Frerard Oneshots

Can I Call You a Cu-Tee?

I hated my job with a burning passion. Being around rich old white men all day made me want to stab someone. The only reason I kept it was because it was good money. That and Gerard Way.

The only reason I really put up with these ugly khaki shorts and polo shirts is for Gee. His short little golf skirts that matched his sweaters. God, these months of our small, suggestive comments, hand brushes, and eye contact that lasted a few moments too long.

I followed him and his family around, glaring at his dad’s back. Gerard’s dad is definitely not one of my favorite people to caddy for. He was loud and rude and downright obnoxious. But god Gee’s ass was totally worth it.

“Good luck, Gee,” I said, handing him the putter.

His hand brushed against mine as he blushed. My hand reached up, brushing the hair out of his face. His face burned nearly as red as his hair and I smirked. Gee hurried off when his dad called him and I wanted for them to finish.

It was only Gerard his brother and his dad here. As we drove to the next hole, Mikey and Donald sat in the front and Gerard and I sat in the back of the golf cart. I held onto his hand, making sure his dad didn't see. Gee smiled, squeezing my hand softly.

We got to the next hole and I sighed as he pulled away. I watched the two play, scowling at Donald’s loud voice and barking laughter. God, he annoyed me so much. But Gee’s pretty face was worth it all.

By the time they were done it was about four in the afternoon. We went back to the country club, where I was giving a rather large tip from Donald. He went off to no doubt drink and smoke a cigar with the other old dudes. Mikey went off to the pool, probably to try and pick up girls like he usually does.

While they did that, Gee and I snuck off to the storage closet. I pressed him against the door immediately and he whimpered. His hands tangled into my hair instantly and he blushed.

“You're so f*****g pretty,” I muttered.

My lips crashed against his in a messy kiss. I squeezed his hips, pulling them against mine roughly. I pushed a thigh in between his thighs as he gasped, rutting his hips against mine desperately. I sucked on his neck as he tilted his head back.

“N-no marks,” he stuttered.

But I already knew that from our previous rendezvous. The two of us ground together in the small, dark space. His phone rang and I cursed quietly but Gee just pulled me closer.

“Ignore it,” he whispered.

We went back to kissing, the aching still in the pit of my stomach. His phone rang again and I groaned, pulling away.

“Answer it,” I said.

He grabbed his phone, pressing it to his ear. I didn't listen to him speak as I kissed along his neck softly. He put his hands on my chest, pushing me away softly.

“If we don't stop now I don't think I'll be able to ever again,” Gerard said softly. “I have to go.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, holding onto his hips, resting my forehead against his.

“My dad’s asking where I am,” he whispered. “He's gonna start getting suspicious of us if I keep going missing.”

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you too,” Gee repeated.

I pressed my lips against his and he responded quickly. Gee whined quietly, pulling away reluctantly.

“Bye,” he whispered.

He kissed my cheek and I sighed as he left. I leaned against the door, taking a few deep breaths before i left.

-+-

It wasn't for another two weeks when I finally got to see him again. I followed them around the golf course as he went up for his turn. Mikey and his dad stood in front of him as he went with his back to me.

He bent down to put the ball on the tee. His small skirt rode up and my mouth went completely dry when I saw the white lacy thong he wore. He stood straight and looked back at me, giving me a small wink that his family thankfully didn't notice.

“Fore!” Gee called, hitting the ball.

I watched his slender arms swing through the air, hitting it perfectly. And god, I had to follow them around all day, watching them play golf while Gerard would just occasionally give me a small wink or lift up his skirt to show me his ass or show off his chubby thighs that I wanted wrapped around my waist so badly.

By the time they ended I was sporting a semi in my shorts that was aching to have Gee’s hands on him. And god as soon as I was paid and the other two walked off, I grabbed Gerard’s hand and pulled him to our closet.

However when we got there, I found some janitor already there. Gee whimpered quietly and I knew that he was dying for me to just get my hands all over him already.

We looked for an empty place to be alone and I found the garage. There were old golf carts and other sorts of equipment like pool covers and chairs. This room is hardly ever used, it's more of just a storage.

“Come on, beautiful,” I said, shutting the door.

I sat in the front seat of one of the golf carts and he quickly crawled into my lap.

“I love you, Frankie,” he said.

“I love you too, baby,” I said.

Gee smiled, giving me a soft kiss. The kiss got heated quickly as he rocked his hips down against mine. I moaned, reached around to grab his ass and pull him tight against me. Gee gasped, clutching onto my shoulders. I pushed my fingers against his lips and he sucked on them.

I pushed his panties aside, pressing a finger against him as I pushed it in slowly. He whimpered quietly as I pushed in a second one too. Gee rocked his hips down against them as I stretched him. He kissed and sucked my neck as I groaned. I may not be able to leave marks on him but Gee loved nothing more than to give me hickies.

“Please, I need you,” he panted.

I pulled my fingers away and he tugged down my shorts. His hand wrapped around my erection and I groaned. He stroked me quickly and I pushed his hand away. I spat into my hand, rubbing it over myself. Gee didn't waste any time positioning himself over me.

“f**k, baby,” I muttered as he sank down slowly.

Gerard whined, sinking down all the way as he buried his face into the crook of my neck. His hips rocked against me slowly and I dug my fingers into his hips.

“Oh f**k,” he whimpered.

Gee picked himself up before slowly sinking back down again. He picked up his speed as I moaned. His hands curled up in my shirt as he bounced on my lap, the golf cart rocking under us. I grabbed his hips, pulling him down harder as he cried out in pleasure.

“F-f**k,” he moaned.

My hips rocked up into his, feeling the tight knot in the pit of my stomach. Our lips connected in a messy kiss, both of us panting heavily. My hand wrapped around his erection and he gasped.

“Frank, f**k, I love you,” he breathed.

“Love you too, baby,” I said.

I could feel a thin layer of sweat build up over my skin, noticing how it glistened off Gee’s pale body. I was so close, I could feel my orgasm coming fast. The tight pulling in my stomach threatened to let go but I didn't want this moment to ever end. But I couldn't help it as I came inside him, cursing as my hips rutted up.

“f**k,” I muttered.

Gee rocked down a few more times before he moaned loudly. He came in my hand, moving his hips slowly on me a few times before he pulled off, resting his head against my chest as he tried to catch his breath. I kissed the top of his head, running my fingers through his hair.

“I love you,” I whispered.

Gee whined quietly and tiredly as I chuckled. I helped clean him up as he whimpered.

“I don't wanna go,” he said.

“I'll see you next week, yeah?” I asked.

He sighed and nodded. I kissed his cheek and he smiled softly.

“Bye, baby,” I said. “I'll see you later, I love you.”

“I love you too, Frankie,” he said.

Gee kissed me again, climbing off the golf cart to go find his dad before he could get suspicious.