Pinky Promise (Frerard) ✔️

Twenty One

I just spent twenty minutes doing wlw bingo and came to the conclusion that I am the ultimate bottom

This entire chapter is smut my dudes

I pulled into Frank's apartment's parking lot after about fifteen minutes and parked my car. I picked up my phone and walked to the door, pressing the button next to his name. He buzzed me in.

I walked up the stairs to his apartment, panting slightly as I knocked. I wasn't used to walking up a ton of stairs every day.

He opened the door. Before I could even say anything, he grabbed my tie and yanked me in, smashing our faces together awkwardly. I got the message and kissed him, pressing my hands to his chest and digging my nails in.

He pulled me inside and walked me towards his bedroom, tripping over various objects and furniture. He refused to move his lips, which I was fine with.

As soon as he opened the door, he sat down on the bed. "Strip."

I undid my tie, throwing it in his general direction. His eyes lit up, but he didn't do anything with it.

I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, showing him the black bralette I was wearing. His mouth fell open as he stared at my chest.

"There's more," I whispered, unbuttoning my shirt further. Lindsey had taught me how to put on a garter belt, and it was resting just above my hips, closed tight to give me the illusion of a waist.

"Fuck," he croaked.

I threw my shirt off and started on my pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them slowly. He reached out to touch me, but I swatted his hand away. Very, very slowly, I pushed my pants down and stepped out of them, leaving me in just lingerie and stockings.

"Oh god," he whispered. "Dove, you look so hot."

I smiled and straddled him, rolling my hips down. The panties weren't doing much to hide my arousal. "Think you can fuck me hard enough that I can't think straight?"

"Is that a challenge?" He raised an eyebrow. "You just tell me how rough you want me to be."

I looked down at the tie in his hands. "Tie me up and do whatever you want."

"Fuck," he groaned. "Lie down."

I climbed out of his lap and laid down on his bed, lifting my arms above my head so he could tie me up and have his way with me.

He straddled my thighs, taking my wrists softly. "We should use a safeword. Just in case. I'm not gonna go too far, but you're still new to this and I don't want to hurt you."

"Okay," I said.

"What do you want to use?" he asked. "Usually I use doves, but I can't really do that because of the pet name."

"Uh...red?" I suggested. "Simple. Easy."

"Awesome," he said. "That's the power of the Home Depot."

I shoved him off. "You lost your sex privileges."

"Aww, come on." He gripped me softly through the panties. I gasped, bucking up into him. "You can't do that."

"I can if you quote Home Depot commercials-ahh..." I closed my eyes, squirming under him as he palmed me. "F-Frankie-"

"I think we should try something else," he said lowly, gently rubbing my aching cock. "Other than Frankie?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, breath hitching. "Daddy?"

"God no. Try again."

"Uh...uh...what else do you ohgod c-call someone during sex?"

"Think of something a little more powerful," he whispered. "Remember, I'm your teacher, Gee."