Smut warning

"We need to talk."

I froze entirely, my hands were on Frank's waist. I couldn't move what so ever. Was he going to break up with me? Was he going to say that he wasn't going to hell with me? What did I do wrong?

"Gee, it's okay. " He whispered.

Swallowing deeply, I blinked away tears that were already threatening their way though. Gently, he stroked my cheek.

"Just, if I'm going to go with you, I need to ask some questions." He said.

Exhailing deeply, I smiled relieved. Nodding my head, he cuddled into my side. Using my arm as a pillow when I pulled us into a lying position, facing eachother so we could talk.

"So, what will I have to expect?" He asked.

"Erm, is it too vague if I say a lot?" He nodded. "Right, torture, death, boring meetings, longer days and the heat."

"Just to clarify, I won't get killed or tortured?"

"I wouldn't let anyone touch a hair on your head." I muttered.

"I need to do three things before I make a decision." He said. "I think."

"Which are?"

"I need to go to church, don't ask. I need to see you kill and torture someone and the last thing is your dad - he looked different - like the thing you do with your eyes, can you do it to his level or whatever."

Nodding slightly, I kissed his forehead. Showing him my eyes and smiling. He smiled back.

"I need to see that." He whispered.

That was understandable. In hell, I would most likely have to stay in that form. The only difference between me and my father's form is that I had wings. I would let Frank find that out for himself though. My Prince, if I did all this for him would he come.

I think he's doing it to see if he is comfortable with it. The church thing I couldn't help him with, I couldn't enter sacred places. Not without it hurting. I can't even look at a cross or hear the big guys name without flinching.

"It's Saturday today, so I'll go church tomorrow. You don't have to go in or whatever. But can you wait outside, if you want."

"I'll wait outside baby don't worry." I said.

He nodded, cuddling further into me. That was one of things I loved most about Frank. He was so affectionate, it was adorable.

"You want to go home gorgeous?" I asked softly. "I can show you me."

He looked up at me, smiling softly before standing up slowly. I stood up after him. Picking everything up, I put it back into the case before clicking my fingers and it disappeared. Walking with Frank, we got home while making light hearted conversations.

My prince looked slightly scared. Gripping on my hand tighter every now and again as we walked. As we made our way upstairs, he paused before walking in behind me.

"So..." I began. "So you want to watch the change or whatever you want honey."

"I-I'll watch." Frank replied quietly.

Nodding, I took my shirt off as I let my eyes glow. My horns growing slowly and my tail poked from over my jeans. I could see my skin turn a deep shade of red and my physical form grew taller. My teeth and fingernails grew sharp and pointed. Finally, my wings prodded themselves from my back.

Afterwards, I stood there. Not knowing what to do. Looking down with my tail wrapped around my legs. I felt something I rarely ever felt. Afraid. What was he going to think? He could never want to be with someone that isn't human. I'm not human. He doesn't like me.

I breathed in deeply, fighting back tears that glazed over my eyes. Before finally closing them tightly. A few tears spilling out and onto the wooden floor.

Never had I ever been so afraid. It was a different type of fear. It crawled along my spine, cold as ice, and gripped me till I couldn't breath, hear or speak. It hurt. I hated it.

Out of nowhere, I felt a warm hand on my chin. Frank. My Prince. I couldn't open my eyes, I was too afraid. My head was tilted till what I know was his level.

"Why are you crying?" He asked softly.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. My breath hitched and a whimper escaped my lips. My body jerked and tears pressed from my closed eyes. Deep intakes of breath where the only thing stopping me from collapsing.

Frank's arms wrapped around me. Hugging me. My knees almost buckled. I was lead to a bed and somehow I made it the few steps to it, sitting down on the side. Frank pulled up a chair and sat in front of me.

"Look at me." Frank said calmly.

Opening my eyes, I peaked upwards for a second before averting my eyes again. His hands lifted my chin up and I tried my best to look away as he lifted my head up again. My eyes shifting around.

"Why are you crying love?" He asked again.

His voice was calm, soft and smooth. Finally, I met his eyes with my own and he looked worried. A small smile brought its self to his lips. Subcontiously, he chewed on his lip ring. I found it adorable how he did that.

"You're beautiful." He whispered.

"What?" I choked out.

"I mean it." He said. "You're perfect."

"You don't have to lie." I stuttered. "I'm not human, most people don't like that."

"Stop being so dramatic." Frank snapped. "You are perfect. You could an orange and I'd still think you are beautiful."

I blinked at him. Still a little stunned that he snapped at me. Did he mean that I was just okay on the inside? Was it tolerable for him?

"Im not saying that you are just pretty on the inside, but you are, I really mean it. I get it, you aren't human. Honestly, it's a little weird, but it's not ugly to me. It's gorgeous."

I smiled, looking down while blushing. He leant up, tracing his fingers over one of my horns. Making me move into his touch, he giggled lightly. When his fingers traced over my chest, he moved forwards. Instead of sitting on the chair in front of me, he straddled my lap.

He looked up at me, kissing me harshly. Kissing him back, I smiled into it. Making him, in return smile back. When he pulled away, he seemed to get interested in something else. Frank's hand reached out, stroking my wing lightly.

Feeling sparks from that area, I bit my lip to stop me let out a moan. He didn't notice and rans his fingers thought my feathers. Pulling him closer, I wrapped my arms around him. Burying my face in the crook of his neck as I did so.

"What's up?" He questioned.

"Sensative." I whined.

"Sorry. Does it hurt?" He questioned confused laced his voice.

"You didn't hurt me it's just sensative in a different way."

"What way?"

I looked up at him. He was impossible. Frank smirked at me before running his hand through my wings. I moaned lightly and, if I wasnt already red, I would be blushing my face off.

"In that way." I mumbled.

He smirked again. Before pushing me back against the bed and practically rolling around on my wings. It felt so good. Moaning louder this time, Frank was doing this on purpose. Reaching over for him, he stopped momentarily as he allowed me to pull his shirt off. We were both hard at his point.

Looking at him, I grabbed his wrists to make him stop moving. He looked up wide eyes before trying to cover himself up. He didn't do that to himself, he couldn't have.

"Fuck, shit." He said when I wouldn't let him go. "Please Gerard let me go."

"Frank, calm down. Honey, talk to me."

"I don't want to talk about it. Please." Frank said.

I let him go, instead pulling him into a hug. Whispering comfort into his ear that meant nothing and probably didn't even make sense. I wanted to know what happened to my prince. I needed to know. But I would do anything for him.

"I didn't mean for you to see that. I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Don't you dare apologise. You're beautiful and no one can change that." I whispered back.

"It happened in the crash. Turns out that Crawling out a car window leaves a few scars. I have some on my legs aswell." He whispered.

"Did they catch who did it?"

"No he got away with 10 years."

I looked at Frank wide eyed. For the murder of two people and the injury of another, he only got ten years? That doesn't make any sense. Frank just sighed heavily, covering himself with his arms.

"You are gorgeous. Don't let a few scars tell you otherwise. Anyway, I think scars are hot." I whispered.

"You say that about pretty much everything about me."

"We'll it's not my fault. You're hot." I protested. "And oh my fucking hell you're hot."

He giggled again and leant up to kiss me. My hands traced up his stomach, moaning lightly as I traced his scars. He froze slightly at first before moving in time to the kiss and grinding down against me. His hands back in my wings and my moans more frequent.

Sooner rather than later, his hands were on my belt and my teeth gently around his neck. Making light hickey. He moaned as he pulled my jeans down a little. Leaving me to kick them off. Letting my legs and my tail free. I wrapped my tail around his thigh and he jumped.

"Something just touched my leg."

I nodded as he looked down confused. When he saw it was me, he looked up wide eyed before jumping on me again. He kissed down my front, pulling at my boxers slightly.

"Wait. Frank. Wait." I breathed out.

He looked up at me, dissapointedly. I gave myself a second to catch my breath and form a sentence in my head.

"I'm not supposed to have sex when I'm not mated. It's a thing." I whispered.

"I figured. So blowjob?" He asked casually.

I looked down at him as he shuffled between my legs. Licking up my thighs and looking up at me, yet he still seemed to look so innocent. I nodded and his smile increased. His teeth grazing my thighs before he pulled my boxers down.

I was painfully hard and pre come was already leaking from the tip. Frank looked up at me, smirking, before licking up my dick.

I gasped and moaned at the same time and when I still wasn't ready, he took me in his mouth and began bobbing his head up and down. After a few seconds of him go fairly slow, I wrapped my fingers in his hair and guided his head to speed up.

Frank pulled back a little, a blush evident and I frowned at the lack of contact.

"C-can you..." He trailed off.

"Can I what honey?" I asked softly.

"Can you fuck my mouth?" He asked blushing.

I smirked widely. Noting that Frank's likes that and nodded. After a couple of seconds of him leaning up to kiss me, I realised that he was still in far too many clothes. Flipping him over, I kissed down his front. Making sure that I spent extra time near his scars.

"Shit you're hot." I mumbled.

I fumbled with his pants before pulling them down and his boxers soon followed. Jerking him off quickly, he moaned loudly. Letting me dominate him. I grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand as I jerked him off with the other. My lips tracing up and down his stomach.

When our lips attached to eachother, Frank was a panting mess. As soon as he informed me that he was close, I stopped. He whined Jerking his hips up into my hand a few times before I grabbed his hips.

"I thought you wanted me to fuck your pretty mouth?" I questioned lightly.

He wimpered and I pulled him closer, connecting our lips once more. I pulled him off the bed and set him up on his knees in front of me. He looked up at me with long heavy lashes.

"You okay sweetheart? " I asked softly.

"Please." He whimpered.

I grabbed his hair, pulling himself onto me. He moaned when his lips attached to my dick. Moaning myself, I pulled his head back, pushing it back a second later. After a few seconds, I spead up, Frank looked at me every now and then.

"Frankie, I'm gonna - ugh - I'm gonna cum." I moaned out.

My hips jerked forwards and I made him speed up. He complied almost eagerly. A few more moments passed before I pulled Frank's head back. Releasing onto his face.

I threw my head back, moaning heavily as I did so. My wings stretching out slightly. After a few seconds I looked back down at Frank. He had one hand on his dick and the other was on my leg.

I picked him up, placing him on the bed carefully before jacking him off again. He moaned heavily as I did so. Holding onto my bicep, almost clinging to it. Leaning down closer to him, I kissed his jaw lightly. Speeding my actions up. Frank tipped his head back, moaning loudly and carelessly.

"I'm gonna, oh hell, I'm gonna cum." Frank moaned.

Speeding up even more, it was seconds before he released into my hand. Letting out a yell of my name and pulling my bicep towards him. After a few seconds he fell back down onto the bed, sighing heavily.