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Could Have Done This Sooner	By : CanAm77 Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Punisher Views: 7662 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Their wrestling and tumbling continued and Matt snarled, “Stop it, Frank! He’s gone!” He finally got some leverage and pinned Frank’s wrists above his head on the ground. Over the years they fought fought fought fought. What was the point anymore? Frank was struggling under him and damn was he strong for someone who had no super powers. Their bodies continued to twist, fighting for power. Until Frank stilled under him, sure he couldn’t exactly see Frank’s face, but Frank’s heart beat fluttered and beat harder. Almost like he was nervous or embarrassed. That was about when he realized what an intimate position the were in, him between Frank’s leg’s, pushed hard against him.

“Let me go,” the anger had nearly drained from Frank’s voice, replaced by a flat tone.

Matt felt the heat building between them.

“Murdock!”

“No.”

“What?!”

“Why should I? How many years have we been fighting? Why don’t I just turn you in? Why haven’t I?” He didn’t want to let Frank go, just wanted to feel more of the heat and hardness between them. Frank started to squirm. His head dipped down and his lips were against Frank’s ear, “I’m going to let your wrists go and I want you to stay. Do you understand me?” And yeah, he knew fighting got the blood flowing, and sometimes to the wrong places. But, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like with Frank naked and panting against him. He sensed Frank nod slowly and released his wrists. Now he wasn’t sure who’s heartbeat was more panicked. Was he really doing to do this? Yep, that was his mouth descending on Frank’s, his lips barely brushing against the very still ones beneath him. He couldn’t help it when his lips curled into a smile, Frank still hadn’t moved his hands from above his head. He pressed his lips against Frank’s again, kissing him soft and slow. He was just about as hard as Frank. Was all the years of their fighting and teaming up going to come down to one mindless fuck? Was Frank even interested? He pulled back and surveyed Frank.

“What are you doing?” Frank’s voice was stressed at best, “Matt?”

Frank never called him Matt, always threw Murdock or Horn Head or something similar at him like a curse. He pulled back the cowl of his costume in case Frank needed actual visual confirmation that it was really him. That was about when his guilt kicked in, he had no right to kiss Frank. “I’m sorry,” Matt scrambled back and stood up. He offered a hand and pulled Frank up.

“You must be running out of ways to stop me.”

“You think I’d resort to that?”

Frank shrugged and walked off, leaving Matt dumbfounded.

***

A few days past and Frank mostly pushed what happened with Matt out of his mind. It was just horribly embarrassing being hard, pressed to the ground and kissed. And not just by anyone, by Daredevil. He sighed and slumped down into the worn easy chair in his living room. He poured himself a shot of whiskey, trying to find a little bit of rest he seldom got.

A soft knock came at his door. His hand instinctively went for the holster on this thigh as he got up and opened his apartment door. His eyebrows knit together as he saw Murdock in civilian attire, “I’m not even going to ask how you found me.” He turned and headed back to the living room, not inviting Matt in, but knowing he’d follow him. He was not in the mood for whatever this was. Matt caught him by the arm and turned him around.

“Are you mad at me?”

Frank cocked an eyebrow, “I’m always mad at you.”

“No, I mean are you upset about what happened?”

“Yeah, I lost that punk because of you.”

Matt shook his head, “You know what I mean.”

Frank just eyed Murdock, trying to figure out what his problem was. He didn’t really even understand what had happened. He supposed it was just a heat of the moment thing, a little to much friction. But, the next moment Matt had him pressed against the wall, mouthing and nipping his neck. The unexpected warmth and sensations felt nice, “Murdock, what are you doing?” The only answer he got was Matt’s hand going over his hips and around to the small of his back, forcing their bodies together. He grabbed a fist full of Matt’s hair and yanked his head back, “I asked you, what are you doing?”

“I want you hot and in your bed. Or on the table, I don’t care. Tell me you don’t want one night not giving a shit what’s going on out there.”

Frank processed what Matt was saying. Sliding between his sheets with his long standing enemy/team up partner. That was a really, really bad idea. Not the worst thing he had done in his life, but still. That wasn’t to say the idea wasn’t appealing. It was, Murdock was graceful and lean. And while men weren’t his normal cup of tea, there was so much tension and history between them. Which was exactly why his lips parted and he was leaning into Matt. Doing exactly what he shouldn’t be doing.

***

Matt was a little amazed when Frank kissed him. Sure, that didn’t make sense after all the trouble he went through to track him down. But, he mostly believed he was going to be turned down flat by a very angry Punisher. He could taste the sharp tang of liquor on Frank and feel the ruff stubble against his face. This may not have been the right thing to do, but he needed this. Needed to feel something. His hands took up that task, feeling and groping greedily. His tongue slid along Frank’s lips and into his mouth, the kiss becoming deep and aggressive. They were both out of breath by the time he decided to break their kiss.

Frank chuckled and rested his forehead against Matt’s, “That was long overdue.” He started to unbutton Matt’s shirt while Matt took off his glasses and set them to the side. “Come here.”

Matt embraced Frank, it felt nice when his warm, calloused hands slid up his bare back. He slipped a hand under Frank’s shirt feeling the lean, hard muscle that was covered by an unimaginable amount of scars. He pulled Frank’s lower lip into his mouth, biting the soft flesh until Frank grimaced. He continued to kiss Frank as his hands busied themselves unbuckling Frank’s belt and pushing his pants down. His mouth was all over Frank’s neck and face as his hand curled around Frank’s arousal.

“Get on your knees,” Frank leaned back against the wall as Matt obliged.

Matt held Frank’s hips, licking from the base of his cock up to the tip, then sucking the head between in lips. Frank’s fingers curled in his hair, pulling and tugging lightly. He brought Frank deeper into his mouth till he felt like he was going to gag, sucking and bringing his mouth back and forth. It was nice to hear the little moans and groans Frank tried to suppress. His hand moved back between to Frank’s shaft, pumping it hard and fast as mouth sucked harder solely on the head.

“Fuck…Matt…” Frank groaned.

Matt just squeezed Frank tighter as his hand continued to drive Frank closer to the edge. His mouth alternated between sucking and mouthing the tip. Frank tenses and his cock is pulsing in Matt’s hand and spilling come into his mouth. Frank pulls him up, embracing him and gives him a deep kiss as they finish pulling each other’s clothes off, eventually making their way to Frank’s bed. He pushes Frank back so he’s laying on his back, and he is on top of him, aching to fuck him. “Lube?”

He can tell Frank has cocked an eyebrow and is giving him a slightly surprised look, but nods toward the nightstand. Matt finds it mixed in the drawer with a couple knifes and guns. He coats his length and rubs some against Frank’s entrance, not remembering the last time he’s wanted something this bad. He presses firm and gentle into Frank, slowly rocking his hips back and forth, letting Frank adjust to him. One of his hands reach beneath Frank, grabbing his ass as he is finally fully in him. Frank is breathing heavy and holding him tightly as he thrusts into him faster, biting and nipping Frank’s jaw and ear. He buries his face into Frank’s neck, groaning and clutching onto the man beneath him as he comes.

They lay tangled and panting for some time, eventually falling asleep.

***

Matt woke up, one of his legs lay over Frank’s hip and his face nuzzled into the back of Frank’s neck. He stretched against him and Frank rolled over to look at him, “You’re still here.”

“Did you need me to leave by a certain time?” Matt asked.

“No, just surprised.”

Matt smiled, “So, are you ditching this place now that I found it?”

“Depends.”

“On?”

“Are you going to come visit me and not send The Avengers or the like after me?”

“I’d like to and no.”

“Then I might be persuaded to keep it…” Frank kissed Matt’s collarbone.

“Mmm, and how would I persuade you?”

“Well, I’m going to take a shower, maybe we can work something out,” Frank got up and made no effort to hide the fact that he grabbed the bottle of lube.

Matt rolled onto his back and listened to Frank turn the shower on. He got up and joined Frank, “Figured you needed some company.”

“Definitely.”

Matt leaned on the counter as Frank licked and sucked on the back of his shoulders. He moved his feet wider apart when one of Frank’s tapped his. Two well lubed fingers circled and pushed at his entrance. He hung his head and let out a small moan. Frank’s free hand grabbed his hair and pulled his head back so be could bite and lick the shell of his ear.

Frank’s voice was deep and vibrated against Matt’s ear, “I’m going to fuck you against the wall and I’m not going to stop until you come screaming my name.”

Matt’s knees felt weak and he was painfully, utterly hard. Frank let go of his hair and moved a hand down to tease his length, running the tips of his fingers barely over the skin. He let out a frustrated groan and a third finger was pressed into him. He felt very stretched and that made him a little nervous since Frank was thicker than that.

Frank pulled his fingers out of Matt and poured more lube out and coated his arousal. Matt turned around and gave Frank a deep, hard kiss. Frank in return bit and pulled Matt’s lower lip into his mouth.

Matt is already half undone, his heightened senses going wild. He was getting pulled into the shower doubling his sensory overload. The added heat, sound and feeling of the water making him feel woozy. Frank’s mouth was all over him as he was lifted and pressed against the wall. He groans as the hot tip of Frank’s cock is pressing into him. His lungs are filled with hot, humid air as he gasps. The too hot water is mostly hitting Frank’s back, but his legs are getting hit because they are wrapped around Frank’s waist. It was a little too much, he wanted to tell Frank to stop, but Frank’s mouth was moving against his ear, telling him the most filthy things he had ever heard. How Frank needed this and how tight his ass was and how good his mouth tasted. Matt did the only thing he could, clutch Frank’s shoulders and moan, begging Frank to fuck him harder. Pleading for more till tears leaked from his eyes because he didn’t know if he wanted to come or scream from the sensory onslaught.

Frank squeezed Matt’s ass and he rolled his hips hard and fast, thrusting his thick length into the debouched man he had pinned against the wall. He shifts Matt a little in his hold so he can support him with one arm, sliding his hand between them to wrap his it around Matt’s aching arousal. Matt’s nearly screaming in his ear, begging to come, moaning as he clings and grabs onto him. Matt’s nails are biting into his skin as his hand pumps hard and fast. He covers Matt’s mouth with his, thrusting his tongue in Matt’s mouth, wanting every bit of his body he can get into Matt. Matt arches against him, moaning as come splatters between them, his body convulsing and spasming against him.

Matt sags limply against Frank, riding out the most intense orgasm of his life as Frank’s body continues to flex and coil against his. Frank’s starting to breathe heavier and thrust shorter and faster, hands gripping him roughly looking for purchase against the wet contours of his body. Filthy curses were growled against his neck and collarbone and Frank was coming deep inside him. They stood for a long time panting and clinging to one another under the hot water. Matt could feel Frank’s lips turn up into a smile against his cheek. “What?” Matt asked.

“I was just thinking how you have the nicest ass in that costume. I think I’d like to fuck you in it some time.”

“Oh, so you’ve noticed my ass before?”

“How couldn’t I? It’s red and round. And really nice looking.”

Matt laughed as Frank started to gently clean him, “You’re just trying to flatter me so I come back.”

Frank shrugged and kissed Matt’s lips, “Maybe. Or maybe you’d come back either way.”
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