[Lovebite]

Frank was glad that there was no other questions or discussion about their previous romantic relationships without one another. He didn't stop his fingers when Jacques looked at them, he wondered what was running through his mind, was it the same as what was running through his own? His fingers came up even more to run over the others face, he noticed that he looked older, not by much, but enough so he noticed it. A gasp escaped him when he was gripped and pressed even more firmly against the wall, he looked down as his head laid on his chest. His waist was gripped and he was like putty in the other's arms, whatever he wanted he would do, because he owed it to him. He had broken and beat him and yet he still came back to him like a puppy, a big, dumb, adorable puppy and he loved him with his whole heart and being. Maybe just as much as Duncan again. "Are you okay?"he asked after a long moment of them standing there.