This. [ she motions between the two of them. ] You. Do I let you sleep through it? Do you want me to wake you up? [ she honestly doesn't know what the best course of action is here, and she figures if she's going to make sleeping next to him a regular thing, they probably need to establish some kind of plan or... something. ]
Oh. [ it never occurred to him she might want to help, stupid again. he breathes shallowly through his nose as he mulls that over. ] Usually it only happens after I'm asleep a few hours, I guess I could - set an alarm?
[ this isn't practical, is it? he frowns, shaking his head. they could sleep in shifts, right, but that is probably an outlandish suggestion just to be able to share a bed all night. he feels... inconvenient right now. but she keeps saying she wants to be here, so he's trying. it's just his wont to minimize his needs and experience. ]
Or, I mean... you don't have to stay over, I don't wanna mess with your sleep like that.
No, Frank-- [ she shakes her head immediately. there's an annoyed tone in her voice, but that's just because the idea of her not sleeping over because he has night terrors sounds so ridiculous. there's nothing wrong with him. ] I don't care. I'm not going to not sleep with you over this. I'm not trying to fix you. [ because she knows that this shit doesn't just go away. even when you have someone next to you, even if you go get "help." ] I just want to know what you want me to do when it happens.
[ it's just so beyond him, he's not trying to be difficult when he says: ] You don't have to do anything, I mean. I just don't wanna bother you.
[ the beep of the mr. coffee goes off and he visibly startles, eyes wide as he looks around for the danger. god, this guy clearly needs caffeine am i right? he laughs once to himself, self-deprecating, as his forehead tips forward against her shoulder as he tries to calm his racing heart. ]
You can wake me up, if you want. [ impossibly soft. it's hard to accept help even when she's saying she wants to. ]
[ that gets him an eye roll, but she's smiling, amused by this whole thing. they're both just so awkward and don't know what to do with one another. when he freaks out at the coffee maker though, she actually laughs this time and rolls onto her back.
[ ugh, don't remind her. she cups her face with her hands and rests them there a little before turning to look at him suddenly, like her brain suddenly just processed what that sound was and what her nose was smelling. ]
Yeah. [ he admits on another chuckle, even while his fingers trail over her stomach. ] Usually, once I'm up I'm up. You should go back to sleep though.
[ wait, what? all the easy amusement drains out at the prospect of her leaving, especially at 3 am. maybe this is just another example of their wires getting crossed though, and he's unabashed in the way he turns toward her then, hand working up under her shirt as his low voice drops into her ear. ] Unless you don't wanna go back to sleep. [ he could think of a few alternatives himself. ]
[ his exploring hand paired with the sudden change of tone in his voice gets her a little tingly in her midsection and she stares at him almost cautiously. that is so not fair, but... she's super into it, obviously. ] You play dirty, Frank Castle. [ she adjusts herself beneath him, letting him have free reign over her body as she flashes him a coy little grin. ] I'm a little impressed.
[ the uncharacteristically submissive move has his eyes flashing, callouses dragging more insistently across her skin. maybe he can afford to have his coffee go cold just this once. though he's not accustomed to leading the charge in this category, a million different possibilities spark in his mind as he touches her, one leg curling over and around hers as if to keep her in place though she's clearly not going anywhere. ]
You think I win by playing fair? [ he's not above a little manipulation every now and then, though it's probably already apparent that he's out of his depth. the way she says his full name too drags him out of the moment, focused momentarily on the life he'd left behind. trying to push past it, his thumb hooks in the band of her panties, slowly dragging them down while he leans in to kiss wetly at her neck. ]
[ he's usually so docile and submissive during these encounters, so when he questions her like that and pressed his lips to her neck she's taken back some, instinctively turning her head so she's exposing her neck to him. she was already turned on from before (it really doesn't take much with her) but now she was pretty well excited. ]
Good point. [ she concedes after thinking about it, deciding her teasing commentary about whether or not he's won is useless seeing as she's already surrendered herself to him. a hand reaches down past his chest to run her fingers along the outside fabric of his underwear after he begins pulling her own panties down. ]
[ this is obviously the way to get through to her, and he can't remember the last time he felt this desired by another person. it's a turn on in its own right, his lips curving momentarily at her teasing touch below his waist. he's already half hard just from this, but he doesn't allow her to linger when he wants to take his time here - something he can't accomplish if jessica takes over in any capacity. gently, he nudges her hand away even as he works her underwear down enough to run his fingers softly along the seam of her. frank kisses the corner of her mouth and lets out a soft sound of appreciation against her lips at how wet he already finds her. ]
[ there's a look of confusion, maybe even disappointment when he pushes her hand away. it's soon washed away when he slides his fingers against her slit, her own mouth opening to let out a sound of approval as her hands to rest on his chest.
it's easy to get caught up in the moment but even if he was insecure about it, he was doing really well at wrangling her in. she's starting to appreciate him and how he does things more and more, which is saying a lot because she definitely likes the way she does things--always has. ]
[ he licks into her mouth when she opens it for him, trying to balance on one knee to get some leverage without moving to cover her completely. frank likes this arrangement, being able to see and touch all of her, though he doesn't protest when she turns towards him to plant hands on his chest. his skin feels hot, enough that her touch cools him as he lets out a soft hiss before drawing her lower lip into his mouth for a beat. ]
Glad you approve. [ he admits, sounding a little breathless as he turns his hand around so he can gently start to breach her with a finger with the heel of his hand resting against her clit. just as it had been with his mouth, his hand is ridiculously attentive to her, and maybe even a little more so with frank able to catalogue her every reaction in real time. it's obvious yet again in his face and body language that he could be content doing this for her and receiving nothing in return - just being allowed to touch her is more than reward enough. ]
[ her hips rolls forward some as he penetrates her, mouth releasing another sound of approval, and a little longing. she can't help but want more.
maybe it's the way he looks at her, or how he reacts to each one of her body movements, but her heart is racing and she's not sure if it's from his hand alone or how important he makes her feel. like everything she does is all he needs. it's almost intimating, but that's not surprising. she knows soon enough her mind will be clouded over and she won't have to worry about it. ]
I do. [ it's a little vulnerable as she brings a hand up to the side of his face where she makes eye contact with him, licking her lips while giving him a few soft nods. her voice is equally as breathless. ] Maybe even too much.
[ one finger begins a steady rock in and out of her while the other drags along her insides and the flat of his hand still stimulating her. he's breathing heavy against her mouth like he might just want more too, but he's enjoying this, having the time to explore her properly. his other hand runs down her ribcage, callouses catching on soft skin. ]
Yeah? What's that supposed to mean? [ he likes talking to her this way, close and intimate. ]
[ she moans against his mouth, lips dragging over the front of him as he steadily pushes that finger into her. there's no question if she likes being this way with him, too, and is trying to convey that as much as possible and as much as he'll let her. ]
It means you drive me fucking crazy. [ she offers a small lick to his lips. ] And I love every minute of it.
[ he nudges his body in a little closer to hers, one leg pushing between hers to part her thighs wider. frank loves the way their upper bodies feel against one another even with her shirt in the way, something he's swiftly remedying by pushing the fabric up and over her breasts so he can rub his torso against hers. his face grows hot at the praise, easily cataloging and filing it away to access at a later time, most likely when he's alone. the lick gets a smile as he pitches forward to catch her mouth properly in a heated kiss, at the same time his second finger pushes inside. ]
[ she immediately reciprocates the kiss as she propels herself forward into him, that hand that was placed on the side of his cheek now sliding to the back of his head so she can gently hold onto him as she releases another muffled sound into his own as that second finger slides in, thighs parting as far as they can to give him as much room as her needs. her tongue slips into his mouth to explore his, while occasionally her hips rolls towards his motions, wanting more and more of him with each movement his fingers make.
when the kiss breaks naturally she releases a heavy breath, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. ] Fuck... [ she whispers softly. ]
[ frank starts to move his hand with some speed as she bucks into him, moaning against her lips as he catches his breath. he loves how unabashed she is about seeking her own pleasure and he couldn't be more obliging in that category, enjoying the way she holds onto him too. he keeps a careful eye on her the whole time, ready and willing to adjust as necessary. ]
Wish I knew this was how to get you to stay sooner. [ it's nearly breathless as he leans back in to nibble at her lips, his free hand skating up over her belly to grab her breast and pinch her nipple between his fingers. ]
[ she can feel her breathing increase with the pace of his fingers, chest beginning to move up and down into the hand that's groping and pinching her. her hands come to rest by her head, the final surrender to his actions as he lets him have whatever he wants with her. as her eyes close, she feels herself catching her breath every now and then. ]
Was I not being obvious enough? [ she still manages to tease him back between the soft moans and deep breathing. as good as everything feels, she's still left a little unsatisfied as her desire for him begins to reach a breaking point, almost distracting her from it all. ]
[ something shatters in his chest at her final surrender, that total trust directed at him. it takes him out of his own moment briefly, even as he finally gives in to the urge to cover her. he kneels, legs bracketing one of hers while his eyes sweep hungrily over her body. even frank can tell this attraction isn't for any warm body but for him in particular, that this reaction is something he drew out of her and it's extremely humbling. ]
You're getting through, trust me.
[ he knows he's thick, but he finally gets it, bowing his head to pull her nipple into his mouth while he continues teasing the other between his fingers. he can tell this isn't enough for her, and yet he could still do this all night, just enjoying watching her. he's also appreciative for the free rein to draw this out and consider what he wants to do next. frank could put his face between her thighs again and that would deeply satisfy him, but he's getting the feeling like they both want to be face to face now, and he wants to be inside her even more.
making his decision, frank sits up, gently pulling his fingers from her body though he takes the time to roll her clit between them and watch her as his other hand pushes his own underwear down. he doesn't remember getting hard in retrospect he had been so focused on her, but as his hand settles on his own cock he realizes how much her pleasure affects him and that too is deeply satisfying. reluctantly, he pulls away enough to discard both of their underwear to the end of the bed, switching hands so he can rub the wetness he'd gathered over his shaft, letting out a tiny puff of air as he leans over her in anticipation. his free hand pushes at her shirt, hoping she'll take it off herself but he still doesn't feel comfortable telling her to do anything so he leaves it up to her.
lining himself up, frank locks eyes with her as he nudges the head of his cock against her clit. just that is good, real good, so he does it again and then a third time. she's so wet he knows he could just slip right in, but he's still drawing it out, maybe in a way it is a test, to see when she'll finally break. ]
[ it all goes by so fast. one moment he's taking his time with her, slowly sliding one finger at a time in her while she literally tells him he's driving her crazy, and the next he's on top of with his mouth against her nipple, steadily pushing fingers in and out of her as she moans in response. she barely has time to enjoy herself before the motions stop and he's stripping himself and her.
things are suddenly slowed again, and she watches him as he strokes himself with her own wetness, unable to help the loud breath that her mouth releases, finding something incredibly attractive about how content he looks with everything and more importantly her. when he slides that shirt up she slowly takes it off and throws it to his side of the bed, not breaking eye contact with him the whole time she does it.
this is the part that kills her--that breaks her of any will that remained inside. she's not sure if he really likes taking his time or if he just really enjoys teasing her and bringing her to her breaking point. she could shift herself during one of his nudges to get him inside of her, and she does roll her hips up and down against him to rub her clit back against him, but she gets the feeling he likes hearing her. ] Fuck me. Please. I need it--I need you. [ she couldn't even put in words how much she fucking wants him right now. her voice is low and breathless, hands sliding across the skin of her inner thigh in a beckoning manner. ]
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[ this isn't practical, is it? he frowns, shaking his head. they could sleep in shifts, right, but that is probably an outlandish suggestion just to be able to share a bed all night. he feels... inconvenient right now. but she keeps saying she wants to be here, so he's trying. it's just his wont to minimize his needs and experience. ]
Or, I mean... you don't have to stay over, I don't wanna mess with your sleep like that.
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[ the beep of the mr. coffee goes off and he visibly startles, eyes wide as he looks around for the danger. god, this guy clearly needs caffeine am i right? he laughs once to himself, self-deprecating, as his forehead tips forward against her shoulder as he tries to calm his racing heart. ]
You can wake me up, if you want. [ impossibly soft. it's hard to accept help even when she's saying she wants to. ]
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she can't help but shake her head. ]
You're a mess, you know that?
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You're the one who likes me.
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Wait, are you seriously making coffee at 3am?
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she thinks about that for a minute, unsure of what to do with it. it felt like it was only five minutes she was able to lay with him, and now...
huh. she glances at the clock before turning her attention back on him, sprawling one arm behind her head. ] I can always come back later.
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You think I win by playing fair? [ he's not above a little manipulation every now and then, though it's probably already apparent that he's out of his depth. the way she says his full name too drags him out of the moment, focused momentarily on the life he'd left behind. trying to push past it, his thumb hooks in the band of her panties, slowly dragging them down while he leans in to kiss wetly at her neck. ]
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Good point. [ she concedes after thinking about it, deciding her teasing commentary about whether or not he's won is useless seeing as she's already surrendered herself to him. a hand reaches down past his chest to run her fingers along the outside fabric of his underwear after he begins pulling her own panties down. ]
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I have my moments.
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it's easy to get caught up in the moment but even if he was insecure about it, he was doing really well at wrangling her in. she's starting to appreciate him and how he does things more and more, which is saying a lot because she definitely likes the way she does things--always has. ]
You've been having a lot of those lately.
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Glad you approve. [ he admits, sounding a little breathless as he turns his hand around so he can gently start to breach her with a finger with the heel of his hand resting against her clit. just as it had been with his mouth, his hand is ridiculously attentive to her, and maybe even a little more so with frank able to catalogue her every reaction in real time. it's obvious yet again in his face and body language that he could be content doing this for her and receiving nothing in return - just being allowed to touch her is more than reward enough. ]
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maybe it's the way he looks at her, or how he reacts to each one of her body movements, but her heart is racing and she's not sure if it's from his hand alone or how important he makes her feel. like everything she does is all he needs. it's almost intimating, but that's not surprising. she knows soon enough her mind will be clouded over and she won't have to worry about it. ]
I do. [ it's a little vulnerable as she brings a hand up to the side of his face where she makes eye contact with him, licking her lips while giving him a few soft nods. her voice is equally as breathless. ] Maybe even too much.
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Yeah? What's that supposed to mean? [ he likes talking to her this way, close and intimate. ]
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It means you drive me fucking crazy. [ she offers a small lick to his lips. ] And I love every minute of it.
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when the kiss breaks naturally she releases a heavy breath, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. ] Fuck... [ she whispers softly. ]
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Wish I knew this was how to get you to stay sooner. [ it's nearly breathless as he leans back in to nibble at her lips, his free hand skating up over her belly to grab her breast and pinch her nipple between his fingers. ]
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Was I not being obvious enough? [ she still manages to tease him back between the soft moans and deep breathing. as good as everything feels, she's still left a little unsatisfied as her desire for him begins to reach a breaking point, almost distracting her from it all. ]
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You're getting through, trust me.
[ he knows he's thick, but he finally gets it, bowing his head to pull her nipple into his mouth while he continues teasing the other between his fingers. he can tell this isn't enough for her, and yet he could still do this all night, just enjoying watching her. he's also appreciative for the free rein to draw this out and consider what he wants to do next. frank could put his face between her thighs again and that would deeply satisfy him, but he's getting the feeling like they both want to be face to face now, and he wants to be inside her even more.
making his decision, frank sits up, gently pulling his fingers from her body though he takes the time to roll her clit between them and watch her as his other hand pushes his own underwear down. he doesn't remember getting hard in retrospect he had been so focused on her, but as his hand settles on his own cock he realizes how much her pleasure affects him and that too is deeply satisfying. reluctantly, he pulls away enough to discard both of their underwear to the end of the bed, switching hands so he can rub the wetness he'd gathered over his shaft, letting out a tiny puff of air as he leans over her in anticipation. his free hand pushes at her shirt, hoping she'll take it off herself but he still doesn't feel comfortable telling her to do anything so he leaves it up to her.
lining himself up, frank locks eyes with her as he nudges the head of his cock against her clit. just that is good, real good, so he does it again and then a third time. she's so wet he knows he could just slip right in, but he's still drawing it out, maybe in a way it is a test, to see when she'll finally break. ]
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things are suddenly slowed again, and she watches him as he strokes himself with her own wetness, unable to help the loud breath that her mouth releases, finding something incredibly attractive about how content he looks with everything and more importantly her. when he slides that shirt up she slowly takes it off and throws it to his side of the bed, not breaking eye contact with him the whole time she does it.
this is the part that kills her--that breaks her of any will that remained inside. she's not sure if he really likes taking his time or if he just really enjoys teasing her and bringing her to her breaking point. she could shift herself during one of his nudges to get him inside of her, and she does roll her hips up and down against him to rub her clit back against him, but she gets the feeling he likes hearing her. ] Fuck me. Please. I need it--I need you. [ she couldn't even put in words how much she fucking wants him right now. her voice is low and breathless, hands sliding across the skin of her inner thigh in a beckoning manner. ]
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