we could go in the back behind all these stacks of bibles
and get out of this cage
requested by Teri <3
“Your skin,” he mutters in a raspy voice, smoothing his palm across Frank’s ribs. He scatters his fingertips up to Frank’s chest, wrapping them around the flesh on Frank’s neck, reaching every place where Frank likes to be touched. “Always so smooth.”
“Oh don’t ever—” Frank trails off in between his moans, because Gerard is sliding his hands back down. Frank moves down on his cock quickly, making Gerard inhale in response. His hand falls on Frank’s hip because of it, burning the skin with another caress, but then it slides down to Frank’s ass. They’ve talked about this before and Gerard spent a really long time explaining to Frank all the things he likes about Frank’s ass, from the curve of his cheeks to the flesh that’s easy to grasp. It certainly seems like he’s obsessed with Frank’s ass, always finding an excuse to slide his hands down there.
Frank can’t complain, though. When Gerard is grabbing his ass, squeezing the flesh at his own will, he has this look on his face that is downright illegal. Frank finds it very alluring and it always inspires him to give more and more to their moment. Tonight, he moves even faster and soon, not only Gerard has a death grip on Frank’s ass, but he also hums and bucks his hips in a way that hits Frank straight on.
“Oh, Father,” he moans, knowing very well what this will earn. And there it is, Gerard squeezes his ass cheeks, first one then the other, and Frank arches his back when Gerard bucks up and finds his prostate again.
i know you’re probably wondering where i am at the moment, or why i’m not online as usual but there is a very good reason for that.
frank has just stopped kissing gerard and is removing his collar
I’m ready for confessions, Father Way
[slightly] inspired by Against the Works of the Flesh
made by frankobrien
if you didn’t want to reread the unholyverse before, you sure do now.