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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hey guys, okay this is
kinda new for me. I mean I’ve written slash in the past, just not in the MCR category, I have NEVER written any scenes of sexual nature (I know its weird) but ANY constructive criticism on this would be very, very much appreciated. Thanks.
Gerard sat with his sketchbook in front of him. He flicked his eyes up from the drawing long enough to glance at his inspiration. He watched carefully, watching exactly how to lips curved into that oh-so-familiar smile, before turning his eyes back on the page and sketching those couple of details that seemed to make the face come alive, just like him. class=GramE>So full of life and laughter...
“Hey Gee! What you working on?” Gerard jumped, snapping the book shut. “Nothing.”
“Aww.” Frank pouted. “Come on! Let me see!”
“No!” Gerard insisted. “It’s not done!”
“Please Gee?” Frank batted his eyelashes and did that puppy dog look that made Gerard go weak in the knees. However, Gerard stuck to his guns. “No!”
Frank tried to snatch the book, which of course Gerard didn’t allow. It escalated quickly and soon ended up as a full blown tickling match between the best friends. Frank pinned Gerard to the tour bus floor, straddling him and tickling his sides without mercy. “Frank!” he squealed with laughter. “Get off me!” Gerard batted his eyes away in a desperate attempt.
Frank pulled back for a second. “And why should I?” They stared at each other for a moment, neither saying a word. It seemed like an eternity then Gerard was sure he saw Frank beginning to lean down. “Hello! Children! Right in the gangway here!” Ray said, trying to step over and failing.
This snapped the two back to reality and Frank got to his feet, holding out his hand to Gerard and pulling him to his feet. Ray passed them with a “thanks” and a chuckle.
The pair sat back down on the sofa. “So really?” Frank pursued. “What were you working on?”
“God! You’re like a dog with a bone! You won’t just drop it!” Gerard laughed.
“What?! I’m just curious!”
“Ever heard the phrase ‘Curiosity killed the cat’?”
“Fine. If you don’t want to tell me that just fine but I’m going off to sulk now.” Frank mock stormed off causing Gee to laugh again.
***
Frank swung into his bunk, pulling the curtain closed.
‘Was he really drawing me? I noticed him staring when I was talking to Mikey. It would explain why he didn’t wanna show me. And if that’s true and he was drawing me, it begs the question...why?’
It was with these troubled thoughts that Frank drifted into an uneasy sleep.
***
A couple of days later, Frank came out of the back room after playing some X-Box. He noticed it was deserted in the front area. He sat down on one of the sofas and glanced around. It was then he noticed Gerard’s sketchbook lying next to him. He’d shown his bits and pieces in it before so surely he wouldn’t mind...?
Looking around nervously. He reached out slowly, taking the book in his hands and bringing it slowly on to his lap. He ran a hand over the front cover gently. He glanced around again. “I wonder...” he whispered.
He flicked it open.
***
Gerard hummed a soft tune as he exited the bathroom, shaking the last of the excess moisture from his hands. He walked into the main area of the bus and froze at the scene before him. Frank sitting with style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>his sketchbook on his lap, flicking through the drawings, hundreds of pictures, most of him at different times, different moods...
“What...the fuck...do you think you’re doing?” Frank jumped about a mile in the air. “Gee...I...”
Gerard stormed over and snatched the large sketchpad from his hands. “This is private!! There’s a reason I don’t show anyone most of my drawings!! Especially when they’re not finished...” Gee glanced down at the book, a hand resting softly on the cover, feeling the tears sting at the back of his eyes.
“But...Gee, I...I didn’t...” Gerard didn’t allow him to finish the sentence. He just stormed to the back room, slamming the door and locking it. “Gee! Wait!”
Frank listened at the door intently, only to hear sobbing.
***
Mikey, Ray and Bob got on the bus some time later. Frankie was sitting in the front room, staring blankly at the wall. “Frank? class=SpellE>Helloooo? Earth calling Frankie!” Mikey clicked in front of his face causing him to snap out of it. “Oh. Hey guys.”
“Hey yourself. Where’s Gee?”
“Umm...” Frank averted his eyes slightly. “The back room I think...”
“Frank? What...” Mikey didn’t get a chance to complete his question. “Mikey! Hey! I thought I heard you guys come back!”
Mikey smiled at his exuberant brother as Gee bounded up to him. “Did you get my comics?”
“Of course.” Mikey retrieved a small stack from his bag and Gerard grinned manically. Frank got to his feet. “Hey Gee? You alright?”
Gerard blanked the youngest and began talking to Bob. So, he tried. Again. “Gee? Fancy a game on the X-Box?” class=GramE>Again nothing. Frank sighed and then trailed off towards the back of the bus. Gerard glanced back at him but didn’t follow, just flopped into a chair, half talking to the others whilst picking out a comic to read.
Frank, meanwhile, wandered into the back room, pondering if a video game would chill him out enough to try talking to Gee again about all this later. He picked up the controller but then realised the TV remote was missing. He frowned, beginning to search for it, finally finding it under one of the pillows. It was then he spotted, next to said pillow, a scrunched up piece of paper. He picked it up and slowly unravelled it, gasping as he revealed his own face. He stared at the piece of artwork for some time, the detail of the lips and the eyes, they were exquisite. He had to talk to Gerard...
***
When he walked into the central area, the paper still balled in his fist, everyone was still there. Bob on his laptop, Ray working on a tune on his guitar, Mikey texting someone...and Gerard, well he was reading as per usual.
“Gerard?” He didn’t even look up. “Can I talk to you?”
This question had gotten Mikey’s attention but he was soon distracted by his phone flashing up new messages at him.
“Gee! Please! Talk to me!” Frank grabbed his arm, almost desperately. This definitely got Gerard’s attention. He snapped his head round, glaring fiercely. He spoke dangerously low. “Remove your hand before I remove it for you...”
They had the whole band’s attention by this point. “But Gee! Please! Just let me explain...”
“I’m warning you Frank. Let...go.” Bob stepped in then. “Okay guys; wanna take this somewhere else...Or Frankie? Gee’s obviously pissed so why don’t you leave him alone for a while yeah?”
Frank looked from Bob to Gerard and back again, before getting up and running back to the bunks, a few sobs escaping him.
“What the hell was that Gee?” Mikey asked, staring intently at his brother. “He did something he wasn’t meant to...” Gerard shrugged. “And now he’s paying for it...”
***
Gerard sighed as he lay in his bunk. He thought about Frank. Maybe he should give him another chance? I mean the guy was obviously remorseful about the whole thing...He had cried himself to sleep Ray told him, and that made guilt spread through his veins like fire. Hang on...did that mean that he maybe...liked him too?
He made a split second decision. He had to talk to him about it...he swung his legs out of the bunk and dropped to the floor. He pulled back Frank’s curtain, but found the bunk empty...
He frowned and wandered towards the back of the bus, looking for the guitarist. He found him, watching mindless late night TV. He let out a deep sigh and Gerard gave a small smile before walking up and sitting down beside him. He watched the TV for a moment and he could feel Frank staring at him. Neither said anything but Gerard could tell he was trying to find the words, so he spoke first. “I forgive you, Frankie.”
He glanced over and saw Frank’s eyes light up in happiness. “You do?”
“Yeah of course. You know I can never stay angry at you anyway.” Gerard smiled and a moment later Frank had his arms round Gee’s neck, hugging him tightly. Gerard laughed. “Okay, struggling to breathe here.”
Frank immediately loosened his grip, muttering a “sorry”. Gerard watched him for a moment as he hung his head slightly. He brought his hand up underneath his chin, making him look up at him. He leant in slowly and Frank felt his eyes slide closed as he finally felt Gerard’s soft lips brush his.
Gerard sighed in pleasure; he’d waited so long for this moment. He pressed their lips together once again. The kiss was a soft, longing kiss at first but soon passion started to leak into the kiss and Gerard felt Frank’s tongue run its way across his lip, begging entrance.
Gerard sighed, opening his mouth and allowing Frank’s tongue to delve inside, exploring every part. They’re tongues continued to battle for dominance until they both had to pull away for air. As they got their breath back, Gerard spoke. “That was...”
“Amazing. I know.” Frank finished. class=GramE>“Round two?” He asked, with a cheeky grin.
The way he said that made Gerard practically wanted to jump him there and then, but he restrained himself. He slid an arm around Frank’s neck, pulling him for another passionate kiss. They’re tongues laced together and after a moment or two, Gerard pulled back slightly and began kissing along his jaw and then found his neck, sucking on the sensitive flesh he found there.
Frank arched his back towards him and pulled Gerard back up for another kiss again. Gerard’s jeans were getting abnormally tight by this point; Frank nightwear boxers had a full tent in them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Gerard slipped a hand down and began playing with the hem of his T-Shirt.
Frank pulled away for a second. “Unless you want the other guys to have a full view, we better close that door.” Gerard nodded as Frank got up and Gerard stared at his ass as he walked towards the door. He lost control in that moment and before he even knew it, he’d pinned Frank to the back of the door, beginning to kiss his neck again. Frank moaned softly in his ear, slipping a hand down and clicking the lock shut. Gerard played with his shirt again and Frank pulled away for long enough for them to pull it over his head before it was chucked away forgotten.
Frank glanced down at himself, realising he was only in boxers now...“I think someone’s a little over-dressed. Gerard grinned as Frank pulled his top over his head, chucking it to find his. Gerard ran his hands down Frank’s chest, playing with his nipples slightly. Frank groaned, nails digging into the wood of the door, as his and Gerard’s mouths connected again.
Gerard dropped to his knees then, causing Frank to look down at him shocked. “Gee...you don’t...” His voice was cut off by a throaty moan as Gerard rubbed him through the thin fabric. Gee grinned slyly up at him, watching as Frank pressed his head back into the door. He tugged Frank’s boxers down, biting his lip as his member sprung into view. He allowed him to style='mso-tab-count:1'> kick them off and then leant down, kissing his inner thighs softy. Frank moaned loudly, his knees almost giving way beneath him.
Gerard looked up and waggled his finger. “Keep quiet or I won’t continue.”
Frank nodded his head slowly and Gerard went back to the task at hand. He looked down at Frank Junior and stuck his tongue out, licking the head gently. Frank jerked involuntarily. Gerard grinned before taking the head into his mouth and sucking on it softly.
Frank was biting his lip to stop from crying out. He wove his hands into Gerard’s black hair as Gerard took more of him into his mouth. “Ugh! Gee...” he whispered so only Gerard could hear him. He felt the lips round his cock twist into a smile as he started to bob his head up and down on Frank’s length, using his hand to stroke the other half. Frank was getting closer and closer by the second; he tugged on Gerard’s hair lightly to tell him how close he was. Gerard bobbed his head faster and Frank bit his lip so hard he was drawing blood just to keep quiet. He arched his hips and he felt himself hit the back of Gerard’s throat. Gerard gagged and Frank gasped, trying to pull out, but Gerard pinned his hips, before deep throating him again and repressing his gag reflex. Frank took a shaky breath. “Gerard...I’m...gonna...”
Gerard hollowed out his cheeks, sucking as hard as he possibly could. Frank dug his nails into his palms and teeth into his lip again. Then stars exploded in front of his eyes.
After the feeling subsided, Frank finally managed to look down as Gerard cleaned him up from any he didn’t manage to swallow. Then he got to his feet. Gerard gave him a small smile. Frank leant in and gave him a small peck to the lips. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Gerard replied.
“See what you do to me?” Frank said, glancing down at the small, red half moons carved into his palms. “You’re still bleeding.” Gerard said, swiping at the blood running down his chin from his lip. Frank waved him off. “It’s fine.”
“So what does this mean?” Gerard asked as Frank pulled his boxers and shirt on, handing Gerard his.
“No more watching.” Frank said with a small smile, taking Gerard’s hand in his and then walking out of the back room and back towards the main area where the others were just starting their first mug of coffee.
Right, so that’s it. As I said any constructive criticism would be appreciated. Updates are being worked on for my other stories so never fear, just because I may start writing new things depending on feedback to this. I will not leave you all hanging with those. Keep rocking and writing. Slayya x
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