Frerard One-Shot Book

When I walked into my and Gerard's hotel room, back from buying some snacks for the few days we were going to stay in this city. I heard Ray's voice. "You guys are so cheesy."
"It's disgusting sometimes. You don't have to make out in front of us all the time. I get it on stage, we're all against homophobia, but you are almost banging next to us. Or at least keep it quiet." Mikey.
"He's right in that, you're too noisy. We need sleep too." Bob said.
"You're just jealous because I've got someone like Frank." This was Gerard, making a smile creep across my face as well as a light pink made its way up my cheeks.
I placed the two small bags with snacks on the counter of the room's small kitchen and walked over to the guys.
"What the actual fuck is going on in here?" I asked, chuckling.
"Oh look who's back." Mikey rolled his eyes sarcastically. "I better leave now, you're going to start with your couple stuff again and I don't want to hear a thing." He stood up from the chair in the corner of the room and walked past me, leaving the room with Bob following close behind him. I presumed they were going to be in their own rooms.
"What's up with them?" I turned back to Ray and Gerard, who were trying not to laugh. "What?" I frowned.
"Mikey heard you guys last night. Well we all did." Ray let out, placing his hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh.
"What?!" My eyes widened but after a few seconds I started laughing too, still a bit embarrassed. "Oh my, God. This is your fault, Gerard."
"I know, that's kinda the point." My boyfriend smirked.
"This is were things are heating up, I better go too." Ray said in a teasing voice. "I'm going to be in my room, in case you need anything, but I guess you're okay." He laughed, walking out the door.
Gerard locked the door once Ray shut it behind him and turned to me, his eyes bright.
"I love to annoy Mikey." He smiled. "And I also love you, so you know what I'm going to do?" He walked over to me, placing his hands on my waist.
I stood on my toes, closing the few inches of space between us, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. It started off slowly, but intense. We started to get more into it and I lifted off his black t-shirt. He struggled with his pants until he took them off, leaving him completely naked before me, still fully dressed. I bit my lip, dropping to my knees in front of him, going straight to the point.
I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking slowly before placing my lips over the tip. I got him halfway in my mouth and used my tongue to tease the side of his member, causing him to let out a low groan. I was semi-hard, feeling myself grow full size with every sound coming out of Gerard's mouth.
He pushed forwards, making me gag and I pulled away, breathing heavily.
"Shit, sorry." Gerard panted, running his fingers through my dark locks of hair.
I shook my head, as if saying it was okay, and took him in again, deeper this time. I closed my eyes, a moan making its way up my throat, sending vibrations.
"Fuck," Gerard gasped, pulling softly at my hair. "Stop."
I pulled away, opening my eyes and looking up at him, half confused, half curious. My face felt hot and my vision hazy. Gerard offered me his hand, helping me up. My legs shook a little due to the position I was in. He pressed me against the wall, rubbing his hips against mine and a embarrassing sound escaped my lips when the denim of my jeans rubbed against my member. He kissed me roughly, and whispered in my ear.
"Bed. Now." He asked urgently.
I took off my clothes and lay on my back on the bed, and Gerard climbed on top of me, holding himself up with his hands. His lips found mine once again, and when the kiss ended, he whispered, "I want you to be loud, I want everyone around to hear us."
I nodded feverishly, my hands on his neck, pulling him down for another kiss. He complied, and then went lower to kiss my neck. His next attack went to my chest.
"Loud," he whispered, and rubbed his teeth gently against my nipple. My back arched off the bed, a shrill gasp coming out of my lips. "Louder," he repeated the action on the other nub, giving it attention with his tongue too. I couldn't help the low moan I let out, my hips raising up, wanting to press them against something. Needing some sort of contact.
All of a sudden, his tongue left my chest and I immediately protested. He stood up from the bed and went over to his backpack, looking for something.
"No, what are you doing?" I grunted.
He ignored me and came back with the bottle of lube in his hand.
He prepared me with his fingers. It didn't take long, since this was not the first time we did this. One of the things I loved about him was that, no matter what, he took his time to prepare me, not wanting to hurt me in any way. Now he was going to apply lube to his hardened member, but I stopped him, sitting up.
"Let me," I gave him a small smile and he nodded. I ran my hand up and down, covering him with lube. Gerard closed his eyes and made a sound at the back of his throat. When my hand stopped touching him, his eyes reopened and pushed me down onto the bed softly.
His tip entered me, and the rest of him followed short after, but going slow. I could feel his balls against my skin, and I waited for him to move on.
"Remember, loud." Gerard murmured against my shoulder, and eventually sped up, and I was sure we were making too much noise. I got louder when he brushed against my prostate, meeting his thrusts with my hips. I felt his lips on my neck, sucking hard, and knew there was going to be a mark tomorrow morning
"I'm going to- please." I moaned nonsense, knowing he'd understand me.
With a moan of his part, his hand was around me, pumping fast, still kissing my neck and at times licking at my collarbones and the tattoos on my chest. I tried to hold back to prolong the moment, but after a few moments it was impossible and I was shaking with intense pleasure, coming on his hand and on my stomach. He reached his climax seconds after I did, panting harshly. I felt him come inside of me as I tried to calm my breathing.
He pulled out slowly and I let out a groan, my body oversensitive. Gerard's body was beside me on the bed now, his arms snaking around my waist, pulling me close to his body and kissing me tenderly.
"Goodnight, love you." He whispered against my hair and kissed my forehead.
I sighed happily, closing my eyes. The both of us were almost asleep, waiting for tomorrow morning so we could see our bandmate's reactions, especially Mikey.
"Night, Gee. Love you too." I smiled with my head on his chest.

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