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It all began months ago after the end of a recording session, the room was filled with smoke and the faint smell of alcohol, quiet conversations evolved to jokes and loud barks of laughter as they relaxed and their drinks started to kick in, making thoughts slippery inside their minds.
Frank dared Gerard, or was it Gerard?... one of them dared to kiss the other and seconds later Gerard was over him, almost straddling him on his seat on the couch, Frank’s hands were hovering slightly over Gerard’s waist, not really daring to hold him, while Gerard, with an almost aggressive confidence, held his face between his hands as their lips came to touch in a swift movement.
Frank closed his eyes immediately, Gerard´s lips were slimy and tasted like whiskey and cola mixed with some other flavor that he didn’t quite catch but tasted so good, Frank let out a breath he didn´t know he was holding, and Gerard took that as a chance to get their tongues to meet each other. They breathed heavily through their noses, the kiss was sloppy and wet and hot and everything Frank always imagined a kiss from Gerard would be, it was steamy, hungry and discordinated, with their teeth clashing lightly and just as he was about to nibble Gerard´s lower lip between his teeth, he turned his face around, placing his lips under his ear, his voice a mere whisper.
“You’re not a bad kisser yourself”. Gerard slurred.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah” he answered, looking at his lips behind mid-closed eyelids.
A kiss so hot wasn’t supposed to be so brief, or at least that’s what Frank’s inebriated mind thought. In a moment, Gerard was getting off of him and laughing at whatever stupid thing his brother was saying out loud.
Neither of them mentioned the kiss for the rest of the night, or the night after that one, which was okay for Frank, or at least it was that way until their next presentation, when in between on stage shenanigans, the proximity of Gerard’s face against his was enough to find himself thinking about the taste of Gerard’s mouth and the warmth of his body over his.
That same night, after thinking lightly about whatever he felt in his underbelly when he saw how close Gerard’s lips were to the microphone, he decided to approach him, just to try something. “Those guys went crazy at the pit when you wrapped the mic cord around your neck, so rad!” he said, trying to get closer to his ear so he could hear him over the music and voices filling the room.
“I know, dude. They were jumping around and doing crazy shit” he slurred before laughing lightly.
Frank moved slightly, getting closer to his face. “Yeah, I think they like you.” he whispered over the corner of his mouth, tempted to transform the proximity into a kiss like the one a couple of nights before.
“I guess.”
Before he could say anything else, the echo of laughter filled the room catching their attention. “I swear we thought Ray was with us when we pulled out to the highway” Mikey’s voice was loud and Gerard giggled then looked back at Frank, his dilated pupils said everything Gerard needed to know so he obliged and closed the distance between them.
Their tongues found each other and Frank shivered at the contact, bringing a hand up to Gerard’s nape to prevent him from getting apart, then felt the other one hooking a finger on his belt loop, pulling his hips closer. He closed his fingers, giving a slight pull to the hair in between them, eliciting a breathy moan from Gerard’s lips, and decided it was now his favourite sound. He trapped the lower lip between his teeth, taking his time to caress it with his tongue before diving back in, then he felt like everything inside him melted into lava when he heard a breathy “Yes…” as his hand uncurled from Gerard’s hair and dared to bring it lower, closing slightly around the base of his neck. Knowing he would pull his luck he whispered “You like that, slut?”.
He got a slight nod and a breathy moan for an answer. His cock twitched in his pants.
“Holy fuck, Gee” he gave one last bite to his lips overwhelmed with the reaction he got form those words.
“Holy fuck, Frankie” he said back and pulled away to regain his breath. Then, once again, he was the first first one to get back to whatever was happening with the other ones with effortless naturality, unlike Frank who stood there, unsure if the fluttering he felt in his chest was just a result of his pulse going back to normal.
Scenes like that repeated over and over again, so every other night, they would get drunk, share a heated kiss and a little more than that before Gerard pulled apart as if nothing ever happened. All of those times Frank was left wanting to bite harder, grip him tighter, kiss him longer and try anything that would make Gerard´s voice come out as a moan.
He didn't want to think abut it that much, but he wasn't able to do it.
*
It was probably the adrenaline of performing surrounded with thousands of people hyped up for everything that was happening on stage, so he let himself go and in a blink of an eye he was all over his bandmate kissing him fiercely and holding onto him for dear life just to pull apart in a couple of seconds. Their eyes found each other a couple of times before the end of the presentation and Frank felt his blood boiling inside him every single time.
They arrived to the hotel shortly after the show Frank was about to cross the door frame following the team on their way out of the backstage to the hotel when he felt a pull on the neck of his shirt, when he turned around the door closed behind him and Gerard’s mouth closed over his in a hungry kiss. They were alone, that he knew because unlike minutes ago, the only thing that he could hear around him was the wet sound of their mouths against each other and their breathing getting heavier.
It was him who broke the kiss, pulling back his face just slightly, with Gerard following right after, chasing for the touch of his lips.
“More.”
Gerard opened his eyes, flustered and confused at the words.
“I want more,” he stated before bringing their lips together.
Hearing that, Gerard didn't hold back and kissed him back with intention as his hands roamed over his clothes, trying to find a way benath them.
“Want you to touch me." he said almost as an instruction, looking up with bright eyes.
“Yeah?” Gerard asked before placing a hand over his belt buckle, going downwards slowly.
“Yeah”
Frank lowered his eyes to track down the movement between them but paused when he noticed their reflection right in front of him, Gerard followed his gaze and found the mirror, without a second thought he brought Frank with him and stood in front of it. "Like this?" he said, whispering over Frank's ear, linking their eyes through the mirror before kissing his neck. This was nothing close to what he had in his spank bank when he imagined this moment, yet seeing himself flustered and Gerard so willing to please made him feel all the blood in his body going straight to his dick.
Gerard’s eyes were steady on his reflection as unbuckled his belt and pulled out his cock. Frank felt dizzy when he saw his broad hand around him giving slow steady strokes.
“Jesus, Gee”
“Tell me what you want” he whispered “I’ll do anything” his lips closed over his earlobe.
“Let me fuck you” he answered as he started pushing into the hand around him “I’ll make you feel so good, please Gee.”
He pressed his own erection to the side of his hip. "Let's go now, can't wait to feel you inside me" he said as gripped Frank's dick harder before letting go.
Once the hotel door closed behind them Frank's hands started working Gerard's jean buttons as he got rid of his own t-shirt, trying to get naked with clumsy movements and the urgency for intimacy that had been building up for months now.
Frank´s touch starved skin felt some relief when in between kisses, felt Gerard’s heavy dick pressing against his, he took both in one hand and started stroking, looking for some friction.
“Please, I want you now, Frankie” Gerard pleaded as he brought them closer to the bed.
Frank obliged and straddled him, then he pushed his index and middle finger over Gerard’s lips which were now plush from all the biting and kissing, He took the hint and a muffled moan escaped Gerard’s mouth as he began licking with intention, being careful with his teeth, covering them in spit and embracing them with his tongue before he started sucking as if it was Frank’s dick the one he was circling with his tongue.
“Gonna get you wet and loose for me,” Frank hissed, holding back his own moan as he looked for some lube-
Gerard let the fingers go with a wet pop “I want you”.
Frank did nothing in reply except for kissing him, a single finger entered him, moving gently before slipping a second one. Frank kept an eye on every twitch in his face and started stroking him with his other hand.
“‘m ready now, please Frankie” a thin layer of sweat covered him. “Please,” he repeated.
Frank pushed in, sliding into Gerard’s entrance and the air escaped from his lungs “Holy fuck, Gee, you feel amazing” he pushed all the way in and waited for any sign of discomfort before he started thrusting into the wet heat around him.
Moans escaped from both of their mouths and Frank set a steady rythm, Gerard circled his legs around his waist, looking for more friction.
“Frank, I want-”
“Hm? Tell me, what do you want, slut? use your words.”
“Harder, please, fuck me harder. I want bruises with the shape of your fingers.”
The words were enough to make him snap, with one hand he held both of Gerard’s wrists above his head, then used the other one to hold onto his hip for dear life as he started pounding faster and deliciously hard.
Gerard could feel his orgasm building up as the friction on his prostate was getting harder with each thrust.
“You feel so good, Gee” he managed to say in between moans “‘m close, you gonna make me come” he said as he kept going.
The angle of his thrusts changed slightly and that was enough to make him shiver, “Please, ” he answered, looking up to Frank’s hungry eyes over him “Come inside me” he pleaded and closed his eyes, focused on the feeling of the hands holding him to the point of hurting.
“You want it like this?”
“Yeah,” he could feel the pressure building up under his belly “you fuck me so good”.
Frank tried his best to keep a steady rhythm as he felt Gerard’s breathing getting heavier. “I got you” he managed to say.
Gerard wanted to touch himself so bad that the desperation of feeling the pressure of Frank's hand on his wrists as he thrusted inside him relentlessly was enough to get him over the edge, his eyes rolled back as he released his orgasm, white strings spurted over his belly and chest, reaching the tip of his chin.
“Fuck, Gee” The feeling of the spasms inside Gerard made him lose rythm as he started chasing his own orgasm, overwhelmed by the sensation as he took in the view of the body under him, Gerard’s hair was messy and sweaty, framing his face contorting in pleasure, his cheeks were blushed and his mouth open, moaning his name. He was gorgeous.
Gerard´s mind felt mushy just over the limits of ecstasy and consciousness, still feeling Frank inside him he started squeezing lightly with his inner walls in a motion that felt like he was trying to suck out whatever was left of him.
“You wanna milk me dry, huh?”
“Just ‘cos you fill me up so good I wanna feel your cum dripping between my thighs"
Frank shuddered visibly at the thought.
“You´d like that?”
“Very much” he said as he looked him in the eye, all dilated pupils and heaving chests trying to regain their breaths just before locking lips in a messy wet kiss.
On the breach of overstimulation Frank let out one breathy moan before forcing himself out of the warm wetness of Gerard, collapsing over him.
Frank rolled to the side and turned his face to look at Gerard, his eyes were looking right back at him, he closed his eyes and brought an arm up to embrace him. Ragged breaths and sweaty bodies, ink covered skin against pristine milky white.
Gerard took his arm and escaped the embrace, sitting on the edge of the mattress and then stood up to pick up his clothes scattered over the floor without saying a word and preparing to leave just like all the other times.
Frank saw him in silence and felt his scent, lingering on his skin.
With his heart hammering against his chest so violently that he feared its sound echoed the room, he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.
-Gerard?
He stopped on his tracks turning around slightly.
-Hm?
-Stay?
Gerard’s soft gaze posed over his face, as if trying to find a hidden meaning behind those words, the eyes that looked back were hopeful, almost pleading.
A faint smile crossed his face.
-Okay.