You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

The next day I go back to school and afterwards work. By the time I get home I am exhausted, not used to so much physical activity but when I get home Frank is waiting for me with a big hug and dinner on the table. "Hey baby how was your day?" He asks and I let out a big yawn before saying "Tired Frankie." "Aww baby, come on lets eat and then you can take a nice hot relaxing shower and then we'll cuddle in bed, how does that sound?" I nod, letting him lead me to the table, sitting beside me and we eat while we make small talk about our day. When we're done Frank takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom, starting the shower for me before kissing my forehead and leaving again, tidying the dishes from dinner before coming back in and sitting on the closed toilet, waiting for me while I relax under the hot water. When I finally drag myself out and dry off I wrap the towel around my waist and we go into the bedroom, Frank settling on the bed while I reach for some pyjama pants. "Oh baby you have some bruises, are you alright?" I turn my head to try and see as I say "Where?" "On your butt." "Oh, I'm alright" I tell him and he smiles and pats the bed next to him. I pull on my pants and climb onto the bed, laying face down, burying my face in my pillow as I groan at the relief of not being on my feet anymore. "Aww baby" Frank coos at me before climbing over and sitting on the back of my thighs, reaching down and gently running his hands up and down my back before digging his fingers in and massaging. "Ohhh fuck Frankie, that feels so fucking good" I groan out and he chuckles as he keeps going, turning me into a boneless lump on the mattress. I let my eyes drift closed and I fall asleep while Franks fingers are still working my tired aching muscles.

The next morning I wake up and Frank isn't in bed next to me. I glance at the clock and see it's only 4.30 so I climb out of bed and stumble through the apartment and into the living room where the tv is playing a gory horror movie quietly. "Baby?" I call out softly to Frank who is laying on the couch staring at the tv. His head snaps up to look at me and he smiles weakly. "Hey gorgeous, what are you doing up?" "I rolled over to cuddle and you weren't there." "Oh sorry baby" he says as he slides back and lifts up his blanket and I rush over and climb onto the couch, laying down with him. He pulls the blanket over me and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest and pressing a soft kiss to my nose. "Are you ok?" I ask, worried about why he's out here and not in bed. "Yeah baby, just couldn't sleep that's all." I nod before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "You look a little pale, are you feeling alright?" Frank asks, his hand coming up to gently feel my forehead. "I'm ok" I tell him and he nods, leaning in to kiss me softly on the lips but I want more so I press forward and deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue past his lips. Frank immediately gets on board and kisses back, gently biting at my bottom lip while his crotch presses forward against mine. "Frankie" I groan into his mouth and he gently rolls us so I'm underneath him. "Baby I....hurt me Frankie" I plead and his eyes widen before he leans down and bites at my ear before growling out "What's the safe word?" "Red" I pant out and he nods before digging his nails into my sides, dragging them down and I groan softly as I shiver underneath him.

Notes

Sorry for my lack of updates I'm just going through some stuff and every time I tried to write this it came out dark and totally not how I wanted it