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

Frank and I spend the entire day in bed cuddled up together watching movies on his laptop, only leaving the bed to use the bathroom and get food. We only half watch the movies, constantly getting distracted by each other, both of us remaining naked under the covers and all it takes is one hand to skim across the others skin anywhere for it to turn into a heated make out session. We don't have sex, my ass way too sore for that kind of strenuous activity but we exchange hand jobs and blow jobs and we even grind against each other until we cum at one point. By late afternoon we are both spent, our lips slightly chapped and very swollen, our bodies sticky with the small traces of cum left behind from the hasty clean up jobs after each round and we are both covered in big black splotches from our necks down to our inner thighs, Franks hips riddled with hickies. We are laying side by side in bed, panting for breath after our latest round and I roll my head to look at Frank and smile wide. "I love you Frankie." Frank smiles softly and brings his hand up to gently cup my cheek. "I love you too baby." I lean in for another kiss, this one being just a short sweet peck on the lips before we both pull back again. "Thank you" I say after another few minutes of silence. "For what baby?" Frank asks looking slightly confused. "For making today so perfect, this has been one of the best days of my life. And for just.....for being with me and putting up with all my shit and for moving here for me and agreeing to marry me, hell agreeing to go out with me in the first place. You truly make my life so much better Frankie." Frank stares at me wide eyed before saying "Baby you don't need to thank me, if anything I should be thanking you. My life was missing something for so long and I had no idea what it was until I saw your beautiful face the first day we met and it hit me, it was missing you and every day we spend together you make my life truly worth living." I lay there just staring at him, my eyes going watery and when Frank notices his hand comes up to gently stroke my cheek again. "Don't cry baby, I hate to see you cry." I shake my head, "No, happy tears" I tell him and he smiles and leans in to press more soft kisses to my lips.

We both fall asleep early, exhausted from our long day so when we wake up the next morning it is really early and we still have three hours before we need to be ready to leave for work and school. I drag myself out of bed after sharing a soft slow good morning kiss with Frank, shivering as the cold air hits my still naked body when I step out from under the blankets. I quickly grab my clean uniform and some clean boxers and make my way to the bathroom, ignoring the painful throb in my lower back as I walk. I step into the hot shower and groan in relief, the heat helping warm me up but also helping to loosen my tense muscles. I let myself relax under the water, not bothering to wash myself just yet, just letting the hot water pour over me while I lean against the wall and close my eyes but a few seconds later the sound of the bathroom door opening startles me and I reopen my eyes, seeing Frank coming in carrying his work uniform. "Mind if I join you?" He asks and I smile and shake my head, holding my arms out as a gesture for him to come in and he drops his uniform on the bench beside mine and steps in, cuddling into my chest under the hot spray. "Fuck this is perfect" he groans out as his own eyes slip shut and I lean back further against the wall while I cuddle him close and we both just relax for another few minutes before pulling apart and washing ourselves. When we finally run out of hot water we reluctantly drag ourselves out of the shower and get dressed, our eyes wandering each other's bodies and we try to be sneaky about it but every time we catch each other we lock eyes and start to giggle. Once we're dressed and presentable, Frank helping to put makeup over the hickies high up on my neck, not needing it himself because I knew I shouldn't mark him too high up due to his job, we step out of the bathroom hand in hand, going to the kitchen to find something for breakfast. We search through the fridge and cupboards before deciding on pancakes and we work together to make them, me making the batter and Frank cooking. After we eat, both of us stealing from each other's plates inbetween syrupy kisses even though we have the exact same food, we tidy up our dishes, rinsing them off and stacking them to be washed properly later we head into the living room and turn on the tv, still having well over an hour before we should leave. We flip through channels until we find crappy kids cartoons and we settle on that, nothing overly good on at this time of the morning. "Baby" Frank starts after a few minutes of silence. "Yeah Frankie" I say to show I'm listening. "When do you want to get married? Like we haven't really picked a date or anything so...." He trails off and I turn my whole body towards him, a huge smile on my face.
"You're thinking about that?" "Well yeah I just..." He says looking embarrassed. I smile wider as I say "I think about it all the time" Frank looking relieved as he smiles too. "So what do you think?" "Well i thought it would be kinda cool if we did it on your birthday" I tell him and he stares at me shocked. "Really?" "Is that a dumb idea? I just thought it would be cool being halloween and all and I.....don't worry what were you thinking?" I ask and he smiles and says "Actually that does sound pretty cool. I hadn't really thought of when yet I was just wondering if we should talk about it." I nod before saying "Well how about Sunday we spend the whole day planning? We can think about what we want until then and then we can talk it out and decide what we really want?" "Yeah ok" Frank says, smiling his beautiful smile and I can't help but lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips. I intend for it to be a soft peck but when my lips touch his Frank presses into it and his tongue slides into my mouth and he lunges forward, knocking me back against the couch and climbing over me, lowering himself to lay on me while we kiss heatedly, making out on the couch.

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