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

Frank wanted to laugh at Gerard’s first experience trick or treating with the twins in their gated community acclaimed for hefty trafficking during this time of year. According to him, he had been frightened he’d lose the twins from his side in the hordes of people and discover their little hands in his grip would be replaced by someone else’s missing child’s hand. It’d clearly been a trying night for him, and so Frank felt bad. Turning to the taller man still disguised in the black robes of a Sith, Frank began to rub his back through the many layers. “Poor baby. Don’t worry, it’s over now. You don’t have to take them out again if you don’t want to.”

Gerard softened under his hands like putty, closing his eyes. He only allowed himself a few minutes of his muscles being kneaded gently before turning back around to wrap his drape around Frank’s middle. “Alright, that’s enough pitying me. The kids had a blast out there at least.”

Suddenly, Frank Sr. still disguised as the Jedi Qui Gon Jinn poked his head from around the corner and interjected. “Pardon me, Gerard. Are you two done for the night with all the trick or treating?”

“Yeah, I’m done.” Gerard answered, hauling Frank close enough so he could rest his chin on the top of his hair.

“Great, Margo and I will take this next round off your shoulders. The night is still young and I can see two more bags brimming with candy that have my grandchildren's names on them.” Frank Sr. told them with a grin. “Unless the twins call it quits tonight, I’m planning on taking them past the gates to a subdivision nearby. We’ll be joining a group of your mother’s FBI buddies.”

Frank nodded in agreement. “That sounds like a great idea, daddy. Have fun.”

Gerard tensed a bit at the thought of his children going back out there into the dark world when he just assassinated two copycat Killjoys. Would they be safe among a crowd of trained FBI agents? Gerard had no choice but to take that chance. Frank would become suspicious if he didn’t agree. Praying that they’d all be safe without him tagging along, Gerard nodded too. “And please, stay safe out there. It’s crazy with all these people here.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice! I’m always on edge this time of year, Frank can attest to that. That boy damn near gave me a heart attack everytime his birthday came around. All the stuff he and his friends do...I won’t even go into that.” Frank Sr. chuckled, looking at his blushing son. “You two have a good night, and don’t worry about the kids. They’re in safe hands.”

Frank and Gerard nodded before following Frank Sr. into the living room to say goodbye to their twins and instruct them to listen to their grandparents. From the porch, they watched the four climb into the car and back out of the driveway before heading off down the road.

Gerard had unknowingly dallied until Frank had to pull him back inside. Locking up behind them, the younger of the two set about turning all of the Halloween lights off so any trick or treater outside would know they were closed for the night. Gerard followed suit, his children still heavily on his mind.

Nearly done, Gerard informed Frank on his need for a wash. “Hey babe, I’m gonna head upstairs to take a shower. I wanna make sure I get all this black makeup off before I head to bed.”

“Sure, Gee. I’ll be upstairs in a minute too.” Frank told him as he shut off one of the last two illuminated decorations.

Gerard heaved both Lorenzo’s and Venetia’s bags of candy upstairs to uplift them up onto the top shelf in their closet. It was the agreed upon spot for their sweets because the twins were too short to reach them on their own. Shutting the double door, Gerard undressed himself in the master bathroom and stepped into the warm awaiting shower. He let the water loosen his muscles, his mind soaring back to the two copycat Killjoys he had slaughtered.

Who were they and where did they come from?

Hell, who did they work for?

His brother perhaps?

There were so many questions hovering in his mind, but he wasn’t given the time to configure it all in private. The sound of the shower door opening behind him gained his attention, making him glance over his shoulder to spot a naked Frank Iero stepping inside.

Gerard’s jaw dropped as if this was his first time seeing the man naked. His mouth opened and closed to find something to say as his cock inflated to life. Frank merely smiled up at him sensually as he prepared the loofah to be lathered with soap and then began to wash his towering fiance from top to bottom.

F-Frankie…” Gerard breathed, not sure when he found the strength to speak as Frank let the loofah slip from his hands so only his slick palms lustfully glided over his pale skin, making his blood bubble with molten heat in his veins. His light brown eyes fluttered shut as his pink lips parted, his head tilting back into the spray of water.

“Shush. It’s my birthday. I’m gonna do whatever I want tonight, and that includes you.” Frank reminded him with a sexy grin, his hands probing down his naked body to curl around Gerard’s jutting erection.

“A-And what does that consist of, exactly?” Gerard groaned, his whole body shuddering at being held.

“You’ll find out as soon as we get out of the shower. But first, we have to wash up first cause it’s gonna get really dirty in that bedroom of ours.” Frank burst out laughing when Gerard scurried to rally the soap bottle to shoot out a glob in his palm, slapping it on his short lover’s chest to carelessly clean him up. He nearly died of laughter when Gerard wrenched him forward under the spray of the water and skimmed his hands all over him to wash the suds off. Frank was brought down to his knees, his stomach aching when Gerard struggled to get them both out of the bathroom, slipping on the water droplets streaming off their scampering bodies. Frank had to pull him back to dry them off properly before they finally entered the bedroom.

As soon as they crossed that threshold, Gerard reached earnestly for Frank, who smacked his hands off of him and kept him back with a firm finger pointed at him. “Ah ah ah! MY birthday, MY rules.” Indicating to the bed, Frank instructed him. “Now, I want you to sit on the end of the bed. Naked.”

Gerard cheerfully obliged, aborting his towel to the floor and striding over to the bed to sit at the end, awaiting for Frank’s next orders.

Discarding his own towel, Frank went to him, but stopped to lower himself to his knees before his fiance. Setting a hand on each of his knees, he spread his legs apart. With his eyes locked on Gerard, he confided. “I want to spend the first part of my birthday sucking you off.”

Gerard swallowed hard, his mouth going dry at that delectable image. Still, he was puzzled by why they were going about his birthday like this. “Why won’t you let me please you tonight? It’s your birthday.”

“Because you ALWAYS please me first. Tonight, I selfishly want to please you.” Frank answered truthfully. When Gerard opened his mouth to object, he cut him off. “It’s MY birthday, remember?”

Gerard clamped his mouth shut again, accepting Frank’s terms. In the dim light of the Halloween pumpkins lights they had strung on their headboard, he watched as the youngest grabbed ahold of his painfully erected cock again and tenderly stroked it like it was a some freshly unearthed historical treasure, his other hand coming up to cradle his balls and lightly massage them.

Frank’s words softly floated in as he watched his own hands touch Gerard. “You’re so good to me, Gee. And our family. And to my parents. No amount of words relating to love could ever fully express the depths of the love I have for you, but you already know that, don’t you?”

Letting out a moan, Gerard tilted his head back and closed his eyes. He allowed himself to luxuriate in what Frank was doing to him. The rest of his soft words of love and devotion caressed his ears even after they ended and Frank’s lips rained kisses along his rigid staff. Gerard inhaled sharply and nearly choked when Frank guided his tip into his warm mouth, his hands now running up and down his trembling pale thighs. Feeling teased because he wouldn’t take anymore than the tip of his cock, Gerard was tempted to push his hips forward to make him take more past his luscious lips. Becoming delirious to do so, he gradually raised his hips to supply Frank more of his length and give him time to object if he wanted to.

Frank didn’t object, he moaned like a whore instead.