Enemies with Benefits {5/8?}
Title: Enemies with Benefits
Summary: There's a fine line between enemies and lovers...
Author: mea... until_the_end_x aka mamoo13
Pairing: Frank/ Gerard, 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: Sex. Angry sex. Blood. Kink. Unprepared sex.
Previous Chapters:
{le Prologue} { One} { Two} { Three} { Four}
Dorm 4… Dorm 5… Dorm 6!
Frank stood in front of Gerard’s dorm, staring at the small sign under the number, reading ‘G. Way’ with ‘M. Way’ beneath it. He hesitated, almost, almost forgetting why he was here. But, when he thought back to the mental image of Gerard making out with Bert on a courtyard bench, it was anger that made him finally knock on the door--hard. On the brink of pounding.
He heard Gerard inside, yelling, ‘I’m coming, I’m fucking coming!’ Frank heard something crash to the floor, and the door opened.
“Oh, Fag! Hi! What brings you here?”
Frank stared at him in shock, and, without warning, slapped him. Gerard blinked in surprise, and stared wide-eyed at Frank.
“What was that for?”
“You asshole!”
“What? What did I do?”
Frank stepped forward slowly. “You said ‘no’ to me, and ‘yes’ to him?” He growled. “What the fuck?”
Gerard blinked slowly. “Um, Frank. We’re enemies, remember? We hate each other.”
Frank glared. “Fine. You’re right. What the fuck ever.”
“Right. Now. Did you want anything else?”
Frank growled lowly in his throat; and lunged forward, locking his hands around Gerard’s neck. “You fucking asshole!” He yelled. He let go of Gerard’s throat, and began to walk away.
Gerard let out a little wheeze, before catching Frank by the arm and pinning him to a nearby wall. He immediately attached their lips, forcing his tongue between Frank’s teeth. Frank moaned lightly, squirming a little below Gerard’s grip.
Moments later, Gerard pulled away, and forcefully shoved Frank into the room and onto his bed. Frank let out another moan as Gerard began to remove his clothes. He let a hand trail down to his growing bulge, which he palmed over, moaning at the friction created.
Gerard climbed on top of Frank, straddling him, and swatted his hand away. He quickly undid his zipper, and reached into his boxers, pulling his dick from its confines. He shoved Frank’s pants and boxers down to his calves, then took him into his mouth, licking over the tip, before pulling off. Frank whimpered.
Gerard materialized a condom out of seemingly nowhere, which he quickly rolled onto himself before shoving into Frank dry and unprepared. Frank screamed loudly at the pain that followed.
Gerard waited a few moments before he began moving, starting out slowly before he was pounding into Frank. With every thrust, he hit Frank’s prostate, making him scream at the combination of pain and pleasure. Gerard pounded into Frank one last time, biting down on his neck and drawing blood, before they came together, panting heavily.
The two collapsed together and were instantly asleep.
Hours later, Frank woke up, still covered with blood and cum. The room was dark, and Gerard was gone. Frank yawned and rolled off the bed, cleaning himself off on Gerard’s sheets, pulling up his trousers, and leaving, slamming the door behind him.
He burst through the door of his dorm, allowing the door to hit the wall, and neglecting to close it. Quinn looked up from where he was reading on the couch.
“Wow, what happened to you? You look like you ran into a vampire on a rampage.”
Frank glared. “He fucked me.”
“Oh. My. God.” Quinn placed his head in his hands. “You’re kidding.”
“Does this look like something I’d kid about?” He snapped, pointing at the bite mark on his neck. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.”
“So Gerard… he’s, um… kinky…”
“Slightly.”
“Does, uh, Bert know about this?”
“Haha, you’re funny.” Frank began to change out of his clothes, ignoring the fact that Quinn was still in the room. He grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it down. Still standing in the center of the main room, he began to clean himself up.
“You look like you got fucked by a truck.”
“Ha… yeah, something along those lines.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“What do you mean?” Frank looked up from where he was cleaning blood from his inner thighs.
Quinn set down his book and looked at Frank seriously. “If Bert finds out, you’re dead. How are you going to keep him from figuring it out? Or, more importantly, what will you do when he does find out?”
Frank dropped his washcloth. “Oh shit, what’ve I done?”
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A/N:
Okay... so I told several of you a new chapter would be up by the end of the week... I lied a little, and I apologize, but... here it is! Filled with hot, angry fucking, and plenty of kink. I hope you enjoy!
As always, comments are love and motivation!!
♥
Summary: There's a fine line between enemies and lovers...
Author: mea... until_the_end_x aka mamoo13
Pairing: Frank/ Gerard, 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: Sex. Angry sex. Blood. Kink. Unprepared sex.
Previous Chapters:
{le Prologue} { One} { Two} { Three} { Four}
Dorm 4… Dorm 5… Dorm 6!
Frank stood in front of Gerard’s dorm, staring at the small sign under the number, reading ‘G. Way’ with ‘M. Way’ beneath it. He hesitated, almost, almost forgetting why he was here. But, when he thought back to the mental image of Gerard making out with Bert on a courtyard bench, it was anger that made him finally knock on the door--hard. On the brink of pounding.
He heard Gerard inside, yelling, ‘I’m coming, I’m fucking coming!’ Frank heard something crash to the floor, and the door opened.
“Oh, Fag! Hi! What brings you here?”
Frank stared at him in shock, and, without warning, slapped him. Gerard blinked in surprise, and stared wide-eyed at Frank.
“What was that for?”
“You asshole!”
“What? What did I do?”
Frank stepped forward slowly. “You said ‘no’ to me, and ‘yes’ to him?” He growled. “What the fuck?”
Gerard blinked slowly. “Um, Frank. We’re enemies, remember? We hate each other.”
Frank glared. “Fine. You’re right. What the fuck ever.”
“Right. Now. Did you want anything else?”
Frank growled lowly in his throat; and lunged forward, locking his hands around Gerard’s neck. “You fucking asshole!” He yelled. He let go of Gerard’s throat, and began to walk away.
Gerard let out a little wheeze, before catching Frank by the arm and pinning him to a nearby wall. He immediately attached their lips, forcing his tongue between Frank’s teeth. Frank moaned lightly, squirming a little below Gerard’s grip.
Moments later, Gerard pulled away, and forcefully shoved Frank into the room and onto his bed. Frank let out another moan as Gerard began to remove his clothes. He let a hand trail down to his growing bulge, which he palmed over, moaning at the friction created.
Gerard climbed on top of Frank, straddling him, and swatted his hand away. He quickly undid his zipper, and reached into his boxers, pulling his dick from its confines. He shoved Frank’s pants and boxers down to his calves, then took him into his mouth, licking over the tip, before pulling off. Frank whimpered.
Gerard materialized a condom out of seemingly nowhere, which he quickly rolled onto himself before shoving into Frank dry and unprepared. Frank screamed loudly at the pain that followed.
Gerard waited a few moments before he began moving, starting out slowly before he was pounding into Frank. With every thrust, he hit Frank’s prostate, making him scream at the combination of pain and pleasure. Gerard pounded into Frank one last time, biting down on his neck and drawing blood, before they came together, panting heavily.
The two collapsed together and were instantly asleep.
Hours later, Frank woke up, still covered with blood and cum. The room was dark, and Gerard was gone. Frank yawned and rolled off the bed, cleaning himself off on Gerard’s sheets, pulling up his trousers, and leaving, slamming the door behind him.
He burst through the door of his dorm, allowing the door to hit the wall, and neglecting to close it. Quinn looked up from where he was reading on the couch.
“Wow, what happened to you? You look like you ran into a vampire on a rampage.”
Frank glared. “He fucked me.”
“Oh. My. God.” Quinn placed his head in his hands. “You’re kidding.”
“Does this look like something I’d kid about?” He snapped, pointing at the bite mark on his neck. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.”
“So Gerard… he’s, um… kinky…”
“Slightly.”
“Does, uh, Bert know about this?”
“Haha, you’re funny.” Frank began to change out of his clothes, ignoring the fact that Quinn was still in the room. He grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it down. Still standing in the center of the main room, he began to clean himself up.
“You look like you got fucked by a truck.”
“Ha… yeah, something along those lines.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“What do you mean?” Frank looked up from where he was cleaning blood from his inner thighs.
Quinn set down his book and looked at Frank seriously. “If Bert finds out, you’re dead. How are you going to keep him from figuring it out? Or, more importantly, what will you do when he does find out?”
Frank dropped his washcloth. “Oh shit, what’ve I done?”
~~~~
A/N:
Okay... so I told several of you a new chapter would be up by the end of the week... I lied a little, and I apologize, but... here it is! Filled with hot, angry fucking, and plenty of kink. I hope you enjoy!
As always, comments are love and motivation!!
♥