Frank's POV. Gerard and I were making out so passionately

Gerard and I were making out so passionately. Finally the part of the week I'd wanted to happen had happened. I was trying to block out any thoughts about Erica. I wanted to have an amazing time with my man. Gerard's hand came up and caressed my cheek and I noticed that he was crying.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm such a dumb-fuck for crying when both of us getting together was supposed to be such a happy occasion. Erica wouldn't want us to be upset. I just can't help it." It was at that point that tears found their way into my eyes too.

"It's times like these when you just want to be with the person you love anyway. It doesn't matter if you cry or I cry. We're never gonna see Erica alive again, and if crying helps us to offload negative emotions, then it's healthy," I said to him, pecking his nose.

"I love you," Gerard spoke in a low voice.

"I love you too," I replied, pulling him in for another desperate kiss. The make out session that followed was also desperate. Both of us wanted to feel good. Our hands roamed one another's bodies, Gerard's hands slipping into the back of my boxers and caressing my ass. He pulled me closer to him as he began to grind into me. We were both getting very excited as we continued to grind, soft sighs filling the air. I had waited all week for this moment. Every time I grabbed my cock and went for gold in that hotel room in LA, I pictured the moment we would reunite and make love once more.

Somehow I'd become too involved in everything and before I knew it, my boxers were off and Gerard was stroking me gently. God, it felt like heaven. But I needed to remove Gerard's boxers. I needed to feel him inside of me. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I'd dreamed about it every night for the past week. He had to be inside of me. It was worse than a craving. It was worse than an itch. It was an obsession. But a mighty fine obsession.

I removed Gerard's boxers, disappearing under the blankets to remove his pants from his ankles. On the way back up, I decided to be cheeky. I took him into my mouth, making him moan out in pleasure.

Immediately I took him out of my mouth and appeared from under the blankets to tell him to shush, to tell him that Mikey was in the next room. He just chuckled and rolled us over so that he was on top of me. I loved to be dominated by Gerard. He seemed normally like such a submissive person, a guy who let people walk all over him. But when we got into the bedroom, god, he was a demon.

Gerard began to attack my neck as I tried to run my hands over his body. He soon put a stop to that, as he pinned my hands to the mattress, causing me to arch my back at his kisses and moan out in pleasure. As much as we loved Erica, she was currently forgotten as we both continued to show our love for one another.

Gerard lubed himself up as I grabbed a pillow and put it under my lower back, granting Gerard easy access. He positioned himself at my entrance as I put my ankles up on his shoulders. Gently, he pressed into me, causing me to close my eyes and sigh as my obsession became my reality.

Before long, Gerard was pounding into me, both of us occasionally moaning. As Gerard slammed himself against my prostate, I let out a huge moan. Gerard continued to tap my prostate as his lips found mine so that I didn't moan quite so loud again. I mean, Mikey was probably awake, crying his eyes out that he would never get to hold Erica the way that Gerard and I were currently holding each other. I knew Gerard must've been close as he moved one of his hands to my cock to pump me. He let out a grunt which told me he was really close, but that was ok because I could already feel the warmth spreading in my stomach.

"Oh Gee. Oh fuck. Oh god," I moaned softly as I let go of my load. My orgasm seemed to set Gerard off who followed, moaning my name.

As our movements slowed, we continued to ride out our orgasms before Gerard pulled out of me and collapsed beside me. He pecked my cheek, both of us trying to regain our breaths.

"I love you and never want to lose you," Gerard said, looking at me directly in the eyes. I couldn't help but begin to cry. I cried for Erica, I cried for the fact of how if Bob hadn't been so nice and had killed Gerard before I'd gotten there, then I would never have seen my man again.

"I never want to lose you either. Fuck, I love you so much that if something ever happened to you, I wouldn't be able to live. I'd have to die so that we could still be together," I said, the tears falling down my face. Gerard leaned forward and continued to kiss the tears away as they fell. His lips then found mine and we both cried as we made out, before falling asleep in one another's arms.