#(thread:frank)

[pocketbible]

“i don’t know why you’re planning on asking me for advice,” the man started with a shake of his head. “you rarely listen to the words that come out of my mouth. so, what is it this time? relationship advice? work advice? tell me.”

@reveriemxses​

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@theboy-toys

Jake cocked an eyebrow and clicked his tongue playfully. “Whoa, Professor Palmer.” He hummed, wiggling a pen between his fingers. “Y’know If you’re trying to pull a fast one on me, I will only say that I have never accepted or imbibed alcohol while on campus.”

He glanced down at the desk, then back up at Frank. “but if you’re serious…”Jake leaned back in his chair and tossed his pen onto the stack of finished papers. “I do think we’ve earned it.”

:”Oh, I definitely believe that you’re the most upstanding and moral individual on this campus. At least, that’s what it says on the bathroom wall,” he teased, though if he were being honest, he did see a bright future for Jake. Incredibly smart, handsome, funny. Charming. Dangerously so. 

At his latter remarks, Frank internally sighed in relief. If that went any other way, he’d be in a lot of trouble. “Very well. Perhaps you’d like to lock the door, lest we get caught?” The professor suggested before unlocking and opening up his desk drawer, pulling out the bottle with two glasses and placing them on the desk, beside the papers they’d just graded. 

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@xtonightsxgirlfriendsx

Toni laughed lightly at the statement, knowing that it was still well within her control to say no and walk away from it and never talk about it. The thing was, Toni was well versed in the art of rope bondage, having had one sexual partner in the past who was an expert at tying her up and binding her with rope that cuts into her skin slightly. Though, she would not let him know that, letting the man have his own brand of fun exploration. Toni was a proponent of letting them have their own fun, even in her line of work. She was quite literally, his girl for the night – despite their connotation of being a friend with benefits. Saying nothing, the woman sat up and walked up to him as he was toying with the rope in his hand. “Where do you want me?” She said simply. “Down on my knees?” She asked, smirking teasingly at him.

up until she was in front of him, asking how he’d like her to be positioned, he was nervous. normally, his sexual partners... weren’t ‘the type’ for this kind of experimentation. he was excited, to say the least. “i was thinking on your back,” he suggested, though he grabbed her wrists anyway, turning them up so he could take the rope back and do an experimental tie- loose, but very obviously there. “maybe i could tie you to the bed?” he asked carefully, undoing the rope with a couple gentle tugs, letting her know that he knew (however vaguely) what he was doing. 

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@queerkidsrp

As the red rope was laid against his wrists, he sat up a bit straighter, hands instinctively falling open in his lap to bring his wrists closer together. “Alright, let’s try it,” Vince agreed a little quickly, tilting his head to plant a kiss to Frank’s jaw. There was no denying his excitement - it wasn’t often that he was with someone he trusted enough to experiment with.

“yeah?” frank asked happily, pushing the blankets away so he could get comfortable before he carefully tied the other’s hands together. not having done this before, he wanted to be as careful as possible, making sure the rope wasn’t too tight, wouldn’t chafe too badly. then, he tugged the quick-release knot to undo it to make sure he could. “now for the real thing,” he hummed, tying the next one a little tighter, but otherwise executed exactly the same. “how does that feel?”