[ frank still despised the city, hated it for all that it was and all that it wanted of them. the very things forced upon them were as despicable as it came, but the only reason he got through it without letting himself go on a constant rage, without immediately charging in to rip them all apart, was because he had people to look out for.
diana and wynonna had been here from the moment heβd arrived, both some of his earliest encounters, and maybe it was just a coincidence they both lived alongside one another, that he ended up on their floor, ended up in that bed with both of them that night β or maybe thereβd been a reason for all of it.
all that he knew was that heβd go to hell and back for both of them. without regret.
he manages a short laugh, shaking his head. ] Shit, youβre really gonna make me go over terms with you?
[Diana turns her face to kiss one of his palms before flashing him a grin.]
Just a few. Nothing... questionable, I promise.
[Terms aren't really something she'd begun thinking about until recently, but she has a few things in mind already. She knows she can't put too many restraints on him, but she's thought of one or two conditions she doesn't think he'll take amiss.]
But we can talk about that later. For right now, I'd like to enjoy our walk.
[ he has a suspicion on some of the things she might ask of him, specifically something that had brought them together in the first place. not that heβs too sure heβll be able to abide by it if she asks it of him, mostly on account that typically heβs not in control of the circumstances heβs placed into.
but he feels the soft press of her lips on his skin, warm to his palm and he canβt think of complaining about it even before she asks.
instead, he chuckles into a smile, nodding his head. ]
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[ frank still despised the city, hated it for all that it was and all that it wanted of them. the very things forced upon them were as despicable as it came, but the only reason he got through it without letting himself go on a constant rage, without immediately charging in to rip them all apart, was because he had people to look out for.
diana and wynonna had been here from the moment heβd arrived, both some of his earliest encounters, and maybe it was just a coincidence they both lived alongside one another, that he ended up on their floor, ended up in that bed with both of them that night β or maybe thereβd been a reason for all of it.
all that he knew was that heβd go to hell and back for both of them. without regret.
he manages a short laugh, shaking his head. ] Shit, youβre really gonna make me go over terms with you?
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Just a few. Nothing... questionable, I promise.
[Terms aren't really something she'd begun thinking about until recently, but she has a few things in mind already. She knows she can't put too many restraints on him, but she's thought of one or two conditions she doesn't think he'll take amiss.]
But we can talk about that later. For right now, I'd like to enjoy our walk.
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but he feels the soft press of her lips on his skin, warm to his palm and he canβt think of complaining about it even before she asks.
instead, he chuckles into a smile, nodding his head. ]
Yeah, alright. Letβs walk, Miss Prince.