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l0sercat · 1 year
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My i ask wesker( i just love this dude) Ghostface, frank and deathslinger watching a survivor(they like the surv) wrestling another survivor for a item that they found on the ground
Killers react to survivors wrestle for a item
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Ghostface
"It's mine you fucker"
He snapped his head towards the direction he heard the voice
He went to see what happened
He paused then laughed
He started recording the whole thing laughing his ass off the whole time
Roots for you obviously
If it looks like your losing he will hit the other survivor
Wesker
Hears cursing
He makes his way over
His curiosity piqued
See's you and another survivors wrestling
He smirks and finds it very amusing
He will walk over to you
Slam the survivor into a wall and hand you the item, smiling
He's such a good boy ☺️💕
Frank
He went into a frenzy and rushed to where the auras (or whatever) were at
He then stopped dead in his tracks
A survivor putting you in a chokehold while you scratch their face and any exposed skin, drawing blood
He is confused why and steps in to get the survivor off you, downing them
When he finds out it's over an item he laughs in disbelief
DeathSlinger
He was walking around
And stumbled upon you on top of a survivor choking them with some rusty chains
He was alarmed
Where did you get the chains and why are you choking your comrade
After the survivor calls out for mercy you stop and grab a medkit
He legit scratches his head and blinks
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uhmbuhihi · 1 year
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The better version of Playboy.
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tiredmako · 1 year
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Hi! I was wondering could we get either a Frank Morrison or Ghostface x reader story where they’re in a relationship and they find out either Frank/Danny got injected with Blights serum.
Reader is then worried about him and rushes to try help him recover from the serums pain? And maybe the other killers seeing that being shocked that a survivor is caring for a killer. If that makes sense and isn’t too much!
Thank you 🤍
⭒kisses for my killer ~ frank morrison⭒
woahhhh sorry this took like forever to right... my play that im in is coming up and ive been pretty busy with that, but tech week is next week so ill be extra busy then but after im free for like!!! ever but anyways 2nd tumblr fic! woohoo ALSO! i had to do a ton of research on blight lore but it was super confusing but i promise i tried my best.... sorry if shes not perfect ;( also not proofread
the woods surrounding the survivor's campfire were dark and lonely. it was an ideal place for some sort of horrible crime- a child to get snatched up, a murder, or in this case, a betrayal.
whenever y/n wandered into the woods in hopes of ending up in ormond, they had a heavy pit in their stomach. if they were caught by another survivor- or worse, ended up in the wrong realm, they were done for. other survivors were already beginning to get suspicious about why they were sneaking out so much, and the lie of 'looking for offerings' was beginning to fail as they often came back with little to show for their long disappearance. if the other survivors found out why they were gone for so long, y/n would never live through another trial. y/n would forever have to keep their dirty little secret. no, not that secret. not the 'i left you on hook because i couldn't get to you in time' while in reality they were just too scared type of secret. a secret dirtier then that.
frank morrison. y/n being romantically involved with frank morrison was their dirtiest secret. a survivor and a killer. somebody who would spend eternity killing, and somebody who would be a victim to it all. not exactly the best pairing.
despite the... not so good circumstances, they still found their ways to love each other in secret. whether it be frank giving them the hatch or y/n helping him recover from a frenzy, they knew that no matter how small their action was it meant worlds to the other. such as in their last trial- they were with susie. after she'd massacred y/n's friends, she allowed them to hop into the hatch without a scratch on their skin. y/n knew for a fact that frank had something to do with this, which is why they'd decided to risk visiting ormond to say thank you. what they didn't expect, was to see frank before they'd even wandered out of the gloomy woods.
"frank?!" they yelped as he stumbled towards them.  his mask was long gone, and a panicked look was etched onto his face."are you okay? what happened?" he was limping and tripping over his own feet- clearly not in the best shape. he practically collapsed on top of them, y/n doing their best to hold him up.
"that stupid.." frank coughed violently as y/n began to slowly rub his back. "the fucking freak. blight. he tried to..." he leaned into them, gasping for breath. "experiment on me, or something." he'd ran away from the blight as fast as he could, but obviously had some disadvantages.
"what was it?"
"i don't know!" frank snapped, hugging them tightly. "fuck." he breathed out heavily. "i... sorry."
"no, frank, i'm so sorry..." they murmured, squeezing him tightly. "i don't know what to say, god that's so horrible." they gently rocked him. "you don't have to worry, though. he's not here, he can't hurt you. where were julie, susie, and joey?"
"they were in their own trials!" he gripped onto the back of their shirt tightly, allowing y/n to sit them both on the ground. his body was draped over theirs as they peppered kisses along his cheek and neck in an attempt to comfort him.
"well, he's not here anymore, okay? he can't touch you, i won't let him. i'll... beat him up, or something."
"you? you'll beat him up?" frank snickered, slowly beginning to calm down in their arms.
"or something like that." they rested their chin on his shoulder as he relaxed against them. "either way, you don't have to worry about him. you have a little team of people who'll keep you safe, yeah?"
"yeah, guess i do." frank paused, thinking for a minute. he squeezed them a bit tighter as he quietly spoke- his voice nearly silent. barely above a whisper. "i love you."
y/n smiled. "i love you more, frank."
off in the distance, joey, susie, and julie were watching in surprise. they knew from frank that him and y/n were in some sort of relationship, but the last thing the three of them expected was for y/n to be this... sweet on him. frank was a ruthless killer, yet here he was being cuddled and cooed at by a survivor. it was shocking to say the least, but in a sweet way. seeing that two victims of the entity were able to still find a light in the entity's realm filled the other three with some sort of... hope.
a hope for something better.
like + reblog for kisses <3
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aceviscontiswife · 1 year
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Dead by Daylight masterlist
Pictures 1 || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Pictures 2 || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Survivor’s Obsession || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Devil in Disguise… Or Not || Danny Johnson | 18+
You’re Mine || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Watching you, loving you || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Pity Kill || Danny Johnson
“I’m Sorry…” || Danny Johnson
Good Girl || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Late Night Visit || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+
Vibrating Panties || Multiple killers MDNI 18+
Killers Comforting You || Multiple killers
Crushing || Multiple Survivors
Truth or Dare || Multiple Killers
Killers with clingy FtM reader || Multiple Killers
Killers with flustered reader || Multiple Killers
Beneath the Mask || Survivor turned killer
Avoidance || Frank Morrison | MDNI 18+
Under Arrest || Jill Valentine | MDNI 18+
Hooked || Caleb Quinn | MDNI 18+
Hooked (2) || Caleb Quinn | MDNI 18+
Helping Hand || Bubba Sawyer
Starstruck || Ji-Woon Hak
Tickling Kink || Albert Wesker | MDNI 18+
Vamp!Wesker with Shy!Spanish Reader
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paralyca · 2 years
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Imma call you instead 😻
(Art by bxxyLegion on Twitter)
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maniacwithablog · 4 months
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Frank morrison from dbd!! <3. Thats the post. That's it.
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respirdal · 7 months
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the-blueish-trashcan · 7 months
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Click for quality and to read lore!
BHVR held a cosmetics contest a while ago and I gave it a shot. Didn't win anything obv, but I had fun designing it!
For those that can't read; It's a cosmetic for Frank named The Party Rocker, it comes with a blacklight-reactive mask and a red and blue butterfly knife. He doesn't quite match my personal design for Frank, but I was trying to keep it canon-friendly!
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menacetosocietyy · 1 year
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If you do not mind my request, I wonder how Joey and Frank from DbD asked male!reader out? (Separately or together are okay) And what would their daily life together look like as a couple?
I'm so sorry that it took me so long. There isn't much excuse for it so I really hope that you at least enjoy what I've written.
There is a clump of words with no spaces, so for anyone that struggles with reading those I put what it says in brackets afterwards!
THE PICTURES ARE NOT MINE, CREDIT TO THE OWNERS.
Joey:
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A bit romantic, and sheepish
Gets you some flowers and your favourite sweets, or favourite snacks if you don’t like sweets.
Shyly asks you while he is blushing. He took his mask off just for this.
“Y/N, I’ve uhh... I’ve had feelings for you for quite a while and… Iwasjustwonderingifyouwouldpossiblygooutwithme. It’s okay if not uhm… I hope this didn’t ruin our friendship-” (the big clump says: “I was just wondering if you would possibly go out with me.” He just says it super fast.).
You would have to cut him off from digging himself a hole because he’s so nervous and worried.
When you say yes, he has the BIGGEST smile, like a little kid on Christmas that got everything they asked for.
Will take you on the sweetest date, he listened to everything you said so he knows all your favourite things and had planned accordingly. 
It’s the most incredible date ever btw.
Such a caring boyfriend, a true simp.
Afterwards, if you guys don’t have a sleepover, he will take you home and with your consent, give you the softest, most loving kiss ever. You will have the wind knocked out of you and also become a simp.
Mutual simping proceeds.
If you do have a sleepover, at his place, he will lend you his clothes for you to wear. Cutest shit he has ever seen.
Idc if you're bigger than him, mans bought something in your size and made it smell like him, if you’re like me and allergic to cologne he just wore them until his smell was on ‘em. If not, he sprayed his cologne on them. Get fucked.
If you are a touchy person, you get ALL of the affection and cuddles while you guys watch movies or play games until you fall asleep.
If not, then you just watch movies or play games until you fall asleep. He will let you have your space because he is a respectful man.
We love this man.
The end.
PS: Makes some bomb-ass breakfast in the morning. Your favourite, obviously. The dude really did his research bc he didn’t wanna fuck it up.
Once y’all live together he’s a dream.
Will make breakfast for you both on the weekends so you can wake up to the smell of his immaculate cooking instead of the fire department (That will make sense soon).
On other mornings he would wake you up with kisses.
He makes sure to keep you out of the mess of his friend group because he doesn’t want you to get hurt.
I think he’s a decently neat person- like he’s not a clean freak but he’s not a messy person.
If you hated a chore he’d do it instead.
He’s just… thoughtful, and not afraid to show it.
Always makes sure you are absolutely okay with everything. Like what you’re going to eat, going out to do/buy, etc.
If you have a bad day he’d be the best listener. Hype you up, comfort you, and call you out gently where it’s needed. He’s the best.
Frank:
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Ah, this fucker.
So he isn’t great with emotions
Isn’t great with anything at all, tbh.
Him asking you out? Nah. He demands you go out with him.
“Hey, shithead. We’re going to dinner tonight at 7PM. I’m buying. Be ready.”
No, you don’t have a say in this, in case you’re wondering.
He also did his research, but won’t admit it.
He throws in some stuff to make it seem like he totally wasn’t planning this whole thing for a week, no not at all. (Sarcasm)
Is anxiously making sure you’re enjoying yourself, but play it off because he totally gives no fucks noo not at all. (Sarcasm x2)
Grunts and looks away at any kind of affection you show him, he’s hiding his blush, dw.
VERY jealous if anyone even so much dares to look at you the wrong way. Will kiss you hard on the mouth and make eye contact with them. 
Will walk you away from them with his arm around you or just whatever you’re comfortable with (Ass preferably)
You’d have a wonderful date with him, and afterwards, it would be nearly midnight because he just wouldn’t want to let you go. But don’t let him know that you know that.
Or do, watch him get flustered and deny it. It’s funny.
Would “casually” invite you for a sleepover, like he doesn’t care or whatever (Say yes. It’s the correct answer.)
So, since you said yes, the sleepover would likely be at your place, ngl.
Would probably borrow your clothes. He looks great in them, very attractive. Menace approved.
Call him cute, he will blush and tell you to shut the fuck up.
You guys would spend the night with you underneath his arm while on the couch.
I don’t think he’s the super touchy type but he does enjoy some cuddles.
If you’re not super touchy then that's perfect! You guys can just vibe on the couch while you watch shitty horror movies (or whatever you’d like to watch).
In the morning he’d try to surprise you with breakfast which results in him: nearly burning your house down, and then telling you that you should be grateful for the burnt toast he made. He is an awful cook. 
He will pay for any damages, dw.
Once you guys settle in together, have a home together and all that jazz I think he wouldn’t change much.
Occasionally waking you up with your local fire department at your door. The usual.
He’s mostly cuddly at night, he enjoys holding you while he sleeps.
Or the other way around but he will never outright admit he likes being the little spoon sometimes.
He’s the type to randomly buy you a gift since he’s absolutely dogshit with words.
Looked at an expensive wristwatch for a little too long?
Whoops, it’s on your dresser a few days later.
Don’t ask if he paid for it, there’s a 50/50 chance of him having just stolen it.
Flynn Rider wannabe lookin’ ass.
Anyway, he’s not the most expressive, a very angry man, and can’t admit that he’s soft for you BUT- he is thoughtful.
Will make sure that if you have any pet peeves he doesn’t bother them- like let's say you hate a messy house? Well, he is a walking dumpster fire but he will begin to clean up after himself more. Not completely- but more.
He’s not the greatest listener and I do believe that if he was in a bad mood he would definitely brush you off or accidentally take it out on you, but if you had a bad day and he wasn’t in one of his moods he would listen. He’s not as good as Joey but he tries. He’d probably ask outright what you needed.
He’d also be not so great/gentle at calling you out.
Would probably ask if you need the person bothering you to “disappear”.
Give points where they’re due.
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franks-mixtape · 1 year
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//Mun Luke: I just wanted to share this AMAZING art piece that my friend Ray drew for me!!! I fucking ADORE it!! It turned out so good and I really really love how my Frank looks in it ;A; Ray really is insanely talented and her art is SO good... LOOK AT HOW PRETTY THE BOY IS AHHHHH//
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l0sercat · 7 months
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I'm not arguing with a man who's tall, thick, strong, and wears a mask. Like whatever you say gorgeous 😍🥰
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ebonyan-meori · 15 days
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guess what
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venompeach · 1 year
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-revs chainsaw- I love you too, baby!
Inspo and reference: juliet starling from lollipop chainsaw
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aceviscontiswife · 1 year
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Avoidance - Frank Morrison
Frank’s been avoiding you, and you decide it’s time to figure out why.
Warnings: MDNI, pre-established relationship, masturbation, bottom!Frank, virgin!Frank, afab reader, overstimulation, edging, scratching until blood.
THIS HAS BEEN EDITED TO FIX ANY MISTAKES.
You hadn't seen Frank in forever. Every time you went to Ormond to see if he was there, you were always told he was in a trial. You hadn't even seen him in a trial. Usually the entity would put the pair of you together in hopes of tearing your relationship apart, but it had never worked. Frank refused to hurt you—to kill you. 
Susie had warned you that Frank was acting different; isolating himself, snapping at his friends, and fighting the other killers more than usual. You were starting to get worried, very worried. Sometimes the entity would hurt killers and survivors, both mentally and physically, a pit of dread developing in your gut at the thought of Frank being hurt. 
You loved Frank, and you knew he loved you too, but it was not normal for him to avoid you. He was clingy. He snuck to your cabin any chance he could get just for your attention. You had to find him, there was no chance in hell that you'd wait for him any longer. You knew there was one way you could get to see him—an offering, whether it be a shroud or a bouquet of the realms rarest flowers. Yes, you'd have to go through many grueling trials to make up for an offering such as this, but you were willing to do anything to see what was wrong with Frank. 
There was a spare shroud in your shack, you grabbed the shabby, ruined cloth and left your shack, headed for the survivors' campfire. You weren't too concerned about other survivors questioning you, after all, you had some... dark secrets against most of them. You could see the faint glow of the fire, beginning to wonder what you would say to Frank when you saw him. You wanted to be mad, you really did, but you were more worried that something had happened. 
Maybe Julie had started something again? They had broken up a few weeks prior to being taken by the entity, and Julie never really seemed to get over Frank. She would lash out at you and him, her anger stemmed by jealousy. Julie was learning to accept that you were who he wanted, but tensions were still high with her. A part of your brain tried to convince you that was what had happened, but you couldn't believe it. If anything, Frank would've told you if Julie had done something. 
Upon reaching the campfire you spot Nea, staring off into the fire, seemingly deep in thought. You knew she wouldn't care, so you stepped up to the fire and dropped the shroud into it, making your request known: 
"I want to see Frank. Let me see him." A black fog pooled around your feet, the entity's eerie whispers flooding your ears. The fog rose, and soon your vision went dark. You could only hope that this was your request being fulfilled... 
Your eyes shoot open, your shaking hands reaching up to wipe... snow off of your face. You were laying a few feet away from the resort, surrounded by snow and harsh winds, but not cold. You stand up, brushing any remaining snow off of you before stepping inside of the resort. There was no one inside, the place was completely empty. You grew a little frustrated upon not seeing Frank, but you knew he was here somewhere. The entity wouldn't send you to his realm if no one was there, that would just be stupid. 
You were looking around the bottom floor of the resort when you heard a thud from upstairs, followed with a string of curses from a voice you immediately recognized. It was Frank, and he sounded pissed. You quickly began making your way upstairs, jogging to his room. You could hear him cussing and grunting from behind the door, then silence. After a few seconds you heard him sigh, curse quietly, and let out a hushed whisper of your name. Becoming worried that he might be hurt (like the innocent soul you are), you shove the door open and barge into his room. 
Upon entering, your eyes went wide and your cheeks burned red as you saw Frank lying on his bed, pants down and fisting his cock at a brutal pace. He stopped immediately when he noticed you, sitting up and trying his best to cover himself, but you had already seen everything. 
Is this why he was avoiding you? Because he was... horny? Frank struggled for words, his jacket that had been tossed over his lap doing nothing to suppress the raging boner he still had. You take a step towards him, resting your hands on your hips. 
"Is this why you've been avoiding me?" You ask, pointing towards Frank's erection. You'd never seen him this flustered, a sudden surge of dominance flooding through your system. You could tell his boner was beginning to make him uncomfortable as it pressed against his jacket. He was squirming, his fingers digging into his thighs. Frank rolls his eyes, leaning back against the bed frame. "I didn't know how to tell you, Y/n." 
"I know how you could. That is, if you want any help with that issue of yours." Frank groans, running a hand through his hair. "Fuck, baby. I- I've never even-..." Frank stops talking, furrowing his brows as his gaze dropped to his covered lap. You couldn't help but chuckle lightly as you realized what Frank was trying to say.
He's a virgin. You didn't expect it, but it didn't phase you. If Frank wanted you to be his first then you'd be more than happy to. "I get it, don't worry. You want me to change that?" Your gaze locked onto his, his dark brown eyes staring deep into your e/c orbs. Frank nods, beckoning for you to come closer. "I need words, Frankie." 
"Fuck yes, baby. I need this, Y/n." You were now at the edge of the bed, your hand resting inches away from Frank's leg. "Can you move the jacket? I'm sure it's uncomfortable." Frank does as you ask, quickly tossing the jacket aside to expose his dick. He was quite a bit above average with a lot of girth, precum leaked from his slit and trailed down a sensitive-looking vein. Frank felt a surge of confidence wash through him as he watched you stare at his dick, his hand reaching up to cup your face.
"Touch me, Y/n." Frank pulls your head down until your lips were ghosting his, your cunt throbbing with each hot breath that hit your cheek. You smash your lips against his, your hands exploring his body. You deepen the kiss, your fingers brushing over his nipples. You graze your teeth over his bottom lip, Frank smirking against your lips; his staying sealed shut. He was teasing you, but it wouldn't last long. You tangle a hand in his hair, tugging on the messy brown hairs and earning a groan from Frank. 
Using that as your time to strike, your tongue slides into his mouth and fights for dominance against Frank's pierced tongue. The hand that had been stimulating his nipples travels down his chest, stopping just at his waist. He was lean, scars littering his chest and legs. He had some hair, and a few moles on his chest and thighs.
You break the steamy make-out session, chuckling at the confused expression on Frank's face. "You're positive you want this, right?" You ask once more, waiting for the brunettes consent before you continued. 
"I'm sure, Y/n. This feels so good. Please, keep going." You nod, stepping away from the bed. "Wha-"
"Relax, Frankie. I'm just taking my clothes off. Don't you think it's a little unfair that you're naked while I'm still fully clothed?" You were quick to discard your shirt, tossing it aside. Frank's eyes were locked onto your chest, those deep brown irises practically begging you to take your bra off. You comply, unsnapping the garment and letting it fall to the floor; your chest completely exposed for Frank. "Holy shit..." Your nipples were rock hard, Frank staring at them. A lustful gaze was in his eyes as his cock twitched. 
"I need you so bad, baby." Frank's deep, husky voice pleaded. Your panties were soaked, Frank's piercing gaze and obvious lust had sent your body into a frenzy. Your clit throbbed for attention, your pussy clenching around nothing with each plead that left Frank's mouth. You gave into his begs, discarding your pants and underwear as quickly as you could. Upon seeing your body, Frank tosses his head back and lets out a groan. He needs and he needs you now. You step up to the bed, your knees colliding against the soft mattress. You were positioned by Frank's waist, your fingers tracing a scar that ran along his hip. He shivered under your touch, wiggling his hips in an attempt to bring some relief to his aching cock. 
“Patience, Frankie. Don't get in too over your head." You shot the killer a wink, earning a scoff from him. "Just touch me already, Y/n." Precum was leaking from the tip of Frank’s cock, and from simply looking at his dick you could tell it was throbbing. He looked as if he might explode if you don't touch him soon, so, with a sly chuckle you ask for one simple favor: "Beg." 
 “What?" 
“You heard me, love. I'll fuck you 'till you pass out... if you beg for it." Frank rolls his eyes at your demand, but the primal need to be claimed by you was far too strong for him to quit now. So, with a playful scoff, Frank complies. 
“Fuck, please... Y/n, you don't get it, please I need you! Fuck me, take my virginity, please! Please, please, ple- AHHH~!" You interrupt Frank's pleads by running your finger up a vein on Frank's cock, your other hand moving down to cup his balls. He screamed out in pleasure, his sensitive cock leaking with precum as your fingers reached his slit. You gathered some of the liquid onto your index finger, sticking the digit into your mouth and sucking it clean. Frank continued to moan loudly as the hand focusing on his balls moved up, wrapping around his dick. 
“Didn't take you for a screamer, Frankie. You feel good?" The brunette struggled for a response as your hand began slowly pumping his cock. "Y-Yes! So good!" His submission shocked you, seconds ago he was demanding that you touch him and now he was begging for you to keep going. His head was tossed back onto his pillows, his bandaged hands gripping the covers with such force that you were sure he'd rip them.
You start pumping his shaft faster, drawing a cacophony of moans from him. Frank’s back arched, hips bucking up into your hand. He was desperate for more, desperate to cum. You jerked his cock, digging your nails into his thighs to add a bit of pain to his pleasure. Frank seemed to love it, moaning loudly each time your nails drug down his thigh. 
You were resisting the urge to touch yourself, trying to keep your focus on Frank. You wanted nothing more than to fuck him, to feel the tip of his dick hit your cervix, for his cum to fill you to the brim. The thoughts of fucking him senseless were enough to make you moan quietly, picking up the pace of your hand until you were going at about the pace Frank had been when you had caught him. Frank tossed his head back onto the pillows, slapping his hand over his mouth to muffle his cries. You grab his wrist with your free hand, pinning his hand above his head. 
“No one's here, love. Let me hear those pretty sounds." Frank whimpers, his eyes screwed shut as pleasure surged through him. He could feel his end approaching, warning you inbetween moans. You simply chuckle and shake your head, letting go of his wrist to play with his nipples again. You pinch at them before digging your nails into his chest and dragging them down, producing the loudest scream yet from Frank. Blood instantly pooled from the scratches, not much, but still enough to where it trailed down his chest. 
I- ah, I'm cumming! F-Fuck, I love you so- hah, so much!" Frank's end came not long after his declaration of love, his hot cum squirting all over your fist and arm. He came with a scream of your name, slumping into the bed. He was panting heavily, his cock still rock hard. You pump his shaft through his high, relishing in the whimpers that left him as you picked up the pace again. 
“So sensitive, baby, please... 's too much!" You lean down, chuckling before planting a kiss on Frank's slit. You were desperate to be fucked, you didn't know how much longer you could wait. You take your hand away, evoking a whine from Frank. 
“I love you too, Frankie. I'm gonna make you feel so good." Frank nods eagerly, his vision blurry from the amount of pleasure his cock still felt. You brush your fingers over the scratches on Frank's chest, positioning your entrance over his cock before sinking down onto him. Frank let's out a yell and grabs your wrist, his back arching. "Fuck! Yes!" His cock twitched inside of you, already close and you had just started. 
“Don't cum yet, baby. Let me fuck you real good first." Frank's eyes well with tears as you bounce on his overstimulated cock. He was trying so hard not to cum already, his hand gripping your wrist with so much force you we're surprised it hadn't cracked. You adjust your leg, his dick sinking deeper into you. A moan escapes your lips, and you could've sworn you saw Frank's heart skip a beat upon hearing the sound. 
The tip of Frank's cock hit your cervix with each thrust, your moans now louder as you felt the familiar knot in your stomach begin to form. Frank was grabbing onto anything he could, bucking his hips up into you with reckless abandon. He was louder than you ever thought he'd be, screaming your name along with a string of curses as he tried desperately to make you feel as good as he does. You bury your face in Frank's neck, biting and sucking on a patch of freckles that resided just beside his tattoo. Your chest bumped against his occasionally, the blood from his scratches staining the top of your breasts. 
You were close, and you knew Frank was too. "Do you wanna cum, baby boy?” You ask, your voice breathy and words interrupted with moans. Frank nods, letting out a weak yes in between moans. He'd been edging himself for as long as he could, the need to finish becoming more urgent with each passing second. "Cum with me, Frankie. Fuck... Cum with me!" You pant out. Frank grabs your hips, thrusting up into you as hard as he could. 
Your walls clench around his cock as you cum with a scream of his name, Frank’s release coming mere seconds after yours. His hips stilled in the air, his cum filling you to the brim. Frank's mouth was open in an o shape, a silent scream leaving him as his legs shook from the force of his climax. Once you had both come down from your high, Frank lowers back down onto the bed, his hands falling to his sides; head empty. 
You get off of him, a mixture of both you and Frank's cum dripping out of you. You were both exhausted, Frank especially. Cum was leaking out of your hole, surely staining Frank's bed, but he didn't care. Frank opens his arms, allowing you to cuddle up to his chest—still covered in dried blood and scratches, before setting them down again. His left hand tangled itself in your hair, his fingers combing through your h/c locks. 
“Was I okay? Did I hurt you?" Frank asks, concern lacing his voice. You chuckle, shaking your head. "You were great, Frankie. Best I've ever had. And if anything, I'm the one who hurt you." You point out, gesturing to the cuts that littered his chest and thighs. "I thought it felt nice, baby. You're not like...upset that I'm a virgin, are you?" You look up at him, your e/c eyes meeting those sweet brown irises.
“Why would I be upset? If anything I'm glad I got to be your first. Julie's a bitch, she didn’t deserve to be your first.” Frank laughs, shaking his head. “You know I love you more than I'd ever loved her, right?” You smile, his words nearly causing your heart to do a flip as you kiss his chest. Frank had a goofy smile that you wanted nothing more than to kiss off of him, his dimples brainwashing you. He was adorable. 
“I love you too, Frankie."
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Okay!!! Sorry this took forever, I really hope you enjoy! I haven’t met many Frank simps, but I’m honestly down bad for him (it’s the mask). Love ya!
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cheyrose-13 · 11 months
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Introducing Frank Morrison,
THE LEGION
Susie Coming Soon :)
Need to add a new strap on the back of the mask whajwhjw D: it's really heavy
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