Frerard

i smiled as i watched frank play his heart our on stage, headbanging along to the beat. i couldn't help but smile as he looked up at me, moving his bangs from his face. Frank had the power to make me go weak and he knew it. he constantly used it to his advantage, or at least that is how it seemed. i knew he was watching me out of the corner of his eyes.
we walked off stage after singing our final number. Ray, Mikey and Bob had disappeared to find food, leaving frank and i alone in the dressing room.
"you know... you looked really cute up there." i spoke as i leaned back on the couch, inhaling deeply from the cigarette i had just lit.
"you weren't so bad yourself." he smiled suductively.
i could feel my blood growing hotter. i shivered as frank moved closer.
"they will be gone for a while won't they?" i felt his hand move up my leg as he sat next to me, cutely looking into my eyes.
"most likely." i looked at him, holding back everything.
he smiled, once again, as he moved his hand even higher. "maybe... we could... you know. 'have some lone time.'?" he winked at me before biting my lip lightly.
"you must know what i am thinking all the time." i smiled back, biting his lip in return. He moaned softly.
i smiled evily as he moved on to my lap, kissing my neck lightly. i moved one hand to his back and the other up his thigh, causing him to moan once again. i smirked, "what's wrong?"
"nothing." he bit back every feeling he had inside, like always. and like always, it drove me crazy, wanting to push him hard so he would release it all.
i slid my hands up his shirt, feeling his body as i lightly kissed his neck. he yet again, moaned, only this time, he grew louder as i kept going.
"Gerard. what if we get caught....." he asked quietly looking at me, partically scared. that only made me want him more.
"i won't let us." i said as i playfully bit his neck. he moaned, squeezing me tighter against him. his face turned red as i contiuned to bite him, moving my hands from his chest down to his lap. i felt the buldge growing in his pants.
"someone is excited." i whispered in his ear, watching his face grow redder as i undid the zipper to his pants.
he must have heard someone coming closer since he jumped off me and sat next to me on the couch, pulling the zipper up quickly.
"what?" i looked at him as he walked away.
"they are back." he said as he poured a cup of coffee.
"how are you so sure?" i got up and walked over to him, slipping my hand down his pants. the door click the moment after i had it fully in, forcing me to pull out quickly.
frank turned and smiled devilishly, "that's how." he planted a kiss on my cheek and walked away.
bastard knows just how to get me worked up....