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Alison Blaire ([personal profile] shimmerandsing) wrote2009-02-15 12:45 am
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Still the one.

Alison woke at a reasonable hour and was only mildly ill. The morning sickness so far with her second pregnancy had been easier to handle than the first. She was especially glad for it on days like today. It was Valentine's Day and she needed to do something special for her handsome hubby.

Following tradition, Longshot had been up early and gone into the camp for his yearly chocolate haul. Despite being a happily married father of three (four soon), he still made out better than most single men in the country. They would be eating chocolate for weeks after the holiday.

While he was out, Alison bathed and dressed the twins in little Valentine outfits she'd bought for them. They got their breakfast and a little stuffed monkey each. Both were white with little red hearts on their palms and the bottoms of their feet. By the time Daddy returned home, there were two babies with slightly soggy stuffed animals and a picnic lunch for four waiting for him.

[identity profile] 2009-02-23 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
Longshot let out a long, shaky breath at her wiggling. Mr. Restraint flew right out the window about then. With already being up enough, he rolled them both, putting Alison on her back. He was on top of her in a blink, settling between her legs as he grabbed her wrists. He pinned one hand above her head and twined their fingers together on the other hand and pinned it to the side.

He pushed his hips forward to push inside her. "You're mine," he growled. "All I want. You."

[identity profile] 2009-02-23 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Alison's eyes rolled back in her head for an instant and she moaned loudly when her husband slipped inside her. She was so ready for him and he. Felt. So. Good. She opened her eyes again and gave him a smoldering look.

"Yours," she breathed. "Always yours. Nothing else matters."

[identity profile] 2009-02-23 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Longshot grinned ferally when she settled back down and looked at him. If he could possibly eat her alive without harming her in the least, he would have. Instead, he worked himself against starting slow but quickly picking up speed.

He gave the hand he held a small squeeze before he hit as fast and hard as he could go. The Mojoworlder wanted everything his wife could have. He shifted up a little between strokes to change the angle for the better.

[identity profile] 2009-02-23 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
There was no Earthly reason to show any restraint. Alison didn't hold back any of the moans and cries that welled up in her throat. He was giving her everything. She wanted to give it back.

Give it back loud.

[identity profile] 2009-02-24 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
His ears might have been ringing. His wife was singer and she could get loud. Longshot didn't mind at all. It was exactly what he wanted. Her reward for it was him moving his body in every way he knew how to make Alison hit her peak.

He dropped his head down to kiss and nibbled on her neck as his knees shifted out a little. Longshot kept ramming home, moving with her with such ease.