I'm the Last One That You'll Ever Remember

Gerard was finally dropped off back at his home with Frank and their children around midnight. With Masika safely tucked in the passenger seat beside him, Mikey gave him a mute nod in thanks before driving away into the night. Gerard watched them go then headed inside his giant home. He hadn’t thought anyone would be up this late, and so it took him by surprise when he sighted his Frankie sitting at the kitchen table by himself with a glass of water clamped in his hands. His face was barren as he stared into the water in his bathrobe. Touched that he was cared for enough to be waited on, Gerard walked into the living room where a lone lamp had been slightly dulled. “You stayed up for me, sugar?”

At the sound of his voice, Frank’s hazel eyes shot up to magnify on his form. “Gee!?” Verifying that it was indeed him in the flesh, he jumped out of his chair to hurry over to him to accost him. “Where the hell have you been!? I’ve been calling you all night, and it just so happened you left your phone behind in your bedroom?!”

Understanding his radiating fury, Gerard held both hands up in a sign of peace. “I know, baby, and I’m so sorry I did that. I’ve been dealing with a TON of family issues tonight and I didn’t realize that my phone wasn’t on me until I was driven back.”

“Are you being honest with me right now, Gerard?” Frank demanded, planting his hands on his hips as he gave him a strict look. “Did you really forget it? Or did you leave it behind on purpose because you knew I’d be ringing up your phone all night worried sick about you?”

Reaching out with both hands, Gerard tenderly cupped Frank’s small face in his large hands. He tilted his head a little further back as he stared intensely into his eyes. “Baby, I swear to you on our children’s lives that I did not leave my phone here on purpose. It was a pure accident on my part. A stupid accident, I’ll admit, but an accident all the same. I was just really focused on finding Sable, that’s it. Everything else was secondary.”

Moving his hands off of him, Frank took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest. “And how is Sable? Did you two end up finding her tonight?”

Gerard nodded. “We did. She was holing up in a motel by herself in the next county.”

“Oh yeah?” Frank said, tilting his head to the side curiously. “Did everything work out okay between your brother and Sable?”

“Yeah, they talked it out.” Gerard explained before hesitating. “It turns out...Sable had an abortion on their baby.”

Gasping in reminiscence of when he sought to abort their twins, Frank placed his hands on his protruding belly. “T-That’s terrible, Gee!” Reaching a small out towards his lover, he ached for him. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

Taking his hand in his, Gerard gave him a mute nod. The hysterical wreck he had almost become hearing that announcement was a hazy flicker of pain now. “I know, sugar, but there isn’t anything any of us can do about it now. The only thing to come out of this is that my brother and Sable worked out their differences and...if they want to try again, they can have another baby in the future.”

“Despite what they put me through in the past when you kidnapped me…” Frank replied thoughtfully as Gerard brushed his thumb over the back of his hand. “I hope things will work out for them if they do choose to have another baby...even though I still resent them.”

“Thank you for your compassion, sugar.” Gerard grinned before closing the divide between them to embrace his lover...only to have him skirt him at the last minute. His face dropped as he glanced over his shoulder at his lover. “Wha-”

“Goodnight, Gerard.” Frank called over his shoulder as he made his way to the stairs without a glimpse back.

“Goodnight!?” Gerard recited incredulously as he gaped at his short lover sauntering away from him. He couldn’t believe that instead of consuming a night making love he was preferring to walk away from him. Did he not remember the pact? He’d come home and make all this drama up to him! “Where the hell do you think your sexy ass is off to, Frankie? Cause I know you’re not headed in the direction of my room.”

“And you’d be correct.” Frank substantiated. “I’m headed back to bed.”

Not if he had anything to do about it. Stalking after him, Gerard grabbed Frank by the arm before he reached the stairs and rotated him back around to face him. “I don’t think so, cutie. You see, I have a promise to uphold tonight that involves you pinned under me with your legs spread.”

“Well, that’s too bad.” Frank began to deceive, leaning up on his tiptoe to whisper against his lover’s lips. “Because I don’t feel like fucking tonight anymore, so you’re too late for that.”

“Oh, I'm too late?” Gerard repeated back to him again before spinning around to tow Frank behind him to his room where he shoved the short man inside before shutting the door behind them and locking it.

Unafraid, Frank swiveled around to face him with his arms over his chest, and a feign rigid look in his eyes as he raised his chin. “Gerard Arthur Way, I said it was too late for all this!”

“I heard you.” Ignoring his words, Gerard closed the distance between them to twist his lover around by his shoulder and then stooped him over onto his bed.

Taken aback by Gerard’s forcefulness and how aroused it was making him in his bathrobe, Frank barely bucked against him as he demanded over his shoulder. “Hey! Just what the hell are you up to back there?!”

Hiking his robe up, Gerard was satisfied to be received by the sight of Frank’s bare behind. He wasn’t sporting a thing under it. Moaning at the spectacular display, Gerard ran both his middle and index finger through Frank’s crack to locate his entrance only to still when he discovered it to already be lubed up for him in preparation. Pressing a finger into his entrance, and receiving a moan from Frank, Gerard worked out that the young man had been playing with himself while he’d been away. “Is this what you really meant when you said it was too late? Because you fucked yourself in my absence?”

“Fuck you, Gee!” Frank snapped in embarrassment, his face as a red as a tomato. He didn’t need to explain himself to him, but found himself doing it anyway. “You took too damn long to come back so I had to find some other way to get off!”

Sliding his index finger further in, Gerard smiled at the sound of Frank’s needy moan. “And were you fully satisfied?” He leaned to the side to watch Frank bite his lip to keep himself from saying a word. He probably didn’t trust himself to speak a lie and so he nodded instead. Driving his middle finger in, Gerard asked again. “Are you sure of that?”

“Geeeee!” Frank whined, wanting to bump back on that second finger.

Gerard added his ring finger to the mix and began to thrust the three into him together. “Were you fully satisfied?”

Frank shattered, crying out fiercely. “No! No, I wasn’t satisfied!”

Hastily undoing his pants, Gerard freed his leaking cock and and rubbed the tip over Frank’s entrance with a groan. “I thought so.”

Tackling to remove his robe, Frank pleaded for help. “G-Gee please! Get this off of me!”

Gerard complied and soon had Frank naked over his bed just in time for him to penetrate his body. He watched, entranced as his young lover arched his back with his mouth open to let out a scream of pleasure, only for Gerard to secure a hand over it. Holding him still til the muffle of his scream ceased, Gerard snagged a pillow for Frank to cram his face into before he thrashed his behind into the edge of his mattress.