oh dear lord, hello. i'm coming off my brief writing hiatus! my friend requested a fic for their birthday, soo, this cursed thing was born. it could've been a LOT more cursed, but i decided to keep some shreds of my dignity, eek. anyway, uuhh, it's just pure smut so if you don't want that, you can skip it :")
ps, if you guys haven't read my new fic, call of the siren, you should! i'm very excited for it.
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"Bye, Merry Christmas! Happy holidays!" Frank cheered, smiling warmly as frost nipped at his cheeks -- his glove-clad hand bidding farewell as he and Gerard stepped out of the latter's grandparent's house.
The front door came shut behind them, Gerard smiling gently at his fiancé beside him, taking his hand as they walked towards their car parked in the driveway. It was a fairly silent ride home, Christmas spirit still bubbling in their veins, and holiday jingles ringing softly from the speakers. Both, unbeknownst to the other, had secret gifts that they'd been saving for later -- both anxious, yet overwhelmingly excited for the evening to play out.
Returning home, Frank had grabbed the bags holding their acquired gifts as Gerard had wandered up to unlock the house -- Frank following not long after, dropping off the goods in the bedroom.
Gerard had snuck up behind him, strong hands coming to hold at his slim waist -- smiling as he leant over his shoulder, chuckling gently as his breath came shuddering against the shell of Frank's ear. "I've still got another gift for you, love."
Frank turned his head, his own smaller, tattooed hands placing atop his fiancé's on his hips. "I've got something for you, too."
"Yeah?" Gerard asked, teasing smile playing on his lips as his nose came against Frank's cheek. "Well, let's go see then, hm?"
Frank nodded, turning and catching Gerard's lips in a quick kiss before pushing off of him, leading the pair downstairs. They sat down on the couch in front of the tree, Gerard's fingertips light and drumming against Frank's jean-clad knee as he reached to retrieve the small, wrapped gift from where it had previously been hidden in the drawer beside the arm of the couch.
"I'm kinda nervous as to what you've gotten me." Frank admitted, quirking half a smile as he read the other's expression -- only met with an amused smirk.
"It's a bit strange, maybe a bit tacky, but..." Gerard replied, shrugging simply. "I think it could be interesting."
"It's something kinky, isn't it?" Frank replied, knowing all-too-well as Gerard's smile grew higher upon his cheeks, Frank narrowing his eyes. "Alright, alright."
Gerard laughed as Frank's nimble fingers got the wrapping undone, soon opening a small box to reveal an achingly familiar bottle -- only with a twist leaving his eyes wide.
His smile grew incredulous as he laughed loudly, glancing back to Gerard, who was flushed. "Oh my god."
"Surprise," Gerard said through an attempted grin, eyeing the peppermint-flavored lube cradled in Frank's inked hands. "I thought it would be fun." (a/n: idk if this is a thing, but i'm not looking it up, so just pretend.)
Frank only shook his head through a tiny chuckle, popping the cap as he opened up the bottle -- squirting a small glob onto his fingers and rubbing it around the calloused pads. He brought it to his nose, sniffing it with contorted eyebrows as he kept eye contact with his lover beside him -- tongue slowly coming to lick the substance off. He hummed for a few moments, eyes glancing up as he licked his lips. "Well, it's definitely minty, that's for sure."
Gerard only watched as the other wiped his finger onto his jeans, shrugging whilst Frank glanced back up. "I mean, you don't have to use it, if you don't want. I can go gag gift it to Bert, or something."
"Oh, I want to use it," Frank replied matter-of-factly, smug smirk growing on his face. "In fact, you're going to use it on me tonight."
Gerard's chest jolted at that, smile growing as hopeful thoughts danced circles around the part of him snagged on intrigue -- like tiny Sugarplum Fairies of arousal jittering across his skin. "Really?"
Frank's lips was between his teeth teasingly, drawing out prolonged eye contact as he carefully placed the bottle into Gerard's hand. "We can add it onto what present I already had planned for you tonight."
Once more, Gerard's heart leaped in excitement, thoughts running rampant at what his fiancé could possibly have planned for him -- not able to catch himself fast enough before he felt the familiar heat pooling in his lower belly, Frank's feathery fingertips grazing across his jaw as he leant in closer, whispering into his ear.
"Stay here," He ordered gently, smirking against him as he gifted a gentle kiss against his earlobe. "I'll be back, get yourself ready for me."
Gerard nodded, a gulp coming thick in his throat as Frank stood smoothly, tucking a strand of his short hair behind his ear before leaving the room -- Gerard's heart near pounding out of his ears at how excited he was.
Really, he couldn't help but grow even further aroused the more and more he thought of all the possibilities -- and with Frank not directing him towards the bedroom, he had no idea of what he could've been thinking up. Maybe they'd end up just fucking on the couch -- or maybe Frank would even let Gerard fuck him against a wall again, because god, that sounded really good right now. It wasn't even long before, not so surprisingly, he found himself already half-hard within his pants at all of the thoughts running through his mind -- beginning to grow impatient as he waited for his beloved boyfriend to return.
It was a short stretch before Frank was peering around the entryway to the den, sheepish smile across his face as faint glitter dusted his cheeks and eyelids. Gerard's eyes raked over him as he slowly stepped from behind the wall, revealing his body draped in one of their cotton robes -- tugged across his chest as he gazed back at the man on the couch, teasing him as he refrained from revealing what was beneath -- loose tendrils of fabric flitting from the edges.
"I went out and bought this just for you," Frank started, voice low and seductive as he made his way over, revealing the slightest bit as he let the robe slip. "I made sure to think about what you'd like best," He drew on. "What I'd look best in as you fucked me..."
Gerard was definitely still hardening as Frank's soft smile grew, eyes falling downcast as he knowingly watched the effect he had on him. Gerard was biting down on his lip, swallowing quiet. "Show me, baby. Show me what you got me."
"You wanna see?" Frank asked, nimble fingertips gently hooked beneath the cream-colored fabric of the thick robe still veiling him from Gerard's predatory gaze -- lifting the fabric ever-so-slightly, sparing a glance of something dark beneath before he let it fall back down. "How badly do you want to see?"
"Frank, please." Gerard finally said, surprised to find himself being the one desperate and left for more in this situation. Frank smirked as he realized he had all the power. "It's Christmas, don't tease me like this."
Frank thought this over for a moment, fingertips lifting the thick fabric once more in deliberate hesitation, humming as his eyes locked with Gerard's. "Well, I suppose you deserve it, since you've been so good this year, hm?"
Gerard watched darkly as Frank finally let the robe fall, slipping down to bunch at his elbows as it opened up -- revealing the dark lingerie beneath, the robe hanging attractively from his form as he watched Gerard's gaze rake down him.
"Jesus fuck," He muttered, pants tightening at the sight of Frank prettied up all just for him -- hands clutching at the cushions of the couch as the robe fell onto the ground in a pool of discarded fabric, leaving Frank standing there gorgeously. "You're so fucking hot, babe, I--" Gerard interrupted himself to groan softly, body hot all over.
Frank hummed, a teasing smile upon his dainty lips as he did a little twirl -- the airy fabric of the rose-embroidered top flitting in the air, the thing translucent fabric doing little to hide what inked skin was beneath. Frank let out the softest of giggles, lip coming between his teeth as he stopped -- fingers fiddling with the hem of the flowy fabric. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you like it."
Gerard couldn't muster much more than a dumbfounded nod, eyes drawn to the racy lace panties clothing his cock -- already straining hard against the fabric as he smiled down at his boyfriend. The red-haired man only blinked, still admiring Frank's petite, flawless form as he patted on his lap -- beckoning for him to come in closer. "Please, come here."
Frank, surprisingly enough, did as he was told. He strutted over fluidly, getting a leg on either side of Gerard's hips -- seating himself atop the growing tent in the latter's pants as he smirked. "Yeah," He said, glancing down slyly. "I think you really like it."
Gerard didn't reply, getting his hands on Frank's hips as the latter finally leaned in -- Gerard's hips discreetly searching for friction as their mouths came together sloppily. Immediately, the room seemed to grow so much hotter as it all intensified -- teeth knocking and lips bitten and groans escaping as tongues tangled roughly, hips rocking together as Frank's legs locked around Gerard's waist.
"Ah," Frank moaned out softly, popping off slickly as his lips were shiny with spit -- the two connected by a thin string of saliva between them as Frank's fingers maneuvered to Gerard's shirt. "Let's get this off you."
Gerard had no objections, letting Frank's masterful, trained hands undo the buttons as he stared at him in his lap -- Frank keeping his gaze glued to his work before shoving the fabric from his shoulders, tossing it onto the cushions beside them. It was all a mess as their mouths came back together, Frank's arms in the air as he allowed Gerard to slip off the top of his outfit -- chests bare and exposed as they came flush together, Frank grinning breathlessly as Gerard's gaze fell low once more.
Frank's erection was peeking from the pretty lace, not enough to keep him contained as he strained so harshly against it -- Gerard's fingers coming to brush across the detailed fabric, earning a breathy sound from the other.
"You know that I love lace..." He said quietly, trailing his fingers across the bulge in the dark panties. "You're so fuckin' gorgeous like this, god, you know that, Frank?"
"'S why I wore it," Frank replied, his Adam's apple bobbing briefly in his throat. "I know it turns you on."
"Oh, it does a lot more than just turn me on, baby," Gerard replied, voice still low and laced with dark lust as he massaged against Frank's still clothed cock. "You have no idea the things I want to do to you..."
"Tell me," Frank replied, thumb absentmindedly rubbing over the metallic button of Gerard's pants. "I'll do whatever you want."
Gerard watched him, reading his expression as Frank's face remained set serious on his proposition. "Yeah? You want to know what I wanna do?"
Frank nodded, discreetly popping the button and tugging his zipper down ever-so-slowly as Gerard's breath hitched, opening his mouth once more to speak.
"I wanna fuck you," Gerard finally said, Frank's forehead coming against his as they caught their breath from the arousal coursing in both their veins. Frank didn't bother to get Gerard's pants down before his hand was slipping into his boxers, wrapping around him as he gasped quietly. "I-- I wanna..." He trailed off, his train of thought falling off-rail and getting lost somewhere along the way as Frank slowly jerked him off.
"Go on," Frank said softly, voice prodding as his wide pupils pushed Gerard to spill all the filthy thoughts rambling in his mind. "Tell me what you want, love."
"I want to use that new lube I got you," Gerard groaned lowly, feeling Frank's knowledged fingertips massage the sensitive stretch of skin just beneath the head of his dick -- the latter knowing him all too well by now, and knowing just how to get him perfectly riled up. "I wanna stretch you out, and, god... I wanna eat you out, babe."
Frank's own eyes lit up at that, tongue running over his lower lip as his breathing hitched for a fleeting moment. "Yeah, yeah, okay. What else?"
"Kinda wanna kiss you some more," Gerard said, licking his lips as his mouth skated near Frank's. "Tug on your hair, make you scream..." He murmured quietly, fingers curling teasingly around the hair at the nape of Frank's neck. "I know I'm gonna make you come so hard tonight, love, just you wait."
"Oh, I know you will," Frank replied, still slowly working Gerard through his closed fist. "I..." He started quietly, feeling Gerard follow his gaze as he turned to the tree. "I want to do something we probably shouldn't."
"Hm?" Gerard asked, catching on as Frank's hand stilled, eyeing the small rug wrapped around the now desolate base of the tree. "Oh, fuck. Are you..."
"You should fuck me underneath the tree," Frank breathed out to complete his sentence, gaze slowly coming back to Gerard's. "You gotta unwrap me, Gee," He suggested, giggling softly through the heat as Gerard's wide eyes watched him. "I'm your present."
"I--" Gerard stammered, too turned on to really breathe, much less process what the hell Frank was suggesting. "You want... u-under the tree?"
Frank smiled gently, nodding, face suddenly close to Gerard's. "What better way to stay in the holiday spirit?"
Gerard kinda unintelligently mumbled a bit of nonsense, knowing that he may regret this later. Not having sex with his beloved partner -- no, he'd never regret that. It was more of where they were partaking in such activities, rather than the former option. At the moment, he was so horny that the prospect of getting to ravish Frank right there on the floor was seeming dizzyingly tempting -- but a small, rational part of his brain was urging him to that this was going to be a pain in the future -- where he'd only be able to think of the time they'd fucked beneath this very tree each time they'd set it up.
But, of course, his brain wasn't quite the head thinking right now -- so he only nodded desperately, blunt nails digging further into Frank's hips. "Yeah-- yeah, okay."
Frank smiled, quickly capturing his boyfriend's lips in a hot, open-mouthed kiss -- the latter's slender fingers coming to tangle and tug on the dark strands of the former's hair. Frank groaned in appreciation, grinding down against Gerard before getting a hand wrapped around the back of his neck -- tugging him up as they both stood, stumbling onto the other through warm breaths exalted, still fumbling through kisses as they backed into the corner of the room.
"Mm, yeah." He mumbled, tugging Gerard down by the beltloops as they found themselves situated on the ground. Filthiness coursed through both of them as Gerard quickly crawled on top of Frank, straddling his lap roughly as his arms came strong on either side of him. He could vaguely feel Gerard reaching over to retrieve the lube from the coffee table, but was still more than a bit distracted by Gerard's mouth still insistent atop his -- tongues rubbing back and forth as they rocked together achingly.
It wasn't long, though, before Frank was being scooted back -- barely enough space for the both of them halfway beneath the plastic film of branches, Frank pushing off Gerard's pants at long last. Gerard aided him in the fact, kicking them off somewhere to the side as they both panted.
"This," Frank breathed through more kisses, chuckling softly. "Is so weird," He continued, distracted by a deep, deep kiss from Gerard. "--But in the best way possible."
"It's kinky," Gerard chuckled back, nipping at Frank's lip. "You'd think that you'd be used to our antics by now, dear."
"I hope not," Frank replied, feeling Gerard's fingers hook into the fabric covering his dick. "I like being surprised. Our sex life would be quite boring if we could predict everything, wouldn't it?"
Gerard replied with a smile, tugging down Frank's underwear and revealing his cock -- leaving it free to spring from the lacey confines, Frank smiling himself as he was completely bare beneath the tree, all the lingerie discarded as Gerard's body pressed into his.
Gerard was still worn in only his boxers as he slid the slightest bit off of Frank, popping open the cap of the lube and pouring an able amount onto his fingers -- slathering appropriately with the goop before he was straight to business, two of his fingers prodding at Frank's entrance. Getting the go-ahead with a nod from Frank, the latter moaned out softly -- welcoming the intrusion as he sucked the digits in, letting out a ragged breath.
Gerard, knowing his husband-to-be like the back of his hand, didn't take long before he had him squirming beneath him -- fingers thrusting against his prostate as Frank moaned, finally speaking up. "I don't need much, fuck-- prep, you know."
"I know." Gerard replied simply, massaging against the bundle of nerves for another few moments before Frank was keening harshly, almost forgetting of Gerard's previous wishes as he bowed his heads toward him.
He shuddered involuntary as Gerard licked a hot stripe up his length, pressing delicate kisses against the flushed skin -- tongue swirling around the head and collecting the few drops of precum beading there. Frank kept on moaning out, soft and breathy as Gerard's mouth fell lower and lower. He mouthed at his balls for a few fleeting moments, nose brushing against the swell of his ass before he dipped even further -- Frank's fingers scrabbling at the floor in desperation and anticipation. "C'mon, Gee. Please."
Gerard seemed to be in a generous mood, luckily enough for Frank -- because nearly immediately, his fingers were slid out, replaced by his tongue coming flat against the rim as Frank keened so borderline harshly that it hurt. He was letting out shameless noises as Gerard lapped at him, a hand reaching to tangle into his hair as Gerard's tongue finally darted through the tight ring of muscle -- warm and foreign against his mouth.
He was wriggling his tongue deeper and deeper inside, tasting all of Frank and a thick twinge of peppermint as he finally pushed a finger in alongside it. After a long stretch of moments spent pleasuring the man he loved -- he pulled back, pressing gentle kisses around his entrance, just about to bow his head and go back in before Frank was choking out, stopping him. "No, Gerard-- you gotta stop. I'm gonna come if you keep going."
Gerard pulled back, mouth flushed red and jaw the tiniest bit sore as his half-lidded, lust stricken eyes met Frank's -- the sight making the latter fall dizzy. Soon, Gerard was clambering back overtop Frank, tongue in his mouth. Frank, as always, never quite liked when Gerard would kiss him just after having his mouth in not-so-desirable places. As always, the bastard did it anyway. Frank just pushed back the thought, focusing on the numbing rhythm of their lips molding together, chasing the faint taste of mint lost on Gerard's tongue.
Frank managed to gasp out and break from the kiss -- reaching for the lube once more as he reached down to return the favor simultaneously, Gerard gasping in relief as his boxers were finally shoved down, tossed away at long last. Frank's lips were curved into a small smile as he wrapped a lubed-up hand around his lover's member, relishing in the way his hips reacted -- slicking him up as they both swallowed, staring at the other through parted lips and heavy pants.
Soon enough, Gerard was hovering over Frank once more -- the latter welcoming him in with a smile as he spread his legs nice and wide, leaning back the slightest bit as the older of the two lined himself up. "You ready?"
Frank nodded, pushing back against him in assurance, his hips running circular motions around the head of the cock pressed up against him. "Fuck me."
That was all Gerard needed, pushing in with a low sound caught in the back of his throat. Frank clenched hard around him, pulling him in further -- legs wrapping around his waist and shoving him in until he bottomed out, both letting out ragged breaths as Gerard's face fell to the crook of Frank's neck.
Assured that the man beneath him was comfortable, he ghosted gentle kisses against his jaw -- starting up movement as his hips gently rocked back and forth, the rough plastic of the bristly branches raking and scratching lightly against his bare back. Frank's mouth was hung open, legs tight around Gerard's form as he urged him to go faster -- turning to nip at the latter's own jaw. "You're not going to hurt me, come on."
Gerard groaned quietly, tilting his head to capture Frank's lips in a heated kiss -- thrusts speeding up slightly. Frank was grateful in the sense, crying out softly -- his eyes fluttering shit as he rocked back against each movement Gerard made inside of him.
"God," Gerard breathed out, head falling to Frank's neck once more. "Love you, love you so much."
"I love you too," Frank replied, leaning into Gerard's touch as the latter sucked into the smooth chamber of his throat -- no-doubtedly leaving dark bruises in his wake as he continued thrusting into his fiancé. He knew that he wasn't yet letting go and giving it his all yet, to which Frank picked up on. "Ah, Gerard. Go." He breathed out raggedly. "Harder, please."
Gerard's teeth scraped against Frank's collarbone, maintaining the same pace as Frank began to grow impatient -- pushing back harder against him. Gerard was still distracting himself with kissing at the 'Hope' tattoo scrawled onto Frank's pec, briefly licking at his nipple and taking it into his mouth.
"Gerard," Frank urged once more, feeling Gerard's hips snap once more before stilling back into the same steady rhythm, not yet enough for Frank. "Come on, Gee. I can take it, give me more."
"You sure?" Gerard asked lowly, lust lacing his already wrecked voice. "Be careful what you ask for, baby..."
"Positive." Frank replied confidently, hips tilting up once more as if to prove a point.
Gerard responded by biting down gently onto his pec, hips snapping forward as he finally picked up a pace that suited Frank's liking. He cried out in great pleasure at his prostate being hit dead-on once more, numbing him as euphoria rocketed down his spine and through his very being, thighs trembling from where they wrapped around Gerard.
Gerard had grown rough, thrusting deep into the man that he loved, pleasuring him with each movement against the bundle of nerves buried deep inside him. Frank's hands busied themselves with clawing at Gerard's shoulderblades, perfect lips wrapped filthily around a moan as his nails raked down Gerard's back.
"Oh, please." He croaked brokenly, biting down on his lip as Gerard's fingers were still tangled tight in his dark locks.
Gerard took it upon himself to find them shifting after a few drawn-out minutes, wishing to ensure Frank all he could as the mentioned's legs found themselves hooked over Gerard's shoulders -- folded in half in the most obscene, welcoming of positions as his head fell onto the floor. His mouth was hung open through an insistent string of pleasure whilst Gerard continued pounding into him, just how the tattooed man liked.
"Oh, Gerard--" Frank gasped out, cock jolting from where it bobbed between their sweating, writing bodies -- precum leaking heavily as he ached to be touched. He gained friction by arching his back up into the man strong above him, dick rubbing between both their stomachs as he let out heavy breaths.
Gerard could tell that Frank was getting close, with the way he was clenching hard around him -- dick throbbing and pulsing through waves of erotic heat from where it had been suddenly wrapped inside Gerard's hand. Frank pushed up into the heat of Gerard's closed fist as he moaned out whorishly, not an ounce of shame in his body as he soaked in the pleasure reverberating all through him.
"Yeah, ah," Frank rasped, not taking long before he was screaming out Gerard's name. His fingers were tangled tight into fiery red locks as he came, splattering white all over Gerard's knuckles working him through his orgasm. "Fuck."
Gerard was coming not soon after, the sight of Frank pornographic as his head was tossed back onto the ground -- moaning and clenching all around the member deep inside of him as hot fluid spilled into his ass, body shuddering as the leftover arousal shot through him all at once -- panting as Gerard's hips slowly rocked, stilling.
Frank's legs fell from where they were hoisted over Gerard's shoulders, worn out as he fell limp -- keeping himself steady by arms wrapped around Gerard's torso, catching his breath whilst Gerard carefully pulled out. He kissed Frank gently, afterglow settling like a veil around them.
"Mm, your cum is literally dripping from my ass right now, babe." Frank mumbled, blinking as he curled his nose cutely. Gerard rolled his eyes, grabbing his discarded boxers and dabbing up the mess for him.
"Better?" He asked, Frank's chest still heaving as he stared up into the lights of the tree. (a/n: i kept forgetting they were underneath a fucking christmas tree sjfdjgfj)
"Yeah," Frank replied. "Thank you."
"Do you need some help?" Gerard asked a few moments later, upon realizing that Frank was making no attempt to get up.
"Yeah," Frank replied sheepishly, sitting up and accepting Gerard's hand -- who hoisted him to his feet, Frank immediately draping over him. "Fuck, you wore me out."
"Was it good, at least?" Gerard chuckled, retrieving their clothes tossed around the room whilst Frank curled into himself, shivering now that the body heat and hormones had ebbed off.
Frank smiled though, in a daze as he gazed at the other. "Really fuckin' good."
"Well, I'm glad," Gerard said, getting a hand on the small of Frank's back and guiding him out of the room. "Let's get you cleaned up, and we can get some sleep, yeah?"
"Yeah," Frank replied, still a bit in awe as he leant into Gerard. "I love you, G."
"I love you too." Gerard replied, a smile on his lips as they eventually settled into bed -- ending the most festive day of the year with damp, freshly-washed locks and the other held close, drifting off into the long lost island of sleep...
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A/N; uh hi. welcome to another episode of me not knowing how to end things :D i don't really have much to say. thank my friend for this being made..? this bitch straight up sent it to someone else, though, and they were pissed about frank bottoming lmfao.
anyway, drink some water, do ur hw (ugh, we're back in school), and have a lovely day/night/yeahh. xox, mikes.