Avengers One Shots

frank x reader - broken promise

Content Warnings/Kinks: angst, mentions of murder, injury/wounds, praise kink, hickeys/biting, nipple play, face fucking, oral sex, fingering, rough sex, unprotected sex

Broken Promise

Y/n startled, jumping up from her spot on her couch as she heard a short knock on the door. She walked over to the door and before she opened it asked: 

"Who is it?"

"It's me baby" a gravelly voice responded breathily from the other side. She could tell he was in pain just by his tone.

Y/n yanked open the door quickly and gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth when she saw him; he was covered in blood.

"Frank!" She exclaimed, "Shit come in"

He limped through the doorway and into her living room, standing with his back against her living room wall. Once he had settled Y/n rounded on him.

"Really Frank" she yelled at him, eyes teary, "You're killing again...what happened to our promise?"

"I didn't mean to" Frank groaned in response, tilting his head back in pain.

"Oh, you didn't mean to huh?"

"Baby you don't understand..." he grunted before wincing in pain.

"Oh I can't fight with you when you're like this" she sighed, "c'mon let's get you cleaned up"

She walked over, guiding him to her bathroom. Frank ripped off his shirt, exposing her to his wounded, bloody chest.

"Shit Frank" she breathed before wetting a towel and beginning to clean his injuries.

Soon, his wounds were clean and he was in less pain due to the medication Y/n had provided him with.

"Baby..." Frank croaked, "Let me explain-"

"Shh" she whispered, pushing him up against the wall, "Don't bother"

"Are you sure?" He questioned, cupping her cheek and tilting her face up toward his.

"Mm-hm" she responded quietly, running her hands up his muscular back and pressing her face closer to his, until their lips were mere inches away, "No more talking"

Frank leaned in and kissed her, planting his lips softly on hers at first and then deepening it, gripping her hips firmly under the fabric of her shirt. His touch set her on fire and soon their kisses became sloppier and sloppier, lips red and raw. As they continued to kiss Frank pressed himself up against Y/n, she could feel him hard in his pants. He was hungry now, as desperate for her as she was for him. Frank pulled the hem of her shirt, helping her to remove it until she was left in her jeans and bra, standing before him. 

"Let me take care of you..." she offered, breaking away from the kiss and looking up into his eyes.

He nodded, consenting, as she got down onto her knees before him. She took her time, slowly unzipping his pants and pulling them down with his boxer briefs. Once his cock was out, Y/n took it in her hands, running her fingers teasingly up and down his shaft.

"Mm," Frank moaned.

She then put the tip in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before sliding her mouth as far down his cock as she could.

"Baby...fuck" Frank murmured as she slurped, sucking his cock in and out of her wet mouth.

Y/n began to bob up and down, speeding up every time she did until he was practically fucking her face. She then opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, encouraging him to take control. He gripped both sides of her face and started to thrust, at a pace that pleased him, in and out of her mouth. Each time his cock hit the back of her throat she gagged, but that was exactly what he wanted.