The Punisher Punishes
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Matt and Frank have sex. That's it. That's the fic.
Edit: well that was the fic. That is still the first chapter and there's some in the second but i added plot on accident so if you just want pwp then don't read the second chapter. Or do, that's fine too. Either way enjoy!
Thank you to my friend for being my first reader as I was writing this, your enthusiasm was extremely motivating. I'm fully aware that this is quite unrealistic but I don't care. If anyone would like to give me feedback that would be great.
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