I am not afraid

20.

I run the bath warm, warmer than I usually have it to relax the muscles in my lower back, I know he's going to abuse them again, completely shatter every nerve I have but I want rest for at least the first few minutes of being submerged.

I've never known someone with such an insane sex drive as him, he could as he put it 'go whenever, wherever' multiple times a day and after all that still get hard. It's quite intriguing as to how he's got so much energy and such a high libido all the time, maybe it's something to do with being small.

I don't bother putting any bubbles in the bath, to be honest all I can think is that they'll get in the way and usually they just make you unnecessarily soapy with no way to rinse off. Once the bath is filled I grab two plush grey towels from the cupboard, placing them near the bath and without stalling any longer I head back to my room to get Frank.

He's barefoot now, he's also shed his hoodie and all he's wearing is his shirt and jeans. I gaze at the intricate sleeves on his arms for a moment taking the time to fully take them in. I've never appreciated how detailed and beautiful they are before, never really acknowledged the fact that the elbow tattoo on his left arm is a red Japanese sun, or the fact that he has a black flag band tattoo on that arm too. His right arm has barely anything but there is a sleeve started on his forearm, the top of his arm completely bare. I know it won't be for long though, he seems intent on filling every inch of skin with the beautiful pictures and words.

He's a Scorpio, i can figure that out from the scorpion he has tattooed on the side of his neck at least, that's what I assume it's for.

It makes sense, he fits the Scorpio profile if star signs are something you believe in.

It's probably why his libido is so fucking huge.

He raises his dark eyebrows a little and starts toward me, taking my hand gently "the bath ready?" He asks shaking his head to the side to move his hair from his eyes.

"Yeah it is. Come through to the bathroom, we can get changed in there" I tell him with a slight smile.

"What about clothes for when I get out? This is your house" he points out "just lend me a shirt or something, odds are it'll be like a dress on me"

I raise my eyebrows "are you calling me fat Frankie?"

He looks worried all of a sudden and shakes his head "no! I just mean I'm quite small so maybe your clothing will be bigger on me that's all" he tells me looking a little panicked.

I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him closer pressing a gentle kiss against his lips "calm yourself sweetheart I'm joking, let's go get in the bath huh? Relax a little"

Frank smiles a little and leans up kissing me back for a moment, it lasts longer than either of us anticipate and when he finally stops kissing me he feels the need to ask again "can we take that bath now?" Batting his long, dark eyelashes as he gazes up at me.

I nod "sure. I got towels and stuff" I tell him, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the room, into the bathroom and shutting the door behind us.

I don't have a chance to even move before Frank's lips are on me, attacking my neck, biting and sucking until I feel it become sore, I know it's going to bruise and leave yet another hickey that I'll have to try and hide.

I don't care though, I'm over caring about anything anyone else thinks, they can deal with the fact that Frank isn't going anywhere.

"Mmh...Frankie the bath...it's gonna get cold"

He grumbles a little and grips my shirt "we should get undressed then"

"We should"

Frank lets go of me then, taking a few steps back and lifting his shirt over his head, he pulls his jeans off too and is left standing in just his boxers, tight fitting to his body and the bulge there a little bigger than it should be.