All I'll Ever Love

M/M Frank and Mikey
P.O.V.=both
Rating:NC-17

Chapter one: You are every breath of air to me.
p.o.v. - Frank

Everything about you is perfect. From the curve of your waist, to every single eyelash. Your perfect smile, showing your sharp teeth that make you look so vampiric and sinister when really you are a kind and loving little boy. You're beautiful to me in every possible way imaginable.

You shift above me, drawing in a deep breath as the springs on my mattress creek, hidden by the mask of music that's playing. I kiss the top of your head as you snuggle into me, my hands under your shirt, softly touching your silken skin. It comforts me to know you'll be sleeping beside me tonight; the warmth of your body blanketing me. We've slept in the same bed before, but it never looses it's specialness. I'm sure that if your mother knew we're lovers, you'd never spend a nite at my house again. I was scared when your brother caught us kissing in your living-room and we practically begged him not to tell, even after he swore he wouldn't. I don't know what I'd do if I were made to live without you.

"I love you." You whisper and I smile. I know you do, but the little reminders are like angel words to me.

"I love you too."

Songs play and the record ends before you turn the stereo off with it's remote and I peal your t-shirt off your body kissing your neck once it's gone. You smile warmly at my romanticism and our lips press together in several delicate kisses, the soft light from the lamp at my bedside table making your ivory tinted skin glow. Slowly we undress each other until we're in nothing but boxers, moving to crawl under the sheets, huddling together and embracing one another under the lamps iridescent glow.

"I don't want to leave tomorrow."

"I don't want you to go." You smile at me, the undeniable warmth spreading through me. Every-time I see you smile the little skip in my heart reminds me how much I love you. "It's not like it's forever. And you're only a couple streets over."

"I know." He says, laughing at his own desperation. "I can't wait till I can move out. Then we can really be together. In our own apartment. With three kids and no money." I chuckle at his humor.

"Sounds wonderful except for the kids part."

"I thought the worst part was having no money." I think for a moment, finding your naive qualities so adorable.

"We'll see."

"Wouldn't you just love having three little kids following you around whining 'Daddy number two'?"

"How come you get to be daddy number one?"

"Cause I'm going to have to give birth."

"But then you'd be the mom. I think you're confused." You laugh and I gaze at your mesmerizing beauty. I catch a glimpse at the clock and see the hands at 38 a.m. "We need to get to sleep." I say, turning to turn off the light.

"Leave it on dim." You tell me and I give you a questioning look. "I want to be able to see you." I can't help but smile at you before tapping the lamp twice, the light dimming so our faces are barely lit up.

You kiss me softly, your palm tracing my back and I run my hands along your skin before feeling you ask to be let in, my mouth opening up to you. I kiss you back as gently as you do me, the sweet, moist, velvet wetness of your mouth washing me away and making me want to feel you in more ways than humanly possible.

We make love under that simple dim light before curling up into each other, our bodies worn out and tired. You give me a happy smile and I kiss you gently, trying to convey the feelings I have for you.

"You're so beautiful." You tell me and I don't say anything, settling for a simple grin because if I say you're prettier you'll argue.

These are the things I miss when we're not together. And as far as I'm concerned that's all the air I have to breath.