The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams

By the time I get home I am miserable again and frozen, having left my jacket at the store. I walk inside and the place is in darkness so I walk straight into the bathroom and take a scalding hot shower, trying to regain some feeling in my limbs. I thaw out and then stand under the hot spray, letting it wash away what I've just done as I go over in my head how I can tell Frank what I did. I step out of the shower and wrap the towel around my waist before walking to the bedroom and upon opening the door I see the dim room lit by candles and there are rose petals on the floor and Frank is kneeling in the middle of the bed waiting for me. I freeze for a second remembering the last time I stumbled into this situation Bert was proposing to me and I shake my head, clearing him from my mind before Frank stands up and slowly walks towards me. I open my mouth to say something but he reaches out and presses his finger to my lips, silencing me before leaning in and replacing his finger with his lips, sliding his hands up to tangle in my hair as he slides his tongue into my mouth. I kiss back, desperate for some kind of normality with him again and when we break apart for air he grabs my hand and leads me over to the bed, laying me down before climbing over me and resting his hands on the top of my towel. He looks into my eyes and I meet his gaze evenly before he slowly slides the towel off me and throws it on the floor, leaning down and pressing soft kisses all over my body, excluding my genitals. He kisses down my chest and stomach and across my hips before sliding down and kissing halfway up my inner thighs, working his way down my legs before trailing his way back up again. When he reaches my mouth again I lean up and seal our lips together, my dick starting to harden and Franks hand lightly brushes over it and he smiles at me. I slowly start to undress him and when we're both naked we kiss and gently trail our hands all over each other before Frank pulls back and whispers "You're so beautiful baby." I blush and shake my head and he smiles and nods his as he says "Yeah, you are. You're perfect" before he slides down and gently rubs his hands up the inside of my thighs, brushing over the bottom of my ass. I tense up for a second and his hands freeze until I tell myself to relax, this is my Frankie and I breathe out slowly and relax my muscles again. His hands grip my thighs and gently ease them up before he kisses the back of one and says "You say stop and I promise I will stop ok. I would never do anything you didn't want" before he leans in and starts pressing soft sucking kisses on my cheeks and around my hole before swiping his tongue over it. I twitch beneath him and groan softly and this encourages him and he starts lapping at my hole before he stops messing around and slides the tip of his tongue inside. I clench my hands in the sheets as I tense again and the pain I expect to hit me never comes and I relax again, Franks tongue stilling the whole time and he starts to slowly move it again. I relax right into it and before long I am moaning and tangling my fingers in his hair. After a few minutes he pulls away and rasps out "Would you like to go further?" I hesitate for a second before I nod my head and he smiles before reaching out for the lube he has laying nearby and he slicks up one finger before pressing it against my hole, not applying any pressure, just resting it there. "You sure babe?" He asks and I nod frantically and he slowly gently presses forward, just the tip of his finger inside me before stilling again and letting me collect myself. I pant hard a few times before I let my body talk for me and I push down against his finger, pushing him in a little deeper and he gets the hint and slides it all the way in before pulling back out and starting a slow steady rhythm. My breath hitches in my throat as I clench my eyes shut, trying to just focus on the feelings rather than the images my mind is flooding me with. I feel Frank pull out and I reach down and grab his wrist before pleading "Please don't stop." I feel his lips press against my inner thigh as his finger slides back in and I pry my eyes open again to see him kneeling up and watching my face as his finger works me open. After another minute I pant out "Another" and he meets my gaze as he adds a second finger. I moan out at the feeling when his fingertips brush my prostate and he smiles and keeps working that spot. Another few minutes go by and I am actually leaking and achingly hard so I whisper out "Please" and Frank understands what I need because he pulls out and grabs the lube, slicking himself up and slowly sliding his way inside me. I tense up at such a large intrusion but he leans over and cups my face in his hands, soothingly whispering to me "Hey it's me, it's alright" and I open my eyes again and instantly feel better, relaxing again and the slight pain I felt disappears. Frank starts a slow steady rhythm while he leans over and pulls me into his arms and I cling to him, desperate for the comfort as he makes love to me.
When Frank cums I tense up at the feeling of him striping my insides but it doesn't burn like last time and when he pulls out I feel it dribble out a little and it feels different to the blood from last time too. He leans in and sucks my dick into his mouth and a few seconds later I cum, flooding his mouth and he pulls back and swallows it down before leaning in and kissing me again. We lay side by side and cuddle for a while before I break the silence by saying "Thank you." Frank smiles and says "Anything for you babe" and I know we are ok again. After another few minutes Frank slides out of bed and says "How about I make you some dinner?" And I smile before sliding off the bed and pulling on my boxers and nothing else, finally having the confidence to not hide my body around Frank anymore and follow him into the kitchen, sitting at the bench and watching him cook with a smile on my face the whole time.

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