[ 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. ]
[ he definitely loves taking his time, in general but even more so with jess. he senses she hasn't had anyone touch her this way in a long time, maybe even forever, and he doesn't think that's right. she deserves to be treated like something precious no matter her protests and he's intent on giving that to her in any capacity he can. he can't deny that it's fun teasing her either though, especially when it achieves results like this. frank knows all too well that she could take anything she wanted from him, but that's what makes her begging for him instead all the sweeter. it makes him feel powerful in a way he never has, at least not in bed.
frank lets her rub herself back on him a few times before he leans over her to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, one big hand gripping the side of her face while the other wraps back around his cock. he keeps their mouths locked as long as he can, pushing into her wet heat quickly stealing his breath. he keeps pushing until he's fully ensheathed, the kiss breaking with a smack of lips as he bows his head to her shoulder, folding in closer to her as a shudder ripples up his spine. ]
I need you too, Jess. [ it's the softest murmur, lips pressing wetly against her throat as he very slowly begins to work his hips in a circle, not ready to pull out and back in yet. maybe it's just his romantic mind filling in but he can't help but feel like their bodies fit perfectly together and he can't get enough already, realizing then it's the first time he's been on top of her. something about it is almost nervewracking, but he's too far gone to get all that caught up in it thankfully. his hand leaves her face to press down against the bed, locking eyes with her as he pulls back excruciatingly slow before slamming back in hard and fast, letting out panting little breaths as he goes. ]
[ if he was feeling insecure, she couldn't tell whatsoever. everything he did to her felt so calculated, like he knew exactly what to do to get the kind of reaction he wanted out of her. it was all so personal, like they were the only two in existence that mattered in this moment. jessica can't remember a time recently where she felt like she was worth even a glance, so when he looks at her for her approval and touches her like she is somehow deserving of it all, it's almost too much for her. there's so much doubt and fear and her own insecurities she's dealing with, but she also doesn't want to deny herself any of this, and him.
she presses her lips hungrily against his own, like she's been apart from them for too long, and lets out a loud moan against him, clenching her eyes shut. even if he had been inside of her before, somehow him being on top and in control made this feel different for her, even more intimate, maybe, since she was usually the one in his position. but it's okay--more than okay--because she's enjoying it, and it makes it even better for her to know that he is, too.
maybe it's the intense moment, but she can't help feeling he means more than just a physical sense when he calls to her the way he does. her eyes open up and she stares at him just as he slams into her for the first time, a forceful moan coming from the back of her throat. her hands trail up his chest and she holds onto either side of his neck, thumbs resting on his jawline as her eyes dart back and forth between his own, brows lowered. ]
You have me--keep going. [ another harsh whisper before she loses herself to the moment and him once more, letting her head hit against the pillow as eyes roll into shutting lids. ]
[ the way she holds onto him keeps him grounded, and he grinds their hips a moment just to enjoy the moment, dropping a kiss to her cheek as she closes her eyes. in a radical shift from his usual, frank starts up a punishingly fast pace one hand encouraging her leg over his hip as he continues to lay into her. his harsh breathing and the soft sound of skin-on-skin becomes the only sound in the apartment as he loses the ability to speak, somehow sure he's never felt so connected to another person in his life. and then immediately feels guilty for thinking that. the pain that blooms in his chest is so sudden and shocking it steals his breath at first, but then he's speeding up even more, losing himself to the rhythm. ]
[ she was anticipating the same pace he had started out with to last awhile, maybe even the entire time based on how much he seemed to enjoy taking it slow with her. but when the speed of his thrusts suddenly increases and maintains that speed, she quickly has to catch her breath with how overwhelming the sensation hits her as her leg clings to his hip and lower back with his direction. ] Fuck, Frank-- [ it's the only thing she's able to get out before she resumes her heavy breathing, fingers curling against his skin as he pounds into her, gaze helplessly staring up at him. it was incredible how into him she was. to say she was enjoying his dominant position was an understatement, and she's not one who's easy to impress. ]
[ hearing his name then cuts right through him, his hand reaching out for her face and ultimately tightening on her jaw. his other hand is still on the bed in support as his thrusts slow just a little, unable to maintain the pure speed forever despite his strength and proven endurance throughout their limited encounters thus far. he pushes her chin up so he can nudge his face into her throat, spine curving as he covers her and blunt teeth nip at her pulse point. there's something about his every action now that's tinged in proprietorship though in any true effect he would never claim to own jessica jones. in moments like these, however, it's hard to argue he isn't trying to stake a claim of some kind, even if it's highly fleeting. he starts up an accelerated version of his first pace, cock slowly dragging along her insides until it could almost drop out of her completely before driving back in with a force that bangs the headboard up against the wall. his lips press to hers ineffectually, knowing he can't kiss her now, but he hisses out her name before sealing it with a tug of teeth against her lower lip.
he's reverted back into old habits, focused on their coupling alone and not really interested in speaking out. he thinks the talking will come after, right now he just wants to enjoy covering her body with his and displaying his ability to be aggressive. it's more dominant than he's truly felt comfortable being with anyone, and he knows in part it's because he can't hurt her and even now he's starkly aware of that. as he goes on, he keeps his firm grip on her face, liking that it keeps her gaze in the same line as his as he plows into her. their bodies begin to drag as he slowly loses both the energy and will to hold himself up, finding that the more flush they are the more enjoyable this is and finally he lets go completely so that she's supporting his full weight on top of her. that finally gets a loud cry from him, hand groping at her flank roughly since he no longer has to focus on keeping himself up. ]
[ her arms immediately wrap around his neck when he drops on her, the weight of his body on her chest almost comforting with everything she's feeling. she's lost in him, swept up in the moment between all the emotions she's going through, both physically and mentally induced. more than anything she's entranced by it all; how seemingly perfect their bodies sound slamming into one another, the way he holds her in place--similarly to how she did to him--and stares into her eyes, watching for all those small movements and features on her face that show just how much she enjoys this.
her other leg comes to wrap around his back side, her entire body clinging to his now. she grinds up towards him every now and when she's not completely consumed by pleasure or when it's in between his fast paced thrusts. she's been moaning pretty steadily loudly this entire time, but after her arms wrap around his neck and he's laying against her she brings her lips up to his ear and breathes heavily, bringing her volume down so he could be the only one to bear witness to it all. she's so caught up in it that she doesn't have a lot to say, but he does manage to bring her to one particular sentence. ] Don't stop--don't ever stop.
[ it feels perfect, but unsustainable, his hand moving to tangle in the hair at the back of her head, tugging gently at first and then rougher as he continues to thrust in and out. his forehead rests against hers for a few beats, wanting her eye contact but needing a moment. each time their pubic bones catch and grind, he completely loses the thread and has to start his rhythm over from scratch, but he'd never complain. even just her breath in his ear reminds him who he's with and why and it's elating. ]
Ever? [ he only manages as a breath back, willing to obey as ever, but he lifts his head to make sure they're on the same page. frank could easily topple over the edge in the next few minutes if he allowed himself to, but he'd never miss an opportunity to draw something like this out. he revels in the torture of it, as she's surely recognized, both in his own denial and any way he can maximize her pleasure. ] I won't.
[ his hips stutter so he can shift again, both arms wrapping around her middle in a tight embrace while his pace becomes more consistent and even. it's slow, but hardโeven rougher than he first started out. it feels intensely raw but he knows he could keep this up for quite a long time which is precisely what she asked for. ]
[ there's something incredibly satisfying about listening to his simple compliance to her in this moment and she impulsively leans up and grabs him in a quick, heated kiss before it's broken up by another moan. by the time she leans back he's already moving his arms down and slowly slamming himself into her and it causes her hands to grip onto his forearms tightly, not realizing the strength she's putting into it. by now her hips have stopped and she's simply allowing herself to take him in.
when she had told him not to stop she really meant just that, but she can feel that familiar sensation creeping up on her, quicker than she had anticipated from this sudden roughness. she lets out another loud sound from her mouth in realization of it all as half lidded eyes stare up at him with that same helpless expression. ] Frank... [ it's barely spoken out as a whine, eye closing tightly now. ] Yes, yes--
[ he lets out a low moan against her lips, just as satisfied as she holds onto him too tight. as it is she might bruise him, but he wouldn't complain if she held on tighter still - it's something that only excites him further and makes it even more apparent how much he loves her strength and no matter which position he takes: that he's ultimately no match for her. frank buries his face in her throat, grunting lowly with each rough slam of flesh-on-flesh. he can feel her muscles begin to flutter around him and he's torn between wanting to give her what she wants and obeying her earlier directive. ]
Are you close? [ it's a huff against her ear, entirely breathless as he squeezes her even tighter himself without altering the degree of force he's putting to her. it's mostly rhetorical in the end when he knows the answer and it's only then that he starts to ease back a bit, rocking more gently in and out though with how close they are more friction is provided by him easing back, and his nose digs into her throat as he feels her swollen clit catch against his pelvis as he deliberately grinds his hips against hers. ]
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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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frank lets her rub herself back on him a few times before he leans over her to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, one big hand gripping the side of her face while the other wraps back around his cock. he keeps their mouths locked as long as he can, pushing into her wet heat quickly stealing his breath. he keeps pushing until he's fully ensheathed, the kiss breaking with a smack of lips as he bows his head to her shoulder, folding in closer to her as a shudder ripples up his spine. ]
I need you too, Jess. [ it's the softest murmur, lips pressing wetly against her throat as he very slowly begins to work his hips in a circle, not ready to pull out and back in yet. maybe it's just his romantic mind filling in but he can't help but feel like their bodies fit perfectly together and he can't get enough already, realizing then it's the first time he's been on top of her. something about it is almost nervewracking, but he's too far gone to get all that caught up in it thankfully. his hand leaves her face to press down against the bed, locking eyes with her as he pulls back excruciatingly slow before slamming back in hard and fast, letting out panting little breaths as he goes. ]
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she presses her lips hungrily against his own, like she's been apart from them for too long, and lets out a loud moan against him, clenching her eyes shut. even if he had been inside of her before, somehow him being on top and in control made this feel different for her, even more intimate, maybe, since she was usually the one in his position. but it's okay--more than okay--because she's enjoying it, and it makes it even better for her to know that he is, too.
maybe it's the intense moment, but she can't help feeling he means more than just a physical sense when he calls to her the way he does. her eyes open up and she stares at him just as he slams into her for the first time, a forceful moan coming from the back of her throat. her hands trail up his chest and she holds onto either side of his neck, thumbs resting on his jawline as her eyes dart back and forth between his own, brows lowered. ]
You have me--keep going. [ another harsh whisper before she loses herself to the moment and him once more, letting her head hit against the pillow as eyes roll into shutting lids. ]
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he's reverted back into old habits, focused on their coupling alone and not really interested in speaking out. he thinks the talking will come after, right now he just wants to enjoy covering her body with his and displaying his ability to be aggressive. it's more dominant than he's truly felt comfortable being with anyone, and he knows in part it's because he can't hurt her and even now he's starkly aware of that. as he goes on, he keeps his firm grip on her face, liking that it keeps her gaze in the same line as his as he plows into her. their bodies begin to drag as he slowly loses both the energy and will to hold himself up, finding that the more flush they are the more enjoyable this is and finally he lets go completely so that she's supporting his full weight on top of her. that finally gets a loud cry from him, hand groping at her flank roughly since he no longer has to focus on keeping himself up. ]
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her other leg comes to wrap around his back side, her entire body clinging to his now. she grinds up towards him every now and when she's not completely consumed by pleasure or when it's in between his fast paced thrusts. she's been moaning pretty steadily loudly this entire time, but after her arms wrap around his neck and he's laying against her she brings her lips up to his ear and breathes heavily, bringing her volume down so he could be the only one to bear witness to it all. she's so caught up in it that she doesn't have a lot to say, but he does manage to bring her to one particular sentence. ] Don't stop--don't ever stop.
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Ever? [ he only manages as a breath back, willing to obey as ever, but he lifts his head to make sure they're on the same page. frank could easily topple over the edge in the next few minutes if he allowed himself to, but he'd never miss an opportunity to draw something like this out. he revels in the torture of it, as she's surely recognized, both in his own denial and any way he can maximize her pleasure. ] I won't.
[ his hips stutter so he can shift again, both arms wrapping around her middle in a tight embrace while his pace becomes more consistent and even. it's slow, but hardโeven rougher than he first started out. it feels intensely raw but he knows he could keep this up for quite a long time which is precisely what she asked for. ]
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when she had told him not to stop she really meant just that, but she can feel that familiar sensation creeping up on her, quicker than she had anticipated from this sudden roughness. she lets out another loud sound from her mouth in realization of it all as half lidded eyes stare up at him with that same helpless expression. ] Frank... [ it's barely spoken out as a whine, eye closing tightly now. ] Yes, yes--
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Are you close? [ it's a huff against her ear, entirely breathless as he squeezes her even tighter himself without altering the degree of force he's putting to her. it's mostly rhetorical in the end when he knows the answer and it's only then that he starts to ease back a bit, rocking more gently in and out though with how close they are more friction is provided by him easing back, and his nose digs into her throat as he feels her swollen clit catch against his pelvis as he deliberately grinds his hips against hers. ]