a sample of my frerard :)

 I walked to the end of the sand bank, feeling Gerard's presence right behind me. The dark river in front of me looked still, but I knew that the current underneath the surface was tremendously strong. I looked at nothing, my thoughts drifting in other places. Places even darker than this cave.

Gerard stepped forward, closing the space between our bodies. He was so warm against my back. I could feel my pulse skyrocket. I was so attracted to him; he was such a necessity to me that I couldn't' be afraid of him. Even if he was something truly awful. It didn't matter. All that mattered was his delicious touch. I was paralyzed with him pressed against me.

"I can hear your heart beat," he murmured into my hair.

"Gerard…do you steal people's souls?" Despite my unwavering infatuation with him, I had to know. I stared ahead into the cavern's depths, where the light from the lantern dissolved into darkness.

He paused briefly before replying. "No."
Another pause. He inhaled quickly.
"No, Frank… of course not," he reassured me softly. "The souls I've collected; I don't take them. You have to give up your soul willingly..."

Gerard's arms wrapped around me from behind and he leaned forward to bite my earlobe; a moan slipped from my throat before I could hold it back.

"Can you imagine that, Frank?" he breathed in my ear. "Wanting something so much that you're willing to sell your soul for it?"

I stood there submissively as his firm hands traced down my torso and his hot wet mouth kissed my neck hungrily. A sigh rose out from my lungs and my eyes fluttered closed, giving in. Letting him consume me.

As his inner fire seared into me and his intoxicating scent flooded my senses, I thought clearly in my mind;

Yes.

I can imagine that.