Ganache Oneshot
Paring- Frank/Gerard
Warings- Sex, 69ing, FoodSex
Ganache
It was muggy. It was one of those days you wanted to climb into the freezer, and never come out. It was a sticky heat that made your jeans cling to your skin and you had to peel them off. Sketching at the table in this heat was a young male of twenty three named Gerard. His body was in a white wife beater and black shorts that only went up to his thighs- mind you his legs were bare- he shaves them. His pale skin was just waiting to be touched.
He set his pencil down, before standing up and moving away from the table, away from his finished artwork, and he turned on the sink washing his hands. After his hands were washed, he opened the fridge, his eyes searching for a bowl. A content look crossed his face when he found the food he was looking for- a small bowl with a variety of fruit in it. It contained, strawberries- red and ripe, cherries- a dark black color the perfect color, pineapple, a bright yellow, mango, it was fresh and bright, and passion fruit and star fruit.
Taking the bowl from the fridge he set it on the counter, before looking in the fridge for the other bowl. The other bowl was filled with Ganache, a chocolate sauce made from semi-sweet chocolate and heavy cream; it hardens smoothly when poured on an object. Gerard took the hardened bowl of Ganache, and placed it over water he had started to boil to heat the chocolate sauce until smooth, it took a mere ten minutes. Gerard set up a sheet tray wax on it followed by a drip rack, placing a good amount of fruit on it. He placed three strawberries, a cherry, one pineapple, and a piece of star fruit. He dipped the chocolate halfway on the fruits, causing the bright colors to pop from the fruit. His fingers were now covered in the rich chocolate sauce, and he placed them to his lips licking the chocolate remains from his skin, humming content in pleasure at the rich taste.
Across the room was another male, his eyes dark watching Gerard. His breathing hitched at the sight of him licking chocolate from his fingertips and skin. He had long black hair- well brunette unlike his counterpart that had striking strawberry red hair. The male was nineteen, dressed in a black dress shirt and black ripped jeans that were painfully tight not just from the heat. Gerard paid him no attention, clearing his mess putting the chocolate covered fruit aside, before taking the wax paper with the leftover Ganache from beneath it and folding it in half over the bowl before squeezing down the wax smearing chocolate all over the skin while the leftovers went into the bowl. Gerard's eyes glanced away from the chocolate for a brief second catching the other male's gaze. "You're home early…" Gerard said throwing the ruined wax away before licking his hand clean of chocolate.
"I was finished with songs early tonight…" He replies his eyes watching Gerard clean himself humming in pleasure. "Must you do that?" He asks me.
"Do what? Frankie?" Gerard says much too innocently, still licking his hand off, chocolate smeared on his lips.
Frank walks over to him dark eyes, and his eyes look so lusty. "You know what." He says to Gerard.
"I was just cleaning my mess up. I was making chocolate covered fruit..."Gerard says with a grin. Frank goes over to the bowl of Ganache and stirs a finger into it. He pulls his finger out of it, and licks it off, Gerard watches him as he does so. "Fruit?" Gerard asks him quietly, his voice sounds like it's up to something. Frank nods his clothing sticking to his skin. Gerard picks up a piece of pineapple without chocolate, and he beckons Frank to come here the fruit only halfway in his mouth. Frank goes up on the balls of his feet, and meets Gerard's lips kissing him hard, and bites down on the fruit. The kiss tastes tangy and tart only a bit of sweet, teeth and tongue. Frank's fingers twine though Gerard's hair, his fingers tugging causing a whimper to fall off his lips. Frank pulls away from him, reaching behind him to grab at a plain seedless cherry from the counter.
He bites the red-black fruit between his lips letting the juice drip down his chin, and down his shirt, Gerard, watches him, his eyes dark. Gerard kisses him again, licking Frank's lips tasting the sweet juice on his tongue. The mix of pineapple and cherry on their tongues, Gerard's fingers into the chocolate smearing it on the side of Frank's neck, and he moans into the kiss softly, at the feel of chocolate on his skin. They pull away with a wet pop, and Frank's lips are sore and abused from kissing. Frank with one and undoes the buttons on his black dress shirt, and Gerard's eyes can see that the chocolate dripped down his neck creating a line of it. Gerard grabs the small spoon in the bowl, flinging some of the sauce at Frank, who whimpers at response at the feel of it on his skin, before Gerard takes the hardening and thickening chocolate and applies it to both of Frank's nipples coating them with it, and Gerard breathes over them watching as the hard. "Gee…" Frank whines softly, and he smirks at him.
Gerard takes a strawberry between his teeth, biting down on the fruit before kissing the fuck out of him. The fruit is sweet and tart in their mouths and Frank, tugs Gerard's hair whimpering softly into the kiss. One of Gerard's hands flicks against Frank's chocolate covered nipple and he presses against him, and whimpers into Gerard's mouth causing him to groan. Gerard moves from kissing him to placing his pale pink lips on a nipple and sucking, the flavor of chocolate heavy in his mouth and along with Frank's own taste. Frank's hands clutch at the counter helplessly, letting out small whimpers and moans from his mouth at the heat.
"Fuck. Please. Please." Frank whines, and Gerard loves him like this. He loves him begging like this acting like a slut and just letting him do whatever he wants to him.
Gerard leans into his ear nipping the ear shell before speaking. "How about we 69, and then I fuck your little ass into next week." Gerard's voice is like sex poured over cigarettes- is that even possible for someone to sound like that? Frank lets out a moan in response, and Gerard, gives him the bowl of chocolate to bring upstairs and he grabs one more strawberry, putting the other fruit away in the fridge.
They both scramble upstairs; Frank is already naked before he enters the room, the chocolate pattern stark against his tattoos. Gerard strips at a slower rate, and Frank watches him, his eyes hard and lusty. Gerard joins him on the bed strawberry between his teeth and kisses him and they both bite down on the juicy fruit, red juice dripping down their chins. They end up tangled on the sheets, Gerard's fingers gripping Frank's ass while they kiss, groans and whimpers from both their mouths. When they pull away crimson hair is a mess and ruffled and it looks like they fucked from how filthy they look, and pre-come dripping all over the sheets.
Gerard reverses the way he's lying but before he does that he grabs the bowl of somewhat hardened Ganache and finds the spoon, and Frank seems to realize- how screwed he is, his eyes dark as Gerard picks up the spoon and smoothers the chocolate down to his erection, and he whimpers, because it is kinda cold now, and it feels funny against his skin. Frank's face is level with Gerard's dick so he tries not to focus on the fact he's smearing chocolate over his dick and starts to suck on his erection.
Gerard lets out a low whimper, squirming a little but Frank's hands hold him still. Then Frank feels in, his erection feels heavy as if confined. Oh fuck no Did he just use that as a makeshift cock ring? Gerard seems to smirk, and goes to not touching Frank's erection but starts rimming him, which make Frank in turn almost deep throat Gerard from being so sensitive to it. He can feel the pulsing heat of Gerard's tongue against his ass, the deep wet heat that comes with it, followed by the probing of his fingers in Frank's ass, and he wants to cry because he wants to come and the damned hardened chocolate is in the way.
Gerard jerks twice in his grip, his hips arching against Frank's mouth, letting out a few curses and moans at the feeling of his tongue on his cock. "Fuck, Frankie I'm gonna"- He doesn't finish that thought, he lets out a high moan, Frank milking him dry, swallowing his load, the cum feeling sticky salty yet sweet on his tongue. Gerard rolls over panting looking at Frank.
Frank is sprawled against the sheets, drenched in sweat, chocolate hardened on his nipples and cock, his eyes are needy. He's breathing heavy, and his eyes are closed, his face flushed. His face looks wrecked, completely and utterly wrecked and he hasn't even cum yet. "Gee, please. Please." Frank's voice has that tone- he's so needy and wrecked right now and needs it.
Gerard smirks, before probing two fingers back in him teasing him making him arch and writher against the sheets. "Do you have any idea how fuckable you look right now?" Gerard says to him his voice low, and it makes Frank arch even more.
"Please. Oh god. Please." Frank says not even sure why he's begging but he is.
"What do you need Frankie hmmm?" Gerard says while striking that one spot in Frank that makes him let out a small scream of pleasure.
"Gerard. Please. Please. I need you to fuck me please. I need to cum please…" Frank's whining ever so slightly and Gerard loves it.
"Such, a good boy." Gerard says to him with another hit to that spot making him cry out again gripping the sheets, and Gerard pulls his fingers out of him.
"On your knees." Frank struggles with the simple command, almost falling over because he needs it so badly. He wants it so badly. Gerard eases himself in with no warning griping Frank's shoulders making the guitarist cry out loudly in ecstasy, because Gerard hits that one spot on the first thrust, causing him to moan loudly, his head in the sheets. Gerard loves fucking him like this because he looks so perfect on his knees crying out.
Gerard's fingers wrap around the chocolate covered dick warming the chocolate with his hands, it begins to become slick against his grip mixing with the pre-come, and Frank moans loudly again as he thrusts into him. When Frank comes, it sends Gerard over the edge again, Frank's screaming in pleasure- his moans muffled against the pillows, his fingers tangled in the sheets moaning to his heart's content. When they both come down from their high Gerard, rolls beside Frank, putting the chocolate on the dresser, and Gerard licks his hand, and the taste is something different- something he likes and he gives Frank a light kiss who whimpers from being so sensitive right now, who's flicking chocolate from his nipples. "Fuck, I am never letting you near chocolate again." Frank pants out breathing heavy face flushed.
"Oh please you liked it." Gerard returns with a smirk.
"I love you." Frank tells him. Gerard smiles wiping the remains of chocolate on the sheets, and kisses Frank's forehead as he settles against Gerard's chest, his head on it. He's warm and blessed out, and happy and well fucked. Very well fucked out mind you.
"I love you too," Gerard returns back before his eyes close, and Frank falls asleep on his chest, their fingers intertwined on the bed.