A Quiet Place Where People Understand. Chapter Nine. [9/?]
Title: A Quiet Place Where People Understand. [9/?]
Author: lithiumreactant
Pairing: Frank Iero / David Desrosiers
Rating: NC-17 [ Crude language and sexual content ]
POV: First. Frank-centric.
Word Count: 16,118.
Summary: I think I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. Scratch that. I knew I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. I mean, I knew that wearing eyeliner and tight jeans was this cool fashion statement thing that everyone was doing, but I liked it. I really liked it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices.
Author Note: And here I am with another Frank/David story, because I think they're adorable and no one writes them. This is not the sequal to It's Not Really Wrong... Just Hard To Comprehend. It's a new one. Enjoy.
IMPORTANT NOTE [01/10/07]: I realize this story has died guys. I never meant for it to do this, and I really hope that it does get finished. Someone motivate me. I've got the whole story planned with no motivation. Sorry. :[
Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four. Chapter Five. Chapter Six. Chapter Seven. Chapter Eight.
A Quiet Place Where People Understand
. : [ + Chapter Nine+ ] : .
+& Build A Lie In The Hotel Room &+
“Get off me,” David laughed, trying to pry my lips away from his cheek as I stood behind him, letting my hands roam freely over his body. I smiled and kissed the shell of his ear, feeling his flawless skin under my hands.
“You are so hot,” I whispered with the remaining smile that only brightened at his giggle.
“You’re just saying that because you like it when I blow you.”
“Mmm, this is true, but… I’m not kidding,” I moved my head to his neck, placing small, tender kisses on the expanse of his incredibly sensitive and soft flesh. “You make me hard just lookin’ at you.”
“Are you like, constantly horny?”
“Only when I’m around you.” I nibbled at his neck, only to receive a swift smack. “Ow, hey! I didn’t do anything to you!”
“You’re trying to start shit,” he chuckled. “Knock it off.”
“Whaaat? Come on, David… we’re in the bus… alone… no one is coming back for a whi-“
“We’re back!”
My heart sunk and I reluctantly let go of David and plopped onto the couch, grumbling to myself about another lost opportunity to go and ravage David cold. He chuckled and managed to give me a light, chaste kiss before everyone filed it.
“Supp, French Boy?”
"Rien,” he replied smoothly in French, making me shiver. I loved it when that boy spoke French. You wanna talk about a major turn on? Come to think of it… there isn’t much about him that doesn’t turn me on.
“Mhm. I hope you get cancer too. Anyway, Frankie, couple of the bands are hotel bound tonight, we’re all going for showers and beds. You in?”
“Yeah. Sure. Shower sounds great, wouldn’t kill to have a bed either.”
"Sweet,” Bob nodded. “You’ll be rooming with Toro and I. We could only get two rooms, ones a single and the other is a double with a couch. You get the couch.”
“Hey! I thought you said it was for showers and beds! My bunk is more comfy than a couch!”
“But you get a shower.”
This was true… I would kill for a proper shower. Water bottles don’t do much. “Fine.”
“We figured we’d give the single to Gee and Mikey since they’re brothers… it’d be a lot less awkward than me and Toro in a bed.”
“You might like it,” I smirked. I knew I did.
“Yeah. Sure. Is your band going, David?”
He shrugged. “They usually don’t tell me this stuff anyway. I mean… usually we just go and jack someone’s shower and then go back to our bus.”
“Eh… it works. Just don’t come steal ours.”
“I’ll make sure not too,” David smiled.
You think I would be stoked about hotel rooms and David, but the facts were unrealistic. David’s band wasn’t going and even if they were, I was roomed with Toro and Bob and he’d probably be roomed with Pierre and Sebastien. All I was excited about was the possibility of a hot shower.
+ & +
Bob immediately locked himself into the bathroom and stole the shower as soon as we got to the hotel. Toro sat at a table and worked and I sat in front of the couch, not even turning the TV on.
I was bored.
Now, I’m an only child, I could usually entertain myself with anything because that’s what kids do when they don’t have brothers and sisters. I was so bored that I couldn’t see straight. I thought about leaving the room and wandering down the hall to go see the guys from Taking Back Sunday, but there was a shower with my name on it and I wanted to bolt to the door as soon as Bob got out. If he ever got out.
“Frank? Why don’t you order a movie on the TV?”
“No way,” I looked at the remote. “If Bob gets out I’m making a beeline for the bathroom. You can’t trick me like you did last time.”
“So you’re gonna sit and look at the cracks in the wall?”
“Hey, this is a nice hotel, there are only like a couple.”
Ray chuckled, rolled his eyes and muttered the word “freak” under his breath.
Knock. Knock.
We both looked at the door, neither of us moving.
“…I’ll be getting that, I guess,” I got up, hopping over my own bag and grasping the handle of the door, yanking it open.
“First try. Bam.” David looked up at me; his hair slightly damp from what I guessed was a previous shower.
“What are you doing here?!”
“I’m glad you’re happy to see me and all.”
“No,” I laughed a little. “You just said you weren’t coming.”
“Pierre surprised us. We even managed two rooms and now I’m bored.”
“Why’s that?”
“About an hour ago Pierre bailed on me and was like ‘I’m gonna go to the bar.’ I just got a text from him that said he found a chick and is leaving me alone for a while. Come watch a movie with me.”
I looked back over my shoulder. “Ray, I’m gonna go watch a movie with David.”
“Heaven forbid you two spend a day apart.”
David waved and Ray waved back. “You think I could steal a shower from you?”
“From me? That’s filthy.”
I gave David a shove and grabbed some clothes out of my bag. “Later, Ray! I’ll be back!”
+ & +
A half hour later I wandered out of David’s bathroom running my hands through my wet hair and looking over at the vision of perfection that was on the bed, laying on his stomach, staring at the TV screen. He made me melt. I made my way over to the bed, lying on my side next to him.
“Feel better?” He leaned into me.
“Much.”
“Good.”
“What movie we gonna watch?”
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “You didn’t think I was serious about a movie, right? We’re in a hotel room alone and you actually thought we were gonna watch a movie? Oh. You lame-o.”
“Hey, I can go for other plans,” I smirked.
“Nope. We’re gonna watch a movie now.”
David stopped leaning on me and started flipping the channels. I huffed a little, crawling up towards the pillows and pulling him with. He grinned at me and sat back on his legs as I reached for the hem of his shirt and slipped it off over his head, allowing him to do the same to me.
I gently pushed him back onto the bed, taking one of his arms and placing it around my neck before covering his mouth with mine. It felt good to be alone with him. We rarely ever got to be really alone. Our chests pressed together and I marveled at the heavenly contact it made, feeling his flawless, porcelain skin against my chest, rubbing ever so delicately. I left his lips, moving my head down to his neck sucking at the most sensitive part of his body.
He let out the sexiest moan I had ever heard.
That neck of his was like a switch, I could feel him getting hard through his jeans and I quivered, thinking of the possibilities.
I pulled back, looking at the purple and yellow mark that was left on his neck. He had never let me give him a hickey before. He had always stopped me before the mark was fully there. His hands wandered, moving to my belt and slowly undoing the buckle and then the top of my pants, stealing a kiss from me.
We both knew what we wanted and it was like a silent agreement that said we could break all those boundaries that had been previously set. That night there would be no boundaries. He was all mine.
After deepening the kiss I shakily let my hand wander to his belt, undoing it before successfully getting his pants undone. I felt his hands push on my hips, moving my pants lower. My heart started pounding, realizing that I was getting into something that I couldn’t exactly get out of. No pun intended. My pants fell down easily, I suddenly thanked God I had chosen to wear a loose pair of pants, unlike David who was wearing the most delicious skin-tight jeans. I tugged his down, following the jeans down his legs, leaving kisses every time I could get in contact with his skin.
I felt him squirm as I got the pants completely off and kicked the rest of mine off.
I didn’t want to stop touching him. My body had more control over my actions and my mind wasn’t really focused, it wanted one thing, and that thing was David. I pressed kisses up his inner thigh, feeling him grow harder at the sensitive touch.
“Frankie…” he whimpered, gripping at my shoulder and trying to lift me up to his level. “C’mere…”
I smirked, crawling up to his level as he pulled my mouth down onto his, immediately capturing my tongue with his.
His hips started moving into mine, reminding me that the only thing between us was the thin fabric of our boxers. I wanted them gone. I wanted him so bad… I was aching.
My fingers moved to the waistband of his boxers, tugging them downwards.
"Wait.”
I looked at him.
“You’re sure about this?” He gazed at me with eyes glazed over in lust. “There’s kinda no turning back after this, ya know.”
Was I really sure? Was I really sure? Did I want to spend the night with him? Did I to spend every waking moment with the most gorgeous person I had ever met? Hell yeah. I had no doubt.
He bit his lip, watching me.
“I know…” I breathed out. “I want it. Bad.”
The doubt that was in David’s eyes disappeared and he smiled a little leaning up for a small kiss to seal the deal. “You uh… want me to be on top?”
I shook my head, with the reflective expression. “No. I wanna feel you. I can figure it out.”
+ & +
David took the liberty of helping me out, digging through his bag for some lube and a condom. We laughed a little at the small amount of awkwardness and he coached me through the basics. Things felt okay. I was comfortable with him. I wasn’t afraid to screw up, and if I did I wouldn’t feel bad laughing about it with him. No one said sex had to be serious and even though I wanted him to know that I meant everything… I figured laughing would be okay.
I gently pressed his legs further down onto his chest and gripped at the mattress pushing into him, feeling his legs against my chest and the warmth of his inside as it enclosed my member. I let out a moan and looked to David whose back had arched up and his head was back in a silent moan. Who would’ve thought that I almost lost it right there just realizing that I was giving him that erotic pleasure. His fingers laced into my hair, giving it a tug as I waited for his okay to begin moving. He gave a small nod and I pulled back out slightly, pushing in a bit further, causing the two of us to moan.
I was amazed at the ease of things, I just wanted to please David and my body did the rest. My hips moved on their own and I could feel him below me, moving his hips to mine, only amplifying the intensity.
He held me tight; leaning up to plant sloppy, hot kisses on my mouth, which I returned with earnest. I felt a little constricted, not being able to touch the sweating body below me, but that feeling was only there for half-second.
I was completely intoxicated with the feeling of my body and his being joined.
“Mmmf…” I bit my lip hard, pushing into his body, feeling him get tighter and tighter. My bangs fell into my face, wet from my earlier shower and the sweat that had built up through the entire event.
“Uumf, Frankie…” One of David’s hands returned to my hair, tugging at the strands while the other gripped hard at the sheets. I pushed a little further with my remaining strength and was pleased with the reaction I got.
David gasped and his back arched up again, allowing me to lick the tender flesh below me as I felt him tighten around me.
I reached only a moment before I felt the warmth over my abdomen as David came. The two of us rode out that moment with our mouths attached.
Author: lithiumreactant
Pairing: Frank Iero / David Desrosiers
Rating: NC-17 [ Crude language and sexual content ]
POV: First. Frank-centric.
Word Count: 16,118.
Summary: I think I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. Scratch that. I knew I had been questioning my sexuality for a really long time. I mean, I knew that wearing eyeliner and tight jeans was this cool fashion statement thing that everyone was doing, but I liked it. I really liked it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the bands mentioned in this fictional story, however I am always looking for good rent prices.
Author Note: And here I am with another Frank/David story, because I think they're adorable and no one writes them. This is not the sequal to It's Not Really Wrong... Just Hard To Comprehend. It's a new one. Enjoy.
IMPORTANT NOTE [01/10/07]: I realize this story has died guys. I never meant for it to do this, and I really hope that it does get finished. Someone motivate me. I've got the whole story planned with no motivation. Sorry. :[
Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four. Chapter Five. Chapter Six. Chapter Seven. Chapter Eight.
A Quiet Place Where People Understand
. : [ + Chapter Nine+ ] : .
+& Build A Lie In The Hotel Room &+
“Get off me,” David laughed, trying to pry my lips away from his cheek as I stood behind him, letting my hands roam freely over his body. I smiled and kissed the shell of his ear, feeling his flawless skin under my hands.
“You are so hot,” I whispered with the remaining smile that only brightened at his giggle.
“You’re just saying that because you like it when I blow you.”
“Mmm, this is true, but… I’m not kidding,” I moved my head to his neck, placing small, tender kisses on the expanse of his incredibly sensitive and soft flesh. “You make me hard just lookin’ at you.”
“Are you like, constantly horny?”
“Only when I’m around you.” I nibbled at his neck, only to receive a swift smack. “Ow, hey! I didn’t do anything to you!”
“You’re trying to start shit,” he chuckled. “Knock it off.”
“Whaaat? Come on, David… we’re in the bus… alone… no one is coming back for a whi-“
“We’re back!”
My heart sunk and I reluctantly let go of David and plopped onto the couch, grumbling to myself about another lost opportunity to go and ravage David cold. He chuckled and managed to give me a light, chaste kiss before everyone filed it.
“Supp, French Boy?”
"Rien,” he replied smoothly in French, making me shiver. I loved it when that boy spoke French. You wanna talk about a major turn on? Come to think of it… there isn’t much about him that doesn’t turn me on.
“Mhm. I hope you get cancer too. Anyway, Frankie, couple of the bands are hotel bound tonight, we’re all going for showers and beds. You in?”
“Yeah. Sure. Shower sounds great, wouldn’t kill to have a bed either.”
"Sweet,” Bob nodded. “You’ll be rooming with Toro and I. We could only get two rooms, ones a single and the other is a double with a couch. You get the couch.”
“Hey! I thought you said it was for showers and beds! My bunk is more comfy than a couch!”
“But you get a shower.”
This was true… I would kill for a proper shower. Water bottles don’t do much. “Fine.”
“We figured we’d give the single to Gee and Mikey since they’re brothers… it’d be a lot less awkward than me and Toro in a bed.”
“You might like it,” I smirked. I knew I did.
“Yeah. Sure. Is your band going, David?”
He shrugged. “They usually don’t tell me this stuff anyway. I mean… usually we just go and jack someone’s shower and then go back to our bus.”
“Eh… it works. Just don’t come steal ours.”
“I’ll make sure not too,” David smiled.
You think I would be stoked about hotel rooms and David, but the facts were unrealistic. David’s band wasn’t going and even if they were, I was roomed with Toro and Bob and he’d probably be roomed with Pierre and Sebastien. All I was excited about was the possibility of a hot shower.
+ & +
Bob immediately locked himself into the bathroom and stole the shower as soon as we got to the hotel. Toro sat at a table and worked and I sat in front of the couch, not even turning the TV on.
I was bored.
Now, I’m an only child, I could usually entertain myself with anything because that’s what kids do when they don’t have brothers and sisters. I was so bored that I couldn’t see straight. I thought about leaving the room and wandering down the hall to go see the guys from Taking Back Sunday, but there was a shower with my name on it and I wanted to bolt to the door as soon as Bob got out. If he ever got out.
“Frank? Why don’t you order a movie on the TV?”
“No way,” I looked at the remote. “If Bob gets out I’m making a beeline for the bathroom. You can’t trick me like you did last time.”
“So you’re gonna sit and look at the cracks in the wall?”
“Hey, this is a nice hotel, there are only like a couple.”
Ray chuckled, rolled his eyes and muttered the word “freak” under his breath.
Knock. Knock.
We both looked at the door, neither of us moving.
“…I’ll be getting that, I guess,” I got up, hopping over my own bag and grasping the handle of the door, yanking it open.
“First try. Bam.” David looked up at me; his hair slightly damp from what I guessed was a previous shower.
“What are you doing here?!”
“I’m glad you’re happy to see me and all.”
“No,” I laughed a little. “You just said you weren’t coming.”
“Pierre surprised us. We even managed two rooms and now I’m bored.”
“Why’s that?”
“About an hour ago Pierre bailed on me and was like ‘I’m gonna go to the bar.’ I just got a text from him that said he found a chick and is leaving me alone for a while. Come watch a movie with me.”
I looked back over my shoulder. “Ray, I’m gonna go watch a movie with David.”
“Heaven forbid you two spend a day apart.”
David waved and Ray waved back. “You think I could steal a shower from you?”
“From me? That’s filthy.”
I gave David a shove and grabbed some clothes out of my bag. “Later, Ray! I’ll be back!”
+ & +
A half hour later I wandered out of David’s bathroom running my hands through my wet hair and looking over at the vision of perfection that was on the bed, laying on his stomach, staring at the TV screen. He made me melt. I made my way over to the bed, lying on my side next to him.
“Feel better?” He leaned into me.
“Much.”
“Good.”
“What movie we gonna watch?”
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “You didn’t think I was serious about a movie, right? We’re in a hotel room alone and you actually thought we were gonna watch a movie? Oh. You lame-o.”
“Hey, I can go for other plans,” I smirked.
“Nope. We’re gonna watch a movie now.”
David stopped leaning on me and started flipping the channels. I huffed a little, crawling up towards the pillows and pulling him with. He grinned at me and sat back on his legs as I reached for the hem of his shirt and slipped it off over his head, allowing him to do the same to me.
I gently pushed him back onto the bed, taking one of his arms and placing it around my neck before covering his mouth with mine. It felt good to be alone with him. We rarely ever got to be really alone. Our chests pressed together and I marveled at the heavenly contact it made, feeling his flawless, porcelain skin against my chest, rubbing ever so delicately. I left his lips, moving my head down to his neck sucking at the most sensitive part of his body.
He let out the sexiest moan I had ever heard.
That neck of his was like a switch, I could feel him getting hard through his jeans and I quivered, thinking of the possibilities.
I pulled back, looking at the purple and yellow mark that was left on his neck. He had never let me give him a hickey before. He had always stopped me before the mark was fully there. His hands wandered, moving to my belt and slowly undoing the buckle and then the top of my pants, stealing a kiss from me.
We both knew what we wanted and it was like a silent agreement that said we could break all those boundaries that had been previously set. That night there would be no boundaries. He was all mine.
After deepening the kiss I shakily let my hand wander to his belt, undoing it before successfully getting his pants undone. I felt his hands push on my hips, moving my pants lower. My heart started pounding, realizing that I was getting into something that I couldn’t exactly get out of. No pun intended. My pants fell down easily, I suddenly thanked God I had chosen to wear a loose pair of pants, unlike David who was wearing the most delicious skin-tight jeans. I tugged his down, following the jeans down his legs, leaving kisses every time I could get in contact with his skin.
I felt him squirm as I got the pants completely off and kicked the rest of mine off.
I didn’t want to stop touching him. My body had more control over my actions and my mind wasn’t really focused, it wanted one thing, and that thing was David. I pressed kisses up his inner thigh, feeling him grow harder at the sensitive touch.
“Frankie…” he whimpered, gripping at my shoulder and trying to lift me up to his level. “C’mere…”
I smirked, crawling up to his level as he pulled my mouth down onto his, immediately capturing my tongue with his.
His hips started moving into mine, reminding me that the only thing between us was the thin fabric of our boxers. I wanted them gone. I wanted him so bad… I was aching.
My fingers moved to the waistband of his boxers, tugging them downwards.
"Wait.”
I looked at him.
“You’re sure about this?” He gazed at me with eyes glazed over in lust. “There’s kinda no turning back after this, ya know.”
Was I really sure? Was I really sure? Did I want to spend the night with him? Did I to spend every waking moment with the most gorgeous person I had ever met? Hell yeah. I had no doubt.
He bit his lip, watching me.
“I know…” I breathed out. “I want it. Bad.”
The doubt that was in David’s eyes disappeared and he smiled a little leaning up for a small kiss to seal the deal. “You uh… want me to be on top?”
I shook my head, with the reflective expression. “No. I wanna feel you. I can figure it out.”
+ & +
David took the liberty of helping me out, digging through his bag for some lube and a condom. We laughed a little at the small amount of awkwardness and he coached me through the basics. Things felt okay. I was comfortable with him. I wasn’t afraid to screw up, and if I did I wouldn’t feel bad laughing about it with him. No one said sex had to be serious and even though I wanted him to know that I meant everything… I figured laughing would be okay.
I gently pressed his legs further down onto his chest and gripped at the mattress pushing into him, feeling his legs against my chest and the warmth of his inside as it enclosed my member. I let out a moan and looked to David whose back had arched up and his head was back in a silent moan. Who would’ve thought that I almost lost it right there just realizing that I was giving him that erotic pleasure. His fingers laced into my hair, giving it a tug as I waited for his okay to begin moving. He gave a small nod and I pulled back out slightly, pushing in a bit further, causing the two of us to moan.
I was amazed at the ease of things, I just wanted to please David and my body did the rest. My hips moved on their own and I could feel him below me, moving his hips to mine, only amplifying the intensity.
He held me tight; leaning up to plant sloppy, hot kisses on my mouth, which I returned with earnest. I felt a little constricted, not being able to touch the sweating body below me, but that feeling was only there for half-second.
I was completely intoxicated with the feeling of my body and his being joined.
“Mmmf…” I bit my lip hard, pushing into his body, feeling him get tighter and tighter. My bangs fell into my face, wet from my earlier shower and the sweat that had built up through the entire event.
“Uumf, Frankie…” One of David’s hands returned to my hair, tugging at the strands while the other gripped hard at the sheets. I pushed a little further with my remaining strength and was pleased with the reaction I got.
David gasped and his back arched up again, allowing me to lick the tender flesh below me as I felt him tighten around me.
I reached only a moment before I felt the warmth over my abdomen as David came. The two of us rode out that moment with our mouths attached.