End of Everything

Frank's POV:

"Come on, Uncle Jiggy.
Into the shower."

Gee looked at me.
"So, we're first."

I nodded and he smiled.

"YES."

I pulled him into the crowded bathroom.
"Mmm... cozy."

We closed and locked the door, making sure that no one could intrude.

"Okay, we've got to shower fast."

I pouted.
"PLEASE, can we stay in a little longer?"

He smiled at me and gave me a hug.
"Fine.
But we have to undress quickly."

He quickly snatched off my shirt and threw it into the pile of dirty clothes.
I pulled his shirt over his head and began to unbuckle his pants... very slowly.

"Ugh, just do it already!"

He showed me how by pulling my pants and boxers down fast.
I followed his example and we hopped into the shower together, turning on the cold water, so we could be in there as long as we wanted.

I pulled him close to me, kissing him passionatly.
He smiled and turned me around, clutching my hips and thrusting in, hard.
"FUCK!"
I panted.
Gerard kept his hands on my hips, rubbing them.
"HARDER!"
He ran his fingers along the sides of my body, making me shiver in delight.
I started to sweat as he pushed harder and faster.
I almost came.
"GEE!"
I screamed loudly.
He pulled out and I leaned against the wall, breathing quickly.
I looked at Gee and ran my fingers over his item. He moaned as I rubbed it like he had rubbed my hips, but much harder.
"Frank, I swear..."
He closed his eyes.
I walked behind him and held his shoulders as I pushed in, going fast and hard.
"... Frankie."
He moaned.
"Come on..."
I stopped and pulled out. Gerard leaned on me.

"I guess you're not such a pansy, Frankie."

I laughed weakly.
"Let's take a shower."

"Alright."

I helped Gerard with places he "couldn't reach" and he helped me.
We had taken a cold shower, but it was worth it.

We walked out of the shower and wrapped towels around our waists.
Gerard opened the door for me.
"Why, thank you."

"You're certainly welcome."

We walked out into the now clean war area where everyone sat.
"Ace and Bob's turn."

They smiled at eachother and walked into the bathroom.

Jamia's POV:

I woke up in someone's arms.

"Mmm..."

"Good morning."

That voice sounded familiar... but it didn't seem like the place for this voice to be.
I opened and rubbed my eyes.

"Bert?!"

He was only in boxers, ew and I happened to be in his bed.

"Wait, 'good morning' ? What the fuck, Bert?"

"Huh?"
He looked taken aback.

"Oh, Steve?"

"YES!"

"Oh shit."

I jumped out of bed and put on my clothes.

"I have to go."

"I know."

I gave Bert a quick kiss and left.
Speeding limits didn't matter to me.
Hopefully, I would get there in time to make it look like I had slept on the couch.

I finally got there, fucking car.
I ran inside and put blankets over myself and pretended to sleep.