Vroom Vroom

MCR for Nylon Guys, September 2004 🩸 #Revenge20

i just felt that leathermouth frank calls his girlfriend puppy. really can’t explain why i felt that why, but i wrote a fic about it because i can’t stop thinking about it! so here’s a fun little one shot :3

warnings — sub!reader, dom!frank, puppyplay, thigh riding, mock sympathy, praise, dry humping, nipple play, established relationship

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you had been hot and bothered in franks lap for the last 15 minutes.

frank had been tuning new guitars for what felt like all day. you wanted his attention and he simply wasn’t giving you any.

finally, when he set one of the guitars down, he pulled you into his lap and brushed your hair back. “what’s wrong puppy?” his voice smooth and soft.

now, you were in his lap, grinding against the bulge in his jeans, a whimpering mess and your tongues down each others throat. wearing nothing besides one of franks shirts and the pretty pink collar he had gotten for you.

his big hands rubbing up and down your thighs. you grinded your hips a little faster to get more of that delicious friction.

frank pulled away, his face still close to yours. “so needy this evening puppy” he looked down in his lap. watching your movements. his lips parted some and his eyes all hazy. “what’s got you all worked up sweet girl”

franks hands moved to your hips now. stopping you from being able to move you hips.

you have a whine when he did that. your cunt aching from the loss of friction. “just missed you”

frank huffed a laugh, barely giving a little nod. “been here the whole day”

you pouted, shaking your head. “you haven’t paid attention to me at all”

that’s when franks eyes widened some. one of his big tattooed hands going under your shirt. rubbing over your stomach and your breast. kneading it gently. “oh,” he leaned in and kissed your jaw “i’m so sorry i haven’t given my pretty puppy the attention she’s been needing”

a little whimper left your throat at the mock sympathy, trying to shift your hips to grind on him again but he didn’t let you. his hand still kneading your breast and running his thumb over your nipple.

the sensation causing your cunt to throb even more.

“how does my pretty puppy want me?”both hands now playing with your breasts. moaning when he pinched and tugged on your nipples. watching your every reaction to his touch.

frank always did this. he teased you until you were a crying and pent up mess.

this time, frank shifted his hips under you. grinning when he watched your face react to it. “does she want my thigh?” he tilted his head to make eye contact “oh, i bet she does huh?”

he was so fucking condensing that it just make your cunt ache more.

feeling his budge hit against your already soaked pussy. you just gave in and nodded. not even choosing to be stubborn.

that’s when frank pulled his hands out from your shirt and padded your thighs. “okay, up for a second then”

you got up, watching frank undo his belt and slip his jeans off. taking his underwear off with them. his dick hitting his stomach when it finally was out from the strained clothing.

frank padded his thigh “don’t be shy now”

you hesitated, but slowly sat back down onto his lap. the skin to skin of you wet cunt in his tattooed thigh, making you pulse instantly.

franks hand came up to brush your hair back, nodding his thigh. “go on baby, let me see my puppy ride my thigh like the good girl she is”

you swallowed, barely moving your hips at first. the wetness of your cunt making it easier to move against his thigh. letting out a weak “fuck” between breaths.

grinding faster when the ache in your cunt felt unbearable. balancing your hands in franks shoulders. feeling your twitch. franks praises making your pussy pulse everytime. being so engulfed in your own pleasure that you didn’t even notice he was stroking his harden dick.

“look at you,” he breathed heavy “my good puppy. all you need is a tail and ears, huh?”

you jaw went slack from the pleasure. whining and nodding at whatever the hell frank was saying. feeling yourself get close.

hearing franks breathing and his own moans caused you to finish faster. weakly moaning his name and bringing your forehead to his shoulder.

“there you go baby,” frank cumming along his stomach and hand. “oh you did so good” kissing the side of your head while he tried to catch his own breath. hearing you do the same.

his thigh now wet with your cum, forehead damp with sweat.

“tired” you mumbled. feeling exhaustion hit your body now.

frank gave a hum. his clean hand going to your back. “give me a second and i’ll take you to the bedroom for a nap.”