@sonicanary Contd.
___________ Callous hands slid around her waist, a peek of skin showing as knuckles caress the paleness of the woman down there, quickly followed by a moan of content. Dinah can’t help but lean her back against Floyd, chin rest on top of her shoulder & perfume reaches her delicate nostrils. The ask is murmured in her ear, he’s never the big babbler mouth in this house, even though, he improved with the kids around. “ Finished. You won’t get any this morning, babe. Richard needed some in his baby’s bottle. You’ve gotta get used to share I guess, since someone inherited from both of his parents. ” Between the lactose intolerance & the canary cry legacy… it was safe to say Richard Lance-Lawton would be quite unique. The blonde spins into his arms, her own locked around his neck to peck his lips, “ I think you’re on duty for running errands… unless I made the best coffee around, it should count for something, uh ? ”
FINISHED??? His cardiac organ almost skipped, also at the news of Richard having almost milk instead of the normal. Wait, the KID carry his stupid gene of lactose problems? Floyd remained confused and silent as usual; OH right Dinah did inform about the wonderful inheritance of not able to digest dairy products && Floyd was not paying attention that day. SILLY man. Blinks followed at the heartbroken news of the unavailability of almond milk; but her quick gentle kiss was a reassurance and lifting his spirit up. The normal life of a husband was honestly his DREAM career && Floyd was very adjustable and happy to lead the life he wanted: although running errands as well as looking after kids sometimes became a hectic responsibility. He sighed before smiling with confidence. “ Alright. Coffee. ”
