You're Beautiful To Me

The rest of the afternoon passes and Frank still doesn't come home. The kids wake up from their nap and I go through the usual routine with them, giving them dinner and a bath before letting them play for a while and then giving them both a bottle and story time. They're both finally asleep in bed and Frank still hasn't come back so I grab my phone and try calling him again, the phone ringing twice before cutting out to his voicemail and I don't bother leaving another message, just hanging up and throwing the phone onto the bed. I take a seat on the edge of the bed, wondering what I'm meant to do now and I decide to just take a shower and go to bed, unsure if I'll be able to sleep but feeling exhausted. I go into the bathroom and start the shower, stripping down and stepping under the hot spray and I feel my body start to relax, the hot water making me feel better and by the time I get out I feel amazing physically but emotionally I'm right on the edge of tears again. I dry myself off when I step out before wrapping the towel around my waist and on my way to the bedroom I step into the kids room and check on them, both of them sleeping deeply and I tiptoe over and pull their covers back up, Miles having kicked his off completely before sneaking back out again and when I get to the bedroom Frank still hasn't come back and still hasn't called. I sigh to myself as I drop my towel on the floor, grabbing a pair of pyjama pants and pulling them on before I climb into bed, running my hand through my still damp hair as I settle down under the covers and curl up on my side, staring at our wedding picture on the dresser across the room in the limited lighting from the lamp beside the bed until my eyes start to feel heavy and they eventually slip closed, unconsciousness taking me under.

I wake up a few hours later to crying and I glance over at the clock, seeing it's 2.30 in the morning and Franks side of the bed is still empty. I bite down on my bottom lip to keep it from trembling as I drag myself out of bed and stumble down the hall to the kids room where I find Miles sitting in his crib crying and I quickly cross the room and pick him up, not wanting him to wake Anna and once he's secured against my chest he buries his face against my collarbone and sobs out "Dada." "Yeah baby daddy's got you. What's up huh?" I say softly as I gently bounce him, one hand sliding up to pull his pants and diaper out a little at the back to check him and I find that he's wet and needs a change. I step over and gently lay him back on the change table, reaching out to grab his dinosaur and once it's in his hands he quietens down and starts waving it around while I change his diaper, pulling his pants back up before I scoop him back up into my arms and he drop the dinosaur and snuggles against my bare chest. "There we go, isn't that much better" I say softly and Miles lets out a small contented noise as I take him out into the kitchen, flicking the light on and Miles buries his face in my neck to shield his eyes. I smile to myself as I move around and make him a small bottle of warm milk and when it's done I check the temperature before flicking the light off again and walking down the hall to my room, laying back in bed with Miles as I offer him the bottle which he eagerly starts sucking on, drinking all the milk as his eyes slip closed and when he's done he lets out a small burp and curls further into my chest before going still and his breathing evens out.

After I put Miles back in his crib I go back to bed, grabbing my phone off the bedside table and seeing it's now just after 3am and still no word from Frank. I try calling him again, the phone ringing several times before going to his voicemail and I leave just one word, a very shaky "Please" before hanging up again. I sit the phone back on the bedside table and curl up again, closing my eyes and praying for sleep but half an hour later I'm still wide awake and I'm just about to get up and do something rather than just laying here when I hear a loud click followed by a muffled bang and I jump, feeling scared before I realise that it's probably just Frank coming home, atleast I hope it is so I climb out of bed and quietly wander down the hall, leaving the lights off and when I turn towards the front door I see Frank facing it, relocking it before he turns to face me, jumping when he sees me before he curses "Fuck Gerard what are you doing? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I hang my head, Frank clearly still upset with me, before I turn and start walking back towards the bedroom but I only make it three steps before Franks hands are on me, one gripping my shoulder and urging me to turn around and when I do his face is just an inch from mine, his eyes burning right into mine and I so badly want to kiss him but I remain still, knowing he'll probably push me away. We stay just staring into each other's eyes for a few long seconds before Frank lunges forward and smashes his lips to mine, his tongue forcing it's way between my lips and I open up for him immediately, pressing into the kiss and kissing back as my arms slide up around the back of his neck, Franks hands sliding down my sides and around over my ass before he grips the back of my thighs and picks me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he starts walking us down the hall to the bedroom. As soon as my back hits the mattress I slide my hands down and start tugging Franks shirt off, his hands going for my only article of clothing, my pyjama pants and once his shirt is on the floor I lift my hips and let him remove my pants, my hands trailing down his chest to start working on his belt, our heated kiss only breaking long enough to gasp in air before we're kissing again. I get Franks pants open and pulled down to mid thigh, his rock hard dick springing free of it's confines and Frank pulls himself away from me to stand off the bed, kicking off his shoes and removing his pants before grabbing a condom and some lube and taking his place between my open legs again. Once Franks lips meet mine again things move quick and before I know it Frank has three slicked up fingers buried deep inside me, working my prostate relentlessly while I open the condom with shaky hands, rolling it down onto his dick as I let out needy moans and groans into his mouth, my own dick leaking so much precum I can feel it running down my length. "Please" I pant out as I turn my head to the side, breaking the kiss to gasp for a proper lungful of air and Frank dives in and starts licking and sucking at my exposed neck as he says "Please what?" "Please fuck me, need your dick baby please." Frank pulls his face from my neck, a smug smirk on his face as he slides his fingers from me and he reaches down and strokes himself a few times before guiding the head of his dick to me stretched out hole, teasingly pushing against the muscles but not hard enough to actually sink in and I wrap my legs around his waist, exposing myself even more to him as I press my heels against his lower back and push him inside me, letting out a deep drawn out moan. "So fucking needy" Frank pants out as he thrusts his hips forward and slides his way fully inside me. "Ohhh god yeah Frankie" I pant out as his dick slams straight into my prostate and Frank smirks smugly as he pulls back and snaps his hips forward again, my hands clenched in the sheets as I throw my head back, my eyes clenched shut as I let out another moan. "Open your eyes baby" Frank pants out and I force them open again, Franks face hovering right above mine and I slide my arms up around his neck, my eyes locking with his as he says "Want you to know who's fucking you, want you to remember I'm the only one who can make you feel this way." "Ohhh only you Frankie, only want your cock buried deep inside me" I groan back and Frank lets out a small growl as he slides his hands down to rest under my lower back as he kneels up, taking me with him, his thrusts stopping as he climbs off the bed and crosses over to the wall, slamming my back into it as he starts thrusting again, fucking me hard and fast as I cling to him, his dick pounding into my prostate and I'm so close to cumming I can practically taste it. "Frankie....Ohhh Frankie" I pant out, unable to form a sentence but Frank seems to know what I need as he slides a hand between us and starts stroking me in time with his thrusts and I lean in and bury my face in his neck as I feel my orgasm take over, screaming into his skin as I cum hard all over his hand and our stomachs and as my muscles clench around his dick I feel it twitch and pulse inside me and I know Franks cumming too, his knees buckling beneath us and my back slides down the wall as Frank collapses to his knees, both of us a panting mess, covered in sweat and cum as we cling to each other, gasping in air as we try to regain our breath.

Notes

So we've reached chapter one hundred and I was wondering...are my fics too long? Almost all my fics are over 100 chapters and I would like to know if it's annoying for you guys to have to read so much