I Love You Darlin'

P.O.V. Frank

"Pst...Hey...Are you awake?"

"No I'm not...Go back to bed..." I open my eyes to glance at the clock, it's red numbers blaring 2:47 am. What is wrong with him?

"If you're not awake then how come you're talking?"

"I'm sleep talking. Can you please go to sleep? It's the middle of the night."

"Well you're no fun." The warm breath on my neck disappears and I feel him lay down with an emphasized thud onto the bed.

"Usually sleeping people aren't very fun!"

"But you're not sleeping!" He protests.

"Because you won’t let me!"

"Fine I'll shut up." I don't say anything else for fear that he'll talk again. After a few minutes of silence I'm in that half asleep state, not quite asleep, but already dreaming.

"I love you darlin'" Oh my fucking God...

"I thought you said you were going to shut up?"

''I did but I never said for how long...'' I could hear the smile on his lips...bastard.

''Oh my God!!! Will you please let me go back to sleep?!!"

''I don't have to give you any sex if you're not nice to me.''

''Gerard I'm sleepy, do you honestly think that I'm thinking about sex right now?" I don't think I'm gonna get to go back to sleep.

''Yes...You're always thinking about sex.''

''I am not''

''Yea you are...now turn over and cuddle me.''

''If I do will you let me sleep?''

''Maybe...'' I sigh and roll over and he snuggles close into me as I wrap him in my arms. His skin feels cold on my skin but warms within seconds. He closes his eyes and smiles. I can't close my eyes. I'm too busy studying his familiar face. Looking at how it's made. The beautiful shape of his eyes. His cute nose. The way the corners of his mouth are. The roundness of his cheeks, that adds a glint of innocence to his look. He looks like an angel. Perfect in every sense of the word. I'm so lucky to have him. Even more lucky that he loves me as much as he does. I must be the luckiest person on earth. He says the same thing to me sometimes but I know I'm luckier.

"I can't sleep.'' He says opening his eyes and propping himself up on his elbow.

''Me either.''

''Do you know how pretty you are?"

''No...I'm always too busy looking at you.'' He grins and his cheeks adopt a beautiful hue of pink. His fingers start to trace invisible patterns on my face that only he can see.

''Well...I know I'm sexy but you're prettier.'' I can't force back the smile that creeps upon my face. ''And I love it when you smile...How the corners of your lips curl upwards...You just look so cute...'' He brushes his fingers along my lips skipping over the ring. It tickles a bit making shivers go down my spine. ''And you've got an adorable little nose.'' He tells me running his finger over the bridge of it and back up to outline my eyebrows. ''And your eyebrows are beautiful...And you have nice lips...They're good for kissing.'' My breath hitches in my throat and his lips fall on mine. They only stay a second before he moves on to pepper kisses all over my face. ''And your skin feel so soft on my lips...and beneath my hands...'' His hands glide across my skin, stopping at the hem of my boxers, idly fidgeting with the elastic band. He looks in my eyes and smiles. That smile. It's so beautiful. ''I love you babe.''

''I love you too.'' He leans in and presses his lips on mine and I move against them. I graze his lips with my tongue and he lets me in, sliding his hand downward groping me through my boxers and coaxing me into hardness. My hips instinctively move into his touch and I decide to make the movement a repetitious one, building up friction as I moan into his mouth.

'' So I take it this was worth waking up for?'' He asks dumbly, momentarily pulling his lips from mine.

"Mmm hmmm'' I reply leaning back into him continuing our previous lip lock. His hand stops moving and I'm about to complain, but I can feel him pulling my boxers down and I force my hand to them assisting him in their removal. They’re off and his fingers wrap around me slowly. I close my eyes even tighter and lay my head back down on the pillow. ''Aaahhh....mmm...babe'' Is all I can choke out as he begins to move his hand up and down my length. He scoots closer and rolls me onto my back so his arm is in a more comfortable position, and I let my hips buck up gently rocking into his hand. He kisses my lips and then along my cheek as he continues stroking my cock with this hand, his grip loosening as he goes down and tightening as he moves up. I'm continually making little noises of satisfaction to notify him that he's doing a good job. Letting him turn me into the same blundering idiot I always turn into when he jerks, sucks, or fucks me. His lips reach my ear and he whispers into it using the sexiest voice he can manage. The one where he sounds shy and unsure but the words come across so deliberately.

"You like that?''

''Yeah..'' I say smiling because I know he knows i like it.

''What about this?'' He moves his hand so he has two fingers above me and two bellow so his knuckles are running along the underside of my dick, contrasting with the soft pads of flesh on top.

‘‘Mmm.......mmm hmmm...ahhwww fuck....'' He knows I love that. My breathing increases and he switches his hand back around and starts making small circles just below the head of my cock alternating with quick fast strokes.

Steadily he pumps along my length and I start to feel the moisture of pre-cum pooling at the tip. He stops, spreading it with his thumb, and running the nail across my slit.

‘‘Mmm Gee....fuckin' aye...ungh'' He covers my mouth with his own, knowing how close I am and I welcome his invading tongue. Every muscle in my body tightens and my nerve endings burst into flames, as the intense feeling of my orgasm washes over me in waves. I cum in his hand and on my stomach, letting the moans get lost somewhere in his throat. He untangles his tongue from mine and smiles, letting go of my cock, and bringing his finger to his mouth licking away the pearly white fluid. He wipes more of it off my stomach and holds his hand up to my lips offering me my own seed and I take it willfully. It takes a couple minutes, but I regain my breathing.

''Holy fuck babe...'' He giggles at me like a school girl and I can't help but think it's adorable, no matter how stupid it is.

''Was it worth me waking' u up?"

''Fuck yes! If you'd have woken me up that way I wouldn't have complained'' We shared a laugh and then look at each other smiling contently, surrounded in silence.

''Touch me'' He speaks so quietly, as if his words would break something if said too loudly.

‘‘Hmm?''

''Touch me...'' I shift my position and encircle my arms around his slender figure. ''No....Touch me....'' He takes my hand and guides it between his thighs, and I gasp at his hardness. He moans when I touch him and bites his lip. ''Mmm mmnnn... Touch me...'' My mouth connects to his and his tongue pushes past my lips and he gives a slight thrust into my hand. God he tastes so good. There's just this....thing about the way he kisses that nothing can compare to. He inhales deeply pulling his lips from mine. ''Frankie....mmm....baby...''

The sound of his voice, strangled by lust and pleasure makes me melt into my own nirvana, consuming me with the need to hear him moan for me...feel his hands in my hair, and taste him in my mouth as he cums. My mouth moves to his neck, tasting the soft skin and planting soft kisses down to his collar bone as I continued stroking his cock. His skin became hotter and hotter beneath my lips as I traveled downward, licking at the sweat moistened skin while he mindlessly played and tugged at my hair, continually bucking his hips up into my hand.

"Mmmm." He hissed the air in between his teeth as mine bit his nipple, and I circle around it with my tongue before kissing the cute little thing, continuing my oral assault on the rest of his body. He whispered my name through exasperated breaths as my tongue lazily rolled around inside his bellybutton. I kissed the little trail of silky soft, smooth hair lower and lower until it panned out into a forest of rich dark curls. My hand stops, leaving his cock, and he moans in complaint. A moan of contentment and pleasure soon follows as I trail wet kisses up along his shaft licking once and again just to tease him. Swirling my tongue around the head of his dick I lapped up little drops of pre-cum that had already escaped. He tightened his grip on my hair and moaned as I took the head of his cock in my mouth, massaging it between the roof and my tongue. Slowly I worked my way onto him completely until I could feel him in the back of my throat, and I started a nice rhythm. Before too long his moans became more frequent and louder, and I began to wonder if he actually intended on ripping my hair out. “Frankie...Frank…I’m gonna...cum…” His whole body shakes and shudders as he cums in my mouth, hands clutching and unclenching my hair as his orgasm takes over. His breath is shaky and uneven as the last few moans escape his lips, and I swallow every little bit of him that I can, except the little bit that managed to run down my chin. I wipe it off with my finger and hold it out for him, and he licks it off greedily, as I climb up his body to meet his lips in a ravenous kiss, letting him taste himself on my tongue. I lay down beside him and cuddle up closely to his warm body, our skin sticky with sweat.

“You think you’ll be able to sleep now?” I ask him, as he pats the back of my head smoothing out my hair.

“Yea.” He says, holding me close to him and pressing a kiss to the top of my head. My head on his chest, and our fingers linked together, I slowly start drifting into sleep, dreams playing out in my mind, but my senses still attached to this world. “I love you darlin’” Oh my fucking god.