my room was silent and dark. nothing was heard, not a car rolling past outside, or the tick of a clock. i couldn't even hear that quiet buzz that comes around when it's eerily silent. i laid out on the bed, tears welling in my eyes as i involuntarily replayed the moment over and over in my head. 

then a silent knock came against my door, causing me to jump. "it's me." said frank, i took a deep gulp before rubbing my eyes and responding. "you can come in." i said, voice mousy and shaky. the door squeaked as he opened it.

his hand ran up the wall, flicking on the switch to brighten my room. he closed and locked the door behind him before shuffling his way over to me on the bed and sitting down. "your mom just left for work." he said quietly, almost as if he didn't even want to talk with me. "okay." i said, rolling onto my side and cradling into my knees. "she wanted me to talk to you, since you won't talk to her." he said, voice a bit more confident and comfortable.

i refused to look at him, my nose was running and my lips were covered in my spit from continuous sobbing. he kicked off his dirty boots onto the floor of my bedroom before laying out on my bed next to me. "i won't tell your mom." he said, cuddling closer to me. "i swear." he added, suddenly sounding endearing and caring.

i wiped my face with the back of my arm before turning to face him. "you sure?" i asked, sitting up and laying against my knees. "i'm sure." he replied, looking up to me as i sat up. 

"well..." i started cutting myself off with a sniffle. "my- my ex boyfriend leaked me." i finally said, burying my face in my legs in embarrassment. "leaked?" frank asked with a concerned look on his face. i sighed and brought my face from my knees to meet his gaze. "he showed people... my pictures and stuff." i replied, nervously.

frank chuckled quietly. "like, your nude pictures?" he asked. i nodded, fiddling with the fabric of my pajama pants. "hmm. okay." frank whispered, trying his hardest to show he cared. he brought his hand to my knee, rubbing it.

"well, what were they?" he asked, just above a whisper. i met his gaze, quietly and visibly embarrassed by myself. "just me doing stuff with him and whatever. 'ts nothing serious, honestly." i replied, trying to downplay the situation so he'd let it go. "well, why don't you show me." he quietly suggested.

stunned, i scoffed and smirked. "what?" i asked with an awkward chuckle. surely my stepdad didn't just fucking ask to see my nudes... right? "well if it's not serious let me see." he said, leaning up on his elbows to get a better look at me. i nodded awkwardly, insinuating my obvious discomfort with his question.

"don't be like that... i've seen you naked plenty of times." he said, shrugging. "yea, but not like purposefully or sexually. i was a kid and stuff." i replied. "and what's so different? your chest got bigger? your legs got longer? c'mon!" he said, rolling his eyes. 

not being able to come up with a better reason as to why i shouldn't i agreed. and he pretty much already promised he wouldn't tell my mom. "get my phone." i said with a sigh, pointing to the space next to him. he smiled and sat up, getting my phone and scooting in close to me. i took it from him and unlocked it. 

i scrolled through various messages between me and my best friend until i landed on the ones where she showed me he leaked me. i huffed before handing the phone over. he took the phone and almost instantly his eyes widened at the picture. me on my knees, fully naked, with my ex boyfriend's entire dick shoved down my throat. 

i hid my face upon seeing his expression. i peeked through my arms to see him scrolling through our messages. "oh, there's more." he said with a smirk, breaking the heavy silence between us. my head shot up as did my arm reaching out to grab my phone before he could scroll too far into my messages.

he pushed me off, standing up from the bed and walking quickly over near my bedroom door with a shit eating grin as he began reading out my messages with my friend. "seriously what a dick! how could he do this to me!" he read out in a high pitched voice. 

i shot up from the bed and ran over to him, he stepped forward and put his arm out, pushing me back onto the bed. i sighed, accepting my fate. until i saw his finger scrolling up through the messages. i jumped up again, trying to take the phone but it was too late. he'd already seen the messages i'd been trying to hide.

he went quiet, but not lowering the screen. he raised his eyebrows as he read all the gross things I'd written. "frank?" i asked, standing and crossing my arms over my chest. he cleared his throat and began reading. "oh em gee, my stepdad is so fine." he said, squinting as he looked at he dim screen. "i would totally fuck him if he gave me a chance." he said before turning off my phone and shoving it into his back pocket.

my red eyes watered from embarrassment, what was i surpposed to even say? those messages weren't something i ever wanted him to see or hear. and the fact that he just read them out loud completely shattered every bit of dignity i had. he stood near the door, tapping his foot slowly against the floor, his socks muffling the taps. 

i hugged myself and lowered my head, letting out all the emotions, sobbing into my lap, refusing to look at him. my tears dropped down my face onto my pants, leaving wet spots with each one. 

he sucked his teeth and sighed deeply. "seriously?" he asked quietly. almost inaudible from my cries. "you really think those things about me y/n?" he added, walking over to em on the bed. "c'mon, tell me." he said as i kept my head pointed downward, squeezing my eyes so tightly shut they burned. 

his hand came to my chin as it dripped with tears and brought my face upward. forcing me to look up at him and face the situation. i opened my eyes, seeing his big hazel eyes staring down at me, obviously disappointed. "why?" he added quietly.

"i-i dunno." i said quietly. he took his hand from my chin and sat next to me, my bed creaked as his weight pushed down next to me. "tell me baby, why'd you say that." he said, his hand touching my knee. the contact instantly running to my cunt. i gulped before finally answering. "i just... i just think you're attractive." i said, looking into his eyes. 

he nodded, running his hand up my knee and to my thigh, stroking slowly. i gulped as i felt myself become feverish and flustered from his touch. "it's just hormones." he said. patting my thigh as he began getting ready to stand. "no," i shot back. "i've felt like this since i was young. since you married mom." i said in a whisper.

he plopped back down, grounded from my words. he whistled out of shock and brought his hand from my thigh up to comb through his wavy, brown hair. "since you were... 9?" he asked. squinting as if he couldn't believe it. i nodded. 

a silence came between us. "i've felt attracted to you too, recently. but i hate it, since you're-... you're so young and pretty. and i'm all old." he said innocently with a quiet chuckle. i nodded and laid my head on his warm shoulder.

he looked down at me and smiled. my eyes were red, my nose was a light shade of red and running, i was breathing out of my mouth and yet he still looked at me like i was the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. 

"how long?" i choked out. he sighed before responding. "way too." he said almost as if he was embarrassed. "how long?" i asked again, doubling down. he scratched the back of his neck as he responded. "a few months, maybe a year..." he said, looking straight ahead instead of at me.

"it's cool." i said sniffling, trying to make light of the situation. "for real?" he asked, looking back down to me with a toothy grin. "yea. it's fine." i said. suddenly a wave of confidence flushed over me and i leaned up to kiss his lips.

instantly though, he pulled away, scooting over on the bed. "y/n! no! i-i can't..." he said, breathless and shocked. i scooched over to him, pressing my thigh against his and breathing against his lips. "you know you want it, frankie." i teased. "we both want this... bad." i added, tracing my hand up his leg.

he gulped as i pressed my lips flush against his. he kissed back and i began opening my mouth to invite his soft, wet tongue in. his big tattooed hand came to my lower back, pressing me up against his thigh as i sucked his tongue sensually. the tears from earlier were long gone and dried. 

he let out a quiet moan into my mouth as i began straddling his lap. his newly erect cock sprinting up to meet my heat as i sunk down. the sounds of our lips smacking filled my bedroom as he pushed me down deeper onto his clothed and achingly hard member. 

i slowly pulled my hips to grind against him, coaxing a bit of a louder moan from his soft lips. his cock pressed just against my clit as i wound my hips on it, slowly he pulled away, our lips disconnecting with a click from our shared spit. "could we have sex, y/n?" he asked as he pressed his nose to mine. "fuck... yes frank." i whispered before pressing another kiss to his lips. 

i pulled away and crawled down to the floor, sitting on my knees infront of him on the bed. he nibbled on his lower lip at the sight of me on my knees for him, ready to swallow his cock at a moments notice. "could i?" i asked quietly as i brought my palm to his denim clad cock. "yea." he said quietly as he unzipped the jeans.

my mouth watered at the sight of his erect member straining against his underwear. my fingers traced the band of his boxers as i pulled them down from underneath his soft belly. once they were at his thighs, his cock sprung out and hit his lower stomach. i leaned up on my knees and wrapped a hand around the base, pulling out closer to my face. i took in a deep breath before placing his red tip into my mouth, softly sucking on the sensitive head.

i hollowed my cheeks, slowly making my way down. he groaned as my tongue swirled around him. i bobbed my head at a sickeningly slow pace, almost teasing. his big, tattooed hand came to the back of my head and guided me down, forcing my lips to the bottom of his cock. a quiet moan left his mouth in response. 

i took in a heavy breath from my nose before sucking hard on him, he stroked the back of my head, moving his hand with my head as i went up and down. "good girl." he whispered as i drooled against him, his heavy breathing got louder as i pulled my hand back to his cock, twisting the base as i sucked from the tip of him to my hand. 

slowly his pushing became more rough, my lips meeting my fist quicker than i'd like. "move your hand." he said quietly. i pulled my hand from his cock and instantly he shoved me down, causing me to gag from the sudden push against my throat. "take it baby, take it." he whispered as he pulled my head up and down his cock. 

i whimpered from the pain of his thick cock stretching my tight throat. the vibrations from the back of my throat hitting his overly sensitive tip and making him moan. his hips bucked upward and stuttered as i swirled my tongue around him. my eyes watered the deeper he pushed himself, my spit frothed on the sides of my mouth as he used me. 

"fuck-... you're so fuckin' good." he whimpered as his harsh grip tightened on the back of my head. my heart pounded in my chest and my breathing was ragged through my nose as he inched closer to his orgasm. his thick member twitched in my mouth and twitched around involuntarily against my tongue.

as i came up to his tip once more he pulled my face off of him. "i don't wanna finish too quick." he said with a chuckle. i smiled up at him through my wet eyelashes. his hand came from the back of my head and to his leaky, spit soaked cock. he pressed his tip against my lips and tapped it on them, a string of saliva connecting he and i. "you like that?" he asked with a sinisterly handsome smirk.

his tapping slowly turned to rubbing back and forth against them, i hummed against his tip in response. the vibrations going straight to his lower stomach, making him twitch. i pursed my lips and pressed them hard against his member. i spat a heavy glob and blew against his cock, blowing bubbles against him with my spit. a deep moan fell from his parted lips as he stared down at me.

"could i fuck you now?" he asked gently, pulling his hand from his cock and bringing it to my chin to wipe away the spit and pre-cum with the pad of his thumb. "mmm, yea" i said in a purr. "get up then." he replied with a subtle smirk. i stood from my knees and pushed him back onto the bed. he huffed as he plopped back, his arms going on either side of his body to prop himself up. 

i took my hands to the hem of his shirt, pulling it up above his head, he manuvered so it was easier for me. i then came back down to his knees and pulled his jeans and boxers down fully. he was a gorgeous sight beneath me as he laid out for me. i began stripping soon there after, i teasingly pulled off my baggy pajama shirt. his eyes glued to my tits as i pulled it over them and threw it to the ground next to me. 

"no bra?" he asked teasingly. i giggled "take off my pants." i said innocently, cocking my head to the side. he nodded and his hairy chest and stomach heaved as he stared at me. he leaned up once again and brought his hands to my hips. my pajama pants that were two sizes too big fell down easily as he slipped them past my soft thighs. he sighed upon seeing my bare bottom. "and no panties?" he asked again as he pulled me in by my lower back. "no bra, no panties." i replied with a smirk.

i fell into his touch instantly, falling on top of him to straddle his lap. his lips met mine passionately as we fell back on the bed together. a quiet groan slipped from his mouth into mine as he felt my wet cunt slide against his dick. "you like that?" i said into his mouth between wet kisses. "yea i do." he replied, his cheeks growing a cherry red from my teasing. 

i rubbed my clit against his member, dragging my wetness up and down his shaft. i let out a quiet moan as he laid back to see my body fully. "you're beautiful." he said between deep breaths as his hands rested on my ass. i hummed in response, letting my eyes flutter closed as i continued to rock back and forth on his member. 

i slowed my humping and came up to the tip of his cock, dragging him between my folds before leaning back onto him. we moaned out in unison as he entered my throbbing heat. my hips sided me in slowly inching his thick length into me, the stretch unbearably pleasure filled. his hands came forward to my hips to press me down on him as i sat all the way down, taking him in his entirety. "good girl." he whispered to me.

i moaned, feeling him hit just against my sensitive cervix and stretch my cunt. i slowly raised myself from him, the base of his cock disappearing and appearing infront of him as i rode. "shit, you're so good." he said through his teeth as i sped up just enough to feel good. 

i brought my hands up to my tits, pulling and squeezing at my neglected and hardening nipples. "make yourself feel good baby." he said as he rubbed circles against my hips. i nodded aimlessly, barely able to keep my composure.

his hands met in the middle of me, one holding against my stomach to feel the way it flexed i fucked myself on him, as the other rubbed on my puffy, begging clit. my head fell back and my moans increased in volume as he touched me. the stimulation from inside and outside made me shake. "fuck-... frank." i whined.

i brought my head down to look at him. my tits bouncing around as i did, his eyes darting back and forth between them and the frothy cream i left around his base. my eyes struggled to stay on his face as i bounced harder. "you got this baby, you can do it." he praised quietly. my stomach tightened harshly as i felt my orgasm approaching. "mmm, i'm close." i said, pulling one hand from my boob to his chest, scratching at the soft skin of it. 

"you wanna cum on this cock beautiful?" he asked as i tried my hardest to continue rhythmic bounces. "yes, i wanna cum for you." i said, my voice cracking from the overheating pleasure. my body naturally sped up as i got closer to my orgasm, but frank had other plans. he brought the hand that sat on my stomach and pushed my hips down. "slow down baby, i got you." he cooed. 

i moaned out, my pussy just begging for a release. "please." i whined, my eyes fully fixated on his sweaty, red face. "you want me to fuck you?" he asked slowly the rough rubbing against my clit. "yes... please fuck me." i begged, my pussy throbbed as he did inside of me.

"rub you clit f'me." he demanded as his other hand came up to my hip. i nodded before taking the hand from my breast and using it to touch myself elsewhere. he started slowly, fucking me from underneath. "frank!" i whined, begging for a faster pace. "shhh, i got you." he said mockingly.

quickly he sped up. his hips slapping against mine with every upward thrust. my eyes fell closed and my hand rubbed my clit with a deeper pressure. i fell apart instantly. i was almost unable to think or speak, i couldn't help but shake and whine. his moans followed with mine as he fucked me, chasing his own orgasm. 

my release hit me like a truck. i screamed out in pleasure and squirted against his cock and lower stomach. "fuckkk, 'ts so sexy." he whimpered. i shook as my body pushed my orgasm harder. i struggled to stay upright, his hands helping me keep my balance. my body convulsing in different directions with every wave that hit me. my thighs tightened around his holding him in me even tighter than before, he winced and let his eyes screw shut. 

"fuck, 'm gonna cum inside." he said, his head falling back and his thrusts becoming sloppier. "p-please." i said, hardly able to get the words out as i choked on the overstimulation. "oh 'm cumming." he choked out, his mouth forming into an 'o' after he spoke. my stomach ached from my orgasm as he painted my insides. the long spurts filling me up and spilling from inside as he fucked me through his orgasm. 

his once quick and hard thrusting slowed and inevitably stopped after he came. i sat on top of him, sweaty and disoriented as i came down from my high. he sat beneath me, worn out and exhausted. "fuck." he whispered to himself as i wriggled around trying to get myself off of him. "stop." he said with a deep wince. "jus' c'mere." he said quietly, motioning for me to lean down toward him.

i leaned into him and cuddled against his chest. his semen spilling out from inside of me down his balls and inner thighs and i settled on top of him. "was that good?" i asked him, already knowing his answer. "hell yea." he said, rubbing the back of my head like a little pet. "you were so good f'me." he praised against my head as he pressed kisses against the top of it. 

"so that's why i don't draw anymore." gerard said as he gulped down the final drop of his beer. i chuckled and pulled the blanket closer to my chest to hide my bare chest as he finished his story.

"how bout you, why don't you make any art?" he asked as sat down the empty bottle on my nightstand. "just never been my thing." i said sighing as i exhaled the smoke from my cigarette. "c'mon, i gave you an entire story and you can't even give me a few details." he replied as he motioned for the cigarette in my hand. "what'd you want?" i said as i handed it over. 

"i dunno, somethin' more. somethin' good." he said passionately as he brought it to his lips. i sighed and thought for a second. "i'm just not creative. and it's just kind of hard for me to get in to." i said as i crossed my arms over my chest to better cover myself. he nodded and took a harsh puff of the cigarette, the lit end sparkling a deep amber as he inhaled. 

once he pulled it from his mouth he expelled the smoke from the side of his lips. "i get it." he said quietly before putting out the cigarette an the ashtray next to him. i hummed in response, nibbling at the innards of my cheeks as i stared at him. the way his pale face was illuminated by the lamp in my bedroom went straight to my core, causing an aching sensation that was getting hard to ignore.

as he turned back to face me he flashed a smile. "what eyeliner do you use?" i asked. he brought a hand to his neck, scratching and pulling at the stray hairs that decorated it. "shit, i dunno. some random one from fuckin' 

walgreens." he said with a chuckle. i nodded, staring deeper at his face.  

"what's up?" he asked, already knowing that my mind was wondering to a more sexual place. "you wanna...?" i asked, crinkling my face in embarrassment. he sighed and leaned closer to my face. "i dunno." he said quietly. i furrowed my brows in confusion. "why? you ate my pussy for like... an hour." i said with an innocent chuckle. "i just wanna please you." he said as he climbed on top of me. 

i rolled my eyes and brought a hand to his plush chest, running it down slowly to the denim on his jeans. before i reached his crotch he grabbed my hand and placed it back to my chest, tutting as he did. "be patient, baby. i'll fuck ya soon." he whispered with a cute wink. "c'mon... pleaseee!" i begged, pulling the blanket down from my chest to expose my nipples. 

he smirked and lowered his head to them, pressing kisses against the skin around them. i let out a quiet moan as he peppered dry kisses around my breasts. i felt him smile on the skin as i let out small sounds of pleasure. "please baby, please fuck me." i whimpered as he latched his lips on my nipple, sucking slowly while his hand squeezed and kneaded the other.

his tongue darted out, lapping at the tip of my oversensitive nipples. he looked up at my face, slowly twisting and contorting from his mouth on me. he pulled his lips from my breast, bringing them up to the soft skin behind my ear. "how bad ya want it?" he whispered in my ear, biting the lobe as he grinded against my inner thigh through the blanket. "so bad, baby. so fuckin' bad." i whispered back, bringing my hands up under his shirt and rubbing his soft, plush skin. 

he hummed in response before pulling the blanket up, squeezing under it while staying on top of me. he was closer than he'd been all night, right above me, our lips almost touching as his hands can't up to my bare thighs, stroking the soft skin on them. i winced as his nails dug in me near my hips, pulling me even closer to him. 

"you sure?" he asked as he began unzipping his jeans. "yes gerard, i'm so fuckin' sure." i moaned while nodding to him, my eyes almost watering from the desperation i felt. he slowly pulled the rough denim down the thighs and sighed, his boxers coming down smoothly with them.

he leaned down slightly, pressing a kiss on my cheek as he lined himself up with me. "you ready?" he whispered against my skin. i nodded and bit my lip as i awaited his penetration. his tip slid through my soaking, pulsating folds before slowly pushing in his tip. i exhaled deeply as he entered me, his face contorting in pleasure in response. 

the stretch and fullness i expect didn't come. he bottomed out and whined. so fucking disappointing. it felt like he'd been teasing me, pushing in a little less than half of his cock. i ran my hands up his back and began pressing them hard against his ass, forcing him balls deep inside of me. a near silent moan spilled from his parted lips.

he thrusted quicker and whimpered over me. i wrapped my legs around his lower torso, trying to feel some kind of pleasure from his dick. i gasped as his cock brushed just against my g-spot. he smiled down at me as he fucked, obviously enjoying himself. i couldn't bring myself to be honest and tell him he was to small, so i lied. 

i pulled his head down to my neck, hiding my face from him. at the same time i forced out fake, exaggerated moans for him and squeezed tighter around his plush back. his muffled moans and whimpers that vibrated on my hickey marked neck brought me an even worse feeling, as though he really wanted to make me feel good but he just couldn't do it. 

 suddenly he pulled from my neck, his mouth forming the perfect 'o' as he came up. "i'm gonna cum." he said, voice shaky and full of pleasure. "now?" i questioned, almost letting my lustful facade falter. he gulped and looked up before trying his hardest to choke out a response. "y-yea... right now." he whimpered. 

his eyes screwed shut as he twitched inside of me and thrusted as deep as he could. my deadpan face stared up at his while he ejaculated inside of me, unable to control the sudden rush of pleasure that overcame him. as he came i sighed in a feeling that was like frustration mixed with relief. a few more shaky thrusts followed as he came down from his embarrassingly early orgasm. 

he flopped down on top of me, almost crushing me into the bed from his weight on mine. i gasped as his chest hit mine. "shit, my bad. i normally last longer." he said in a lazy, fucked-out voice. "it's cool." i replied, rolling my eyes. his back rose and fell with every deep breath he took, trying to catch his breath. 

once the high wore off and he wasn't so wired he pulled his softening cock out of me and rolled over to my side. "did ya cum?" he asked me as he got comfortable under the blanket besides me. i sighed, contemplating whether or not i should lie. "yea." i replied softly with a smirk. obviously i did.