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kassidyfk · 10 years

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THESE ARE THE WORDS ♕ KASSIDY+FRANKIE.

Who: Kassidy Williams & Frankie Clash.

Where: Frankie’s apartment.

When: Late morning/early afternoon on the 21st April.

Additional comments: Intimate contact, confessions and not much action contained within this paragraph completed on chatzy.

Frankie sat on his sofa, rubbing his knees nervously as he waited for someone to knock on his door; someone named Kassidy. They just had an argument that built up way to much feelings for his own good as it almost made him cry. The brunette got up, walking into the kitchen as he grabbed the whiskey bottle, putting some into his cup as he just needed something to forget what he was feeling.

Kassidy was stood outside the door for a good ten minutes before she knocked on the door. Taking in a deep breath, Kassidy placed three hard knocks on the door. The feeling was so weird for Kassidy, she'd never actually felt for someone before and she actually did for Frankie. Biting her lip, she waited for an answer nervously.

Frankie placed his glass down as soon as a loud knock echoed through the silent apartment. The male walked up the door, placing his hand against the door. he inhaled deeply, turning the door knob, exhaled and pulled it open. "Hey.. Come on in." He said, pulling the door further open as he allowed her to come in.

Kassidy walked inside, looking around nervously. "Thanks...how're you doing?" she asked standing before the taller male.

Frankie bit his lip sighing softly as he pushed the front door shut, "I'm okay.. Can we just talk about the elephant in the room?" He asked, looking down at the girl. "Do you just look at me and feel like sucking my dick, or do you look at me and feel something different?" He asked, just needing to know. Needing to know she'd think of him the same he thought of her.

Kassidy looked down when she heard his question. She knew this conversation was going to arise, but the brunette wasn't expecting it so soon. Looking back up to him, she answered him by shaking her head. "No, I don't...is all you think about when you look at me to do with sex?" Kassidy responded, not wanting him to say yes and make her feel humiliated.

Frankie bit his lip at her words, just trying to find himself again as he grasped her waist. "No.. I just see someone I really fucking.. Like.." he muttered, swallowing thickly as he looked down at her, caressing her cheek. He just needed to get this talk out of the way before it would eat him alive, and make him want to forget everything.

Kassidy looked directly into his eyes as he spoke to her, it was one of the rare times they'd spoke without being sarcastic or flirtatious, it was a real conversation. Nodding softly, she kept her eyes fixed on his "so do I" Kassidy mumbled.

Frankie rubbed his thumb over her waist as he kept their eyes locked with one another, before he leaned down and pecked her lips. He wasn't sure why he did that, but what else was he suppose to do? He couldn't worth out anything else that he was feeling for her.

Kassidy felt Frankies lips touch hers, instantly sending a rush of heat through her body as if she'd been zapped by lightning. It was different to just kissing boys, this time it felt like the kiss contained words, that it meant something. Placing a hand on the back of his neck, Kassidy kept Frankie close to her and didn't let him move back.

Frankie wrapped his arms around the girls waist, lifting her up as he pulled back from her kiss as he hid his face in the crook of her neck. "I'm sorry.." He mumbled, holding her tightly as if he felt that if he let her go that she'd slip away from him.

Kassidy wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her up into the air. "Sorry for what?" Kassidy mumbled as she stroked the back of his neck with her hand, not wanting to let go of the boy before her.

Frankie just stood there, in the hall as he not moved, just wanting her close like this. "For being stupid and only now having guts to make you realize how much you meant to me before." he whispered, pressing his lips briefly against her neck.

Kassidy felt a tear roll slowly down her cheek, she'd never seen Frankie in this state before and in all honestly, it was crushing her. "Don't be dumb, at least you don't hate me like most people. Look, I don't want to see you with any other girls, I don't want you to be stupid like I was last night..." she breathed out, giving a soft sigh as his lips were pressed against her neck.

Frankie started to finally walk as he moved down the hall, towards the living room. "I couldn't hate you." He said, assuring her that he thought she was one of the most wonderful people he had ever met. "I won't be with other girls.. i just want you.. I guess I should tell Krista I can't be with her the way she and were anymore. I don't want you to be with anyone else either though." He stated, plopping down on the sofa. He pulled back, having the girl straddling his waist as he brought his hand up to softly whip her tear away.

Kassidy pressed her forehead to his as she was sat on top of him on the sofa, just wanting him to be as close to her as she could get him. "I promise, nobody else...there isn't anyone else I'd want more than you" she mumbled against his lips. "Don't cry" Kassidy sighed, wiping her tear away too.

Frankie "But do I even have the right to tell you that I don't want you to be with anyone else besides me? It's not like we're dating.. Right?" he asked, shooting the girl a slight smile as he was looking right into her brown orbs.

Kassidy bit down into her lip as a smirk was placed on her face. "Yeah, we're not dating...I think? And I don't have to tell you either, but I'm okay with you telling me not to." Kassidy said running a finger over his stubble.

Frankie was quite for a moment, eyes wandering around the apartment before he looked down, taking her hands in his own as he played with her finger tips. "Would you wanna date me?" He asked, not remembering the last time he was this nervous.

Kassidy looked down, her cheeks going bright red and she could barely string a sentence together, her only response was to nod her head, she didn't want him to see her blushing.

Frankie smiled slightly, lifting her face up as he rubbed his hand over her cheek. "Will you like.. You know, try and be with me than?" He asked, just needing a label to assure that she would be his. That no one would have her the way he had her. "I really just like you.." He mumbled, sighing softly as he moved his free hand down to rest on her thighs.

Kassidy looked up after composing herself. "Are you trying to put a particular label on this?" Kassidy asked tilting her head "because just say it, and I'll say yes".

Frankie had no idea how he should ask it, that was probably his biggest isse. Just the word girlfriend made him nervous, but he needed her. He needed her to just be his, and for her to only be with him and allow him to hold her during her darkest nights. "Will..-- Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked, pressing his lips roughly together.

Kassidy felt relieved she wasn't the only one thinking what he was. "Yes" Kassidy responded leaning in and pressing her lips to his "I'm sorry I had to screw up for this to happen."

Frankie shook his head, smiling softly after she had pressed their lips together. "It's okay, i didn't plan this to happen so it's all cool. It would be shitty if I would plan on asking you to be with me and than we would fight like we did before." He said, chuckling softly as he was trying to clear the mood a little.

Kassidy laughed along with him. "I've been waiting for you to say those words to me" the girl mumbled as she once again pressed her lips to his.

Frankie raised his eyebrows at the girl, smiling slightly at her words "For real? You're such a pussy." He joked, before he kissed her back, smiling curtly against her lips.

Kassidy rolled her eyes "you are fucking dumb" she giggled rolling off him and onto the sofa.

Frankie chuckled, patting her knee softly. "I have to tell you though.. This is gonna be quite hard for me to be very honest." He bit his lip, nervous and scared that he would screw this all up right away. "I never actually been in a committed relationship in a long time, so let's just take it slow and easy yeah?" He asked, turning to face the brunette.

Kassidy looked up at the ceiling and then back down at Frankie, hearing him speak. "Yeah, I've never been one for committed relationships. I've been in two, neither of which I'm proud of" Kassidy bit her lip and rested her legs on Frankies thighs.

Frankie rubbed her legs as soon as they were rested on top of his, "So, what happens if one of use you know.. Screws up. I mean, we've been both sleeping around and it's basically a habit so what would happen?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head.

Kassidy took a deep breath whilst she thought how to response. "I guess we can go over that bridge when we get to it?" Kassidy suggested.

#p #p:frankie #p:chaty #p:tatw #i'll add more when we carry on aka when sHE GETS HER ASS HOME #xox

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archer-clarington · 4 years

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Horsing Around | 4/16/20

Tagging: @frankiexxwilde & @archer-clarington Date: April 16, 2020 Location: Dance Studio Summary: A bit of horsing around (pony play) for points. Easter Eggs: Archer had dance studio, rope, and horse hoof shoes.

Archer wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this scene that he and Frankie had planned, but there was only one way to find out. He was kneeling on the floor of the dance studio, looking uncertainly between the horse hoof shoes near the wall and Frankie's face, so far above him in this position. This was his first pet play scene ever, and he hadn't really expected to be acting like a horse ever. At least she'd be getting off from all of this. "Ready when you are, Miss," he said after a moment. "I promise not to drop you."

Frankie had known for a bit that Archer had been spending time with Ryder, and there had been rumblings that it was getting serious. So why Archer had wanted to do this with Frankie still confused her. That being said, he did so she was there standing in front of the boy. She hadn't done a lot of pet play herself, but this didn't seem overly pet play-y other than the shoes. "Alright, tough guy," she said, dropping her pants and peeling her shirt off her body. She pulled down her lace panties and dropped her bra on the floor and stood naked in front of the boy. They had rigged a dildo on his back, bascially putting a strap on on him backwards, and the horse shoe shoes on his feet and hands. Frankie grabbed the rope and put it to his mouth, "Open," she ordered and placed the rope between his teeth, holding on to the ends like reigns. She straddled his back and sunk herself slowly on the dildo, moaning as it filled her. "Are you okay tough guy? Nod or shake your head," she ordered.

All things being equal, Archer was very glad Ryder hadn't ended up asking Frankie about watching this scene. It was a challenge to go through with this himself, especially with the mirrors surrounding them. He wasn't completely turned off, though--getting to carry around a naked Frankie helped a lot, and so did the premise of the scene, in a way he really didn't want to think too much about. Luckily, he was used to carrying things a lot heavier than Frankie. The weirdest part of it all was how he had to balance on his hands and fees in the horse hooves, and the taste of the rope in his mouth. But yeah, he was okay. He nodded, turning his head to the right to get a better look at them both in the mirror.

"Alright then," she said, finding her balance on his back, though she had her feet close to the floor to aid if necessary, "take a few steps and let us see how it goes," she suggested, feeling the movement of his body moving the dildo inside her, causing small moans to make their way to the empty room. She snuck a peek or two herself in the mirror, watching as the both moved together.

Archer swallowed and dropped his head forward again. He lifted his right hand tentatively, trying to get the hang of balancing Frankie safely on his back while moving forward. That one seemed to go well, so he moved his left leg forward, and then his left hand and his right leg. He wanted to ask how she was doing, but he couldn't do anything with the rope in his mouth. Instead, he took another couple of steps forward and looked up to check them out in the mirror again.

Each move he made moved the toy inside her and this was definitely going to get her revved up in no time. "Good job," she moaned, "Just like that," she encouraged as Archer began to get adjusted to the movements. Every once in a while, Frankie would put her feet down to raise herself up and down along the toy, her body heating with excitment as her arousal built.

It didn't take long for Archer to figure out a comfortable rhythm for moving around, though his balance was still a challenge at times. He slowed down when he had to, but god, it was really hot to hear the way Frankie was moaning on top of him as he moved around the studio. His cock began to harden between his legs, and he really hoped that he'd get to come by the end of the evening.

As Archer got more comfortable, he moved a little faster which, in turn, moved the dildo further inside her. "So good, tough guy," she moaned, getting louder and more needy as she got closer and closer to her climax. She began to rock in rhythm with his movements, gasping and whimpering as her body flushed red hot. She pulled on the reigns to get him to stop and planted her feet on either side of the boy. She rode the dildo faster and faster until she spilled over the edge of pleasure, moaning long and loudly.

Fuck. Archer stopped when Frankie indicated and looked up and into the nearest mirror to watch as she rode the toy on his back until she came. It was a bit emasculating to see her come with that toy when he could see his hard cock in the mirror, aching for a touch, but his erection didn't wane at all. Frankie coming on top of him was fucking hot.

She held onto Archer's shoulders after her orgasm subsided and she started to calm down. She panted heavily, trying to calm herself while remaining on top of him. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "Good boy," she said softly, "But i think that may be all we need for the scene, correct?"

God, Frankie felt amazing on top of him like this, but Archer had to admit it would be nice to get out of these shoes. How did women wear heels all the time?! He nodded his head in exaggeration since he couldn't speak through the rope in his mouth, hoping to get back on solid ground as soon as possible.

Frankie lifted herself off him and pulled the rope gently from his mouth. "Give me your hand, tough guy," she said, unfastening the shoe from around his hand before moved to the second. "Alright, sit on your bottom and we will get the feet off you."

Archer shifted his jaw from left to right, stretching it out now that the rope was out of his mouth. He gratefully got down onto the floor and let Frankie take the horse hooves off of his hands and feet, his cock on full display as she worked. "You enjoy that, Miss?" he asked, blinking up at her.

She noticed his erection - it was hard not to, to be honest, but she wasn't going to start anything new until they got through this part. He pulled the shoes off him and placed them next to her with the others. "I did," she nodded, "I am not sure I will be adding ponyplay to my list of enjoyed activities, but it was nice for the experience. What about you? How are you feeling, tough guy?"

Archer smirked, glad that he'd been able to show Frankie a good time despite the oddness of the kink that they'd tried together. "It was different, Miss, that's for sure," he said. He rolled his hands in circles, stretching out his wrists, and he did the same for his ankles. "Feels good not to have those shoes on anymore," he admitted.

Frankie gave him a smile, "They did not look overly comfortable, I must admit," she nodded. "Alright, I believe we are done here unless there is anything else you need for the event."

"Rope, crazy shoes, and the dance studio," Archer said, ticking them off on his fingers as he went. "Nope, Miss, we're good."

#para #p:frankie #p:horsing around #gleedsmeaster20

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