“Why are you here Mudock?”
“Why are you here Murdock.”, it was a good question, a valid question, a question you didn't have an answer to, you weren't sure how you got from arguing with Matt in his apartment to standing at the doorstep of one of Frank Castle's safe houses, the one he just so happened to be at.
“Me- me and Matt got into a fight, and I-I just need a place to cool down.” Frank looked down at you, you could tell you needed more than a cool down, you looked like you wanted to scream, cry, maybe both.
“Fine, but I want the full story y’here me?” You rolled your eyes as you shoved past him, your eyes widening in shock, although it probably shouldn't have been a shock that he was holding a cocked gun to the door.
“You can't sense it the way he can, can ya?” He asked as he shut the door. “I can't do anything the way he can apparently.” You said looking around, stopping once you spotted the fridge.
You quickly walked over and opened it, grabbing a beer. “Sure sweetheart help yer self.” Frank teased sitting on the couch, the spot you assumed he was in before you showed up.
“So what happened.” He asked watching you bring your beer to your lips. “Matt believes I am a naive little girl that can't protect herself.” You groaned walking around the couch, taking perch beside him.
“Technically he's not wrong, you may carry a gun, and not walk alone at night, but in the way he wants you to be your defenseless.” “I'm sorry aren't you supposed to hate my brother? I mean whose side are you on?” “I'm on the side that keeps your pretty little ass safe.”
“And why do you care, why do you care if I'm safe?” “Because it would be a shame if something happened to you.” You rolled your eyes at his words as you finished the last of your beer.
You leaned forward to place your empty bottle on the coffee table. “This is a nice safe house, nicer than I expected.” “Damn, you expect me to be in some dump.” “Pretty much.” You shrugged.
You felt Frank's hand on your thigh before you saw it, and God if the roughness of his palm didn't feel good against your skin. You leaned over, you're lips inches from Franks. He had a smirk on his face.
“Fuck you, Frank.” Was the last words you got out before Frank caught your lips in a kiss, a sloppy kiss. Frank's hands gripped your thighs, as he manhandled you to straddle him.
Frank gripped your hips as you cupped his face, running your fingers along the stubble on his jaw. One of Frank's hands gripped your ass, earning a gasp from you, a gasp that Frank used to slip his tongue into your mouth.
You moaned, sucking on the muscle. You pulled away from Frank, leaning your head back as you rolled your his against his, groaning as your clothed heat rubbed up against the growing bulge in his pants.
You gasped as Frank stood up, your legs locked around his waist as he walked towards a door you only assumed was the bedroom.
“You're fuckin’ pretty you know that?” Frank praised as a hand came up to cup your face, leaving only one hand holding you up. “I've been told-” You let out a squeal as Frank threw you on the bed.
Frank crawled on top of you, he grabbed the hem of your shirt pulling it over your head, he let out a grunt when he saw the white lace bra, “Was this the whole reason you came over?” Frank teased, before placing sloppy kisses on your jaw and then your neck, slowly making his way down.
He undid the lacy fabric before pulling it off and discarding it somewhere on the floor. He gripped the soft flesh, and he brushed his thumbs over your nipples, smirking as he felt them harden under his touch.
He pinched one of them roughly, tugging at it, earning a loud whimper from you. Frank leaned down taking the sore bud into his mouth, running his tongue soothingly over it. Frank gave your other nipple the same treatment before he brought that one into his mouth.
You gripped at the short hair on the back of his head arching your chest up towards him. Frank grinned as he kissed down your body, once he made it to your jeans, he undid your zipper and button with his teeth.
“God I get why guys enjoy it when I do that now.” You groaned, Frank looked up at you with a cocked brow. He shook his head as he pulled down your jeans and panties at the same time. You shivered as the cold air brushed your dripping cunt.
“You normally get this wet from some teasin’ and grindin’?” He asked, the comment was backhanded but Christ if the words didn't have you shivering.
“Such a pretty pussy to match that pretty face.” Frank teased, before you could get out a comeback he licked a strip from your puckered asshole to your clit, before swirling his tongue around your clit.
Frank ran his pointer finger along your wet slit, once he pushed his finger into your quivering hole he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking roughly.
“God you're so tight.” as moaned against your clit before adding a second finger, moving his fingers in sync with each of his swirls around your clit.
It wasn't long before you felt that coil in your stomach tightens and snap, gushing around his fingers. He didn't let up though he continued to finger fuck you and suck on your clit threw your orgasm.
“Fuck, Frank.” you groaned propping yourself up on your elbows and watching him suck his fingers clean.
“Nah, we ain't got to that part yet, he grinned as he sat on his knees pulling his shirt over his head.
You watched him intently as he undid his jeans, standing up long enough to take off his jeans and boxers. You gulped at the size of him, he wasn't too long maybe seven or eight inches, but he was thick, really thick.
You watched him look around the room for what you assumed was a condom. “It's fine I'm on birth control.” Frank looked at you with a brow cocked, silently asking; ‘are you sure’. You nodded your head.
It seemed like that was all the confirmation Frank needed because he was on you in an instant after that, he rubbed the head of his cock against your folds, then your clit, earning a quiet whimper out of you.
“Please don' tease m’.” you wrapped your legs around his waist, “Be careful what you wish for Murdock.” he grinned nipping your ear as he slowly pushed his cock into you.
Quiet strings of profanity left your mouth as he stretched you out, it bordered on pain and not pleasure.
Frank held himself up with his forearm placed right beside your head, his other hand cupped your face pushing your hair back as he kissed you, the kiss was sloppy, the same as the first one.
He groaned throwing his head back as he bottomed out in you, his cock filling you deliciously.
“Fuck...” he groaned, “you got such a tight pussy.” before you could complain that no; ‘your jus’ really fuckin’ big’ he began to move his hips, pulling back so only the head was in before pushing himself back in.
It elected a near scream from you as his pace quickened, his cock stroking all the perfect places.
You felt the familiar feeling you felt earlier as Frank brought his hand between you two, rubbing small circles on your clit with his thumb. “M’ so close Frank m’ gonna cum...”
“Me too baby, me too baby.” his circles on your clit continued.
Your mouth hung agape as you came, your fluttering walls sending frank into his own orgasm, he coated the inside of your walls with hot spurts before he slowly pulled out, laying beside you on the bed.
You half excepted him to tell you to leave but he instead pulled you close to him, wrapping his arm around you.
“Hey Frank...” you started, earning a contempt ‘hm?’ from Frank. “I want you to train me...”