Frank nervously looked through his closet, digging through the black graphic tees. He wanted to wear something a little bit nicer for our date tonight because he's never been on a date before. We were going to one of his favorite vegan restaurants and then we're going to the movies.

"This is the only nice thing I have that my grandma got me," Frank said, holding up a pink sweater with a deep blush.

"Wear it," I said. "I think you look pretty in pink."

Frank looked at the sweater nervously before putting it on and I smiled.

"You look so cute," I said.

Frank gave me a kiss, tugging at the sleeves that went over his hands. It was a little big on him but made him look so soft and sweet.

"Are you sure I should wear this?" He asked nervously.

"Yes, you look so cute," I said.

Frank put on his black converse and reached for his gloves out of instinct before shaking his head with a smile. He looked adorable in the pastel sweater, colliding in the most perfect way with his black eyeliner, piercings and chipped black nail polish.

"Alright, let's go," I said.

I took his hand and we got into the car. Frank fidgeted with the radio before settling on a station but his fingers were still fidgeting nervously. I reached over, holding his hand. We pulled up to the restaurant and were sat at a table.

"C-can you order for me?" Frank asked nervously and I nodded.

"What do you want, Baby?" I asked.

The waitress came and gave us water before leaving to give us more time.

"The spinach and mushroom lasagna looks good," he said.

I nodded. "I think I'm gonna get Alfredo sauce pasta. All the pastas tonight, I guess."

Frank giggled and I ordered the food for us. I held his hand across the table, smiling happily.

"I love you," I said.

Frank's face turned red, letting out nervous whimpers as he looked around.

"So, any movies that you wanna see?" I asked.

"A comedy," Frank said with a small shrug. "I don't really know what's out right now but you know I don't do well with horror movies or sad movies."

"Alright, I'll find us the funniest movie playing," I said and he grinned.

They gave us our food and Frank ate happily. I spun some noodles around my fork and held it out to him. Frank blushed and ate it.

"It's good," he mumbled.

I smiled at the way his eyelashes contrasted with his pale cheeks when he looked down. He was gorgeous, his skin smooth and soft and pale. He looked so innocent and sweet.

"Can you tell me more about your past?" I asked.

Frank knew everything about me but my knowledge on him was still limited.

"I-I can't really do that," he mumbled.

"But I know you," I said. "What else is there?"

"I really don't w-wanna talk about it," he whimpered.

Frank's hands began to shake, his eyes watering as he looked anywhere but at me.

"Hey, Hey," I said softly, reaching across the table to hold his hand. "It's okay, you don't have to tell me anything, okay?"

Frank sniffled and nodded.

"I'm sorry I cry a lot," he mumbled, wiping his eyes. "I hate it, I'm like a kid but I just cry a lot."

"It's okay, Baby," I whispered. "Cry all you want, it only makes me love you more."

Frank blushed and finished eating. The waitress came over with a bright smile as she took our empty plates.

"Will you boys be getting dessert tonight?" She asked.

"Not today," I said.

She dropped off the check before leaving. I pulled out my wallet, setting down the money including the tip before holding his hand, bringing him out of the restaurant. We drove to the theaters and sat in the theater of a comedy movie after buying tickets and a small bucket of popcorn.

"How was dinner?" I asked while the trailers played on the screen.

"It was really good, and not just because of the food," he said. "It was good because it was my first ever date with a boy."

I smiled, holding his hand. Frank was looking around curiously and it almost seemed like he was trying to absorb this place into his memory.

"You can come back, you know," I said.

Frank blinked a couple times before looking up at me.

"Oh, yeah," he mumbled. "I'm not used to being able to go out and stuff. I feel like this is a one time thing before I have to become a shut in again."

I gave him a soft smile and a kiss on the forehead. He curled up to my side, continuously eating the popcorn.

"Wh-why am I eating so much now?" He asked. "I should save it for the movies, not the trailers."

"Welcome to the theaters," I said with a chuckle. "You'll eat most of it during the trailers and almost none of it during the actual movie."

"Why?" Frank asked.

"Because there's nothing to focus on during the trailers so you just start to sort of boredom eat and then during the movie you're so focused you kind of forget you have food," I said.

Frank looked at me, curiosity on every inch of his face. He seemed so intrigued by everything in the world in the cutest little innocent way possible.

"You're the sweetest," I mumbled, my hand caressing his cheek, my thumb lightly brushing over his lips. "Your mom's going to your grandma's tonight, right?"

Frank nodded, looking at me with his big green eyes and I smirked.

"Good," I mumbled, pressing my lips against his.

He let out a whimper and leaned forward when I pulled away. Frank blushed, fidgeting with his fingers. The lights darkened and he gasped as he looked around. He stared at the screen with his big doe eyes, fascinated by the movie playing.

I held him close, running my fingers through his hair as we watched the movie. He was so focused the entire time, his lips parted slightly in awe. I watched his fascination the whole time, it was far more interesting than the movie.

"How was it?" I asked when the ending screen played the credits.

"Really good," he said.

I smiled and took his hand, bringing him out to the car with me. Frank was fidgeting a bit nervously and everytime I caught him staring at me he'd turn away with a blush. We got home and I smiled, holding his hand as I lead him upstairs. If he still had his powers I would definitely be getting some shocks right now.

I kissed him roughly when the bedroom door shut behind us. My hands tangled into his hair before pulling back, panting softly.

"W-we're gonna have to take it slow," I breathed out. "This isn't the same without your powers, it has to be slower."

Frank nodded and pushed me back towards the bed. He pulled my shirt off, tossing it aside. I crawled back onto the bed, pulling him with me. He was moving quickly, I could feel his desperate hands undoing my belt. I held his wrists gently, pulling them away. I flipped us over and straddled his hips. I kissed his neck, pushing his shirt up to kiss along his chest. Frank's chest rose and fell and I pulled his shirt off.

I rocked my hips down slowly, the pleasure coursing through my skin as I felt the bulge in his jeans press against me. He moaned, his hands going back to my belt again. I pulled my pants off, tossing them aside before straddling his hips again.

"You don't happen to have lube, do you?" I asked.

"Um...no, I-I don't," he denied.

"That's fine," I said.

I held his wrist and picked his hand, sucking on his fingers. Frank's jaw went slack as he looked up at me. I coated his fingers in spit before moving them behind me. He slowly pushed in a finger and I whimpered, pushing down against him. He rocked them slowly before adding a second.

"Fuck," I whimpered.

I rocked my hips against his hand, moaning quietly.

"Oh shit," he mumbled.

Frank moved his hand faster and brushed against my prostate, making me cry out in pleasure. I closed my eyes, hands digging into chest.

"Oh, f-fuck," he mumbled. "It hurts but...not bad. Good hurt."

Frank pulled his hand away when my hands pulled at his belt, undoing it and tossing it aside. I pulled off his jeans and boxers before climbing back up. I spit in my hand before wrapping it around his erection to slick him up. Frank held my hips as I slowly sank down onto him. There was some stinging pain and I took a few deep breaths.

"F-fuck, please," he muttered.

"Wait, g-gotta go slow," I said.

I slowly sank down, my jaw dropping. When the pain washed away I slowly began to grind my hips, letting out quiet whimpers. I turned us over and he gasped before pulling out.

"Wh-what's wrong?" I asked. "D-do you wanna stop?"

"No," he mumbled, fidgeting with with his fingers nervously. "C-can you...can you turn o-over?"

"Fuck yeah," I muttered.

I turned over onto my knees and elbows and he held my hips before pushing back in. I moaned, rocking back against him. The bed creaked, moans filling the air along with the sound of skin slapping against skin with every thrust of his hips. My hands clutched the blanket, moaning loudly as he hit my prostate over and over again.

"O-oh fuck, I'm gonna come," he whimpered.

"Wait, wait," I breathed.

Frank slowed his hips, trying to take a few deep breaths. He starting rocking his hips again and I cried out when his hand wrapped around my erection. He pushed me closer to the edge and the burning knot of pleasure was building up inside the pit of my stomach, my heart nearly bursting out of my chest.

"Please," I whimpered. "Oh, oh fuck, I'm close."

Frank snapped his hips harder as his thrusts became more erratic and uneven. I could tell he was trying to hold off, his grip on my hip even tighter. I rocked my hips back, adrenaline rushing through my veins. My jaw dropped, hips stuttering when  the tight coil unfolded and I was pushed over the edge, coming into his hand. It ran over me like waves, traveling down my spine and making me shutter.

"Fuck," he whimpered.

Frank came inside me and gasped before he pulled out. I smiled as I laid down, looking up at him. He whimpered quietly, curling up close to me.

"I love you," I whispered.

Frank gave me a kiss and held me close, running his fingers through my hair as I fell asleep.