It's all about communications, but not talking. About code and clarity. Desire, and result. ...Lindy's movements became faster and faster, her slippery fingertips caressing her clit with abandon. Every now and then a hand would find its way back to her breasts, and tweak a nipple before returning to slide between her widely parted thighs.
A fictional account of Frank Iero's obsession with Gerard Way'"both of My Chemical Romance'"told from Frank's point of view. Frank is losing sleep, thinking about the homoerotic elements of their live shows, when he's interrupted by Gerard, who has been doing some thinking of his own. These two guys have a hot onstage affair, but is it just part of the show? What would happen if no one was watching?