Enemies With Benefits {2/6?}
Title: Enemies with Benefits
Summary: There's a fine line between enemies and lovers...
Author: mea... mamoo13
Pairing: Frank/ Gerard implied Mikey/Quinn
Rating: NC17
POV: 3rd
Disclaimer: Genuine Fake. If you or one of your friends goes by the name of Frank Iero or Gerard Way, turn back now.
Author's Notes: A High School AU. Prologue based off the ideas and prompting of frankiestienn, vamptic_viv, and randommouthwash. Chapter plot with help from frankiestienn. Previously a standalone, now a chapter fic.
Warnings: Extremelly flamboyant Quinn. Baaaaddd Mikey Fuckin Way pun....
Previous Chapters:
{le Prologue} { One}
Frank pulled his textbooks from his locker in a hurry, hoping the bell would hold off for just another minute. As he was closing the locker door, he noticed a note sitting in the bottom of his locker, miraculously clear from the rest of the mess. He grabbed it, and ran for his class.
A few minutes later, he sat in French, ignoring the teacher, as always, and he opened the note in curiosity.
‘Meet me in my dorm tonight after dinner. My roommate will be out. Dorm 6.’
In the bottom corner was scrolled:
'Gee'
Frank felt himself turn red, and tried to actually pay attention to the lesson for once, but found himself picturing what could happen in Gerard’s dorm. He was instantly hard.
The next hour dragged by, until finally, he was released from his class. He left silently, not speaking to anyone, until Quinn popped up randomly beside him and instantly began talking.
“Frankie! Guess what, you’ll never believe it, hell I can’t believe it, I have a date! I have a date, and you’ll never guess with who!”
Frank blinked, pulling himself from his very dirty thoughts, and looked at Quinn. “What?”
“I have a date, Frankie!! Guess who it’s with.”
“Um…”
“The boy I’ve had a crush on for, like, two weeks…”
“Oh, come on, Quinn, do you have any idea how many boys you’ve told me you’ve had a crush on in the past two weeks?” Frank raised an eyebrow at him, and stopped at his locker.
“Mikey Way! I have a date with Mikey Fuckin Way!!” He fell back against the lockers with a very girlish sigh. “He’s so perfect, Frankie. So thin and tall, and he has a perfect ass…” He sighed again.
“I got it, Quinn, he’s perfect. And since when did you become such a girl?” Frank glanced at him, closing his locker.
“Since Mikey asked me on a date!” He squealed. Frank rolled his eyes.
Science passed slower than French had, with Quinn bouncing around excitedly the whole time. Frank kept reminding himself that after Science was break, and after break was dinner, and after dinner, was-- and then he would break into dirty thoughts.
When Science ended, Frank all but flew to his locker to put his textbooks away, and flew back to his dorm to decide what to wear. He decided on the too-tight jeans and one of the band t-shirts he’d snuck in against the school’s dress code of no tight and/or revealing clothing, and no inappropriate t-shirts. He doubted that his Black Flag t-shirt would be considered appropriate in this school.
Finally, it was dinnertime. Frank hurried to the dinner hall faster than was really necessary, and sat down, eager to get his food. From his seat, he could see Gerard sitting with his brother and friends. When Gerard looked over at him, he smiled and blushed, and Gerard winked. Frank only blushed harder, and felt his pants tighten.
When dinner was over, Frank, once again, nearly flew back to his own dorm, and put on his jeans and Black Flag t-shirt. He fixed his hair, and put on eyeliner-- also against school dress code-- and walked as calmly as possible, to dorm 6.
He knocked quietly, and the door opened almost immediately, revealing Gerard, also dressed in tight jeans, but also in a black button-up shirt.
“Hi,” Frank said shyly, stepping in as Gerard had motioned him to do.
The door was barely closed before Gerard attacked Frank, pinning him against it. Frank let out a muffled half-gasp, half-moan. Gerard led Frank backwards toward his bed, where they fell moments later.
Gerard broke the kiss, and began lifting Frank’s shirt up, kissing at newly exposed skin as he did, and making Frank gasp lightly at the contact. The shirt was soon gone, and Gerard had attached himself to Frank’s neck, kissing and biting there.
Suddenly, Frank flipped them, so Gerard was lying on the bed. He positioned his legs on either side of Gerard’s hips, and leaned down for a wet, sloppy kiss, which he broke almost immediately. He leaned down further still and began to unbutton Gerard’s shirt with his teeth, never taking his eyes off the taller boy’s. Gerard moaned lightly at the sight.
Once Gerard’s shirt was completely unbuttoned, Frank opened it quickly, and licked a hot stripe up Gerard’s stomach, causing him to arch up off the bed. He leaned in for another kiss, this one more chaste than the others, and pulled away.
He sat up slightly, holding his hands on either side of Gerard’s head, and looked into his eyes.
“Gerard, will you be my boyfriend?”
~~~~
Quick update!! Yay!! I'm actually rather proud of myself for this, so I hope you all like it!! And for future reference, I did not mean to make Quinn as flamboyant as he is, and the Mikey Fuckin Way, well, it was typed before I realized it... Just figured I'd throw that out there...
Summary: There's a fine line between enemies and lovers...
Author: mea... mamoo13
Pairing: Frank/ Gerard implied Mikey/Quinn
Rating: NC17
POV: 3rd
Disclaimer: Genuine Fake. If you or one of your friends goes by the name of Frank Iero or Gerard Way, turn back now.
Author's Notes: A High School AU. Prologue based off the ideas and prompting of frankiestienn, vamptic_viv, and randommouthwash. Chapter plot with help from frankiestienn. Previously a standalone, now a chapter fic.
Warnings: Extremelly flamboyant Quinn. Baaaaddd Mikey Fuckin Way pun....
Previous Chapters:
{le Prologue} { One}
Frank pulled his textbooks from his locker in a hurry, hoping the bell would hold off for just another minute. As he was closing the locker door, he noticed a note sitting in the bottom of his locker, miraculously clear from the rest of the mess. He grabbed it, and ran for his class.
A few minutes later, he sat in French, ignoring the teacher, as always, and he opened the note in curiosity.
‘Meet me in my dorm tonight after dinner. My roommate will be out. Dorm 6.’
In the bottom corner was scrolled:
'Gee'
Frank felt himself turn red, and tried to actually pay attention to the lesson for once, but found himself picturing what could happen in Gerard’s dorm. He was instantly hard.
The next hour dragged by, until finally, he was released from his class. He left silently, not speaking to anyone, until Quinn popped up randomly beside him and instantly began talking.
“Frankie! Guess what, you’ll never believe it, hell I can’t believe it, I have a date! I have a date, and you’ll never guess with who!”
Frank blinked, pulling himself from his very dirty thoughts, and looked at Quinn. “What?”
“I have a date, Frankie!! Guess who it’s with.”
“Um…”
“The boy I’ve had a crush on for, like, two weeks…”
“Oh, come on, Quinn, do you have any idea how many boys you’ve told me you’ve had a crush on in the past two weeks?” Frank raised an eyebrow at him, and stopped at his locker.
“Mikey Way! I have a date with Mikey Fuckin Way!!” He fell back against the lockers with a very girlish sigh. “He’s so perfect, Frankie. So thin and tall, and he has a perfect ass…” He sighed again.
“I got it, Quinn, he’s perfect. And since when did you become such a girl?” Frank glanced at him, closing his locker.
“Since Mikey asked me on a date!” He squealed. Frank rolled his eyes.
Science passed slower than French had, with Quinn bouncing around excitedly the whole time. Frank kept reminding himself that after Science was break, and after break was dinner, and after dinner, was-- and then he would break into dirty thoughts.
When Science ended, Frank all but flew to his locker to put his textbooks away, and flew back to his dorm to decide what to wear. He decided on the too-tight jeans and one of the band t-shirts he’d snuck in against the school’s dress code of no tight and/or revealing clothing, and no inappropriate t-shirts. He doubted that his Black Flag t-shirt would be considered appropriate in this school.
Finally, it was dinnertime. Frank hurried to the dinner hall faster than was really necessary, and sat down, eager to get his food. From his seat, he could see Gerard sitting with his brother and friends. When Gerard looked over at him, he smiled and blushed, and Gerard winked. Frank only blushed harder, and felt his pants tighten.
When dinner was over, Frank, once again, nearly flew back to his own dorm, and put on his jeans and Black Flag t-shirt. He fixed his hair, and put on eyeliner-- also against school dress code-- and walked as calmly as possible, to dorm 6.
He knocked quietly, and the door opened almost immediately, revealing Gerard, also dressed in tight jeans, but also in a black button-up shirt.
“Hi,” Frank said shyly, stepping in as Gerard had motioned him to do.
The door was barely closed before Gerard attacked Frank, pinning him against it. Frank let out a muffled half-gasp, half-moan. Gerard led Frank backwards toward his bed, where they fell moments later.
Gerard broke the kiss, and began lifting Frank’s shirt up, kissing at newly exposed skin as he did, and making Frank gasp lightly at the contact. The shirt was soon gone, and Gerard had attached himself to Frank’s neck, kissing and biting there.
Suddenly, Frank flipped them, so Gerard was lying on the bed. He positioned his legs on either side of Gerard’s hips, and leaned down for a wet, sloppy kiss, which he broke almost immediately. He leaned down further still and began to unbutton Gerard’s shirt with his teeth, never taking his eyes off the taller boy’s. Gerard moaned lightly at the sight.
Once Gerard’s shirt was completely unbuttoned, Frank opened it quickly, and licked a hot stripe up Gerard’s stomach, causing him to arch up off the bed. He leaned in for another kiss, this one more chaste than the others, and pulled away.
He sat up slightly, holding his hands on either side of Gerard’s head, and looked into his eyes.
“Gerard, will you be my boyfriend?”
~~~~
Quick update!! Yay!! I'm actually rather proud of myself for this, so I hope you all like it!! And for future reference, I did not mean to make Quinn as flamboyant as he is, and the Mikey Fuckin Way, well, it was typed before I realized it... Just figured I'd throw that out there...