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Break (Frank smut)

Top!Frank

Bottom!Y/N

Author: robinrunsfiction (on ao3)

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"Ok guys, we got some time while Katy is on stage, I'm gonna take 30. Chris you're good if anything comes up?" You asked.

"You got it, boss," he replied and you grabbed your bag and started to make your way to the hotel you were staying at.

You were a producer for MTV, airing a live concert across the nation. You had been working for about 12 hours straight without much more than a bathroom break. But since Katy Perry would be performing for about 45 minutes, you had plenty of time to grab a moment to yourself.

You left the arena where the concert was being held and crossed over to the hotel via the connecting walkway. You got to the elevators and pressed the up arrow. You were scrolling through your phone and didn't notice someone else had walked up next to you.

You got onto the elevator and pressed the button for your floor, barely noticing the figure getting on the elevator with you.

"What floor?" You asked before looking up.

"Same actually," he replied. You looked up at the familiar voice.

"Oh hey, Frank, you probably don't remember, but-"

"You're (yn), I remember," he said with a grin. You smiled back, blushing a little that this hot rock star actually remembered you from that one time you met at another event you were producing. Granted you did end up flirting with him for a while, and he had said something about hanging out sometime, but you figured he did that with everyone. You had been called away to handle a crisis before you got a chance to make any plans.

"You working tonight?" He asked.

"Yea, I'm just taking a break," you replied.

"Are you busy?" He asked taking a step toward you.

"Not really," you said leaning toward him, trying to play it cool. Just then the elevator doors opened. A though crossed you mind and you decided if you were ever going to shoot your shot, this was it. Reaching up, you let your fingers graze across his chest as you stepped off the elevator and glanced back over your shoulder to make sure he was following, biting your lower lip. He was followed you out and grabbed your hand, pulling you to him.

"Your room or mine?" He asked, his body pressed against yours.

"Yours," you replied and he pressed his lips against yours hotly.

You ran your hand through his hair and he pulled you down the hall to his room. You both stumbled through the door, as he was grabbing at your shirt and you dropped your bag on the floor. You started kissing the tattoos on his neck as he started unbuttoning your pants.

"This isn't fair you," said stepping out of your jeans, clad only in your underwear and bra. You reached out and grabbed his shirt pulling it over his head and pushed him down on the bed.

"Oh that's how its gonna be?" He growled with a smirk that made you weak in the knees. You crawled onto the bed and up to him, kissing him again. He rolled you both over so he was on top of you, pinning your hands above your head. He pulled back and you were both grinning at each other. You quickly glanced at the clock next to the bed.

"You got time?" He asked as he started kissing on your neck, one tattooed hand roaming down your body, finally finding its destination between your legs.

"I've gotta be back in 20," you replied between gasps. With that he sat back and started to unbutton his jeans, pulling out his wallet to grab a condom.

You pulled off your bra and shimmied out of your underwear, then he repositioned himself over you. He pulled your hips to him and pressed in. You ran your hands over his shoulders and pulled him back down to you in a passionate kiss.

"God (yn), you're so fucking hot," he muttered into your neck, still pressing kisses and bites into the soft skin. Hips crashing together, both of you were a panting mess.

"Fuck, Frank, I'm close," you muttered.

"Fucm, yea (yn) fuck," he replied, obscenities tumbling out of his mouth, devoid of all thought as you crashed over, and he finished shortly after.

He rolled off and you glanced at him catching your breath.

"That wasn't how I was planning to spend my break, but I think it was the best use of my time," you said with a laugh.

"Here," he said getting up and grabbing the spare key card for his room. "Come back when you're done tonight."

"Might be late," you replied, pulling your clothes back on.

"I don't care, I just wanna spend time with you," he said cupping your cheek, pulling you to his lips. "I was gonna ask you out the night we met, and then I never got the chance. Got lost time to make up for."

You grinned as you got up and spotted the notepad on the desk that the hotel supplied. You scribbled down your number, handing him the note as you made your way to the door.

"Later babe," he said with a smile as he pulled his shirt over his head.

You hurried back to your post just in time. Frank had already texted you to say he couldn't wait for you to come back.

"Hey, how's everything going?" You asked when you walked in to the production booth.

"Great, how was your... oh wow, I can see how your break was," Chris said with a laugh when he turned to look at you, his eyes landing on your neck.

You felt your cheeks go crimson as you grabbed your phone and flipped it to selfie mode to look at all the marks Frank left along your neck. You tried to hold in a grin, thinking about returning the favor in a few hours.