thinking of being langdon's gf during s1 and the day that he gets found out and robby kicks him out of the hospital he comes home and is so riled up he fucks you crazy style, like manhandles you into every position till 2 orgasms later you end up with your face shoved into the bed in doggy and you just barely hear him under his breath muttering "could an addict do this?"
and you're so dazed drooling on the sheets but you still manage a shaky, "w-what?"
"nothing, baby" his hips pick up pace, fucking the question out of your head, a professional at deflecting. "let me fuck this pussy, honey. you like it? tell me."
he's fucking you so hard n fast that the headboard is slamming against the wall, "s-so good," you sob, "always fuck me so good, frankieā"
"who fucks you best, huh? can anyone fuck you better than me?"
he growls it, fingers digging into your hips like he's trying to prove a point. that he's irreplaceable. that he's the best at everything he does. "n-no, no one else no one else no one elseā"
he grabs at your hair and tugs till your head is forced up to stare at the ceiling. "say it again."
"no one fucks me better than you," you're gasping, chocking on a sob, feeling so fucking good and yet... something niggles at you. your tummy turning and nervous under all the pleasure. "I promise, no one is better, promise, promise."
it's not until later, in the dark while you both pant and try to catch your breath that you finally get to ask why he's home so early. and it's also then when frank decides to lie.