It's all in a kiss
Chapter 1: What�s in a kiss
Chapter 1: What’s in a kiss
He just couldn’t understand it. How could someone be in a band with him, be on a tour bus with him, be on stage with him and still try to avoid him?! It was just crazy!
His band mate had been keeping it up for 5 days now. He’d had enough!
It had all started with a kiss.
Such a kiss on stage during a concert was nothing new to Gerard. Frank had started that joke long ago, at the time when there had suddenly been so many girls in the audience. They had appreciated the little fan service and so it had happened from time to time. There had never been anything special about it.
That’s why Gerard had noticed at once that this kiss had been totally different. This time Frank had kissed him with a breathtaking intensity. This kiss hadn’t been a show, it had been real. And it had spoken of lust and intense sensations.
Ever since that show a confused Gerard had been puzzling over the meaning of this kiss. It had been almost for a week now.
Of course he knew, Frank was straight but he also knew that lately the guitarist hadn’t been lucky in love. His last girlfriend had dumped him quite abruptly and the rest of the band hadn’t been able to get her reasons out of Frank. And God knew Ray and Mikey had tried. Their curiosity could be very annoying at times…
So maybe Frank had been frustrated with his love life and was willing to try something new. Actually Gerard wouldn’t have said “no”.
His last relationships had been tiring and the singer had been unhappy, that’s why he’d decided to live without a girlfriend for some time. At the moment he felt all right, just hopping from one affair to another. He took women as well as men as partners, depending on his contemporary preferences.
The singer had to admit that he’d already thought about getting the drop-dead gorgeous guitarist in his bed but had held back because Frank was straight.
Now the situation had changed and Gerard wanted to know more about Frank’s feelings and desires. So his band mates little game of running away slowly made the singer go crazy. But acting shy wouldn’t save the smaller man, at least not for long.
When there was something Gerard really wanted, he’d do anything to get it.
Exactly for this reason he was now following the guitarist through an empty hotel corridor. After a few more steps he reached his pray and grabbed Frank’s arm turning him around almost violently.
“We need to talk!” Gerard’s voice sounded serious almost harsh. The other man looked like a deer caught in the headlight and the singer had felt a shudder going through Frank’s body the moment he’d touched him.
“I… I can’t”, the smaller man stuttered, “… don’t have time. I… have to…”
“What do you have to do?” Gerard barely suppressed a smirk when the guitarist was obviously searching for an excuse and writhed uncomfortably in his unyielding hold.
Before Frank could say anything the singer snapped, “Stop lying!” and added in a deeper voice, “And stop avoiding me!”
“I’m not avoiding you!”
“Oh, it’s running away then?” the taller man wore a devilish grin on his face and shoved Frank towards the wall. “And what about that kiss last week? What did you want to tell me with that?”
“Nothing!” the smaller man pressed out sounding defiant like a child. “That was just a kiss! I’ve kissed you so often on stage!”
This defiance made anger rise up in the singer and in a fast movement he put his hands to Frank’s shoulder pressing his back against the wall. He ground his hips against Frank’s. The little wanton sigh this elicited from the guitarist’s beautiful lips made a smug grin spread on Gerard’s face.
“Do you think I’m stupid?” he asked and pressed his lips on Frank’s. The slow rocking of the taller man’s hips made his band mate moan softly, and Gerard wouldn’t have been Gerard, if he hadn’t taken this chance to push his tongue into Frank’s mouth.
At first the guitarist tried to fight him, but soon he lost both the control over himself and the fight for dominance. The kiss was long and sensual.
When the singer finally broke the kiss, the most beautiful view spread in front of him. Frank’s eyes were closed, his pale skin tinged with a soft blush, his rosy lips were slightly parted and he was panting softly.
Gerard enjoyed the wonderful picture for a moment before saying, “Was that just a little kiss to you? I know you’re interested, Frank. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t react in such an obvious way.” He glanced down towards the bulge forming in Frank’s tight jeans.
“I wanna play with you, Frank. If you wanna play, come to my room tonight and I’ll explain the rules to you.”
With these words the singer took a step back and before Frank had any time to react, he was gone.