sometimes I wanna beat the shit out of Fake Frank but I feel like he'd like it and it would lead to a nasty and bloody make out sesh. I like my boys pathetic!!!
You do, do you? You want him on his knees, with a bloody nose and split lips? You want him panting, grabbing at your thighs and spitting some of that blood off to the side? Ha, I bet you even want him nosing at your crotch, all desperate right?
Or maybe, you want him pinned against a wall, to pin him against a wall? I mean he’d look pretty with his hair flopping in his face, all sweat soaked and black as ink against his face. Oh and his shades sliding off, just barely perched on the bridge of his nose. He wouldn’t be able to keep his mouth shut, his lips would be parted and you’d hear every single, shuddering breath he took, wouldn’t you?
You’d see the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed, you’d see the sluggish creep of blood from a cut on his cheek. You’d watch him flinch as you brought your hand up, but not away, he’d flinch into your touch. He’d turn his head into your hand, he’d whine when you tangle your fingers in his hair and yank hard.
He’d whimper into your mouth as you kissed him, gasp and choke when you brace your forearm against his throat. He’d moan when you pressed harder, when you made it harder for him to breathe and he’d shudder when you yanked on his hair again to make him tilt his head into the kiss.
He’d maybe even yelp when you force your thigh between his legs, force him to spread his legs just a little wider for you to fit between them. He’d definitely yelp when you pressed your leg against his crotch, when you rubbed slow and teasing because oh yeah, baby boy’s definitely half hard. At the least he’s half hard and he’s desperate for more, but only what you want to give him.