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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:44:20 GMT
I moan loudly, breathing hard.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:50:28 GMT
I lean back, arching my back harder and moaning.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:58:34 GMT
I grip the sheets on either side of him,"Shit..Ian.."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:03:14 GMT
"Fuck..." I groan loudly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:08:24 GMT
My grip on the sheets tighten and I moan louder.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:27:03 GMT
"Maddie..." I moan.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:30:15 GMT
I bury my head into his neck, trying to muffle my moans.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:33:59 GMT
I breathe hard, gripping the sheets next to me.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:40:31 GMT
I catch my breath, moaning softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:41:41 GMT
I pause to catch my breath slightly, then kiss her again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:47:56 GMT
I grin against his lips, kissing him back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:49:25 GMT
I grin back against her lips.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:57:41 GMT
I break the kiss, resting my forehead against his,"Wow."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 19:01:10 GMT
"Mhm," I agree.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 19:17:12 GMT
I grin, then hear Alex start crying."Worth it," I grin, kissing him softly, then getting up and pulling on a shirt.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 19:20:43 GMT
I grin, leaning my head back, "Glad he's crying now rather than a minute ago."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 19:32:39 GMT
"He's got good timing," I laugh, pulling my hair up and heading down the hall to his room.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 20:00:18 GMT
I laugh softly, staying lying down for a moment before getting up and rooting around for some clothes.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 20:05:04 GMT
"Come here Tiger cub," I grin, picking him up.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 20:08:54 GMT
I pull on some jeans, and make my way down the hall, pulling a t-shirt over my head on the way.
"Morning Alex."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 20:30:19 GMT
"Sleep okay, baby?" I grin, hoisting him higher in my arms.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 20:32:47 GMT
"Sounded that way."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 20:40:13 GMT
"Didn't cry all night," I smile,"Very proud,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 20:53:48 GMT
"Yeah, well done Alex."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 20:56:12 GMT
"Here, you take him," I laugh,"I'm going to go shower,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 20:56:48 GMT
"Ah, thanks," I laugh slightly, taking him from her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 21:01:36 GMT
"You'll be fine, spending time with your son won't kill you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 21:04:17 GMT
"It might," I say after her, hoisting him a little higher in my arms.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 21:05:57 GMT
"Will not," I call over my shoulder, heading down the hall to the bathroom.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 21:08:00 GMT
"It might," I mumble, "You could rip out my throat or something?" I suggest to Alex.
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