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If You Marry Me, Would You... (Frerard)

Chapter 15

They walked into the store, Gerard immediately spotting the 21 year-old girl behind the counter, with her smooth white skin, bright green eyes and straight hair, her black lip ring glistening in the soft light of the record store.

You could see her thin curves showing beyond the dark military undershirt she was wearing, along with her pair of ripped jeans. She had several tattoos stretching along her right arm, and one on her collarbone, hiding partly underneath the fabric of her clothes.

It wasn't hard to guess she was Bob's little sister. They had the same hair color, same features. The only difference was that Livvie smiled more often.

"Gerard!" She exclaimed happily, breaking her position of resting her head on her hand as the other one tapped the counter with her black-painted fingernails.

"Livs!" The older man said, his smile widening, and he walked over to hug the young lady through the counter. Frank followed behind. "Jesus Christ, Livs," Gerard continued, "Fucking February. You can't walk around with that undershirt. You might get sick."

"My jacket's behind the counter. I took it off because the store has a better temperature. How are you sweetie?" She asked cheerfully.

"Great. I'm glad you're back in town. I missed you so much."

"Aww, I missed you too, beautiful," she said, and then smiled brightly at the second man. "Who's the cute guy?"

"Oh, this is Frank," Gerard said as he reached out and wrapped his arm around the younger's shoulder, pulling him closer.

"Nice to meet you," Livvie said and shook his hand, and Frank smiled at her. "Are you a friend of Gerard?"

"He's my boyfriend, actually," the elder said.

Frank looked at Livvie for her reaction. Her face seemed to shift into an unreadable expression, and then into another, frowning briefly before smiling widely again.

"Oh. That's great! You haven't had a boyfriend in a while now..." she trailed off slightly at the end of her sentence.

"Yeah..."

Both Gerard and Livvie scratched the back of their head, somewhat awkwardly.

Frank frowned slightly. There was something he didn't know.

"So, how long have you guys been together?" The young girl changed the subject before anyone else could say anything.

"A few weeks now," Gerard replied. Livvie nodded in approval, about to ask Frank something, until she eventually gave it up.

Gerard knew what it was that she wanted to ask.

"Frank is a human," he said simply. The girl looked up at him, surprised, but not in a bad manner. Just... surprised.

"Well, that's new," she smiled eventually. "You never dated a human."

"Yeah. He's special though," Gerard said and pulled Frank closer, and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"I bet he is," Livvie said. "So, did you guys come to help me out?"

"Yes," Frank said, "Bob talked to me. We'd love to help you."

"Cool," the girl smiled and flicked some of her long hair out of her face pale face. "You can start by helping me tidy those new records we got on the shelves. There's a lot of them, and therefore it's going to take a while. Later I have some dusting to do, so I'll let you guys have a break. Sounds good?"

The two men nodded, and they all turned to start the day off.

xoxoxoxo

Frank really liked Livvie. She was so cute and funny, always made clever comments about stuff, recommended new albums, showed him around, let him clean the guitars. She was great.

Livvie was also very nice. Frank was glad she didn't make it awkward when she let the two men take a break for about fifteen minutes, and returned to find them making out heatedly on the counter, Gerard standing between Frank's open legs with his tongue down the younger's throat while his ass was being grasped, both of them moaning.

All she said was "you could take a few more minutes to yourself and then head back to work if you want", but they declined the offer with a blushed apology and quickly returned to the quiet shelf tidying.

The day continued on well afterwards, too. Gerard and Frank stumbled into the small apartment, nearly dropping the Hazelnut Latte they brought from Starbucks as they tried to hold each other as close as possible.

They ended up drinking each other's coffee before sitting down on the couch and watching some movie that started playing on a random channel.

At the end of the movie, Frank was pretty tired, cuddled up on Gerard's lap, slowly drawing patterns on the man's shoulder with his thumb.

They laid in silence, each in his own thoughts, until Frank decided to speak up.

"Can you sing to me again?" He asked quietly. "I liked your voice a lot last time you did it."

"Of course," the elder replied and pressed a kiss to the top of Frank's head before trying to think of something he could sing to Frank that the younger would like.

Eventually he started on the first song that came into his mind.

'Going out tonight,

changes into something red,

her mother doesn't like that kind of dress,

everything she never had she's showing off.

Driving too fast,

moon is breaking through her hair,

she's heading for something that she won't forget,

having no regrets is all that she really wants.

xoxoxoxo

We're only getting older, baby,

and I've been thinking about it lately.

Does it ever drive you crazy,

just how fast the night changes?

Everything that you've ever dreamed of,

disappearing when you wake up.

But there's nothing to be afraid of,

even when the night changes,

it will never change me and you.'

xoxoxoxo

Frank smiled against the older man's chest, letting out a small chuckle.

"What?" Gerard murmured quietly as he tucked a strand of hair behind the younger's ear.

"That was One Direction you sang," he replied.

"And?"

The younger giggled. "That's really gay."

"So are you." Gerard said and kissed the boy's head.

"Yeah, but I don't listen to One Direction."

"You recognized the song."

"Screw you."

The younger turned his head up and leaned in to connect his lips with the older's.

Gerard immediately moaned into the kiss and cupped Frank's face, opening his mouth in invitation for the other's tongue.

The younger shifted above the vampire, positioning himself to where he was lying between the man's legs, as they kept kissing, Gerard's fingers laced inside the dark strands of Frank's hair, and Frank's hands slipping under his shirt, teasing him.

Their tongues danced together, sliding and rolling against each other as they moaned each other's names.

Frank's hips then went by their own accord and grinded down on Gerard. The two men cried out and threw their heads back, before turning back to the kissing, as the older man grabbed the back of Frank's thighs to help his movement against him.

"Shit," Gerard groaned when the younger pulled away from the kiss and trailed his tongue down Gerard's neck, searching for someplace special he hadn't found yet.

After a short while of searching, he discovered a certain spot, right underneath Gerard's jawline. It tasted amazing, and the color was slightly different than the rest of the skin.

"Uh.........." he heard the man below him moaning, clawing at his back to pull him closer, and that's when he definitely knew he was onto something.

He smirked at the gasp Gerard made when he pressed his tongue into the spot, and suddenly bit down on it, hard, practically eating the other's neck.

"UH FUCK!" Gerard exclaimed with surprise, and the jump his body gave sent the two of them rolling to the floor with a thud.

"Shit Gerard. What the hell was that?" Frank asked, surprised and confused, as he rubbed his head where it came in contact with the kitchen floor.

"Sorry, you just... startled me. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." Frank chuckled. "It was actually pretty funny."

"Yeah," Gerard laughed, "It was."

They slowly stood up, clinging to each other in a quiet hug, as they fixed each other's hair.

After that they simply stayed in silence, in the middle of the kitchen, the elder's hands rubbing Frank's back slowly, and the younger's hands gently exploring the curves of his torso.

"You're beautiful," Frank murmured.

"Not as half as you are," Gerard whispered and tangled his fingers in the other man's hair.

The two men looked in each other's eyes, seeing as they twinkled at the sight of the person in front of them.

They were drowning in beauty. It was mesmerizing.

Frank studied every curve and scar, every sign of tension and exhaustion, every hair and every patch of skin.

It all seemed just perfect to him. Especially when he skimmed his fingers over a small scar that stretched across Gerard's cheek. You could only see it from up close, and Frank definitely noticed it now.

Gerard kept his gaze fixed on the younger's face as the other ran his fingers gently over his face, trying to figure out what was going through his mind.

Did he notice all the imperfections in Gerard's face? What did he think about them? What if he thought less of Gerard when he was looking at all those scars and marks from the past? What if-

There were lips on his.

Soft, pink, tender, slow, gentle, loving lips, pushing steadily against his own, relaxing him, making him melt completely under the other's touch.

Frank pulled away just a little, his breath still hot on Gerard's skin.

"I can sense that you're nervous," he whispered, his eyes still shut.

Gerard gasped and pulled Frank in for another kiss. Frank moaned as he beckoned Gerard over to the nearest wall and pressed him against it.

The elder whimpered quietly and tugged Frank's face closer, and the younger wrapped his arms around vampire's waist.

They kissed for long minutes, slowly enjoying the company and contact.

Frank's hands experimentally reached to squeeze the elder's ass, just to see his reaction again, which was pretty satisfying.

"Frank..." he whined and pushed the younger's face into his own neck, moaning as the pair of lips pressed to his skin, a hot wet tongue darting out to taste him, and he thought he was going to melt.

As he felt two hands creeping underneath his shirt and sliding up his back, he moaned in relaxation and simply allowed Frank to take control over him.

The younger's mouth traveled down to his collarbone, then to his covered chest, and from there he only went south, where Gerard's shirt was already lifted, and Frank kissed across his lower stomach, sucking on his hipbone and causing the elder to whine.

Frank's lips edges slightly lower, his bottom lip grazing the belt of the other's jeans, and he carefully reached to unbuckle it, while keeping his lips on Gerard's skin, kissing and licking wherever he could reach.

The older man was panting at this point, his cheeks flush and his mouth hanging open. His eyes were pressed shut and his nails dug into the wall behind him. His breath hitched sharply when he suddenly felt Frank's hot breath on his crotch, his jeans suddenly pulled down to his knees, leaving only his tight boxers as a barrier between Frank's mouth and Gerard's leaking cock.

"Jesus..." he whispered when the younger put his hands on the elder's thighs and began sucking on his dick through his boxers. "God. Frank, please," he whined needily.

Frank shushed him in response and slowly pulled Gerard's boxers down, letting them slide over his pale skin, discovering more and more until his erection sprung free, slapping against his stomach, and Frank just couldn't help but wrap his hand around it and give it a few pumps.

He looked up for Gerard's reaction from his place on his knees. The older man's face was scrunched up in pleasure, his lower lip trapped under his teeth, a deep blush covering his face, soft moans leaving him from time to time.

He was fucking beautiful.

Frank couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to see and feel Gerard break again.

It was strange. He couldn't quite place why it was happening. The urge to make Gerard cum was like a drug to him. Somehow the sounds of the older man giving up into the halo of pleasure and the pounding shocks of orgasm were things Frank wouldn't trade for the world.

The elder just seemed... different. He wasn't sure in which way, but he wanted it, he so desperately wanted to see it.

And he needed it to be now.

Slowly, Frank averted all of his attention to the thing in front of him, which throbbed and pulsed in his hand, craving for attention.

He wrapped his warm lips around the tip and began sucking, making sure to hold Gerard's hips in place in case he decided to buck forward.

"Uh, yes!" Gerard cried as Frank dug his tongue into the slit before steadily taking more and more of him in his mouth, until he somehow made it all the way to the other's balls.

Gerard's eyes rolled back into his head at the sensation. Holy shit, no one has ever deep throated him this well before. Frank's lips were so tight and caring around him, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body, putting him in a complete bliss.

Somehow Frank could just make him feel that way. It felt so amazing because the boy meant so much to him.

There was only one person who ever gave him such good blowjobs, he remembered, but that would be the last person he needed or wanted on his mind right now.

No. There was only Frank today. Only Frank and his magical mouth around Gerard's member, sliding up and down steadily, making the elder moan as he watched himself disappear between the younger's lips, and suddenly he threw his head back against the wall.

"Fuck," he panted out.

Frank moaned around him. Gerard felt all his nerves twitching at that, and he let out one of the loudest whimpers he ever made in his life.

His hands went to hold onto the younger's hair, and he helped his movement on Gerard, making the older see stars.

"Frank, shit, I'm... Frank please..." he whined. Frank knew what it was, and he took the head back between his lips, on of his hands coming to stroke Gerard's length quickly, twisting his wrist around it and carefully speeding up until Gerard screamed and shot his seed into the younger's mouth.

Frank moaned around him again at the string of noises and choked off words that left the other man's throat, as he felt Gerard's whole body shake above him, and once he was done cumming and Frank pulled off of him, the elder slid down the wall and collapsed to the floor, a panting whimpering mess.

"Fuck. Fuck, it was... come here," he breathed out.

Frank slowly crawled over to his exhausted figure, and suddenly two hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in between Gerard's legs again, tender lips were smashing onto his own, kissing him with passion.

He kissed back, allowing his eyes to flutter shut, and he felt some sort pride swelling inside him, the pride of getting to see Gerard like this, see him so desperate and needy.

"You're amazing," the older man whispered into his mouth when they broke apart slightly, their noses still touching and their lips brushing against each other as they spoke.

Frank looked into his eyes. He relished in the hazel spark that stared right back at him.

His gaze just momentarily dropped to the other's swollen lips, and then flicked back up to his eyes, and they pressed in for one more kiss before Frank slowly helped Gerard stand up and tuck himself back into his pants.

"Do you want me to order us some food?" Frank asked, reaching for his cellphone.

"Yes. Thank you," Gerard replied with a kiss to the younger's cheek. "I'm heading to take a shower."

"Okay."

Frank gave him a soft smile, which he returned genuinely before leaving the kitchen and into his bedroom.

He stepped into the small bathroom with a smile, and as he stood inside the cubicle, the hot water pouring down his smooth pale body, he let out a quiet sigh of relief and happiness.

Because he had the best person in the world standing in his kitchen, waiting for him.

He smiled to himself at the image of Frank's face. As he stepped out of the shower, drying himself off, he heard the younger's voice as he spoke to Bob over the phone, calm and soft, and it sent thousands of butterflies erupting inside Gerard's stomach.

The elder wrapped a towel around himself, and was just about to step out of the bathroom when he heard a strange tapping noise on the small window of the bathroom.

He slowly turned around, seeing no one, until a white piece of paper caught his sight, as it flicked against the sill of the open window.

He suspiciously reached for the paper, unfolding it in slight worry.

Gerard nearly fell to the ground when he saw what was written in there, gasping as his eyes widened, and he suddenly wanted to puke all over his bathroom floor.

xoxoxoxo

'So hot baby, just as I remembered you. Too bad that pretty mouth around your body didn't belong to me.
Oh well, there's always next time ;)
Xoxo'

Notes

Song reference: One Direction - Night Changes

Thanks for reading xoxo<3

[June 15th, 2017]

Comments

@RazorsChemicalsandPoison
Wow thank you so much!! This means a hell lot to me, and honestly it's not even one of my best stories, so hearing these comments helps me a lot! <3

MikeyLotan12 MikeyLotan12
10/25/17

ERMERGERD THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST INTRUIGING STORIES I HAVE EVER READ ON THIS SITE!

Oh man!!! Gee should let Frankie top him!! That would show that bastard ex of his!

domebedward domebedward
7/28/17

@domebedward
Thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked it. Your comment really made my day.

MikeyLotan12 MikeyLotan12
6/25/17

That was smoking hot make love! You wrapped up fucking and making love beautifully!! Well done

domebedward domebedward
6/25/17