You've Let The Devil In

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Previously
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"He thinks I'm lying." Ryan muttered, tears forming in his eyes, "I don't know what to do." He looked to Frank.
"Well.. he'll find out eventually, and realise you were right." He shrugged.
The two of them continued to walk down the street, towards Franks house.
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At Franks House
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Ryan and Frank walked up to the front door of Franks house, Frank took his key out of pocket, and unlocked the door. He opened the door to reveal a dimly lit room, picture frames covered the walls, and was filled with black furniture.
"Oh wow, your house is really nice." Ryan looked in.
"Thanks, it wasn't my idea to do this aesthetic." Frank smirked.
"Whose idea was it?" Ryan looked to Frank, who was taking his shoes off.
"It was Gerard's." He smiled.
"Oh, Gerard?" Ryan began taking his shoes off too.
"Yeah, come down this way, I'll show you to your room." He walked down a hallway, also full of picture frames, and dimly lit.
He got to a door, which was painted black. Frank opened it to reveal a black canopy bed, with dark red bedding, the walls had fancy wallpaper and fancy lamps.
"Oh wow." Ryan walked in, sitting on the bed.
"I hope you don't mind it, it's a bit extra." Frank laughed, pointing to the small picture frames and mirrors on the walls.
"Oh no, it's nice." Ryan smiled to Frank, who sat on the bed next to him.
"Are you doing okay?" Frank placed a hand on Ryan's thigh.
Ryan was hit with a wave of shock, "Oh.." he thought to himself for a second, "Yeah, I suppose, as okay as I can be with everything that just happened." He leaned back on the bed, looking up.
"I'm here if you want to talk about it." Frank traced his hand up and down Ryan's thigh.
Ryan's heart was beating fast, he looked down towards Frank, and then down to his crotch.
Frank gave a snort, "I won't tell anyone." He got up, and stood in-front of Ryan.
Ryan sat up, their faces were inches away from each other, "Gerard's not gonna be home for quite a while." Frank put one hand on Ryan's thigh, and the other on his cheek.
His hand traced from Ryan's thigh, slowly to his belt buckle. 
"Are you okay with this?" Frank smirked, Ryan slowly nodded, looking into Franks eyes.
Frank leaned in, softly laying his lips onto Ryan's, while unbuckling Ryan's belt. Their lips were locked together and Franks hand slid down the front of Ryan's pants. Ryan slowly fell back onto the bed, while Frank started pulling Ryan's pants down. Ryan began pulling his shirt off, and so did Frank. Ryan was now on the bed only in his underwear when Frank began unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants down.
"You take your underwear off first" Ryan laughed.
"Ugh fine." Frank rolled his eyes, dropping his underwear, revealing his full body.
He then leaned forward and pulled Ryan's off for him, and got on top of Ryan, holding himself up with his arms, their bodies full in contact, feeling everything. Their faces were inches away from each other, Ryan lifted a hand up to Franks face when he leaned down, kissing him again. Ryan looked down towards their dicks which were rubbing against each other, and looking back up to Frank in anticipation. Frank bit his lip, and moved back towards Ryan's dick, and looked up to Ryan.
"God, just do it already." Ryan put his hands over his face.
Frank still looking at Ryan began to lick up and down like it was a lollipop, holding eye contact. Ryan put a hand down onto the bed, holding on, softly moaning. Frank then moved above his dick, putting his mouth on the tip and started going up and down the entire 8 inches (this brendonsstudiodailys fault). Ryan began slightly shaking, moaning louder, his heart was beating like crazy.
"Oh my god." Ryan moaned, "Frank." He cried out.
Frank didn't stop, he kept going, up and down over and over, taking the 8 inches with no problem. He felt a rush surge through his body, he gripped onto the bed, letting out a loud moan. Frank kept looking at Ryan, who was looking at the ceiling.
"Frank," Ryan laughed, "Your.." He struggled to get his words out, "so good.." he whispered.
Frank let go, swallowing the cum in his mouth, and moved on top of Ryan, "My turn?" He gave a smile and tilted his head.
"Okay.." Ryan was sweating, gasping for air, and Frank gave him another kiss.
Ryan sat up, getting on top of Frank now. Sitting on his stomach, kissing him. He then moved back, "Excited to see me?" He laughed before putting his mouth around Franks dick.
"You could say that." Frank laughed back, leaning back on his arms, holding himself up.
Ryan started slowly going up and down smoothly. Frank gave out a grunt, "Holy shit." He panted.
Ryan started going slightly faster, and Frank started softly moaning, "Ryan.. Ry.. Holy shit.." He was sweating, he had never had someone so good.
Ryan kept going, not stopping. Frank gripped onto the sheets, moaning louder. He felt the same rush, he was gasping just before he finished in Ryan's mouth and fell backwards.
Ryan swallowed, "Jeez, you barely last." He laughed.
"Holy shit Ryan, how are you so fucking good at that." He gasped.
"Well I had to try alot of different techniques on Brendon," He smirked, "He would last for ages, so I had to find ways to make him finish faster." He wiped his mouth.
Frank sat up to Ryan who was sitting in his lap, putting his hands on each cheek, looking into his eyes. He then looked to a clock on the wall, reading the time.
"Oh shit- Gerard's gonna be here soon." He jumped off of Ryan to put his clothes on.
Ryan also stood up getting his clothes on, pulling everything on as fast as possible.
"He literally meant to be here like right now." He began buckling his belt, and pulling his shirt on, "I'll just check if he's here." He walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Ryan stood there, now fully clothed, thinking to himself about what just happened. What possessed him to do that?
"What the fuck have I done." Ryan whispered to himself, running his hands through his hair, pacing around the room.
He then looked to the bed, which was now a mess, when there was a knock on the door.
"Hai!" Gerard's voice was on the other side.
"Oh! Come in!" Ryan as enthusiastically as possible said.
Gerard opened the door and walked in, sitting on a black chair which was next to the bed.
"Hey Ryan," he looked to him, "I heard about what happened just before." He frowned.
"Oh? You.. you did?" Ryan stuttered - how fast did Frank cave in and tell him?
"Yeah, it's a shame, especially the fact it was practically cheating." He sighed and looked to his shoes.
"How'd you.. how'd you find out?" Ryan stressed.
"Frank, he told me, it's such a shame what Brendon did." He gave a sad look to Ryan.
"Oh.. yeah.. yeah.." He stuttered, "it's just best that I move on, you know?" He shrugged.
"Yeah.." Gerard looked to the bed.
"So.." Ryan tried to think of conversation, "So I heard you were at work? Where do you work." Ryan sat on the messy bed.
"I work at a Yogurt Bar, it's not the best, but since we're not touring we need some form of income." He shrugged.
"Yeah I understand that." Ryan smiled, as the door began to open.
"Hey guys.." Frank awkwardly walked into the room.
"Hey Frankie!" Gerard stood up, walking over to him putting a hand around his waist.
"How long have you guys been together?" Ryan asked Gerard.
"Hmm, I think it's coming to 5 years?" Gerard looked to Frank, who smiled.
"Yeah, I think that's right, but that's not including when we'd randomly hook up on tours." He smirked at Ryan, who smiled awkwardly.
Frank looked back at Gerard, who gave him a slight kiss.
"Well, I think I'm gonna head off to bed, it's getting really late." Gerard smiled to Ryan, "it was good to see you." He waved, Ryan smiled back.
Gerard left the room, closing the door behind him.
"So it's just the two of us." Frank smirked, walking over to Ryan, standing in front of him, tilting Ryan's head to look at him.
"I don't wanna do this. I don't want to ruin your relationship." Ryan slightly pushed Frank away.
"Oh, okay." Frank looked confused.
"I appreciate you letting me stay, but I'll be finding somewhere else to stay tomorrow." Ryan looked away.
"Got it." Frank shrunk, "I'll be going to bed then." He turned around and walked out.
Ryan sat there, heart beating, did he just set off a bomb which would ruin a relationship? He stood up, and walked to the bathroom door in the corner of the room, entering it. He stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself, tears started to form. He slowly fell to the floor, crying, looking up at the ceiling light. Embracing himself, he ruined everything. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket, to check his notifications, hoping there would be something to distract him, nothing except messages from Vic.
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|Vicky Mouse🐭 |

V: Ryan. 2 hours ago
V: Ryan I need you to respond. 2 hours ago
V: Ryan please stop ignoring me. 1 hour ago
V: Seriously Ryan. 30 minutes ago

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Ryan looked at his phone, what could Vic possibly want? He hesitated responding, hovering his fingers over the messages.
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|Vicky Mouse🐭 |

V: Ryan, you're online, you've read my messages. Stop being childish and respond. Just now

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He didn't know what to say, he had nothing to say.
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|Vicky Mouse🐭 |

V: Ryan. Respond. Just now

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He wasn't ready for any confrontation, he didn't want to deal with anything, he wouldn't be able to deal with it. So he turned his phone off. His eyes were still full of tears, he stood up and began taking his clothes off to take a shower. He stood in the mirror completely naked, looking at his body, running his hands over everything. Regretting everything he had done. He walked to the shower, turning it on, steam began hitting the floor and he walked in. The water was burning, it burnt his body, he could feel each individual droplet hit his back. He felt like he was cooking alive - anything to distract his mind. Tears running down his face were mixing with the water.
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Ryan laid in bed that night, unable to sleep. Looking at the ceiling, regret filled him, he wanted everything to be normal again - or as normal as his life was previously. He didn't want to be with Brendon again he just wanted things to feel normal.
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IM SORRY GUYS LMAO