[The way Matt figures it, it was either kill each other or end up in bed together and the latter seemed like the better option. They argue and fight like cats and dogs because of an incompatible ideology that seems to get left at the door in moments like these.
Frank's rough fingers digging into his skin force a gasp against the kiss and the grab at his ass through his pajamas has his full attention. He reaches down to start to tug them off to add to the ever growing pile of clothing scattered around his floor. He likes the sensation of the rough fabric of Frank's pants against his bare thighs when he pulls off the pajamas and he kisses Frank fiercely in response both to the grabbing of his ass and the remark about his sheets.] I think deep down, you're just as prissy as you tell me I am. [Those would probably be fighting words if not said with an easy smile and punctuated with another rough kiss.]
He will always be "Red" to Frank
Frank's rough fingers digging into his skin force a gasp against the kiss and the grab at his ass through his pajamas has his full attention. He reaches down to start to tug them off to add to the ever growing pile of clothing scattered around his floor. He likes the sensation of the rough fabric of Frank's pants against his bare thighs when he pulls off the pajamas and he kisses Frank fiercely in response both to the grabbing of his ass and the remark about his sheets.] I think deep down, you're just as prissy as you tell me I am. [Those would probably be fighting words if not said with an easy smile and punctuated with another rough kiss.]