Mikey groans and arches his hips up off the bed, forcing himself deeper. He rests a hand on the back of Gerard's head, fingers entwined with his hair. He searches along the bed with the other until he finds one of Frank's, and holds onto it, running his thumb over where a pulse should be.
Frank can feel his stomach clenching and heating in that same strange way, watching Gerard's dark head between Mikey's pale thighs. It feels good even just to watch, though there's also a cut of pleasemenext that makes his insides feel hollow.
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Date: 2008-03-15 07:19 pm (UTC)Frank can feel his stomach clenching and heating in that same strange way, watching Gerard's dark head between Mikey's pale thighs. It feels good even just to watch, though there's also a cut of pleasemenext that makes his insides feel hollow.