not a request but continuing your softdom!frank headcanon, i would also like to propose frank helping you during a work out? i feel like he’d definitely be there to provide you with proper support and motivation 🤭
imagine him helping you perfect push-ups 🙂↕️ his big hand on your back or on your stomach to help you understand what muscles you need to feel properly. or pull-ups!! him holding your hips and teaching you the correct grip on the bar.
it is all very self-indulgent but it’s been on my mind and i need to shareeeee 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️
OMG NO BC LEMME TALK MY SHIT!!!
this would be SO hot and we would not get a single workout done other than a loooooot of cardio iykwim BUT HOOOLY GUACAMOLE strength training with Frank ?! 🤤
Also that man would be SO strict in the gym with you WHICH MAKES IT EVEN MORE HOTTTTT
I LOVE YOUR SELF INDULGENT MIND!!
I know you said not a req but here's where my mind went anyways bc I’m just a girl with 3 hour layover, a phone and a dream.
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You weren't a total novice when it came to exercising but you were never really a 'gym' girl - more of a 'pilates princess' as people say.
But, you'd been reading a lot about how important it is for women to strength train and bla-bla-bla. So fine, you thought, for the sake of longevity and a healthy 70 year old version of you, you finally asked Frank to take you to the gym with him.
And it's the way he sat you down and give you a run-down of what today's workout would entail for you. He wrote you out a full program - and he's so serious about it. Because the gym, and exercising to Frank was borderline how he kept his sanity for a while.
"alright, gonna start with full body, when ya build up a good base then we'll start doin a split yeah?" like he's explaining instructions to a high risk mission. And you're just all "mhm, okay Frankie" all chirpy and smily at his stern face. Before you jump into his truck.
Into the gym you both walk, you with your cute matching set and Frank with his loose trackies, wife-beater and zipped up dark hoodie. Two opposites, hand in hand walking into the gym together.
The regulars had seen Frank multiple times before, he was the gruff guy who keeps his hood on most of the time, grunting away under a barbel. The ominous looking guy that most people knew to leave alone.
So, imagine everyones surprise when he walks in with a bright smiling pretty thing on his arm. However, no one has a death wish - so all of a sudden the floor, the ceiling, the weight stack... literally anything looks more interesting than you.
He's got you set-up on the pull-up bar, Frank is planted right behind you "hands up" you nod palms wrapping around the metal.
"palms towards you, gon get more biceps, palms away gon get more back" he says as he reaches up to flip your grip so the whites of your palm face you before they skim over your flexed bicep.
"gimme five" he orders, softened with a quick kiss on your cheek
"FIVE?! Frank. I've never even been able to do three by myself" you look back at him in disbelief.
"s'why i'm here, cmon, up" he pats the side of your hip as he breaks a small smirk.
you sigh pulling yourself up.
First rep - not so bad, easy even.
Second rep - okay a little more effort, still not too bad.
Third rep - your pull becomes a little jerky, shoulders starting to hitch up by your ears
"gotta pull those shoulder blades down baby, get those lats working" feeling his palm smooth over the side of your crop then down the side of your torso.
“Fr-ank I c-can’t” you’re grunting into your fourth attempt not even making it a quarter way before you feel your arms starting to give way.
And you feel his palms grip the outer curve of your thigh “you’re my girl aint’ya? Said my girls doin five” his fingers digging into the meat as he’s assisting you through your last two reps “atta girl, one more c’mon” he encourages you as you finish your last pull.
“Yyyyeah there you go baby” he says so proud when your turn around with a big smile on your face
AHHH I could go on and on about how he would help you through different exercises but I’ll shut up
BUT LIKE omg him cueing you through a deadlift, palm patting your butt as he teaches you how to hinge your hips properly you grab the barbell
OR LIKE and overhead press and his behind you again, light taps of his calloused hands on your triceps helping you push and a kiss the back of your head when you finish the last rep.
And the worst part of all this is that he’s not even trying to seduce you!!! He’s taking this so seriously and that makes the mess between your leggings THAT much worse.
Ah I need this man to be my gym buddy, not only because the obvious reason AWOOGAAA but he would be so encouraging in such a tough no bs way - like you could throw any excuse at him and he’s just rolling his eyes like “yeah yeah let’s go next set”
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Also, a teensy but different to gym training with Frank but I've actually been working on this one shot hehe
*sneakily slide into the empty side of ur bed n stay there*
sooooooo how r we feeling abt some possessive!reader with frank? bec let's me tell u that if i somehow managed to bagged him, best believe that i would not let him out of my sight for long lololol
*heeeeeey, you come here often? 😏*
Oooh I feel very very very good about this hehehehe I think I wrote in the NSFW alphabet post that I genuinely think frank would get turned on by this 🥵. I also low key think he would be kind of oblivious to a woman trying to hit on him. Like that man could spot a threat from a million miles away, but someone trying to pick him up goes straight over his head.
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Like imagine, you guys are at a get together or something at a friends house. A chill little thing, there’s this woman there who’s a friend of a friend of a friend. Neither of you have met her before but you clocked it the second you guys walked in - the way her eyes would linger on him, the way her hands brushed his arms and shoulder when laughing at something and the way she asked him to help her pick something up.
Obviously frank would never say no to helping someone, and he’s none the wiser. Not even when she all but purrs a thank you at him after and he just huffs a “yeah no problem” and walks off as her eyes follow him.
It would be funny I guess, if she didn’t know that you two were together but she knew and was still trying????
And after everyone’s finished eating they’re all sitting around and chatting. You walk over, bypassing the empty chair and prop yourself down right on franks lap - your eyes fixed on her. Frank spreads his big thighs a little to make room and opens his arms to wrap them around you.
Not uncommon for either of you, what was uncommon is how you felt a little tense and your breathing feels a little sharper. Usually you melt into his lap, airy and breezy - not a care in the world.
He looks up at you as you rake your fingers through his hair by the nape of his neck - he follows your eyes and sees you staring daggers at the other woman. “Y’okay baby?” He asks quietly just so you can hear as he nudges his nose into you. You look down into his eyes, and lean down giving him a kiss. Feeling her eyes on you both you deepen the kiss, your tongue running a line under the inside of his lip - he feels the grip you have on his hair tighten. That action itself gets him a little hard, you feel him stiffen under your thigh. “yeah I’m perfect Frankie” you smile into his lips.
“Yeah damn right you are honey” he laughs a little as he finally registers what’s happening. He gives you a little kiss on your arm as his own snakes tighter around you returning to the conversation.
Your eyes shoot back to her, and you see she’s averted her gaze now. You relax back into Frank and enjoy the rest of the evening.
When you both get back home you make damn sure to let Frank know who he belongs to 🫣
Small argument with frank before bed and you’re both frowning and refusing to back down…so you steal all the blanket and take up space on the bed
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🌺 hi hi ! <3 long time! (totes my fault cos I been slowww with my inbox) I hope you been doing gooood my lovely little hibiscus!
but LOL so funny I can so see this happening over the silliest thing and Frank just manhandling you HAHA i'm also like howwwww long would Frank keep up the grumpy front when you're also grumpy over something small
i hope you enjoy the silly little blurb that came to mind
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"Frank! I am perfectly capable of taking a bus" your tone clipped as you stare at him
"yeea-alright big girl good for you, m'droppin you anyways" he drawls dismissively infront of you, blocking the door way, so infuriatingly stubborn about the whole thing with his arms folded across his chest.
It's almost midnight and you have both been going in circles for an hour now. You had a work conference to attend tomorrow, it was early and a bit of a drive. You'd had your route planned out and everything.
As soon as Frank had caught a whiff of you getting public transport at some ungodly hour of the morning he, well he did what he does best - he gets stubborn about your safety.
Really, you were doing him a favour, he was going to have to drive 40 minutes in the opposite direction from his work to drop you to your conference - you were just being practical.
For you and Frank though, practicality meant different things. Because for Frank, practically anything could happen to you if you had to take the bus that early in the morning. Practically anyone could be on the bus at that time - why risk it.
"I've gotten the bus before Frank I'll survive - it doesn't make any sense for you to drop me" you're getting frustrated now.
"why'ya bein stubborn, m'droppin you. end of story." he states with a maddening finality
"how am I being stubborn!!?" voice high pitched now as your patience thins.
"i'm telling you i'm dropping you, and ya'keep fightin me on it - you're being stubborn" Franks decibel rising with yours
Both face-to-face, neither of you backing down. It was silly really,
"jesus christ Frank its midnight, I'm going to bed and i'm getting the bus. goodnight" you huff with a roll of your eyes, storming past him.
ripping the covers off the bed you burrito yourself inside it and plop down right in the middle of the bed. You're being petty, you know it but he is SO stubborn and it drives you MAD!
Frank's just leaning on the side of the doorway watching the whole show rolling his eyes
"ya'being dramatic" he sighs making his way to the side of the bed.
"move over" you hear him behind you
Do you listen? No. Instead you grip the covers under your chin tighter and cement yourself in place. A small smile under the covers with your seeming victory before-
"FRANK!" you yelp as he pretty much picks you up like a forklift, moving you over and wrapping his arms around his little you-burrito.
"want me to freeze? fine, still gon' drop ya tomorrow" and you feel a kiss on the back of your head as he settles behind you.
goddamnit
the way one little kiss from him can quell your frustration towards him - that fact alone? equally as maddening.. fiiiiiiine. He feels you unfurl in his arms before you sheepishly tuck him in under the covers with you in a silent apology.
You feel Franks huff of a chuckle through your hair
"be ready by 5am" he says softer now
and honestly, you're too tired to argue.
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i so sorry this wasnt my best writing, just some drabble, my brain is poopoo rn
I go feral for husband!Frank <333 TY for the request :) (another one from the old account that I hadn't answered) - not proof read
warnings: husband!frank, protective!frank, minor mentions of violence, SMUT, MDNI, oral (f receiving)
Oooooh anon I LOVE THIS!!! Thank you for this req!!! You just KNOW he would be sooo freakin protective!! I also feel like he would toy with the guy a little (unless he was physically trying to advance on reader then it would be a completely different situation) - anywhos imagine this
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Sometimes you wake up with a cleaning itch and with Frank at work you take the opportunity to do a deep clean of your shared home. You're in your own world, music blasting in your little home shorts and tank top.
There's a nice breeze going so you open up the big windows around the house after you mop the floors to air everything out. You're so in your own world that you're completely ignorant to the tradesmen on the opposite side of the street.
After throwing all the rubbish into a garbage bag you drag it to the front door, contemplating for a minute - you could wait for Frank to come home and take it out but ah just get it done now you think, that way Frank can relax when he comes home.
Unfortunately, you catch the attention of one of the tradesmen as you make your way out of the front door lugging the garbage bag out. He's standing in front of his van with is high-vis uniform, eyes following you between your path to the bin and back to the front door.
You're so oblivious that you don't even hear the rumble of Franks truck down the street as he returns home from work, too focused on wiping down the window panes. When Frank gets closer to the house he immediately clocks the workman leaning against his truck and watching into your home, through the open window - like a predator.
He slows down a little before driving past your home and parks his truck a house away from both of yours. Walking up the footpath opposite to your house he stops next to the workman.
"pretty aint she?" Frank says, following the mans eyes as he looks into the open window watching you, his pretty baby, so blissfully unaware. The way you're bopping along and singing to your music as you clean. He tries his very best to level his tone and mask the way he wants to rip the mans eyes out.
The man looks at Frank and stands up a little straighter as if he is afraid he's been caught out till he see's how Frank is also dressed in high vis and cargo pants, assuming he must be another worker. He relaxes back onto his van after being lulled into a false sense of security by Frank.
"hell yeah brother, don't know how anyone can live across that and do nothin about it" the man laughs "been watching her all day and damn" he finishes letting out a wolf whistle his eyes never leaving you. The comment fills Frank instantly with rage, been watching you all day?
"yeah? you gonna do something about it?" Frank grits out, his fists balled and teeth clenched.
"I might, she ain't had a man home the whole day - maybe she needs one, i'll show her what a real man feels like huh" he laughs again looking over to frank before his face drops.
He see's the way Frank is staring back at him with a stone cold look and anger in his eyes. Franks hand grabs the back of the guys head and pushes his face into the pane of his van. "That's my fuckin' wife, if I see you hanging around here again, i'll be cleaning the road with your face - got it?" he grits out, nostrils flaring "get the fuck outta here" he spits out, banging the guys head against the metal of his van with a clang.
"s-shit I didn't know man" the man whimpers before running back around to his van and driving off. Frank stands in the middle of the road staring down his van as it rounds the corner. He looks back to your house and see's you walking around, still in your own little world.
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You turn towards the door when you hear it open
"Frankie!" you say brightly, blissfully unaware of the fact that Frank had almost caved someones head in for watching you, you didn't need to know he thinks to himself.
He loved you like this, happy and unbothered - as bad as he felt that you did all of this yourself he knows that it's like a form of therapy for you. Home alone, your music blasting as you busy yourself cleaning. This was your home, he wanted you to feel safe and he took that responsibility upon himself.
"hey sweetheart" frank replies, feeling the way the tension instantly leaves his body- he could tell you've been cleaning for most of the day. Your wrinkled shorts and messy hair with the rubber cleaning gloves up your forearms.
He walks over to you, places his hands on your hips and pulls you into him giving you a kiss. He chuckles at the way you keep your arms outstretched beside yourself, not wanting to get the dirty gloves near him but still wanting his lips on yours.
"been busy huh?" he muses looking around him
"Almost done honey" you reply with a quick peck before bouncing off.
Frank laughs a little before he picks up the mop bucket and takes it to the laundry to empty it and rinse it out for you.
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When he makes his way back to the living room he see's you lighting a candle - gloves thrown in the sink.
"you eat today?" he asks coming up behind you
"mhm had lunch not too long ago, you?" you nod, feeling his arms wrap around you.
"yeah..house looks nice baby, thank you" Frank smiles
"yeah? you're welcome Frankie now you can relax huh" you say turning in his arms to face him.
he gives you a simple u-huh before he picks up up and wraps your legs around him. A gleeful shriek escapes you when you feel his grizzly beard nuzzle down your neck as he places kisses down it.
He walks you both over to the couch and places you down. He sinks to his knees in front of you and pushes your legs apart - slotting himself in between.
Your feet come up to rest on the edge of he couch as Frank leans forward to kiss you again. Your lips open for him as you deepen in the kiss, tasting his tongue and your pussy all of a sudden realises just how much she's missed Frank all day.
Frank breaks apart to bring your legs together and you feel his hands pull your shorts and panties from under your hips and peels them off your legs.
"babyyy.. what are you doing" you say with a breathy laugh.
"I'm relaxin, thought you wanted me to relax honey" he drawls as he throws your shorts and panties over his shoulder and picks your feet up to place them back where they were on the edge of the couch, spreading your legs wide open for him again.
The heady scent from your cunt fills his senses instantly and pulls him further down between your legs like his been hook, line and sinker-ed. He can't wait to taste you, can't wait to thank you, cannot wait to make you scream his name so loud that the whoever is trying to look in from the windows knows they could never make you feel as good as he can.
Without a second to spare he dives in - his broad tongue licking a fat stripe up your slit. Instantly making your hips twitch "uhh fuck baby" you gasp as your hand grips into his hair. He grunts into your pussy in response as he laps away, licking up your juices as both his palms stay firm on the underside of your thighs keeping you nice and open for him to dine.
He can smell the sweat from your labours of the day and loves the way it mixes with the salty sweet nectar from your cunt. "taste so good baby, been working so hard for me today huh" he grunts into your pussy with a deep inhale as his hands start massaging your thighs.
Sighing at the relief of your tense muscles and they feel of his tongue your breath hitches when you feel his lips suckle around your clit "gggodd yess-feels so good Frankieee" you whine as your hips start to unconsciously grind into his mouth.
"y-yeahh honey thats it been missin my wifes pussy all fuckin day" frank moans as he hooks his hands behind your ass and pushes you harder into his face. The sounds of him slurping at your cunt are wiped out by the sound of your cries when he pushes two of his fat fingers inside your hole "Fuuuuck Frank oh my god" you all but scream.
Frank's fingers find that sweet spot inside your walls instantly as his mouth returns to your clit and he starts sucking away. You look down at him, the site of him slobbering between your legs has your chest heaving. He looks so beautiful like this you think to yourself. His eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he look up at you with his pleading brown eyes begging to taste your cum.
You feel the tightening in your belly as your hips start to grind back and forth, fucking yourself on his fingers. His lips continue suckling away at your clit when you start to pulse around his fingers " yesyesyes-fuuuuckk m'coming frankiee ohmygoddd" you cry out as your thighs start to tremble and lock around his head.
"c'mon baby thats it, give it to me fuck" he begs into your pulsing cunt as your chest heaves off the back of the couch - your orgasm hits you, your walls tighten around Franks fingers pushing into your wet hole, his lips locked around your sensitive clit. He doesn't ease up as he works you through your high, not until he feels your legs turn to jelly as they fall open again, loose and relaxed.
He kisses his way back up to your lips. Your eyes flutter open as you look up at him, his lower face glistening with your cum and his toothy grin. You push yourself up and lick his lips, tasting your salty release before kissing him. Your legs come down off the couch, each foot placed on either side of him as you stand up,
"c'mon puppy" you coo at him sweetly as you run your fingers through his hair "let me show you how nice the shower looks now"
He places one last kiss on your cunt before he stands up, you hold his hand and lead him back to the bathroom.
You really were excited to show him how clean the shower was....
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a/n: TY FOR THIS REQUEST!! I am such a slut for husband frank!! <3
how do you think Frank would react to you having stretch marks :( ?
bby ❤️❤️ big hugs !!!!
I honestly believe it would be such a nothing factor for him? And I mean that in the best way. I don’t even think he would notice them or say anything about them.
Be it old stretch marks or new red/purple ones he genuinely doesn’t see it as anything that needs voicing - he just wouldn’t care? Like the man is littered in scars
So, stretch marks ? Just a sign of you being alive, you being a human - like how freakin cool is the body that it can grow and change with us through so many different phases of life !!
And if you made it evident that you’re insecure about it ? He’d be so perplexed like “whaddya mean baby? be fuckin weird if your body changed and it didn’t leave marks huh?” Like he’d just be so matter of fact about it.
But he'll notice the way you always hide yourself if you change in front of him, you're always awkward when you shower together - making him get out before you do or vice-versa.
Okay, no problem, maybe you just want your privacy? he's no stranger to wanting that.
And the first few times you both get intimate you keep shying away from him.
The first time he tries peeling your top off you stop his hands "can i keep it on frankie" and he doesn't say anything "y-yeah 'course baby"
Then the second time he starts taking your clothes off and you're like "one second baby" before you reach over and turn the lamp off, okay... fine. He'll oblige - anything for your comfort.
The third time he starts to wonder why, is he doing something wrong? were you feeling pressured ? or were you not into it? He starts to get a little worried.
Now its the fourth time, he's pumping in and out of you and his hands slide under your tank top but you start pulling it back down and his in your mouth panting "w-wanna see you baby, p-please lemme see you"
And you sigh looking up at him. Fine, you give in. Slowly peeling your tank top off. Eyes looking everywhere else but at him, ready for a noise of disgust but.. you hear nothing? But you do feel him twitch inside of you?
Your hands unconsciously splay over that soft belly/hips or thighs he loves so much trying to cover the marks that fuel your insecurities.
You look back up at him and he's looking down at your body with pure hunger in his eyes. "fuckinn-christ, you are so beautiful baby" he'll groan lowly before he picks your wrists up and pins them above your head - because how dare you block his view of such a wonderful masterpiece?? And he continues his movements, a little more rough and desperate.
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Frank has just been through so much and seen so much and he is a MAN y’know? Stretch marks are NOT going to scare him off. Because if he loves you he LOVESSS YOU 🫵🏻
Hi! How do you think Frank would react to you being drunk ? i srsly love the way you wrote Frank btw !!! ❤️
Hii nonnieee💗💗
Firstly, thank you so much!! 🥰
And secondly, the man would be in his element ! Like he already loves taking care of you so imagine when your inhibitions are out the door and you’re on him like a bee on honey! Regardless of where you are, you just know that once you’re home he’s making you guzzle down some water and an aspirin, helping you get unready - taking your make up off for you because he knows how much you despise sleeping with your make up and the next morning he’s already got a pot of coffee and a greasy ass breakfast ready for you!!!
Im thinking of two scenarios here, if you’ll allow me to indulge:
You’re out with your friends having a little girls night and Frank drops you and your girlfriends off to a bar after you all got ready at your place while he was making sure your drinks are all topped up. They all hop out and he grabs you by your hips and gives you a kiss and his all like “you call me when you’re all ready to leave, I don’t care what time it is ya hear me” and you’re just like mhm all bright eyed and excited and he goes through all the checks “Phone charged? Power bank? Location on?” And then off you trot to have a good night
A few hours later his phone rings and you’re slurring on the other line “fffffraaaaaankieeeeee” the “ieeee” turning into a high pitched squeak and he’s already laughing and getting into the car. He didn’t go too far, still just around the corner so he’ll be there soon with food and water in the car for you and all your friends.
Then it’s just you two in the car after he’s dropped everyone off “had a good night baby?” and you’re slurring your reply “mmmsoo much f-unnnn da-oh my god danced so mmuch!!!” You squeak and his follow up question is “any asshole try dance with you” and you reply with half a slice of pizza in your mouth “nnnnah-ahh oooooh one guy tried to buy me a drink bbbbut I told him I have a biiiiiiig big big scary and reeeeeallly sexy boyfriend aaaaaand then he left me alone” and he’s just like “yeah you do” with a smug ass grin and pat on your thigh
Once you’re home he’s got you tight in his arms walking you into the house. Slipping your heels off for you after you melt into the couch. Instead of getting up to go to bed you’re scooting further up on the couch because it’s just sooo comfy. But he’s already scooping you up “let’s go to bed baby, gonna be complainin bout being sore tomorrow”
When he’s got you in his arms carrying you bridal style to the bedroom you’re staring up at him all starry eyed at his beautiful chiseled face and broad crooked nose like it was carved out by Michelangelo himself. “quit staring” he’ll mumble all bashful but your poking his cheek “buuuut you’re sooooo pretty frankieeee, anyone tell you how pretty you are” you’re half laughing half hiccuping
“No baby, no one has ever told me how pretty I am” he’ll say with a pointed face but he’s beaming on the inside.
or or or
You’re both out for dinner somewhere, an anniversary or a birthday or just a date night perhaps. And after a glass or two you’re feeling all giggly and tipsy and Frank is looking at you from across the table like you’re just the most adorable thing in the world. I can imagine him pulling you and securing you tight by his side with his arm tight around your waist being like “c’mon jelly legs let’s get you home” and because you’re you and he’s Frank you’re like “oooh and then what are we gonna do” wink wink nudge nudge and he looks down at you like “well you’re gonna have a big glass of water, and Frankie’s gonna help you take your make up off and get changed and you’re going to sleep tiger”
But you give him you’re puppy eyes and you’re like “nooooooo”
But sure as shooting, you get in the passenger seat and he drapes his jacket over your legs and by the time he turns the corner from the restaurant you’re out - snoring away in the passenger seat as he drives you both home chuckling to himself while supporting your head.
He is a man of his word though so he carries you upstairs takes your dress and heels off and puts his t-shirt over you and takes your make up off then tucks you into bed 🥰🥰🥰
(Also I think sexy time while you’re drunk especially while he is sober would be a haaaaard no for him)
An adorable request from my love @heav3nb9by on my old acc <3
[not proof read 🫣]
Warnings: mostly fluff, making out, established relationships
omg omg omg i die he is sooo clingy puppy in german shepherd body 😫 he would so do this though I can just see it. And big yes to caveman-esque Frank. GIMME RN
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You left for work in a rush this morning, sleeping through your alarm (totally franks fault by the way for keeping you up last night). You would be mad at him if it wasn’t for the way he had you chanting his name to the high heavens the night before.
Luckily after alot of late nights on site Frank had a Monday off. So as he pulled open the fridge to throw together a quick snack for himself before he went to the gym he sees your lunch container in the fridge. The one he had thoughtfully put together for you the night before. A very quintessential Frank meal - no frills, just the right balance of carbs, fats and protein. He had to make sure his angel was eating right of course.
Whenever he was home and you were pressed on time he loved putting together lunch for you. If he wasn’t there to make sure you eat then it gave him comfort knowing he was the one who at least prepared it for you. Sighing a little he grabs his phone.
You’re nose deep in your work when a buzz from your phone pulls your focus.
Frankie ❤️
What time you goin on lunch today?
Oh crap… lunch.. you think to yourself as the realisation dawns
You:
Shit
Frankie ❤️:
I know baby I’m bringin it
You:
No don’t worry frankie it’s okay, I’ll get something from work
Frankie ❤️
what time.
We talked about this, gotta make sure you’re eating right honey
almost hearing his serious tone through the text you decide you know better than to fight him on this
You:
Around midday, thank you baby ❤️
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It’s roughly 11:30am when Frank packs your lunch and a sub for himself in his eski that he takes to work and your water bottle filled with fresh cool water and jumps in his truck and heads to your workplace.
The doors slide open as Frank trudges into the lobby of your workplace. Donned in black and his rugged beard and mane. The doorman recognises his truck from the countless times he has picked you up from work and gives Frank a simple nod that he reciprocates as he walks past him. The heads turn as they inevitably do when Frank walks in anywhere.
It’s 11:56 as Frank paces around the lobby waiting for you before he resigns to a seat near the elevators. He’s fusses, tense in the uncomfortable and way too small for him chairs. Knee bobbing up and down with that almost semi permanent scowl he wears on his face as he waits for you, ignoring the side glances and hushed whispers from others.
The elevator dings as you hop out all giddy excited to see your love. You’re beaming when you see him sitting there. He rises to his feet as soon as he sets his eyes on you. His shoulders drop a few inches and his hardened face softens when he sees the way you bounce towards him.
“Hi baby” he whispers quiet enough for your ears only with that coy smile and heart eyes. He steals a quick peck from your lips as his hands circle your waist.
“Hi” you smile at him, stealing a quick kiss of your own.
“Foods in the truck” he says with a hand on the small of your back as he guides you out.
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You’re sitting in the passenger seat of Franks truck munching on your lunch yapping away about your silly little work dramas.
Frank’s just staring at you from the driver side. His body angled towards you, that awe-ish smile he gets when he gets sidetracked by his thoughts about how adorable you are when you’re all animated like this telling your story.
Closing the lid on your container and placing it down by your seat. You open your mouth to continue your story before you pause, looking at the way Frank’s staring at you.
“Fraaaank stop staring” you laugh, feeling the heat rise up your neck.
“m’not staring” he mutters as he leans forward over the middle console and cradles the back of your head with his big palm, pulling you into a sweet kiss.
You can’t help the smile as you kiss him back. Feeling his tongue lick your bottom lip you laugh a little as you pull apart slightly.
“Baby we’re in the car park… at my work..” you playfully scold him with your eyebrow arched but your smile giving you away.
“So? Give those boys another reminder to stay the fuck away from you” he mutters as he kisses down your jaw and his other hand hooks behind your knee
“Oh believe me baby they know” you laugh as he pulls your leg higher and your body - under his spell as always - climbs over the console to straddle him.
“Thank you for bringing my lunch Frankie” you say kissing him on his nose
“Gotta make sure my baby eats” he mumbles between kissing you “can’t be sleeping through those alarms”
“Mmm and who’s fault is it that I slept in huh” you reply with a soft playful bite of his lower lip
“Don’t remember you complaining last night” he chides with a cheeky smile and a light tap on the curve of your hip before deepening his kiss
Both of your hips have a mind of their own, as yours grind into his. You forget where you are for a hot second when you feel him push his hips up into you. A small gasp escapes your mouth when you feel that hardness through his jeans press up deliciously between your legs. Your skirt riding up your thighs as Franks palms slowly start to traverse the newly exposed skin.
A close of a car door not too far causes you to jerk up and snap out of the heated bubble you’re in. Looking out the window you see your coworker coming back from lunch.
“Ughh gotta go back baby” you sigh as you grab his wrist, tilting it to read the time on his watch.
His hands grip your waist tighter as his arms circle around you. “Do you have to, just say you feel sick” he groans as he continues his kisses down your neck.
“Frank they saw me walk out of here with you, plus I’ve been telling everyone about how I’m going to have lunch with my sexy boyfriend today” you laugh but you’re movements betray your words as you tilt your head to the side to give him better access to your neck.
“Say you had a family emergency” he mumbles, distracted by the scent of you as his beard grazes the skin of your neck.
“Oh yeah? What’s the family emergency?” You chide, as your fingers dance through his hair
“Me, I need you.. that’s an emergency” he says with that cheeky smile again as he looks up at you.
You hold his grizzly face between your palms “my puppy, can you wait till I get home.. then I can say thank you how I want to? Please” you coo at him and you feel
Frank stills his face as he begrudgingly loosens his hold on you. “Fine” he sighs, knocking his head back on the headrest of his seat.
You can help but laugh a little at the way his sad eyes plead up at you like a dog waiting by the dinner table for a scrap of food.
You swing your legs around as he opens his door for you to step out and he gets out behind you. He turns you around to adjust your skirt before you walk to the building, your hand in his.
“Alright honey, be here when you finish yeah?” He says once you reach the sliding doors.
You would tell him not to wait around but you know your attempts would be futile. So concede with a simple kiss and a “okay baby, I’ll see you in a few hours” before you walk back into the building, feeling franks eyes on you all the way till you’re in the lift. Only then does he turn and head back for the truck to sit and wait for his angel to finish what they started.
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a/n: this req was soo cutesy 🥹 we love acts of service Frank!!!!
Biting frank 😓 cuddling frank 😓 tickling frank 😓putting your freezing feets on his belly😓then him grabbing your legs 💔 and You HATE being tickled so you’re screaming for your dear life and accidentally hitting his face😭😭😭😭😭he tries to hide his pain with a grunt because you just almost broke his jaw and you’re like “ oh my fucking good frank I’m SORRY” and now he’s milking it and asking you to do sooo many stuffs so that the pain can “go” away
“I need back scratches so it can distract me from the pain”
“I want…garlic bread…so I can forget about the pain”
“Can you…?put on my fav tv show and bring me a blanket?”
At first you’re cooperating because you feel bad but then you realize he’s just making fun of you and getting his revenge for the earlier terror LMAOOO
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HII 🌺 <3
PLS this is so funny to think about HAHA because I feel like his pride lowkey would be SO wounded by the fact that you actually sort of hurt him. But literally he would milk the shit out of this because of how sweet you’d be to him after
hope you enjoy this little blurb hehe
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Sometimes you wondered if Frank was honestly made of steel because you could do just about anything to him and he wouldn’t bat an eye.
He was just so fun to annoy, especially when you were both sitting on the couch together and Frank was really into whatever it was that the two of you were watching - that seemed to be when you were at your cheekiest.
Sometimes when you just wanted him in a self-soothing way you would nibble on his bicep when you while tangled in his arms with the occasional bite into his flesh, never enough to draw blood but enough to leave your teeth marks because it weirdly felt good and you just couldn’t get enough of him. And he'd just look down at you, eyebrow arched “hungry?” And you just shake your head with your mouth still latched onto his bicep with your pretty eyes looking up at him and it always makes him melt.
And then, there were times like this - when you were being a little shit. Digging your finger into his ribcage and he flinches away a little trying to hold your wrists grumbling “knock it off”. So you do… for like 30 seconds until you wiggle you ice cold feet under his t-shirt and push them into his warm stomach “Jeeeesus Christ” he hisses out before he holds both of your ankles in his hands and pulls you down so your back is flat on the couch.
You shriek as he lowers himself down and cages you between his gigantic arms. “Alright you wanna play huh?” He laughs as his hand goes up under your shirt and digs into your ribcage just under your armpit “nonononono Frank please no I’m sorry I’m sorry I was cold I swear” you cry out before you can’t stop the cackles leaving your mouth “oh yeah? Cold huh?” He laughs at you and the way your legs are kicking beneath him trying to break free. “Frank!” You manage between a wheeze trying to claw out of his hold as he continues tickling you.
Your wrist manages to wrangle itself out of his strong hold and your arm flies up, the back of your knuckles connect with Franks jaw with a loud *CRACK*. Your eyes go wide, both of your palms come up to cover your mouth in shock.
“Ugh” Frank grunts as he sits back on the couch, letting go of you as his palm coming up to rub over his cheek. “owww shit baby I think you broke it” Frank groans theatrically as his head tilting back in the couch “no no omg baby I’m so sorry let me see” you coo frantically climbing into his lap eyebrows furrowed in concern as you pull his hands down from his face and cradle his jaw.
“I’ll make it better Frankie I’m so sorry didn’t mean to hit you that hard” you plead with the softest little kisses over his jaw and Frank winces in pain but you miss the little smirk on his lips.
“Is it that bad baby?” You ask, your big doe eyes looking up at him in apology. “Yeah hurts honey, maybe if you give me a massage or somethin it’ll help y’know relax muscles, distract me?” He asks with a pout on his lips. “Y-yeah okay baby” you say hurriedly with a kiss in his pursed lips before you climb over the couch “lay back” you say softly as he tips his head back on the couch.
Your hands get to work, kneading away his upper traps and up his neck “does that feel good Frankie?” You ask as your thumbs dig into his meaty muscles. “Yyyyyeah that’s good” he sighs in content. You keep going for a few minutes before asking him again “better?” your voice so sincere he almost caves but he sits instead.
Then it’s giving him a foot rub and a head massage. Promising to make him his favourite lasagna this week, you agree to all of his requests then he asks.
“Hmm can you get me one of those brownies you made? They’re so good maybe it’ll make me feel better?” He asks, almost batting his eyelashes at you. But it works “of course baby whatever you want” and off you run into the kitchen and put two in a little plate and dash back to him. Picking one up and bringing it to his mouth “be careful Frankie” you say softly as he opens his mouth to take a bite
When you dust the brownie dust of your fingers and look back up at him see the smirk on his face. You eyes narrow as you put the plate down "frank castle, have you been-" you cant even finish your interrogation before Frank's laugh bellows out of him "hell of a right hook ya got baby" he laughs before wrapping his arms around you "frank I genuinely thought I hurt you!!!" you scold him with a nudge of your elbow "you gonna stop annoying me now?" he asks with a kiss on your head "maybe just for tonight, no promises tomorrow" :)
