It took two days for the results to come in. Angelo picked them up for me, then called me.
“Hey Gee,” he said quietly, humming briefly. “You're all cleared, hon. The police are corroborating your story, and I'm taking the letter straight over to Frank, okay?”
I took a deep breath. “Shouldn't I be there?”
“No, Gee. I think he's gonna have a pretty bad reaction and you're upset enough, okay? I'll have him call you in a bit and then I'll come pick you up. Take a bath or watch tv or something, keep calm. I’m gonna sort this out.”
“Okay,” I mumbled.

The call didn't come. Instead, I heard the front door slam and footsteps in the hall. I was in the bath still, curled up against the wall. Someone knocked on the door. “Gee? Baby? Geebear?”
I shivered and closed my eyes. “It's open.”
Frank rushed in and over to me, pulling me into a tight hug. “Oh my god, I'm so so so fucking sorry!” He gasped, rubbing my back. I burst into tears and buried my face in his shoulder, clinging to him.

---

Frank helped me into our bed, smiling at me sadly and rubbing my sore wrists soothingly. “I've got you, baby. Come on..”
He climbed in next to me and pulled me close, kissing my jaw softly. “I'm so sorry I didn't believe you. I'm gonna be better, yeah? We're gonna be a great couple and we’re gonna get married and have our white picket fence and be so cute together it makes all the straight people gay.”
I managed a tiny smile and Frank kissed me softly. “There we go. There's my beautiful, handsome Geebear.”

---

There was another trial, or ‘chance at closure’ as Angelo liked to call it. It didn't seem to help me so much this time, but Frank went with me and held my hand and we went for ice cream afterwards. I got some time off work for a ‘personal issue’ and spent a lot of it either at the shop with Frank and Angelo, or at Angelo’s place with Ari. It was nice to be reconnecting with the kid. Frank hadn't been able to see him for a long time after Ryan passed, simply because he'd break down crying, but we'd both gotten over that now, and I liked helping Ari with his homework.

I sat in the chair next to Frank, watching him tattoo. He smiled at me when he looked up, giving me a quick kiss. I managed a small smile back, and Frank kissed me again.
“So beautiful.”
I blushed and looked down at my hands, trying to ignore the stare of Frank’s client.

Once that tattoo was done, Frank had a break, so he led me into the back room and hugged me tightly. “I love you, Geebear.”
I buried my face in his neck, sniffling. “I love you too.”
He stroked my hair slowly and ran his fingertips down my spine. “I have a surprise for you when we start having sex again,” he grinned, kissing my jaw. “Not to rush you,” he added quickly, after a moment’s thought. “Sorry.”
I shook my head slightly. “I wanna, soon. I think I need to to get the memories out of my head, y’know?”
Frank smiled and brushed my hair behind my ears. “Yeah. We can make love, too. It doesn't have to be just fucking.”
I nodded quickly. “I'd like that.”
He pulled me down into a soft, gentle kiss, then sighed. “I gotta get back to work, sweetie. Are you hungry?”
I shook my head. “Are you?”
He shrugged. “I wouldn't mind a sandwich.”
I smiled slightly. “In other words, I should go get one for you.”
Frank giggled and hugged me briefly. “You really don't have to. Really. I have some snacks.”
I brushed him off and pecked his lips. “Go get to work, silly.”

---

Frank kissed me as the front door swung shut after us. He gently grabbed one of my hands and moved it to the front of his jeans. My eyes widened. “What? There's um..”
He grinned and kissed me. “I have a fake dick, baby. I found it online, it's um...well, it's for like standing up to pee and making it look like I have a bulge. But it has uh...a thing you can use to make it hard. I can top..”
I blinked and quickly pulled my hands back. “Frankie, baby, I um..”
His face fell and he hugged me. “Shit, sweetie, I didn't think. I didn't think about it. I forgot it might be scary. Forget it said it, okay? We can do whatever you want.”
I shivered and buried my face in his neck, hugging him tightly. “Frankie..”
He looked up at me, stroking my cheek slowly. “Yeah, baby?”
I swallowed hard. “I wanna do it...maybe doing it with you will make the memories go away..”
Frank rubbed my back, frowning slightly. “Are you sure, baby? I don't wanna hurt you..”
I nodded and he took my hand, gently leading me into the bedroom.

He sat me down on the edge of the bed and kissed my forehead. “How did he..?”
I gulped and blinked away tears. “On my stomach on the floor, and doggy...”
Frank kissed me softly. “Okay. We’ll do it standing up, and I'll let you have more control. Remember that it's me, and you can stop me. You can change what I'm doing, and you can say whatever you want to me. I'm here and I love you.”
I smiled slightly and lifted his shirt off, still a bit nervous. He leaned over and undressed me slowly, kissing my skin as he went. “Stand up for me, baby,” Frank murmured after I was fully naked. I did as I was told, moving over to a wall as something to lean on. He gripped my hips and I heard a rustle of fabric as he knelt down. I let out a strangled moan as his tongue pushed its way into me, my hips snapping forward. Frank chuckled and gently wrapped his strong arm around my waist, holding me in place as he dove in again. I braced against the wall and ducked my head, gasping softly. I already felt so much better, knowing Frank was the one behind me. I had nothing to be scared of. His other hand crept up and over my balls, then wrapped around my dick. I came almost immediately, moaning loudly and quickly pulling away from him. Frank stood up and pulled me into a kiss, letting me taste myself on his lips. “It's okay,” he murmured, rubbing my hip. “Don't be ashamed. You prefer this, don't you?”
I nodded slightly and he grinned. “I can tell.”
He gently turned me to face the wall again and I heard a condom wrapper tear. “Here, Gee,” Frank murmured, wrapping his arms around my waist. “If you stretch up and back a bit, you can kiss me. Just in case you need to.”
I nodded and leaned back, pecking his lips happily. He gently pulled away. “Gimme a sec, love.”
I stood still, breathing a little heavily and trying not to imagine what would happen next.
I jumped slightly when I felt the cold lube against my entrance. “Shh,” Frank murmured, kissing my shoulders. “I've got you. Deep breaths.” He held onto my hips tightly, pushing into me slowly. I squirmed a bit, but ultimately relaxed, letting out a soft breath. Frank hummed soothingly and came to a stop when I could feel his warm stomach against my back. “I love you,” he murmured, nuzzling the back of my jaw and rubbing my stomach. “Do you wanna be rough or slow?”
“Rough,” I mumbled, leaning my head back slightly. Frank kissed the back of my neck. “Okay. Ready?”
I nodded and he pulled almost all the way out before slamming into me again, his fingernails digging into my hips. I grabbed at the wall for stability, shaking as I cried out. Frank kept going, adjusting his angle and pounding me raw. I screamed and writhed, gasping happily.
He gave one last thrust and I came all over the wall, squealing ‘Daddy!’ softly. Frank started to laugh, holding me against his chest as he ran his hands up and down my sides. “Daddy, huh?” He purred as my own chest heaved. “That's real cute.”
I blushed and stumbled away from him, climbing into the bed and trying to hide under the covers. He followed me, tickling my sides and making me giggle. “Come on, Geebear. I liked that,” he murmured, laying on top of me and flicking his tongue against my earlobe. I shivered and whimpered. “I'll say it again if you make me cum like that once more.”
“Deal,” Frank laughed.

---

I was gently shaken awake, Frank leaning over me. “Hey, sweetie,” he murmured, stroking my cheek. “Daddy’s here.”
I groaned and sat up, brushing him off me. “You're never gonna let that go, are you?”
“Nope,” he grinned, kissing me quickly. “Besides, I honestly think it's kinda hot.”
I blinked and stared at him as he straddled my hips, his new bulge showing through his boxers. “I thought it would upset you...considering your history.”
Frank waved a hand dismissively. “I've repressed most of that, don't worry. I like you when you're submissive, and if I have to be your daddy to make you cum so hard you can't breathe, then I'll do it. I'd do practically anything to make you that happy.”
I chuckled and pulled him into a kiss. “That actually ended up kind of romantic.”
Frank grinned. “I'm good at that.”
I stroked his cheeks, smiling up at him. “Accidental romantic. Cute.”
He rolled off me and laid down, throwing his arm over my waist. “Mhm. That's me. Kissy?”
“You can always have a kissy,” I grinned, snuggling up to him and kissing him quickly. Frank rubbed my chest gently. “So, Gee..?”
I smiled and put my hand over his. “Yeah, baby?”
He frowned and nuzzled my neck, pressing kisses to my skin. “What does this mean for us?”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “In what way?”
“Well, in our life, you tend to be more dominant. You take care of me, you take the lead. You're older. But you really like being submissive in sex. Do you wanna change up the rest of our relationship, or just the bedroom stuff?”
I chuckled and sat up, rolling him onto his back so I could lean over him. “I want us to be equal, sweetie. I love being submissive for you, I really do, but you're not really confident enough in yourself to dominate our whole relationship. You're only twenty. I'm not trying to dominate you, I just...sometimes you seem to need the support and the direction. Is that fair?”
Frank smiled and kissed my chest. “Yep. I feel like we need to talk about this more openly, yeah? If we have questions for each other, they need to be asked.”
I nodded and sat up, stretching. “Mhm. Agreed. But right now, we really need to get up.”
“There is that,” Frank laughed, slipping out of bed and walking over to the mirror, poking his stomach gently. “Ugh. I swear I've gained weight lately.”
I frowned and followed him, wrapping my arms around him from behind. “Baby..”
He slapped my hand gently. “I know, I know. You love me the way I am and all. I love you too. But I haven't been doing anything differently, I've been eating the same kind of stuff, exercising the same.”
I sighed and ran my hand down his side to his hip. “Frankie...have you had your period lately? I know the testosterone makes it light, but you usually still have cramps..”
I felt him tense.
“Um.”
I sighed softly. “I thought I missed a few ice cream runs. Shall I make a doctor’s appointment?”
Frank nodded, burying his face in his hands.

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