Fic: This Is Fucking Ecstasy | Frerard
Title: This Is Fucking Ecstasy - Frerard
Pairing: Gerard Way/Frank Iero
Author: falseprotection
P.O.V: Third
Rating: PG-13 me thinks..
Disclaimer: Teller of untruths, my trousers have combusted.. I lie, and this is one of my many lies. Also, I own nothing..
Summary: Shortness of a first time.
Warning: Boylove, un-beta:ed.
Title is from Say Anything. Seriously, brilliant band!
Simultaneous gasps.
Teeth against sensitive, sweaty skin.
Hands fumbling with zippers and belts.
Shaky breaths and reassuring whimpers.
Preparations.
"Yes - I told.. ah.. love you, just.. yes. Please?"
First time and nervousness breaks the silence.
A quiet whimper and a louder moan.
"Breathe - fuu.. breathe Frankie.. you gotta..rel. ah"
The boy tries to breathe.
Oh-yes, he does.
He tries to relax.
But he can't.
His breath chokes.
And it hurts, but it's good. It's for good
The younger nods and takes a shaky breath.
"Ok?"
The older can see pain.
Pain, love, pain and more pain in his eyes.
His heart breaks a little, but he want's to make it up to him.
A soft nudge and raised eyebrows.
With eyes clear as mountain lakes, kid nods.
A warm hand against tearstained cheeks.
And more pain.
"Gee.. Hurts"
The younger whimpers.
"Sh. sorry.."
The black-haired pulls back.
Hands, who will be covered in tattoos years later, holds him back.
"Nono.. just.. ah..I wa. slo.. slow..? Ok?"
"Yeah.. Ya, slow."
Slow is good.
Slowly it's getting better.
Tears dry, leaving red eyes and smudged eyeliner.
Pain is replaced by more love.
Hearts beating hard inside heaving chests.
A high and then down again.
Fast breathing.
Warm, sweaty chests pressed together.
Lips touching briefly.
Hands caressing lazily.
Minutes of silent cuddles.
"Mwph"
Pillowmuffled sounds breaks the silence.
"Huh?"
Eyes stained with tears and blurry with emotions.
"This is fucking ecstasy, you're ecstasy.."
Lips connecting once more.
"You're my heroine, my fucking hero"
Falling asleep never felt so right.
This is fucking ecstasy
It's like they're fucking testing me
This is fucking ecstasy
- Say Anything
Pairing: Gerard Way/Frank Iero
Author: falseprotection
P.O.V: Third
Rating: PG-13 me thinks..
Disclaimer: Teller of untruths, my trousers have combusted.. I lie, and this is one of my many lies. Also, I own nothing..
Summary: Shortness of a first time.
Warning: Boylove, un-beta:ed.
Title is from Say Anything. Seriously, brilliant band!
Simultaneous gasps.
Teeth against sensitive, sweaty skin.
Hands fumbling with zippers and belts.
Shaky breaths and reassuring whimpers.
Preparations.
"Yes - I told.. ah.. love you, just.. yes. Please?"
First time and nervousness breaks the silence.
A quiet whimper and a louder moan.
"Breathe - fuu.. breathe Frankie.. you gotta..rel. ah"
The boy tries to breathe.
Oh-yes, he does.
He tries to relax.
But he can't.
His breath chokes.
And it hurts, but it's good. It's for good
The younger nods and takes a shaky breath.
"Ok?"
The older can see pain.
Pain, love, pain and more pain in his eyes.
His heart breaks a little, but he want's to make it up to him.
A soft nudge and raised eyebrows.
With eyes clear as mountain lakes, kid nods.
A warm hand against tearstained cheeks.
And more pain.
"Gee.. Hurts"
The younger whimpers.
"Sh. sorry.."
The black-haired pulls back.
Hands, who will be covered in tattoos years later, holds him back.
"Nono.. just.. ah..I wa. slo.. slow..? Ok?"
"Yeah.. Ya, slow."
Slow is good.
Slowly it's getting better.
Tears dry, leaving red eyes and smudged eyeliner.
Pain is replaced by more love.
Hearts beating hard inside heaving chests.
A high and then down again.
Fast breathing.
Warm, sweaty chests pressed together.
Lips touching briefly.
Hands caressing lazily.
Minutes of silent cuddles.
"Mwph"
Pillowmuffled sounds breaks the silence.
"Huh?"
Eyes stained with tears and blurry with emotions.
"This is fucking ecstasy, you're ecstasy.."
Lips connecting once more.
"You're my heroine, my fucking hero"
Falling asleep never felt so right.
This is fucking ecstasy
It's like they're fucking testing me
This is fucking ecstasy
- Say Anything