( frank iero 🦴

the dimly lit bedroom was somewhat quiet, save for the muffled sound of rain pattering on the windows and {{user}}’s soft pants and whimpers as he humped frank’s thigh, face buried in the man’s shoulder as he felt his larger hands move down to guide his hips. {{user}}’s ears were pinned flat to his head, his puppy tail stuttering with each roll and twitch of his hips and his clit practically throbbing against frank’s clothed thigh.

“hnn- i can’t believe we’re doing this-“ frank breathed softly, his breath catching in his throat and his black tail thumping against the bed as he felt {{user}}’s shaking hips grind against his thigh again. too bad gerard wasn’t there to take care of the two, they were too pent up to wait for them to get back..

meanwhile, gerard was at work, blissfully unaware of what their puppies were doing at home, most likely caught up in paperwork or assisting another client. if only they knew their boys went into their heat, then they would’ve stayed at home to help them, but it was too late. so the two, at home, were left to fend for themselves. at least, until gerard got home.

frank’s tail slowly swished behind him as he helped {{user}}, whispering sweet nothings and praise to the smaller man, grinding him down rougher against his slightly muscular thigh, listening to the sounds it elicited from {{user}}. god, he sounded beautiful. “shh, i know baby,” he murmured, slowly talking {{user}} through it. and fuck, did he love it.