hmm.....what about..........bullets frank beating the shit out of reader. and one of them is drunk
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^my anon tag ........
thanks for the ask!
a/n: this is gonna be short because uhh I can't write rn and im scared it's gonna suck.. also theyre in a car if that's ok.. I kinda lost the plot ok but it's still bullets frank except it's very self indulgent 🤤 (ALSO PLSS LMK IF I MISSED ANY TAGS OR INCORRECTLY TAGGED)
Im gonna give you all my loooveee in the back seattt
bullets!frank x pup!reader(mpov)
Word count:663
tags: handjob, car sex, semi-public sex, light puppyplay, light spit kink, light orgasm denial, teasing, bondage
You and Frank sat in the car, parked on the curb, and completely wasted at 2AM. You wouldn't be able to drive anywhere for a while, Frank was trying to make the best of this time as he started reaching for your thigh. He started looking at you with those desperate, drunken puppydog eyes that he knew you could never resist. And yet you still tried, brushing him away as you told him off. "No, not right now, Frankie, we're still in public..", you said, as if you weren't moments away from taking him by the mouth.
"C'mon, baby.. you know how I get when I'm drunk..." he protested, his hand creeping up on you again, this time trying to rub at your cock through your jeans. You gently lean into the touch, trying not to be too obvious that you were enjoying this. "F-frankie.." you stuttered out "mmgh.. c'mon, not now.."
You were trying so hard, trying not to give in, but eventually you cracked, starting to moan and whimper quietly, your eyes starting to flutter shut with pleasure. "That's it, there's my good boy.." he spoke quietly. You started to stumble your way into the back of the car, hurting yourself as you tried crawling over the console. Frank practically lunged into you, making you squirm as he stuck his tongue down your throat. You tried to claim some dominance in the kiss, but he was so overwhelming, humping you while he had you pinned down. He started unbuttoning your pants, not pulling away from your mouth. Your pants and boxers were finally off, and he was now pulling away to take off his own. A string of spit trailed out between your mouths, you pouted as the thin line between you broke, dripping down your chin now. You impatiently waited for every second he wasn't completely on you, bouncing your leg, shifting around, whimpering, desperately wanting him for the few seconds he wasn't touching you.
"Antsy tonight, aren't we, sugar?" he teased. You huffed, acting annoyed by his teasing. "c'mon, let's hear a bark, sweetheart.." He gripped your wrists together with one hand over your head "rrr.." I started, struggling to focus. He was now slowly tracing his hand down my body. "You got it, pumpkin, almost there!" he encouraged. "rrr..." you started over "rrrrr.... rr arf!" you finally yipped, a small, high pitched bark escaping your lips. "There we go! That's a good boy!" he cheered for you, his hand tracing all the way down to the base of your cock. As you almost got exactly what you wanted, he stopped for a moment to tie your hands with his belt. "RUFF!" you complained. "Oh shut up, mutt! You're so fucking needy!"
You shut up, in fear of what he might do to you if you didn't.
He started slowly started stroking your cock, making you shudder and moan. "Yeah.. oh, yeah, that's it.." he muttered under his breath, starting to subconsciously frot against you. You moaned louder as you felt his tip touch yours. He kept rubbing himself against you while he kept muttering nonsense, with the occasional small whimper or moan. You were completely hard now, ready to cum at any second. You jerked your hips upward, wanting to finally let go of what you've been building up for so long. Frank didn't stop yet. "P-please? mmgh.. please, puppy is so hard.." you cried softly. "You promise to be a good puppy?" he inquired sweetly. "Yes, yes, please, I'll be a good pup!" You pleaded again.
"Okay, okay.. go ahead.." he gave you permission, still slowly stroking you as you came all over his hand.
"Aww, good boy!" he ruffled your hair as the heat started to subside. You started to get your clothes back on, trying to take your time to savor this moment. After you were both finally clothed again, Frank started the car and drove back to your apartment as if nothing just happened
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a/n: so uhh I hope it was good sorry anon I kinda lost the plot I love you mwah
unsure if youre ok with dddne but what about. hmm. frank spiking your drink. and doing. yknow.
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anon I would be glad to but I still suck so bad at writing characters that are under the influence of anything. I might come back to this another day. I know I can look at resources but whenever I do I can't comprehend a word of what they're describing. #sorry
