Freedom Comes in Many Forms [1/1]
Title: Freedom Comes in Many Forms [1/1]
Author: my_life_myway33
Pairing: Mikey Way/Frank Iero
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd
Word Count: 535
Summary: Frank takes a bet from Mikey to the shock and horror of his other band mates.
Written for the Birth Suit Contest on Mibba.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but the words and the plot.
“I’ll give you two hundred dollars to play fully naked,” Mikey challenged with a grin.
Frank raised his eyebrow and sat back a bit in his seat, “Money I got.”
“Okay then, what do you want?”
“A blow job,” Frank said with a grin. “You give me a world class blow job and I will play naked at our next show.”
Mikey laughed and put his feet up on the table. “Deal, but totally naked nothing but your guitar to cover you.”
Frank nodded and got to his feet. “You’ve got it.” He held out his hand and Mikey shook it firmly then grinned at him.
The next night Frank kept to himself before the show so that nobody could stop him and Mikey couldn’t stop grinning. In all honesty Frank had wanted to play on stage naked since the first time he took the stage, now he could just actually do it. As they finally called show time Frank stepped out of the dressing room with his socks and shoes on and a guitar slung low. Gerard’s mouth was on the floor when Frank stepped onto stage and he missed a few words, not that it mattered, the crowd took it up for him.
Eventually he gathered his wits about him again and got back on track, while Bob fumbled a bit and so did Ray. They never ever thought they’d see Frank do that of all things, but damn if he wasn’t but naked. He didn’t move as much around the stage as he normally did, but he felt freer than he ever had before. He honestly couldn’t believe he hadn’t done this before.
Not even the sting of a tattoo needle or the prick of the heroin needle [when he used to use] could compare to the feeling Frank felt up on that sage in the buff that night. Mikey certainly loved the show and by the end of it he felt Frank earned much more than just a blow job.
So he cornered him in a dressing room and bent him over the counter in front of the mirror so he could watch himself as Mikey slammed into him hard and fast. Whispering words to Frank that made his face heat with more than just pleasure. He’d never heard Mikey talk that way before and God did he love it.
He reached behind him and fisted his hand in Mikey’s hair while he rocked with his thrusts. He felt each thrust in every inch of his body and he did not last long. Mikey milked him with long strokes of his hand before he let himself tip over the edge.
Later that night as they were snuggled close in their bunk, Frank with his head on Mikey’s chest he grinned and winced as he shifted, he was so sore, but it was so nice. “I think I’m gunna have to do that more often,” Frank murmured against Mikey’s neck.
“Yes, I think so,” Mikey agreed.
“Yes, I think I’ll play naked for every show from now on.”
“NO!” Came Ray, Gerard and Bob’s loud protest then came flying objects into the bunk leaving Frank and Mikey to laugh themselves to sleep.
Author: my_life_myway33
Pairing: Mikey Way/Frank Iero
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd
Word Count: 535
Summary: Frank takes a bet from Mikey to the shock and horror of his other band mates.
Written for the Birth Suit Contest on Mibba.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but the words and the plot.
“I’ll give you two hundred dollars to play fully naked,” Mikey challenged with a grin.
Frank raised his eyebrow and sat back a bit in his seat, “Money I got.”
“Okay then, what do you want?”
“A blow job,” Frank said with a grin. “You give me a world class blow job and I will play naked at our next show.”
Mikey laughed and put his feet up on the table. “Deal, but totally naked nothing but your guitar to cover you.”
Frank nodded and got to his feet. “You’ve got it.” He held out his hand and Mikey shook it firmly then grinned at him.
The next night Frank kept to himself before the show so that nobody could stop him and Mikey couldn’t stop grinning. In all honesty Frank had wanted to play on stage naked since the first time he took the stage, now he could just actually do it. As they finally called show time Frank stepped out of the dressing room with his socks and shoes on and a guitar slung low. Gerard’s mouth was on the floor when Frank stepped onto stage and he missed a few words, not that it mattered, the crowd took it up for him.
Eventually he gathered his wits about him again and got back on track, while Bob fumbled a bit and so did Ray. They never ever thought they’d see Frank do that of all things, but damn if he wasn’t but naked. He didn’t move as much around the stage as he normally did, but he felt freer than he ever had before. He honestly couldn’t believe he hadn’t done this before.
Not even the sting of a tattoo needle or the prick of the heroin needle [when he used to use] could compare to the feeling Frank felt up on that sage in the buff that night. Mikey certainly loved the show and by the end of it he felt Frank earned much more than just a blow job.
So he cornered him in a dressing room and bent him over the counter in front of the mirror so he could watch himself as Mikey slammed into him hard and fast. Whispering words to Frank that made his face heat with more than just pleasure. He’d never heard Mikey talk that way before and God did he love it.
He reached behind him and fisted his hand in Mikey’s hair while he rocked with his thrusts. He felt each thrust in every inch of his body and he did not last long. Mikey milked him with long strokes of his hand before he let himself tip over the edge.
Later that night as they were snuggled close in their bunk, Frank with his head on Mikey’s chest he grinned and winced as he shifted, he was so sore, but it was so nice. “I think I’m gunna have to do that more often,” Frank murmured against Mikey’s neck.
“Yes, I think so,” Mikey agreed.
“Yes, I think I’ll play naked for every show from now on.”
“NO!” Came Ray, Gerard and Bob’s loud protest then came flying objects into the bunk leaving Frank and Mikey to laugh themselves to sleep.