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A Chemically Weird Romance

A Chemically Weird Romance ch 8

"Gerard." Frank says smiling.
"Yes, Frank?"
"You know you are my absolute favorite person in the world."
"I am well aware."
"Good." He says with this adorable smile.
Frank and I have been dating for a little while now. 5 months to be exact. Six months friendship five months dating. I guess you could say we rushed the whole thing. Though, I don't think so. I think it was all perfect timing.
"We have to get ready for breakfast." I groan.
"Damn it," Frank says. "I just want to spend some time with my handsome boyfriend." I smile, blushing at the compliment. I've never blushed but when it comes to Frank I can't help myself. I pull off my shirt exposing myself to Frank. Frank just stares, amazed. Amazed, how so? I don't know. As I was about to slip on my shirt I feel a touch on my shoulder.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard." Frank says. I freeze. What the hell do you say in situations like this? Yea, go ahead. Oh, no, that's my job. What in the hell do I say?
"Uh, nice." I say. I face palm my face realizing how stupid I sounded.
Frank smirked knowing I was nervous, he had full control now.
"God, I sound so stupid." I say mumbling.
"It's ok, this is your first time."
"And this isn't yours."
"So?"
"What if I'm not good enough for you?"
"You'll always be good enough for me, baby." I smile. This is my Frank.
•Frank's POV•
I flip him over to look at me.
"We can skip breakfast." I say smiling.
"Frank, then I will be hungry." He says groaning.
"Gerard," I whine.
"Frank," he whines.
"Please."
"After breakfast?" He asks.
"No, I wanted to—"
"Oh."
"Just forget it."
"No,"
"No, Gerard, you didn't want to do it a couple minutes ago so we won't do it now."
"Fine." He grumbles.
We eat breakfast. I have cereal while Gerard has pancakes. I personally don't like pancakes.
We go back to Gerard's room and lay down on the bed.
"Lock the door." I whisper into his ear. He goes to lock the door and looks up at me. Yes, I know I told him we wouldn't do it but I can't help myself.
"Kiss me." I say, well, command. He kisses me.
"Do you?" I ask.
"Yes." He says. I pull on the hem of his t-shirt and he does the same.
"I love you so much." I murmur into his ear. I see chills forming on his arms and it reminds me of the time I flirted with him in class.
"I love you too." Gerard says.
I unbuckle his belt and pull his pants off along with the boxers. I continue to kiss him until we are both naked.
"Gerard, you don't—"
"I want to."
I lay him on the bed and continue to kiss him. I take advantage of the kisses we share since I feel as if our lips were made for each other's. As if his lips were designed to fit mine perfectly and vise versa. I turn him around and thrust myself into him. He groans. I have never felt more nervous about sex in my life. To me, sex is sex. It's how children are made when two people of opposite sexes have sex. Maybe it was because to me this wasn't sex. It wasn't fucking. It wasn't a one night stand of some sort. It wasn't anything near that. It was making love. It was a time where I can be fully connected to Gerard and where he can be fully connected to me. It was a time where we can share our compassion towards each other. Where we could show our love in a way only some will understand. It was a time to treasure.
"You are so beautiful." I say looking at him.
"But you are way more beautiful than me." Gerard says.
"Not true, you are the most beautiful person I have ever met." He smiled. I thrusted into him again. I kissed him on his neck compassionately once again.
"I will always treasure every moment I have with you." I say as I release.
"I treasure every moment I get to be with you and see you." He says smiling as he releases as well.
This wasn't just a thing because we were both horny. We had sex, well, made love, because we loved each other to the point where we were both willing to physically show it. Cliché I know, but after I've met Gerard cliché doesn't seem half that bad.
I wrote this listening to romance songs XD I'm not the romantic type of person so don't ask me how I am even writing this book. I think this chapter shows about how romantic I can get. It's not very romantic as you can tell. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapters. Gotta go, bye.

Notes

I wrote this listening to romance songs XD I'm not the romantic type of person so don't ask me how I am even writing this book. I think this chapter shows about how romantic I can get. It's not very romantic as you can tell. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapters. Gotta go, bye. By the way, I'm sorry if this book seems rushed. This is my first fanfic and I'm not sure exactly how to write one so I'm trying my best. Bare with me!

Comments

This story is done?

Thatonefriend Thatonefriend
10/11/18

@Hesitant_Killjoy_With_A_Raygun
Thank you!

@Electric Siren
Well, good luck with your last year of high school!

Aaaaaand my heart
i googled Heirate mich

Electric Siren Electric Siren
6/22/16

Im on chapter eleven and have used google translate more in the last 25 minutes
then I have in three (starting the fourth in August) years of high school

Electric Siren Electric Siren
6/22/16