oorah | ( OPEN ) Frank Castle

[ thankfully she misses that, because if she would have seen it she would have stopped everything in it's tracks. instead she takes note of his reaction, how his hips begin to match her own beat, causing her to moan slightly. she likes when he digs into her, when he grasps her so hard because he can't contain himself, and when he pushes his face into her hair she tilts her head back, exposing the pale skin of her neck to him.

it's similar for her, in the sense that she knows he enjoys it this way so it means she enjoys it that much more. her hips quicken their pace, just a slight amount while bringing her head back forward to look at him. as much as she's trying to appease him with this emotional route, she finds herself flustered when her eyes meet back with his, heart racing in her chest. it's not supposed to be this way, but goddamn if it doesn't feel right. ]

[ the moisture rubs off on her skin as he leans in to taste the flesh of her throat as it's offered to him, his embrace softening but maintaining its proprietary nature as his callouses slide over her back. his voice releases a pitchy sigh bordering on a whine when she picks up the pace and he leans back again so she can hover over him. his eyes are blown out dark, still wet but obviously full to the brim of admiration for her. his hips piston up into her as his hands slide down to hold at her hips, breaths coming shallow and quick as his own completion builds behind his belly. ]

Hi. [ he says lamely, the word quivering the tiniest bit as he meets her gaze. his hips circle as he presses his lips to hers and shuts his eyes, reveling in the feeling of their coupling though even he could stand for some more roughness now. ]

[ he's better now, right? maybe not 100% but definitely better than last time. when he says "hi" to her it sparks something inside of her--she's not mad about it, but it's definitely not a reaction she wants to hear right now. she knows he's just trying to be cute, but the only thing she wants to hear coming out of his mouth right now is uncontrollable words or sounds.

a smirk is the only response she gives him while moving into an up right position, one hand coming to push her hair out of her face before holding it in place behind her head. her hips start increasing speed once more, only this time keeping a steady incline in it's pace. her eyes close and she bites her bottom lip and she maintains that position a bit with her hand behind her head, grinding quickly up and down him. ]

[ he's all in one piece for sure, though still bruised and banged up. there might even be a few new ones, but nothing like billy's crew and the pilgrim had dealt him. frank chuckles as she draws away from him, then bites into his lip as he watches her. she's so... different, from any woman he's ever known. she constantly keeps him on his toes and he couldn't be more into it if he tried. slowly, out of joint with the fast pace she's adopted, frank's hands run up over her sides to fit his palms to her breasts. calloused thumbs drag across her nipples as he does his best to match her rhythm. ]

You're... [ he rasps out, a million different adjectives racing through his mind, but he worries she won't appreciate a single one, so he lunges forward to fit his lips to her chest instead, hands smoothing back down her sides as his lips close around one hardened nub, then the other, his tongue chasing the action across in hopes of pleasing her more than lame words could. ]

[ there's something about him touching her breast and nipples that causes her shiver a bit. he's very reserved, so the fact that he's even doing this to her makes her think that he's into this--into her, this position. he's so submissive normally that when he grabs a hold of her like that its enthralling.

her eyes open when he starts to say something, but she's surprised to see his face bury into her chest, tripling that sensation. letting out a quick moan, she enjoys his tongue against her sensitive skin, forearm wrapping around and pushing against the back of his neck into her.

after a minute that same arm retracts from around him and her hand pushes into his chest so he's back up against the couch, and she slides it up to his neck where she holds onto him and applies a little pressure to either side of it. ] I want to see your fucking face. [ she says in a low and demanding voice. ]

[ his face buries in her chest, moaning when she holds him in place. that's it, that's what he wants, and it has his cock twitching inside her as he redoubles his efforts. she shoves him back and his eyes open wide, heart pounding as he looks up at her, confused and nervous and turned on all at once — each one showing plainly in his gaze. ]

Y-yes, ma'am. [ he murmurs, pulse leaping against her palm excitedly. he blinks up at her, lips parting with unmistakable desire as he presses her throat back into her grip. his hands seek out her waist again, curving gently around her this time in sharp contrast to the way she's treating him now. further evidence that he likes the abuse. ]

[ there's a small glimpse of fear in his eyes as she begins to get rough with him, and there's a part of her that's satisfied when she comes in contact with it. it's such a rare side of him that no one gets to see. as much as she enjoys the slowness with him, it feels good to change the tone up and get a little more aggressive. it's natural for her, but honestly, she just enjoys being with him.

there's a heaviness from her as her hips quickly slide up and down his cock, stopping at his base and grinding roughly a bit before increasing her speed again. she leans over to kiss him just briefly every now and then, mostly just enjoying watching him take it as she rides him. she's obviously into it, too, if her body language and moans were any indication.

her hand tightens up, just a little more. ]

[ he wants to give himself completely over to her and it doesn't get more straightforward than this, her having final say in how deeply he breathes as she slams her body down into his. when she kisses him, he whimpers against her lips, but never lets it last long. he always pulls back after a beat or two to keep his eyes on her the way she ordered. his mouth slackens that much more when her hand bears down on him, grinding his pelvic bone up into hers as he ekes out another pitchy whine. ]

Yeah... [ he sighs, lost to the moment and broadcasting it through every tiny minutia of his body language. ]

[ it's endearing to her how much of a good listener he is, the way he pulls back to stare at her even after distracting him with her lips. the expression on his face is everything to her right now as she memorizes every feature and the way his eyes tell her how much he's enjoy this... it's even becoming too much for her. letting out a loud almost frustrated moan, she tilts her head back. she wasn't about to be the one to be first again this time, especially after cumming once already. ]

Yeah? [ she questions back at him, doing her best to maintain her ferocity with her hips while trying to keep her own orgasm at bay. inhaling deeply, she hangs her mouth open for a bit before speaking to him once more. ] Fuck, Frank...

[ she'll have to tell him plainly otherwise he'll hold out all night if he has to, even as his eyes darken noticeably and he's moving back against her now with no restraint whatsoever. his fingers continue to move gently over the line of her waist despite the rough way they're both coming together now. he grunts in reply to her question, surging forward in an attempt to get her to tighten up on him even more. he wants to struggle, he doesn't want to have to think at all. ]

Don't stop, Jess. [ he hisses even as he starts feeling lightheaded. things are coming to a head for him, but her dominance is more important to him now than either of their pleasure, especially his own. ]

[ goddamn, his stubbornness could rival her own, though she shouldn't be so surprised. she might even be a little impressed by it all. everything is becoming a blur, now, especially after he says her name again. ]

I want it, Frank-- [ despite being in the dominant position here, she's the one begging for him as her hand tightens at all his actions indicating for her to do so. she mouth is releasing a steady stream of moans now as one hand braces the couch behind him for support as she comes crashing down on top of him. ] I want your cum so fucking bad!

[ he nods, beyond earnest as she starts to tell him what she wants. a weak moan spills from him at her beg, airway constricted enough that it barely ekes out. the fact is he'd do anything for her right now, is thinking of nothing else, in fact and it's exactly what he'd wanted in turn. that scream has his hips speeding up, drilling up into her as blunt nails dig into her backside at last. ]

Yeah? [ frank pushes out breathlessly, face turning red as she chokes him out. he never would have imagined in a million years this would get him off, but he's realizing anything jessica does will get him there, and it's no coincidence that the entire scene has a proprietary tinge to it. ] You want me to... come inside you... right now?

[ he just barely gets the words out in any recognizable way, not used to speaking so plainly during sex but too far gone to care. besides, she said she liked hearing him, didn't she? frank pushes up against her grip one final time and comes explosively inside her, still in the throes of his own orgasm as two fingers press unsubtly to her clit. he wants her to come to, right now, all over again, while he's still inside her. ]

[ if she wasn't already at her limit, hearing him talk to her like that pretty much just pushed her over the edge, and at the right time, too. anyone else it might not have that big of an effect on her, but coming from him not only is it incredibly attractive, she feels a little privileged to witness it for herself. it's definitely something she'll be thinking about for awhile, even after this moment has passsed.

before she can even respond, she can see that familiar look on his face just as he begins to release himself inside of her. almost immediately after, with the additional help from his thumb, that familiar sensation rushes over her and everything about her suddenly tenses up, eyes shutting tightly as she comes. her hand gives one last final squeeze in the midst of it all as she moans loudly for him. her hips thrust downwards hard on him a few more good times before she stops just at his base, rolling forward gently with him still inside of her as she slowly begins to loosen up. ] Jesus, Frank... [ she whispers to him breathlessly, giving him a pretty exhausted look as she drops her hand from his neck. her forehead leans against his as she attempts to catch her breath in this pretty damn near perfect moment with him. ]

[ he gulps air greedily into his lungs the second she lets go, hand lifting to catch hers so that his fingers wrap around her palm. the wet fingers of his other hand wipe against her thigh and gently hold on as she presses her face against his. frank lets out a satisfied little sigh though his breathing is still harsh. he's smiling softly now even as drowsiness starts to set in. he'll fight it as long as he can to bask in the moment with her. ]

That was... [ he trails off, not knowing what to say there. in place of the words, the hand not entangled with hers lifts up to bury in her hair as his lips fit to jessica's in a soft wrap-up of everything he feels for her. the hand holding hers braces against his chest while they kiss, though he has no delusions of it being sustainable in the moment. ]

[ there's a small, almost innocent sounding laugh she makes when he says that, but it's quickly silenced as soon as his lips press against her own. her free hand comes to grab onto his forearm and she kisses him back with absolutely no qualms, tilting her head to the side a bit. when it breaks she gasps for air while focusing her gaze on him for a minute, before pulling his hand that's holding her hair back to her cheek where she rests her face. there's a small, content smile on her lips as she turns to kiss his palm, before falling limply against his body. ]

I don't normally like to admit when I've been proved wrong, but... [ she pauses, head resting on his shoulder while facing his neck, still catching up with her breathing. ] You handled me pretty well.

[ he laughs, a gentle chuckle rolled into her ear as his arms fold across her back, one hand still playing in her hair as he holds her against him. he's already scared she'll leave again, but he can't deny himself this anyway, a tiny shiver causing a quiver through his midsection. ]

Next time maybe you'll take my word for it.

Yeah, well. Not a whole lot left to prove in that department anymore. [ using a hand, she idly traces her fingers over his chest, scars and all, thinking about how the last time they did this she was afraid to even touch him. it's amazing what a few weeks can do. she presses her forehead against the side of his neck, closing her eyes. ]

No? [ he's a little surprised at the praise, not sure how she could be impressed by him of all people in this category. but he's not interested in pursuing it further and he freezes up a little as he remembers the question he'd wanted to ask her both times they'd been intimate now but had gotten too swept up in the moment. his skin grows hot under her touch, a steady flush climbing up his throat as he tries to force himself to bring up the difficult subject, knowing full well it's his fault for letting it go so long as is. ] Hey, Jess... can I ask you something?

[ she can't help but tense up a bit and reopen her eyes when he says it, looking more annoyed than she actually feels. releasing a sigh against him, she continues her movements against his skin with her fingers. ] You just did.

Right, um. [ a promising start as his eyes close, reveling in the feeling of her fingers mapping his skin, but he needs to focus now. it keeps eluding him. ] Are we... I mean, do you usually, uh.

[ he swallows, tasting bile. this is beyond awkward. probably best to just spit it out, if he can manage it. his fingers dig into her back like he's scared of her bailing when she hears it. ]

Is this going to be a... exclusive type thing between us or - I'm not, I told you I didn't expect anything and I meant it, it's just, we haven't used anything the past two times and that's probably my fault for not being prepared and for getting swept up... Not that I think. I mean, I know you're being safe, uh. Otherwise?

[ what the fuck are words right now he is so nervous he wants to die thanks for asking ]

Edited (one letter eddittttt) 2019-02-25 05:48 (UTC)

[ okay.

okay.

excuse the fuck out of her???

her head retracts back and she furrows her brows because... wow she's kind of confused, and offended? can they not have a nice post sex cuddle moment, frank? peeling herself off of him she stares at him with the most unamused fucking expression. ]

First off, holy shit. Second, uhhhh... what the fuck? Third, can you make up your mind on what the hell it is you want this to be? Fourth, because yes, somehow in that one line of questioning you've managed to get this many different responses out of me, why did you not say anything--I don't know, when I put you inside of me? TWICE?

[ now that she's pretty much voiced all her concerns, she starts to feel a little... embarrassed. clearly she wouldn't be letting him cum in her if she wasn't on some type of birth control, but he's not wrong. he has every right to still ask. to still question. it's a valid concern. but if this made him feel uncomfortable... she puts her hands in her face and groans. ] Oh my God...

Sorry, sorry. [ he sounds almost panicked, tone pitchy as she pulls back from him. his hand closes around her thigh, not wanting her to get up though he knows logically he's not strong enough to keep her anywhere. his face is red now too as he glances away, though his eyes flick back to catch hers every few seconds. ] I didn't... I wasn't really thinking things through.

[ to say the absolute least. frank chews his lips, wishing he were amy degree of smooth in this arena. ]

On the third thing, I want what you want. [ that isn't strictly true, but it's close and she'll be able to see the sincerity in his gaze as he forces it to steady some, his other hand cupping her throat, his thumb idly stroking at her collar. she can shove him off and away, of course, but there's something like awe in his eyes even still when he looks up at her. ] I think you've gleaned by now I'm kinda old-fashioned. [ it sounds hopelessly self-loathing. ] But if you want to... see other people like this, that's up to you.

[ he's just definitely not going to. and obviously if she is going to bang other dudes, they should probably put on a raincoat, yes??? l o r d. ]

Am I the worst person in the world at this or what?

Oh my God. [ she says again while picking her hand up from her hands, only this time more outspoken. ] Seriously?? [ he's still... inside of her. this is just making it so much more awkward for her. ] You're really doing this, aren't you?

[ she just sits there for a minute, taking it all in. the more she thinks about it, the more annoyed she gets until finally she clenches her teeth together and stands up abruptly, pushing aside any limbs that may have been grabbing at her. ] Of course I'm not seeing anyone else, idiot. No, no--I take that back. I'm the idiot, right? I just go out and sleep with a bunch of men at once without a condom because that's me, drunk and stupid Jessica Jones. [ she scoffs and shakes her head, raging her clothes up into a ball in her arms. boy did this feel familiar. ] And for the record, asshole, the only reason why I'm here, hooking up with the same guy more than once is because I like you, Frank. Yeah, that's right. Fucking ironic, isn't it? I wanted to use you for sex and actually developed feelings for you, how fucked up is that? [ wow, she's really going... to town on this. apparently this is what happens when you confuse and offend the shit out of her. ] So you can imagine how this implying we shouldn't be together and then implying we should back and forth bullshit is really kind of driving me insane.

[ god. she just stands there and stares at him a minute, lips pressed together tight as she stares down at him. this was a mistake, she knows that now. her feelings got the better of her and her judgment. throwing her pile on the couch, she begins to dress herself. ]

[ jesus christ he knows how to fuck things up gOOD. frank looks horrified when she gets up, but lets his hands fall away from her without trying to reach back. he can imagine this isn't pillowtalk she wanted, and he asked in the most awkward way possible, but he did really need to know. and now he's confused again. frank tracks down his boxers with his eyes so he can pull them back on and lean against the couch, not wanting to get in her way though he doesn't intend to let her leave without saying more - it just felt wrong to be naked while she's getting dressed. ]

You're not stupid. [ it's soft, but insistent. he's frustrated that they keep misunderstanding each other and he wishes she had just told him this from the beginning, but maybe she didn't know. he certainly didn't intend to have feelings for her himself beyond friendship, but he's pretty good at the whole unrequited thing. maybe that complacency is what led him to fuck this up so many separate times. ] And I really... am an asshole.

[ so she's got that right. he folds his legs and finds it hard to keep his eyes off her, tracking each sliver of flesh before her clothing covers it again. ]

You told me we couldn't be together. I... I really like you, Jessica. [ enough to terrify him and he doesn't bother covering the expression. ] I didn't mean to imply anything, but that.

Don't-- [ she sounds so inconvenienced by his admittance. ] Don't do that. Don't tell me that.

[ she's so frustrated getting her clothes on is proving to be difficult, so she just kind of stops for the time being. ] I said I shouldn't want this, and you agreed. Said that I shouldn't expect anything from you. And then you keep asking and saying shit that makes me feel otherwise. The most frustrating thing about it all is that it shouldn't matter and I shouldn't care, but... [ she trails of, unsure of what exactly is going on right now. logically, she doesn't want this--shouldn't. maybe that's why she came here, to prove she could still do this, despite it all. but emotionally she's already invested and somehow the idea of being exclusive with him doesn't sound terrible to her, and that brings out an irrational fear in her. so yeah, she shouldn't want it. but for some reason she does, without even knowing how it could. she turns her head briefly, before looking back at him. ] This isn't gonna work, is it?

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