[The separation from the countertop and where it was digging into his hip is welcomed and he takes a step forward after the nip at his lower lip that breaks the kiss to start the shedding of clothing on the way to the bedroom. Matt doesn't give it much thought how items just get tossed onto his floor from Frank; the less between them, the better. He smirks at the comment about his thread count sheets and he knows that, even if Frank will never admit it, he doesn't mind the little luxuries that Matt Murdock brings into his life on the periphery of it. Good coffee, a soft bed, and then...whatever this is. Whatever label this strange intimacy takes on.
In the threshold of the bedroom, Matt wraps his arm around Frank's neck to pull him into a hard kiss while he backs them up against the bed so they can tumble back on the mattress. It's less graceful than what he's known for in a tangle of limbs but it's the thought that counts.]
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In the threshold of the bedroom, Matt wraps his arm around Frank's neck to pull him into a hard kiss while he backs them up against the bed so they can tumble back on the mattress. It's less graceful than what he's known for in a tangle of limbs but it's the thought that counts.]
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