#r.a.c.k.

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i need him to be rough with me… like.. i need him to put me in my place while we fuck! grab my face, slap me around, punish me if i’m being bratty.. the possibilities are endless really

Anon. Can you please get out of my head because I feel very exposed right now. Either that or we’re both just kinky whores, because fucking Christ I am very much here for this. This is a thought I have very often.

In my head, there’s a TPE (total power exchange) dynamic to whatever degree the mood strikes. Frank being in charge of everything. Frank being in charge of when I get off, if I get off. Maybe that strikes your fancy too, I don’t know.

Whatever you did, it was wholly unacceptable. Seeing Frank’s features darken, knowing you fucked up. Taking your wrist, grip on the perfect side of too tight, and pulling you into the bedroom and pushing you down on your knees. Telling you to explain exactly what you did and why it was unacceptable. What punishment do you deserve? Whatever he deems fit. Telling you that he’s going to fuck your mouth since you like to run it so much, three, maybe five slaps.

Would it really be a punishment though? Your jaw aching from being forced wide, your scalp tender from his grip being so tight, cheeks red hot from the sting of his palm hitting just right.

Frank telling you how good you took your punishment, how good you were for him, making him tell you again why you needed to be punished. Then picking you up and settling you so gently on the bed that the contrast makes your head spin.

Fucking you slow, and so fucking deep that if the punishment didn’t put tears in your eyes this certainly did. The absolute look of adoration on his face as he pushes you even closer to coming than you were before. Neither of you lasting long, both coming so fucking hard you can barely breathe.

I think the aftercare would be the best fucking part. Laying in each others arms sweaty and fucked out until you both can form coherent thoughts. All cuddled up hearing how good you are, how much he loves you, eating little snacks and sharing a bottle of juice between you. Falling asleep with your head against his chest while he reads your favorite book.

Is it just me? No? Yes?

-ChronicArsonist

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can’t stop thinking about frank spitting in my mouth and fucking me till i’m crying and whining and squirming underneath him ❤️

Oh Christ. Jesus fucking Christ.

I’m literally pausing my show for this bc holy fuck.

This is also something I’ve thought about all too often. I’m not even going to pretend that this isn’t hot as fuck. In any era of his I would one hundred fucking percent be down for this.

Getting on your knees for him, mouth wide and slack as he fucks into it, fingers wound tight in your hair? Rambling about how fucking easy you are for him, how much of a whore you are for him to just drop with a single word from him?

Frank pulling out and telling you to keep your mouth open because the only thing it’s good for is his own pleasure. God the look he’d have on his face at seeing your lips and chin shining with spit, tears in your eyes from your aching jaw and scalp from his sharp tugs. Feeling so absolutely fucking wrecked and filthy when he yanks your hair harder, pulling your head farther back and fucking spitting right in your mouth. The whimper and groan it tears from you when you feel his spit hit your tongue, some landing on your lips and cheek adding to the mess you’ve already made of your face.

Getting pulled up by his hand gripping your arm and hair, keeping that balance of control and pain with the absolute fucking adoration in his eyes. And then hearing, feeling, his moan when he licks into your mouth and kisses you so fucking thoroughly while walking you back toward the bed. He’d be so fucking worked up that the two of you don’t even make it up to the pillows, just fucking sinking into you, not even waiting for you to adjust to the delicious stretch. And it’d be fucking perfect. He wouldn’t be able to keep his goddamn mouth shut. Telling you how perfect you are for him, his perfect filthy whore, how you listen so well, how you’d better keep your fucking hands exactly where they are above your head.

And you’d better come before he does or he won’t let you come at all. Shaking and whimpering with every thrust because every single one is perfect and hitting every goddamn spot that makes you arch and moan. You’d be so close that you couldn’t stop the tears from falling because God you needed to come and his rhythm was already faltering. Coming when he bites down where your neck meets shoulder so hard you know there’ll be a perfect set of imprints of his teeth. Feeling him finally come inside of you, filling you up.

Fucking….anon please. You are literally trying to kill me.

-ChronicArsonist

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ChronicArsonist’s Confession of the Night:

I cannot stop thinking about what Frank’s mouth would feel like on me.

Imagining getting a collar and leash on him. God he’d look so fucking pretty with some nice quality leather around that neck of his. Having him on his knees going down on me. Giving the leash a good yank and feeling him moan against me. Maybe it’s a slip chain collar and the tighter I pull the higher his moans get. Maybe it’s me sitting on his face, thighs pinning his head and he has to choose between breathing and eating me out. Maybe it’s me riding him and getting my hand on his pretty throat. Squeezing just right at the sides making his vision swim and mind go fuzzy. His gasp as I relent and it all goes rushing back to him. Doing it again and again until i finally tell him he can come and he fills me all up.

Fuck

-ChronicArsonist

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i want us both to be bloodied but at that point we're both so horny we cover eachother in blood until it's indistinguishable what came from who between the blood and cum and sweat as we melt together..

in a normal and chill way ofc

Anon please. You don’t understand to what degree of feral VERY much onboard with your confession. I am neither normal or chill about this in any sort of way.

It’s one of those kinks that I wouldn’t engage in without extreme trust and extensive testing with my partner, but bloody Frank? Please???

Biting his lip or shoulder hard enough to bleed, or him me, and kissing him fucking deep and filthy, blood dripping down his and/or my chin and chest, licking it up as we make our way down each others bodies, slicking my fingers with it and fingering him open as I eat him out or visa versa.

Deep bruises and broken skin and scratches down my back/stomach/thighs as he fucks me within an inch of my life.

Sitting on the bed after, stained red, gasping as we clean each other up, bandaging the bites and scratches as needed, rubbing arnica on our bruises.

Yeah, Anon. This is Something I think about probably way too much and I will not be doing any introspection of my self with this.

~ChronicArsonist🔥

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ChronicArsonist Confesses:

Oh god the confession worthy thoughts i’ve been having.

Every one of them involving Frank in lace panties. Beautiful soft lace covering his ass, stretched over his hard cock. His hands cuffed behind his back with a vibrating plug in his ass, kneeling with nothing to grind against. The lace progressively getting wetter and wetter as he gets so worked up his cock is leaking more and more.

Frank whimpering, begging for any sort of touch. Jolting with a yelp when I turn up the plug a few levels, grinding his ass back against his heels for something.

Finally taking pity on him and kneeling in front of him, holding his throat gently in my hand to keep his eyes on me. Frank coming with a sob, tears spilling over his cheeks with the first and only touch to his aching cock. Doubling over, pressing his throat harder against my hand, closing my fingers and digging into the sides of his neck causing him to gasp and spasm as his orgasm just. keeps. going. 

Only turning off the plug when he’s still crying and whimpering and begging for me to “take it out, please, baby please it’s— it’s too much, oh god, please”

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so we’ve all seen Frank’s o-face (every time he plays guitar) and we’ve all heard Frank’s moans (multiple songs in MCR and his own catalog) but do we think he’s noisy or quiet while he’s fucking? is he needy or does he just take what he’s given and appreciate it?

I personally think he’s noisy and talkative bc he literally cannot shut up - and I think he’s both needy and also grateful for what he’s given, like he’s not afraid to ask for something and tell you if he likes what you’re doing - but he also would be so grateful and complimenting you if you did what he asked or kept doing something he liked

Those big pretty eyes just looking up (or down) at you, I just know he gets what he wants every time, even if what he wants is to be *denied* what he wants

Long anon gets long answer~

see i think frank would be noisy. both topping and bottoming. 

topping i see him as being mouthy as fuck. telling you how good you’re being, how amazing you feel around him, how pretty you sound, maybe tell you how much he loves that you’re such a whore for him. i feel like he would constantly have his hands on you somewhere. holding your hips tight enough to bruise, a handful of your hair to keep you in mouths reach. the breathy moans and whispered fuck’s.

bottoming, now that’s a pretty thought. begging you to touch him, ‘please, anywhere, fuck’. trailing bites down his body and him gasping and writhing with each one. telling you exactly what he wants and how he wants it, letting him think he’s in control as he slowly but surely loses it, gives it to you. pulling his head back by his hair, a firm hand on his pretty pretty neck to get him whimpering. 

-ChronicArsonist

[franks-unholy-confessional]

one thing i have been talking about with my friend a lot recently is like how fucking hot it is to like talk through everything you're going to do with someone and like just consent idk it's sexy to get permission to choke someone and shit.

Okay so yes absolutely jesus fucking christ.

This is such a two fold thing because obviously consent is hot in general, we love explicit consent.

HOWEVER, when it’s used as dirty talk? F u c k.

Frank teasing you for so goddamn long and the absolute filth pouring out of his mouth just fucking narrating everything he’s doing to you, everything he wants to do to you??

trailing his hand up your body and wrapping it around your throat gently, almost a ghost of a touch, talking about how pretty you’d look with his hand print there, god the little noises you’d barely even be able to make as he starts to squeeze, how you’d be gasping and practically coming when he eases up and starts fucking into you harder.

Asking how you’d like that, get you begging for it. Begging him to mark you up all pretty and make you his, make sure everyone knows who you belong to.

~ChronicArsonist🔥