( . )( . ) (Celey/Dom , Alexander/Gianna)
"Mh, well this isn't fair." Celeste said, leaning against the doorway. "Daddy's having fun without me?" she teased, her nose wrinkling as a pleased grin crossed her face. She made her way up behind Dominic, her arms wrapping around from behind, her cheek pressing against his back. "You know-" she started, a light hum following her words. "I'm tempted to ask you to model for me-but I don't think that'd go over well." she admitted, her fingers trailing gently over his abs.
Alexander glanced up from the bowl of cereal he held as a figure crossed in front of his line of sight, blocking the documentary he had playing. A low sigh parted his lips. "I know we already talked about this, and I said I didn't give a fuck if you wanted to walk around butt naked, scar your brother for life an' all of that, but could you stop pacin' in front of the television? You're makin' me miss all the good parts." He sighed, stretching out along the couch, doing his best to see around her, one hand trying to shoo her away.Â
