Fun stuff (Frerard Oneshots)

tease? (Smut)

"So I was thinking we could try something... new? I dunno, not really new but also kinda is y'know?" Gerard stumbled over his words, his hands behind his back as Frank stared at him, a curious glint in the smaller male's eyes.

"You know I'm open to anything, but it's gotta be quick, I've got a class in twenty minutes..."

"Yeah, I know, uh-"

"C'mon, spit it out." Frank smiled softly, slipping down in his desk chair and poking at Gerard's knee with his foot. The taller male brought his hands out from behind his back, showing the object to Frank, who raised an eyebrow.

"Do- do you want me to wear this through class?" The corners of his lips twitched up as Gerard nodded shyly, holding it out.

Frank leant forwards, taking the thing off his boyfriend, turning it in his hands. It had a very satisfying weight as it moved, rolling across his palm.

"So?"

Frank looked up, his gaze pulling away from the silicone and back up to his boyfriend.

"Yeah I'll do it, better be the best sex ever afterwards though." He grinned, standing up and pressing a kiss to Gerard's now smiling lips.

"You know it love."

"I'll be right back then." Frank smirked, pulling away and leaving the room, returning five minutes later with a funny expression on his face. Not quite uncomfortable, but not completely neutral.

"You good?"  Gerard asked from where he was now lying on his bed.

Frank nodded, biting down on his lip lightly, "yeah it just feels... weird? I dunno, like I can feel it but it's not uncomfortable y'know?"

Gerard just nodded, having bring a hand up to cover his mouth to stop the smile from showing, oh if only Frank knew what he was in for.

The smaller male sat back down at his desk, shifting a couple of times before opening up his laptop and joining the zoom call. Gerard's feet were just visible at the edge of the screen where the end of the bed stuck out, but that was all that could be seen, so Frank hoped his teacher wouldn't question it.

He shifted again, leaning forwards with his elbows against the edge of his desk as the professor started talking, almost ten minutes in when his body went rigid.

"Holy shit-" He whispered.

"- sorry, did someone say something? Was that you Frank? You're lit up." The professor cut himself off, staring at the computer.

"No, I'm sorry." He gritted out, his eyes flickering over to his boyfriend who grinned and waved a small remote in the air as the vibrations stopped.

"Are you sure? You look very pale... are you feeling okay?"

"Just a bit lightheaded, I should be okay." Frank smiled weakly, waiting until the professor turned away to turn off his webcam and microphone.

"Gerard What the fuck I'm in a lesson!"

"You agreed to it!" Gerard shrugged, holding up his hands.

"I agreed to a buttplug not a vibrator!" He hissed, a blush dusting his cheeks a strawberry red.

"You never asked what it was, that's not my fault."

Frank rolled his eyes, how he was going to cope for another 45 minutes he did not know, but somehow he was gonna have to do it.

He turned his webcam back on, but not his mic, throwing one last glare at Gerard before trying to focus again. But it wasn't long before his hips were grinding down against his chair, just so he had that little bit of friction, his mind in a completely different world than it's own and he definitely wasn't paying attention to his teacher.