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Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours

Chapter Eighteen

Bandit’s room was looking amazing. Or at least the walls. The pastel pink that I was so scared of us is actually perfect. It’s going to look so pretty with the-
“What the fuck!” I felt something wet touch my face. I reach my hand up to my cheek, and then look at my hand. Pink paint. “Frank, what the fuck are you doing?”
“Well, we just have so much paint leftover, I didn’t want to waste it!”
“So you paint me?!”
“Exactly.”
I take my hand and aim for Frank’s hair, he dodged, but I get his chin instead.
“HEY! Not the hair! That’s precious cargo!” Frank exclaims.
I laugh at this. “God, you’re definitely the girl in this relationship.”
“Last time I checked, you like my dick in your ass 9 out 10 times.”
“Mmm, that sounds good.” I practically moan.
Suddenly there’s two arms that snake around my waist. I smirk.
“Not in Bandit’s room. C’mon.” Frank says as he starts to pull me across the hall to the bedroom. He pushes me on the bed. “Naked.” He states as he begins to remove his clothes quickly. I do the same kind of disappointed that Frank didn’t do it himself. The disappointment is short lived when he climbs on top of me and I feel his dick hit mine and moan out, getting hard quickly. Frank claims my mouth, dominating my tongue with his before he makes his way down my body. He licks down my chest, stopping to suck on my nipples. I moan underneath him.
He’s soon down to my dick, licking stipes up and down it. He pulls my knees up to where they’re bent and grabs a pillow, placing it under the small of my back. What is he doing, he’s never been like this before.
I find my answer soon enough.
I feel something wet and warm at my entrance, partly thinking it’s just his finger, but then the smooth creature runs over my hole before darting in. I moan and back my hips into the sensation, looking down and moaning at what I see.
Frank’s face is buried in between my legs.
Frank’s tongue is in my ass.
Frank’s eating me out.
“What-“ I begin, my words coming out in moans as he digs his tongue inside me deeper.
“Shh, baby. You taste so good.” He mumbles, returning to his work.
“Frank..” I moan out. Frank starts lick over my hole while spreading my cheeks apart. He shoves his tongue in a couple of times, making me buck my hips into this face.
“You like me fucking you with my tongue?” Frank’s voice is low, seductive.
“Yes, baBY.” I scream out as two fingers replace his tongue.
I see Frank smirk before he sinks his mouth down onto my dick.
He’s scissoring me fast, fucking me with fingers as I thrust into his mouth violently. I could cum like this.
“Fuck, Frankie, fuck me. I need your cock now.”
Frank stops everything, sliding his mouth off my cock and fingers out of my ass.
He sits up and positions himself at my entrance, all I get is a smirk before frank is filling me up and I’m moaning like a cheap whore.
He starts out slow, and I’m quite thankful considering his spit can only do so much for lube. I’m moaning and mewling under him.
“Gee, baby.” I hear Frank moan and I know he won’t be able to take the slow much longer. I push back on him moaning his name, trying to tell him he can speed up now. He gets the hint. Frank’s next thrust is hard and he hits my prostate dead on. He continues to thrust hard and fast, brushing my prostate every time, making me scream out his name.
All I hear is skin on skin and my name slipping from Frank’s name as he pounds into the bed. It doesn’t take long and I feel the warm sensation in my stomach.
“Frank, I’m close.” I moan out and frank grunts in response. A few more thrust and he starts hitting my prostate with all his power. I feel myself let go and I decorate my stomach with my cum, screaming out a string of profanities. It’s not long and I feel frank fill me up and his cum acting as a lube as he trust into me a few more times, riding out our orgasms.
He collapse beside me, pulling out. I get the craving to taste him and reach down to the cum leaking out of my ass and swipe some up, sticking my finger in my mouth, sucking on it hard. I hear frank moan beside me and turn to look at him. I smirk and swipe some cum off my stomach and put my finger to his lips, he opens his mouth obediently, sucking my finger.
“You’re so fucking hot.” Frank pants.
I just smirk at him before curling into his side. It’s about 9 at night, so I suppose we can get some sleep. Frank has to be work in the morning, and I could use an early start.
I wake up alone. Frank’s not in bed beside me, but seconds after noticing I smell coffee. It’s noon. I smile and slide out of bed feeling well rested. I grab a pair of boxers out of the drawer and put them on, walking towards the kitchen. Frank’s standing there with the same attire as me, and two steaming mugs sitting in front of him.
A smirk plays at his lips and I go to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and him wrapping his around my waist. I kiss him. “You were great last night, baby.” I tell him, he smiles and I continue. “You’re gonna have too.. Uh-“
“Eat your ass more often?” Frank cuts me off.
“Yes. That.” I smile. He smirks and kisses me again. “We’re whores.” I add.
“Yeah, two nights in a row. Almost three.”
“Frankie!” I shout.
He just laughs and we drink our coffees, talking about life.
Frank tells me he woke up from the doorbell around 9 this morning, it was the rest of Bandit’s furniture being delivered. Frank, out of his boredom, put the crib and all the other furniture together. We spend the rest of the early afternoon arranging Bandit’s room. We finally get to hang up clothes, and put toys out, along with bottles, diapers and other things we’ll need for her. By the time it’s done, I can’t stop smiling. Me and Frank just hold each other in the door way, smiling and checking out every inch of the room. Bandit’s room is done. Covered in pastel pink cartoon monkey’s.
The doorbell sounds, taking me out of my trance.
Frank is the first to start walking towards the door and I follow suit. He looks at me with a confused face. I just shrug. I was not expecting who was at the door.
“Mom.” Frank whispers.
“Hi, baby.” Linda coos.
“What are you doing here?” I speak up, sounding soft. We don’t hate her.
“I came to… to apologize. And ask permission to be a grandmother.” Frank’s mouth spreads into a grin at her words. She smiles back, and then I smile.
“Yes, mom! Of course! I’m so glad you came around!” Frank yells, wrapping his mother in a hug.
“Now, Frankie… I…” Frank lets her go.
“What?”
“I just want you to know that I’m still not the happiest with this situation. I hope you can understand that. I feel like you haven’t been with Gerard long enough, but I know you love him and stepping up to a position you don’t have to be in. And I’m proud. And if you’re calling the child your child, I would like to call it my grandchild.” She then looks at me. “And I don’t blame you, Gee.” I smile at this.
“I know mom, thank you. Thank you. And it’s a her.” Frank beams. Linda’s face spreads in to a huge grin.
“What’s she going to be called?” She ask.
“Bandit Lee Way-Iero.” I tell her. Her smiles grows wider.
“That’s beautiful.” She whispers.
Frank grabs her wrist, “C’mon, ma! Come see her room! We finished it today!” Frank practically yanks his mother down the hall and into Bandit’s room. He shows her everything and her smiles stays glued to her face. I carefully watch Frank, he’s so excited. Something’s been wrong lately, just slightly, and I think it was him not speaking to his mom. I’m so glad she’s on board now.
“I can’t stay, but visit soon, okay?” Linda ask Frankie. Frank nods. “Oh, and because I was selfish, I wasn’t able to get Bandit anything. So, here.” She hands out a small envelope. Frank takes it and opens it. I put my head on his shoulder to see the package. It’s a 200 dollar gift card to babies-r-us.
“Mom, I can’t take this. This is a lot of money.”
“Well, to bad. There gift cards are non-refundable.” She smirks.
Frank accepts the card and thanks his mom a million times. After a few final hugs, she leaves. And Frank is left smiling like an idiot.
“Now.” Frank says once we’re seated on the couch.
“What?” I ask.
“Now. Everyhtings perfect.” I smile at this. And lean into his side.

Notes

whoa. i just wrote some dirty shit.
SORRY FOR THE WAIT. COLLEGE KEEPS ME BUSY.
i also had writers block, hints why this is just a smutty filler. but i now have the rest of the story outlined by chapter. including the next chapter written which i will upload tomorrow!
please let me know what you think of the story so far! thanks for reading! stay lovely!

Comments

Late but that was a fucking amazing epilogue <3

there goes my heart. i didnt want it to end

Although short, this epilogue still manages to do the story justice. I really love it and thought it was very sweet. It was a pleasure getting to know you as you wrote this, and to hear your thoughts on what direction you wanted to take it and how that affected you. You'll always be a very good friend of mine and maybe we'll talk again someday. Either way, I'm very proud of you for finishing this, even through all stress of school and the future. Good luck on your art and whatever else you've decided to do. I believe in you (we all do)! :))

Excited for the epilogue!
And it's okay.
Things get better eventually.
I hope they do for you soon!

i don't want drama a good wedding and a honeymoon would be awesome
but its still up to you
btw its sooo cute