I wanna play the game, I want the friction
Title: I wanna play the game, I want the friction
Author: red_ones_fly
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Word Count: 1,113
Rating: R
Warnings: Language
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. This story is as real as the easter bunny
Summary: Frank knew Gerard was behind him, walking slowly, in a slightly cocky fashion.
Author Note: This is a fic based on Gerard's stage antics at their preformance last saturday at Leeds festival. It has been written for
jokerindisguise who was abandoned at the weekend by me because I went to Leeds fest. I'm sorry, I hope this makes up for it! It's also cause she's truly awesome as well :D Title taken from Time Is Running Out by Muse
Frank knew Gerard was behind him, walking slowly, in a slightly cocky fashion. He could practically see the smirk settled on Gerard’s lips, even though he was facing the other way. He was sweaty, smelly and completely exhausted but Frank needed to teach Gerard not to tease him on stage. He’d been glad he had his guitar to help him hide his erection. Frank was usually used to Gerard’s antics on stage, he taught himself to ignore them. But this time Gerard had decided to walk right up to him, place his cheek against Franks, the microphone within his mouth, circle his fingers round it and then stroke it. Before smirking, ruffling his hair and then strutting off again to the front of the stage.
After he’d done that, Frank couldn’t ignore anything else he did. His eyes never left Gerard as he stroked one hand up his left leg, and his hips until it rested on his waist, drinking in every screams of the fans. He still watched as Gerard collapsed onto his knees in front of the drum set before crawling forwards until he was draped across the speaker at the front of the stage. Frank felt a shiver shoot down his spine as he remember how, during ‘Lady Of Sorrows’, Gerard had put the microphone back in his mouth and attempted to scream the last line into it.
Making his mind up, Frank opened the closest door and was pleased to find an empty storage cupboard. Before he slipped in he looked back at Gerard, who was watching him curiously, and sent him a quick smirk. He waited a few minutes, watching the door and grinned when he saw Gerard slip in and shut the door behind him. He waited until Gerard had clicked the light on before he pounced, his lips instantly making contact with Gerard’s and his hands moving down so he was gripping his hips. He heard a breathy chuckle come from Gerard, before he felt lips press against his urgently.
“Someone’s egar isn’t he?” Gerard chuckled as he broke away from the kiss, smirking at him. Frank growled before latching his lips onto his neck and began licking and biting the sensitive flesh. Gerard chuckled again before letting out a loud moan.
“Fuck Frank...” He hissed as Frank bit the sensitive flesh of him collarbone. Frank shivered as he felt Gerard grip his hair and tug it.
“You’re such a fucking tease.” Frank growled before sucking his neck, smirking when it left a mark. Gerard chuckled, arching his back against the door.
“Am I? I didn’t realise it.” Gerard whispered, huskily. One of his hands trailing, slowly, down Frank’s body before it rested on his arse and squeezed.
“Fuck this.” Frank hissed. He reached down and tugged at Gerard’s belt and trousers, grinning when they fell and pooled around his ankles. Gerard yelped in surprise as the cold air hit his naked legs.
“What the hell Frank? Warn me next time.” Gerard said, his eyes widening as Frank kneeled down in front of him and buried his face in Gerard’s crotch, humming at the smell of his boyfriend’s arousal. Frank grinned as he heard Gerard moan and curse softly.
“Come on Frank, do something!” Gerard pleaded, leaning heavily against the door. Frank shook his head, rubbing his face against Gerard’s clothed erection and smirking when he heard him whimpering.
“Nope, I’m just going to stay like this.” Frank hummed. He heard a groan and a loud bang indicating he’d thumped his head against the door. He couldn’t help but chuckle which produced another whimper.
“Fuck you Frank.” Gerard hissed, banging his fist against the door in frustration as Frank looked up and grinned at him, innocently. Frank couldn’t help but enjoy the torture he was putting Gerard through. He’d spent the entire show hiding his hard on with his guitar, silently pleading no one would notice. He deserved this moment of teasing.
Grinning, Frank slowly began to rise off his knees, tugging Gerard’s t-shirt up with him as he began to lick his way up Gerard’s abdomen and chest, allowing the t-shirt to bunch round his neck. He smirked as he saw Gerard’s eyes were clenched shut, he was breathing heavily and his cheeks had acquired a light flush. Deciding he’d punished his boyfriend enough Frank leaned forward and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, while dipping his hand into his boxers and gently stroking Gerard’s cock, producing a whine from his aroused boyfriend.
He pulled away from Gerard, smirking, and quickly dropped to his knees again, pulling off Gerard’s boxers and within seconds his mouth had enveloped his cock. Gerard whimpered, low in his throat, his hips bucking forward, forcing Frank to take in more of himself. Frank hummed and was delighted as he heard Gerard moan loudly.
“Frank, you feel so fucking good.” Gerard gasped, moaning again as Frank scraped his teeth lightly against the head of his cock. Frank hummed again as he worked on bobbing his head more, taking in more and more of Gerard each time. He hummed once more, licking the underside of his cock before he felt Gerard shiver violently and then he was coming in his mouth. He heard Gerard moan loudly, before slumping against the door shivering and panting. Frank grinned, licking his lips and stood up, helping Gerard fasten his jeans.
“Fuck Frank!” Gerard gasped, grinning. Frank smirked, feeling pretty smug. “We just headlined fucking Reading and Leeds!” Frank blinked in surprise, shocked by Gerard’s turn in the conversation.
“Hang on.” Frank mumbled, raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend. “I just give you a mind blowing blowjob and all you can comment on is the show?” He watched as Gerard nodded vigorously, a slight smirk on his lips.
“We did it, Frank! We fucking did it!” Gerard squealed, turning round and opening the closet door, bouncing on his heels slightly. Frank continued to stand still, shocked and slightly confused. Suddenly Gerard turned round and crashed his lips onto Franks in a desperate and passionate kiss. Frank moaned as Gerard pulled away, licking along his jaw and nibbling on his earlobe.
“But thank you.” Gerard breathed against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. He blinked and suddenly Gerard was gone, the distant sound of his footsteps and his occasional ‘We fucking did it!’ ran down the corridor. Frank shook his head, smiling slightly, and stepped forward to exit the cupboard, however he froze, the realisation that he was still hard hitting him. Frank growled and stalked out the cupboard, fully intent on hunting down Gerard again and making him pay for abandoning him without reciprocating.