Taking a deep breath, I stood up and slowly walked over to the closet; stopping when my eyes met Gerard's.
He did not look happy.


"Into the closet you go, Frankie."
Gerard's gaze did not leave mine for a second as I slowly backed into the closet with my heart pounding. He literally looked mad enough to tear me to pieces limb from limb without thinking twice, and I wasn't sure being locked into a closet for 7 minutes would help.
If I wanted to make it out alive, I could still run.
Just as I was thinking about sprinting away, Gerard stepped in after me and closed the door; shutting us into the small closet space with minimal light to show his blazing eyes.
Heart pounding, I stood as far away from him as I could and felt my palms start to pool with sweat. Gerard still hadn't said anything, and I couldn't tell if that was bad news or good news. He was still looking at me with the same, angry expression and I whimpered quietly. "Gerard..."
I wanted to tell him how sorry I was, and that I was all his. I wanted him to hold me and tell me I am a good boy like he sometimes does when I cooperate. I wanted him to tell me I am beautiful and look at me with admiration in his eyes.
I did not want to be given the death glare I am recieving now.
"Gee-"
All of a sudden my knees collapsed and I sunk to the ground. "G-Gee I'm s-sorry."
It was as if the guilt was actually weighing me down, and pushing me to the floor as I looked up into his beautiful hazel eyes. "P-please-" I held my hand out to him and was not surprised when he barely even looked at it.
"Were you a good boy, Frankie?" Gerard finally spoke and I almost sighed in relief. "No, Gee I was a bad boy." I whimpered quietly again and grabbed his hand in both of my own. "I l-love you. Only you. I p-promise," I sobbed; tears pooling out of my eyes and dripping down my cheeks.
My heart was thudding painfully and I could feel my legs shaking even though I wasn't standing. I just wanted him to forgive me even if I really didn't deserve it...
All of a sudden my the back of my head hit the floor and a tongue was pressed into my mouth. I gasped as Gerard's mouth moved forcefully against mine and he nibbled and bit down on my lips harshly.
All guilt washed away as I wrapped my arms around Gerard's neck and moaned loudly; opening my mouth and letting him kiss me. He tasted so damn good even after a couple beers, and I couldn't resist enjoying how yummy his lips were.
He sat up and pulled me with him, so I crawled into his lap and wrapped my legs around his waist. One hand moved to cup my cheek while the other made it's way to my bum as he deepened the kiss. I was in heaven right now, kissing him was seriously an out of this world experience and I felt so lucky.
"Frankie-"
Gerard broke the kiss to look at me with his dark, unreadable eyes. "Who's the only person who gets to kiss you?" "Y-you-" I croaked back without hesitation; guilt starting to fill me again as I slowly leaned in to kiss him again. "Only you, G-Gee I promise."
"That's right."
In an instant Gerard had me pinned against the closet door, which made a loud slamming noise in protest. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as his hands held my wrists down by my sides.
"Only I can kiss you. And don't you forget it."

Notes

Whoops it's short and it sucks, sorry guys...

-Franky

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