J Edward Khrist is at Lincoln Financial Field.
[text] Eden says hi from the sofa at home.
[text] whatd you do to her?
[text] I didn't do anything to her. It's just that time of night. She'll be alright in a few minutes when that bottle is ready and she's on her way to sleep.
[text] I don't know. I think ur being mean to her.
[text] I'm going to be mean to you here in a little bit...
[text] as you are so prone to being...
[text] got a package in today... from adoreme.com...
[text] Don't let your brother have a view of the phone when you get an image attachment in about a half hour.
[text] he won't stop buying me beer. This is peer pressure aaaand I have hiccups.
[text] He's employed by me tonight. I want you drunk tonight. >:]
[text] What time will you be in, you think?
[text] just had half time. Tack on bout 30 minutes for traffic.
[text] But what time will you be... in?
[text] half past thirteen.
[text] What does that mean???? :[
[text] means I fucking love you.
[text] I love you too. Eden is down for the count and I have a question for you.
[text] Okay. Second question: How's your tongue feeling about right now?
[text] Third question: How do you want to find me when you get home?
[text] uhh...the same way I always find you?
[text] I'm going to need the question rephrased in a question.
[text] I'm not good at this. :\
[text] you're plenty good at this.
[text] That was my text flirting...
[text] I know it was I'm messing wit by you.
[text] I spent half the evening reading websites about how to sext with your husband when he's away...
[text] you researched. What's your conclusion?
[text] That I'm not good at this and I'm much better with my lips on your skin than I am hinting at it.
[text] I think you're fine.
[text] Are you good at it?
[text] Drunk you has to be better than sober me.
[text] stop being so hard on yourself all the time. That's my job.
[text] I love you. I can't wait until you're home.
[text] I love you too hun.
[text] Have you thought sexy thoughts of me while you've been gone?
[text] lil hard to right now but on the ride home I'll warm dinner for ya.
[text] I like the sounds of that.
[text] I'll see you when you get home, my love.
[text] forgot the floor there for a minute.
[text] How drunk are you?
[text] I've lived here for 5 years.
Instead of returning the text, she got up from the bed, finding her robe within the door of the closet that she would pull on. Tying it at her waist, she walked through the space to find the front door where she would unlock it and open it, waiting for him, preparing for a very drunken husband.
Walking down the hall as he fished for his keys, reaching out in curiosity as all people had to assure the door was locked. Feeling it give, he'd guide if open. Keys in hand as he'd toss them on the side table as he hadn't driven himself anyway clearly.
Meeting him there at the door, she'd watch as he tossed his keys to the side table, stepping forward to secure the door once he was within. Drawing a breath, she was there at his side, her hand finding his lower back as her other hand drew to his to draw it around her own frame, guiding him to their bedroom. "Did you have a nice time?" she asked, taking care to guide him through the space without harm to him that may have come from table or doorway.
"Hi there." As if he had never seen her there in his home before as she drew him in quickly. Hearing her question, he'd nod. Watching each careful step as he stole a gentle kiss from her. "I did. How was your night with the nugget?"
Working with him to bring him within the bedroom safely, she'd guide him to the edge of the bed where she would encourage him to sit before she was finding her knees before him, working at his shoes. "She did fine. Went down a little past ten and got up at two. Should sleep on through about six or seven, I'd imagine," she offered, as he had missed nothing in the first night he'd ventured out.
"Mmm." He hummed, as her penchant for sleep definitely wasn't from him. Letting her get his shoes as he sat down and his hands found his knees.
Removing his shoes from his feet, she'd hear his hum and glance up to look towards him as her hands came there over his at his knees before she was rising to her feet. Gently squeezing his hands for a moment before her hands were finding the lower hem of his shirt, guiding it up and off of him as she did her best to help him get comfortable.
Feeling her hands over his, he'd draw his hands upwards as she worked on his shirt. Allowing her to work it off of him. "Well, I'm glad she didn't give you too much trouble. I'd hate to have to set her straight..."
Helping him with his shirt, she listened as he spoke. Drawing off his shirt entirely, she met his eyes a moment later as that shirt was laid on the bed beside him. "Set her straight?" she asked, a soft shake of her head there a moment later. "No. You're off the hook tonight," she stated honestly as she encouraged him to lay down by the guiding of her hands.
"Good." He stated simply as it spared them both though he was only teasing. Feeling the encouragement of her hand. He'd allow himself down against the bed without much fighting it.
A soft laugh passed her lips as her hand drew to the button of his jeans. Working at the fabric to guide it down his legs and free of him. "I'm glad you had a nice night out with your brother though," she offered honestly as she rid him of the jeans entirely.
"Too many be-" hiccups. "ers." He hummed as he felt her at his jeans, using his hands to allow his hips upwards. "My male stripper days..."
Listening as he went on, she couldn't help the soft laugh that seemed to remain there at her lips. "Alright," she agreed, bringing the blanket there to his side where he could draw it over if he'd like to, but not forcing it as she gathered his jeans and shirt into her hands. Leaning over him, she pressed a soft kiss to his lips before she was pulling back to meet his eyes. "I love you and I missed you tonight."
Watching her as she took up his clothes and she'd speak, he'd smile gently. "I love you too." He stated honestly as his hands reached for his pillow and his head lifted to tuck it under his head.
As he made himself comfortable, she'd press her lips to his forehead before making her way to put his clothes in the hamper. "Do you need anything while I'm up?" she asked, looking back towards him.
"Nah, you can walk to the door real slow though." He offered, a light smirk to him as he intended to watch her.
Hearing his request, a soft smirk took her features. "And once I get to the door?" she asked, her eyes there to his as she waited for further instruction.
"Pro'lly ain't gonna be able to see from there so it's all you." He'd confess as he looked up at her. Never would she be able to find a bigger fan of her then the man who occupied that bed.
Hearing his words, she'd nod her head softly, agreeing to walk to the door slowly for him, even if she had no business beyond that door in the moment. Yet for him, she'd find it. Walking slowly to the door, she paused within the door frame, entirely for his benefit before she was looking back over her shoulder towards him before making her way through the doorway and deciding to check in on Eden one more time before returning to bed where she had begun.
Chuckling to himself as her eyes found his as he'd wait out her absence. Reaching for the remote as she was gone to pull up the TV from the bottom of the bed.
Just a moment away, the little one slept peacefully in her bed where her mother would pause to admire her for a silent moment before she was drawing the door nearly closed and returning to the room in which she had begun. Finding the television elevated, she made her way to her own dresser, withdrawing a tshirt and pair of normal panties, saving the black beneath her robe for another time. Silently finding her way to the bathroom, she closed the door behind her where she'd shed her robe as well as the lingerie she'd worn that night for him.
Using that one hand of his to push her shirt up and watching her shed it. Eagerly pressing his lips to her bare shoulder. His fingers still steadily sweeping over her as the man was still fully dressed as she'd surely feel pressed up to him as his hips would gently roll to hers.
Once her shirt was gone, she knew she should take to the task of freeing him from his, yet the feeling of him deep within her was too good to be stopped, even for the moment it would take to turn around. Giving into the position of his design instead, she'd want those clothes gone from him eventually, and yet for now, she was entirely satisfied to be completely bare to him and at the will of his hands all the same. Feeling the roll of his hips to her own, the press of his lips to her newly bared skin, a heated sigh fell from her lips as she looked back over her own shoulder. Desire flashed through hazel eyes as her hand gripped the bedding there before her, forcing her hips against his own as the focus of his deft fingers had her release already gripping her from deep within her own core.
Brows would furrow as she slipped into the bedroom to get changed privately. Figuring she maybe just wasn't feeling it anymore at the sight of his drunk ass which he could definitely understand. Flipping on sportscenter as he laid the remote down. Tucking his hands under his pillow and under his head.
Standing in the bathroom, she stared into the mirror for a long moment, the thoughts in her head too loud to be ignored. Finally, she'd draw on the t-shirt and slip into the simple panties, gathering the other items into her hands before coming out of the bathroom to place them in her top dresser drawer. Hanging her robe on the closet door where it belonged, she walked around the bed to her side where she'd find her way there beside him where he watched television. If it hadn't been for its appearance, she might have thought him interested yet returning to the room from Eden's to find it there before them, she would take it as a silent sign that the mood had been lost either by his late arrival, his drunken state, or her inability to properly sext. Regardless, she'd find her way to his side just the same, her hand coming against his bare chest as her head found his arm, not needing a shift in his position to make herself comfortable against him. "Did your brother have a nice time?" she asked softly as she settled there against him.
Thinking a different thing all together as he had only been keeping himself busy in the meantime and didn't see the television as a complete ceasefire. Watching her return where his attention that quickly shifted to her. Curiously watching her as she'd slip in beside him. Allowing his arm around her shoulders as she found his chest. Hearing her question where he shrugged. "I dunno. Fucker don't smile." He confessed as he pressed his lips to her temple before pressing his head to the side of hers.
Soph's own interaction with John had been scarce at best, never having noticed the man smile, but only thinking him uncomfortable in her presence as she and Judas had kept so much to themselves over the course of their relationship, that others hadn't really gotten a chance to know her as she remained just as reserved as she had been for the last several years. "Does he never?" she asked, having thought that perhaps he did in moments with his brother and those he was more comfortable with. Feeling his kiss there to her temple before his head was there against her own, she drew in the scent of the man as she settled into an alternative that would not have her at all disappointed.
"No." He answered honestly there to her. Eyes closed as he inhaled an even breath. "He piss faces and grunts." Judas explained as his free arm found her waist. His other drawn over her shoulder gently rubbing over her back.
Feeling him draw around her entirely, the television played on in the background without a single set of eyes taking it in. "Even when he's happy?" she asked, finding it strange at the very least as her own hand followed the structure of his chest to find his side where she was drawing into him just as intently as he did to her.
"You'll never know when he's happy." He returned to her at her curiosity at to the oddity which was his younger brother. Remaining there to her as he'd hum low. "I'm sorry I'm drunk and it ruined your plans. I wouldn't want a drunk dude slobberin' on me neither." He'd admit empathetically.
Hearing him shift from that of his brother to that of her failed plans, she offered a soft smile. "You didn't ruin my plans," she confessed as her hand drifted down his side against his ass as she pulled herself further into him. "And you're welcome to 'slobber' on me any time you wish," she reminded him as her lips found the curve of his neck. "I'm sorry your wife is terrible at sexting and couldn't set the mood properly if there was a gun to her head," she returned softly as this one was on her.
"I did though." He reminded her, as she had changed her clothing and her disposition all together and that much was evident. Hearing her mention sexting, not even able to recall what she had done so evidently terrible. "I don't know what you're talking about." He admitted as he felt her at his neck.
"You didn't though," she reminded him in return as she would not allow him to take anything on himself and she had not drawn from him entirely, nor would she. "You don't remember me trying to sext with you earlier?" she asked, her hand smoothing down the back of his thigh as her lips remained to the curve of his neck.
"I remember that but I don't remember..." pausing, not sure how to phrase that was the man was blatantly confused. "Like...thinking there was something wrong with it." He attempted with ease.
"I wanted to say all of these things that would have you coming through the door ready for me, wanting me, and me laying here, ready for you," she confessed, the vulnerability thick in that statement as she did not attempt to hold back from him in this regard. "I built it all up and created unrealistic expectations along the way when really, it wasn't even necessary," she confessed as her lips found his neck once more and her hand gripped at the waistband of his boxers. "I just really missed you tonight," she offered honestly.
"I did though." He pointed out, the root of his confusion at best. A gentle shake of his head at the suggestion of unrealistic expectations as he had no clue how those things had been unrealistic and why she was being so hard on herself as he felt her at his boxers. "I missed you too." He confessed as she remained to his neck and his own lips pressed to her shoulder.
Feeling his kiss there to her shoulder, she hummed softly under his admission that he had come home wanting her, yet she recalled the feeling she had upon his arrival only proving to her that he had been right all along and she was the one whose mindset had shifted. It all made sense to her in that moment as it had been her concern for his safety that had altered it all before it had even begun. Her hand drew up his back, stealing the touch of the man there before her as she drew in the scent of him there at the curve of his neck.
Still having wanted her long after that as he had continued flirting with her as she left. It was her return that had altered something that he couldn't he couldn't be sure of. Yet, he'd let it go. Having no clue by that point. Feeling her at his neck as his own hand found the back of her own.
Feeling his hand to the back of her neck, she sighed softly against his skin as she drew one leg between his where her thigh would press upwards against him. "Do you want Sports Center... or do you want me?" she asked, a flirtation there seeping into her voice as all was not lost, nor would it ever be for the two of them as it would take so very little to have her mind right back where it had been, only this time without the awkwardness of her sexting inabilities.
"I turned the TV on when you left. You didn't tell me where you were goin' and I thought you might have had to feed the baby or pump or somethin'. I haven't looked at it since you've been here." He reminded the woman, even though it was directly under them. The man was invested and it would take more than that to catch him slipping. "It was never like that." He stated, finding himself sobering up quickly at the suggestion of not being entirely invested in her.
Hearing him speak on the situation as it was, she'd come to realize it had been all on her. The guilt of it would easily weigh heavy on her as she'd failed at sexting and then failed at reading the situation as it was just the same. Burying her face in the curve of his neck, she released a guilty sigh as she let the weight of it grip her for the moment as she struggled with how she had fucked up so badly.
Feeling her finding his neck seemingly in submission. Not sure what to do for her in that moment as it just wasn't happening that night and that would be alright. But he couldn't fathom the concept of letting her think it was him. "It's okay." He managed simply, submitting to the basics of it as he rubbed over her back. "Shit happens."
It hadn't been gone entirely or she wouldn't be there against him in the way that she was, but as she heard him say that shit happens, she'd know, only making that guilt even worse as she'd seen it as salvageable. Feeling his hand there to her back, she remained hidden there at his neck, attempting to find her way only to find that it was gone and it was at her own doing.
"There's nothing to be sorry over." He insisted a she held her into him still. Clearly there was nothing he could do to fix it yet his mind would go on the possibilities on how to calm her down. To level with her and get into her head. Eyes sweeping over the ceiling with nothing more than the flash of light in the room as it seemed like they might have needed a little help getting there. "You wanna go take a bath with me?"
She had a million things to be sorry for and they all started with what she had done wrong, understood wrong, perceived wrong. As she felt him there against her, she'd hear his question that would finally have her drawing back from his neck for the first time in some time where her eyes would meet his. Giving up a gentle nod of her head, she'd agree without pause. "I would really like that," she stated honestly as she drew in a breath as her hand found the side of his face.
Finally getting something, he'd exhale a slow breath. Not sure how he had managed that one but he was grateful he had as he looked down towards her. "Alright..." he began, slowly leaning up so he could get that started for her.
As he slowly lifted up, she would release him to do so, even if she really just wanted to stay in his hold indefinitely. Her touch was lingering as she did not readily let go of him, looking towards the man who could seemingly fix anything. Her words of apology still burned at her lips as she let her hands withdraw entirely, sitting up as well where she would rise a moment later from the bed.
"No." He stated, knowing she was about to do it again. Pressing his lips gently back to hers instead to solve her oral fixation for that moment before he'd draw from her and the bed all together. Walking to the adjoining bathroom where he was walking within and towards the bathtub. Hitting the appropriate knobs as he checked for temperature.
Feeling his kiss silence her as he seemed to know she'd need it, she was left slightly stunned for a moment, long enough for him to get up from the bed and find his way into the bathroom. As she heard the water start, she stood from the bed, her hands coming there to the bottom of her t-shirt, removing it and letting it fall to the floor followed by the fabric of her own panties. Never one to just leave clothes on the floor, she would do so now as she came up behind him in the bathroom, her hands finding his boxers where she would slowly lower them as her kiss found the center of his back.
Feeling her find her place behind him and at his boxers. Drawing them down as he could imagine she was already free of hers from behind him. Her lips to his back noted. "Hi, baby."
Hearing him greet her as her lips found his back, she released the boxers to allow gravity to steal them from her a moment later. Pressing her body to his back, he'd find confirmation of what he thought in that moment as her hands smoothed over his sides. "Hi, baby," she whispered softly, finding that all they really needed was a shift of scenery, to get out of that headspace, and find something that looked a lot more like what she'd had in mind in the first place.
Feeling her there to his back as she touched over his sides and he watched the tub fill. His hands idly laying over hers as they had some time to wait out here until the tub was full.
Feeling his hands find her own, she drew a soft breath there to his back before her lips were finding his flesh once again. Pressing a kiss off to one side of his back as she let her lips find the back of his arm, never doubting they would find a way to pass the time.
Feeling her pressing down the back of his arm as the man watched the tub filling simply. Letting her stay where she was as there had even enough tension there for the two of them.
As her kiss found the back of his arm, she was making her way around him to find his side before she was coming there to his chest where her kisses would continue on. Lifting her eyes to look up towards him as her lips pressed to his skin, her hands smoothed over his chest, finding the change in scenery to be all the two had needed as she had left her failure there against the floor with her shirt and panties and found a bit more of herself here before him.
As she slipped around him, his eyes found hers. Arms gently taking around her shoulders as they'd cross behind her. Feeling her to his chest as his palm would graze her shoulder blade in gentle rotations as the woman stood bare before him. Easily promoting and receiving his touch.
Feeling his arms draw her in, she let the side of her face find his chest as her eyes closed. Drawing in his scent as she stood bare before him, hearing the sounds of the tub filling behind them. Her hands found the sides of his neck, one slipping behind to draw him down to her where she'd simply breathe him in to breathe out her failed efforts in exchange for his successful one there before them.
Pressing his lips to the top of her head as he stood there before her. Resting his chin there as she remained at his chest. Unbothered to move her as there was no need. Holding her into him.
Feeling him there to the top of her head, she would remain in his hold without moving from him as his own design was endlessly better than her own. With one hand to the back of his neck, her other would smooth over the curve of his shoulder, standing in awe of him as she so often did where he would make up for her shortcomings, never allowing failure to reside against her skin for too long.
"Alright." He'd state a few minutes later as they were at the right level. "As good as it's gonna get with my fat ass." He'd comment, bony ribs and all as she'd need to reach out and turn off the water.
Hearing his words where there had only been silence between them, she drew back where she'd look up towards him. "What's as good as it's going to get?" she asked, withdrawing from him as she turned around, leaning over to take care of the water.
"The water level." He explained as he watched her turn around, smirking softly as she leaned over as he couldn't help himself and his perversions as he'd whistle softly to himself.
With the water stopped, she'd rise once again to turn and look to him as a smirk found her features at the sound of that quiet whistle. "Wait until you see it in red," she offered softly, flirting with the idea of what had been under her robe not so long before. Reaching out for his hand, she'd step within the tub, her hand there to bring him along with her.
Considering that was the intent in the first place, he'd nod. Saying nothing further on it. "Look forward to it." He'd conclude simply, attempting to hold back that bit in the first place. His hand to hers to see her within the tub as he'd wait until she had found her place within.
Once she was there within the tub, standing before him, she'd give that tug to his hand to insist that he come within with her before she'd even begun to sit down. Hearing his words on how he was looking forward to it, a soft smile stole her features as she waited for him to step within.
Feeling her tug again, he'd step forward. "Go ahead." He stated, waiting until she got comfortable within as this bath was more for her than t was for him anyway.
She had insisted twice with the tug of her hand there to his only to be told to go ahead. She'd offer a soft nod of her hand as she kept his hand in hers as she lowered herself to the bottom of the tub, taking up a space with her eyes up to his as she bit against her lower tier where she had hoped to join his lips the moment his feet touched the water.
Just wanting her to be comfortable as she found her place. Seeing his end clearly as he'd allow himself within before lowering himself to the opposite side of that tub. Hissing slightly at the temperature of the water. "I feel like a potato. Holy fuck." He stated, not sure how she did it.
As he reacted to the temperature, she had to laugh as he was the one that had set the temperature in the first place. Bringing her feet to either side of him, she drew in around him, her legs wrapping around him as she was far more interested in being close to him than she was to the bath itself. Her hands found the back of his neck as she found a better place than the one she had found on her own, drawing him towards her as she had far better ideas than just a bath. "Hottest potato I've ever seen," she attempted, knowing its failure before it even left her lips.
"Boiled potato to be accurate." He responded at her attempt as she drew onto him and his lap. Waiting for his body to make the adjustment but still amazed by it in reality. "Why did you make me do this to myself?"
Finding a place there against his thighs, finding him far more comfortable than the tub ever could be, she hummed to his question where she'd prefer to find her lips. "Well... you see... I was being a failure in my attempts to seduce my husband that went on to my failure to read a situation at all, and somewhere along the lines, I suppose I lost my ability to realize that the person setting the temperature of the water might set it too high," she teased, pressing her lips to his for but a brief moment before she would trust his hold as she leaned back away from him, while remaining to his lap. Opening the drain valve of the tub, she'd turn on the cold water, allowing some of the hot to flush out while replenishing it with the cooler temperatures before she was back to his lips while the water sorted itself out for the time being.
"Soph." He'd warn as she started up on her fixation for the night as she hadn't failed at anything. That first part looking like a bad reflection on him and he didn't like the suggestion even for a minute. Much less that she was focusing so much on it. Watching her lean back as his arms slipped around her to drain some of the water. Not sure how this would work with them in it before her lips found his. Pressing back to hers with ease.
Hearing her name there on his lips as she returned to him, she felt his lips pressing back to hers where failure was not an option. As the tub drained and filled, replacing the heated water with something that might be more comfortable for him, she simply let her kiss linger there against his lips as her hands found the back of his neck.
Feeling her to his neck as he'd lean gently into her touch and kiss. The water running still behind her as his hands swept down her bare sides to find her hips.
Feeling his hands there to her hips, she drew in firmly to him, her body pressed to his as her lips pressed to his, maintaining the soft nature that always did exist between them.
Thumbs rolling over her hips as he took attentive detail of her. Head slightly tilting to allow a deeper engagement where his tongue was drawing a trace over the part of her lips. Leaving her with the task of turning off that water once more.
She couldn't have thought of that water now, not as his tongue drew at the part of her lips. Her own lips would part a moment later, her tongue drawing through to find his there awaiting her taste just as eagerly as she was seeking his. Her tongue smoothed over his as one hand slipped up within dry locks of hair, gripping to the man intently with no concern for the exchanging of water taking place there behind her.
Losing his interest in the water just as rapidly as he felt her hand wandering to his hair. Keeping his hands there to her as there was no where else he'd rather be then just there with her once they finally worked it all out.
Holding onto the man as she always seemed to do, her tongue smoothed over his before retracting entirely only to be reintroduced a moment later. Her hips shifted there against him as she remained wrapped around him, knowing he'd feel that suggestion even within the water as she put aside any and all other attempts that might've been made and had no issue in handing that victory to him as he was forever at the root of their best moments and this would be no different.
