warning-smut

GERARDS POV

Ray went to the Sub with Mikey to look at dye and clothes, and as far as I know, Jane wouldn't mind if I made some... noise with Frank. I haven't told Frank this, but last night I went to the Sub and picked out a nice outfit. Nothing much, just some fishnets and leather boxers, which I have on under my sweatshirt and jeans. I also happened to pick out some handcuffs and a gag...

Now to make the move. At the moment, I'm sitting at my desk, pretending to write something down. Frank is reading The Book Thief, and I just need to turn him on a bit. So that's what I do.

I stand up and walk over to the door, locking it and bending over to swing my ass. Next I stand up, and walk over to the bed, where Frank is looking at me hungrily.

"Hi, baby," I purr, straddling his waist. His eyes roll back to his head, and he lets out a moan. "You look so pretty... can I kiss you?" His breathing gets heavier, and he nods his head. I lean forward and my lips meet his, and the kiss quickly becomes heated. My tongue lingers on his lower lips, and he immediately opens his mouth a bit.

My tongue delves into his mouth, picking a fight with his own. We tongue-fight for a bit before I pull away, whispering a little something into his ear. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk tomorrow. That's a promise, you slut." He lets out a whimper, and I feel a little something press against my thigh. My, he must be excited.

I press my lips against his neck, kissing until I rest on a spot by his jaw. I start sucking on his jawline, grinding my junk against his as I do so. My lips trail down his neck, and when I reach his collarbone I reach down to his shirt. My fingers fumble with the edges before I rip his T-shirt off of his chest, and I continue on my way down to his dick.

"F-Fuck - so hot!" He manages to yell out, his hips bucking up. I stand up for a second to take off my sweatshirt and jeans, leaving my fishnets and leather briefs. "You fucker..." He pants, struggling to pull me up to him. I don't let him, though. I go to pull the handcuffs out of the drawer, and I work on fastening his wrists to the bedposts.

Once that's done, I undo his pants and pull his boxer off, and his dick springs to his stomach. I continue trailing down his chest, leaving hickeys every inch or two. I feel my dick getting harder, thanks to Franks whimpers, and I reach his throbbing dick.

"...Can I?" I ask, looking up at him through innocent eyes. "Fuck... yes!" He shouts out, and I lick up the length of his dick. Shudders go down his spine, and I take him in. My tongue works the underside of him while I suck him off, and he lets out a moan. I feel a trickle of pre-cum fill my mouth, and I pull away and take off my briefs.

Once they're off, my dick springs to hit my stomach, and I let out a moan when it hits the cold air. I grab some lube off of the bedside table and slick my fingers up, looking up at him for reassurance. He nods his head, and I slip my index finger into him, trying to make this part go by as quick as possible.

"Another," He commands, and I add my middle finger. He starts whimpering when I start to scissor him, and I quietly shush him. Once he starts rocking against my fingers I pull them out, and rub some lube onto myself. I sink into him, going a bit faster than the first time we did this.

I bury myself in him, and he wiggles his hips a bit. "Move, please." He tells me, and I bring myself out of him and slowly thrust back in. It takes me a bit to find his prostate, but once I do he arches his back out, screaming out "FUCK!" I smirk to myself, and proceed to slam into him as hard as I can.

He's fucking tight, but it feels so fucking good around my dick. Just a few thrusts in and he starts shouting out that he's close. I start thrusting harder, and just when he's about to cum, I bring myself all the way out of him, and slam him into the mattress. "GEE!" He shouts out, his voice cracking. Ropes of cum shoot out from the tip of his dick, hitting his chin. He tightens around me, and with one last slam and a jumble of swears, I release my load into him.

"Fuck." I breathe, collapsing onto him. My face buries itself in the crook of his neck, and I lightly kiss his jawline. "I love you," He says, "I love you too," I whisper into his ear, pulling out of him. My hands reach up and undo the handcuffs I got (They are the kind without a key). We crawl under the covers, and I pull his back to my chest. I wrap my arms around his chest, pulling him even closer.

Notes

a small chapter of pure smut for you bastards