Gerard's mouth leaves his throat long enough to gasp out, "I have no idea." Um. He has no idea how far Frank wants to go and he doesn't want to push Frank into anything, but fuck he doesn't want to stop.

"Just... as far as you want, I guess?" He leans in, tonguing over the slight redness where his teeth have been on Frank's throat. It's more than a little hard to speak in coherent sentences.