So that means... this is their new normal. He thinks that's what she's proposing anyway. His eyes flit briefly to Max, still asleep in his doggy blanket fort, and he knows that the dog prefers when they're together. Even before he'd been damaged, they had been spending more time together, though not quite this close. This is uncharted territory for Frank since a long time - well, barring making out with David's wife - and thankfully that's easy to push aside now, too.

His calf rubs against hers as Frank enjoys the residual shiver traveling up the back of his leg. The urge to press himself completely into her is steadily climbing, as is the heat beneath his skin. When she kisses him this time, that's it for him, abdomen contracting under her touch as he opens his mouth invitingly to her rough initiation. The pain once more ramps up his pleasure and he hears himself release a wanton cry against her lips. Unable to stop the forward momentum when her leg presses into him this time, his hips shift forward and his hand shoots up, cupping the back of her head to harden the kiss even more, teeth bumping against her lips as he mentally refuses to hold back anymore.