey and he laughs.

"Im not coming with you" He states

Sighing, I followed the Tattooed man

-

We got into a fairly closed in room and I felt anxiety creeping up on me already.

I saw Frank gathering up supplies while I just stood at the door shaking.

"Sit in the chair here and I'll give you a book of designs"

I sat in a dentist like chair. Looking up at the yellowish ceiling until I get a book put on my lap.

I didnt want to look at it, I wanted my first tattoo to be something cool like my zodiac sign or something but at the dam time i wanted to impress him and get a really bad ass one but im not prepared for that. I'm barely prepared to even let a needle come close to me.

"Alright man, everything's all set up. Find anything?"

"I-Uh.. Can i get my zodiac sign?" I started to bite my already chewed nails.

"Ha Sure thing! Whats your month?"

"April"

"Nice, mines October. I have a scorpio tattoo on my neck, see"

Frank showed me the side of his neck and I stared in awe.

"Thats really cool" I responded

I saw Frank's mouth curl up into a little smile and got the needle.

"Oh i almost forgot! Where do you want it?" He laughed

I said it didnt matter and he decided on doing it in a place where it'd hurt less.
My bicep.

As soon as he said stay still I started to freak out.

"It wont take long okay?" No matter how soothing his voice is I still felt like my lungs were gonna give out.

I stared at the needle getting close to my skin. When reached I jerked away causing Frank to jump a bit.

"Woah okay, just relax"

I tried closing my eyes. But even that didnt help. I felt the tip of the needle, I tensed and begin to feel light headed.

I didnt like this. I regret coming here.

I opened my eyes when he started moving. I felt tears well up in my eyes.

The pain wasnt the problem I just really hated needles.

And Frank mustve noticed because he froze and looked at me

"You okay?" He asked unsure

When I didnt reply, He started to move the needle across my skin and I jumped. Starting to get up.

"Hey come back, you were doing great!"

As much as I wanted to I felt fear rise up further into my body.

"Fuck that! Get that needle away from me!" I was on my feet and was heading out the door.

-

Mikey was waiting in one of the seats in front of the counter. Stood up as soon as he saw my state.

"Oh god what happened?"

I pushed past him outside, getting into the passenger seat of his car.

Looking out the window into the shop I saw Frank and Mikey talking. I felt super bad and I wanted to go in and apologize but I cant face him after he saw how much of a pansy I am. They'd probably team up and try to convince me into getting more needles puncturing my body, more like i'd rather get run over.

When Mikey comes out of the shop he has this disappointing face glued onto him.
Dont tell me he's gonna yell at me. I dont like arguing with him..

"You didnt even say sorry?!" Mikey said th second he got in the car

I shrugged my shoulders looking the other way.

"He gave you a fucking refund because he thought he was to hard on you."

I looked at Mikey with confused eyes.

"Do you know how mad that makes me?! That poor guy tries to give you a simple tattoo and the next thing he knows you're running out sobbing. God he probably thinks he did something wrong!" Mikey yelled

"So I'm not allowed to change my mind about things? I have a freaking phobia for needles and you're expecting me to follow smoothly with it?"

"I would hope so, He has your number"

What?

"Why?!"

"To tell you when your next visit is"

"Mikey! Im not going in there again!" I slam my hand down on the seat

"Well you better toughen up big brother, cause you most defiantly are"

I bury my face in my hands.

What have I gotten myself into.

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Next morning
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A banging on my door jerked me awake.

I groaned and sleepily told who ever it was to go away

"Dont make me break this door down!" Mikey yelled

"Fuck off!" I threw a bottle at the door

"Ugh you're so stupid" I heard his footsteps leading back upstairs.

Though I got up anyway. Looked at the clock by my bedside.
Read: 10;20

I thought maybe it was a bit earlier. Why was Mikey so eager to get me up?
Dont tell me he wanted to drag me to the tattoo parlor again.

Before i could think of other scenarios, my cell rang.

Private number? I swear to god if its another one of those none speaking English sellers.

"Listen I dont want to buy anything" I said firstly

"I'm not selling anything but.. Good to know"

Oh no is this Frank?

"Why are you calling?" I said in a hushed tone, embarrassed.

"Wanted to apologize. I didnt mean to scare you" He generally sounded worried and my heart kinda sank/

"My fear is needles themselves. You didnt scare me.." Oh god he is going to think Im a coward

"Oh! I guess that makes sense, who's idea was it to get the tattoo in the first place?" Frank laughed

I said nothing.

"Hey I'm just teasing. Youre welcome to come back but i'd understand if you didnt want to"

"n-no thanks" I whispered

"Okay, Why don't you come anyway? Just to hangout, no needles"

Jeez, what do i say. This could be a trick. Mikey will drop me off, shove me into a room and strap me up-

"Is that a no?"

"No! .. I mean, not at all... Sure I'd uh- like that" I yelled.. laughing nervously afterwards/

"Okay sweet. How bout this evening?"

"Yeah ok!"

"Great. See you then!"

I hung up, laying back on my bed smiling to myself. I knew I was beginning to fall for this guy.


_That evening_


Opening my wardrobe to a burst of darkness. Shit what should I wear?
Nothing too dressy.. dont want to come across as far fetched.
And not too baggy. Wouldnt want to look like someone homeless either.

"Uh Gerard?" Mikey asks from my door frame

I turn to face him,

"Hi! Uhm I'm stopping by the tattoo parlor pretty soon and.."

"Oh my god! Are you getting a tattoo?"

I sigh.

"Can you just give me one of your misfit shirts please?"

"I see you wanna look good for Frank this time eh?" Mikey raises his eyebrow

I shake my head smiling.

-

Once I fixed my bed head and had my proper clothes on, I headed out the door.

"Whoa bro, I'm giving you a ride remember?"

"Why can't I drive this time?"

"You lost your license on a train. So no"

"Im the older one!" I walked out, still heading into Mikey's car anyway.

-

Mikey dropped me off and I waved him off.

I hesitated in opening the shops door.

When I entered, the first thing I saw was a little tattoo man running to the counter.
His eyes lit up when he met mine.

"Hey Gerard!" Frank smiled

I waved awkwardly and walked up to him.

Unexpectedly he wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me.

I slowly put my arms around his small figure. Oh my god, I didnt notice how short he was this morning.

He pushed away laughing telling me to follow him into the 'back room'

I followed.

In the room there was red couches and clipboards scattered around the floor.
It mustve been a staff room. I cant see this being in any use for something else.

"Come sit!"

I didnt want to be in his space so i sat across from him, sitting cross legged on the leather.
Now i was kind of confused. Why here? And why was he so uplifted into getting me into this room?

Its probably a trick aint it?

My eyes went wide at the thought, Mikey was acting a little weird too.

This was a mistake. He's going to jump me any second.

"Gerard?"

I didnt realize I was shaking. Nevermind that. The room was spinning.

I need to get out of here before I get hurt.

"Shit, you're turning white. Are you okay?" Frank got up and walked close to where i was sitting, a little too close. Because I moved away quickly,

"I dont want any!"

Frank froze confused.

"Any what?"

"You and Mikey were planning to have me get another tattoo werent you!"

Frank ran a hand through his hair, obviously frustrated.

"That's cruel, I would never" Frank rested beside me.

"Plus you're too cute to hurt" He smiled

Was he flirting with me?!
Oh no i could literally feel my cheeks heating up.

"Thanks, that goes for you too" I tried

He laughed. Getting up and sitting across from me again.

"So tell me about yourself" He said

I shook my head looking at the ground.

"Im not interesting"

"But I'm interested"

I smiled, "Well okay, I admire drawing"

"And?" Frank asked

"Its your turn,"

"Oh okay uhm, I admire guitar!"

--

An hour of back and forth information I started day dreaming when he decided to talk about his background. The whole time I was basically staring at his lips. Those soft pink lips. I could just imagine how soft they really feel.

"Get outta' space and tell me your background!"

"Theres no time for that"

"What? I dont quite understand"

I laughed, getting up, sitting in front of Frank.

"I still dont-"

I grabbed the sides of Frank's face pulling him down into a kiss. At this point I didnt care whether he got mad or not. I couldnt stop myself from the thirst of tasting his lips.

It didnt look like he was mad though. He actually started moving his lips against mine and it felt amazing.

What are the odds of this happening?! Im either really lucky or I'm dreaming.

I detach our lips and Frank's eyes are closed.

"You really know how to make someone want you" He whispers

"Oh do I?" I smirk

Frank pushes me down on my back, crawling over top of me.

"Not that I'm complaining but, This kind of hurts"

"It'll be worth it in the end baby"

I bit my lip at the pet name.

Without further or do, Frank flattens himself on top of me. He's pretty light so I dont get that squished but its still a bit uncomfortable.

I bring my hands up tot he collar of his shirt and drag his lips down to meet mine.
Slowly yet hungrily I bite his lip, I expected a moan but instead he all but grind down on my semi hard on.

Also the cool metal on his lip really got me going. Maybe not before but something inside me went off and I was on my way to becoming fully hard.

"Damn, that lip ring."

"You like it?"

"I love it."

"Mm, you should get one yourself." Frank smirked. "I think you'd look sexy with a piercing.

"I wish I could." I chuckled, licking my lips again ever so slightly to see if they tasted like Frank.

"Right,I forgot about your stupid phobia I'm sorry" Frank kissed my cheek, slowly moving his lips down my jaw.

"Ha it's okay, dont worry about it"

Then Frank started to nip at my neck, sucking in the right spots because I couldnt hold in my noises.

"Mmm you're really good at this" I moaned, bucking up slightly. And I wasnt lying.

"Yeah I figured" Frank teased, leaning back in to reattach their lips now that he knew it was okay.

It took me a second or two to work up the courage but, I managed to slip my tongue through Frank's lips and deepen the kiss, earning a soft little 'mmm' sound from Frank as our tongues touched and slid against each other.

Frank tasted like cigarettes and coffee which didnt really mix really well but I shouldn't be talking because I probably taste like that too.

-

After a few minutes of us grasping at each others hair and shoulders, Frank pressed our lower halfs harder together and moved his lips to my neck again, intent on leaving a mark.

I wrapped one arm around Frank's hips and kept my other one tangled in the smaller man's thick black hair, tugging on it lightly when Frank bit down hard.

There was something about Frank's soft tongue on my jugular and the pair of teeth nibbling at my jaw that somehow translated to my lower region and I soon found myself fully-hard in my jeans.

"I can feel that, you know." Frank whispered into my ear, kissing it as well.

"Sorry." I blushed.

"Don't be. I'm getting there too."

"Do you um... W-Want to move this to the couch?"

"You're probably getting uncomfortable eh? Sure hun. Here I'll get off you" Frank said, indeed climbing off of me.

I instinctively ground up when the contact disappeared.

"Hold on baby, Top or bottom?"

"I'm usually a bottom b-but I could try topping?"

"Oh thank god, I was really hoping you'd say bottom because I have something planned for you" Frank pushed me until my back hit the couch and slid down my jeans, luckily my boxers came with.

I was still a little self conscious so I hid my face in my hands.

I heard Frank's jeans hit the ground and a faint gasp.

"Baby what's wrong?" Frank touched my stomach and started rubbing it. Soothingly.

I removed my hands and smiled. "I'm not fully comfortable being naked around you"

Frank giggled climbing over me again. "You have a beautiful body Gerard"

He then moved his semi against mine causing fantastic friction.

"I'm going to make you feel so good" Franked said in a hushed tone

"But first, I need you to touch me"

I blindly nodded.

My eyes flew over to Frank's cock and once again, my mouth watered. He was bigger than I expected, it almost made me cum right then and there, fortunately I didnt.

"Here." Frank spoke softly, grabbing my hand and easing it down to his dick. "Just stroke it."
I wrapped my fingers around the base and slowly dragged my hand up the length of it, flicking my wrist when I got to the tip.

Frank let out a quiet little sigh and closed his eyes as I moved my hand, feeling him harden in my grip.

I felt my heart pound and I sped up my hand, stroking Frank roughly until he was completely hard.

"Thanks, now I'm going to prep you okay?"

I nodded once more taking my hand away from his length.

Frank sucked on two of his fingers and put them at my entrance.

"You can put them in."
Frank slipped his index finger inside and slowly worked it in and out, curling it a little to help
loosen me up.

"Should um... Should I kiss you?"

"Yeah, I fucking love your mouth." I murmured, yanking Frank's face back in for a deep and dirty kiss, twisting my tongue around Frank's as his finger worked in and out of him.

It was too little though. "More please" I groaned and Frank immediately obeyed sliding two more fingers in.

Suddenly pleasure shot up my body and I arched my back.

"Fuck Frank please just.. Get inside me"

Frank took his fingers out and wiped on the couch.

He was just about to push him until..

"Frank wait.. did you uh- d-did you bring a condom?"

"Shit, It's in my other pants. God I'm so sorry. Do you want me to go get one?"

"Oh god no! Just go slow at first okay?" I wrapped my arms around Frank's neck

"Of course."

-

"Just tell me when I can move" Frank finally said

"Just start now."

Frank nodded and kissed the corner of my mouth as he started to pull back out.

"Fuck, you're tight."

"Mmm." I mewed, pushing my hips down a little to meet Frank's thrusts. "Little deeper."

Frank snapped his hips and I whimpered, biting down on my lower lip as my thighs slightly trembled. "That your spot?" Frank smirked, starting to move in and out at a more steady pace.

I gave a weak little nod and moaned softly as Frank worked himself in and out of me, brushing my prostate every few seconds or so. "Harder. Don't hold back."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I like it kinda rough." I giggled, kissing Frank deeply as I felt him pulling back again.

Frank slammed into me and I swear I saw stars.

"Fuuuuck." I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut.

Frank was fucking good at this. Every time he thrusted, he made this little grunting sound that was just really turning me on. It was just so raw and primal like Frank was a complete animal.

My prostate was being hit with every thrust now and I wasn't sure if I could last much longer.

"I-I'm getting close." Frank panted. "Are you?"
"I sure am." I gasped,

Suddenly Frank reached between us and grabbed me almost like he wanted me to cum first

"Ohhh fuckkk." I moaned, my toes curling as Frank started to jack me off. "Yes, yes, yesss."

"God, Gerard" He grunted. "You're so fucking tight."

I wrapped my legs around Frank's hips and bit down on my fist to keep from screaming. The combination of Frank's cock and Frank's hand was too much for me to take anymore. My

body couldn't hold out. I moaned long and slow as I spilled my seed into Frank's hand my vision whiting out as little tingles of pleasure ran up my spine.

"Fuuuck, you're so fucking good. Holy shitt."
My muscles tightened around him and Frank bucked his hips one more time, getting in as deep as possible for when he climaxed. Riding out his orgasm, filling me up.

More cum spurted out of my softening dick from the over stimulation.

"Fuck just a little long-" I whined then stopped when I heard the front door open.

I'm sure Frank heard it to but all he did was lay on top of me. Kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Frank? Gerard?" I heard Mikey ask from behind the door

Since I knew what was going to happen i turned my face so i was kissing Frank properly

Then the door opened.

"FRANK AND GERARD?!" Mikey yelled covering his eyes and turning around.

Frank laughed into the kiss.

"I love you Gerard"


"I love you too Frank"

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