Frank's POV. We arrived back to the apartment that night

We arrived back to the apartment that night. I was a little concerned for Gerard who had been winded during a fight with some guy who was busy bashing some other guy up. But he claimed to be fine. I wasn't sure whether he was just saying that so that we could do stuff together. But I wasn't gonna do anything sexual with him until I made sure that he was definitely ok.

"Sit on the couch," I said to him.

"Ooh, you're so kinky. You sure you want to do stuff on the couch?" he asked me, raising his eyebrows. I giggled.

"No. I want to make sure that you're definitely alright. I am not even gonna kiss you until I know that there's no broken ribs or anything," I said as he moved to sit on the couch. I followed him and knelt between his legs. I carefully moved slowly and removed his mask followed by his t-shirt. I didn't want to move too fast in case he had indeed broken a rib or two.

"See, nothing broken, " he said, jabbing all over his stomach and chest. "The punch wasn't that hard. I just wasn't expecting it so I got the wind knocked outta me," he tried to explain. I wanted to check anyway. I began up near his neck and worked my way down, touching all along his ribs. By the time I got to the last rib, Gerard's eyes were closed and his head was slightly tilted back. I found myself enjoying touching him as much as he enjoyed me touching him. I found my hands moving back up and slowly massaging his chest as he let out a low moan. I moved my hands down to his stomach, where I then checked to see if there were any internal injuries by pressing down in different areas. Once I'd established that there were no injuries that Gerard had sustained, I ran my hands back over his stomach, before moving them lower. I massaged the skin just above his low-hanging pants. He moaned once again. I leaned down and attached my lips to the skin. I found myself kissing and nipping the skin there, making him moan a little louder. I moved my lips along to one of his hips, where I sucked on the skin hard, trying to create a love bite. Once I'd finished, I pulled away and stared at how cute Gerard looked with his eyes closed, his head back and his mouth slightly open. Finally, he realized I'd stopped and looked at me.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked me.

"Because," I said, making him chuckle. I was taking the piss for how he'd constantly said that word today.

"Fine. No blow job for you then," he said.

"You were gonna blow me?" I asked him, stunned. I hadn't been blown by someone else in ages. It was usually just hand jobs or sex I went for. A lot of my ex-partners didn't really like going down on me. I guess it was the fact that I used to stretch my cock and make it look bigger than it really was. They tended to get put off by the fact that they wouldn't be able to take me in their mouth. I got over it though. I'm super flexible. I can blow myself.

"Yeah. Why? You want more than oral sex? You want actual sex? Because we can if you want. But I just figured, we've only been together again since today. And I wanted to have our first time be special. You know, with candles and rose petals and everything," he spoke. "Because I've got such a fire-fetish that I need candles in the room while I have sex," he said sarcastically, making me burst into a giggle fit.

"Actually, I'm happy to wait for actual sex. How about we mark a date and time down so that we can prepare ourselves for it. How about this Saturday, we'll go out somewhere and then we can come back here and have sex. Cause that way we can anticipate it all week and build up a whole tonne of sexual tension, and then it will be mind-blowing," I stated excitedly. Gerard chuckled at my enthusiasm. "Now, this blow job you were gonna give me. I'm ready when you are," I said, pulling off my clothes at super speed. Gerard sat there with a huge grin on his face, staring at my crotch.

"I wanna see you stretch it," he told me I grinned.

"Oh really? Well I wanna see your cock first," I said to him, straddling his lap. Gerard smirked at me. Fuck, that smirk was so fucking hot, it made me want to just dry hump him into the couch.

"So my dear friend, what have you done sexually before? I figured that I need to know these things so that I can visualize you getting off in all the situations that you mention while I'm jerking off in the shower," I said casually. Gerard thought it was the funniest thing in the world and began to giggle. "Hey, I was being serious," I said, pouting.

"Well, I've sucked and been fucked, but I haven't fucked or been sucked," he said to me, shocking me.

"So you've had a guy fuck you in the ass, but you haven't ever fucked a guy in the ass. And you've sucked a guy off, but you haven't ever been sucked?" I asked to clarify. Gerard nodded. "Holy shit! No wonder you wanted to wait and make the sexual stuff special. Your ass might not be a virgin, but your cock is! And my god, what the fuck was that ex-boyfriend of yours' problem?" I asked, a little angry that Gerard had never experienced a loving relationship.

"I don't know. At the time, I thought it was normal to be treated how he was treating me. But I found out afterwards that it wasn't normal. I don't want you getting too worked up about it. It's all in the past. I'd just prefer to move on. I know that you're nothing like my ex-boyfriend, so I know that I've got nothing to worry about," Gerard replied. "I was content a couple of weeks ago to lose my main virginity to The Skeleton, but when I saw who you were, I had to leave. I know that I promised I wouldn't reject you but I did. And I wanted to let you know that I'm really sorry that I did that. I know what it's like to feel rejected. But if it makes you feel any better, now that I know you and work with you and see you almost every waking moment of the day, I really do love you. You make every day worth living for me. And I want you to know that. I don't want you to worry about my past relationship. I want you to worry about my present and how you're sitting right on top of my throbbing crotch," he informed me, making me smirk. Well, if that's what he wanted then that was what he was going to get.