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The World Of Fiction

Title: Skin
Rating: A is for ADULT
Genre: Two-shot Frerard SLASH
Disclaimer: I made this up...obviously. Written for Kayla on Mibba.
Summary: Just read, m'kay?

Chapter One
Security....

I first saw him in the meat aisle. Ironic that...meat in the meat aisle. At least that's all he was to me then. He was leaning over to reach a packet of chicken breasts towards the back of the frozen section and it was his hips that caught my eye first. Or rather...the skin just above his hips, peeking out from between where his shirt had ridden up due to his little stretching endeavour and the top of his jeans, which hugged his arse just oh-so-perfectly that I couldn't help but stare dumbly at him from behind my trolley.

I was so enthralled with that singular patch of skin, I didn't realise he had turned his head towards me and caught my perversion. You know that sense of awareness you get when someone's eyes are on you? He must have felt mine burning into that perfect bit of skin above his jeans.

I looked away quickly, embarassed to have been so obvious, but suprisingly I heard him just let out a light, unrestrained laugh, amused at my intrusion into his instantly appealing world. The sound of it brought my eyes over to meet his and I couldn't help but notice the twinkle in them as he slowly stood up, chucking the lucky packet into his trolley before raising a hand and brushing back his dark hair.

"Hi...", he said, still smiling at me.

"Hi...", I replied back, having now regained my composure.

"You see anything you like?", he asked me outright. Nice. I liked him already, a lot. And not just for that perfect bit of skin.

"Yes...", I replied honestly, my eyes now scanning the rest of his face. He was gorgeous, no doubt about that.

"Me too", he retorted, all the while still smiling at me...only now I watched as it slowly turned into a smirk. He was good. Damn good. Too good. Suddenly the airconditioned supermarket got a lot hotter.

Sick of waiting for my next response, he now told me knowingly, "Come here...". I obeyed without question, closing the gap between us within seconds. Waiting for his next move, I stayed there, mere centimetres from him, looking up into his mischeivous eyes. They were even more stunning up close, if that were possible.

"Gerard", he said simply, now placing a hand lightly on my hip without asking permission. Not that he needed it.

"Frank", I replied, to which he gave an even bigger smile.

"Frank", Gerard repeated, now bring his other hand up to graze the side of my face gently, tucking the stray hairs of my fringe behind my ear.

I decided to touch him then...that skin which had drawn me to him. He had touched me first and from the look in his eyes, he wasn't going to have a problem with me molesting him back, so I nudged my hand under the edge of his shirt and ran my fingertips along his body. It felt warm and soft, just like how I imagined. I felt his grip tighten against my hip as I continued to run my hand around his waistline, finally bringing it to rest against the small of his back.

Gerard leant towards me now, the space between our bodies vanishing in an instant. I swear I felt his dick press against me for an instant, or maybe it was just mine against him...it was certainly making its presence known to me right now. Either way, the second of contact sent electricity shooting from my groin all the way up my back.

Wrapping his hand around the back of my neck, Gerard pulled my head forward, gently but firmly before capturing my mouth with his in delicious warmth. I had never done anything like this before, not this public, but if felt good...it felt fucking amazing. I wondered for a second how often he had done this but the thought quickly flew from my mind as he snaked his tongue inside my mouth.

Suddenly it was on. I grabbed him towards me now, pressing his body against mine with desire. He liked that though, now moaning out into the kiss as his tongue collided messily with mine. His hand had worked it's way up into my hair and was now gripping on, the force crushing my lips even harder against his. I hadn't noticed before but he had somehow backed me up against the edge of the frozen goods cabinet, the metallic edge stinging through the back of my shirt as he started grinding against me. Not obviously, as in the kind of thing you see in those misogynistic rap videos, he was too classy for that, but with enough pressure that I was left in no doubt as to whose dick was now touching whose. The cold metal continued to burn into my back, making me whimper in a delicious mix of pain and pleasure as I felt every fucking inch of him rolling in friction against me whilst our tongues now went into overtime.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker shrieked into life. "Security to aisle four..."

The harsh intrusion of reality made me pull away from Gerard, panting heavily. He let me go, just staring at me as if to judge my reaction, eyes blazing. Fuck. Now this was worth going grocery shopping for...

I fought to hide the flushes of lust that heated my face as he finally gave me another knowing smile, then simply pointed up. I tilted my head to see what he was pointing at and read the sign above us that said...

4
Delicatessen
Beef
Poultry
Frozen Vegetables

With a grin of my own, I dropped my eyes back down to Gerard, and then across to the nearly full trolley of groceries that he had beside him. "You need any of that?", I asked him, but he just shook his head slowly at me, his eyes reassuring me that I had asked the right question.

"No, I need you", he now replied with searing honesty. I liked that about him...but I think I may have already mentioned that.

"Good", I stated plainly before taking his hand in mine and now starting to run. He stumbled behind me before catching on to my intention, then running alongside me before finally overtaking me as we ran out of the store. I managed to keep up, my breathing laboured but his hand somehow staying firmly clenched in mine as I got lost in watching his shirt move in rhythm with his strides. Every time it lifted up, I would catch a glimpse of that perfect bit of skin and it made me desperate to see more. We made it to the mall toilets in what felt like under a minute flat, and as Gerard pulled me into the handicapped stall and quickly locked the door behind us, I reached over and wasted no time in pulling his shirt all the way off.

Perfect.

verified-12/19/07
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I liked when Frank said "it's on"! That sums it up nicely!
Nice one-shot, hun.

You made me step into the light when usually I'm lurking in the background because no one else has commented this. Crazy...

dont stop there gosh!
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I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS! I CAN'T EVEN TELL YOU!
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IN STARLIT NIGHTS, I SAW YOU
SO CRUELLY, YOU KISSED ME
YOUR LIPS A MAGIC WORLD
YOUR SKY ALL HUNG WITH JEWELS

*shakes head*

Jesus...I'm never gonna look at the meat aisle at work the same again, I think I'll spend tomorrow at work on the cameras watching the meat aisle!

moremoremore kthnx

Oh me likey alot naughty

More please!!! =]
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:O

*giggles*
adorable
more?
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why don't we sit right here for half an hour.
we'll speak of what a waste I am.

Thanks so much for the comments, everyone...*hugs*

Chapter two posting now...
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Chapter Two
Cleanup....

A wide grin spread across my face at the sight of the perfect skin now on display before me. However, as Gerard spun around and glared at me crossly, for a second I thought I had blown it...that he would now grab his shirt back from me and walk out. However, my fears were instantly allayed as Gerard finally just raised a finger at me, wagging it back and forth in mock annoyance while his eyes danced.

"Frank...", he warned playfully, speaking as if we were old friends, even though I had now known him for a grand total of less than ten, maybe even five, minutes.

Reclaiming my confidence, I shrugged offhandedly at Gerard as he crossed the floor towards me, the stall around us surprisingly roomy. I had actually never been in the handicapped stall before. I had always felt too guilty to use it, thinking that the minute I did, someone who really needed it would show up. However, as I quickly glanced around and realised how clean and spacious this sacred space was compared to normal public toilets, I couldn't help but think that next time, I would take my chances.

Gerard's hand now came down around my hip, breaking me away from my mundane thoughts as he dug his fingers into my waistband, making swift work of pulling my belt out of its loops. He held it between his fingers, inspecting it carefully before looking over at me with a new glint in his eye.

"Do you trust me?", Gerard asked, Since he was into honesty and all, I didn't hesitate to give him my answer.

"No, not with that...", I replied back firmly, grabbing my belt out of his hands and throwing it to the floor. He just shrugged at me, an amused smirk spreading across his face.

"Maybe some other time...", Gerard then said, I think more to console himself than me.

"Yeah, maybe...", I answered half-heartedly, wanting to move past this debate on his hinted proclivities and onto the action. He got the message, now moving swiftly against me once more as he pulled my head close to whisper in my ear.

"I won't hurt you, I'm not like that.", Gerard reassured me with a quick kiss to the bottom of my ear lobe, which then advanced into prolonged sucking, making my knees start to go weak. Something about his manner told me he was telling the truth...hell, I would probably be more into it than he was anyway. Only, I didn't do that with people I just met. I did however apparently fuck them, or let them fuck me...I wasn't really fussy like that.

Rephrase. I was very fussy about who I got with, I just wasn't fussy about my position in the said fucking...it was all good to me. Fucking good, I thought to myself whilst staring at Gerard's defined chest, now centimetres from my own.

"So...", Gerard prompted hesistantly but then breathed out a sigh of relief when I nodded my head at him, pulling me even closer as he started to grind his hips against mine. I let him, reveling in having his perfect skin crush up against my own.

"You take?", he now asked bluntly, making me the one who now smirked in amusement. I guess he actually was a touch more fussy than me about his fucking.

"Today...yeah...", I eventually answered him, refusing to rule out the possibility of a reversal of roles in the future.

Gerard smiled at me again quickly before covering my lips with his, wasting no time in claiming the rest of my mouth with his tongue. I wrestled back, engaging in a silent dance of dominance. He soon let me win, I guess because he had already asserted his role in the proceedings. I liked him even more for that...some guys, they always had to be in control, which I found a huge turnoff. There was something about Gerard that was different though and I couldn't wait any longer to experience him for myself, now pushing down my pants until they gathered around my knees.

Gerard kissed me once again sweetly on the lips before turning me around and then gently lifting up my hands one by one to place them onto the wall in front of me. He moved behind me as I retrieved one of my hands and bought it down to wrap around my own now-painful erection, stroking myself lightly. Gerard could probably tell what I was doing but didn't say anything as he swiftly pulled my boxers down to join my pants and then ran his hand over my butt cheek, before giving it a playful slap.

"Hey!", I called out in protest, but he just laughed softly, now lifting my shirt off and discarding it alongside his own before then running both his hands down my back and cupping my arse once again.

"You're beautiful", Gerard said simply, kissing the back of my neck and then licking and sucking on the skin there.

I wanted to turn around and face him, to see him in all his glory and maybe return the compliment, but as I felt his dick suddenly make contact with the fold of my bum, I just pushed back against him slightly instead. He ran the head of his dick up and down the crease, toying with me as I conceded to whine in frustration. Instead of ploughing straight in though, Gerard pulled back, breaking all contact.

"Wait...", he told me plainly and I swung my head round at him in annoyance, to see what was making him take his time. He looked up, smiling at me before looking back down again as he proceeded to roll out a condom over his cock. I guess he was a safety guy...nice. Yet another thing I liked about him. He was a good find, this one.

Once Gerard was done, he moved back into position behind me, wrapping his arms around my chest as he leant forward and whispered in my ear, asking, "You want me to get you ready, Frank?"

I shook my head at him without hesitation, knowing it would hurt more but wanting him immediately nonetheless. Gerard moved his hands down to my hips and gripped onto me in acceptance of my wish before I then felt his cock press into me, making me gasp in a not-so-subtle mix of pleasure and pain.

As Gerard now continued to move steadily forward into me, burying himself deep, his chest collided with my back and I sighed out in fulfilled desire as his skin radiated its warmth onto me. He held still for just a second and then, realising that I was more than okay, quickly set a steady and pounding rhythm.

After a few thrusts, I began to rock my hips against him, pushing him even deeper as he now started to moan in appreciation. Wrapping his arms around me again, he held me even closer as his chest now stuck to my back, Gerard thrusting upwards to keep the contact steady.

I could feel myself start to near orgasm as Gerard's breathing slowly altered, indicating he wasn't far off either. Taking my dick in my hand once more, I now started jerking myself off vigorously, determined to come before Gerard did and avoid the risk of him pulling out whilst I was still only close. I felt the surge rising inside me like a wave and it only took a few more thrusts from Gerard before I was spilling out all over my hand, my entire body engulfed in ecstasy.

Gerard groaned out loud himself, grabbing onto me and suddenly pulling out nearly all the way before thrusting himself back in completely. I let him push me where he wanted, still lost in my own orgasmic bliss as he now thrust into me again and again before suddenly stopping, buried to the hilt. With a condom protectively between us, I didn't really feel him come as much as sense he did, collapsing against my back as he fought to regain his breath.

I stayed there with him, enjoying the closeness we shared in that rare moment of mutual bliss. Eventually though, he straightened up before pulling himself out of me carefully. I let him have a minute to tidy himself up as I also pulled my boxers and pants up as best I could with my one clean hand.

Within a minute, Gerard was back by my side as he now kissed the side of my neck before handing me some toilet paper, saying with a laugh, "Cleanup, Aisle 6".

THE END.
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'Cleanup', lolz
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Hehe wow that was an amazing story.
I have a gay couple that some into work and one looks exactly like Gerard, just a little chubbier and whenever they come in and buy meat, i will not be able to keep a straight face because of you!

Lol
This was so good.
Your from Mibba yes?

xxx
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When im thinking about you,
time stops, the world revolves,
my heart beats only for you.