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Promise kept.

After a night of ups and downs -- if she were entirely truthful, it was a lot more downs than ups -- Alison made good on her promise to her mother-in-law. She started out early. The babies were fed and kissed, and her husband snuggled thoroughly. It had almost given her time to talk herself out of leaving, but in the end, the jonin had gently nudged her out the door.

The trip required several portal hops through the Nexus. Instead of an Italian spa, Natasha had chosen an American spa in New York for Alison's gift. It was a good choice. Alison would have had a difficult time relaxing in Italy without speaking the language. And it was nice to see the States again. She hadn't realized that she missed the familiar sights and sounds.

The spa people had their work cut out for them, though. Alison was about as tightly wound as she had ever been. Getting her relaxed and happy was a task that usually only Longshot managed. And he did it with techniques that the people at the spa were not allowed to use.

Despite her reluctance and hesitance, she found herself relaxing as she received the full spa treatment. First, she enjoyed a full body massage. Even ger toes got some attention. That had been the part she didn't think she'd like, but once it started she melted right into the table. Longshot's were better, but it was also nice to get a rub down without any sexual expectations at the end. In fact, the only expectation at the end of the massage was a long soak in an herb infused hot tub.

Over the next few hours, Alison was pampered within an inch of her life. Her hair was trimmed and highlighted. She got a manicure and a pedicure; a facial and a make-over. Even an acupuncture treatment. She wasn't afraid of the needles anymore. Once every conceivable treatment had been lavished on her, she finally emerged into the afternoon sun. It was on the edge of her mind to head for home, but the day was only half over and she had been told to take it for herself, so... shopping!

It was nice to wander the mall and spend some time just looking. Window shopping was a lost art. Eventually, she found some new clothes that she had to have. And some toys for the babies. Well, she couldn't completely forget them all day, after all. Not even if she tried. Nor could she stop thinking about her husband. She wondered if he was thinking about her? He said he would miss her today. She'd have to find him something, too. Hmmm.

Ah, wait. She had the perfect idea. And she knew right where to find it.

The walk home took a bit longer than the trip to the spa. Mostly because she was enjoying the early evening air and the slow sunset. She was never without light, so the night didn't worry her. But, she wanted to get home before too late. No need to worry anyone.

She hummed softly to herself as she mounted the steps to the front door and opened it. As she toed off her sandals in the entryway, she called out, "I'm home!"

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"That's good. I'd be sad if you didn't want to play with them anymore." That would not do much for her self-esteem, oh no. Fortunately, she didn't see that happening anytime soon.

She laughed softly against his skin. Part of him was poking her. She reached down with her non-hair playing hand and stroked him very lightly. No hurry.

"What if I wanted to play with other things?" He had an idea or five. None of them really usable in the position they were in. Though things could be said about how he could play his wife like a finely-tuned violin.

Then his breath caught as Ali stroked him. Longshot let it out unsteadily, but he could not get rid of the undeniable need for her.

"Well, I might be persuaded to let you play with other things. I'll bet you can think of ways to convince me." She chuckled softly and nibbled his earlobe. He definitely knew how to play her. But, the reverse could be said for her. They had both spent a great deal of time figuring out each other's buttons.

She continued stroking him slow and easy.

"No thinking right now," he admitted. Longshot could not focus on anything but her hand at the moment. His eyes became half-lidded as his hips started moving ever so slightly. He was trying to be good. Though he had no idea what good meant at the moment. So, restrained may have been the better word.

"Have I scrambled your brains?" She purred softly. He was awfully attractive when he was squinty and short of breath like that. Especially because Alison knew she was the one making him that way.

"You're awfully cute. You know that?" She shifted her position on his lap to straddle him instead. A few strokes later, she pushed up on her knees and lowered herself slowly down onto him. Their drawings were going to smear, but she could live with that.

"Uhhh... uh huh," was his answer. Actual words were beyond Longshot now. His mind went 'POP' at the purring.

"Nuh... Nuh uh." He wouldn't know the world was supposed to be round at this moment. The slid was slower do to water resistance, but he didn't care. The water was nice, but Alison was warm and wet all her own. He bucked his hips up once before settling back down.

Panting, squinting, and incoherent. Alison couldn't help but feel smug. She was the best at making Longshot speechless in all the best ways.

"You are," she insisted softly. Her own concentration was slipping. It was very difficult to be straddling her husband and think of anything else. Her hips rolled in a few slow, easy circles to begin with. They always felt perfect together.

"Oh... Okay." He would agree with anything at the moment. As long as she started moving soon. His hands slid beneath the water to hold onto her hips. She could start the rhythm. He would pick it up when they were done getting over how nice the other felt. Familiar and needy.

Za's Vid, he needed her.

She was moving. Just slowly. Longshot always wanted hard and fast, but his wife liked to slow it down from time to time. She looped her arms loosely around his shoulders and continued to move her slow circles. The warmth of the water made things even nicer.

"I love you," she murmured. Then she kissed him.

Longshot felt he could really make no requests about speed now. He had gotten what he wanted out in the bedroom. This day was mostly for Alison relaxing anyway. So she could go whatever speed she wanted. Especially since slow relaxed her.

He couldn't reply to her declaration. Her lips were on his. So the best he could do was meet her motions.

Alison kept his lips busy with kisses as she fell into a pleasant rhythm. It wasn't as slow as she normally tried for, but it wasn't as fast as he liked best. She was trying for something in between. Whether or not it worked remained to be seen.

Whatever had Alison in motion on him was good enough for him at the moment. Though he was just letting his body do whatever it needed because his mind was all about the lips. And adding tongue.

He also might have moaned softly against her mouth. He wasn't pay attention to that.

Oooh. That moan was nice. Alison wasn't too far gone to miss it. She giggled against his lips and let her tongue play against his. Kissing her hubby was almost as good as sex. Fortunately, she usually got both.

Whatever Alison wanted, she got. Longshot would deny her nothing. He was giving her all he had. Just in a more restrained manner. The water helped with that. He didn't usually have to maneuver in that medium. Though he did have a growl in the back of his throat because of the pace. Thankfully, that was a sound his wife liked.

It was a very good sound. He earned himself a needy whine in return. Somehow, Longshot always managed to whip Alison into a frenzy. Even when they started out slow, oftentimes she found herself wanting more and more. Like right now. She was quickly moving from slow and easy to WANT HIM RIGHT NOW!

She groaned against his lips and her fingernails skittered lightly along his shoulders as she scrambled to hold onto him. Her hips rocked faster against him.

He got a frenzy this time without even trying. He was just trying to be a good boy!

Though if she wanted faster and harder, he was going to find purchase with his heels and move harder. It took his feet scrambling a few minutes before he got them not slipping out from under him.

He grunted a bit on the first thrust. He started growling against her mouth for the rest. His need for her was rising to a fever pitch.

Being a good boy was sexy! It turned his wife on!

She moaned again when he moved harder against her. The kiss had to be broken off so she could breathe. But not before his growl sent shivers along her skin. Oh, she loved that sound.

As he moved, she met his thrusts with equal speed and force. The water splashed wildly around them, but she didn't mind. They could clean the spills later. Or leave it. By the time she noticed them, she'd be too relaxed to care.

Longshot panted in time with their movements. If this kept up for a long time, he would probably hyperventilate. However, he felt his release coming on. He grit his teeth and held on tighter.

There was definitely a lot of splashy sounds going on. He might not have stopped the water soon enough. The Mojoworlder didn't particularly care at the moment. With his heels dug in and his body slightly arched off the tub, he hit his release. It was accompanied by a loud groan that was probably supposed to his wife's name. At least he got the first sound right.

It sounded kinda like her name. It was close enough that in the midst of her own release, she recognized it. That was what counted, right?

She panted roughly against his shoulder and held on tight. Her body shook with the ripples rushing through her. The sounds he was making helped a lot, too. As she relaxed, she noticed that a lot of their bubbled had splashed out. Ah well. They could make more.

As Alison settled back down against him, Longshot moved his hands off her hips. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. It always felt nice when he was breathing hard to have her pressed against him.

Though he was pretty sure their hard work was smudged and possibly gone. Oh well. There were more crayons to use some other day.

"Think we lost our bubbles," she mumbled as she snuggled in close. It was hard to be sad about it. Even if that did mean the floor was all wet. She had gotten her hubby all hot and bothered. That was the important thing.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."

"'Sokay. I still got you," he murmured. Longshot kissed her neck and sighed happily. For a day that had been without Ali for the most part, it had been a pretty good one. He didn't want to do it again anytime soon, however.

There were no more days alone planned in the near future. Alison didn't like to be alone well enough to do it often. Although, she was beginning to think she might have to work a little harder at having fun. The crayons had been a nice start.

"Yup. I'm hard to get rid of."

"Better be. I meant it when I said I wanted you for life." He stifled a small yawn. He had somehow been slightly worn out from the day. There was no snoozing in the bathtub.

"Good thing. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." She squeezed him tight. Hers! All hers! Nobody else got a Longshot in their baths and in their beds. Well, not in this dimension.

The yawn made her grin. "Getting sleepy, cutie?" It was nice to know she could still wear him out a little.

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