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My Fratt Fanfic Index
Devil in Disguise
Uploaded: 5/8
Summary: Cute and kinky, defo for the mature audience ;)
AO3 LINK
Chapters:
One
Two
Three (smut👀)
Four
Five (The smuttiest thing I’ve ever written, I think it’s under review rn tho 🤣 tumblr didn’t like it)
Saint and Sinner
Chapters: TBD
Summary: The one where Matt is a priest and Frank is a Knight
A little something I’ve been cooking up where Hannibal invites Dexter over and things get heated when Will enters the room. Enjoy~
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fluff
Jack Finds Out by chronicopheliac [words: 958]
Hannibal and Will have been trying to keep their relationship a secret. They’re successful, until Jack makes an early visit to Hannibal one morning.
Rêverie by DarkmoonSigel [words: 4,536]
Will surprises himself with the realization that he is in a relationship with Hannibal. The story is long intimate conversation over breakfast.
Sweet Misery by everybreathagift [words: 1,272]
Will has no idea what personal space is. Hannibal hopes he never learns.
Dishabille by xzombiexkittenx [words: 1,449]
Will has seen enough of Hannibal’s house to know that his sense of aesthetic involves a lot of really bizarre interior decorating choices including Leda and the Swan in his dining room, a geometric nightmare pattern in his foyer, and more antlers than the Beauty and the Beast villain. Will appreciates the aesthetic in the same way he appreciates all crime scenes
AsomBroso Añejo by KareliaSweet [words: 1,284]
This first time Will really noticed Hannibal’s mouth, he was so distracted he almost dropped the bone saw.
Troppo by xzombiexkittenx [words: 1,899]
Will gets a minor injury and Hannibal massively overreacts
Only the Tender Meat by Isagel [words: 7,157]
Will has nightmares. Hannibal soothes them.
The Substitute by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 10,502]
When Hannibal tells Will he’s sick, Will is skeptical. Before he knows it, he’s laying in a hospital bed and being told he’s going nowhere for two weeks. Will is distraught until Hannibal swoops in and offers to take over Will’s courses at the FBI Academy. Will doesn’t mind Hannibal showing up every night with a home-cooked meal, but he might just resent Hannibal becoming the most popular teacher at the Academy in just two weeks…
Mischa Approves and Hannibal Couldn’t Be Happier by Watermelonsmellinfellon [words: 7,590]
AU where Hannibal has a young daughter who is pretty picky about company and sort of just likes to be with her daddy most the time, but then in comes super awkward twitchy Will who she just takes a shine to and absolutely adores.
My Husband by VictoriaAGrey [words: 3,563]
In which Hannibal is a little too smitten and Will figures out Hannibal is That Guy.
Trivia Pursuit by victorine [words: 1,138]
It’s trivia night and Team Sassy Science has a couple of new members - Will and Dr. Lecter. Together, they’re a general knowledge force to be reckoned with, so let the game begin!
Concise and Private by EBandJ [words: 1,967]
It started when Will was kept at a crime scene longer than anticipated. It leads to a lot of flirting via text message and ends rather differently than Will would have anticipated.
It Means Cute and Dozing Off [words 1,324]
Sleepy Will
“I Didn’t Know Where Else to Go” by CarnivalMirai [words: 3,646]
Will kills someone in self defence, and he can only think of one person to go to for help — Hannibal.
Like You Like This by acheforhim [words: 34,929]
A serial killer is targeting alphas in positions of power who mistreat their mates. Will and Hannibal decide to pose as a couple in order to lure him in.
Drowning In Need by chronicopheliac [words: 1,230]
Hannibal feels resentful of how attached he’s become to Will. They work it out.
Pretend by slashyrogue [words: 888]
Hannibal and Will pretend to be boyfriends in order to lure The Sweetheart Stalker. Will finds out that Hannibal is the perfect fake boyfriend.
Office Santa by Llewcie [words: 2,787]
In which team Sassy Science conspires to get Will and Hannibal to choose each others names for the office Santa gift exchange, because no one else wants either of them.
Fondness And Weakness by Cinnamaldeide [words: 1,932]
It takes Will a while to notice Hannibal unexpectedly shares his fondness for animals.
Motinos Kalba by Lyla_Joy [words: 6,040]
Five times Hannibal Lecter spoke Lithuanian on accident and one time he meant too.
You Make Me Feel (Good) by sourweather [words: 7,190]
Will Graham has sensory issues. The world gets too loud, he gets overstimulated easily, but most of all he hates being touched. He never expected someone to work so hard to make him comfortable, to be so patient with him.
Pick Me Up by sourweather [words: 6,053]
Will doesn’t go to bars much. He doesn’t end up needing a ride home much. But when he does get drunk, he always wants to ask Hannibal to pick him up.
Accidentally Secret (or Four Times FBI Employees Didn’t Realize Will and Hannibal Are Dating) by stoic_swan [words: 6,534]
Will and Hannibal have been “something” for a few months now. Hannibal is clearly angling to have The Relationship Talk while Will would rather eat his badge. Hannibal decides he will engage Will in a semi-public courtship instead. Surprisingly, absolutely nobody but Will notices.
My Ripper by Angelic_Disaster [words: 2,760]
Hannibal made the use of endearments look natural, almost easy. Darling. Dearest. Mylimasis. Love. Cunning boy. Gorgeous creature. Mongoose. Beloved. Mano Meile. Hannibal called him all types of sweet names that never failed to make his cheeks flush, and Will… Well, Will called Hannibal ‘Hannibal.’ Tired of it, Will started to look for the perfect endearment.
So….. yeah
This is what art and free will is for 💖
I’ve found a niche, Dexter Morgan x Will Graham. Are there any fics out there?
Devil in disguise
Just added the fanfic to AO3 and I am very excited! Only 5/8 chapters so far cos life is a busy thing but do have a look! The smuttiest chapter (5) can in fact be read on there rather than here (I think). Enjoy ✨
Excuse the inaccurate anatomy
Devil in Disguise
Chapter: 5/8
Word count: 2.7k
Pairing: Frank Castle x Matt Murdock
Rating: sooooooo dirty. Every word is filth.
“Frank” Matt gasped trying to catch his breath “Hey” Frank moved back and and rested his forehead against Matt’s shoulder. He moved up and smiled at him, guilty knowing that Matt won’t be able to acknowledge it.
“Something the matter, red?”
“I can’t complain.” He chuckled at the question. “I want to savour this.” He felt guilty for the request but it was painfully obvious for both of them.
Frank placed a finger under Matt’s chin, leaning his face up to kiss him. He leaned close to his ear to whisper. “How do you want to savour this? Sweetheart.” Matt was conflicted on how that made him feel, but it defiantly increased his blood flow, and right now he was going to listen to his instincts.
Matt nuzzled against him “I want to feel you.” He traced his fingertips over Frank’s neck and shoulders. “I want to feel your lips on every part of my skin.” He could feel Frank’s hot breath between the kisses placed on his neck. “I want every moment to be perfect.” He knew he was being delusional but he believed Frank would put every ounce of his efforts to follow through on the request and that would be enough.
“I need you to say my name, Matt.” Frank’s hand rested on his side, assuring him he would comply. “Say my name every time you feel good, when you don’t know what else to say and let yourself feel good ok?.” Matt kissed him in response
“Ok, Frank.” It was a tease, playful and deserved.
He stares at Matt, amused. “I’m going to make you scream that.” A promise, the only one he could afford to make.
Matt leaned up, nudging Frank back so he was sitting up by leaning on his forearms. Their knees in between each others. “I’d like to see you try.” He kissed him, soft pecks. Frank grabbed his waist and turned him over to lay on his back. He kissed him, taking the invitation as Matt’s lips parted. Frank steadied himself over him, their breaths getting hotter with every kiss. The little noises escaping Matt made him all the more eager.
“Frank…” he intertwined his fingers into his hair and held on, his skin feeling more sensitive with every touch and every kiss. “Frank…” he felt his hand remove the only piece of clothing he had left, desperately kissing him again. “Frank…” much louder this time, he felt the hand wrap around his shaft, unwillingly moving with the hand. Frank worked on him while kissing his ear, his neck and his jaw.
“I’m here red.” He continued to give him the much needed affection. Watching every gasp and moan escaping Matt’s lips, the sweat drops forming and rolling down his forehead.
“Frank…..” Matt’s hips bucked as the pace of Franks hand increased. “Frank!!” His breath choked while releasing all over Frank’s hand. He took a couple of minutes to think again and found Franks lips on his, his fingers soothing him. “Frank?…” the man stopped to attend to his needs.
“You enjoy that red?” The response was a whispered hum. Matt sat up. Clumsily climbing onto Frank’s legs while standing on his knees, his fingers tangling into his hair and cupping his cheek with the other hand. Franks removed his boxers and held onto Matt’s hips while receiving kisses from him.
“What do you want to do? Frank.”
“You.” The confidence was unparalleled, he could hear the smirk on his face. With anyone else it would’ve been cheesy. Matt lowered himself onto Franks lap, kissing his face.
“And how do you plan on doing me?” He pressed a few soft kisses on Frank’s neck while rolling his hips against the others.
“Turn around and I’ll demonstrate.” Matt was tempted by his words, but he wanted some control. To be able to do as he please with him.
“Or we can go right here, like this.” It wasn’t a suggestion, he moved his hips against Frank’s to create friction between them. He placed a hand on Frank’s chest, pushing him back to lay down but it was not complied.
“No need to punish yourself, Red.” He placed his fingers on Matt’s lips. “Here.” Matt was already prepared to suffer but obliged with Franks request.” It’ll feel better like this.” He leaned up towards Matt, holding him upright and pressing kisses in his torso. “Let me take care of you.”
“Hey.” Matt held Frank’s face, creasing it with his thumb. “You don’t have to be so gentle. I can take it.”
“I’m sure you can.” He looked him down, he took hold of Matt’s hair and pulled his head back. Leaning close to his ear, pulling his ear between his teeth for just a second “On your knees and pray you can take this.” Matt pulled out of the hold and kissed him. He moved down Frank’s chest, pressing his lips on the curves of his torso. Frank sat down, holding onto Matt by his cheek. He stepped back, standing in front of Frank.
Matt got on his knees, he felt Frank’s erection against his face. He was eager to please, the smile he game Frank in that moment was enough to make him pull Matt back onto the bed and get on with tearing into him. Yet he held back, controlled himself.
He kept his hand on Frank’s thighs, leaned in and placed a few kisses on his stomach, each lower than the previous. He took hold of Frank’s shaft, moving his mouth to the base of the length. He flattened his tongue and moved it along the shaft, moving further down to take the balls into his mouth. He used his tongue to try getting a reaction, sucking on them while his hand worked the length. Frank let out a low grunt and grabbed onto Matt’s hair, nudging him back until the tip of his dick pressed against his cheek. He grabbed onto his shaft and slapped it against Matt’s mouth. Matt should not have been smiling in that moment, Frank was struggling to contain himself.
Matt parted his lips, taking in the head of the shaft. Frank pulled his head closer, immediately making him gag, Matt pulled away coughing. Frank grinned down at him, he pulled his head away. Matt steadied himself, he licked his lips and moved towards Franks member. “I’m not done” he took the the length into in mouth again, slowly. Taking most of in, wrapping his fingers around the rest. Frank closed his eyes, letting the sensation take over. He was taking shallow breaths, sweat forming on his temple.
Frank grabbed his hair, pulling him up onto his lap facing away from him. Keeping a hand around his neck, just tight enough to keep him in place. “Lick.” It wasn’t an option. He put his fingers against Matt’s mouth, and Matt did as he was told. He reached a hand back to hold him, able to just place it on the side of his neck. Frank removed the fingers from his mouth, traced them down Matt’s chest letting the saliva sit on his torso. He used his index finger and brushed it at the base of Matt’s erection, tempting him but providing no satisfaction.
“Please…Frank…” he gasped, almost whispering. Leaning back onto the man, his hips moving in the direction of the hand.
Frank stopped, he threw Matt onto the bed and climbed up behind him. Matt moved to sit up but was shoved so his head was against the bed, Frank pulled his hips up. “Shh, just listen to me.” Matt pulled out of the hold, shoving Franks away. Frank moved back toward him, pinning him down by his wrists and his knees.
Frank didn’t back down, instead he kept him down. Kissing him as he inserted a finger, directing it towards his prostrate. Matt was clenching his jaw and slightly arching his back against the movement. Frank distracted him with kisses and slowly inserted another finger causing Matt to gasp.
“Frank…” Matt reach for his hair and pulled with nothing else to consider. “Frank…” his words slurring with the movement. “Right there.” Matt gasped desperately between the pecks. Frank worked his fingers as Matt held onto him, reaching for the spot which made him ache for more.
“Matt”
“Frank!!” He was moving himself onto the fingers, rolling his hips against their motion. His breath aching with every movement.
“Matt, I’m gonna let go, don’t move.” He removed his fingers, Matt leaned up to kiss him and shoved Frank onto his back. Holding him down and sitting on his torso. He placed his hands on Frank’s chest and lowered himself onto his erection.
“Ahh…Fuck!” He kept moving lower until about half way, his dick rubbing against Frank’s abdomen. “Frank…” in response he held onto Matt’s hips, slowly thrusting into him to help with his desires.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes!!” Matt was struggling to verbalise “fuck!” He was leaning his head against Frank’s chest, desperately trying to take more of him. “Frank, fuck. Fuck me. Please.” He was finally willing to comply.
Frank steadied his breath and lifted Matt off himself, and onto his back with himself hovering over him. “Be a good boy for me.” Matt nodded and reached a hand out for Frank’s face, indicating for a kiss which he received in plenty.
Frank lifted both of Matt’s legs up, putting them over his shoulders. He had been holding back but finally allowed himself to enjoy this. He pressed the tip against Matt’s opening, slowly pushing in. “You’re gonna have to relax if you want all of it.” He tried comforting him by soothing his side.
Frank slowly inserted further into him, thrusting it in to get Matt to relax and get used to the sensation. Matt was desperately trying to keep his breath steady, his face nuzzled into his shoulder as he grabbed his hair with no other choice but to pull them. Frank held onto Matt’s side, keeping up with his pace. Just enough for Matt to enjoy it without the pain.
He slowed to a halt and moved back, Frank got off the bed, taking Matt’s hands and pulled him up. Held him close and give him a few soft kisses to numb the heartache.
“Why’re we getting up?”
“I want all of hell to know how the devil likes it.” He pressed Matt’s back against the window, pulling his head back by his hair. He kissed the side of his neck, leaving shallow bite marks.
Frank forced Matt around, pinning his wrists on the window. He grabbed his hip, his dick was pressed against Matt’s rear. He lifted a leg up, steadying it over the arm he pressed against the window, before pushing himself into Matt. He removed the hand from the wrists and tightened it around Matt’s neck, adding pace to thrusts. Matt had mostly surrendered, he accepted the harsh touches and the painful thrusts. Letting himself get comfortable with it, indulging in the feeling of Frank fucking him.
“Frank…” His whimpers went unacknowledged, Frank moved his leg to pry up by resting on a chair. He could feel a hand around his erection. Not helping him but suffocating it like his neck. Frank slamming his dick into him did not help. “FRANK!!” A few curses followed. Frank loosened the grip on his erection, the touch turned to strokes matching the pace of his endless trusts. “Frank!!” Matt had turned into a mess, restless panting and audible moans. The sweat on his neck trickling down his back and mixing with Franks. “Frank!…” He released all over his window while moaning “Frank!!!”. Frank was biting down on his shoulder, with a few more thrust he came inside him. The substance immediately dripping down Matt’s thighs until it reached the floor. “Frank…” Matt turned and leaned against the window. Frank kissed him, Matt poked his tongue against the other’s lips and the favour was returned. Matt was struggling to stay in that position.
Frank helped him to the bed, “I want to leave marks all over you.” He was requesting permission, Matt nodded in response. His head pressed into the pillow, fingers curling into the sheets as Franks teeth dung into his nape. He clenched his jaw as the pain became unbearable.
“Frank…” he stopped to check on him.
“Want me to stop?”
“No… but it hurts.”
“Gotta make up your mind, red.”
“Distract me.”
“Of course”. He pecked his cheek and looked at the mark on his neck, that will definitely bruise soon enough. He moved on to kissing his back, using the movement of his hands to divide Matt’s attention. Frank continued to bite Matt all over his back, leaving shallow marks and soothing him by massaging his thighs. Matt was gasping for breath, aching with the pain.
“Frank…” the pain was starting to numb, almost becoming sensational. His skin had been burning with desire and still asking for more. “Frank” his mouth was on his thigh, teeth grazing against the flesh. “Fuck…” followed by every noise Frank was desperate to hear again. He noticed that Matt was hard again. He leaned against Matt’s back, kissing his neck and cheek while massaging his balls from between his legs.
“You really have an appetite.” Matt was twitching from the moment, hoping Frank would take initiative. He was close to Matt’s ear “Do you want me to jerk you off or fuck you?”
“Both” there wasn’t a second of hesitation “please…” his face was red, his lips on the verge of being cut open from biting down on them.
Frank started working on his shaft until it was hard again, rubbing it over Matt’s ass to tease. He kissed his ear, bitting down on it. “Turn around for me.” Matt struggled after going through the whole ordeal but forced himself out of pure anticipation. Frank rubbed his hand over his side, kissing him slowly. He smirked and asked “Sure you can still feel anything?”
“I can feel you.” His head rolled back while Frank pushed himself in, his back arching into the thrusts. “Frank…” his gasps getting louder. He wrapped his hand around his erection and started working it in pace with Frank.
“No need for that, Red.” He kissed his neck and replaced his hand, kissing it. Matt tangled his fingers into Frank’s hair. “Just focus on screaming my name.” Matt’s hips jolted, half from his words and half from the harsh thrusts he received.
“FUCK!!” He was aching with pleasure as Frank touched him, jerking him off simultaneously.
“That’s not my name.” He managed to mutter between short intakes of breath.
“FRANK- FUCKK— FUCK!!” He could feel his whole body vibrating as he was getting closer to his release. “close… Frank!! FUCK!” His whole body moving against Frank’s desperately for a release.
“Not yet.” Frank had left a few more bite marks on his chest between the continuation. Matt hardly noticed as all his senses received the touches, kisses and bites with pure pleasure. “You’re going to wait for me.” Matt whimpered at the words but had no choice as Frank’s fingers tightened around him. A few more thrusts and Frank removed his hand, releasing deep inside him.
Matt had released all over Frank’s stomach screaming “FU-FRANK!!” He felt the satisfaction through his entire body, finally content. Frank watched his unfold, pleased with himself.
Frank rested his head on Matt’s chest, gasping for breath. He removed himself and laid next to him, finally able to steady his breath and facing Matt. “You alright, sweetheart?” His fingers reaching for the hair sticking to Matt’s forehead, he kiss his arm. “Come here.” Matt was still breathing quite heavily. He moved back, resting his back against Frank’s chest. “Wanna shower?”
“I don’t think I can take shower sex right now, I can’t feel my legs.” Frank had wrapped an arm around his torso, kissing the back of his shoulder. Amused by the words.
“I meant to shower, but not feeling your legs wont be a problem.” Matt let out a small laugh in response.
He turned to face Frank “Let’s stay like this, we can shower later.”
“I’d love to.” Matt smiled, kissing him and wrapped his arm around Frank. He nuzzled himself against his chest and let himself find some comfort in that moment.
Devil in Disguise
Chapter: 4/8
Word count: 1.2k
Pairing: Matt Murdock x Frank Castle
Rating: blooooddyyyy and a little explicit
The rifle was in place, now he waits.
“Welcome back to Hell’s Kitchen.”
“Appreciate the warm welcome” Frank didn’t flinch or move away from his set up. The other man stepped closer and leaned on the wall next to him.
“Are we really going to go through this?” The man in the red suit stepped towards Frank. “Stop or I’ll just have to break your toys.” Frank stood up to face the man as he kicked the gun off balance.
“I don’t really care for your holier than thou bullshit, Red. I’m busy.” A punch straight to the devil’s gut. It forced him to retreat, with enough space between them, he gasped for air. Frank picked up his rifle, started to set it up again when the red suited man kicked him off balance. “Stop being annoying, Red.” He stood up and marched towards him.
“Let me help you. It’s a win-win.” Red tried to negotiate. “I know who you’re after.”
Frank had grabbed his throat at this point. “This isn’t your fight.” The man in red sighed and with little effort removed himself from the hold, he sat down and removed his mask. Frank didn’t react, he knew this was to elicit sympathy and he wasn’t buying it, he had assumed as much to his identity. “Seems like you’ve got your own secrets.”
He thought he could do some good just by being there but regardless he wasn’t going anywhere else for now. Frank backed off but didn’t readjust his weapon, it was probably best to get their little quarrel out of the way first. He stood next to the man, making sure to keep and eye on his mission.
“Tell me something Frank.”
“You’re getting too sappy on me, red.” Matt responded with a laugh. “I told you not to get involved.”
“Why?” Frank couldn’t reply, he wanted to tell him it was because he cared, because the secrets run too deep, because he was working with dangerous people, he didn’t want Matt to get killed, or worse hate him.
“This is just the start. You don’t want blood on your hands.”
“This is my city, Frank.” He stood up and leaned on the wall next to Frank. “There’s something you’re not telling me.”
“There’s a dangerous man who wants your head on a silver plate.”
“Him and every dangerous man in the city.” He waited hoping he’d get more answers. “So, what’s so special about this one.” It was true and Frank couldn’t hide behind his concerns after accepting it.
“Nothing. You can handle yourself.” Omissions and half truths. He turned away from Matt, hoping he would disappear into the night.
“Frank.” He was starting to love hearing his name in his voice. He felt Matt’s hand on his arm, he turned to face him and pushed him back against the block containing the stairs. It wasn’t aggressive, it was a desperate attempt to push him away but the result was the opposite. He was too close for comfort. Matt held onto him, holding onto his wrist and reaching for his hand. He bought the fist up to his face and pressed a gently kiss in the strained knuckles. Frank hated this, the affect Matt had on people. The affect he had on him, that saintly air he wore like a charm. He leaned forward resting their foreheads together, Frank placed a hand on his back and brushed his fingers over Matt’s face. “Kiss me.” Frank didn’t hesitate. Their lips were together, Matt leaned forward pushing away from the wall. Shoving him back again the small wall.
“Stop.” Frank requested half heartedly, this was bad timing and they were in no position to be distracted. Matt didn’t listen, instead he pushed himself against him. Holding onto Frank’s face and desperately kissing him. Frank found the hidden zip on his suit, behind his nape. He tugged it down until it reached the others lower back, his finger tips tracing over the exposed skin. He leaned forward until his face was merely an inch from Matt’s. He wanted to be ok with their situation, to be ok with finding some comfort even if was with someone he would never agree with.
He slipped his hand further into the suit, resting it when it would be discomforting to move it further. He kissed him, held him close, wanted to give him more.
Matt pulled away abruptly “Someone’s here” Frank stopped, zipping up Matt’s suit and reaching for his handgun preparing to deal with whoever interrupted them. Matt reached for his mask and prepared to fight.
Three men came through the door, aimlessly shooting across the roof. Matt jumped at one of them from behind knocking him out cold. Frank launched at the them with an adrenaline frenzy, shooting two without a second thought. Using the gun of the man he had just shot down, he released another round at the unconscious man being handled by Red. He faintly heard his name being yelled, it got louder the second time. He missed the shot, impossible. Matt knocked the gun out of his hand, that made sense.
“Why do I keep hoping you’d change.” He took it personally. There was no time, Matt heard something from a few roofs over. It was coming directly at them. “GET DOWN” he threw himself over Frank, covering him from the bullet which ended up in the wall which they were standing in front of a second ago.
“They got a cheap sniper for me, that’s insulting.” Frank leaned up in the time the sniper reloaded, he saw his location. He was barely a 100 yards. A single shot to the head, he saw him fall back. “The Russians are a cover, shit!”
“Cover for what!?” He was still cowering below the hight of the wall. “Frank, who was that?!.”
“They’re after you, Red.” There was anger in his voice, more than usual. “Fuck. I lead them straight to you.”
Matt searched for anyone else who could might harm them. “That was all of them.”
“That was a shit attempt. No, bait. They’re going to try again.”
“Hey, let’s get out of here for now. You’re bleeding.” Frank didn’t feel the graze, it was a deep wound bleeding all over the ground.
“It’s just a scratch”
Matt scoffed at the comment. “Nothing can hurt the big bad punisher.”
“My place isn’t far.” It wasn’t an invitation. He got up and placed the equipment into the bag with the arm that functioned and marched away. Matt followed him despite not being wanted. “Go home red.” He ignored the demand and helped him.
They got to Frank’s flat, “Do you have a first aid kit?” Matt wandered around to the kitchen. Frank had settled down and got a cloth to keep pressure on the wound now that he finally had a second.
“I have it here.” He took the box out from under the bed, finding the needle and thread managing to put it through.
“Let me.” Matt sat in front of him and took the needle from his fingers. Frank raised his brows not entirely sure how to respond to a blind man offering to stitch up his wounds.
“I trust you red, but I’m not exactly sure about this.” Matt was tracing his fingers over Franks, moving them over his arm to get to the wound. He smiled up at Frank at the remark.
“I’ve had some practice, have a little faith.”
I’M SO OBSESSED WITH HIM
Oooooof 🔥🔥🔥
the intimacy of hands.
Matt Murdock and Frank Castle — a relationship summary
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Shhh, he’s sleeping 💤 (requested by: @frank-kastle)
Devil in Disguise
Chapter: 3/8
Word count: 1.5k
Pairing: Matt Murdock x Frank Castle
Rating: Mature (this one is smut guys)
“Stay” Matt requested, his knuckles brushed the back of the other’s palm, trying not to be too forward with his advances. Frank had helped him back to his apartment and they were standing outside the front door.
“Ok.” He had been staring through him for a few seconds now.
They stepped inside. Frank followed him, he knew it was Matt’s home but he felt compelled to look out for him, just a sense of care he couldn’t quite justify, he didn’t need to. He stepped closer to Matt, barricading him against the wall. Matt leaned back, his hands placed at the other’s sides. Frank stared down at him, creasing his jaw with his thumb. Watching the expressions flicker through, neither of them were sure how to proceed.
“What did you have in mind?” Frank placed his lips on his cheek. He didn’t move away, he let his fingers trace the outline of his face. Matt felt guilty for being able to listen to the pace of his heart, for taking advantage of it.
He placed a hand on Frank’s, he started leading him across the apartment. He worked on the buttons of his shirt but struggled as he walked backwards while pulling Frank along “I want you to take off your shirt.” Instead Frank started undoing Matt’s. They stepped into the bedroom, he pulled Frank along and pulled his shirt up removing it. Matt fell back on the bed and Frank stood infront of him, he placed one knee next to Matt’s leg on the bed. Matt reached out, his fingers hooked around Frank’s belt pulling him closer and causing him to end up on top of him.
“Hey.” Frank watched him, Matt placed a peck on the lips of the man. Frank started working off Matt’s pants in between kisses, gentle but enough to get his blood rushing. He paused, he didn’t want any regrets. He didn’t want Matt to regret this. “You sure about this?”
“Mmmhum. I’m sure.” Matt smiled up at him, Frank wanted to savour that smile but Matt was already and working on removing Frank’s remaining clothes. He was pulled up towards the head of the bed. Frank pinned his wrists above his head and placed a few gentle pecks over his face, his temple, his cheek, his lips. Matt lean into the touch, rubbing his leg against Frank’s as he couldn’t move his arms. Frank stopped and leaned off him.
“You can tell me to stop, ok?” Matt nodded in response, tangling his fingered in Franks hair and kissing the closest part of him he could which ended up being his shoulder. Frank moved to the side, his fingers tracing Matt’s arm to his hand, interlocking their fingers and bringing them up against his lips.
Matt was on his back with Frank leaning up on his side next to him, their legs over each others out of pure neediness. He ran his fingers down Matt’s torso paying attention to every cut and every curve. There were fresh marks all over his body from when he wasn’t around. “You’ve been busy.” A pointless statement. “Did you at least land a hit this time?”
“Should’ve see the other guy.” Frank leaned down to kiss the fresh marks “Bottom draw” Matt gestured to the night stand. He knew Frank was staring at his face, he didn’t want to think about his emotions in that moment especially when he could feel how hot he was against his skin. Frank moved back and opened the drawer to find a bottle of clear liquid, it made him wonder why Matt had it there ready to use. He stopped himself from thinking too much about it and left the bottle on top of the stand. Matt sat up, leaning against the headboard. His hand finding Frank as soon as he was in front of him.
“Tell me what you like.” Frank sat in front of him, leaning close to his face, pressing gentle kisses onto his lips. Matt was mesmerised in that moment, a small sound mixing into it along with Frank’s tongue into his mouth. A hand tracing Matt’s face, his neck, soothing. Matt cupped his face, kept him close.
“Ok…” Matt held Frank’s hand by the palm, stepping out of the haze, leaving Frank’s fingers free. He traced the fingers over his face closing his eyes and paused at his lips. “Here.” Placing a peck at the fingertips. Moving them down to his neck, stretching it to fit Frank’s hand around it. “Here.” Franks watched him, fascinated. His hands now on Matt’s abdomen “Here.” Frank kissed him below his chest, his hands guided down Matt’s waist to his legs, the inner parts of his thighs. His voice merely a whisper this time, Frank was too close to miss it “And here.”
Frank kissed him further down his torso, leaving a trail of kisses. He paused and looked up. He gave a few pecks to his thigh, licking over the soft skin and finally leaning back. “What about here?” He blew out a soft breath at the evident erection.
Before Matt had the chance to respond, he let out a small gasp. Frank had placed his tongue against him, moving it up slowly while watching the other’s reaction. Matt had tightened his grip on the hand he was holding, his other hand curling into the sheets next to him clutching Frank’s face with his thighs. A shaky breath, he managed a small sound after Frank stopped. He placed his other hand on Frank’s nape, lifting his knees apart to give him space. He placed his lips on the man to sweeten the moment. Even though he couldn’t look at him, he smirked facing him while making the statement. “I really like that.”
Frank was taken aback, he kissed back but was unsure how to respond “Sit back.” He placed a hand on Matt’s chest and motioned him back against the bed. He leaned down and held both of his thighs just past the joints. Soothing him with a gentle movement, his lips were against Matt’s shaft. He used his tongue again, repeating the movement until he was satisfied with the pace of Matt’s breathing, stopping when he got to the tip.
Frank reached for the bottle next to him, pouring it on his palm and placed a hand around Matt’s erection, teasing him for a few seconds. He moved up towards his face, placed a few pecks on Matt’s face then lifted his knees up and pulling him down until he was on his back. Matt wrapped his arms around Frank’s neck, his fingers tangling up in his hair. “The manhandling is unnecessary.” He whispered through the kisses.
“Agree to disagree.” Frank’s hand worked on Matt’s shaft, the small gasps of breath and nearly audible moans edged him to keep going. He kissed his jaw and ear, pulling on the ear lobe with his teeth to force out more sounds. Matt was willing to give him exactly that.
Matt leaned his head back, lifting his hips up against Frank’s letting out a low moan. He brushed a finger down Frank’s spine, placing his hand on the side of his hips and guided his body down against his own, he moved his hips up against the other. He moved his hand to hold Frank’s erection, rubbing it against his own. Both of their hands working around them, Frank placed his head above Matt’s shoulder allowing him to hear the small gasps escaping him.
“Frank… I-” he was moving in sync with him, desperate to breathe properly but it could wait. His fingers harshly griping Frank’s hair, edging towards a release. He started to move his hand faster, Frank followed. He started to grind his hips against Matt’s a little faster until only their gasps and moans filled the room.
“Fuck…” he felt the substance on his hand first then all over his torso, a few seconds later it was his own mixing into the mess. “Fuck.” It took another few seconds to regain his senses. He leaned up on his forearms to look at Matt. Seeing his expression of complete ecstasy, his mouth ajar desperately seeking to breathe. That’s when he felt the fingernails digging into his nape.
He rested his head below Matt’s chin, he let out a chuckle amused. kissed Matt, nuzzling against his neck.
Matt found the laugh to be contagious. Loosely wrapping his arms around Frank’s waist and leaning down for his lips. Frank leaned up on his forearms and held his face, rubbing his thumb over Matt’s lips. He wanted to pause that moment and keep staring at him.
“Who tore you a new one?” His finger tracing over Frank’s hip, indicating to the bullet hole on his ass.
“Is that the thankyou I get for making you dinner?” He knew there was no truth in that, he just found his situation to be amusing. Matt kissed him, unable to contain the laugh. Frank moved up and laid next to him, both facing each other. He placed his hand on Matt’s side, he pulled him closer and wrapped his leg around Matt’s, tracing little circles while staring at him.
Matt kissed him, humoured. “I can think of more ways to thank you.”
“Yeah? You sure you can right now?
Matt nudged the tip of his nose against Frank’s “Definitely”
“On your knees, soldier.”
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Y’all. We don’t talk about Frank in the police outfit enough.
I think it’s funny the fact that he actively put the hat on even though hardly anyone was around!
