Protecting Her, Protecting Him
Chapter 10: Voyeurism
"You've got to be kidding me." Frankie mumbled as he watched Kevin Levin knock at Gwen's front door. He had pain stakingly made sure that she had no plans today and had planned the perfect evening to sweep her off her feet.
He watched angrily as the door opened to reveal a scantily clad Gwen. They entered the house and remained their for a few minutes before coming back out getting in the car and driving away. Frankie waited a minute before driving after them.
He followed them for a good 30 minutes and into the parking lot of a diner.
"You can't be serious?" Frankie said, gagging at the thought of how filthy the place must be. "Poor Gwen."
opting not to go in, he turned off the car and waited paitently for them to come back out. As he sat there he noticed he could see Gwen and Kevin in the window near the back. They talked for a while, laughing and seemingly enjoying each other's company.
"Like anyone could actually enjoy that loser's company." Frankie thought. Somewhere along the way an older woman came up to the table and Kevin got up to hug her. The older woman remained their for awhile before leaving and coming back with food.
Frankie had to force himself not to throw up as he watched Gwen eat the food.
"How can she eat here, in this dump." he thought. "That damn Kevin has corrupted her."
With in the hour Frankie watched Gwen and Kevin finish eating, talk to the old woman again and then exit the dinner.
He followed them again all the way back to Gwen's house where Kevin parked and then escorted Gwen inside.
An anxiety grew in Frankie's chest with each minute that past. He could hear the ticking of the clock in his mind with each second. 20 minutes had past and neither of them came back out leaving Frankie even more agitated. Without thinking, Frankie got out of his car and made his way toward the house. He carefully squeezed himself into the bushes, looking through each window until he found both of them on the couch in the living room. Gwen was in her pjs and he had to say, she looked hot.
They sat fairly close to each other, eating what looked to him like chocolate and strawberries. Frankie glared, it should have been him feeding her those strawberries. Frankie's anger only grew as he watched Kevin bite into his own strawberry and then as he chewed Gwen leaned over and kissed him hard. When they pulled apart their was a short pause before Kevin exclaimed and tackled her.
"How dare he be so rough with her." Frankie thought. However despite Frankie's disdain for the act Gwen seemed to be enjoying Kevin's ministrations on her neck. They then kissed again.
This time when they pulled apart, Frankie had the absolute displeasure of watching Kevin tug Gwen's shirt up a little to expose her stomach. Frankie's mouth watered at the sight of her soft porcelain skin. Kevin kissed all along her abdomen before grabbing the bowl of chocolate and pouring it lightly on her stomach. She moaned as he licked it up slowly.
When the chocolate was gone they shared another strawberry, which seemed to initiate a dance, that Frankie neither wanted to see nor could he look way. He watched pathetically as the object of his affection coupled with another man, a man he had come to loath with every fiber of his being.
It was only after they were done, and laying in each other's arms exhausted that Frankie Marksmen made his decision, a decision that would affect said couple for years to come.
Kevin Levin must go.
A/N: So I know I promised you a lemon and I failed, I'm sorry…don't hate me (insert sad face), but I thought the whole Frankie watching thing was creepy enough with out to much description. Anyway chapter 11 up soon please review.
-RED