Metal Kingdom

Bonus Chapter-Elliot Brother's

(Another bonus chapter for now! Again, just like the other ones, you do NOT have to read this one and may skip it if you'd like. I got bored and a bit of writer's block when writing {it's passed now. Next chapter soon!} and landed on this some how lol It is literally only smut with Brody and Chester. There is nothing important to take away from this chapter besides the fact that Frankie has now slept with both of the Elliot's. Other than that, you can go straight to the next one if you prefer! You will not miss any of the storyline here.  -Sin)

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Thank Ozzy for Chester, his drugs and his willingness to share them with me for free. Well almost free. I guess he gets to sleep with me out of it. Oh god, am I some form of a prostitute for this?  Sugar baby sounds better. He doesn't buy me shit though. What else do I really need I guess.

Frankie's mind rambled  as she was high as a kite.

She had been feeling like shit for multiple reasons. Hunter and her having another run in and things growing worse between them, her fault. Her dad lying to her. Having a huge fight with him over it. They never fought, so something like this was a huge deal to her. 

She knew she overreacted but everything piled up and just exploded out of her. Morgan getting hit with the shrapnel from it. The only thing to make it better was numbing herself from dealing with any real world problems. Resulting it drinking and smoking excessive amounts of weed with Chester and Brody tonight.

She was currently plastered. Feeling her head buzz in the best way as she sat on the couch with Brody. As Chester sat in the reclining chair diagonal from them.

Her eyes heavily squinted as they felt heavy and dry. Feeling a wonderful sense of relaxation from the 5th joint of the night they just finished. Losing track of how much they've all consumed in alcohol.

Finding the warmth from Brody's hand on her leg make the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Feeling her breath hitch as he moved it higher up her thigh.

"Brody." She dragged out in a warning.

"What? I'm not doing anything." He had an impish grin on his face as he chuckled lowly. 

His eyes completely blood shot as they peered back at Frankie's matching red set.

Chester sat across the way from them. With a beer bottle in his right hand and a lit cigarette in the other. Watching to see what exactly was going on between the pair. Semi curious to see what Frankie would say back.

Brody reached over with his free hand and started to twirl a piece of Frankie's dark and blonde hair around his finger. Moving in closer to her face as he spoke.

"Have I ever told you how much I like your style? Very sexy."

"The hell are you getting at here Brody?" Her voice came out scratchy and tired. 

Trying to fight off the current throbbing sensation between her legs. Knowing it was stupid to smoke that last joint, her horniness on full edge now. Desperately in need of releasing more tension.

"Nothing." He tried to portray an innocent smile but his eyes were dangerous.

Moving in even closer as he moved his hand from her hair onto her cheek. Making her breath catch in her throat as their lips hovered, just barely touching as a whisper.