Title: Bondage Mansion
Pairings: Gerard/Bert, Gerard/Frank
Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Bloodplay, Bondage, D/s, Humiliation, Dubious Consent, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Forced Orgasm, Kinbaku, Collars, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Facials, Torture, Sick and Twisted Fluff, Implied Mprg.
Summary: While Bert is off trying to find answers Gerard is trapped in Frank's web of lust.
Disclaimer: They are a band and they will always be a band to me, therefore I cannot and do not own them.
Author’s Note:So the title of this chapter stems for two reasons. One I thought it was appropriate becasue of the way Frank is acting and two a fucking spider came down from my ceiling fan while I was in the zone typing. Now I HATE SPIDERS! i don't care how big or small they are, they creep me out and i am older than Frank so it was my phobia first! This was at 0300 in the morning and i almost screamed out and woke up my whole house including my two children. Instead i grabbed the nearest object, which turned out to be a magazine, and smacked it out of the dining room into the living room. The problem was i spent the next hour freaking out that it would return so I lost my train of thought and stopped the chapter here, not where I wanted to end. This means you lucky people will get another chapter in the next day or so becasue I know how much you love cliffhangers. No really you tell me so all the time. ^0^
Anyway enough of my ramblings, please enjoy and i will try not to think of the spider plotting revenge against me...they do they you know. @-@
Beta'd by my amazing friend Trixgrl from AO3. ^-^
A Visitor In The Storm
An Unsure Ally
Taste The Soup
A Frank Remembrance
A Hard Surprise
It's Supper Time
I Know a Thing About Contrition"
Red Sky In Morning
No Other Words
A Day of Rest
Back To Normal?
Smoke and a Conversation
I Saw Red
And Really Bad Eggs
Tell Me What You Want
Normal is a Setting on a Hair Dryer
Flame of Desire
A Drink For The...
Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Setting Up A PlayDate
Not What You Expected Huh?
Family Can Be The Healing Kind
Where The Wild Things Are
A Fire Inside
I think I finally have this figured out. My beautiful Ana is a woman full of passion and desire for life as well as love. I thought that I needed to hold back my feelings for her now that we were married. That I could quell the desire that I only showed other less important ladies in my past life, but this contest has shown me that in order to keep Ana, I must work harder than ever to show her that I want her, need her, desire her, own her. She is my prize, my claim, and I will be dammed if that man is going to take her from me. As much as it pained me, I watched them together. I studied what he does to her and how he makes her move and tells her when to breathe. He controls her and she not only allows it, but seeks it out. I can do the same…I will not lose to Iero again.
Robert spent the entire night reading his father’s journal. He closed the book just as light began to seep into the windows of the Library. They illuminated the destruction that he caused the night before. He looked at the evidence of his anger and realized that he was losing control and had to go back to basics. He was not sure exactly how to, but he hoped that now that he was armed with his father’s journal he would make better and informed decisions. He pulled the master key out of his pocket and as he left the Library he locked it. Peter was just rising for the start of his day. He was surprised to see Robert, but managed formalities none the less. Robert walked up to Peter and addressed him in a very casual manner that took Peter back for a minute.
( Peter, my old friend.Collapse )