#augustine knight

Me: She is, and she's very happy with the man he's become

Augustine: And surprised sometimes. I mean, I've known him for three years previously and we never got along. It is sometimes surprising that he's become this wonderful man now. Its hard to believe he aggravated me so before.

Me: Aw you liked him even then

Augustine: Please

Me: You had a crush!

Augustine eyed the list of things that had to be made for dinner with a level of uneasiness. While she had no problem with cooking for the most part, many of these had instructions that went onto two pages, and not to mention the oven still was iffy with working properly and not just bothering to burn all the food.

“Jacob?” She turned to where he was playing with Sadie on the couch. “Why did we agree to this?”

He blinked at her, holding Sadie’s hands as he bounced her gently on his knee, getting giggles from his little girl. “Because we have the bigger dining room?”

“C’mon seriously,” she huffed, coming over and flopping dramatically back onto the couch, laying her head on his lap, where Sadie made a noise to grab her mothers hair. “Half this stuff we’re making here I didn’t even realize could be food. Why did we agree to host dinner? Can we even cook?”

Chuckling Jacob would shift, placing Sadie gently on her mother’s stomach where she nestled down. “I’m pretty sure we can cook, unless you’ve been lying to me about enjoying my cooking and I’ve been lying about enjoying yours.”

“Cooking that requires art at least.”

“What, are we going to paint with the mashed potatoes once we’re done?” He raised an eyebrow, moving them so she was wrapped in his arms, with Sadie making noises at being moved all around with them. “It’ll be fine. With the two of us we can do it.”

“Mm,” she relaxed against him, thinking. “We really need to fix the oven.”

“That’ll happen one day I just don’t know when.”

She laughed a bit, leaning up to peck his lips. “We should’ve roped your sister into helping us at least, it’s a lot of work to do on our own.”

“Mm true. Maybe we can see if she’ll pick up Sadie so we don’t have to watch her and cook,” he pondered before grinning at her. “And so we can do a few fun things while water is boiling you know…”

Smacking his arm with a smirk Augustine stood back up, holding Sadie in her arms. “Frisky ducky.”

“Maybe I am! I get what I can get with that little one around,” he pointed accusingly at Sadie, then waved to her which got her enthusiastically waving back to her dad.

“I think we do pretty good for having her around. Oh and by the way, I ordered you something special for Christmas that you’ll enjoy.”

“Is it white?”

“Of course.”

Augustine was setting out cookies with Sadie for Santa Claus while Jacob was working on making sure the final presents were ready to be put under the tree. While Sadie was still a bit young to know who Santa Claus was, she could enjoy the cookies and eating them in the morning.

Sniffling as he put a bow on the presents Jacob would look up as Augustine came in, having put Sadie to bed. "I think I'm coming down with something," he sneezed.

"You're not allowed to, its Christmas Eve," she chuckled, sitting next to him on their bed and wrapping her arms around him. "You can get sick later."

"Hmph," he sniffled again as he turned to her. "If you say so. You get to be my nurse then later on."

"I'll wear the doctor's jacket and everything," she laughed, putting her finger to his lips as he came in to kiss her. "Ah ah ah! If you're sick, then I'm not going to risk getting sick either. You'll get your mistletoe kisses later."

“Nothing. Just I’m wondering why?”

She shrugged at him, smiling and bouncing off of the bed, putting her arms around him. “I felt like doing something fun, and bouncing on the bed is fun.”

“Right,” he chuckled, holding her close as she came over, kissing the top of her head.  “It doesn’t seem to be to much fun doing it by yourself though.”

“Sadie’s been asleep for awhile and you were at work,” she paused, tilting her head. “Actually you’re home early what’s up?”

“Just wanted to come home and be with my girls for today,” he chuckled, bopping her nose. “Isn’t that alright?”

“Mm, if that means I get to see more of you, of course it is,” she rested her head on his chest, making a happy noise at his squeeze.

“Yeah… so how long do you think Sadie will be asleep for…?”

“Not long enough to do what you want to do,” she chuckled, grinning at him. “She’s been asleep for awhile, which obviously means she’s going to wake up soon enough.”

“Darn. I guess I’ll just have to try later again tonight.”

Giggling Augustine pulled him over to the bed, pointing to his shoes. “Take those off.”

“Yes ma’am. Why?”

“Cause I don’t want your smelly shoes on the bed,” she smirked, climbing back on and bouncing a bit. “Come on, jump with me!”

He raised his eyebrow at her, taking off his shoes. “Really?”

“Really. We don’t have time for sex, but we have time for bouncing.”

“I feel like it should be reversed honestly…” he’d sigh, pulling off his socks and climbing up, giving a few jumps. “This feels weird Augustine.”

“It’s fun, get into it ducky,” she took his hands, pulling him in and trying to get him to jump the same way she was. “See?”

She looked so happy bouncing, her blonde hair flying all over the place that he had to smile, beginning to bounce with her. “Yeah, lot’s of fun. Sex still would be better.”

“Oh shut up.”

“You don’t deny it do you.”

“Ducky.” She raised her eyebrow at him.

“Jitters.” He raised his eyebrow back at her.

“Love you.”

It felt rather…peaceful waking up. Something he wasn’t use to since he became a dad.

Opening his eyes he smiled at the sleeping woman beside him, quickly remembering their activities from the night before. And why they were able to so loudly without worrying about waking their baby up.

Kissing Augustine’s cheek gently he moved his hand from her back to the leg that was around his hips, gently pressing into her skin. He didn’t really want to wake her yet, she looked so happy and relaxed in her sleep, but she had made him a promise that they would get everything they wanted during their break from reality.

And currently he wanted her awake.

Brushing his fingers up her thigh and to her sides he’d gently begin tickling her, smirking a bit as she twitched and began to move at his tickles. She pushed his hand away but he’d just bring it back, grinning as her eyes opened up to glare at him.

“Good morn-“ he found himself suddenly on his back, “-ing?”

Augustine blew a lock of her hair out of her face as she had him pinned under him, raising an eyebrow. “I couldn’t have gotten just five more minutes?”

“I like you so much more awake Jitterbug,” he chuckled. “You have many more fun features this way…”

She rolled her eyes at him, kissing his lips gently. “Frisky ducky.”

“Yep. Why shouldn’t I be? I get you all to myself right now, something I haven’t gotten in a very long time,” he’d move quickly, switching positions so she was under him instead.

“Yes but,” she struggled a bit, wanting to back on top but he was content to keep her under him. “I like sleeping in a lot more now, so I’m going to glare at you more for waking me up.”

“You’re not going to glare…”

“You want to bet?”

“You’re going to tell me how much you love me,” he’d kiss her passionately, holding her against him for awhile till pulling away, smiling at the happy look she got on her face whenever he did that.

“Mm…ok I love you. I love you more then you can imagine Ducky.”

“See? I love you too.”

“I’m still upset at you waking me up early though.”

He chuckled, shaking his head and moving to kiss her neck. “Well then… let me make it up to you?”

“How are you going to do that?”

“I’ll show you how,” he grinned at her, giving a nip to her neck. “Just trust me.”

She smiled, stretching out under him. “Of course. But next time, let me sleep in.”

“Do I have to?”

“On our honeymoon? Yes.”

“So demanding.”

“You love it.”

Also, her great uncle had a boat. A boat that he allowed Jacob and Augustine take out for a day while cousins and aunts and uncles watched Sadie, oohing and ahhing over her and her huge blue eyes.

“Stop here,” Augustine smiled, holding onto Jacob’s arm as he raised an eyebrow, stopping the boat. They could still see the land, but they were so far off any people looked like dots. “I want to swim.”

“Here?” He blinked, watching as she slipped her shirt off and then her shorts, smiling as she turned to him in her white bikini.

“Where else? C’mon, get the boat stalled and come in with me.” She’d rush to the edge, jumping in with a laugh and a large splash. Jacob laughed after her, taking off his shirt and following in with her for some fun.

After about a half an hour in the water they came out, Jacob running a hand over his head. “God it’s cold now,” Augustine muttered, looking for a towel somewhere on the boat as Jacob’s eyes fell onto his wife.

His white bikini wearing, wet dripping, see-through fabric wearing, wife.

Well, that was distracting.

“Do you know if theirs any towels on here?” She bent down to one of the boxes, looking for towels inside while Jacob made a standard grunt, far to interested in watching her behind as she leaned down. “Jacob?” She turned with a frown, crossing her arms under her breasts which made it all the harder to concentrate on what she was saying. “What’s the matter with you.”

He walked slowly over to her before grabbing her and kissing her hard, tugging on her lip as his hand slipped to her ass, squeezing and yanking her in as she gasped against his lips.

It could get boring at his childhood home.

“Are we really going to stay in your old bedroom?” Augustine plopped her chin on his shoulder, causing him to chuckle. “It’s so cold down there, and it’s supposed to rain tonight.”

“Well, we can sleep on the couch if you’re alright with not having much room,” he smirked back at her. “You’d have to sleep on top of me.”

“I don’t mean the couch, I mean your parents bedroom. Your mom told me she changed the sheets and everything so we could stay there, it’s a bigger bed then yours anyways.”

“We’re not sleeping in my parents bed,” he shook his head, firm on this. “You can use me as a personal space heater instead.”

“I’m going to end up putting my cold feet on you.”

“I’ll be fine with that.”

She huffed, shaking her head as he went back to watering the plants.  She could understand why he wouldn’t want to sleep in his parents bed, but they’d be there for a week. And she didn’t want to stay in his cold room the entire time when they could stay upstairs in the warmth.

“Fine then,” she walked away, leaving him to the plants.

--

“Augustine?” Jacob walked upstairs, looking for where his wife had gone. “Are we playing hide and seek?”

“I’m in here,” she called out and he followed her voice, passing his sister’s old bedroom and moving into his parent’s, or really just his mother’s. “What are you doing in here?”

“Trash,” she smiled, holding up the trash bucket. “It really is boring here, we need to find things to do.”

“I’m sure there’s some fun things we can think of,” he grinned, letting her put the trash bucket down as he brought her in for a deep kiss.

She kissed him back, aware that he was leading her to the door and probably to his bedroom when she had a thought, pulling away with a grin. “Have sex with me Jacob,” she pulled his arm, pulling her back into the room. “Have sex with me on your parents bed.”

His look of alarm was hilarious.  “No. No way. Not on there, no! I’m not having sex with you in the bed Jayden was conceived!”

She pouted, sighing as she flopped backwards on the bed, stretching out and getting comfortable. “Fine. Then no sex for you, I’m sleeping here tonight, I’m not going to be scared of a little bed.”

He stared at her for a moment before heading out of the room. He was not going to give in to the temptation of her ready for him on THAT bed.

He smirked at her, tossing one of his jackets at her face. “Just trust me. I know what I’m doing, do you have to question your husband as he takes you out for a night on the town.”

“I like to point out, we’re only going out for four hours, and six isn’t really night,” she tossed her hair over her shoulder, eyeing him. “And yes. I have to always question you, if I didn’t I’d be in situations that I can’t get out of.”

“Which is why I don’t want you asking so many questions,” he grinned, kissing her full on the lips before pulling away, plopping a cozy little hat on her head. “Now help me get these jackets into the car. We don’t want to waste the entire night.”

“You really worry sometimes.”

“Shh. I’m being mysterious and romantic.”

—

“Ohhhh,” Augustine stared with wide eyes, her breath coming out in soft puffs of cloudy air. “This is why you wanted all those jackets,” she grinned up at Jacob, who grinned back, waving a hand.

“It’s Christmas, and I figured if we don’t have snow, we can still at least do something chilly,” He chuckled, getting them some ice skates. “So, put on another jacket, and we can go skating.”

She giggled, kissing his cheek as she rushed back to the car to get a warmer jacket as he got their skates. When she came back he had his skates on already and she hurried to slip and tie hers up before dragging him onto the ice. Carefully slipping on she giggled as she turned to him, grabbing his hands as he came on after her, stumbling a bit before getting his footing as he chuckled as she skated backward while holding onto his hands. “I didn’t know there was an ice rink near us.”

“I found out about it thanks to Chis,” he smiled, skating closer to her and kissing her gently.

“You were talking to Chis? Oh, are you two finally becoming friends?” She moved so she was skating besides him, arm around his waist as his went around her shoulders, holding her close.

“No. Just in passing, I’m not coming friends with him, ever.”

“You will someday,” she giggled, hugging him tighter before moving away, skating faster. “Race you!”

He shook his head as he hurried up her own skating as she looked back at him, grinning as he raced after her. They went around and around the skate rink till he managed to pass her, laughing. “I’m winning.”

“Nooo!” She grabbed the scarf trailing back off his neck, making him jerk back but continue pulling her along behind.

“Hey, hey, no choking your husband,” he struggled to slip the scarf off as she giggled, skating a bit so it wouldn’t choke him so badly.

She wasn’t expecting him to stop dead to stop the tension and collide straight into his back, sending them falling hard on the ice.

“Ow,” Jacob groaned under Augustine as she struggled up, biting her lip. “Ooh, ducky I’m so sorry, why did you stop?”

“Because,” he rolled over so she was on his chest instead of back, chuckling. “You were choking me. You’re a bit weird at times, you know that Jitters?”

“Only a bit though. You’re weird to,” she smiled, leaning in and kissing him on the lips, her blond curls moving to create a curtain over them. She pulled away softly, kissing his nose gently. “But I love you for it.”

“I love you to,” he chuckled, brushing his hand over her cheek gently. “But we really should get up. My back is freezing.”

She smiled, sitting up and helping him up, slipping her hand in his. “Sorry. Can we come here again. This is… fun.”