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criticallyacclaimedstranger · 1 year

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In The Wet [a Frankie x reader fic]

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My Frankie Morales masterlist

Fandom: Triple Frontier

Ship: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x you (cishet f!reader)

Warnings: Reader has boobs and pussy but no other descriptors, reader has had problems finding a fitting swimsuit but body is not described in terms of size, Frankie has body issues, Public Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, sneaky sex in the water on a public beach.

Summary: You and Frankie are at the beach with the Millers, and the brothers' chiseled bodies make Frankie feel self-conscious. However, you know how to make him feel better…

Words: 2,837

The delighted laughter of children mixes with r 'n b from a portable speaker and the lapping of waves, but you're already filtering it out after about an hour on the beach. The sunlight is filtered underneath the beach umbrella, and you blink your eyes open when Frankie shifts next to you. You turn your head to look at him, belly down on the blanket next to you, reading a magazine. You're on your back in your new two-piece swimsuit, expensive as fuck but the first one you ever bought that actually fits your body as it should. Lord knows you've been putting up with cheap bikinis in your day, but now you finally splurged on yourself and went to a lingerie store that catered to all bodies, whether they be thin or thick. The swimsuit you picked out is simple yet elegant, and it fits - something that's so very incredible to you. It's been years since you last showed yourself on a public beach in the middle of the day, but now you're comfortable enough to do so. And you've already noticed that nobody even looks at you twice because everybody is busy having a good time.

Nobody except Frankie.

He noticed the movement next to him and is now smiling at you.

"You snored."

"I nodded off," you acknowledge sleepily, smiling back as you stretch languidly. "It's nice and warm."

"You can't fall asleep if there's any kind of noise outside the bedroom, but put you in the middle of a busy beach..."

You shove him playfully before sitting up and pulling your knees up. The water glitters invitingly.

"Wanna go swimming?" you ask, looking down at your boyfriend in his shorts and t-shirt. He turns around heaves himself up to a sitting position as well.

"Nah, the water's too cold."

"You haven't even tried it!"

He shakes his head and pulls his cap down slightly. "Not one for swimming. You go ahead."

"Yo, love birds!"

Benny comes jogging through the sand to your spot, Will in tow. Both Miller brothers are wearing only shorts, with sweat glistening on their tan, sculpted upper bodies. They've been playing volleyball with some bucks ten years their juniors, but you know the Millers well enough to know that they probably kicked the younger men's asses - and they looked good doing it, too. They keep in shape, and their lean yet muscled upper bodies are tanned, with abs that you could grate cheese on.

"Splishy-splashy," Benny continues. "Time to put the Catfish back in the ocean."

"I'm good," Frankie shakes his head, giving you an encouraging push instead. "She was just going."

"She wants you to come too," you point out, but get up. "But if you don't want to, you can guard our stuff?"

"Sure will. Enjoy."

You throw him a kiss before following Benny and Will to the water. It's refreshingly cool, and while the brothers race each other to dive, you wade in slowly, enjoying the way your legs and thighs and finally stomach get steeped in the cool water. Some kids splashing water on each other get some on you as well, so you lean forward and glide into the next wave, inhaling sharply at the initial cold but quickly finding the temperate wonderful. You swim after the Millers who are waiting for you a bit out, away from the kids but still within reach of the sandy bottom.

You swim around with Will and Benny, dive to the bottom, Benny carries you on his shoulders and throws you into the water. After a while, however, you glance in the direction of the beach, seeing Frankie under the beach umbrella. He's too far away for you to discern his face, and he's wearing his hat anyway.

You tell the guys that you're going to have a rest, then leave the water. As you approach Frankie, he stands up, ready with your towel that he wraps around you when you reach him.

"You want to make a burrito out of me?" you smile as he pulls you snug against him. He takes his hat off so that he can nuzzle your nose with his, before kissing the tip.

"My favorite kind of burrito," he murmurs. "Was the water nice?"

"It was wonderful, you should come."

"You need more sunscreen first."

He sits you down, the takes his seat behind you. Slowly and meticulously, he works sunscreen into your shoulders and back, and you sit with a silly little smile on your face, eyes closing as you enjoy the treatment. When his hands move further down and start to sneak inside the waistband of your bikini briefs, you elbow him gently.

"Watch it..."

"You look so good in this bikini, but you look even better without..." he whispers into your ear, and your cheeks flush while the rest of your body breaks out in goosebumps. He kisses your neck and shoulder, hands stroking around the curve of your thighs, fingers reach the apex teasingly.

"Frankie!" you admonish him in a muffled voice. "Not here."

"I know." He nuzzles the back of your head before wrapping his arms around you. "Had to try, though."

You chuckle and lean back against him, safe between thighs, your hands on his kneecaps, thumbs rubbing little circles on the hairy skin. You sit there quietly, enjoying his embrace, the warmth, the gentle breeze from the sea, the little sphere of love you've made for yourselves on this public beach.

Eventually, however, you want to go back into the water.

"Come on, Frankie," you coax him. "Come and swim with me."

He tightens momentarily behind you, and you turn your head to look at him quizzically.

"Frankie?"

"You go with the guys," he tells you, avoiding your gaze. "I'm fine here."

"What's the matter?" you ask, shifting a little so that you can take his hat off and prevent him from hiding himself under the bill. His warm, brown eyes flicker over your face.

"Nothing, I just don't feel like it."

You frown as you try to understand his unwillingness to go in the water. You've seen him swim before, so you know he can, but -

Oh. Oh no.

"Is it because of Will and Benny?" you ask, fighting to keep your voice neutral. "Frankie, they are my friends, they are allowed to touch me, even when I'm only wearing a swimsuit."

"It's not that," he cuts you off, looking aghast. "I don't care about that."

"Then what is it?"

A kid runs past on their way to the water, spraying sand over your leg. You throw a glare after the kid before turning your attention back to Frankie. He sighs, knowing he can't escape.

"They look better than I do," he mutters. You blink.

"Come again?"

"Look at them." Frankie nods towards the water, and you follow his gaze to the Miller brothers, who have swum out to the pontoon and are diving into the water from it, much to the admiration of a giggling group of 20-somethings. Benny even does a flip, and even if you can't see him clearly at this distance, you know just how the muscles of his body are flexing for that trick.

"What about them?" you want to know. Frankie sighs in exasperation.

"They have the bodies of Greek gods while I am a sack of potatoes with eyes on it."

You want to laugh at the comparison, but your man looks so gloomy you hold it in.

"Jesus, Frankie," you shake your head. "Is that why you're sitting here with your t-shirt on?"

He grunts, and you put a hand on his waist.

"Will you let me take it off?" you ask gently, quietly. He hesitates for a moment, but then his eyes meet yours, and he nods. You pull the t-shirt up and off him, revealing his soft, pudgy belly and sagging chest.

"Mmm," you nod in approval. "Baby, you're perfect."

"You're just saying that."

"Are you calling me a liar?" you dare him with a grin, and a bashful smile breaks out on his face as well before disappearing just as quickly.

"I used to be fitter when I met you," he still apologizes. "I'm just so lazy, I've let myself go."

"Oh, my sweet boy..." You wrap your arms around his waist, that waist that he seems to think is too round, too wide, too wrong, when it's the most perfect waist in the universe. "Frankie, I love that you're home with me on the couch instead of lifting weights at the gym every night."

He's not convinced; you can feel the tension in him. All the times he's comforted you when you've felt bad about your body, sworn that he loves you just as you are, are coming back to you. Damn, but it's hard to say the right thing.

"Frankie," you try again, "I need me a present, soft man who loves my shitty cooking and doesn't care if either one of us gains a pound or two. I need someone who's there for me and doesn't make me or himself feel bad for eating something that's good. You are that man, and I love you just as you are."

Now he's starting to get it. His puppy dog eyes shyly seek out yours. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Even if I get even fatter?"

"You're not fat, baby, you're just thick and broad," you tell him, fingers sinking into the soft flesh at his side. "And I happen to like it."

"But if I got fat?"

"I wouldn't stop loving you. Gaining weight doesn't equal losing worth, or that you're less loveable."

He seems happy with that, and you press a kiss to his lips before getting up.

"Ready for a swim?" you ask, and his gaze flickers to the water, then back to your face.

"Okay."

You take him by the hand and walk down to the water with him. The coolness of the waves is welcome as both of you swim away from the kids and everybody else, and in the opposite direction of the pontoon, where the Millers are still showing off for the girls. Neither one of you has any interest in joining them: instead, you play your own little game where you try to swim away from Frankie, whose long arms and big hands give him an advantage. He catches up with you immediately and wraps his arms around you. In the water, you're weightless, so he can lift you and hold you up with nothing but his hands on your ass cheeks.

You put your arms around his neck to keep steady, and grin when he honks your ass.

"You just couldn't wait to do that, could you?" you tease him, and he winks.

"Been wanting to do it since you took your clothes off."

His eyes drop to your tits that look amazing in your comfortable bikini top. "Those look really nice, too."

"No visible groping," you warn him, and he tilts his head.

"But they're so perfectly grabbable..."

"When we're home."

"Fine." He pouts a little, then looks mischievously at you. You raise a brow, grinning.

"What?"

"I'm incredibly hard right now."

"That's unfortunate."

"It is."

"Lemme feel." You move your legs, one of them brushing up against the outline of his hard dick in his swimming trunks. "Yup, you sure are. That's quite impressive, in this cool water?"

"Honey," Frankie leans his forehead to yours, eyes crinkling as he smiles. "I could be naked in Antarctica and have the biggest hard-on from only thinking of you."

You throw your head back as you laugh, and Frankie renews his grip on your ass. Your pussy clenches when his fingers get awfully close, and you pull yourself closer to him, wrapping your legs around him. You have an idea, a very bold and shocking idea.

"You wanna keep it warm?" you ask in a low voice, pressing your thigh against his cock. "Wanna put it in and keep it warm?"

Frankie swallows noticeably. "Here? There's kids present."

"Just put it in, we're not gonna fuck or anything." You're quite keen on the idea now, your pussy growing heavy and hot at the thought. "We'll just stay like this, like we're talking, but your big, beautiful cock is going to be inside my wet, tight pussy..."

Frankie groans, his fingers digging into your ass cheeks as he presses you against him. He swirls around, the water splashing around the two of you. His back is turned towards the beach now.

"How can I resist?" he asks before brushing his lips over yours. He lets his mouth wander along your jawline, then down your neck, and you giggle, perhaps a little theatrically, while discreetly looking over his shoulder at the crowd. Nobody is paying you any mind. The Millers have proceeded to water games with the girls on the pontoon, taking turns throwing the shrieking girls into the water, then joining them, no doubt getting very close underwater. The water is not clear, nobody can see underneath it. Nobody will see anything else but a couple being cute with each other.

Quickly and as inconspicuously as possible, you take Frankie's cock out of his swimming trunks, push your bikini bottoms to the side, and help him slide inside. His jaw is tightly set in concentration when you settle against him, but there's a reckless sort of abandon in his eyes. You exhale audibly as you wrap your arms and legs around him.

"Okay?" you ask, and Frankie nods, changing his hold of your ass.

"You really are very warm..."

"All for you, my darling," you smile, your fingers playing with the wet curls at the nape of his neck. "This is exciting, huh?"

"Very," he nods as he starts to bob up and down while spinning lazily around. The movement is not much, not like when you're fucking, but it adds a little friction that makes you clench around him.

"Daaaamn..." he moans low, "that's nice and tight. I love your pussy, baby, it's always so good to me."

"And I love your cock," you reply in the same quiet manner, yet with intensity. "It feels so good to have it inside me, Frankie, I love having it inside me, it fills me up so perfectly."

He kisses your forehead as he pushes you hard against himself, making you choke on your next breath.

"Wish I could suck on your tits," he gasps, glancing down at your boobs pressing up against him, all wet and shining in the sun. "So perfect."

"These tits?" You push your upper arms against the sides of your boobs, pushing them together. You can feel him twitch inside of you. In the corner of your eye, you see an older man swimming out at a brisk pace, and you embrace Frankie in a warm hug. Just as the man passes a few feet away, you ask, like there's nothing untoward going on:

"Warming up yet? I can't believe you can be so cold on a hot day like this."

Frankie chuckles as he swirls around with you again.

"You're so bad," he whispers into your ear. You smile wickedly.

"I just love my man and his big dick and thick waist."

Frankie laughs again, then looks up when he hears a motorboat approaching. It's a slightly bigger model, and in its wake come large waves that travel in towards the beach. The kids and teenagers eagerly await the waves, and Frankie readjusts his grip.

"Hold on."

As the waves start to wash over you, he bobs up and down, effectively fucking you with each jump. You hold on, try to mask your moans with laughter, but fuck, it's hard when he's inside you, all you want to do is scream, let everybody know that you're getting fucked by the best man in the world, the most handsome, perfect man with a huge dick that may not be all the way inside in this position but good Lord, it's far enough. You move with him, gasp little encouragements into his ear until he's digging his fingers so deep into the soft flesh of your ass that it's almost hurting.

"I'm gonna cum," he announces tightly, "God fucking dammit, baby, I'm so close."

"Good boy," you pant, and nothing more is needed. He exhales in a cough as he gets water in his mouth, and you feel your walls painted hot and sticky. Frankie slows down, plants his feet on the bottom, and holds you close. You feel his heart pound hard against your own chest, and you hold him tightly and kiss his neck.

"This was so naughty," you whisper, and he laughs breathlessly.

"Worth getting arrested for."

"Uh-huh."

He slips out of you, and you straighten out his swimwear and your own.

"Wanna get out of the water?" you ask, but Frankie shakes his head. His eyes twinkle as he smirks.

"I like it here, in the wet."

#francisco frankie morales #francisco catfish morales #frankie morales #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x reader #triple frontier fanfic #my fic

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jungle-angel · 1 year

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Goodnight Ghoul (Miles Miller x Reader)

Summary: Halloween just wouldn't be the same without your favorite little ghoul

Warnings: Pregnancy, cuteness overload

A flurry of giggles erupted in the kitchen of the cottage you and Miles had called home for the last year and a half, his hurried footsteps chasing after the toddler who ran wildly throughout the downstairs hallway with a rather large pumpkin in his hand.

"Ghoul, get back here!" Miles ordered.

"No daddy, no! I want pumpkin!"

Miles kept chasing Benny one way and then another, but the two year old just wouldn't give up his pumpkin long enough for Miles to stick the candle inside and light it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Benny finally gave it up.

"Alright Benny Bear," Miles told him. "Pumpkin's going in the kitchen window until Friday."

Benny giggled again and headed upstairs so that Miles could give him his bath. He poked his head in for a minute to find you resting, having been on strict bedrest on the orders of your mother-in-law, making his way to the bed to press a gentle kiss to your cheek.

"Benny taking a bath?" you mumbled.

"Yep," Miles answered. "His pumpkin's all carved and his costume is ready for Friday night."

You hummed happily as he brushed aside a tendril of your hair and kissed your forehead. Miles quickly went back to the bathroom to run a hot bubble bath for Benny which would easily help him to sleep on such a cold night.

After a good half hour or so, Benny came right out of the bath and was quickly dried off in his towel and stuck right in his warm, pale yellow pjs. He couldn't resist running into your room to wake you, in the hopes of kissing you goodnight, despite Miles telling him that you needed to rest.

"Momma!" Benny squeaked. "Momma kissy!"

Yo woke, heavy headed but unable to resist your adorable son begging for his goodnight kiss. He giggled as you kissed his soft little cheeks and tickled him behind the ears.

"Can I say goodnight to my baby?" he asked.

You and Miles both laughed as Benny hugged and kissed your large bump, the baby nearly ready to make their way into the world. "Daddy gonna tell a story?"

"C'mere buddy," Miles said as Benny snuggled in between the two of you with his stuffed puppy, making himself warm under the flannel sheets and thick duvet covering. Miles knew Benny's favorite story, front and back, but since Halloween was approaching, he decided to put his own spooky spin on it.

"In the great, green grass," Miles began. "There was a pumpkin patch and a big scarecrow and above, the big blue moon......and there were three little bats, wearing pointed hats.....and two black kittens, on the fence they were sittin....and a little black spider, who was so very tired......and a brass lantern, all shiny and new, and an old witch whispering boo."

Benny giggled when Miles wiggled his fingers in Benny's face.

"Goodnight grass and goodnight pumpkin patch," Miles continued. "Goodnight scarecrow, goodnight blue moon. Goodnight little bats, goodnight pointed hats. Goodnight kittens, goodnight sittin. Goodnight spider and goodnight lantern. Goodnight bare trees, we love you and goodnight old witch whispering 'boo!'. Goodnight leaves, falling here and there......goodnight ghouls everywhere."

Benny yawned as Miles picked him up and carried him to his room, the little one just having fallen asleep. As soon as Benny had been snuggled into his new little bed, Miles made his way back into you, stripping off his cardigan, jeans and button down until he was in his black boxers and his white t-shirt.

"Ghoul's asleep?" you asked as his hand found its way to your bump.

"Mhmm," Miles hummed as he began to fall asleep.

"You should write that down and pass it on."

Miles chuckled, too tired to think as he fell asleep, his gentle hand lovingly caressing your belly and the new life cradled within.

The very next morning, Miles does indeed write it down and illustrate it, painstakingly so as he holes up in the little study room just off the kitchen. Within weeks of it being finished, you both read it to Benny and Baby Jesse who arrived on a freezing night in November when the first snowfall hits Montana while Otis and Kathy remain proud as ever of both you, Miles and your little family.

#miles miller #miles miller x reader #bad times at the el royale

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trulybetty · 10 months

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Sunday Week In Review XIV

How's everyone doing? I skipped out on last week's update since it was a really slow week on all fronts for all the things for me last week. Things picked up a bit this week - but I'll be honest, I'm having a hard time finding my feet around here at the moment and finding a groove to get into.

Not sure if it's that time of year, a bit of a writing lull or what - but I've been a little meh, not in the sad sense - more like I'm a petulant child offered six different things and I turn my nose up at all of them because I don't know what I want lol.

Also trying to figure out a system for getting through my TBR list, right now it feels like it's out of control and there are only so many I can read in a week. Especially since I want to get through some of my physical TBR pile and dedicate a couple nights a week to offline reading.

Anyway, enough about me seemingly channelling Baby Truly™️ - on with the recap of the last two weeks!

T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .

I did a second round of the 'First Sentence' ask game, which I absolutely adore! If you haven't done it before, I very much recommend it! If you do this, tag me so I can come throw a sentence at you!

Round 2

tim x cagney (f!reader)

jack x reader (f!reader)

joel x Charlotte (OFC)

dieter x bryony (OFC)

jack x reader (f!reader)

frankie x clementine (OFC)

W H A T I R E A D . . .

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier) by @rhoorl Jess' series has me on tenterhooks for every update and then on the edge of my seat waiting for more! This last update we entered the start of Frankie's arch and while it pulls at the heartstrings, I'm so here for it and what's to come next! Also, Benny entering his Rocky era (Jess didn't write this, I've decided it) is something I'm also very much ready for!

Paranoid Hearts (Javi P.) by @goodwithcheese This series. This series is just something else and I finally got my ass into gear to get caught up, and while on the one hand, I'm sorry I started so late on the other hand I enjoyed this smorgasbord of Javi and Tabitha.

he makes life better (Joel) by @wildemaven This is such a warm comforting hug of a fic that just seeps into your bones, that makes your toes curl in softness and you re-read more than once. This is everything fluff should make you feel and I adore each and every last part of this and will be re-reading this.

Headshots (Marcus P.) by @secretelephanttattoo I was not ready for this to end, but El gave our boy Marcus the ending he and his Ella deserved and it was both spicy and sweet. If you've not read this yet, I suggest you do. Also, peep her forthcoming wip... 🔎

Thrash Metal (Dieter) by @morallyinept Jett is back with another delectably mouthwatering smutty one-shot with our favourite deviant Dieter Bravo. This is sinfully indulgent and a must-read and one that lends itself to definitely more than one read.

Six and a half minutes - Frankie's version by @avastrasposts This one calls for a breakout of the Hot Ones gif for sure, because this was the mood the entire time I read this. If anything, Frankie is not one to back down from a challenge...

Medicine (Joel) by @goodwithcheese I was so excited to see Megan had written for Joel that I had to drop everything to read this over my coffee the other morning. I love everything about the dynamic between these two and how Megan illustrates the deep affection they have for one another through their actions as we all know our post-outbreak Miller is not one quick with his words. I hope this isn't the last we see of Joel here!

M E M O R A B L E P O S T S . . .

Heidi’s amazing mood board inspired by Sequins! 😍 I’m still in absolute awe of it and I love it so much! I think it's going to get a spot on my work desk this week! 💕

These thots had started off as Joel Thots, but have now morphed into Tim Thots and I'm not mad about it... might share a little snippet later 😏

@morallyinept's 'Ode to Writers' this week - I'm going to refrain from getting on my soapbox here (I'd be here all day) - but the table is not finite, it's infinite. If you're not inching your chair down to make room for another chair, or pulling the spare chairs in from the garage, then maybe you need to re-evaluate your relationship with this community.

E N J O Y E D T H I S W E E K . . .

Finally watching ‘Strange Way of Life’ and getting to live message my thots to @rhoorl as I watched - it was a cinematic dissection.

Date night with Mr. Truly - we spent the entire two hours wondering what people do on dates aside from watching their phones and waiting for a call to say your kids are out of control and have taken over Nakatomi Plaza. But needless to say, we had fun, I even ate a meal without someone else's hand in it.

Amazing moots being mooting awesome 🙌 - I'm thankful every day that I get to interact with some wonderful people and have found a lovely corner of this hell site to play in a sandbox with some amazing people 💕

S P E C I A L M E N T I O N . . .

Check out this writing challenge that myself and a group of people that I'm lucky to call moots created that we would love for you to join in on! Everything about it is random and everyone starts with the same parameters and everything else after that is up to you! So excited to see what everyone does with this!

Do I know anything about Javi Pēna? Nope. Am I going to join in? Yes I am! 🙌

See you January 1st to dive into all the fics this challenge I hope produces! 💛

T H I S W E E K ' S J A M . . .

Thank you to @gnpwdrnwhiskey for inspiring this week's selection after she pointed out the parallels to Chiffon that I haven't been able to get out of my head since.

Hope everyone has had a great week! Here's to a great week ahead and I hope its a good one full of obnoxious drinks of choice and soft places to land and enjoy.

#betty's sunday in review #sunday week in review #pedro pascal character fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #Spotify

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violentdelightsandviolentends · 1 year

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Murphy's 500 Followers Celebration!!

masterlist.

in honour of this very exciting milestone, I thought I'd have a little celebration. i'm going to be writing short drabbles of your choosing!! i've created a prompt list, but I am absolutely encouraging your own ideas x

how to request -

pick a category - fluff, angst or smut

pick a character - there is a list below, but I am open to more suggestions!!

pick a dialogue prompt and/or a scenario prompt - there is a list below - feel free to choose multiple!!

then, send it in to me!! use the button at the top of my page, or request here !!

I'm gonna start writing next week, on 22/04. maybe earlier if I have the time. feel free to request multiple drabbles- the more I get sent, the more fun we'll have!!

Categories -

☀️ Fluff

🌧️ Angst

🔥 Smut

Characters -

Top Gun Maverick

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Robert "Bob" Floyd

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The Last of Us

Joel Miller

Tommy Miller

✦

Marvel

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Stucky

Sam Wilson

Matt Murdock

Frank Castle

✦

Succession

Stewy Hosseini

Kendall Roy

✦

Triple Frontier

Will Miller

Frankie Morales

Benny Miller

Santiago Garcia

✦

Narcos

Javier Peña

Steve Murphy

Colonel Carrillo

✦

The Bear

Carmen Berzatto

✦

Sons of Anarchy

Jax Teller

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9-1-1

Eddie Diaz

Evan Buckley

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Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Luke Alvez

Derek Morgan

✦

Dialogue Prompts -

1. "You love me?"

2. "Don't go on that date."

3. "Will you let me cut your hair?"

4. "Marry me."

5. "It's always been you."

6. "You're my best friend."

7. "You were my first love."

8. "I had a dream about you."

9. "I saw this and it reminded me of you."

10. "I have something to tell you."

11. "I thought you hated me."

12. "Is that all you got?"

13. "In your dreams."

14. "I don't deserve you."

15. "Talk to me."

16. "Is that my shirt?"

17. "I would choose you over anyone."

18. "You look so pretty like this."

19. "Most beautiful sound I've ever heard."

20. "You're killing me." / "You're gonna be the death of me."

21. "Just like that."

22. "Use your words."

23. "Good girl." / "Perfect girl."

24. "You like it when I'm mean to you?"

25. "Let's get out of here."

26. "You don't want them to hear, do you?"

27. "I need you."

28. "Let me see those eyes." / "Keep your eyes on me."

29. "Tell me what you want."

30. "I can't get enough of you."

31. "Wanted this for so long."

32. "Can I touch you?"

33. "Been thinking about you all day."

34. "You look so pretty on your knees."

35. "Better than I ever imagined."

36. "Let him watch."

37. "Let me hear you."

38. "Tell me you're mine."

39. "I'm yours."

40. "I love you."

41. "Don't you dare walk away from me."

42. "I can't do this anymore."

43. "You don't deserve me." / "I deserve better."

44. "Was any of this even real?"

45. "How stupid do you think I am?"

46. "Please don't leave me."

47. "I wish you were here."

48. "Do not raise your voice at me."

49. "Stay. Please."

50. "Don't tell me to calm down."

Scenario Prompts -

a. Kissing in the rain

b. First kiss

c. Electricity blackout

d. Camping

e. Heatwave

f. Childhood best friends

g. Grumpy / sunshine

h. Fake dating

i. Only one bed

j. Moving in together

k. Finding out you're pregnant

l. Catching eyes in a crowded room

m. Keeping the relationship a secret

n. Blind date

o. Reunion

p. Meet cute

q. Cheesy pick up lines

r. Exes

s. College friends / lovers

t. Roommates

u. Coming home drunk

v. Singing together / dancing together

w. An accidental kiss

x. A bet

y. Brothers best friend / best friends brother

z. Reading to each other

✦

these are just suggestions / jumping off points!! if you have an idea you'd like me to write a drabble for, just send it over. can't wait to see what you lovely people come up with. excited!! as always, so much love x

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troublesomemix · 2 years

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Name a song for each letter of your username:

T - This Woman’s Work by Kate Bush

R - Return of the Mack by Mark Morrison ( and Rumors by Lizzo + Cardi B )

O - Over It by Arrows in Action

U - Underdog by Alicia Keys ( aaand Ugly Heart by G.R.L. )

B - Bella Belle by The Electric Swing Circus ( also Blue by Marina and the Diamonds )

L - Let It Go by Chandler Leighton ft. Lo Spirit ( + Let There Be Light by Akihito Okano )

E - Eastside by Benny Blanco, Halsey and Khalid

S - Somebody Else by The 1975 ( also Speechless by Lady Gaga )

O - Our House Below by Cecile Corbel

M - Made of Stone by Michael Arden

E - Ex’s Side - Maddie Zahm

M - Moonlake by Pogo ( ooh and Memories by Thutmose )

I - I Wanna Know by NOTD ft Bea Miller

X - XO by Beyonce

when i tell you the level of difficulty this challenge possessed... it was real y’all. but we made it. ready to share it with other lovely people. always always down for a music challenge.

Tagged by: @divinexxchaos

Tagging: @kiissme @songeurame @edgecfeden @rennisaturate @misunderstoodcreatures @filthysins @kizhavvorsa @hcllriot @writermuses

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chrancecriber · 1 year

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Chilltrax (May 11, 2023)

23:53 Aparde - Know You 23:49 Elderbrook - Wasted On You 23:48 C H I L L T R A X - Tcc Warm And Tender Ocean 23:43 Mass Digital - Thoughts Of U 23:40 Finding Mero - In Loving Memories 23:37 Chris Malinchak - When The World Stops Turning (Quiet Mix) 23:33 Approaching Black Feat. Avalon Mia - Fade Away With You ('lost In 84' Mix) 23:33 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Cymbal Roll Bass 23:29 Kidnap & Pinkpirate - Things Change 23:25 Satin Jackets Feat. Ivy Falls - Different Directions 23:22 Rohne - Flicker (Faodail Remix) 23:16 Arkangel - Paradigm 23:11 Royksopp & Susanne Sundfor - Oh, Lover (Nto Remix) 23:11 C H I L L T R A X - Twcc High Standard Of Quality 23:06 Blank & Jones - Floatation 23:01 A.m.r & Lumynesynth - Unfinished 22:58 George Fitzgerald & Syml - Mother 22:54 Odsen - Retrospective 22:50 Eloi El - Stick Together (Blonde Maze Remix) 22:50 C H I L L T R A X - Chilltrax - Chill Out Piano 22:47 Drama - Don't Hold Back 22:43 Chill Cole - Liquid Life 22:39 Emmit Fenn & Shallou - Hollow 22:34 Max Cooper - A Model Of Reality (Tor Remix) 22:29 Marsh - Me & You (Joe Miller Remix) 22:29 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Moon Boots 22:25 Wassu & Mimi Page - Within Me 22:21 Henry Green - Shift (Edapollo Remix) 22:18 Sultan Shepard - Sirens 22:13 Beacon - Until Next Time 22:07 Shingo Nakamura - Come Closer 22:07 C H I L L T R A X - Organ The Chillout Channel 22:03 Electronic Bodyguards - Stronger (Pete Herbert Remix) 21:58 Eli & Fur - Better In The Dark 21:54 Kaskade With Project 46 - Chains Chilled 21:50 Rocket Empire - Astoria 21:47 Nils Hoffmann Feat. Gordi - No One Else 21:43 Kelela - Contact 21:43 C H I L L T R A X - Cleanliness Don't You Agree 21:38 Nicholas Gunn & Alina Renae - Angel Eyes 21:34 Parra For Cuva Feat. Kyson & Beau Diako - Ordel 21:29 Sons Of Maria - Are You 21:25 Farius - Coming Up (Hold On) (Dokho Remix) 21:20 Zimmer Feat. Fhin - Lost Your Mind 21:20 C H I L L T R A X - Slurry Toh 21:15 Heard Right & Oracle - There For You 21:12 Tep No Feat. Starzun - Hold Me 21:07 Ghenwa Nemnom - Story Of A Battle (Chris Zippel Remix) 21:02 Hoki - Memories Of Love (Dsf Remix) 21:02 C H I L L T R A X - World Comes To Chilltrax.com 20:59 Alampa - Playoff 20:55 Melosense - Nous 20:51 Gold Lounge - Higher 20:47 Satin Jackets & Panama - The Future 20:43 Duckmaw - Nox 20:43 C H I L L T R A X - Take Me Away! 20:38 R Plus & Faithless Feat. Amelia Fox - It's Enough (The Last High) 20:33 Rufus Du Sol - See You Again 20:28 Il:lo - Cynnes 20:23 Blonde Maze - Night Light (Hessian Remix) 20:19 Groove Armada - At The River 20:14 Valante - Vana 20:10 Two Lanes - Searching (Ct Fixup Mix) 20:07 Cannons - Hurricane 20:02 Cahelo - Bananaquit (Mass Digital Extended Remix) 20:02 C H I L L T R A X - Valante Io Toh 19:58 Boerd Feat. Stella Explorer - Another Life 19:55 Everything But The Girl - Forever 19:50 Forty Cats & Arentis - Zen 19:45 Zhu & Yuna - Sky Is Crying 19:45 C H I L L T R A X - Retsyn 19:41 Morgin Madison & Ryan Lucian - From The Start (Mm Chill Remix) 19:36 Darius Feat. Benny Sings - Rise (Darius Remix) 19:32 Teemid - L.a. 19:29 Flexible Fire - Marea Turquesa 19:29 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Dzihan 19:24 Dj San & Sebastian Moore - In Your Eyes 19:20 Attom & Kwesi - Rogue 19:15 Eric Hilton - Forming Star 19:10 Steven Weston Feat. Tae - Same Dream 19:05 Andrew Nagy & Joel Winterflood - Little To None 19:05 C H I L L T R A X - E-chilled-music 19:02 Dex 1200 - Ongea Nami 18:58 Avira & Nourey Feat. Tom Bailey - Favourite Game 18:54 Floa & Phonic Youth - Falling Away 18:51 Holen - Not Too Late 18:48 Beacon - Pay My Debts 18:48 C H I L L T R A X - Fresh And Fascinating 18:44 Monkey Safari - Temple 18:39 Volen Sentir & Makebo - Into The Stars 18:35 Olan - Wake And Return (Little Dragon Remix) 18:31 Monolink - Turning Away (Parra For Cuva Remix) 18:26 Adisyn - Digital Heart 18:26 C H I L L T R A X - Glitchy Toh 18:21 Eli & Fur - Where I Find My Mind 18:18 Henry Green - Another Light 18:14 Arto - Now You're Gone 18:10 Kx5 Feat. Hayla - Escape (Chill Mix) 18:06 Phello - Timelapse 18:06 C H I L L T R A X - Escape The Noise 18:01 Above & Beyond - Believer (Marsh's Guatape Remix) 17:58 Reel People & Paula - Vibe (Moods Remix) 17:53 Nicolas Godin - The Border 17:50 Rocket Empire - Lima 17:46 Andre Aguado - Through The Night 17:42 Mango & Cloudcage - More Than This 17:42 C H I L L T R A X - Something I Should Tell You 17:37 Two Lanes - Belong 17:34 Satin Jackets Feat. Tailor - Somewhere In Paradise 17:30 Tycho Feat. Rum.gold - Run Away 17:26 Tennyson - Iron 17:23 Lar - Collide (Jody Wisternoff & James Grant Remix) 17:18 Massive Attack - Unfinished Sympathy (Oakenfold Remix) 17:18 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Freesound 17:15 Jones Meadow & Clara Mendes - Em Baixo 17:10 Royksopp - Me&youphoria 17:07 Heard Right & Fløa - Enough 17:03 Chris Malinchak - Cellophane 17:03 C H I L L T R A X - Worldschilloutchannnel Orbit 16:59 Jan Blomqvist & Malou - Alone 16:56 Aftruu - Falling Asleep 16:52 Deep Sound Effect Feat. Svetlana Voice - Dreaming About You (Dj Aristocrat Remix) 16:49 Lost In Pacific & Hanging Valleys - Escape 16:44 Melosense - Story To Remember 16:44 C H I L L T R A X - Jimpster 1 16:40 Everything But The Girl - Caution To The Wind 16:36 Christian Loffler Feat. Menke - Lys 16:33 Finding Mero - In Loving Memories 16:28 Steven Weston Feat. Lapsley - Like I Used To 16:24 Moon Boots Feat. Nic Hanson - Keep The Faith 16:23 C H I L L T R A X - Chill Out Chilltrax 16:20 Il:lo - Ink 16:16 Xixi Feat. Kwesi - Close To U 16:12 Drama - 3am 16:08 Duckmaw - Distant Worlds 16:08 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Cymbal Roll Bass 16:02 Sons Of Maria - Close To Me 15:58 George Fitzgerald & Syml - Mother 15:54 Eric Hilton Feat. Brian Jackson - Something For Byrd 15:49 Double Touch Feat. Reigan - All I Want 15:49 C H I L L T R A X - Parents Magazine Seal 15:44 Elderbrook - Wasted On You 15:40 Sound Quelle Feat. Daniel Robinson - Tempest 15:35 Circle Sky - Your Name 15:32 Chill Cole - Liquid Life 15:26 Zero 7 - On My Own 15:26 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Moon Boots 15:22 Vandelux - All I've Ever Known 15:19 53 Thieves - Waves 15:15 Rohne - Twelve 15:11 Kx5 & Sofi Tukker - Sacrifice (St Mix) 15:08 Che Jose Feat. Jodie Knight - Freedom (Mass Digital Remix Edit) 15:08 C H I L L T R A X - The Chillout Channel, Chilltrax 15:03 Leaving Laurel - The Family We Find 14:59 Ry X & Olafur Arnalds - Oceans 14:54 Eli & Fur - Better In The Dark 14:51 Sum Wave - Milkyway 14:46 Mango - Skyline 14:45 C H I L L T R A X - Cool Refreshed Smooth As Can Be 14:40 Be Svendsen - October Letters (Page 2) 14:36 Flexible Fire - Amatista 14:33 Nils Hoffmann Feat. Malou - About You 14:28 Arkangel - Paradigm 14:24 Emancipator - Baralku 14:24 C H I L L T R A X - Slurry Toh 14:19 Heard Right & Oracle - There For You 14:15 The Knocks Feat. Muna - Bodies (Tycho Remix) 14:10 Zaven - Voliere Amplitude 14:07 Emmit Fenn - The Chase 14:07 C H I L L T R A X - Be Svendsen World Comes 14:02 Chris Malinchak, Kiesza, Malin - Tree 13:58 Maxxim - Waterfalls 13:54 Alampa - Playoff 13:50 Feiertag Feat. Tessa Rose Jackson, Oli Hannaford - Yearn 13:50 C H I L L T R A X - Glitchy Toh 13:46 Palladian - Zagara 13:42 Blonde Maze - When You Move 13:37 Northern Form - Mend 13:33 West & Zander - Silfra 13:33 C H I L L T R A X - Take Me Away! 13:28 Max Cooper - A Model Of Reality (Tor Remix) 13:24 Attom - Distant Memories 13:21 Baynk Feat. Drama - 1 Chance 13:17 Melosense - Nous 13:13 Shallou Feat.wales - Begin 13:13 C H I L L T R A X - Valante Io Toh 13:09 Satin Jackets Feat. Mandy Jones - In This Life 13:04 Sg Lewis - Lifetime 13:00 Approaching Black - Sensitive 12:56 Gareth Emery - St Mary's 12:56 C H I L L T R A X - Chilltrax - Chill Out Piano 12:53 Everything But The Girl - Forever 12:48 Cahelo - Bananaquit (Mass Digital Extended Remix) 12:44 Sebastian Davidson Feat. Lewyn - Second Hand Love 12:40 Fabio Vee & Mike D' Jais - Consolation 12:37 Giants' Nest - Purple Beach 12:36 C H I L L T R A X - This Is The Way 12:31 Dj San & Sebastian Moore - In Your Eyes 12:28 Kaskade - Where Did You Go 12:24 Woven - Brushes 12:21 Morcheeba - The Moon (Kutiman Remix - Version B) 12:14 Royksopp - Sordid Affair 12:14 C H I L L T R A X - Ct The Backward Chillout Channel 12:10 Sons Of Maria - Outbound 12:07 Cannons - Loving You 12:03 Diplo Feat. Rhye - Mmxx - Xii 11:59 Farius - Coming Up (Hold On) (Dokho Remix) 11:59 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Dzihan 11:55 Leisure - Slipping Away (Flight Facilities Remix) 11:51 Floa & Phonic Youth - Falling Away 11:48 Vintage & Morelli - Once Upon A World 11:44 Kidnap - Start Again (Kidnap Piano Mix) 11:43 C H I L L T R A X - Cleanliness Don't You Agree 11:39 Two Lanes - Searching (Ct Fixup Mix) 11:34 Mass Digital - Little Things 11:30 53 Thieves - Heights 11:26 Rocket Empire - Astoria 11:26 C H I L L T R A X - Glitchy Toh 11:20 Arley & Sirolf - One Day 11:15 Pilots Of Peace - Fallin 11:10 Nicholas Gunn & Alina Renae - Angel Eyes 11:06 Elderbrook - The End 11:06 C H I L L T R A X - Escape The Noise 11:00 Volen Sentir & Makebo - Into The Stars 10:56 Christian Burns - Everywhere 10:52 Reel People & Paula - Vibe (Moods Remix) 10:48 Deep Lo - Lost In You (Soire Remix) 10:43 Ferr By Ferry Corsten And Rich Walters - Limbo 10:43 C H I L L T R A X - We Are The Music Makers 10:39 Eli & Fur - You And I 10:35 Lar - Collide (Jody Wisternoff & James Grant Remix) 10:31 Jean Vayat & Evelynka - My Soul 10:28 Jones Meadow & Clara Mendes - Em Baixo 10:23 Leaving Laurel - Take Your Time (Extended Mix) 10:23 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Freesound 10:19 Morgin Madison & Ryan Lucian - From The Start (Mm Chill Remix) 10:15 London Grammar - How Does It Feel 10:12 Sultan Shepard - Sirens 10:07 Blonde Maze - Being Pulled (Polar Inc. Remix) 10:02 Ry X & Olafur Arnalds - Colorblind (Whomadewho Remix) 10:02 C H I L L T R A X - Street Life Worlds Cc 09:58 Approaching Black - New Life 09:54 Jan Blomqvist & Malou - Alone 09:49 Kaskade & Late Night Alumni - Save Yourself 09:46 Finding Mero - In Loving Memories 09:40 Royksopp Feat. Pixx - How The Flowers Grow 09:36 Kelela - Enough For Love 09:36 C H I L L T R A X - Retsyn 09:32 Flexible Fire - La Cumbre 09:28 Xixi Feat. Kwesi - Close To U 09:24 Billie Eilish - Everything I Wanted (Aquadrop Remix) 09:20 Lipless & Blue Noir - Alone 09:15 Blank & Jones - Floatation 09:11 Chicane Feat. Moya Brennan - Saltwater (Chicane Slow Tide Remix) 09:11 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Cymbal Roll Bass 09:07 Kidnap & Pinkpirate - Things Change 09:03 Cannons - Tunnel Of You 09:00 Giants' Nest - Heart Void 08:56 Hausman & Lumynesynth - Faded 08:56 C H I L L T R A X - Organ The Chillout Channel 08:52 George Fitzgerald & Syml - Mother 08:49 Dex 1200 - Ongea Nami 08:46 Lapsley - 32 Floors 08:42 Khotin & Tess Roby - Fountain, Growth 08:39 Melosense - Lost In Gruvv 08:39 C H I L L T R A X - Magnifyingglasssogood4u 08:34 R Plus & Faithless Feat. Amelia Fox - It's Enough (The Last High) 08:29 Missfeat - The World Before (Niko Garcia Remix) 08:25 Arto - Now You're Gone 08:20 Running Touch - Why Do I 08:17 Zero 7 Feat. Danny Pratt - 400 Blows 08:17 C H I L L T R A X - Escape 2 Music 08:13 Odsen - Retrospective 08:08 Steven Weston Feat. Tae - Same Dream 08:04 Zimmer Feat. Panama - Wildflowers 08:01 Chill Cole - Liquid Life 08:01 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Moon Boots 07:57 Mansionair & Vandelux - Empty Promise 07:52 Eli & Fur - Better In The Dark 07:47 Emi Ca - Just Breathe 07:43 Rezident - Wellenlainge 07:43 C H I L L T R A X - Something I Should Tell You 07:40 Leisure - Be With You 07:36 Wassu & Mimi Page - Within Me 07:32 Washed Out - Too Late 07:27 Billion Watchers - Rainman 07:22 Thievery Corporation - From Creation 07:22 C H I L L T R A X - Slurry Toh 07:18 Heard Right & Oracle - There For You 07:14 Ferr By Ferry Corsten And Youth Novels - Hands 07:11 Kx5 & Sofi Tukker - Sacrifice (St Mix) 07:05 Royksopp & Susanne Sundfor - Oh, Lover (Nto Remix) 07:00 Monolink - Take Me Away 07:00 C H I L L T R A X - World Comes To Chilltrax.com 06:57 Aftruu - Falling Asleep 06:53 Alampa - Playoff 06:49 Satin Jackets - For What We Have 06:45 Sons Of Maria - Don't Tell Me I Can't Have It 06:42 53 Thieves - Two Days 06:42 C H I L L T R A X - Worldschilloutchannnel Orbit 06:37 Leaving Laurel - The Family We Find 06:34 Emmit Fenn - What Falling In Love Is For 06:29 Arkangel - Paradigm 06:25 Evren Furtuna - Enceladus 06:20 Sound Quelle & Tailor - Where We Should Be 06:20 C H I L L T R A X - Valante Io Toh 06:15 Kraak And Smaak Feat. Izo Fitzroy - Twilight 06:11 Fakear - Crystal 06:07 Melosense - Can't Replace You 06:04 Lost In Pacific & Hanging Valleys - Escape 06:04 C H I L L T R A X - Fresh And Fascinating 06:01 Giants' Nest - Flower Burst 05:57 Everything But The Girl - Forever 05:52 Sg Lewis Feat. Lucky Daye - Feed The Fire (Kassian Remix) 05:49 Tomb - Unbound 05:45 Alampa - The One 05:41 Kelela - Contact 05:41 C H I L L T R A X - The Chillout Channel Redux 05:36 Max Cooper - A Model Of Reality (Tor Remix) 05:32 Two Lanes & Panama - Rolling Back 05:27 Chris Malinchak - Saving My Love 05:23 Duckmaw - Distant Worlds 05:18 Massive Attack Feat. Hope Sandoval - The Spoils 05:18 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Dzihan 05:13 Eli & Fur - Where I Find My Mind 05:09 Flume Feat. Emma Louise - Hollow (Logic1000 Remix) 05:05 Valante - Vana 05:02 London Grammar - Lose Your Head 05:01 C H I L L T R A X - E-chilled-music 04:58 Floa & Phonic Youth - Falling Away 04:54 Flexible Fire - Amatista 04:51 Tep No & Noak Hellsing - I Won’t Need You 04:47 Andrew Nagy & Joel Winterflood - Little To None 04:43 Tescana - Benissa 04:43 C H I L L T R A X - Escape The Noise 04:38 Dj San & Sebastian Moore - In Your Eyes 04:35 Twoworldsapart & Panuma & Nina Carr - Slippin' 04:30 Zaven - Voliere Amplitude 04:26 Odesza Feat. Maro - Better Now 04:23 Washed Out - Far Away 04:23 C H I L L T R A X - Backward Rvb Where World Comes 04:18 Forty Cats & Arentis - Zen 04:14 Cannons - Loving You 04:11 Forester - Symphony 04:08 Lar - Collide (Jody Wisternoff & James Grant Remix) 04:08 C H I L L T R A X - Take Me Away! 04:04 Alex Hook Feat. Rene - You Showed Me 04:00 Reel People & Paula - Vibe (Moods Remix) 03:56 Eric Hilton Feat. Brian Jackson - Something For Byrd 03:52 Lliam And Latroit Feat. Brea - Someday (Latroit Edition) 03:52 C H I L L T R A X - Something I Should Tell You 03:48 Elderbrook - Wasted On You 03:44 Armin Van Buuren & Matoma Feat Teddy Swims - Easy To Love 03:39 Double Touch Feat. Reigan - Greatest Day 03:34 Il:lo - Cynnes 03:29 Kaskade & Inpetto - How Long (Kaskade's Ice Mix) 03:29 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Freesound 03:24 Nicholas Gunn Feat. Chris Howard - Thought Of You 03:20 Embliss & Lumynesynth - Phases Of The Moon 03:17 Jones Meadow & Clara Mendes - Em Baixo 03:13 Phello - Timelapse 03:13 C H I L L T R A X - Twcc High Standard Of Quality 03:09 Melosense - Nous 03:04 Shallou - Fading 03:00 Jan Blomqvist & Malou - Alone 02:57 Flexible Fire - Marea Turquesa 02:52 Joy Orbison Feat. Lea Sen - Better 02:49 Satin Jackets & Panama - The Future 02:48 C H I L L T R A X - Chilltrax - Chill Out Piano 02:44 Bonsaye - Viaje 02:40 Two Lanes - Searching (Ct Fixup Mix) 02:36 French Braids & Matt Hartke - Heaven On Loan 02:32 Jos & Eli & Eli & Fur - Riffs Of The Night 02:29 Chill Cole - Liquid Life 02:25 Pablo Nouvelle Feat. Rio - Wish You Were Here 02:25 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Cymbal Roll Bass 02:21 R Plus & Faithless Feat. Amelia Fox - It's Enough (The Last High) 02:16 Blonde Maze - A Break In Continuity (Forty Cats Remix) 02:12 Holen - Not Too Late 02:09 Sault - Wildfires 02:09 C H I L L T R A X - Extraordinary Craftsmanship 02:05 George Fitzgerald & Syml - Mother 02:01 Rocket Empire - Astoria 01:57 Heard Right Feat. Phoebe Tsen - Pulling Me Under 01:53 Odesza Feat. Olafur Arnalds - Light Of Day (Parra For Cuva Remix) 01:49 Feathervane & Oreonic - Overcast 01:49 C H I L L T R A X - The Chillout Channel, Chilltrax 01:46 Vandelux - All I've Ever Known 01:42 Cannons - Bad Dream 01:39 Sultan Shepard - Sirens 01:35 Tep No - Say What You Wanted 01:30 Disclosure - Moonlight 01:30 C H I L L T R A X - Escape 2 Music 01:27 Sum Wave - Milkyway 01:23 Monolink - Turning Away (Parra For Cuva Remix) 01:19 Solomon Grey - Home 01:15 Arto - Now You're Gone 01:15 C H I L L T R A X - Toh Moon Boots 01:11 53 Thieves - Lyd 01:07 Eli & Fur - Better In The Dark 01:02 Deep Lo - Lost In You (Soire Remix) 00:59 Feiertag Feat. Tessa Rose Jackson - Riptide 00:59 C H I L L T R A X - Musique Nonstop 00:54 Nicholas Gunn & Alina Renae - Angel Eyes 00:50 Lp Giobbi Feat. Dj Tennis & Joseph Ashworth - All In A Dream 00:45 Rodriguez Jr. Feat. Liset Alea - What Is Real (Deep In The Playa Mix) 00:41 Woven - Brushes 00:41 C H I L L T R A X - Slurry Toh 00:37 Evelynka - Letting Go 00:32 Royksopp Feat. Astrid S - Let's Get It Right 00:28 Eric Hilton - Artifact22 00:22 Steven Weston Feat. Tae - Same Dream 00:19 Jones Meadow - Expect 00:19 C H I L L T R A X - Be Svendsen World Comes 00:16 Lar - Collide (Jody Wisternoff & James Grant Remix) 00:13 Satin Jackets Feat. Tailor - Spell 00:09 Alampa - Playoff 00:05 Sons Of Maria - Outbound 00:00 Vintage And Morelli Feat. Arielle Maren - The Light (Flexible Fire Remix) 00:00 C H I L L T R A X - Street Life Worlds Cc

#Chilltrax #Chillout #Lounge #Downtempo #Ambient #Trance #Deep House #2023 #May 2023

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oncasette · 2 years

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all the boys i’ve loved before

i saw this on tiktok and thought it was cute omg. this is just off the top of my head but <3

A. adrien chase. andrew neiman. alfie solomons. adrian ivashkov.

B. barry allen. bruce wayne. bradley bradshaw. benny miller. benjamin barry.

C. charlie dalton. clark kent. cameron frye. carlisle cullen.

D. daniel larusso. darry curtis. draco malfoy. druig. din djarin. dean di laurentis. duke orsino.

E. eddie munson. eddie brock. eric northman.

F. finnick odair. finn hudson. frankie morales. ferris bueller. fred weasley. frank castle.

G. george weasley. garrett graham.

H. harry potter. hunter davenport.

J. johnny lawrence. javier peña. jj maybank. jason dean. james potter. jack daniels. jim hopper. jake seresin. jesse swanson. johnny castle.

K. knox overstreet. kai parker.

L. luke skywalker. luke castellan.

M. marcus pike. matt murdock.

N. nick bradshaw.

O. oliver wood. obi-wan kenobi.

P. peeta mellark. phil wenneck. peter parker. peter quill. peter hayes. poor heyward. pacey witter. percy jackson.

R. ronald miller. rafe cameron. rick flag. regulus black. remus lupin. ron weasley. rodrick heffley.

S. stiles stilinski. stuart twombly. steven meeks. sirius black. scott lang. steven strange. steve rogers. seth cohen. stu macher.

T. thomas. topper thornton. theseus scamander. thomas shelby.

V. vinny pazienza.

W. willard hewitt. walt finnegan.

Z. zemo. zed necrodopolis.

tagging @fleurfairie @lucasnclair @forourmoons @dameronscopilot & anyone that wants to participate!!

#tag game

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rayslittlekitten · 3 years

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Ain't Got No Time For Part-Time Loving

“Crush” Masterlist

A/N: So for some reason, TLC's "Baby-Baby-Baby" (YT link below) got stuck in my head for he last two weeks and it made me think of reader with Benny or Will just like, jamming to 90's R&B so I wrote this pointless little bonding moment. This would be part of the "Crush" universe. That was supposed to be a Frankie x Reader thing, but it's clearly become more for Benny and BFF!Reader.

Rating: G

Word Count: 431

Pairing: Benny Miller & BFF! GN!Reader (reader is F in some of the other fics, but this can be read as GN) & Will "Ironhead" Miller

Plot: Benny's anxious about his fight and you help your best friend ease into it the best way you know how.

Contains: some wholesome jamming to music

You and Benny are in the car waiting for Will in front of his house. It's fight night and it’s Benny’s first one in a while since he was injured. You notice him biting his nails. You reach over to turn the radio on and change stations until you find the right song. You stop at a 90's R&B station when you hear TLC's "Baby-Baby-Baby" and let it quiet down the silence.

Well, you want my heart, and all my time But it won't be there if you can't deal with my mind Cause a girl like me, I won't settle for less I require plenty conversation with my sex

You start bopping your head to the beat, then hear a tapping. You glance over at Benny and see his foot moving to the beat as well. He looks over at you and makes eye contact. The two of you start swaying and bopping in sync, and then start singing along.

Oh baby, baby, baby I got so much love in me (Gotta be true, you gotta be down)

Baby, baby, baby (Oh, my baby) Cause if you gonna get me off You got to love me deep

Benny turns the music up and you both are now holding your own concert in the car, which is shaking from all the movement.

I can have any man that I want to Time and place that I choose to But I'm thinking that I would rather be here with you, yeah That's actual and factual You're the one I seem to run back to, just to get me off You got to love me, got to love me, got to love me

You and Benny sing and point to each other while dancing and being in the moment which gets interrupted by Will reaching between the two of you to turn the music down. The both of you hadn't noticed Will entering the car.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys? The whole fucking neighborhood can hear this!"

"I'm helping Benny shake off his nerves," you turn around to tell Will who is in the back seat.

"Can you do it more quietly?" Will asks.

Benny turns his head to look at his brother and you both shoot him a look of disapproval. Benny turns the music back up and the two of you continue his pre-fight ritual. Will shakes his head, leans back, and buckles his seatbelt. Benny puts the car in drive and through the whole ride to the venue, the shenanigans continue and Will eventually joins in.

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#Garrett Hedlund #Garrett Hedlund fanfiction #benny miller x you #Benny Miller fanfiction #triple frontier #triple frontier fanfiction #Crush Universe #GN!reader #BFF!Benny #Youtube

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pascalpanic · 4 years

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m a s t e r l i s t

hey, I’m Josie! I adore Pedro Pascal and his characters, so here’s my masterlist. enjoy! I always enjoy feedback or criticism, so feel free to interact, shoot me a DM or an inbox message! requests for fics or hcs are always welcome as well :)

**=NSFW/Explicit

D i n D j a r i n

Stubborn

Mirdal’ika

Mesh’la Kaab

Atin’la

He Is My Home

Sweet Talk**

The Bantha

Popping Pearls and Purple Skies

Irrational

Cooking in the Crest

Trust is a Luxury

F r a n k i e M o r a l e s

Alpha Beta Charlie- A Frankie Morales Story (not x reader)

Tiny Dancer

Prom Date

Backseat**

Before The Next Teardrop Falls

Benny’s Girl

Pilot’s Hands**

Drunk Words / Sober Thoughts / Designated Driver

Let Go**

Sunscreen

Appendicitis

Good Boy**

Spicy-Sweet

Tangled Up**

At Last

The Graveyard Shift

Fixer Upper | Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Fight Night

Miller Morales Mechanic Shop universe

Experience**

Study Buddy

J a v i e r P e ñ a

Spitfire**

Fooled Around and Fell In Love

F*ck Around and Find Out**

Hazy Vision**

Always Been Yours

Cigarette Daydreams

Caffeine Rush- Series Masterlist

Angel**

Burning The Midnight Oil

Covetous

Bottom Drawer**

Papa Peña

M a x w e l l L o r d

Winnie the Pooh Pajamas**

Lipstick Stain**

Conferences

Overdoing It

A g e n t J a c k “W h i s k e y” D a n i e l s

Just One Mission

Burnin’ Love**

‘Nilla Bean

M a r c u s M o r e n o

Sparring**

Making Moves

Tik Tok Tyranny

Sirenita

Bake Sale

E z r a (P r o s p e c t)

Twelve Hours to Pickup**

M a r c u s P i k e

Picture Perfect

Thursdays**

Begin Again | Part One | Part Two

M i s c e l l a n e o u s

Multiple Character Headcanons

Drabbles and Single-Character Headcanons

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thirstworldproblemss · 3 years

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Enquiring clown minds wonder - in honour of Feral Frankie Friday that is imminent upon us all ... do you have any snippets to share of our favourite Frankie/r/Benny thruple a.k.a. 🛌👈3️⃣ from your Blanketverse masterpiece ~ Clownishly yours 🤡💖🤡 (I'm resisting so hard in not mentioning 🚁📏🍆🧃 right now you don't even know)

Ah, Cici, my darling 🤡💖🤡!

As you know, I was hoping to get an actual fic finished for FFF, but alas, my children said, "not today, mom." (They actually said things like, “moooom, I can’t find my blue shirt!” “what’s for lunch?” “can we wash the car together? like with sponges and the hose? please??” (yes, really) and “ew!! the cat just puked on the stairs!” ....but you get the idea)

Thankfully, ‘boots, you have provided me with this perfect opportunity to share this rambling Blanket ‘verse headcanon thingy instead. Many additional thanks (as always, my love) for the inspiration, cheerleading, and beta! 💕

I’m pretty sure everyone knows by now that I think that Frankie needs a hug, a BJ, and a nap STAT. So what might might happen if the Blanket ‘verse reader was giving him the second and Benny decided to join in….? Let's find out!

Without further ado, I present:

Benny Chooses His Own Adventure (a Blanket ‘verse Headcanon)

Pairing: Benny Miller x F!Reader x Frankie Morales (Triple Frontier) Length: 2.5k words Rating: Explicit like whoa (for sex stuff) Content/Warnings: MMF threesome smut ahoy! ...includes oral (f on m and m on m), frottage, mild dirty talk, p in v sex, a spitroast, and come eating. Also, one extremely questionable simile.

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Today was a long day, but a good one. Of course, any day that ends like this one is about to is a good day as far as the three of you are concerned.

Right now, you’re kneeling in front of Frankie, his cock in your mouth while he gasps and swears above you, and you’re doing your damnedest to give him the best blowjob of his life.

(The previous record was also set by you, though Benny would be proud to know he’s a close second.)

Benny is watching from the sidelines, rubbing his dick a bit and egging you on in a semi-unfortunate sports-commentator style. But Benny, being Benny, is not going to be content to just watch for long.

He’s going to want to join the action.

The only question is… How will he choose to do so?

Option 1: Double BJ

Maybe Benny goes down on his knees right alongside you.

The two of you take turns licking long, torturously slow stripes up Frankie's dick in between kisses so sloppy that he can hear the wet sounds of your mouths moving together.

Frankie’s entranced, completely unable to look away.

He gets brushes of cheek or chin or jaw as the two of you kiss. The warm glide of someone’s tongue for a blissful moment. Then back to those teasing brushes of soft skin, and it’s driving him nuts.

His dick is hard and fucking aching. It throbs and leaks while he watches the two of you together.

Then one of you tilts your head just so, and Jesus Christ, Frankie can fucking see Benny's tongue delving into your mouth. His breath leaves him in a rush, and his dick jumps so hard it leaves a wet stripe of precum across Benny's jaw.

Frankie tries to apologize, his tongue stumbling over the words, but Ben just takes it in stride, muttering a quick "yeah, yeah, we didn't forget about you, man," before leaning in and swallowing Frankie down like he needs to measure the length of his throat with Frankie's cock.

There's a long intense moment where Frankie recites several prayers half-remembered from childhood Mass and clenches his hands hard enough that his knuckles crack. His thighs are shaking with the effort of staying still; his body begging him move, to thrust forward and fuck into Benny's pretty mouth until he comes.

Frankie manages, barely, to keep himself from doing just that. But Benny’s good at this, his enthusiasm enough to make up for a multitude of sins, and the wet heat of his mouth is steadily eroding Frankie’s control. It’s not long before tingling warmth spreads outward from his groin, making the muscles of Frankie’s stomach and thighs tremble.

Then, just as the pleasure threatens to spike and Frankie’s certain he’s seconds away from coming down Benny’s throat, you lean forward and whisper something in Benny's ear.

Benny pulls back and shoots him a wink and that damn cocky grin, and Frankie sucks in a shaky breath, trying to figure out if he's relieved or disappointed to be granted a reprieve.

But you're grinning up at Frankie too, bright enough to put the sun to shame, and his heart squeezes in his chest. He must be the luckiest pendejo to walk the earth, to have somehow conned both of you into being with him.

Then the two of you turn and grin conspiratorially at each other, and Frankie has just a moment to feel very, very worried, before you're both leaning forward.

The sensation hits first, soft warmth on his oversensitive cock, too much and not enough all at once, and he can hardly believe his eyes as he stares down at the two of you.

You move in sync. Two sets of lips slide down opposite sides of his dick, pressing teasing kisses and licks along his length, and Frankie knows he's absolutely done for.

There's no surviving this... but oh, what a way to go.

Option 2: Frottage/Handjob

Or, maybe Benny’s feeling a little more hands on.

Perhaps if this happened after an incident where you and Frankie worked him up so much that he came fast and hard and well before either of you, and Frankie gave him (a little bit of) shit about it afterwards?

In that case, Benny will probably mosey on around the two of you, slotting in behind Frankie and pressing his hard cock to Frankie's ass. He settles one arm across Frankie's shoulder from behind, fitting that hand under Frankie’s jaw. His other arm wrapping around to grab Frankie’s dick and hold it steady for your mouth.

The position gives Benny all the leverage he needs to keep Frankie tight against him, head tilted back just right so that Benny can bite and suck at the side of his neck. Nipping at the patchy stubble on his jaw while Benny thrusts against him from behind.

Benny can see you over Frankie’s shoulder, and he can’t help the breathless “shit, baby” that escapes him as he watches you slide a hand between your spread thighs. He can hear how wet you are.

“She’s touching herself,” he tells Frankie who groans and grabs at the arm that Benny has at his throat. Benny lets Frankie pull that hand lower on his neck, just far enough that Frankie can look down and see you for himself.

Frankie does, shuddering under Benny’s hands as they watch you.

You start to move faster, angling your hand in a way that make Benny certain you’re fucking yourself with your fingers. Moaning around Frankie’s cock as you touch yourself.

The sound of it and the needy noises Frankie’s making in response go straight to Benny's aching dick, and Benny thrusts forward without really meaning to. His cock rubs against the curve of Frankie’s ass, smearing precome that only makes things wetter, slicker, better when he does it again.

It feels good—so fuckin' good—but there’s no way he’s coming first and giving Frankie the chance to give him shit again. He’s gonna hold out until after Frankie comes this time if it kills him.

And okay, so maybe Benny's looking for a little payback when he tightens his fingers around Frankie's throat (and dick). Maybe he’s being a little unfair when he slurs into Frankie’s ear about how fucking good Frankie looks like this, how good he’s being for them...

But hey, it's'all good.

Frankie's too busy choking on his own tongue and coming down your throat to complain.

Option 3: Spitroast

Or maybe Benny's just feeling impatient.

He loves watching the two of you together. Shit. It's like having his own private porn show, but you're both all his, and goddamn if that doesn't just go straight to his dick.

You look so fucking good on your knees sucking Frankie off, and Benny knows from personal experience just how talented your mouth is. He doesn't need to see the blissful, gobsmacked expression on Frankie's face to know he must feel like he's died and gone to heaven.

But you do look a little lonely down there. You look like you could use a little Benny lovin' ...so that's what he’s gonna give you.

Benny drops to his knees behind you, sliding a hand over your hip and down between your legs.

You’re fucking soaked for them, and you moan so pretty when Benny slides two fingers down over your clit and then inside you.

And holy shit, if your sweet little pussy isn’t just as hot and wet as the Florida summer, and greedy for his fingers. So slick they slide in easy.

You're needy too, spreading your legs and angling your hips to make it easier for him, the invitation clear.

Benny's never been one to disappoint the ladies, so he gives you what you're asking for, pulling out just far enough that he can push back in with three fingers

You hum in approval.

The vibrations must feel awesome, 'cause there's a bitten off gasp, and Frankie's strangled "Jesus fucking Christ" floats down from above.

Benny's cock throbs in sympathy, shuddering as he presses in close behind you, and shit, the way your cunt is clenching and squeezing around his fingers, you must be close, but he's not sure he can wait.

Instead he finds himself panting filthy words into your ear, promising to fuck your pretty little pussy so good if you’ll just—please—let him inside you while you suck Frankie off.

You pull back from Frankie, and he groans, the wet swollen head of his cock shining in the dim light as his hips stutter forward, chasing your mouth.

But you’re already out of reach, turning to toss a "Fuck. Yes, Benny, please!" over your shoulder, and that's all Benny needs to hear.

He grabs your hips, yanking back and up until you’re upright on your knees, presented for him. You yelp, nearly losing your balance, and have to scramble at Frankie’s hips for purchase.

“Careful, Benjamin,” Frankie barks, grabbing your arms to help steady you.

“Sorry, sorry!” Benny apologizes, wrapping one hand around your waist to help support you while he lines himself up.

Shit, you're warm and wet against the head of his dick and he wants in you so fucking bad, but Benny makes himself take a deep breath, trying to give you a moment to get situated. He can feel your pussy fluttering, and shit, he hopes you’re ready for him ‘cause the two of you will never let him live it down if he comes before he’s even inside you.

“Ready, babe?” he manages, and when you immediately nod, he’s so fucking thankful he could cry.

Benny presses forward slowly, both hands on your hips now, fingers digging into your soft flesh. And holy shit. Fucked if you aren’t the best goddamn thing he’s ever felt in his life. Somehow you always are—every single fucking time.

You’re hot and wet and squeezing so fucking tight around his dick that Benny has stop half way, close his eyes, and recite some fucking wresting statistics so he doesn’t blow his load immediately. It works, thankfully, and after a minute he feels marginally more in control.

Then Benny makes the mistake of opening his eyes.

He watches as you take the head of Frankie’s cock into your mouth again. Hears Frankie gasp out, “so fuckin’ good at that” and “Jesus fucking Christ, baby, your mouth,” voice raspy and awed. Feels your sweet pussy clench around his own dick in response, and that is just fucking it.

Benny slams his hips forward—couldn’t stop himself if his fucking life depended on it—burying himself balls-deep in your wet heat, as far as he can go.

There’s a strangled sound from you, nearly drowned out by the way Frankie gasps and then swears roughly. Your body is tense under his hands, and Benny realizes he must have forced you down on Frankie’s cock.

“Shit. You okay?” Benny asks, worried it might have been more than you could handle. He starts to ease back, trying to give you space, but he doesn’t get far.

You make an outraged sound and twist one hand out of Frankie’s grip, reaching back to grab him, your fingernails digging into his thigh.

Right. Message received loud and clear.

Benny lets you pull him back in, but you don’t stop there, yanking him even further forward, arching your spine and somehow taking him deeper. Then you lean in to swallow Frankie down again, dragging Benny with you, and he damn near swallows his tongue.

Frankie lets out a long groan, the sound low and raw. He has his head thrown back, mouth open, and Benny can see the shudder that rolls through his body.

And Shit. That’s— Shit.

Heat shoots down his spine, and Benny’s done. He’s got maybe three good thrusts left in him, if he’s fucking lucky.

He does his best to make them count, angling his hips for maximum effect and dragging his hand down your belly to rub tight slippery circles over your clit. Thank fuck it only takes a few passes before you’re coming, clamping down hard on Benny’s cock and whining high and breathy through your nose.

The sound cuts off as you lurch forward and take Frankie’s cock so far down your throat it blocks the airflow, and Frankie damn near roars in response.

Shit, yes! Benny knows that noise, knows it means that Frankie’s coming, spilling down your throat as you come on Benny’s cock. He dimly registers that he’s the last one standing this time, but he doesn’t have the time or brainpower left to gloat.

Instead, Benny’s entire focus is narrowed down to the feeling of your sweet little pussy clenching and releasing—still coming on his dick, and that’s all she wrote. Fire burns up his spine as he shoves forward one last time and comes deep.

Afterwards, Benny gloats so long and loud about “outlasting” the two of you that Frankie finally orders him to clean you up with his tongue, just to shut him up.

Benny does as he’s told, but the glint in his eye as he eats you out says he’s not deterred in the slightest.

Frankie figures that’s okay.

A couple more minutes of watching you gasp and writhe against Benny’s face, and Frankie’ll be ready to go again. So if Benny wants to try his luck again after you tap out? Frankie knows just where he can put that pretty mouth next.

Omake aka Option 4: Wherein a Mistake is Made (this is a spoof/crack addition—do NOT expect anything serious here)

This option starts much like the one above, with Benny falling to his knees so he can get his hands on... or, well, uh... his fingers in you.

Benny works you over until you’re rocking back against his hand and moaning around Frankie’s cock, your perfect pussy hungry for more. And shit, he fucking loves your pussy, loves the way it’s squeezing down tight around his fingers right now, as hot and wet as a Florida swamp at the height of summer.

You stop moving.

There’s a moment or two of horrified silence, wherein Benny continues to pump his fingers in and out of you, not yet realizing that his fate has been sealed. And then...

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Frankie mutters, and Benny looks up to find him pointing at the door, a stern expression on his face, “Out of the bedroom.”

Benny just stares at him for a moment, confused, trying to figure out what exactly is happening. He mentally reviews the last few minutes and realizes he’s been running his mouth and had actually said all of that shit, including the last bit… out loud.

"Shit, I didn't mean–" Benny begins, only to be cut off by Frankie.

"You have to think before you speak, Benjamin," Frankie says, crossing his arms over his chest, dead serious as far as Benny can tell.

"But–"

“Out.” Frankie gestures towards the door with his chin. His flinty expression showing no signs of softening.

"Oh my god, Frankie,” you say, in a much kinder tone, “He's not a dog." You turn to Benny with such a placid expression that he starts to think maybe, just maybe he's off the hook.

“You know I didn’t mean it as an insult, right, babe?” he tries hopefully.

"Hey, Benny?" you begin, so sweetly that it's almost worse than if you were angry.

"Yeah?" he mumbles out.

Your next words send shivers of terror up Benny's spine as he suddenly comprehends just how royally he's fucked up....

"Bless your heart."

"OUT," Frankie says again.

And Benny goes.

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End Notes I regret NOTHING. No, not even the Florida swamp comparison (because it made me laugh dammit). I promise someday (hopefully soon), I will once again finish something beyond ridiculous Blanket ‘verse oneshots and headcanons. For right now though, I mostly seem to be channeling Benny “Florida Man” Miller, and he, Frankie, and the soldier!reader who puts up with loves them both are living rent free in my mind.

Some context, for anyone confused by Option 4: Omakes, "Bless your heart."

Also, please note that Cici did an amazing job beta'ing, and any remaining mistakes are because I couldn’t leave well enough alone.

P.S. I love you guys! <3

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BV: @alwaysbethewest @astroboots @heatherbel @keeper0fthestars @knittingqueen13 @littleferal @ladytrashbird @loversandantiheroes @phoenixhalliwell @thou-creature-of-the-deep ...Since this is more headcanon silliness than fic, I'm only going to tag people who have asked to be tagged specifically in my Blanket 'verse stuff.

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#triple frontier #frankie morales #frankie morales x reader #benny miller #benny miller x reader #frankie morales x reader x benny miller #frankie x reader x benny #benny miller imagine #frankie morales imagine #feral frankie friday #answered asks #astroboots #my fic #blanket verse #benny chooses his own adventure #q

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trulybetty · 11 months

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Sunday Week in Review XIII

Was it really Halloween this week? Because it feels like it happened like six months ago - that's how long this week has felt for me 🎃

It could also be because I finished my October prompts and now I'm wondering what I'm supposed to do now I don't have a daily deadline. Well, I know what I need to do (I hear you, Frankie) - I just can't seem to bring myself to sit down and write it right now. But luckily I've been given some great advice from some wonderful people and I hope to start posting it before the month is out!

I'm also trying to figure out how to get back into my reading - my TBR list has been all over the place since last month was nearly impossible to get much read. So going to slowly get back into the pace of reading a reblogging - which also includes all the lovely comments I received but haven't been able to get back to yet! 💕

But on with the 'condensed' Sunday Week in Review...

T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .

oct' x 29 - stormy days (sequins!joel x f!reader)

oct' x 30 - seance (tim rockford x reader)

oct' x 30 - seance (chiffon!dieter x ofc!bryony)

oct' x 31 - trick or treat (marcus pike x reader)

strings part IV (series complete) (joel miller x reader)

W H A T I R E A D . . .

Are You on Mute? (Benny Miller) by @rhoorl Now Benny Miller is not my type, but with the way Jess writes him? He's slowly worked his way into my rotation of reads! This is a spicey read that will have you rethinking Zoom meetings at home 🫠

Broadcasting Live Tonight (Dieter) by @morallyinept This was just *chefs kiss* a delightful steamy read written on the back of Pedro's own appearance on SNL the other week. The tension between the reader and Dieter is palpable and the payoff is 🙌, smut be smutting here. Not spoiling anything, but I hope we get a part two!

A Month of Sundays (Various) by @gnpwdrnwhiskey My parallel play partner in a month of writing daily prompts, Lellen, completed her Month of Sundays and if you haven't checked them out you should! She totally knocked it out of the park and managed to fit so much into six lines a piece!

Working Title (Dieter) by @rhoorl Jess is back with another installment that does not disappoint! We've got some cameos, we've got some Jurassic Park references, we've got a wet-haired Dieter and sound the alarm, we've got some 18+ action with Belle and Dieter that I think about at least once a day because it was that hot 🥵

Steep Is the Mountain (Tim) by @sin-djarin This fic is still playing on a constant loop in my head since I read it the other day. Becca's coming home series is amazing (go read them all) and this is another excellent addition to it with our Detective Tim Rockford.

Headshots (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo This is a dreamy update to our reader and Marcus finding them in Ireland. I'm not going to spoil anything, but El makes a strong case for the canon behind Marcus' leather jacket!

Fall Apart Again (Joel) by @wildemaven Heidi treated us to an interlude to this series with a letter to Joel from Eve and much like the series, pulls at the heartstrings. It's a truly beautiful story and this interlude just adds another layer to the whole thing and I'm still thinking about it the day after.

Hope everyone has had a great week and enjoying their Sunday so far!

Here's to the week ahead! 💕

#betty's sunday in review #sunday week in review

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waywardimpalawriter · 3 years

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Book Boyfriend A Frankie Morales x Plus Size F! Reader fic Part 1

Book Boyfriend

Pairing: Frankie “Catfish” Morales x Plus Size F! Reader

Characters: Frankie Morales, Reader, Santiago “Pope” Garcia, William “Ironhead” Miller, Ben “Benny” Miller, Isabella Morales (OC)

Setting: Two years after the events in Colombia (Triple Frontier)

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Smut, Soft Frankie (yes that has to be a warning), cursing, teasing, unprotected sex, oral (male and female receiving), tooth rotting fluff, mixed with a little hurt/comfort, mention of abuse,

Word count: Part 1: 10,284

Summary: You’ve been so engrossed in your currant book series its lead to Frankie feeling a little left out.

Notes: This is my first Frankie Morales/Pedro Pascal Fic, so I’m hoping everyone loves it as much as I did writing it. Something a little fluffy I thought of while thinking of my own favorite book boyfriends. Using the translator Systran for my very bad Spanish translations. A grateful thank you to @icanbeyourjedi for helping me out with Frankie’s Dog tags.

Tag list: @manalg14 @songbirdcannabe @frannyzooey

Licking your index finger to turn the page of the book in your hand, unaware you have someone staring. Watching the way, you lick that single digit, adjusting himself on the couch beside you. Callused hand coming down to brush over your plush thigh, drawing little circles over the exposed skin. Attention still firmly on the book, Frankie huffs turning back to the tv but his hand stays on your thigh. Eyes darting towards your mouth to catch you slowly lick your lips. Teeth trapping the bottom between to nibble as you read a really good part.

Groaning softly at your actions, he leans over to nuzzle your neck, patchy beard softly tickling the skin of your neck. Making you giggle, placing a hand on his chest to gently push Frankie away, “Baby I’m reading.”

“For the past two hours, hermosa,” slight pout in his tone, taking the hand on his chest to bring it to him mouth and kiss your fingers. Distractions that normally work seem to fall short, eyes darting between the page and his. Soft slightly chapped lips trailing a path up the inside of your arm reaching the hem of your sleeve the same time your eyes lock.

Pausing to look over at him, you cup his cheek patting lightly, “One more chapter then I’ll be all yours I promise handsome.”

Rolling those expressive chocolate pools, he sits back against the couch trying to ignore the throbbing in jeans because of the little actions you’re doing. “One more chapter Mi cielito I’m going to hold you to that.”

However, one more chapter turned into two than three and Frankie started to fall asleep beside you. Jerking awake with the soft touch of your lips against his forehead, “Come baby lets go to bed,” words whispered with a touch of regret flowing through the cadence. You hadn’t meant to get so engrossed in your book, ignoring your boyfriend beside you.

Sweetly, you help him get up from the couch, seeing how tired he is, and a slice of remorse eats away at you for keeping him up so long and breaking your promise. “I’m sorry my love, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.”

Grunting low, draping an arm around your shoulders to pull you against him while the two of you head to your shared bedroom. Only pausing long enough to check on Isabella, seeing she’s knocked out curled around her baby doll. Sighing softly at the sight you side eye Frankie seeing a tired but sweet smile tugging at his lips.

“How’d I get so fucking lucky?” though the question is rhetorical you answer smacking his chest first for the curse word.

“Language Mr. Morales,” light giggles leave you, pulling him along towards your bedroom.

Shrugging, “Bella’s asleep she can’t hear me,” eyes dropping to watch the sway of your wide hips soft groan rumbling low.

“To answer your question,” turning to face him with a smirk on your lips having heard the groan. “We both got lucky baby especially after everything we went through to get where we are today.” Cupping his bearded cheek, brushing your thumb just under his eye. “Plus, luck had nothing to do with it but love that brought us together.”

Soft gasp parting your lips, watching transfixed by the sigh of Frankie nuzzling his face in your palm, kissing the center and making a shiver of arousal race down your back. Unable to stop yourself from looking between those soft lips and dark eyes. Catching the smirk tugging at the corners as he leans in to press his mouth to yours in a tender kiss. Strong arms wrap around your thick waist hauling you against his firm chest, garnering a squeak to escape your lips. Heart thumping erratically behind your ribs wondering for a moment if he could feel or maybe hear the muscle working over time because of him.

Of their own accord your arms wrap around his shoulders, pressing farther into his warmth. Low groan working its way from the depths of his chest. Hands slipping down into the back pockets of those ass hugging jeans he loves. Cupping the generous globes to pull you flush against him. Letting you feel hard evidence of his arousal, the thick ridge incased in denim presses into your thigh. On a gasp his tongue licks into the warm cavern of your mouth sliding over your teeth before mating in a sensual dance all their own.

Eyes dropping closed at the pleasure his mouth is giving you, one hand stray’s to card through the curls at the back of his head, blunt nails scratching lightly. The other tracing little patterns over his back knowing how sensitive to your touch he is. Chuckling into his mouth, his body wiggling into yours trying to get away from your teasing fingers. Though he doesn’t want to break the kiss, nor move from having you against him.

“Hermosa,” warning growl rumbling from his chest, as he squeezes your ass in retaliation making another mewl of pleasure leave you. Pressing yourself into his body, your eyes open to stare into his heat darken gaze.

Biting your bottom lip, you happen to glance at the clock, red numbers staring back at you in remembrance of the time and how late it’s gotten. “Well, fuck me,” you groan with a shake of your head.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to do for the past few hours cariño,” dropping his head to rest on your collarbone, his own groan rumbling up. Knowing you need to break apart but not wanting to let you go.

Running your fingers through his dark brown hair, giving the scalp a light scratch, “I’m sorry Frankie,” guilt wringing your heart. Knowing it’s not easy for the two of you to be intimate with Isabella. A blessing to you both, though to Frankie she’s his world one that you happened to step into about a few months after her birth. “I didn’t realize the hours slipped away from me.”

“It’s all right Y/N,” soft moan leaving his lips at how good your fingers feel in his hair. “I know you haven’t had time to yourself to read in a long while.” Raising his head to look at you with heated eyes, “Just don’t forget I’d like a little attention to,” giving your ass another squeeze, pout finding its way over his mouth. “Besides how could that book be so interesting when you have me sitting right beside you?” wiggling his brow at you.

Giggling softly, “So full of yourself Morales,” reluctantly pulling from his arms to start your nightly routine. “Those book boyfriends got me through years of sexual drought and fueled a ton of fantasies.” Pulling your shirt from your body hearing the groan from your boyfriend, making another giggle leave you. Hands on hips, you stare at him, catching his pink tongue come out and lick his lips. Shifting hips to try and alleviate at least a touch of pressure on his cock. “Like what you see flyboy?”

“God, you know I do sweetheart,” words coming out breathless though gritted teeth, trying to hold back and using all his will power to keep from taking you. “Fucking tease,” he tosses out when you turn, pulling your bra off to slide your sleep shirt over your top half. “Besides you have me now to full fill all those fantasies of yours. Why not let me?”

“Tomorrow I’ll make it up to you Francisco I promise,” turning back to him, you step forward wrapping your arms around his neck. “If I didn’t have such an early morning, I would let you fuck me into our mattress all night and fill all my erotic idea’s.”

Groaning, “Una princesa de burlas, vas a ser la muerte de mí.” (Translation “A princess of mockery, you’re gonna be the death of me.) Nipping at your neck, knowing that speaking Spanish never fails to turn you on with his voice dropping an octave in cadence. Only confirmed when you start to rub your thighs together, combined with the little whimpers that leaves you. “Not too fun, eh?”

Rolling your eyes, giving Frankie a shove that barely moves him but makes his head come up so you're looking into his eyes. Seeing the mischievous glint right before you kiss his chin, by passing his lips to kiss the tip of his nose. Placing your hands on his cheeks to bring his face down, adding a kiss between his eyebrows, the final one landing on his forehead. His face almost pressed into your breasts, which makes him groan and lick his lips. Before coming back to his lips giving them a tender kiss then pulling away to head towards the bathroom.

Getting lost in your warmth and scent, Frankie staggers a few steps when you move away, smile sliding over his soft lips while watching you move. Knowing you’re being both sweet and temping with those kisses, Frankie pulls his own shirt from his body. Stretching his back from working all day on the boss’s helicopter, he goes to drop it in the laundry basket stepping in front of the open bathroom door. To catch you rubbing lotion into your legs, one foot on the bathtub’s ledge as you work the cream into your skin. Trying not to stare but he can’t help it, knowing what those soft legs felt like wrapped around his waist or over his shoulders. Better yet on either side of his head while he’s feasting on your cunt.

Cursing in Spanish to turn quickly pressing the heel of his palm into his thickening shaft, breath coming out in quick pants. Reciting the proper procedure for takeoff and landing a helo trying to get himself under control and not think about bedding you all night. Frankie finishes getting undressed, sliding his lower body into a pair of red and black flannel pajama pants, smirk turning up his lips as he takes a seat on the end of the bed. You just finishing up your nightly routine, pause at the door to flick the lights off. Eyes landing on Frankie, who’s bare chest catches your attention first. Having to stop yourself from licking your lips as the soft light highlights his tawny skin. Soft in all the right places especially the little tummy you love to kiss when trailing your lips over his body.

Dragging your eyes up to lock with his, seeing the smirk that makes you shake your head at him, “I’m guessing this is pay back?” stepping forward, one leg sliding between his thighs. Pushing them apart so you can stand closer. Hands come to rest on his shoulders, one carding through his thick curls as his own rest on your wide hips.

Looking up at you, chin resting on your tummy still unable to fathom how he could got so lucky. “Is it working hermosa?” eyes darken when your tongue peeks out to wet your lips.

“Nope,” popping the p while trying to keep from giggling at the crest fallen look on his handsome face. That he buries in your plush shirt covered tummy. Trying to hide that fact that yes those pajama pants work so damn will. “Next time go naked there’s a possibility for me jumping your bones then.”

“That can be arranged sweetheart,” grin returning to his lips while standing to wrap his arms back around your shirt covered waist. Pressing you against his chest feeling your puckered nipples beneath the fabric begging for attention. He’s more than willing to give in, stripping you down and worshipping every inch he could get his mouth on.

Soft whimper leaves you lips when his lowers to ghost over yours. The barely there touch making your knees weak but its the wide yawn that overtakes you instead of the kiss. Breaking the moment as Frankie groans walking you both to the side of the bed. Leaning over to pull the covers back, “Let’s get you in bed mi amor, tomorrow I’ll ravish you till you can’t walk.”

Nodding you climb in moving to the middle so Frankie can get in, curling up to his side, resting a hand on his chest to draw little patterns. “Promise handsome?” whispering the words into his ear then placing a kiss to his cheek. Your touch not helping things but he wouldn’t change anything. Instead he takes your hand and intertwines your fingers, placing them over his heart.

“Promise cariño, you know I wouldn’t break one,” turning his head to look at you. Seeing the droop of your lids soft smile gracing his features. Leaning in, to place a kiss to each of your half-closed eyes, “Sleep Y/N we have tomorrow and many more days after that.” Adding a gentle kiss to your lips.

“You’re too good to me Frankie,” muttering the words sleepily, snuggling against him, left arm wrapping around your waist to hold you. “Te Amo,” whispering the words, lips placing a kiss to his neck breath ghosting over his skin as you fall asleep.

While Frankie lays there shocked, not because you spoke in Spanish but for what those simple words meant to him. Wishing that you hadn’t fallen sleep so he could say them back and show you in actions how much he truly loves you. He settles for now on holding you closer making sure the sheet and blankets are securely covering the both of you, knowing how cold you get during the night. Placing his lips against your forehead for a kiss, his own eyes starting to drift closed. Your rhythmic breathing lulling him into dreams of your life together.

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Intrusive noise brings you slowly from the warm cocoon you're wrapped in, low groan leaving your lips. Moving to turn the offending alarm off but you can’t reach as Frankie has you pushed into the mattress cuddling into your chest with his heavy arm draped over your tummy. “Frankie baby the alarm,” hearing him grunt against your skin, giggles leave your lips.

You try one more time to reach the clock only to have him bat a hand at the offending object, hitting the snooze harder than needed and rolling back against you. Burying his lips in your throat, soft mustache tickling your skin making you giggle and try to move away. Through his strong arms hold you even closer, your head tipping back to give the access he’s wordlessly asking for. Fingers carding through his curls, tugging gently as a low moan leaves your throat. One he feels with his mouth against your pulse that picks up with each nibble and kiss given.

“Frankie,” name comes out on a whimper when his nose brushes just south of your ear.

“Mi amor,” sucking softly, tasting your skin with his tongue that draws little patterns. Free hand moving down to the hem of your shirt that’s ridden up while you slept. Callused fingers finding your bare waist to spread his hand over your skin, sliding it down and back to cup the generous globe of your ass. Pressing his face into your fabric covered chest, making another moan leave your lips as his own seek out the pebbled peaks of your nipples. Wetting the cloth as he suckles one into the hot cavern of his mouth.

The hand at your ass moving lower to bring your thigh over his hip, rocking against you. Flatten your hands over his chest, pushing twice before he rolls on his back taking you with him. So that your straddling his waist, feeling the hard press of his shaft along your folds. Hands bracing yourself up over him, mouth never leaving your breast. As he switches to the other, eyes locking with yours letting you see the need and heat filling the now almost black orbs. Pupil’s crowding out the beautiful brown of his iris’s you love to drown in. Mewling whimpers leave your parted lips, head tossed back, while your hips rock against him in slow teasing circles.

Growling in impatience, Frankie makes quick work of pulling your shirt off to fling it to the floor, mouth reattaching to your breast. Nipping the puckered bud before trailing his lips over your skin and back up your neck. Reaching your ear, “It’s tomorrow hermosa or did you forget and want that book boyfriend of yours?”

Turning your head to capture his lips in a deep hard kiss, one that’s all teeth and tongue, a battle for dominance. Angling your head just right so that you can take in air through your nose while tangling your tongue with Frankie’s. Though before long the need for true oxygen becomes too much as your forced to break apart both of you panting for breath. Resting your foreheads together you subtly move your hips. Just brushing your soaked panties against his flannel covered cock. Letting him feel your passion that he’s started.

An idea pops into your head one that’s fleeting with the warmth of his large hands landing on your ass. Cupping the globes to press you against him, while he plants his feet and thrusts upward. It’s anything but teasing, more demanding with a need born from a night of dreams that has him hard as steal and wanting to bury himself deep inside your body.

“Frankie,” his name coming out on a whimper, mouth moving to his jawline kissing the salt and pepper beard. Nosing the surprisingly soft hairs, trailing your lips to the thick cords of his neck pushing his chin backwards to get access to where you want to place kisses. Both of you shutting out the world right then and all that needs accomplished for the day in favor of indulging in carnal pleasures interrupted last night by time moving too quickly.

“Tell me what you want hermosa and I’ll give it to you,” breath ragged with need, his cock throbbing with each movement of his hips against you. Feeling your essence soaking through to his own skin. Low growl rambling into your chest that he presses to his, loving the feel of your nipples brushing his overheated flesh.

He goes to pull your panties off and his own pajama pants when a squeal of want makes the two of you break apart. Groaning, pushing his head back into the pillows as you rest your forehead against his collarbone unable to help the silent giggles that leave your lips. Frankie tips your chin up when he feels the shake of your body, thinking you’re upset and shaking his head when seeing the mirth in your sweet gaze.

“Looks like a cold shower for you handsome,” trying to keep the mirth from your tone as you lean down to give him one more sweet kiss. “I’ll go take care of our princess you shower and get ready for work.” Groaning when you must move from his body, feeling his hands slide down from your thick waist, a shiver runs down your frame at the caress he gives your body. Though you try to suppress the want while searching for something to wear for right now. Spying his flannel robe, “Breakfast?” brow cocked, turning back to face him. Licking your lips as you look over your lover. Unable to hide the need blooming deeper in your eyes, finding that you can’t take your eyes off the sexy man lying in your bed.

He turns on his side one arm propping up his head to watch you pull on his camo bath robe. “Never thought something so simple would look so sexy,” words whispered though you’ve heard them as Frankie looks you over. Feeling the places his eyes linger like a caress of those big rough hands of his, making another shiver skate over your body.

Swallowing, knowing there’s not much time till Isabella calls/squeals for you again. “You want breakfast Frankie?” trying to get your mind off what you really want. Like jump back into bed with that man and make him growl and moan your name till he’s putty in your hands. The only man to ever make you feel sexy while naked or in this case dressed in his robe. Knowing that your not some runway model with a size two body, but it’s a body Frankie can never get enough of. One he loves to see pressed into the mattress, while he takes you in any manner of ways. Face consumed with the pleasure he’s giving you or those times when your greedy and want to show him heaven. Devouring his cock in the warmth of your mouth, teasing him, knowing just what places to lick and nibble. The wanton minx only Frankie gets to bring out and see. But most of all its that sweet smile you give him that tugs at his heart and what made him fall in love with you almost at first sight.

An impatience huff from you has a smile tugging at his lips, breaking him from the thoughts filtering through his mind. Raising to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out to snag the ties to his robe and bring you closer. Mischief running through those soulfully deep brown eyes, hands resting on your hips, “Only if I can eat you for breakfast mi amor.”

Voice impossibly deep, sends a spark of arousal so potentate you must rub your thighs together for friction and place your hands on his shoulders to keep yourself upright. “That’s dessert flyboy and it’s nowhere near dinner time so sadly I’m off the menu for right now.” Giving him a bright smile, as you see the disappointment flashes in his eyes. Leaning down to kiss him softly, “Shower, I’ll have breakfast ready and our little princess, before getting ready myself.”

Stepping away you pause at the door to look over your shoulder, catching him watching your every move. “See something you like Francisco?” One shoulder of the robe sliding down to bare your skin to his eyes.

Shaking his head, he can’t stop the smile from gracing his lips, “I see someone I love,” raising to join you at the door. Wrapping an arm around your waist, to lean down and kiss you back softly. Heart beating out of his chest at the simple words he spoke that made you gasp but return the kiss. Pulling away with a goofy smile on your lips.

“Love huh? You going soft on me Mr. Morales?” knowing what it took for him to say that word and remembering that you had told him the same last night in Spanish. Happy tears form in the corners of your eyes as you turn fully towards him, cupping his cheeks in your hands, “I love you to Frankie.”

Tender moment broken by the call of “Mama,” which makes you both laugh in happiness as you move away.

Squeaking at the smack Frankie lands on your ass before you’ve stepped fully away from him. “By the way hermosa you look fucking sexy in my robe. Though I do have to say it would look so much better on the floor,” giving your wink before turning to head to the shower.

“Same with those sinful flannel pj’s baby, they may look good riding low on that waist of yours, showing off that sexy tummy and treasure trail. But I’d look better with my legs wrapped around you,” you return giggling when you hear the low growl from him. “Don’t worry they will be on the floor tonight count on that one.”

Heat rising over Frankie’s cheeks at your words even as another groan leaves his lips along with a soft curse feeling his cock throb from just the mire thoughts your promise conjures up. He has to lean a little on the bathroom door to steady himself before stripping and heading for a very cold shower.

Sadly, both your days didn’t go as planned. Repairs on the helo took longer than Frankie scheduled, he drug himself in a little after 8, the scent of pizza tickling his nose as he toes off his shoes by the door.

“Y/N,” calling out softly not wanting to wake Isabella who he knew would be fast asleep in her bed. The sight which meets his eyes makes his heart expand and tears form, both his girls fast asleep on the couch. The book you read last night dangling from your hand just shy of landing on the floor. Free hand cuddling your little girl against you, fingers spread over her small back.

Stepping closer, he hates to wake you, looking so peaceful, beautiful eyes closed contentment making your features smooth. Frankie leans down to scoop up Isabelle, her own eyes sleepily opening to stare at him. “Dada,” small voice whispers, her head drooping to lay on his shoulder falling back asleep. Soft chuckle at her actions, Frankie runs his hand over her head gently sweeping away some of the chestnut curls. Still in aww of this little girl he never thought would be his. Movement catches his eye, turning to see you waking slowly.

Stirring with the warmth and weight of Isabella gone, you smile up at Frankie rising slowly to place your book in your previous spot before stretching out your back. “Long day baby?” standing to wrap your arms around both of your loves.

“Hmm,” pressing warm lips to first his little girl’s forehead before leaning down to kiss you. “I’m just happy to be home hermosa.” Not wanting to go into the crappy details of his day right then. “I’ll go put our angel to bed while you get ready yourself.”

Shaking your head, ruffling her hair gently and adding a kiss to her soft chestnut curls, “I’ll warm you up some dinner and we can talk before bed.” Reaching up to brush your hand over his bearded cheek, cupping the side and swiping a thumb over the apple of his cheek.

“Sure, you don’t want to return to your book boyfriend?” teasing glint making his eyes light with mirth that makes you roll your and pat his jaw.

“Don’t tempt me Frankie baby I just might,” sending a smirk his way, turning then to head into the kitchen. Hearing the playfully annoyed huff leave him.

Entering the kitchen bare feet silently padding over the cold tile, you busy yourself with getting a plate, trying not to think of your day. The events having led to the reason Isabella was still up, and pizza for dinner instead of the home cooked meal you had originally planned to make. Automatically placing two slices down on a plate and putting them in the microwave. Leaning back against the counter, arms crossed watching though not actually paying attention to the microwave plate spin, eyes unfocused glancing more inward than on the task at hand. You jump lightly when Frankie comes to stand in front of you, warm body soothing your horrible day, arms on either side caging you in. Wrapping your arms around his waist to rest your head on his chest.

“Things not go as planned my love?” placing a kiss to the center of his shirt covered chest, not wanting to speak about your day yet.

Soft grunt leaves his lips pressed into the side of your head, “Just long and a few fuck ups by the newbie’s who seem to think they know everything.” Eyes rolling through you can’t see the action with your head still pressed into his chest. Running his large hands up and down your back, pressing your soft plush body into his. “Sometimes I feel like I’m a relic in that place and no one wants to listen to me.”

“You know more than all those assholes put together Frankie, you could put that helo back together with your eyes closed and fly it to points unknown in a blink of an eye,” looking up voice firm and strong with a note of pride in the cadence as you lean up to press your lips to his for a short kiss.

“My little cheerleader,” grinning nuzzling his nose against yours. “If I get you that little outfit, would you wear it for me?” though seeing you in his robe turns him on more than any stupid costume. Being a man of simple wants and desires, he’d rather see you naked with just his dog tags between your breasts.

This time you roll your eyes, “Not with all the extra padding I have it wouldn’t look right on me.”

Low growl leaving his chest as he squeezes you tightly, “Sweetheart you would make anything look good though I do have to agree it wouldn’t look right on you.” Seeing the flash of hurt Frankie rushes to explain himself, “Not that you wouldn’t look sexy as fuck just, I’d much rather you in my robe or better yet naked.” Tracing the pattern on your scrub top with the tip of his finger till it reached your neck, resting the callused palm on your soft skin.

Shivering at his words that fill your heart with love for this man, “Nice save stud,” resting your head back on his chest. Eyes closing, feeling his fingers brushing over your neck wondering how you got so lucky when there’s women and men out there that haven’t. Unwillingly the images from this afternoon filter through your mind making you squeeze Frankie tighter.

Sensing the shift in your demeanor, the way you’re holding him like a life preserver wrapped around a drowning man. He pulls back just a little to tip your chin up with two fingers, “What happened mi amor?” seeing unshed tears glistening in your eyes.

“Nothing,” single word muffled as you’ve buried your face back into his chest. Breathing in the scent of oil, lava soap and something that’s uniquely Frankie. It never fails to sooth your mind from the trouble, imagined and real.

Squeezing you closer, he uses the hands at your waist to help boost you to sit on the counter, parting your thighs and slipping between. Cupping your cheeks in callused palms so that your looking into his eyes, “Talk to me hermosa you know you can tell me anything.” Thoughts going back to one of the many reasons he and Felicia, the mother of Isabella, didn’t make it. Both refusing to talk about what’s really bothering them. He doesn’t want a return to that kind of life not with you and not with all the work he put in to change that part of him. “Remember you said we’d talk, and I have so it’s your turn baby.”

Knowing he’s right, a soft sigh leaves your lips, “A young woman came in this afternoon to the clinic, she’d…” swallowing hard at the visions filling your mind, remembering the cuts and bruises, the tears. “Her partner messed her up pretty bad, I tried to get her to press charges, but she wouldn’t. Simply saying it’s her fault, she should’ve listened instead of disobeying.” Eyes downcast as you remember your own mother’s fight against abuse at the hands of her husband. Those memories combined with today’s events trap you in your mind till warm lips press against your forehead. Strong arms cradle you against his chest, stroking your back in soothing circles.

“You did what you could mi alma, there wasn’t anything you could’ve said to change her mind, not till she’s ready. I know it brings the memories back and I’m so fucking sorry you and any woman or man has to go through that.” Moving just a fraction back to look into your eyes as your head raises, silent tears making little wet trails over your cheeks.

Leaning in to kiss the salty moisture away, catching the dull glint of a necklace under your shirt. Frankie reaches up to tug the warm metal from under the fabric, breath catching at finding his dog tags dangling at the bottom.

Bottom lip caught between your teeth, you look from the tags to Frankie, “They bring me comfort when you’re not around just like Isabella. I hadn’t meant to keep her up so late but having her lay on my chest while I read it kept the demons away.”

“Mi amor you never have to explain, it's why I gave you these in the first place,” though the explanation tugs at his heart just as he tugs at the dog tags. The feeling of home, of you and Isabella being here and his, a plan forming in his mind. He’s been a rambling man for so long, even while dating and almost marrying Felicia, but now with you in his arms he felt at home. “As for Isabella I’m more than sure she enjoyed laying on the mama to sleep,” soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I almost didn’t move her, but then I thought you wouldn’t get much sleep on that couch and your back would blame you in the morning.”

Melting at his words, the sweet look in his eyes makes you fall in love with Frankie all the more. “You are one amazing man you know that Francisco Morales?” Feeling the dog tags land back between your cloth covered breasts as his hands wrap around your waist to pull you closer to him.

“I’m just a man mi amor, there’s nothing amazing about me,” soft yelp leaving his lips when you give his side a pinch under his shirt. Rubbing the bruised skin, “What’s that for?” pout forming on his mouth.

“For thinking so little of yourself handsome, you know I don’t like it when you do that,” giving him a stern glance that turns soft under those pouting puppy dog eyes. You glance over his shoulder, seeing the microwave stopped a while ago and knowing he’s probably starved. “You need to eat but I’d warm that pizza up a little more before you do.” Moving just an inch you pull him back into a gentle kiss that’s nothing short of tooth rotten sweet and tender. Just little presses of your mouth to his, nipping a few times on his plush bottom lip before sucking lightly.

Pulling back just a little, “It’s dinner time can I have my dessert now?” mischief sparkling in those deep brown pools as his hands rub your thighs that surround his waist.

“I wouldn’t be much of a participant handsome,” once again guilt eats at your heart as a large yawn makes your mouth gap open and you stretch to work out the kinks in your muscles. “I know I promised…”

Leaning in to kiss you twice, “Don’t you worry about that sweetheart, we have tomorrow.”

“I know but you see my book boyfriend waits for me tomorrow and I can’t disappoint him,” giving Frankie a teasing smirk while slipping from the counter. His presence the salve to your wounded heart just as yours is to his. “Eat your dinner then come to bed, I wanna cuddle with my lover tonight.”

Tugging you into his arms, lips placed on your forehead, “One of these days that book boyfriend of yours will find himself kicked out of our house.” Chuckling, he drops a possessive hand on your ass to give the plump flesh a squeeze. “Those tags mean your taken by me,” reluctantly letting you go, watching with love struck eyes as you walk away.

“I’ll inform him of that baby,” turning you start for the bedroom, pausing at the door to look back and blow Frankie a kiss.

Twenty minutes later, a couple of slices of pizza and half a beer, Frankie goes around the house making sure everything is locked up and lights are off. Treading sock footed to the only source left, he pauses to check first on Isabella then head to your shared bedroom. Pausing at the doorway to watch you sleep, curled around his pillow, dressed in his robe from this morning. A deep love fills his heart one he thought would never find him not after all the bad he’d done, all the marks he tallied with every mission. Yet you’ve stayed taking up room in his heart making it so that he never wants to let you go.

With those thoughts in his mind, Frankie strips down to his boxers and slides into bed. Wrapping an arm around you, to pull you flush with his side. Soft sigh leaving your lips as you curl into him, draping a leg between his and an arm over his chest. Even in your sleep you manage to steal his breath and fall in love with you all over again.

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Golden sunlight filtered through the partly open curtains, bathing his features in soft yellow light. Dark brows smooth with sleep, arching over closed libs hiding those deep chocolate eyes you love so much. Lightly tracing the features of his face with the tips of your fingers, not wanting to wake him just yet having turned the alarm off after waking early. On your day off no less but getting to see Frankie like this peaceful, resting and without a care in the world made losing a little extra sleep worth it.

A smile tugs at the corners of your lips, fingers tracing over his features. The tip of your index finger gliding over his defined nose that you love to kiss, the crinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiles. Over cheeks especially the left with its dimple that appears every so often when he’s really happy normally when he’s staring at Isabella or you. That realization makes your heart hammer behind your ribs. Still wondering how you found this amazing man and more to the point how he could love someone like you.

Those thoughts become interrupted when he mumbles words you can’t quite make out but draws your eyes to those lush lips. Ones that speak words of love and devotion, kisses away the nightmares, brushes over Isabella’s forehead or yours. Lips that could make you cry out or gasp in pleasure the likes you’ve never felt before and speak the most filthiest of things into your ear. The very thought of how wicked they could be makes you tremble as you trace over them softly. Laughing quietly when they move against those fingers almost like it tickles feeling his mustache brush your fingers small giggle leaving you. Breath catching when you feel the little unconscious kiss he places. Almost like he’s awake but the steady rise and fall of his chest shows you differently.

Letting the breath you hold out to continue mapping his features. Brushing over the salt and pepper beard that graces his jawline in patches that you know he hates at times. Wanting it to fill in or darker in color like when he was younger. But you reassure him with kisses that you’ve grown to love his patchy facial hair and the color it’s become. Remembering the time, you told him that to you it’s a turn on and had to show him just what you meant. Smirking at that memory, your eyes trace lower for the moment over his pecs, the little slope of his tummy and down that dark trail of hair that slips under his boxers. Consciously licking your lips at the impressive morning wood he’s sporting tenting the black boxers encasing his lower body parts that aren’t covered by the thin sheet.

Reluctantly pulling your eyes away, knowing you’ll get to that point soon enough. Refocusing your attention’s to the strong column of his throat, tracing the veins till they disappear under his skin. Teasingly circling his nipples garnering a low moan from the man above you making a smirk appear even as your eyes dart up. Seeing he’s still asleep though his legs are starting to get a little restless, you glance down catching sight of the sheet slip a little lower. Fingers still dancing over his chest you turn back to your perusal of his body leaning in to place a soft kiss to the pebbled nipple closest to you.

Smiling when there’s a gasp that leaves his lips this time, though you don’t look instead moving lower to nuzzle into his tummy. One of your favorite parts of him, that he hates thinking he’s going soft in his old age. You’d argued with him, musing how he could dislike a part of his body that’s soft when you were soft all over. Thick thighs and waist, arms that still flap after you stopped waving, the body of a Rubenesque angel. The last memory making your smile fondly as Frankie told you that one afternoon lying in bed naked, drawing patterns over your skin much like you do now to him. You’d scoffed that turned into a moan of pleasure when his lips started worshipping your body. Mapping the valley’s and dimples you didn’t like, sliding his big body between your thighs to kiss and bite at your skin. Marking you that afternoon as his, reminding you how beautiful and desirable he sees you.

Only to return the favorite later that night ending the argument by reverently kissing and nipping each spot on his body, the scars, the softness, the strength he forgets that underlines his body. Even now you can’t stop yourself from placing a kiss to the center of his chest. Enjoying the sight of your lover spread out for you to devour. You don’t take your eyes off him while moving to lay between his legs. Robe parting to expose your breasts to his eyes when he wakes, and you know that’s coming soon. When you feel him twitch against your hand, the soft groan and movements of his restless body a dead giveaway.

Leaning down to nuzzle his length with your lips and nose, breathing in the musky woodsy scent of his body that has tingles dancing over your skin. Taking the cloth covered elastic band between your fingers to peel it back. Exposing the head of his cock jutting upward against the curls of his groin making you lick your lips. Tongue peeking out to lap at the pearl drop of precum that sits perfectly over the slit. Tasting his tangy musk of his essence, savoring that first little drop while peeling his boxer briefs lower over his muscular thighs. Carefully tugging them and pushing the sheet off his body while you wiggle down. Till the under garment gets tossed to the floor along with the bedsheet, his body bare to your glaze. Catching sight of his chest starting to rise and fall a little quicker now. Expressive eyes moving a little faster behind closer lids.

Licking your lips at the sight knowing you need to act quickly, or Frankie will wake and spoil your fun. Returning to your position, making sure the robe is still gaping open for his viewing pleasure. Leaning in to trace your lips over the underside of his thick shaft. More than average in girth and length the very thought of him inside you has your own thighs wanting to rub together for some kind of friction. But you remember this isn’t about you, it’s a repayment of pleasure he’s given you, of all the little things, the touches, kisses, the sweetness that is your Frankie. You want to repay him, no matter how many times he’s told you it’s not necessary. You want to show him heaven just as he’s done for you.

A grunt pulls you from the musing, tugging a smirk across your lips, burying them at the base of his shaft. Nibbling little kisses till you reach the red tinged head, tongue slipping out to flatten against the slit and drag across. Wrapping one hand that barely fits around the base placing him heavily on your tongue to circle your mouth and close around the tip. Sucking softly, tongue flicking quickly a few times, before widening your jaw and taking as much of his cock in.

Slightly gagging when he hits the back of your throat, and swallow. Full lips covering the shaft tightly while dragging your mouth up, and down hand pumps and twists the part you can’t fit. Bobbing slowly, grinning when a pair of callused hands come to cup the back of your head. Not pushing just resting trying to ground himself.

Spanish curses fly from his lips, “Mierda hermosa que la boca tuya se siente como el cielo,” back arching off the mattress, eyes flying open to stare down at you. Darkened with passion and desire, licking his lips as your own are wrapped around his throbbing cock. “Tan bueno para mí, mi amor.” (Fucking shit beautiful that mouth of yours feels like heaven.) (So good to me, my love.)

Head bobbing slowly, eyes locked with his, pulling up till just the head rests on your tongue, sucking lightly before letting go with a wet pop. “Morning handsome, sleep well?” smirking at the question, you drop one hand between his thighs to gently caress the slightly roughen skin of his balls. Testing the weight and giving a light squeeze before starting to massage each one in turn. Delighting when it pulls another puffing moan from his lips.

Words unable to form in answer to your teasing question though he knows you’re not truly asking for one just torturing him with that sexy morning voice. Fingers flexing on your head, massaging the scalp, a low groan vibrating through his chest, feeling the soft pressing of your lips on his shaft, accompanying with little nibbles and licks. Making his eyes roll back at the pleasure your giving him. It’s almost too much and not enough at the same time.

Making him sit up, reaching for you trying wrap his hands under your arms and pull you against him. But you’re a little quicker, anticipating his movements and reluctantly pulling away, letting his shaft go so you’re not in arms reach. Shaking your head and crawling back up his body, making sure to pause and place a kiss to the crown of his cock, his tummy which he tries to suck in. Straddling one thigh to let him feel how wet you’ve become from just giving him pleasure. Whimpering when that thigh flexes under you, moving up to brush against your tender dripping folds.

Shaking your head again, placing one hand on his chest to push him back into the pillows. Seeing the slight confusion in those soft chocolate eyes giving you the sweetest puppy look. That would normally have you melting in puddle of goo but not this time. Nope you had to stand your ground, “Won’t work Francisco,” leaning in to kiss him hungrily. Slipping your tongue into his mouth on a moan as he tastes himself in the warm cavern of your mouth. Tongues tangling, fingers carding through his hair to run blunt nails over his scalp. Feeling him twitch against your thigh making you smile into the kiss. Giving him two smaller kisses, “Now be a good boy and lay back for me while I show you heaven.”

Groaning at your words, and doing as you ask, though he gives the thigh between yours one more flex, rubbing your slick folds again just to see you pause in your movements. The way you shutter around him and gasp out. He itch’s to grab you, rolling you under him or better yet tossing that other leg over his hips and thrusting home. Filling you so sweetly, so fully to make you forget about anything and anyone but him. Itching to hear you moan his name, whimper when he hits that perfect spot inside your tight cunt. That never fails to make your eyes roll back, his name a prayer on your kiss swollen lips.

So, lost in his little fantasy that when you’ve made your way back down to his throbbing cock, he jumps at the first touch of your lips. Grunting as his hips jut off the mattress filling your mouth with his shaft. That makes Frankie curse, eyes rolling back when you suck on the crown, flicking that talented tongue over the slit and taking him back down. Placing both hands on his hips to hold him in place. Starting to fully bob up and down, tongue slithering around his shaft as little dribbles of spit slip from your lips wetting his skin.

Forcing himself to open his eyes and look down, to watch his angel, looking so sweet and pure devouring his cock so sinfully. Mumbled words of Spanish, and English leave his lips, eyes locking with yours. He moves one hand down to brush over your hollowed cheek, downward to sweep over your neck and wrap around the back of your sulk helping you move along his shaft. Lewd moans and whimpers escape his panting lips. Only breaking eye contact when he feels the soft fabric of his robe brushing his thighs.

What he finds nearly makes him cum right then, your soft breasts swaying, nipples peaked and begging for his attention. The soft swell of your tummy, the sight makes him whimper and press his head back against the pillows. “Hermosa please, so fucking good.”

When you pull off, using one hand to keep pumping his cock, twisting your wrist, giving little squeezes. Slick from your mouth and his dribbled essence, the wet sounds making his head spin in need. “Please what my love? Want me to stop?” Biting your bottom lip knowing he doesn’t but also knowing what he really wants.

“Fuck no,” low growl leaves his lips, head snapping up to stare at you. Eyes dropping to see the robe open even more your breasts spilling out making him lick his lips. Tracing an invisible path back to your desire darken eyes. Fingers giving his shaft another squeeze as they pump slower almost to a stop, though his hips have a mind of their own and thrust up into the circle of your fingers. He knows you want an answer he can’t seem to form right now with how innocent you look sitting there on your knees. Hand wrapped around his cock, all thought and blood surging to that one organ. Feeling the fading tingles up his spine, with the slacking of your movements.

The dissipating high he wants, needs to chase, has the words tumbling from his mouth. “Want you mi amor, want that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around my cock making me cum.” His filthy words make you whimper feeling your cunt tremble and squeeze around nothing. “Please,” last word coming out on a gasp when your hand starts to pick up pace.

Lowering yourself back between his legs, wrapping your mouth around him, starting a hard punishing pace that has his body bowing in pleasure. Hands gripping the sheets beneath you both, head pressing into the pillows show casing the thick tendons of his neck. Bolts of pleasure shooting through his veins he tries to raise up to watch but it’s all too much. Those tingles dancing up his spine, sac drawing up against his body your tongue swiftly swirling around his shaft with each bob of your head. Pressing one hand into his hip to keep you up right while the other works the part of him you can’t fit. Making sure to brush his sac each time your wrist moves down.

Humming at the taste flooding your buds, eyes closing in bliss with each word he mutters the way your name is flows from his parted panting lips. Like a prayer to God though this kind is something He might ignore. Knowing Frankie is getting closer to his release, seeing the sweat slick his forehead and coat his chest. Picking up the subtle change in his deep voice, hands grasping at the sheets knowing it would be you he’s holding on to if he’d been inside you. The way his body is shuttering around you, the quick throbbing of that vein you trace repeatedly wanting him to fall.

Pulling off with a lewd wet pop, “I’ve got you baby, let go for me I wanna taste you.” Moaning the words before wrapping your lips around the crown to suck harshly. Flattening your tongue on the underside while hollowing your cheeks again determined to draw his orgasm from his body.

Smirking up at him hearing the words falling from his sinful lips. “Shit, carajo tan bueno. I’m not gonna last cariño,” hips thrusting up as the first tangy bits of his release touches your tongue.

Humming happily while working quicker, hands and mouth working in tandem to make him lose control. Pleasure exploding behind his closed eyes, back arching off the bed as his control snaps. His essence flowing down your throat, and you take every bit you can swallowing around his sensitive shaft. Chest heaving, gasping for air to fill his lungs, body humming from his high. Another moan escaping, little twitches on your tongue as you pull off placing a sweet kiss to the crown before gently letting him go. Feeling his hands grabbing at you, pulling your up his body and crashing his mouth against yours.

Licking the remains of his orgasm from your lips and thrusting his tongue into the cavern of your mouth to tangle and taste. Holding your body against his, one hand goes between the two of you to start undoing the sash holding the robe only partly closed. Pulling the soft terry cloth knot free and pushing it off one of your shoulders. Fingers dancing over your heated soft skin while his mouth takes control of the kiss dragging a moan from the deepest part of your being. Your own hands clutching at the sheets under you, gasping when those callused fingers tug at a nipple. Soothing the pain with gentle circles, cupping the generous globe in his palm to give a squeeze.

Your body having a mind of its own, rocking against his, hips on either side of his waist as you lay over him. Shaking arms barely keep you up with hot desire flowing through your veins each brush and teasing touch of those skillful hands making you lose control, making you forget the position your in. Lungs burning in the best of ways making you gasp and break away. Resting your foreheads together, breathing in shared air, his hands having pulled the robe low as it’ll go with your arms pushed into the mattress. He flattens his hands on your back pressing you closer to draw his nose over your collarbone and neck. Running stubbled cheeks into the soft skin hearing you gasp that makes him smirk. Especially when he places his lips to your pulse flicking his tongue over the thumping vein drawing a whine from deep in your chest.

His other hand coming to join the party by cupping your breast bringing the heavy globe to his lips and nibbling on your pebbled nipple. Biting down just that side of pain he knows you love and sure enough another moan leaves your lips. Lower body rocking against his needing to find the delicious friction as you clit throbs in need, cunt clinching nothing and wanting him deep inside you.

Shrill alarm breaking the moment, making you groan in annoyance and dropping your head to his shoulder. Body shaking with need, breath escaping in small little gasps as his hands and mouth haven’t stopped working your body over. You gather enough strength to reach over and cut the offending piece of technology off tempted to toss it out the window. In favor of keeping Frankie in bed all day.

“Frankie,” name groaned as you raise up, pulling your chest away from his mouth, making him pout. Small giggle leaving your lips at how cute he looks, “You have to get ready for work baby.”

“Fuck work,” wrapping his arms around your back to hold you close and rolls the pair of you over so he’s hovering over you. “I rather much stay right here and take my time.” Staring into your eyes, his are smiling with those little crinkles at the corners. Reaching up to brush your fingers over the lines, he grabs your hand to bring it to his lips and kiss each finger. “If I remember rightly, I missed dessert last night,” smirking at your gasp when his a hand slip low brushing through your slick folds. “Well, I want it now.”

There’s a war going on inside you, caught between wanting those deliciously thick fingers inside you and conscious of the fact that the both of you need to get up to start the day. Once again, the opinions are taken from you as a little girl squeals in want from her room just a bit down the hall. This time it’s Frankie who groans while you giggle, pushing him from on top of you. To drop dramatically beside you, arm slung over his face.

“Don’t worry flyboy you’ll get your dessert,” patting his chest as you lean over to steal a quick kiss before getting up. Pausing at the bed, “Unless my book boyfriend takes up my time tonight.” Giggling, you move quickly to avoid his hands grabbing for you.

As he’s lunged up playfulness in his eyes though he tries to make them stern and annoyed, “He won’t get in my way of having my woman, hermosa.” Low teasing growl leaves his lips, feet landing on the floor as he stands to stalk towards you. Caught in his snare you take a step back feeling the cool wall against your skin having forgot to pull the robe over you. Shivering though not to from the air-conditioned cooled room, but from the feral look in those deep chocolate eyes that makes you clinch your thighs, whimpering softly. He stalks towards you, body on display for your eyes to roam and drool over wanting to take him up on that offer. A stray slice of golden light graces his form making him look like a Golden God in your eyes. That can’t seem to tear away from him, trapped but in a really good way, one that you don’t want to run from.

Caging you in with his hands on either side of your head, Frankie leans in, breath ghosting over your ear, “Trust me sweetheart I will make you forget all about that book boyfriend. I’ll make it so you can’t walk for a week and mark every inch of this gorgeous body that belongs to me.” Moving so that your eyes are locked, one hand dropping to wrap around your waist and pull your almost naked body against his. Draping a leg over his hip as he slides that large hand over your waist and down to cup your ass. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to remember your name then make love to you as you scream mine for the neighbors to hear.” Leaning in to brush his lips over yours with a tenderness that underscores the possessive tone, “You’re mine mi Vida, and I don’t share.”

Swallowing hard trying to gather what moisture you can as all of it seems to have headed south, dripping from your fluttering folds and pulsing clit. Hands wrapped around the back of his neck to hold on cause you’re sure the moment he lets you go you’ll melt into a puddle of sexually frustrated goo. “That’s,” licking your dry lips seeing him watch your tongue. Smirking inside at the knowledge you have the same power over him. “That’s a tall order my love you sure you’re up to the challenge?” teasingly stated while your fingers card through his curls giving a light tug. Mischief sparking in your eyes as an idea conjures up for tonight.

“You testing me hermosa?” seeing you nod, his eyes close another low growl this one sounding more dangerous than the last. Only serving to fuel your desire for him.

He’s such a contradiction, caught between sweet caring gentleman that holds your hand when you’re scared and opens the door for you. Kisses your forehead and makes his famous hot chocolate on those days you’re not feeling yourself. To a sexual beast who’s single desire is to make you cum as many times on his tongue, fingers and cock that he can draw out of you. Whispering the filthiest things in your ear, some as he blushes making him all the more adorably cute and sexy at the same time. Then back to the tender, humble man you fell in love with and couldn’t see yourself without.

Thoughts interrupted by a swat to your ass, reminding you to answer, “Yes flyboy, I wanna see if you can make good on those plans.”

“Don’t worry mi amor I’ll remind you,” leaning in to give you the sweetest, softest kiss you’ve ever had. Making your heart flutter with love. Pulling back, “Just make sure you know what you’re getting into,” carefully letting you go, making sure that your steady on your weak legs then stepping away. Giving you a soft smile before turning to head into the bathroom.

Licking your lips, “I hate to see you go Frankie baby but I fucking love to watch you leave.” Pushing away from the wall, retying the robe to cover your body you let your eyes linger on him for a moment longer then head to Isabella who’s jumping and fussing wanting up and breakfast.

Missing the hardy belly laugh that Frankie lets out at hearing your remark, shaking his head while starting the shower and getting ready for another day at work.

To Part Two

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