As it sinks in, Gerard realizes that there’s no reason to rush, no audience waiting for the set to continue. He slows down, lets it happen, capturing Frank’s face in his hands and nibbling on his bottom lip. Frank groans, grinding himself up against Gerard, and Gerard is suddenly, painfully hard.

Guh!

But more than that helping of hot, I really like how you tie this into Gerard being sober. That last line is just perfect.