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Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 4
(Anonymous) 2016-04-05 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)Also there is so much setup for this to go in the Frank/Matt/Foggy direction
Foggy wants to watch just once to make sure Matt isn't lying when he says he enjoys it when Frank gives him all those bruises...)
Frank sat in the booth farthest from the door of the dingy little café he was in, drumming his fingers against the edge of the table and beginning to get impatient.
He had left a(n admittedly ominous) note for Franklin to find, ordering him to meet him here at 20:00 on the dot, and the little fucker was thirteen minutes late. Frank huffed, picking up the tiny little coffee cup and swallowing down half of it's contents. If he took longer than twenty minutes, Frank was gonna go out and track down the marshmallow/sunshine hybrid (Matt's words) himself. They were going to have this talk, one way or another.
Six and a half minutes later, the door to the café opened, and the blond mop of hair belonging to his sweetheart's best friend appeared. Foggy briefly scanned the café, but since the only other people in here were the waitress, a little old lady, and Frank himself, it didn't take long for those eyes to fall onto him.
The blond hesitated, clearly debating whether he should just make a run for it, before heaving a sigh and making his way over, sliding into the seat opposite Frank.
"You're late." Frank stated, before raising the coffee cup to his lips and emptying the remaining contents.
"Well, I'm sorry for putting off my own murder for a few minutes." Foggy snapped back, on edge.
Frank held back a grin. Really, that was just adorable. "I'm not here to kill you, Franklin. I'm here to talk."
Foggy still looked suspicious, and the way he was shifting around in his seat clearly indicated he'd rather be anywhere but here. Honestly, you kill a couple dozen assholes and suddenly people don't trust being in your company.
"Coffee?" The waitress asked, sidling up to their table and holding the server slightly aloft.
Frank turned to her and smiled, "Please, ma'am, thank you."
She filled Frank's cup and the empty one he'd requested before Foggy had turned up, and then left them in an uncomfortable silence.
Foggy had relaxed minutely, but still didn't meet Frank's eyes when he said, "So. Talking."
With a hum, Frank took a sip of the fresh coffee, and mentally prepared himself for this. The Talk. "Mhm. About me and Matt. Fucking."
The blond sputtered, eyes wide and surprised but at least they were meeting Frank's now, "Do you have to be so- vulgar about it-"
"All I said was fucking, I could've said a lot worse-"
"Please, God, don't, this is bad enough as it is without you-"
"Reminding you of-"
"You were naked."
"That tends to happen when people fu- have sexual intercourse."
Foggy groaned, scrunching his eyes closed, "That's even worse than fucking."
Frank grinned, lopsided and pleased, and chuckled quietly as Foggy began to shake his head, as though trying to rid himself of the thought of the two vigilante's having sex. The smile dropped as soon as Foggy opened his eyes to peer wearily at the man opposite him. Right. Time to get serious.
"Matt told me you think I'm hurting him."
Foggy froze for a moment before sighing heavily, "Yeah, well. He's covered head to toe in bruises, you're The freakin' Punisher, and in case you've forgotten, he's been hurt by you superhero, vigilante types before. And not... in the physical sense."
Frank nodded, "Elektra."
Wincing, Foggy nodded back, "Yeah. And I mean- She died, in Matt's arms, and he was heartbroken, and- You're manipulating him, making him think he needs you to, I dunno, fill an Elekra-shaped void or something, and that's fucked up and you're gonna hurt him even more when you get sick of him needing you and-" Foggy slammed his palm down on the table, and damn, this kid had guts, "If and when you leave him even more broken than when you found him, I promise you I will find you and I will fucking rip you apart with my own damn hands, do you understand me? I'll fucking kill you."
Considering Frank could probably bench press this small marshmallow/sunshine man as easy as lifting a feather, Frank had to admit, he was pretty intimidating. And apparently, the two had more things in common than he had thought; they were both willing to die for, kill for, Matthew Murdock.
Frank nodded slowly, raising his cup to his lip once more, "Duly noted."
They stayed in the café for a further seventeen minutes, in which Frank informed Foggy that no, he wasn't doing this to manipulate Matt, and had no intention of hurting him (at least in ways Matt didn't want to be hurt). He also told him that Matt was now eating better, sleeping longer, and generally being less of a reckless, self-destructive fool, and admitted that he couldn't take all the praise, as the reconciliation between the two lawyers had also helped Matt immensely.
He could tell Foggy was still somewhat displeased, but with Matt for a best friend, Frank figured that he'd always be worried, no matter what.
All in all, the mission was a success. Foggy had given his tentative approval as they left the café together.
"I still mean what I said, though." He added on afterwards, "You hurt him, I'll hurt you."
Frank smiled, "Sure, buddy. Oh, and there's one more thing, about me and Matt." He began walking backwards, hands buried in the pockets of his huge coat.
The lawyer's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Yeah? What?"
Frank turned, and threw over his shoulder, as casually as he could muster, "I love him."
(idk what I'm doing lmao)
Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 4
(Anonymous) 2016-04-05 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 4
(Anonymous) 2016-04-06 02:26 am (UTC)(link)Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 4
(Anonymous) 2016-04-06 02:53 am (UTC)(link)this is so hilarious, oh god I need more!
Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 4
(Anonymous) 2016-04-06 02:54 am (UTC)(link)Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 5
(Anonymous) 2016-04-08 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you for all the kind comments! they made my heart do things that would worry a doctor <3
just a warning: this is a wee bit nsfw and idk I haven't written very much smut lmao oh well
¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
Matt grunted, hips twitching against Frank's firm hands, his own desperately clutching at the back of the couch and Frank's shoulder.
Frank had come home late last night after meeting with Foggy. He didn't say a word about it, had simply kissed Matt as sweetly and as gently as Matt had ever been kissed, and had taken the younger to bed. Matt thinks that was the first time Frank had made love to him, slowly, reverently, so unlike their previous times.
Any and all thoughts about Foggy's anger and disappointment had been swept away by Frank's soft mouth on his, their hands tangled together by Matt's head, Frank rocking into him gently, Frank telling him that he needed him, that he loved him. Matt had come with a muffled sob of Frank's name, eyes wet and soul aching.
But that had been last night.
Now, it wasn't even 10am, and Matt had already come twice since waking up in Frank's arms. The elder had woken apparently insatiable, hands and mouth barely leaving Matt's skin at all. Not that Matt was complaining of course, not with Frank's lips wrapped around his flushed dick and two fingers buried deep inside him. Definitely not complaining.
Frank shifted slightly, causing the cool grip of the gun strapped to the elder's thigh to press against the skin of Matt's calf. Matt's cock twitched, and he groaned, hoping Frank wouldn't notice.
He did, of course. I mean, how couldn't he? His mouth was full of Matt's cock; he noticed every twitch, every spurt of precome.
Pulling back, Frank grinned up at him as his fingertips curled deliciously against his sweet spot, "Y'know, for someone who claims to hate guns, y'sure don't seem to mind mine."
Matt scowled through a rising blush on his cheeks and growled, "Shut up and suck me."
Frank laughed softly, but did as he was commanded, head dipping down to take the head of Matt's dick into his mouth once more.
Through the relieved moan he then let out, Matt heard the distinct click and scrape of Frank's gun being drawn out of it's holster. He let out a shuddering exhale, heart rate sky-rocketing impossibly faster.
"Frank-" He began, but cut off with a hiss as Frank pressed the ice cold barrel of the gun against his abdomen. He could feel Frank's knuckles at his hip, could feel how tightly he was holding the grip, could feel his thumb caressing the hammer the same way the tip of his index was caressing his prostate every time he roughly fucked his fingers into his hole, and suddenly Matt was on the very edge, gasping out sweet little "ah, ah"s with every thrust, every suck at the tip of his cock, and, oh, Gods-
"I'm- Frank, I'm co-coming, oh-!"
By the time he came back around, Frank had striped his chest with white and was now cleaning up both of their messes with a damp washcloth. Gods, had he really blacked out for so long?
Matt stirred with an exhausted groan, trying to swat away Frank's hands and missing entirely, too fucked out to concentrate on where anything was.
"I hate you." He mumbled against the couch cushion, "You've broken me."
He heard Frank laugh, deep and soft, and then there was a silk blanket being draped over him, "Love you, too, choirboy."
There was then the sound of clothing rustling, and Matt forced himself to concentrate just enough to know that Frank was now wearing underwear, along with that damn thigh holster.
"I'll make us some breakfast. Gotta keep your strength up if we wanna make it to four."
Matt groaned, but still couldn't help the grin that spread on his bitten-red lips at the thought.
"Eggs and toast."
Frank ruffled his hair on his way to the kitchen, "Yeah, I know."
(I'm probs gonna write a part 6 lmfao then THAT will be the end I promise om fg
??? hope its okay)
Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 6
(Anonymous) 2016-04-08 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)Anyway here is like 2 words of hilarity and Foggy being distressed)
10am is a reasonable time to swing by your best friend's place to tell him that it's okay if he has sex with a mass murdering vigilante with every gang member and cop in New York after his head, right?
Well, it was a bit late to go back, anyway, seeing as Foggy was already slotting his key to Matt's into the lock. There was a brief moment of panic as he remembered the last time he simply walked into Matt's, but what was the likelihood of that torture ever happening again?
The smell of toasted bread and coffee hit him as soon as he stepped through the threshold, and he breathed a sigh of relief; you can't fuck and cook breakfast at the same time.
"Matt!" He called out as he walked through the hallway to the living area, "It's Foggy. Obviously. Your boyfriend left me a creepy message and we talked and- Damn it!"
The universe was against him. That was the only explanation for why Matt was currently obviously very naked under the thin silk blanket he was wrapped up in, looking dazed and sated and, well. Like he'd been well and thoroughly fucked.
"Good morning, Franklin. Coffee?"
Foggy tore his wide, horror-filled eyes away from the gun on the table (he didn't even want to know) over to Frank standing by the stove, spatula in one hand, Captain America coffee mug in the other. He couldn't stop his eyes from dropping down to the empty gun holster strapped to his thickly muscled thigh, just as he couldn't stop his face from heating and his mouth from babbling.
"Actually- I just remembered, I have to... water my plants- Yeah, they're- they're super thirsty, I better- Bye!"
He was out of Matt's apartment in a flash, making a promise to himself to always call ahead before visiting Matt from now on.
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Frank set down the plate of fried eggs (over-easy, like there's any other way to make fried eggs) on toast on the coffee table in front of Matt, who was now sitting up and looking less like his brains had melted out of his dick. Shame. He'd fix that soon.
It was also a shame that Foggy had fled so quickly. He had found he liked watching the blond squirm and blush, but no matter. There would be time later for embarrassing the lawyer with PDA. Plenty of time. Frank grinned at all of the possibilities.
"Why'd Foggy not stick around? He was here for all of two seconds." Matt asked around a mouthful of food.
Frank shrugged, settling back against the couch and nursing his mug (a joke present from Matt) of coffee on his lap, thumb tracing over the silver star in the middle of Captain America's shield, "Maybe he's team Iron Man."
Matt snorted so hard he choked on his toast.
(¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I'm gonna clean this up a little and put it on my ao3 but damnit this is the end!
Or is it?)
Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 6
(Anonymous) 2016-04-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)OMG! This is so beautiful!!
I love the smut. It's really well-written and feels very true to both the characters and the way they were presented earlier in the story. It's also hot af like UNNNNNNF
I love Foggy. He's this little beam of hilarity.
Please post a link to AO3 and/or more if you're ever so inclined :3 this is gr8 and I love it so much.
Re: Matt/Frank, Foggy finds out after reconciliation FILL PART 6
(Anonymous) 2016-04-08 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you for entertaining me during easter break hah