[ he is tentative, even downright nervous when it comes to anything like this. he's only been with one woman between maria and jessica and he's already told her how that had gone. it isn't just about his own curse, though. he's worried he won't be enough for her, that she'll find him lacking in some way. still, he lays himself out for her and accepts her scrutiny despite those fears. he doesn't hesitate to be vulnerable because it's who he is — and furthermore, what she'd asked for. the deeper truth is it'd be difficult for him to deny her anything when it came down to it. that's how quickly he forms attachments to people.
frank picks up what she's telegraphing easily, since he's already keyed into her every minutia of action. he's right there with her in every sense of the word, his head in her hands, his body between her thighs, and his spirit hers to manipulate. his breathing picks up with hers even if he has no intention of doing anything but watch her come undone. his body doesn't know that, meeting her at every downturn with an upward lift of his hips, never wanting her to find herself on a ledge without support for coming down. ] That's it, that's it. [ he whispers urgently against her throat, his lips catching on her flesh in not-quite-deliberate kisses. his thumb bears down on her in hopes of keeping her right there for the duration, helping to draw out her pleasure from all angles. in that interest, his free hand palms at her chest roughly, pinching at her nipples to add to sensation as he keeps himself stable so that she can come apart in full. ]
Yeah. [ he murmurs heatedly, scattering more kisses down her collar as she rides out her orgasm astride him. it's exactly the front row ticket he signed on for. he'll wait for her to be fully sated, watching her expression carefully so he can pick out the moment it shifts into something more lackadaisical. he's throbbing near painfully inside her now, but he won't let go yet. in fact, he'll be looking for his opportunity (if she'll allow him) to pull out. ]
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frank picks up what she's telegraphing easily, since he's already keyed into her every minutia of action. he's right there with her in every sense of the word, his head in her hands, his body between her thighs, and his spirit hers to manipulate. his breathing picks up with hers even if he has no intention of doing anything but watch her come undone. his body doesn't know that, meeting her at every downturn with an upward lift of his hips, never wanting her to find herself on a ledge without support for coming down. ] That's it, that's it. [ he whispers urgently against her throat, his lips catching on her flesh in not-quite-deliberate kisses. his thumb bears down on her in hopes of keeping her right there for the duration, helping to draw out her pleasure from all angles. in that interest, his free hand palms at her chest roughly, pinching at her nipples to add to sensation as he keeps himself stable so that she can come apart in full. ]
Yeah. [ he murmurs heatedly, scattering more kisses down her collar as she rides out her orgasm astride him. it's exactly the front row ticket he signed on for. he'll wait for her to be fully sated, watching her expression carefully so he can pick out the moment it shifts into something more lackadaisical. he's throbbing near painfully inside her now, but he won't let go yet. in fact, he'll be looking for his opportunity (if she'll allow him) to pull out. ]