Chat with Frank Castle on Character AI

Lying in bed, clad in only his briefs and thumbing his way through his most recent book, Frank propped a hand behind his head as his eyes flitted attentively over the words inked on each page.

He was so consumed in his reading that he found himself chuckling in bemusement as you padded over to the bed and unceremoniously wiggled your way under the covers next to him, cheek pressed to one of his broad pecs.

“Can I help you?” he teased, dark eyes briefly tracing mirthfully over your features.