noir !

you can call me noir ♡

she/her - black - 18

Dear diary,

I wish everyone could get to know me, and learn the rules! Check out my works on masterlist one and masterlist two, and add themselves to the anon list!

- XOXO Noir

requests are closed my loves!

TYYYY

since it’s mostly peter who helps you with your school work he really tries to get you to apply yourself before he tells frank about it, because he knows that frank won’t be as lenient about you slacking off.

like you had told peter you had a big bio exam coming up next week and he was happy to help you, happy to sit next to you and work until you’d understand the material well but you just wouldn’t focus :/ constantly taking “breaks”, going on your phone to look something up that pertained to your assignment but then going on a completely different app a second later, sneaking your foot up peters leg to tease him—just doing everything but studying!

peters tries to be patient, takes a big breath before he takes your phone and webs it to the ceiling and tells you to listen just for an hour. and your eyes widen with a gasp, “peter give me my phone back.” looking back at your boyfriend with so much irritation, “im sorry baby but i need you to focus, gonna tell frank if you don’t start listening okay? he’s not going to be as nice as me i promise, let’s just get this done quick..” and all you can do is huff and sit back in your chair, looking bratty as ever as peter starts explaining again.

about 10 minutes later your mind starts wandering again, wanting to test the limits when peter asks you a question and you tell him all the obviously wrong answers. arms crossed as you shrug your shoulders and mumble, “I don’t know.”, again for the fifth time.

peter only sighs, looking at you as if to question if you really want to do this right now? and when you don’t budge he gets up out of his chair and walks out, leaving the door open as he makes his way to frank.

but you’re sooo bratty that you don’t even think to fix your attitude, simply sulking in your chair.

the next minute you hear frank calling your name from the living room, almost jumping out of your skin when you hear it. a frown creeping on your face as you get up to see the older man..

you take long steps as if to delay what you know is coming, a big pout on your face as you walk up to frank, just twiddling your fingers in anticipation.

franks sat on the couch with his legs spread, his elbows on his knees as he looks at you and clearly he isn’t buying this innocent little look you have on your face. “what’s this I hear about you giving peter a hard time? you bein brat?” frank gruffs, his eyebrows furrowed just trying to make sense of why his sweet girl is being so fussy.

“no m’not I just..” you mumble, trying to find better words because you know truthfully you were being a brat.

“just what?” frank mocks, holding his hand out for you to grab, and hesitantly you take his hand with a shaky breath. “just was—“

“just was being a fuckin brat, c’mere.”, you yelp when he grabs you and handles you into his lap, shushing you when you struggle to lay completely down on his clothed thighs. your legs kicking as you’re forced to to be held down by the older man. “peter..!” is what you muster up, whimpering and pleading to the boy standing by the doorway. “nah don’t call for peter baby, did this to yourself.”

“now you know how this goes, gonna count to ten and be good for me yeah?” frank barks, his hands having already slid down your lounge shorts, the fabric pooled at your feet. he’s rubbing his hand over your ass, just soothing it before the intense impact comes. and all you do is grumble, wriggling your butt from frank and whining when the first spank hits, “ow frankie!” tears threaten to fall on your cheeks just from the first hit, recognizing the stinging feeling on your ass cheeks. “what’d I say?”

you let your mouth fall open to count the first spank, a whine coming out before you whisper, “o-one..”

“that’s a good girl, nine more.”

…

and it’s a rough nine more that you endure, your ass stinging and throbbing, just hot to the touch from how many hard smacks frank put on your ass :( you have tears all over your cheeks too, some dried and some new ones after you messed up the count and frank had to start again.. but you did it, and now frankie was rubbing the flesh of your ass, massaging the tender skin. “such a big girl taking your punishment like that, did so well honey.” he’ll coo, helping you up from his lap to sit on the couch, giving you a kiss on cheek as you frown nd sniffle.

“don’t let me come in there and you’re still bratting off, I’ll come put you right back over my knee sweetheart. you listening?”, and he looks for the agreement on your face, nodding proudly when you whine “yes daddy..”, kissing your forehead again and helping you back into your shorts.

and peter kind of expects you to be pissed at him for getting you in trouble but surprisingly you’re so pliant and willing to listen, actually putting effort into letting him helping you.

good morning 2 meeeeeee lmfao

omg 😭😭 im sorry girl

aweee time out 😵‍💫😵‍💫 like he’s soo whiney, almost whimpering into your neck as he rocks into your pussy but he just cums to fast :/ sloppily thrusts into you as long as he can but after a few he spills into you with a groan and you haven’t even cum yet..

obviously franks disappointed because he always makes you cum before he does himself. so the older man scoffs and makes him sit at the headboard of the bed, makes peter watch as he makes you cum on his cock like three times.

My cunt just fluttered (sorry) HOLY SHIT PLS WRITE THIS. To me it’s real…

I just diddd sweetums !! with the addition of frank