Suffering Alone In Silence

Frank’s POV

We rode some more rides like the Hurricane and the Kamikaze did the Haunted House and Maze of Mirrors, and now I was standing on the edge of the pier, looking out into the water. It was High Tide so the water was right up under the Pier.
I
was so tired, that I could fall asleep. It was getting late and the sun was just beginning its decent into the horizon. The Pier is fenced in completely, however I had discovered a hole in the fence and I was now sat, with my legs dangling over the side. There couldn’t have been more than five or ten metres between me and the ocean. It was a slight thrill knowing that if I just shuffled forward a few inches I could fall into the water.

“Frank! What on earth are you doing?” Mikey snapped me out of my daze.

“Just sitting here, watching the water,” I replied, continuing to look out into the ocean.

“Do you wanna go home? I think we are all a bit tired,” He replies.

“I am so tired, but it’s so soothing looking out into the ocean,” I counter.

“I know, but if you fall, you’ll die. There are really sharp rocks and stuff under there,” He replies, his tone telling me to come back to where it is safe.

“How lovely,” I smirk; feeling like some dark spirit has taken residence in my mind all of a sudden.

Suddenly the world spins on its axis and I am being dragged into a standing position; someone grabbing me from behind from under my arms, before being spun and smothered in an embrace that feels a bit like being suffocated.

“Don’t do this. Let’s just go home.” Gerard mutters into my ear, kissing the side of my head.

I don’t verbally reply; just simply let him drag me from the setting sun, the edge of the water, and into the safety of his embrace. He keeps an arm firmly around my waist as we walk towards Donna and Mikey.

We walk back to the car in silence, and Gerard slides into the back seat with me. As Donna drives and Mikey chatters excitedly about the day, Gerard holds me close to him and kisses the side of my head while whispering sweet nothings into my ear. I can feel myself get tired but fight it until my eyelids get too heavy and I doze for what seems like only a moment or two.

When I wake I am in bed with Gerard pressed against me, his arm holding onto me protectively and suddenly I feel like waking him, just to tell him how happy I am and how much I love him.
I lay there a moment; my back to his chest, contemplating this thought, until I am sure that it’s what I really want to do.

Twisting in my place so that we are chest to chest; I drag my hand down his chest and then back up again and right up to his face, where I caress his cool cheek softly until I see his eyes flutter and his breathing changes its pattern.

“Is everything okay baby?” He asks sleepily.

“Yeah...” I whisper.

“What’s up?” He asks, blinking rapidly trying to clear his sleepy eyes.

“I love you,” I whisper so softly, a smile coming to my face as I tell him.

I watch as he slowly processes the words and a smile forms on his face.

“I love you too, so, so much.” He whispers back to me, wrapping his arms around me tighter and kisses me softly.

The kiss is so soft that I can barely feel it, but I do and it makes my heart race and my smile grow wider. It’s a kiss that says ‘I love you’ and ‘I am so happy’ and it’s the tenderest kiss that anyone has ever given me. The way Gerard is looking at me right now proves just how much he loves me, and it’s giving me butterflies. I lean back into him and kiss his warm lips again.

We continue to give each other tiny little butterfly kisses until something stirs in me and I can’t control how I feel. I deepen the kiss and Gerard follows my lead, rolling us over until I am above him, my thighs either side of his hips. Gerard releases me from his grip, only to run his hands down my sides, all the way to my thighs, and back up again, groping my ass on their way back up my spine. One of his fingers prods a ticklish spot and I squirm, and in response I accidentally grind down on him, causing a sweet, guttural moan to escape his vocal chords, but it downs in my mouth.

I pull away shortly after and sit up straddled just above Gerard’s hips. His hands fall to my hips and he squeezes playfully, while looking up at me. I watch as he takes a deep breath, before sitting up slightly and worming his hands under my shirt, pulling it up and over my head.

“There, now that’s a better sight,” He states, giving me that sexy smirk of his.

I smirk back at him, and sit a little further back, fully aware of what I am doing to him.

“That’s not fair; you’re not being a very good boy now, are you?” He growls at me, sitting up and pulling me closer to him.

“Whatcha gonna do about it?” I ask, smirking at him, my eyes lust-heavy. I roll my hips once more for good measure and carefully watch as he bites his lips and closes his eyes, while trying unsuccessfully to suppress his need.