Mrs Farting Preacher Name

[Mood | scared]
[music | Headfirst for Halos ~ My Chemical Romance]

Pairing: Frank / Gerard. For the
: "11 Reasons why Frank and Gerard Are always left alone."
Table One: Human Anatomy Prompt: 07.
hands May Also for the prompt August 2007 at we_are_cities .
Rated: NC-17 , for boysex.
Word Count: 2,480 .-
Beta: The queen of awesomess - smallearthcat .
Summary: Frank decide to make a move after years of Gerard's doing nothing. Things go Better Than Planned for Both.
Disclaimer: I do not own Honestly we're not saying MCR That They Do not Own me. Actually I just own a small teddy bear That Called Mikey says 'I love you' and a little guy dressed like the black parade That It's called Ray.
Dedication: This Was Written 100% for thetwistedstar , cause she Needed To Be cheer up - and this is my humble Attempt to Do That. Hope You're Better darling.
(also, as usual, for Lau, James, Em & Dani.)


tance, and as soon as Frank’s tongue licks Gerard’s bottom lip, he’s parting his lips for the guitarist and suddenly the calm moving of their mouths turns into a battle of tongues exploring and trying to take the dominance that each believes they deserve.

He tears one of his hands away from the cold window to settle it on Gerard’s waist; he just needs to touch the other man to keep making sure that he’s here. Gerard’s response is better than what Frank had expected because he suddenly feels a hand gripping onto his neck and long, semi-chubby fingers twining in his longish black hair. Frank doesn’t pay attention to Gerard’s other hand until he feels something pushing on his chest and prying his other hand away from the window. Gerard is pushing him away, But he's going with him, as if I just wanted to move from the spot They are in.
"What - where -?" Frank tries to speak, tries to Remember That This Was His idea and Gerard Should Be the submissive one, the one Following directions. "Bunks, couch, I do not care," Gerard Responds, breathing hard and historical historical Movements a bit erratic. Maybe I's not as much in control as first Thought He Was Frank, maybe he's just as desperate as him. They really, really , try to make it to the couch, and somehow They do. If the floor in front of it counts. 'At least it's not cold like the window, "Franks Thinks Gerard while I pushes down, congratulating Himself for rolling over with soly one needing this to happen. He…he wants to kill Gerard when a goofy smile appears on the singer’s face.

“Take your shirt off first.” Gerard says causally, as if the moments he was silent haven’t caused Frank more pain than all of his tattoos and piercings together – and that’s a lot, as you can imagine.

But Frank can’t really stay mad at Gerard; he’s still laying on the floor of the bus, panting slightly under Frank’s legs, and he still has that shine of lust in his eyes. So Frank complies, taking his shirt off and giving Gerard a meaningful look that clearly asks the singer to do the same.
While Gerard is taking his shirt off, Frank decides to help with the clothing, and when the piece of cloth passes over the singer’s head, Gerard is just right there, his pale skin and his black hair and his pretty, deep eyes and – and Frank can’t help it; while he discards the shirt, he kisses the other man and as soon as he can, he starts touching his chest.
Gerard’s pants are forgotten in Frank’s memory as he starts to kiss down the other’s neck. Wet, open-mouthed kisses that make a funny sound against Gerard’s pale skin. Frank stops once he has reached Gerard’s left nipple; it’s pinkish in the tip, a bit darker and what looks almost tanned in the rest, and it catches the attention of Frank’s eyes and then lips, because he really
has
to suck that nipple. And Gerard apparently likes that idea, because as soon as Frank’s wet lips are on it,e pretty noises.

Gerard’s pale fingers travel around Frank’s colourful back – it would be a beautiful dissimilarity if someone could observe it - and make the younger one tremble a bit and hiss.
“My hands are cold?” Gerard asks, genuinely intrigued. “No.” Frank says, trying to get Gerard’s jeans totally out of the way
They’re both in his boxers when Franks notices the look on Gerard’s face. “What?” he asks.

“Nothing.” The singer answers and tries to bring the other down to kiss him, but Frank stops, his black hair falling over his eyes. “What?” he insists.

Gerard sighs, “How are we gonna do this?”

“Well, Gee,” Frank starts with a smihim, "You see, when to two band mates really like Each Other and Discover Their hidden lust, They decided to act on it and -"

"Fuck you."

"Well, yes, that's the whole point." Frank's That smile is a grin Both amused looks and seductive.
"So, you're gonna let me fuck you."
"Yes." Frank answers, Gerard Giving a confused look, "Even I've got the lube and the condoms in there somewhere." He points to the jacket that's Since You Been on the couch earlier.

"I - well, With That whole
let's put Gerard Against anything
act you just did, I Thought - well, You Were pretty dominant."

"Baby, You Can fuck me, and I still CAN Dominate you. "FranThat I notices Outside the rain is coming down harder, I really likes That Because He Knows That Are not the guys going to come back Until it lets up a little. Honestly wasn't thinking nonsense Frank's best idea, Because He Feels the next thing is Gerard's cold fingertip ghosting over historical asshole.

"Now


Are your hands cold ." He hisses. "Relax," Gerard smiles, and Makes a motion to turn the over, pero Frank stops him with Both of His Hands on His shoulder. He gets closer to the singer, Until His rosy lips are next to the man's ear and Gerard can feel hot air mixed with the coldness of Frank's lip ring. "I want to ride you." Even if Gerard
Wants to Pretend That Did not the comments Able to Do What I've Been waiting to do.

He goes down slowly, making this a bittersweet feeling for Both of Them, mixing with the pleasure the torture of how long it Actually Takes to let Frank Gerard's cock slide inside him. Both They moan when to the closeness is even more Than They expect, and They end up breathing the Same air, face to face.

Franks Takes a moment to adjust to the feeling of Gerard inside of him, and I Also use the Opportunity to look at Gerard, I looks loosened up and ecstatic, similar to What he's like on stage, pero with less clothes and a more predatory expression. He starts moving a bit, making the singer historical open eyes, and They stare at Each Other, Not gazing at anything else in the room Because There's nothing moreGerard Makes hat come so soon after the guitarist, and when to Frank Feels That his ass is even more full than before, He Keeps Gerard riding as if They Were just starting, so ride out dog Both Their orgasms in continues pleasure.
He falls on the top of Gerard after That, breathing and lazily content with the grin of a job well done. Gerard is smiling back at him with Their Bodies Covered fluids and sweat, smelling like sex, and making Them still feel high and utterly exhilarated. Frank
historical wraps arms around Gerard's waist, and pressed His hands end up Gerard's balmy entre skin and the bus floor.

"What are you doing?" Gerard asks, and Frank Thinks back for a second on the question That Seems Like It Was Asked ages ago. This time, th