Swaddled by Cap

“So, that’s a yes on me getting this gift from heaven? Oh–! How about a maple bacon sundae?”

Of course it’s a yes, like I ever actually say ‘no’ to you? Hmm... maple bacon sundae... actually I could pull that off. You just have to tell me what sort of ice cream you want.

“Bacon, you say? Like— Maple bacon? I think I just found out what the baby wants.”

Without a doubt, it’s about what you and the baby wants. Yeah, maple bacon! It’s like a gift from heaven.

“Thank you… What kind of doughnuts are we talking here?”

I don’t know, mommy... your tastes vary by the minute sometimes... so I got a variety, like four of three different kinds. Including bacon. 

“Mommy might want some sugar. Figuratively but mostly literally.”

All right, mommy, I’ll give you some sugar. And there are doughnuts in there I brought home as well...

“Hormones?”

That baby again. All right, mommy, I guess it’s about whatever you want.

“Like that butt of yours I have no qualms about spanking, yes.”

Whatever has brought on this much more aggressive way of being???

What’s so wrong with a bigger butt Evans? I never stopped in the gym, can’t lose all this hard work for one cheat meal.

I don’t know, man, Scar gives me too much shit about my ass already. Don’t need to let it get any wider to give her more ammo.

“And I know yours. Plus, I have the upper hand.”

Usually you have me in hand.

“You should be more careful, Evans. You of all people should know not to underestimate me.”

Luckily I know your weakness, Future Mrs. Evans...

“You know I have refined skills in that department and I’m not afraid to use them. Spankings would have to come next since you’ve already had your warning. Either that or a time out.”

You do have those abilities, far too many in my opinion. But this amuses me because usually I deliver the spankings, so we’ll see how far you’ll take this before my lap gets warmed up by you laying across it.

“It could be as wide as a truck and I’d still love it. I was talking more in terms of be careful about insulting that of which I love so dearly. Or I may have to give some sort of punishment.”

Punishment? Oh my dear. Someone is definitely feeling a bit more... frisky than usual. Let’s talk about that, what did you have in mind?

“You better watch yourself because I happen to like that butt of yours.”

Oh, since the appeal of my butt is the priority here, I’ll keep that in mind. So I guess I can’t be one of those ‘fat and happy married people’ one day? I suppose I still have to wait until you put a ring on it to let go.