Where's your heart?

The next morning I wake up to Frank laying face down beside me, letting out soft snores and sniffles in his sleep and when I glance down I see one of his hands clenched around my shirt, his grip very loose as he sleep but I suspect at one point he was holding on as tight as he could and in that moment I decide not to go anywhere, relaxing back against my pillow and letting my eyes slip closed again as I wait for him to wake up. A short while later I feel Frank stir beside me and when I open my eyes again I see him just starting to wake up, his fingers twitching around the fabric of my shirt before he rolls over onto his side again and opens his eyes. "Hi" he says softly, sounding upset and unsure and I roll onto my side to face him, his hand letting go of my shirt as I bring one hand up to cup his cheek. "Hi" I whisper back, my thumb gently stroking back and forth across his skin. "I'm so....." Frank starts but I cut him off by sliding my hand down and pressing my index finger over his mouth. "When we first met I really liked you and I was scared about what that meant and how a relationship with you could work. I was scared for a long time but you stuck with me and showed me that it was going to be ok and then all this happened and it became clear that it wasn't going to be ok and some of the things I was scared of in the beginning I was right to be scared about. I love you Frank, but right now that scares me too and I don't know how this could ever work out" I tell him, voicing my concerns and Franks eyes are swollen with uncried tears again by the end. "Please don't say that" Frank chokes out, his voice barely audible and he barely gets it all out before his control breaks and he starts sobbing, my arms sliding around to pull him to me and I hold him close as he cries, gently stroking his back as I wonder what the hell we're going to do.

A few hours later Frank has managed to pull himself together again and he is in the living room watching tv while I sit in the spare room on the couch in there and draw, needing an outlet as my mind continues to race about what's going to happen between Frank and I, having promised him earlier I wouldn't do anything rash and we could try and work on it. I'm almost finished with my sketch when Frank wanders into the room and hesitates by the door for a few seconds before making his way over to sit beside me. I sit my sketch pad aside and turn to look at him and Frank leans over against me before saying "Do you wanna maybe watch a movie or something?" "Sure" I tell him, both of us standing and I reach down and take Franks hand in mine, making him smile so wide, as we make our way out into the living room where Frank picks a movie and puts it in before joining me on the couch, turning the lights out on his way so the room is only dimly lit from the small amount of sunlight peaking around the edges of the blinds and the light from the tv.

Twenty minutes into the movie Frank has tucked his feet up and is curled into my side, his head resting on my shoulder and I have my arm wrapped around his waist and I feel his body relax further and further against mine as I snake my hand up under his shirt a little, my fingers gently stroking back and forth against his skin. A few more minutes go by and I'm no longer really focused on the movie, just watching Frank in the dim lighting and while he looks slightly frightened by the scary movie he picked he also looks a lot happier than he was last night and this morning and I can't deny how beautiful he is and how he makes me feel. I vaguely register the intense music coming from the tv, usually an indicator that a scare is coming up and as I slowly lean down and skim my nose along the side of Franks hair, my lips sliding across his temple a little before pressing a soft kiss a scream erupts from the tv and Frank jolts, jumping both from the scare and the shock of my touch before he slumps back against me and let's out a small giggle. "You frightened me" he admits, another giggle escaping him as he turns his head to look up at my face and as he does I bring my hand up from his side and cup his chin, using my grip to tilt his head just a little more and then hold him in place as I lean in and press my lips to his, moving them soft and slow and Frank immediately melts into it, shifting around so he's in a better position as he kisses back and a moment later he shifts again and climbs into my lap, straddling my legs as his arms wrap around my neck, his lips never leaving mine and the kiss remaining soft and sweet.

Frank and I continue to kiss for what feels like hours, his hands continually playing with my hair and mine sliding down to rest against his lower back, slipping under his shirt so I can touch his skin but neither of us push for anything more and the next time Frank pulls back for air I lean in and start kissing softly down his neck, my eyes opening and I realise the movie has ended, shocking me a little with how long we must have been kissing for and as I go to pull away and say something Franks hand cups my cheek and guides my swollen lips back onto his, his tongue snaking it's way back into my mouth and my comment is forgotten, all my senses taken over by Frank again and as I slide my hand a little further up his back Franks whole body presses tighter against mine and I suddenly feel like if I don't touch every inch of his skin right now I might die so I slide forward on the couch, my hands sliding down to grip the back of Franks thighs as I stand, taking him with me and his legs wrap around my waist as I carry him to the bedroom, shuffling into the middle of the mattress on my knees before I lean over and gently lay him down beneath me. "Gee" Frank gasps out as I kiss down his neck, my hands gripping the waist band of his pants and attempting to push them down and a second later Frank catches up with what's happening and lifts his hips a little, helping me get them down before kicking them off fully and then half sitting up and removing his shirt before helping me with my own clothes and once we're fully naked I guide him back down onto the mattress and continue to kiss him as my hands rub against every part of him I can reach, one hand softly rubbing over his half hard dick before sliding down underneath him and cupping one of his cheeks in my hand, squeezing and kneading softly which pulls a soft moan from him.

It doesn't take long before our urges take over and I am kneeling between Franks open legs, one lubed up finger working him open and as I go to pull back and add a second he reaches down and grabs my wrist, panting out "Now, please." "But don't you need..." I start, not wanting to hurt him but Frank shakes his head and says "Just go slow, please." I nod, Franks hand letting me go and when I pull my finger out I grab the lube and slick myself up, briefly wondering if this will feel different as I line myself up and as soon as I push forward, steadily sinking into Franks tight heat I realise I never could have imagined how different this would feel, how much more intense it is and how much more sensitive I am. "Fuck" I pant out as I bottom out, buried as deep in Frank as I can physically get and as I drop my head down to rest my forehead against his Frank lets out a shaky breath before saying "Yeah, wow." After I give him a moment to adjust I slowly pull back out half way before pushing in again and while we keep our movement somewhat slow and soft it doesn't take long for us to build up our rhythm and when I slide my hand down Franks lower stomach to grab for his dick I feel it's already slick with precum. "Baby I'm so close" he groans out, my fingers still just playing with his length but when he tells me this I grip him properly, stroking a few times before saying "Cum for me baby," increasing the speed of my hand and it only takes another minute before Frank is clenching around me, long needy whines spilling from his mouth as he starts to cum, the warm sticky substance rolling down my fingers and pooling on his lower stomach and by the time he's done I am seconds away from cumming myself. "Babe" I pant out, my thrusts becoming sloppy and out of time and Frank forces his eyes back open to focus on my face. "Can I cum inside you?" I ask, unsure if that's ok or not and Franks eyes glaze over even more, his head nodding frantically before he says "Fuck yes, please" and that's all I need before I thrust in hard and fast twice more and start to cum, continuing to thrust as I ride out the intense waves of pleasure vibrating throughout my whole body.

Notes

There hasn't really been all that much sex in this fic and I'm not sure if I'm overdoing it now or not, thoughts?