Taming of the Punk

"Michael?..."

Ryan said quietly against the older man's chest as he listened to his heartbeat.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything my love, anything."

Ryan tilted his face down, not wanting Michael to look at him as his face heated up.

"Have you ever...I mean...do you..."

He bit his lip hard...why was this so hard to speak about?

"Have I ever what my little Butterfly?"

Ryan swallowed thickly.

"T-touched yourself?"

"Touched myself?"

Michael thought of this for a moment and then it clicked.

"Oh! Oh, you mean...well um...I mean...uh..."

Of course he had, hell he went to Gerard when he got his first erection cause it scared him half to death. Once he explained what it was and told him how to deal with it well...that day Michael's respect for his big brother grew ten fold...although he was told never to do that in Gerard's salon. Ryan's face grew even redder. He'd upset Michael...he knew he should not have said anything.

"I am sorry. I should not have asked such a personal question."

He said, a lump in his throat.

"No no, well, we're both men, you are just a bit fairer than I so it should not be such a bother. Yes, yes I have."

Ryan looked up, eyes wide, eyebrows raised and cheeks cherry red.

"Oh...uh...alright..."

He swallowed again.

"You...you like it?"

"Do I...well, do you?"

Ryan shook his head.

"I've never but..."

He looked down, shame enveloping him.

"You never?"

Michael was trying to figure this out. Since he was 12 the problem plagued him. Ryan was three years more than that.

"No...mother told me when I was very young that it is very wrong, and that I must wait until I am wed."

Ryan swallowed, he could not wait for that...he looked up into Michael's eyes.

"I no longer feel the need to listen to her opinion, as she clearly has no interest in mine..."

He smiled shyly.

"Would you teach me?...teach me how it feels good?"

"Ryan."

Michael was in shock. Not in a bad way per say.

"I mean...are you sure?"

Ryan nodded.

"My heart is yours already...I want my body to be yours too."

"Ryan."

He gently turned the fragile boy toward him.

"I want whatever you want to give me and will ask nothing more."

"I want to give you all of me."

"Then I will accept it with all my heart."

Ryan smiled and leaned in slowly, his tongue darting out subconsciously to wet his lips. Michael did not mean to, but he pulled Ryan into his lap and kissed him soundly giving the boy no chance to ready himself for it. Ryan gasped, his hands going to Michael's shoulders.

"Sorry sorry, you must think me a monster."

Michael spoke into Ryan's skin as he trailed his lips from his mouth to his jaw and chin and down his neck. Ryan shook his head, fingers moving to tangle in the back of Michael's hair.

"Kiss me again?"

"With pleasure."

Michael smiled into his neck and then lifted his head and touched Ryan's lips softly.

"My beautiful Butterfly. Will you unfold your wings for me?"

Ryan giggled slightly.

"If you will tell me what to do, I will."

"Can you start by undressing for me."

Michael looked out at the glass of the conservatory. It was dark and no one was outside. He felt as if he had his Butterfly in the perfect habitat. Ryan swallowed. He was nervous, but he wanted this to happen.

"Alright."

He smiled sweetly as he removed his waistcoat and cravat, then began to unbutton his shirt, hesitantly revealing the pale skin beneath.

Gerard drank in the sight of the boy before him. His skin was pale and unblemished but with a light olive tone to it, betraying his Italian heritage.

"Beautiful."

He whispered out in awe as he trailed his hands softly over Frank's skin, raising goosebumps in their wake.

"May I?"

He asked, his hand pausing an inch from Frank's already hard and leaking member.

"Please, ah please touch me."

Frank had been so vocal while Gerard stripped away the last of his walls. He was now naked and open for the man, but unlike Gabriel who didn't remove anything other than his coat that day, Gerard was as naked as he was. They had kissed till Frank's lips were bruised and sore and yet he wanted more. Gerard laid his body across Frank covering every inch of him. Gerard wrapped his fingers around Frank's member.

"Like this my love?"

He teased, swiping his thumb over the tip.

"Yes, oh God yes."

Frank choked out his words. Gerard pressed his lips to the side of Frank's neck as he started to slowly work Frank's heated flesh. Frank fought hard to not used any expletives that he heard the servants using, but he found it hard to find words that described what he was feeling. They were not even on the bed but draped over the lounge. It felt decadent and slightly dirty, but he was enjoying it. Gerard sucked slightly on the skin below Frank's right ear as he ran his free hand up the younger boy's thigh to his hip, squeezing gently, and revelling in the noises this elicited.

"Please Gee, I want you to..."

He could hardly think as Gerard increased the pace on his shaft.

"What do you want my love...tell me, or I cannot oblige."

"I want to feel you inside of me."

"You are sure?"

Gerard asked one more time.

"I am sure."

Gerard nodded once, then moved his hand from Frank's hip to his mouth.

"Suck my fingers love, make them nice and wet for me please."

He presented three fingers to the younger man as his other hand left Frank's member, and gently pushed his legs further apart. Frank took them into his mouth and wrapped his tongue around them. Gerard still had not stopped stroking his cock. That alone was making his mouth water. After a minute, Gerard pulled his fingers free from between Frank's swollen, slick lips.

"Relax Frankie my love...this may hurt a little."

Gerard smiled apologetically as he moved his hand down between Frank's spread legs, and ran one fingertip teasingly around the tight, puckered entrance. Frank nodded and bit his lip as he felt the first finger slip through the barrier of his body.

It was blasphemy and Michael knew it, but Ryan looked like an angel right now, a wood nymph from a Mid Summer Nights Dream, or dare he say a God. He was on his knees in front of Michael and his hand was wrapped around his cock. Ryan insisted on touching him first so that he could watch his reactions. Right now his reaction was utter bliss as he stifled his wanton moans to try and keep some decorum. Ryan looked up at Michael through his lashes, seeing his eyes heavily lidded, and his mouth hung open. His face, neck, and chest were flushed. He moved his hand carefully but was gaining confidence with each stroke. He saw a drop of liquid at the tip of Michael's hard, heavy member...and wondered what it would taste like.

"Can I..."

He leaned in and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh God!"

Michael could not hold in the sound that emitted from his body. He sounded like a creature in heat. It was most unbecoming a gentleman. Ryan looked up quickly, his hand paused.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, God no, you..."

He was stuttering. His cock leaking even more precum from how turned on he was.

"Sh-should I do it again?"

Michael didn’t want to say his desires aloud; He didn't want to use the boy in front of him. Ryan huffed and frowned slightly; if Michael was not going to give him direction, then he would just have to work this out on his own.

The sounds Michael had made had not been through pain; Michael had said that much...so maybe they were through pleasure? Ryan decided to test that theory and leaned in, licking the tip again, his tongue pressing in more...the taste was strange, though not unpleasant. Michael threw his head back and cried out vulgarities.

"Fuck Ryan!"

He gripped the lounge so that he would not grab the boy. Now that was a sound of pleasure. Ryan smiled and licked again. A drop of the liquid ran down the shaft. Ryan licked it up, then decided that closing his lips around the tip would be more effective than chasing the drops...so he did. Michael was at a loss. He never knew anything could feel so good. He heard stories of course from school chums and his brother, but this, this was a piece of heaven. It had to be. Ryan ran his tongue around the tip in his mouth, then moved his head down an inch, afraid that Michael's length would slip out of his lips. His hips bucked, he didn't mean it, but they did and he heard the boy choke. Ryan pulled off to catch his breath but kept his fingers wrapped loosely around Michael's shaft.

"Ryan I..."

Michael had never been at such a loss for words.

"Kiss me please."

Ryan nodded, then sat up and leaned in to press his lips to Michael's. The kiss was sweeter than any confection that he had ever had, but there was something sinful, like the deep dark chocolate that Gerard once got from Spain. It clung to his tongue for days after it seemed, even though that was impossible. The taste of Ryan would cling to him in the same way.

"I want to touch you too."

"Please."

Ryan begged, though he really did not know what for. Michael moved away a bit so that his back was at the end of the lounge chair.

"Come, sit across my lap."

Ryan moved to do as Michael said.

"Perfect."

That was the only word to describe Ryan as he crawled along the brocade piece of furniture and then settled when Michael requested. Like an ivory statue perched upon a pedestal, but Michael was the pedestal instead. He raised his hand and carefully wrapped it around both their cocks.

"Oh, my..."

Ryan's voice rose an octave at the incredible sensation.

"L-Lord."

"Is it alright?"

Michael wanted to be sure not to cross boundaries without permission.

"Yes...oh yes M-Michael. It's...it's perfect..."

Ryan shivered, his eyes rolling back a little.

"Please don't stop?"

Michael smiles.

"I promise I won't."

"Ah, please Gee, so close now."

They had switch positions. While Frank enjoyed looking up at Gerard as he fucked him slow and sweet, he wanted to assert himself a bit so that he was not the failed damsel in distress. Now he was above his love, rotating his hips as he leaned on Gerard's chest meeting each thrust upward. Gerard had his hands on Frank's hips, carefully guiding him and revelling in the soft, warm skin beneath his fingers. He could not believe that this amazing creature was his...that he would get to hold him close always.

"I love you, Frankie..."

He shifted his hips slightly and thrust up at a different angle.

"Come on my love...I'm right here with you."

Explosions crossed his eyes as his body shuddered toward his completion. It was like dying and being born both at the same time. He cried, he begged, he wanted so much. Finally, it was too much to hold in and with an outcry, he came all over Gerard's hand. He fought his own exhaustion though and continued to grind down wanting to be the reason that Gerard met his own little death. Just two, three, four more thrusts and Gerard came with a long, deep moan, and Frank's name on his lips. He cried out, emptying himself inside his beautiful fiancé, then collapsing onto his back, chest heaving. He pulled Frank down to lay on his chest and wrapped his strong arms around him protectively, placing a kiss on his forehead.

"I love you, Frank."

"I love you too Gerard. I wish we could be together forever."

Frank felt himself drifting off safely wrapped in his arms.

"Are you good, do you need a drink?"

After they both came Michael carried Ryan to his room. He could care less about propriety now. He laid him in his bed tucking him into the sheets and watched Ryan quietly as he slumbered, running his fingers through his sweat soaked hair. Now Ryan was awake and Michael was worried that he had overstepped somehow. They did not fully engage in copulation, but still, it was more than he had done with anyone before. Ryan smiled, rubbing sleepily at his eyes.

"I do not need a drink..."

He snuggled against Michael's chest, breathing in his musky scent.

"I just need you to stay with me always."

"I will find a way, as God is my witness...well perhaps I should not want for God to witness me right now."

Ryan giggled.

"I do not know...maybe he would be more forgiving than you think."

"I suppose I mean we didn't...do anything that can't be...undone?"

Ryan's smile slipped and he pulled back a little.

"You...you want to undo this?"

He asked, his voice cracking as he felt like his throat was tightening up.

"No no no! I just...I'm glad I didn't...take something from you that you...can't get back...if you regretted it."

"I could never regret giving myself to you Michael. I want to."

Michael felt the tears at the corner of his eyes. He leaned in and kissed Ryan sweetly with every intention of showing him how he felt inside as he reached for the oil on the nightstand.

"Is it bad that I am hungry now?"

Frank was hiding under the covers with just his eyes peeking out, the dull pain in his backside finally subsiding, but the pain in his stomach getting worse.

Gerard smirked.

"And just what is my love hungry for, exactly?"

Frank blushed. He had shown Gerard just how well his cock fit in his mouth after they relaxed for a bit and then he let Gerard take him against the wall in the most scandalous way. Now Frank's worries had started.

"Do you think me a whore?"

He meant to answer Gerard's question, but that came out in its stead. Gerard's eyes widened in horror...he had not meant that at all.

"My love no!..."

He swallowed heavily, taking Frank's hands in his beneath the covers and pulling them up to softly kiss his fingertips.

"I would never think that of you. You are beautiful, sweet, and you have a pure heart. I could no more think you a whore than I could think you a vampire..."

He leaned in and softly kissed Frank's nose.

"And if either of us is a vampire..."

He moved to Frank's left ear and nipped gently at the lobe.

"It would be me."

Frank giggled, he could not help it.

"It has been a long time since I felt like this. Sure of myself and my decisions."

He turned to Gerard and touched his face softly.

"I made a good one in you."

Frank's stomach decided to join the conversation at that point. Gerard smiled.

"And I am so glad that you did...now, let us get some food in your belly...strawberries?"

"Summer strawberries sound heavenly. Ryan and I sit in the garden and eat them sometimes."

"Then let us dress, and head downstairs."

Gerard moved off of the bed and held his hand out to help Frank up.

Frank started to get up and winced.

"I think I should remain here a little longer."

Gerard laughed lightly then picked up his britches and pulled them on. He then crossed to the bed and leaned down to press a kiss to Frank's lips.

"Then I will be back my love...with strawberries, fresh cream and powdered sugar...and a nightcap maybe?"

"That sounds *yawn* amazing, oh excuse me."

Frank blushed. Gerard smiled as he ran the tip of his thumb over Frank's jaw.

"It is quite alright beautiful, just rest, and I will return shortly."

Frank made a noise of happiness and then snuggled into the sheets and closed his eyes.

"I fear I was too much for you."

Michael is still upset about the tears that fell from Ryan's eyes in the beginning of it all. Even though they are long since dried, the guilt is still fresh.

"No no Michael...you made it wonderful for me."

Ryan stroked Michael's cheek.

"So wonderful...but now I am hungry, would you fetch us something to eat...please?"

"I think we have some strawberries from the garden and perhaps something medicinal for the pain?"

Ryan smiled.

"That sounds perfect...hurry back?"

Michael pulled his night shirt over his head. He kissed Ryan sweetly and then left his room. He closed the door and bumped into someone else in the hallway.

"I am so sorry, please forgive me, I was not watching where I was going...Gee?"

Gerard raised an eyebrow at his brother.

"So, we both are headed to fetch sustenance, I take it?"

"I uh..."

Michael didn't know how he felt about Gerard knowing what he did.

"Ryan is...um..."

Gerard put a hand on Michael's shoulder to still him.

"I understand, you do not need to explain."

He smiled softly.

"Frank is hungry right now too. Shall we?"

He indicated the staircase that lead down to the kitchens.

Michael looks at his brother with adoration.

"Yes, that sounds like a good idea."

They both headed down the stairs to their destination.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's you?

So that finally happened...Thoughts?

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