commentfic again

[mwestbelle]

I claim this entry for Frank/Gerard/Mikey VAMPIRE PORNOGRAPHY IN THE COMMENTS.

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Mikey rests a hand on Frank's arm where it's still tense with his grip on Gerard's hips. "I'd like a turn now, Frank." His voice is mild, but the blood he took from Frank is thrumming through him, and Frank can feel it, so, reluctantly, he crawls to kneel next to Gerard's side. Mikey realigns himself and snaps his hips in, fast and definite.

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

And that--that is familiar enough and he meets almost no resistance from Gerard, pushing back almost immediately. It's different with Frank watching, but not in a bad way, and he lets out a harsh sound as Mikey rocks in harder, hands over where Frank's just where.

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He can't erase the marks Frank left, but he can cover them with his own, make it clear that though Frank is theirs, and he'll share when he deems it appropriate, Gerard will always be his. He bends to kiss the back of Gerard's neck, pressing them together, back to chest, and his eyes dart over to Frank's wide eyes. He smiles, fangs flashing. Mine.

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Frank sits and stares, watching the two of them. He knows it's stupid to be jealous, when he considers what Mikey just let him do, but still. He watches them intently, trying to figure out how to be better for Gerard if Mikey lets him do it again, seeing the way that Gerard's hair hangs in his face and his mouth hangs open.

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Mikey hisses and slips a hand under Gerard's hips to trace along where his length is pressed tight to the bed. He barely has to be put air behind his words, whispering them into Gerard's neck, just behind his ear. "Almost, almost time." He rolls his hips and bites down, licking at the pinpricks of blood.

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Gerard arches up, neck straining to give Mikey more room to bite down, trying to tempt him to do it again. "Please, come on," he breathes, and his eyes meet Frank's wide ones. He almost feels guilty for a moment, because he has no doubt that Frank is feeling inadequate and it's not fair, not when Mikey has had an entire century to learn what to do with him like this.

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Meeting Gerard's eyes when he's like this, desperate under Mikey, makes Frank's stomach twist in uncomfortable ways and also amazing ones. He looks gorgeous, hair falling around his face, but Frank wishes that he could have done this, or at least that he could help. But Mikey's made it perfectly clear that when he's taking his pleasure with Gerard, it is for him and Gerard alone.

For his part, Mikey strokes Gerard firmly and hisses "Now" in his ear when he bites down, hips jerking to completion at the taste of his brother's blood on his lips again.

[thelemic.livejournal.com]

And Gerard even now is helpless not to obey his little brother, coming with a sharp exhalation, eyes squeezing shut. Frank watches in fascination as his fingers clench tighter in the sheets, Mikey's teeth sinking into his neck. And he's already gotten the chance, but he wants to be able to do that to Gerard too.

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Mikey takes a few gentle swallows of Gerard's blood before he kisses the wound and down to his shoulder, hand sliding out from beneath his brother to rest on his hip. Shutting his eyes, he smiles, then looks over at Frank, beckoning him over. Frank is a little hesitant, but he crawls over so Mikey can pull him into a one-armed embrace. "Welcome to our family."

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"So it's going to be the three of us? Like this? Forever?" Frank smiles, wide and hopeful, and it only grows wider when Gerard nods, eyes opening. He snuggles in next to the two of them, still-warm against cold skin, and breathes out as hard as he can. Nothing happens. He doesn't start to cough.

"You really fixed me," Frank says, awed. "I'm... I'm really going to be okay." His grin widens further until it looks in danger of splitting his face and he leans up to kiss Gerard and then Mikey.

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"Forever." Mikey smiles into the kiss and maybe nips at Frank's lip when he pulls away before making a face, frowning a little. They still have matters to take care of, much as he'd like to just pull them both close, savor the last vestiges of Frank's warmth. But he claimed the dominance in their family, and he has to take the responsibility that comes with it. "We need to leave tomorrow. If anyone sees Frank, it'll all go to pieces." He shifts a little, hips still locked with Gerard's. "Where now?"

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Gerard nods, because Mikey is right, they have to leave. Virtually everyone within ten miles of them is familiar with Frank, even if it's the kind of familiar that's more "He destroyed my such-and-such". Even staying in Italy at all is probably not safe. He thinks for a long moment, trying to figure out where would be best. "We--what about the New World?" He knows it's growing rapidly, rapidly enough that in the bigger cities people could disappear without arousing much suspicion. And he and Mikey haven't been in years, not since there was practically no one there.

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Mikey considers. The New World is, well, new. It was barely anything when they saw it, nothing of interest, but from what he hears, things have gotten quite exciting over there. He likes to be excited. He nods. "Yes, the New World. What about Frank?" He prods Frank's hip lightly. "Our littler brother? Or your valet?" Frank doesn't really look like them (at all), but Mikey's not sure if they'll be able to keep Frank in a subservient pose for a voyage across the entire ocean.

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"Our littler brother," Gerard says without hesitation. He has no intention of forcing Frank to pose as a servant when Frank has just joined them. Besides, he doubts that even Mikey will be able to keep Frank (who, for being sickly still had a disturbing amount of energy) in line long enough to pass for a valet for either of them.