Right guys, i'm in major need of criticism here! I've never wrote... this type of chapter before, so i wanna know if it's actually any good :S

Chapter 10

*Frank's POV*

No matter how much I tried, I could not get that image out of my head- the rotting flesh, dislodged bone, blood encrusted fingernails all engraved into my memory.

Apparently a 12 year old girl had went missing last, ran away most likely, and it was presumed that the arm had belonged to her. "Caught by the wolves and eaten alive" they said, "We'll report it to the police", they said, yet I couldn't help but find it peculiar how relaxed everyone was over the situation.

I sat in an uncomfortably under-decorated office, a mug of cold coffee in my hands (I was unable to drink it through shock), Gerard's arm wrapped around my waist. In a normal situation, I would have placed my head on his shoulder, perhaps snuggled into him, but right now all I could find the soul to do was sit like a statue and stare blankly at the peeling walls.

"Don't worry, it's gone now", Gerard whispered into my ear, his warm breath comforting me, defrosting my bones. I shook my head as a reply before sitting the mug on a coffee table by m side, then sliding down so my face was pressed into Gerard's lap. An office woman walked past as I did so, giving us a strange look. I didn't blame her; I hadn't come across any other gay people here, never mind any gay couples.

"Why would a little kid run away" I sighed, a tear dropping from my eyes, leaving a damp spot on Gerard's jeans.

"Who knows", he replied, "They say it's best if we don't think about it…"

"What do you mean don't think about it? It's impossible. A girl died for god's sake! We can't just let it be forgotten about!"

"This isn't the first time this has happened, remember?" Gerard's eyes twinkled with tears, remembering his friend who had been lost a year before hand to the same means. Life was too cruel for words.

We sat for the next hour in the office, comforting each other in our moment of pain.

I couldn't even escape the arm in my sleep. There it was, haunting my dreams, plaguing me everywhere I went. I woke up that night in a cold sweat, screaming, waking Gerard as I did so.

"D'you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" he offered, seeing my current state. I nodded before climbing under the covers he had pulled open, revealing his half naked body. I snuggled my head into his chest as he place his lips against my forehead, lingering there like he had forgotten to pull away from the kiss.

"Make it go away"

And as if it was in reply to my previous request, he pushed his lips straight into mine in a sloppy yet meaningful kiss. His tongue tickled my bottom lip, playing with my lip ring. I granted him entrance into my mouth, our tongues beginning to tango to the beat of our hearts. Any thoughts of that day had been completely eliminated.

I twisted my body round so that I was on top of Gerard, pinning his hands above his head. He moaned into the kiss as I felt him hardening underneath me. Guess that made two of us.

The next thing I felt was a pair of fingers toying at the waist band of my boxers.

"We can't, not right now" I gasped, shooting my gaze to our sleeping room mates.

"Mikey sleeps with his IPod in, and Ray" he assured me, pointing to the snoring creature at the opposite end of the room, "wouldn't wake up if you smashed him over the head with a frying pan. As long as were… quiet, we'll be fine".

I nodded, and Gerard gave me a smirk sexy enough to turn a straight man gay, sending goose bumps to the surface of my skin.

"Shall we pick up where we left off?"

I couldn't agree more.

With one swift movement, I was on my knees, my boxers on the floor, Gerard face to face with my crotch. He smiled contently before placing his hands on my hips and lips to my tip, tickling slightly with his tongue, making me groan impatiently. He took slightly more of me into his mouth, running his tongue along the underside of my length. He pulled away, his eyes gazing upwards, a huge smirk pulled across his face.

"You like?" he purred before wrapping his lips round me again, beginning to trace little circles with his tongue, biting lightly, making me gasp. He sniggered slightly, and then began to suck, only slightly to start with, but slowly began to suck harder, making me throw my hands forwards, grasping onto his hair so hard I nearly ripped a clawful from his head. He began to pick up a rhythm, pushing me deeper and deeper into his mouth.

Something vibrated against me, as a moan escaped Gerard's cherry pink lips. I looked down to find Gee with his hands down his boxers, stroking himself. I quickly reacted by pulling his hand out of the way, replacing it with my own, rubbing down his shaft, making his hips buck forwards. I began pumping my hand in time with Gerard, both of us in competition to cause the other the most pleasure. Sucking harder, pumping harder- we were both moaning in harmony with each other. I was surprised the others hadn't woken up; we were making a hell of a lot of noise!

I felt myself growing agonizingly close to my climax, and Gee could sense it from the height of my groaning, yet showed no sign of backing off.

"Uhhh… Gee… Fuck… I think I'm…"

But before I could finish my sentence, I came harder than I ever had before. I laughed slightly as I watched his face grimace at the taste, yet he still swallowed it. God I had respect for that man.

As I rode it out, I began pumping my hand harder and harder against Gerard's boner, he becoming ever so close to his climax. He gripped onto my hips even tighter, his fingers digging into my ass, before screaming curses as he came into my hands, both of us then collapsing into the bed, reduced to a breathless mess.

Well that had most definitely gotten my mind off things.