Frank Castle (
onebatch_twobatch
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2018-07-27 02:28 am (UTC)
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“That’s it, baby,” Frank breathed. “That’s it.”
He wanted to keep talking, to be full of sweet talk or filth, but really, all he was full of was soft, needy sighs and groans as his speed picked up just a little bit. His fingers dug into Billy’s thigh, a rough, needy grip. God, he felt good.
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He wanted to keep talking, to be full of sweet talk or filth, but really, all he was full of was soft, needy sighs and groans as his speed picked up just a little bit. His fingers dug into Billy’s thigh, a rough, needy grip. God, he felt good.