*TW: Smut*
"I'm exhausted," Gerard admitted. "I just want to go home." Frank's expression softened at Gerard's words, a flicker of concern crossing his features. "Of course, my love," he replied. "Let me take care of you." With a tenderness that took Gerard by surprise, Frank wrapped an arm around his shoulders, guiding him towards the door. As they stepped out into the cool night air, Gerard felt a sense of relief wash over him when Frank whispered words of reassurance in his ear. This Frank reminded Gerard of the side of him that he had always loved, the caring and compassionate man who had captured his heart from the very beginning. With gentle hands, Frank helped Gerard settle into the passenger seat of the car, adjusting the seatbelt to ensure his comfort. As they sat side by side in the vehicle, Frank reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from Gerard's forehead. "Are you comfortable?" Frank asked and Gerard nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. "Yes, thank you," he replied.
"Gerard, let me text your Mother," Frank suggested gently, reaching for Gerard's phone. "She'll worry if she sees your puffy eyes." Gerard hesitated for a moment. "Okay," he murmured, handing his phone over to Frank and Frank composed a message to Donna, lying to her that Gerard's friend needed help and it was emergency. As he typed, Gerard couldn't help but marvel at the way Frank seamlessly slipped into the role of protector, shielding him from the prying eyes of his family. "There," Frank said, hitting send and placing the phone back in Gerard's hand. "That should put her mind at ease." Gerard offered Frank a small smile, his heart fluttering at the sight of Frank. As Frank started the car and pulled away from the curb, Gerard leaned against his arm, seeking solace in his comforting presence. The warmth of Frank's touch sent a shiver of comfort down Gerard's spine, easing the tension that had coiled tightly within him throughout the day.
Frank glanced down at Gerard, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked and Gerard nodded. "I'm just tired," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But being with you makes it better." Frank's smile widened at Gerard's words. "I'm glad I can help," he replied softly, his gaze never leaving the road ahead. As they continued on their journey home, Gerard closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax. "Frank, do you mind if I call Mikey?" Gerard asked softly. "I need to know if he's told anyone about us." Frank glanced at Gerard, his expression unreadable for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Of course, go ahead," he replied and with trembling hands, Gerard dialed Mikey's number, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for his friend to pick up. After a few rings, Mikey's voice came through the line. "Hey, Gee, is everything okay?" Mikey asked and Gerard took a deep breath. "Mikey, have you told anyone about Frank and I?" he blurted out, unable to keep the desperation from his voice. There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and Gerard held his breath, waiting for Mikey's response. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mikey spoke.
"No, Gerard, I haven't told anyone," Mikey replied firmly. "Your secret is safe with me." Relief flooded through Gerard at Mikey's words, a weight lifting from his shoulders. "Thank you, Mikey," he said, his voice choked. "I appreciate it more than you know." As he hung up the phone, Gerard felt a sense of gratitude wash over him, knowing that he had a friend like Mikey who would always have his back. And as he turned to Frank, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. His gaze drifted to Frank's profile, quietly observing the man beside him. Despite everything that had transpired, he couldn't bring himself to hate Frank or to unlove him. It was as if Frank was a part of him, a piece of his soul that he couldn't live without. As Frank's eyes remained focused on the road ahead, Gerard found himself captivated by the subtle nuances of his features—the way his lips curved into a faint smile, the furrow of his brow as he concentrated on the task at hand. It wasn't just Frank's physical attractiveness that drew Gerard in, but every aspect of his being. Gerard's admiration for Frank only grew stronger, his heart swelling with a love that defied logic and reason.
"My love, how deep is your love for me?" Frank asked, his gaze flickering briefly to meet Gerard's and Gerard felt a familiar flutter in his chest as Frank's dominance asserted itself, a sensation that sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine. Unable to resist the pull of Frank's dominance, Gerard's voice was barely above a whisper as he replied, "Master, my love for you knows no bounds. It is as deep as the ocean, as vast as the sky." A small smile tugged at the corners of Frank's lips as he heard the reverence in Gerard's words. "Good boy," he murmured. Encouraged by Frank's reply, Gerard turned to Frank as he spoke. "Master, you are the one I live to serve and submit to," he declared. "You own me completely and utterly." Frank's eyes gleamed with approval as he heard Gerard's words, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. "That's right, Gerard," he murmured. "You belong to me, now and forever." A wave of contentment washed over Gerard as he heard Frank's affirmation, his heart swelling with pride at the knowledge that he had pleased his master. Gerard couldn't help but feel a sense of purpose settle over him, knowing that he was fulfilling his true destiny—to be at Frank's side, serving and submitting to the man he loved above all else.
"And what else, Gerard?" Frank asked. "What will you do to prove your devotion to me?" Gerard felt a surge of excitement course through him at Frank's question, a desire to please his master burning brightly within him. "Anything, Master," he replied without hesitation. "I will do whatever it takes to prove my love and devotion to you." A satisfied smile played at the corners of Frank's lips as he heard Gerard's response, a sense of pride swelling within him. "Good boy," he murmured. "I expect nothing less from my loyal servant." As Frank parked the car, he turned to Gerard, his gaze piercing. "How will I know, Gerard?" he asked. "How will you assure me that you truly belong to me?" Gerard met Frank's gaze. "I will show you, Master," he replied. "Through my actions, my words, and my loyalty, I will prove to you that I am yours and yours alone." A sense of satisfaction washed over Frank again as he heard Gerard's response. "Very well," he murmured. "Show me, Gerard. Show me that you are truly mine." With a sense of purpose filling his heart, Gerard nodded in affirmation, knowing that he would stop at nothing to prove his devotion to Frank.
Frank gently took Gerard's hand and placed it over his chest, guiding his fingers to feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "Feel this, Gerard," he said softly. "This heartbeat, it beats only for you. You are the key to my happiness, the light in my darkness." Gerard felt a surge of emotion wash over him as he felt the steady thud of Frank's heartbeat beneath his fingertips. "Master, your satisfaction is my purpose," he declared. "I will do whatever it takes to keep your heart beating for me, to ensure that your happiness knows no bounds." Frank's eyes softened as he heard Gerard's heartfelt words. "Gerard Iero," he murmured. "Your devotion overwhelms me. I am truly blessed to have you by my side, to know that you would go to such lengths to ensure my happiness." Gerard's heart swelled with pride at Frank's words. Frank led Gerard inside the house, their footsteps echoing softly in the hallway as they made their way to the bedroom together. As they entered the bedroom, Frank turned to Gerard. "Come here, Gerard," he said softly and Gerard obeyed without hesitation, crossing the room to stand before Frank.
Frank reached out, his hands gentle yet possessive as he pulled Gerard close. Their bodies pressed together and without a word, Frank captured Gerard's lips in a searing kiss, their mouths moving together. Gerard wound his fingers through Frank's hair, their lips locked in a fervent kiss as they stumbled against the desk and Frank cleared the clutter, creating a space for Gerard to sit. Guided by Frank's gentle touch, Gerard found himself perched on the desk, their bodies pressed together. Their mouths remained fused together, tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm. Gerard's soft moans mingled with the sounds of their fervent kiss. Frank pulled Gerard towards the bed, their bodies moving in sync as they stumbled across the room. Without breaking their kiss, Frank positioned himself on top of Gerard, straddling him and Gerard's heart raced with excitement as he gazed up at Frank. With a tender touch, Frank began to undress them both, his movements slow as he sought to savor every moment. He peeled away Gerard's clothing with gentle hands, his touch lingering over each exposed inch of skin. As their bodies were bared to each other, Frank's gaze softened with adoration. With a whispered promise of love, he continued to undress Gerard. Frank's hands explored Gerard's body with a reverent touch, tracing the contours of his skin with a tenderness that bordered on worship.
In that moment, there was no need for words, their actions spoke volumes. With a longing gaze, Gerard looked into Frank's eyes, "I want to ride you, Master." Frank's expression softened as he nodded in response to Gerard's request. "Of course, my love," he whispered and Frank guided Gerard into position, helping him straddle his hips as they shifted on the bed. As Gerard settled into position above him, Frank's hands caressed his sides. Gerard reached for a packet of lube from the bedside table and he tore it open with eager anticipation. As he squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers, he met Frank's gaze with a reassuring smile. "I want to make this perfect for you," Gerard murmured softly as he coated Frank's cock with the slick substance and Gerard then turned his attention to preparing himself, applying the lube to his own entrance with careful precision. He took his time, ensuring that he was thoroughly prepared. As he worked, Frank watched with a mixture of admiration and desire, his eyes tracing every movement.
With a breathless gasp, Gerard positioned himself above Frank's throbbing cock and with a slow movement, he lowered himself onto Frank's length, the sensation of being filled by him sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his body. As he sank down further, Gerard let out a low moan, his eyes fluttering shut. With each downward thrust, he felt himself trembling in pleasure. Gerard began to bounce on Frank's cock and Gerard's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of his pleasure. His voice was thick as he whispered words of devotion and longing to his master. "Oh, Master," he gasped. "You feel so good inside me. I belong to you." His words were a fervent declaration of his submission and as he continued to ride Frank with abandon, he let go of all inhibitions. With each breathless plea and whispered confession, Gerard surrendered himself completely to his master and Frank's hands roamed over his trembling body, coaxing him ever closer.
Feeling Frank sit up against the headboard, Gerard wrapped his arms around Frank's neck for support, his movements becoming more urgent as he bounced faster on Frank's cock. With each thrust, their bodies collided. "Master," Gerard moaned. "I need you. I need all of you." Frank reveled in the sensation of Gerard's tightness around him, his arousal heightened. With a devilish grin, he delighted in peppering Gerard with questions, relishing in the way Gerard's breath hitched and his words failed him in response. "Who do you belong to, Gerard?" Frank whispered as he pressed his lips against Gerard's ear and Gerard's only response was a guttural moan, his body trembling with pleasure as Frank's words washed over him. He couldn't find the words to reply and with each question, Frank pushed Gerard further to the edge. As their bodies moved in perfect harmony, Gerard reveled in the sensation of Frank's cock filling him completely. With each thrust, he let out a series of moans and gasps, his pleasure evident in every movement and sound. "God, Frank," he groaned. "You feel amazing."
With each thrust, Gerard's pleasure intensified by Frank's cock sliding in and out of him. Gerard felt the tension building within him, his body trembling and with a cry, he reached the peak of pleasure. As he arched his back, his release spilled over Frank's stomach, painting his skin with streaks of white. "Frank!" he gasped as he rode out his orgasm and in response, Frank's movements grew more urgent, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he approached his own release. With a groan, he found release inside Gerard, his essence mingling with Gerard's. As their bodies trembled with the aftershocks of their climax, they lay entwined in each other's arms.
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In the study room, Gerard sat at the desk, his sketchpad spread out before him as he delicately brought his latest creation to life. The soft scratching of his pencil against the paper filled the room and beside him, Frank lounged in an armchair, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. He watched Gerard with a sense of quiet admiration, his gaze lingering on the lines and curves taking shape beneath Gerard's skilled hand. "You're truly talented, Gerard," Frank remarked as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Your drawings always captivate me." Gerard smiled softly, his eyes never leaving his sketchpad as he continued to work. "Thanks, Frank," he replied. "It's just something I enjoy doing." Frank nodded in understanding as he took another drag from his cigarette. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the soft rustle of paper and the occasional crackle of burning tobacco. Suddenly, Frank rose from the armchair with a fluid grace, setting his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray before turning his attention to Gerard. With a gentle hand, he reached out to Gerard, offering him support as he rose to his feet.
"Come on, Gerard," Frank said. "Let's take a break from your drawing for a moment." Gerard nodded, setting his pencil down and pushing his chair back as he stood beside Frank. He looked up at Frank with a curious expression, wondering what he had in mind. "What did you have in mind?" Gerard asked and Frank's lips curved into a small smile as he guided Gerard towards the center of the room. "I thought we could dance," he replied and Gerard's eyes widened in surprise, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Dance? Here?" Frank nodded as he took Gerard's hand in his own. "Why not? There's no one here to see us," he said and with a sense of excitement, Gerard allowed himself to be led by Frank, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of a silent melody that only they could hear and they were truly happy. Frank's sudden movement caught Gerard off guard, his eyes widening in surprise as he watched Frank gracefully lower himself to one knee before him. He blinked in astonishment, his heart racing with anticipation as he waited to see what Frank had in store. "Gerard," Frank began as he gazed up at him. "I know we've been through a lot together, and I want you to know how much you mean to me."
Gerard's breath caught in his throat, his eyes never leaving Frank's as he listened intently to his words. "From the moment I met you, my life changed in ways I never thought possible," Frank continued, his voice soft. "You've brought so much light into my life, and I can't imagine spending it with anyone else but you." Tears pricked at the corners of Gerard's eyes, his heart overflowing with love for the man who had captured his heart so completely. He reached out to Frank, his hand trembling slightly as he brushed his fingers against Frank's cheek. "Frank, I…" Gerard began, his voice choked. "I love you more than words can express." Frank smiled as he took Gerard's hand in his own. "Gerard, will you do me the honor of being my partner in life?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper but Frank's hopeful expression faltered as he waited for Gerard's response, his eyes searching Gerard's face for any sign of affirmation. When no words came forth from Gerard, Frank's heart sank. "Gerard?" Frank whispered as he reached out to gently cup Gerard's trembling hands in his own. "Are you alright?"
Gerard's throat felt constricted as he struggled to find the right words to say. He wanted to say yes, to tell Frank that he would gladly spend the rest of his life by his side, but the weight of his past and the uncertainty of their future held him back. "I…" Gerard began, his voice barely above a whisper as he fought to keep his emotions in check. "I want to, Frank. I do. It's just…" Frank's grip tightened around Gerard's hands as he waited for Gerard to continue. Frank's expression hardened, his patience wearing thin as he withdrew his hands from Gerard's grasp. "Gerard, you must understand your place," he said firmly. "You are my slave, and I am your master. There is no room for hesitation." Gerard flinched at Frank's harsh words, his heart sinking at the reminder of their unequal dynamic. He knew that in Frank's eyes, he was nothing more than a possession to be owned and controlled, but a part of him still longed for the love and acceptance he craved. "I-I'm sorry, Frank," Gerard stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just… I need more time to think, to figure things out."
Frank's eyes flashed with frustration, his grip tightening on Gerard's shoulders as he leaned in closer. "There is no more time, Gerard," he said sharply. "You belong to me. You must obey my commands without question, without hesitation. Do you understand?" Gerard nodded meekly, a sense of defeat washing over him as he realized the futility of his resistance. He knew that Frank would never accept anything less than complete submission, and he had no choice but to comply with his demands. "Yes, Master," Gerard whispered. "I understand." Frank's voice was firm as he reiterated, "Gerard, you exist to serve and please me. Your purpose in this relationship is to fulfill my desires and obey my commands without question." He locked eyes with Gerard and Gerard swallowed hard. He knew that in Frank's eyes, his wants and needs came second to Frank's. "Yes, Master," Gerard replied obediently and Frank's disappointment was palpable as he spoke. "I am disappointed in you, Gerard," he said and Gerard's heart sank at Frank's words. He had always strived to please Frank and fulfill his every desire, and the thought of falling short of his expectations filled him with a profound sense of failure. "I'm sorry, Master," Gerard murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he hung his head in shame.
"Your hesitation disappoints me, Gerard," Frank remarked and Gerard quickly dropped to his knees before Frank, his head bowed in a gesture of submission. "Please, Master, forgive me," he pleaded, his voice trembling. "I am truly sorry for my hesitation. I promise to obey and serve you without question from now on." Frank regarded Gerard for a moment, his gaze intense as he assessed his sincerity. After a tense silence, he finally nodded. "Very well," he conceded. "But remember, Gerard, hesitation is unacceptable. You must learn to trust and obey me completely if you wish to remain in my service." As a gesture of submission, he pressed his lips against the back of Frank's hand. "I promise," Gerard's voice was barely a whisper. "I'll do whatever you ask, Master. I'll be the obedient slave you desire." Frank's eyes softened and he gently withdrew his hand, but his gaze remained fixed on Gerard. "You've always been loyal, Gerard," he acknowledged and Frank guided Gerard back to their desk. Gerard settled into the chair beside Frank, his eyes fixed on him.
Frank reached for a piece of paper and a pen and he prepared to outline their next steps. Gerard watched intently, he felt a surge of pride knowing that he was trusted enough to be included in Frank's inner circle. As Frank worked, he occasionally glanced up at Gerard. "You're a vital part of this, Gerard," he remarked. After several minutes, Frank handed the paper to Gerard and Gerard took it, his fingers trembling slightly as he scanned the lines of text. "These are the rules," Frank stated. "They're meant to ensure our bond remains unbreakable, Gerard. To prevent any chance of betrayal or misunderstanding." Gerard's heart sank as he read through the list, the implications sinking in with each passing moment. These rules were designed to tighten Frank's grip on him, to leave no room for hesitation or doubt. And yet, a part of him couldn't help but feel a sense of reassurance knowing that Frank was taking such measures to protect their connection. "I understand, Master," Gerard replied. "I'll abide by these rules without question. I'll do whatever it takes to prove my loyalty to you." Frank nodded, his expression softening. "I trust you, Gerard," he affirmed and Frank knew he had faith in his partner.
The rules:
1. Gerard was prohibited from leaving the house without Frank's permission.
2. Talking to anyone outside their relationship was strictly forbidden.
3. Frank demanded unquestioning obedience in all matters.
4. When Gerard expressed concern about his parents asking about him, Frank offered a sinister solution. "Tell them you're going on a spiritual retreat for a while. They'll respect a pastor's commitment to faith."
Gerard's hand trembled as he reached out to gently cup Frank's face. "Frank," he began. "These rules... they're too much. I can't just cut off everyone in my life that easily." Frank's expression hardened, a flicker of disappointment crossing his features. "Gerard, you knew what you were getting into," he replied. "You made a commitment to me, to us. And that means putting our relationship above all else." Gerard's heart ached at Frank's words, torn between his love for Frank and the ties that bound him to the outside world. "I know, Frank," he whispered. "But I can't just abandon everything and everyone I care about. It's not that simple." Frank's jaw clenched, his patience wearing thin. "Gerard, you have to understand," he insisted. "If we're going to make this work, we have to be all in. No half-measures, no looking back." Tears welled in Gerard's eyes as he struggled to find the right words. "I want to be with you, Frank," he confessed. "But I can't lose myself in the process. I need to hold on to who I am, to the people who matter to me."
For a moment, there was silence between them and Frank's eyes locking onto Gerard's. "Gerard, listen to me," he urged. "In my eyes, you're like a phoenix, rising from the ashes of your old life. Your past doesn't matter anymore. These rules, they're for your own good, to protect you." Gerard's breath caught in his throat. "But what about my family, my friends?" he protested. "I can't just abandon them, Frank. They're a part of who I am." Frank's expression softened as he sighed. "I know it's hard, Gerard," he conceded, his tone gentler now. "But sometimes, we have to let go of the past to embrace the future. Trust me, these rules are not meant to isolate you. They're meant to keep you safe, to ensure that nothing and no one can come between us." Frank sighed again before he continued, "Gerard, you can tell your family that you're going on a spiritual journey. Pastors like me do it all the time. They'll respect your commitment to faith." Gerard's brow furrowed, but he couldn't deny the logic in Frank's words. "But what if they don't understand?" he asked. "What if they try to stop me?" Frank's grip on Gerard's hand tightened. "I'll be there for you, Gerard," he promised. "And if anyone tries to stand in our way, we'll face them head-on."
"But what if they see through the lie?" Gerard questioned. "What if they find out the truth?" Frank's patience wore thin, his frustration bubbling to the surface. "Gerard, I've given you a new life," he snapped. "I've offered you everything you could ever want, and yet you dare to refuse?" Gerard recoiled at the sharpness in Frank's tone, a pang of guilt stabbing at his heart. "I'm sorry, Frank," he stammered. "I just... I don't know if I can go through with this. It feels wrong, like I'm betraying everything I've ever known." Frank groaned and slammed the desk, the sound echoing. "Gerard, I understand that this is difficult for you," he admitted. "But you have to trust me. Trust that I know what's best for us." Tears welled in Gerard's eyes as he struggled to find the right words. "I do trust you, Frank," he insisted. "But I'm scared. Scared of losing myself in this... this thing we're creating." Frank's expression hardened. "You have to do this, Gerard," he declared. "For us. For our future together. If you truly love me, you'll do whatever it takes to make this work."
Gerard's refusal hung heavy in the air and before he could comprehend what was happening, Frank's hand collided with his cheek in a resounding slap. Stunned, Gerard stumbled back in his chair, his hand instinctively reaching up to cradle his stinging cheek. The shock of the blow rippled through him, leaving him reeling with disbelief. "Frank, I..." Gerard's voice trailed off and Frank's voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "How dare you defy me?" he hisse. "After everything I've done for you, how could you be so selfish?" Desperation drove Gerard to plead with Frank, his voice shaking. "Frank, please listen," he implored. "My family will be worried. I can't just disappear without explanation." But before he could finish, Frank's hand lashed out again, delivering another punishing blow. Gerard staggered under the force of the slap, his cheek throbbing with pain. "Enough!" Frank's voice thundered. "You will do as I say, Gerard. You belong to me. And if you dare to defy me again, you will suffer the consequences."
"I... I understand, Frank," Gerard murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do what you ask. I'll... I'll tell them." But deep down, he knew that the wounds inflicted upon his body were nothing compared to the scars etched upon his soul. Frank prowled through the shelves and retrieved a small box from its hiding place. With a swift motion, he opened it, revealing a black choker adorned with a lock pendant. "Since you can't understand willingly," Frank's voice was cold. "I'll make it explicit for you, Gerard." Gerard's heart sank as he watched Frank approach, the choker glinting ominously and fear gripped him. "No, Frank, please," Gerard pleaded. "I'll do as you ask. I'll tell them, I promise." But Frank's expression remained stoic as he fastened the choker around Gerard's neck, the lock clicking shut with finality. "It's too late for promises," he declared. "You'll wear this as a constant reminder of who you belong to." As the weight of the choker settled around his neck, Gerard felt a sense of suffocation, as if the air itself had turned to lead. Gerard's sobs filled the air, his chest heaving but Frank's patience had worn thin, his fingers curling into Gerard's hair as he yanked him closer, pressing the cold metal of the lock against Gerard's neck.
"Stop crying, Gerard," Frank growled. "You brought this upon yourself." Gerard whimpered in pain as the lock dug into his skin. He struggled to breathe, the choker constricting around his throat like a vise. Frank's grip on Gerard's hair tightened, his fingers digging into his scalp as he leaned in close. "Your parents won't be able to save you now," he sneered, his breath hot against Gerard's ear. "Disobedience will only lead to awful things, Gerard. You have to trust me. It could even lead to death." Gerard's breath caught in his throat. "I... I understand, Frank," Gerard stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do whatever you ask. I'll be obedient, I promise." But even as the words left his lips, Gerard couldn't shake the feeling of dread that coiled in the pit of his stomach. Frank's grip on Gerard's hair loosened slightly, his tone softening just a fraction as he spoke. "Remember, Gerard, every action has consequences," he reminded. "But if you obey me, you might find some relief. You might find some peace."
"I'll do my best, Frank," Gerard whispered. "I'll try to be the obedient slave you want me to be." Frank's expression softened slightly as he released Gerard's hair. With a gentle hand, he helped Gerard to his feet. "Come, Gerard," Frank murmured. "You need to rest. Tomorrow is a new day." Gerard nodded weakly, his limbs heavy with exhaustion as he allowed Frank to guide him towards the bed. As he settled onto the bed, Frank tucked the blankets around him with a care that belied his earlier aggression. "Rest now, my dear," he whispered. "Everything will be clearer in the morning." Gerard reached out and pulled Frank close, their bodies melding together and with trembling hands, he cupped Frank's face as he pressed their lips together in a kiss that spoke volumes. It wasn't a kiss borne of passion or desire, but rather a silent affirmation of their bond, a yearning for each other's warmth. It was a kiss filled with love and as their lips met, time seemed to stand still, the world falling away.
When they finally parted, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the room, Gerard gazed into Frank's eyes. "Thank you, Frank Way," he whispered and Frank's expression softened, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "And I love you, Gerard Iero," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
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