Lullaby And Goodnight

"All the way." He whispered, crawling back up to kiss my lips.

"Ray has lube in one of these draws. Are you sure your ready for this?" He asked me, kissing my lips softly before reaching into the bedside dresser and pulling a bottle of lube. It was the warm oils one. The one that tingles when it touches your skin. I pulled one of my pillows from behind my head and pulled it under my hips. I took the bottle from Frankie and squirted some onto my hand. He looked confused, until I began pumping him hard and fast. He moaned out but disguised it with a cough in-case someone heard us. I smirked and once he was completely coated, I pulled my hand away making him whimper. I got a little nervous when he positioned himself at my entrance.

"You ready?" He whispered. I nodded and he kissed me. I kissed back and dragged my tongue along his bottom lip. He opened his mouth enough for me to slide my tongue in. I gasped and winced as I felt him push into me. He stopped when he was all the way in but continued kissing me. I pulled away and shifted a little.

"Okay, I'm good." I smiled at him. He kissed my cheek before pulling out and pushing in again. The pain soon turned to pleasure as he hit my prostate. I almost pierced my own lip as I bit down to stop myself screaming out his name.

He trailed his fingertip from my tip to my base. He was teasing me big style. I was fighting not to moan. He (finally) wrapped his hand around me and pumped me in time with his thrusts. I threw my head back into the pillow and whispered his name. I was fighting back moans so hard. He was sliding in and out of me as if he had done this many times before. I started bucking my hips to meet his thrusts.

"Frankie...Close." I whispered, my eyes closed and the smallest moan escaping my mouth as I spoke. He nodded. I felt his hot load fill me and I followed after seeing the look of pleasure on his face. He pulled out and fell beside me on the single bed. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him closer.

"That was fantastic." I whispered weakly in his ear before kissing it gently.

"Yeah. Fuck. I love you Gee." His voice sounded tired and weak, kinda like mine, but I was so happy at the moment.

"I love you too. Was that your first time?" I asked, pushing a sweaty strand of hair out of his face.

"Yeah. And you told me before that you hadn't gone that far before." He smiled at me and leaned over me and kissed me softly. He moved his kisses from my lips to my neck, then across my chest. He licked up my load that had spilled onto my stomach. He came back up and kissed me, letting me taste myself. I smiled at him when he broke away.

"We better get dressed and go down. I don't want any suspicions." He whispered softly. I nodded and grabbed my boxers from the floor, pulled them on and tossed Frankie's to him. I pulled my skinny jeans and belt back on and checked my hair in the mirror. I laughed at my reflection.

"So that's what it means by sex hair." I laughed and ran a brush through it, styling it how I liked it. Messy, but in a tidy way. I smiled as Frankie wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my shoulder.

"Your beautiful." He whispered to me.

"So are you." I turned around in his arms and kissed him. He smiled and let me go. I unlocked and opened the door, running down quietly, leaving Frankie to do his hair. It was just Ray's mom when I walked into the kitchen.

"Hi sweetie. Do you want a drink?" She asked, already making her way to the refrigerator. I nodded and sat at the island table. I had just realized exactly how thirsty I was. She tossed me a chocolate milk in a bottle and I drank it quickly, licking my lips. Frankie then walked in with Boy, Ray's dog. He had his black drainpipes on, and an Iron Maiden shirt. I smiled at him as he sat next to me. He winked at me and I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him onto my lap. Mom (I know. She's Ray's mom but I'm calling her mom now) gave us a confused look but shrugged it off quickly. I smirked into the back of Frankie's neck and kissed his weak spot softly. I felt him shiver against me. 'Mom' was about to walk out of the room before she turned to us.

"Oh boys, were going to a theme park tomorrow, do you wanna come?" She grinned at our enthusiastic nods.

"Okay. But were leaving early so Frank, if you don't mind staying with Gerard again, you'll have to stop over again tonight." I grinned and Frankie and he grinned back.

"I'll run home and tell my mom. It's not that far and I'll need some clean stuff. You coming Gee?" He turned and asked me. I nodded and finished my drink before following him out.

"Ah...Shit." I muttered when I opened the door. It had decided to snow. I still couldn't wear a shirt.

"You don't have to go Gee if you don't wanna." Frankie said, sounding a little disappointed. I smiled and shook my head.

"A little snow wont stop me." I smiled at him and his eyes lit up. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders as his snaked around my waist. It was freezing, yes, but that wasn't gonna stop me having a little bit of fun. I stopped and turned Frankie so he was facing me. I placed my hand at the back of his neck and kissing his lips so softly. I used my other hand to scrape a handful of snow from the top of a mail box. I held it above us and dropped it over Frankie. He yelped as the cold snow landed in his hair and over his face. He gave me a look that clearly told me to run, and fast. So I did. He scooped up a huge snowball and threw it at me. I literally dived on the grass, the icy cold snow felt nice against my still burning scars, but it was fucking freezing on every other bit of skin. I heard Frankie laughing at me and running towards me. I stood up and turned, my arms covering my face, I crouched down with my arms over my head, like I did when my dad used to attack me.

I blinked back a tear and peeked through a gap between my arms to see Frankie. He was grinning down at me with his hand outstretched. I eyed him up suspiciously, but he had a very sincere look on his face. I reached out and took his hand. He smiled and pulled me in. He leaned in to kiss me. Just before our lips touched, he pushed a handful of snow into my face. He laughed and began to run. I chased after him, both of us yelling and laughing. He stopped running but his feet skidded in the snow. He stopped in front of a porch and ran up the wooden steps. Rushing through the door. I followed him but stopped at the door. I saw Frankie leaning against a stairway.

"Mommy! Frankie boy's home." He called in a childlike voice. I saw a very kind looking women step out of a doorway. She pulled Frank towards her and hug him.

"Hi ya mom. I want you to meet someone." He smiled over at me. His mom followed my gaze.

"Is that?" She began to ask till Frank cut her off.

"Yeah. That's Gerard."

"Is he...?"

"Yeah."

"Are you...?"

"Yes."

"Are you two?"

"Yes mom!"

I jumped slightly when she screamed and rushed towards me, hugging me tightly. I couldn't help but smile. Frankie was smiling in the background. His mom lead me into the house, which was brilliantly warm I might add.

"Hey mom. I'm staying over at Ray's again tonight. His mom invited me to stay cause she's taking us to a theme park tomorrow." Frankie said with a mouthful of cookie and pulling himself up to sit on the kitchen counter. His mom nodded.

"Okay. I'll call her after me and your grandfather have had dinner." She smiled slyly and Frankie jaw fell.

"Grandpa? Grandpa Frank?" He asked. His mom nodded and Frankie squealed. He jumped off the counted and skidded into the lounge room.

"GRANDPA!" I heard him yell and an old mans cheer and laugh sound. The old man walked into the kitchen, with Frankie clinging on his back. I couldn't help but laugh.

"And who would this strapping young lad be?" His grandpa asked. I felt my cheeks burn.
"Grandpa, this is Gerard." Frank announced proudly, grinning.