Erasa; with an E! : D

Of course I will. ; P

My baby girl😍

I’m adorable ; )

*looks innocent but is actually kinky as fuck*

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Erasa was leaning over the counter, messaging Videl about their plans for a girls day out, when she felt moving about her body, along two pairs of lips. As they hit her ticklish spots, she immediately started laughing involuntarily, body shaking. “Hahaha! Stop it, you two!” She tried to swat them away but had difficulty doing so.

Crayo and Sharpner continued their assault on her, happily smooching and tickingly her as she laughed. Sharpner’s hands began tickling her stomach as he smiled, hearing both of his loved ones laughing made him happy. Erasa’s swatting did not deter them from their assault however, and the two continued their tag team attack on her.

She kept laughing and swatting at them, trying to get them to stop. Goddang those two. She’d get them back! Revenge would be hers one day. But for now, stopping them was important. As her hand kept trying to get them off, she felt her hand hit a hard surface with a little more force behind it than she meant. Crap.

Sharpner, caught off guard, reeled from her smack, her ring catching the side of his face beside his eye. Crayo, still in his father’s arms, looked up at him as Sharpner’s expression bore surprise. Crayo reached out and petted his father’s shoulder, seeming to know something was wrong. Sharpner held Crayo’s hand and smiled looked at his wife, “no need to be that rough,” he grinned.

Erasa put her hands up to her mouth, terrified she might’ve hurt him. “Oh my god I’m sooo sorry! I’m didn’t mean to hit you! Are you ok?”she worried, grabbing his face. She started inspecting it, looking for any marks she might’ve caused on her strong husband.

Sharpner chuckled, having his wife fuss over something so small was adorable. “‘Rase, I’m fine,” he laughed slightly as her hands reached up and felt his face, “nothing to worry about, really, still as good looking as ever.” He looked at her while Crayo tugged at his father’s shirt, “I’m more worried about the ring really,” he tapped his head with a grin, “pretty sure this can break rocks.”

She let out a breath, relieved she didn’t hurt him. Smiling, she said, “Well I’m sure you wouldn’t mind fixing it if anything happened.” She dropped her smile and stuck her hand out, inspecting her ring for any damage before looking back at him, smile back on. “Seems to be good! You did help pick them out, so I’m not surprised.”

Sharpner looked at her entrancing beauty and smiled, taking her soft hand in his and kissing her delicate ring finger, his eyes unwavering from his intense gaze into his darling wife’s eyes. “Only the best for you, my Erasa,” he said with loving passion. Crayo’s innocent eyes looked from his father to his mother as he cooed softly.

Smiling tenderly at him, Erasa put her hands on her husband’s cheeks and directed his face to hers, softly kissing him. Pulling away after a few seconds, she softly said, “You’re a great husband, you know that? I’m glad you asked me out back in high school.”

He closed his eyes dreamily during the kiss. His heart warmed to the feel and taste of her soft, sweet lips. His heart, however, melted upon hearing her words. Hearing her soft, loving voice say she was happy with him was all he ever wanted to hear. “I’m glad I met you all those years ago, otherwise you wouldn’t have saved me and given me such a wonderful life with you and our baby boy.” As if he knew his father was speaking about him, Crayo giggled happily in his father’s arm before rocking gently back and forth, his hands grasping his toes innocently.

Her face brightened at his words. She knew how much she meant to him, but she always loved to hear it from him. Truly, they were made for each other. Their personalities went great together, they always made each other feel so loved, and hey, they looked great together, too. She happily rubbed her nose against his in an Eskimo kiss and whispered, “Love you.”

Erasa immediately looked up from wiping the ink on Videl’s chest, surprised by her exclamation. Looking back down, she realized that the water was indeed cold against her hand. Whoops. Probably should’ve let the water get warm. "Hehe, sorry, Vi.” The blond continued her work scrubbing harder. “But… hey! I’m sure it’ll work just as good!” And maybe Videl will get cold from it and suggest a warm, relaxing bath afterwards where they could snuggle and… Her thoughts were, sadly, disturbed by her friend’s question. Lifting up the washcloth, she was disappointed to see the ink faded a bit. She’d have to hope that Videl did get cold.  “… Yeah. It seems to be.”

“You’re welcome, Vi! Though I was the one who wrote it on you in the first place.” Not that she regretted it. Maybe writing it in permanent marker wasn’t the brightest idea, though.  Erasa took notice of the bumps rising up on Videl’s skin and proceeded to pick up the pace, not wanting to give her friend a cold. Folding the towel over to a cleaner part (not that the ink dirtied it up too much), she was about to continue when she heard her Videl make the cutest sneeze. She was about to say “Bless you”, but her comment made blond’s face lighten up a bit. Just a bit. Didn’t want to show too much excitement. Trying to fight the smile starting to form on her face, she rubbed the towel across the almost gone ink and replied, “We could always take a nice, warm, relaxing bath together. What do you say?”