#francony

Eight days ago I didn’t even know you. And seven days ago I met you and I really, really disliked you. And then today, I think it’s a pretty good shot at some point in the near future of me giving you my house key.

Rating: Not under 18

Warning: a little smut and a lot of fluff

A/n: I wanted to do a fanfic a day, but here I am already with the second one today. Enjoy!

Frances knows she can’t leave her room at night but she sees no other way possible. Her hot flash is burning her up and she needs some kind of cooling down. The cold shower that she took for thirty minutes isn’t enough.

She sneaks down the hall to get to the glass door that leads to the outside pool. Seeing the shiny blue pool she sighs in content. With her nightgown still on she walks into the pool, following the steps down. Her toes get wet and she feels a shiver going down her spine.

She exhales a long breath as she feels the water creep up her legs and cools off her hot flesh. Her fingertips ghost the surface of the water as it wets her nightgown up until her breasts. She feels her nipples tighten from the coldness and she closes her eyes as her arms go into the water as well.

She sighs audibly and walks towards the edge of the pool to look over the beautiful and dark landscape. The hot flashes have become worse ever since she and Tony have been fooling around. The kiss they shared under the tree has undone her.

Her feelings for him have been growing exponentially and her body reacts every time she sees him. The thought alone makes her hot again and it feels like she is in a hot tub. Her breathing starts to accelerate. She can now only inhale as exhaling hurts her lungs and the panic creeps into her mind.

She walks through the water towards the stairs as her throat constricts and she loses the ability to breathe altogether. Now in a full panic, she tries to scream when she feels the water move, not being able to hear because of the ringing in her ears. She turns around and Tony is swimming towards her.

He wraps her into his arms and kisses her hard. She stops trying to breathe altogether as she gets sucked into the feeling that is Tony. She envelops her arms around his neck and pushes her whole body against his. His tongue swipes her lower lip for entrance which she happily gives.

When they part ways they are both panting. She feels lightheaded as she looks him over and smiles shyly. “What happened?” He asks her as his hands lower to her back just above her ass.

She can see his face just barely in the dark, but she hears his concern in his voice. She sighs and lowers her head that then rests on his chest. “I don’t know exactly. I had a hot flash and then I started to panic.”

He rubs her back as she relaxes against his body. His shorts and t-shirt are as wet as her nightgown. Her hands are now resting on his chest. He smiles at her and pecks her lips gently. “You shouldn’t be here, you know you have a shower in your room right?”

His teasing answer makes her relax even more and she giggles while slapping his upper arm lightly. “I know, it wasn’t enough okay? It felt like being cooked inside my own skin.” He winces at her description and he tightens his grip.

Now she is getting hot for another reason. He feels her tense up again and he looks at her. “Do you feel better now?” It is very dark, but if he sees it right she is blushing. He smirks at the thought he makes her shy, which he knows doesn’t happen that often with a woman like Frances.

“Uhm… yeah I just… you uhm… you make me feel hot.” He laughs at that and she slaps his chest. Her head bangs against his chest and she grunts.

“I do? I didn’t know I had that power over you.” He feels her laugh as well and he smiles as he puts his head on hers.

“You are such an ass. Maybe you could… you know let me go?” When he puts her at arm's length he can see she is worrying her bottom lip and it is the cutest sight he has ever seen in his life.

He lets his hands drop and the connection is missed by both instantly. “And does it help?” She shakes her head violently and he walks up to her and cups her head with his hands on either side of her face.

He kisses her fiercely and she melts into him. He plunges his tongue into her mouth and she gasps at the bold move. Her hands are on his back as she pulls him even closer to her. He breaks the kiss and grabs her hand. He gets out of the pool and she follows him.

He walks into the house. “Where are we going? You know we are making the floor all wet.” He chuckles at her concern about the floor as he walks into her room. She swallows audibly when she sees where he is going.

They haven’t had sex before, but if that kiss said anything sex would be more than amazing. Her nervousness is back and she stops dead in her tracks. Tony looks behind him and sees her panicked face.

“It’s not what you think, although I’d love to we need to take this slow.” He closes the door behind her and strips out of his shorts and shirt. Frances watches him, still biting her lip as he strips in front of her.

When he is in his boxers he walks towards her and instinctively she steps back. There is a hint of hurt in his eyes for a second. “You need to get these clothes off or you’ll get sick.” His caring nature makes her heart ache for him even more.

He pulls one strap off her shoulders and she just stands there, unable to move. He pulls off the other strap and her nightgown falls around her feet in a puddle. His face is focused on her as he guides her to her bed. She sits down like an obedient child as he goes through her things.

He finds a clean nightgown and dry panties. He returns to her and pulls the gown over her head. When she is fully dressed he gives her the panties. “You need to do this one.” He whispers as he blushes. He can’t look at that part of her body without wanting to make her feel good.

She smiles and grabs the panties from his hand. Without warning, she gets up to quickly and loses balance. He catches her and she feels dizzy. “You okay?” He looks her over as she nods.

Finding her balance again she pulls down her wet panties and throws them into a corner. Tony looks at the change and tries not to focus on where her hands are going. When she is done she sits back down. He grabs both her ankles and gets her into bed.

He pulls the covers over her as she lies down. He turns to leave, but she grabs his wrist. “Stay.” She says in a breathy tone and he looks at her. Without saying another word he gets into the bed on the other side and pulls her close.

They are spooning as he hears her breathing has a steady rhythm, indicating she is asleep. His arm is around her waist while her hand rests on his. He smells the shampoo in her hair as he kisses her head.

He shifts and gets comfortable and falls asleep as well.

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@rubyanjel and I did a thing. Based off of this moment from the trailers…

Why is Frances there? Here’s our take on it. Please enjoy!