#foxysam

Wade swears his face has to be melting with how hot he feels right now, especially after he unable to hold back a whine at James’ words; it wasn’t all his fault that he lived with an incredibly hot alpha that he was 99% sure wasn’t the slightest bit into him. Of course James would be able to smell where the omega came and it’s equally a turn on as it is embarrassing in this moment, only causing him to gush slick that adds to his already coated thighs. “It’s the least you could do since it’s embarrassing to just go jerk off knowing your home to hear me after being caught like this.” And those words were not supposed to be out-loud and Wade is scrambling to try and cover up his words but he’s already flustered enough he can’t think of anything. “Fuck me- no wait not like that. But yeah like that, ya know, if you- I need to stop talking. I’m shutting up now!”

  “Oh, I miss a lot of things.” Immediately, he’s opted for rambling around the bush. “Everybody misses something, someone, somewhere - ImissRiver, she had to leave a l o n g time ago and well, she never got a chance to experience everything that I did side-by-side as p a r e n t s. I miss adventure - no, not adventure, shut up; brain thinking, hush - I miss sharing the adventure with somebody. The glorious awe of their faces, taking in the new and unknown and the thrill of the chase away from mortal DOOM, with somebody you met five minutes ago -” it’s been a lonely road “- I think I miss that for a good cause.” Presumably, he was f i n i s h e d rambling around the truth. But then, he mutters placantly, “I miss the way things w e r e.” 

The nipple is frankly the last place Tim would have ever expected Sam to mark, but she did seem to be fixated on them as of late. It came as a shock, but X marks the spot. “I didn’t expect you to actually do it, I should know better by now.”

Whenever Sam made a point of not letting him see what was going on, it was never good. She had instructed him to lie down on his stomach and once done, she slowly eased his underwear down. For a moment he thought that it was possible to make out what she had written, but Sam was far too playful with her writing to make sense of it. “I’m sorry-- you need to add spank me? What the hell did you write?”

Of all things under Sam’s bed and in her toy chest, Tim unknowingly chose that of a spreader bar, harmless on its own, but incredibly useful in the right hands. “Honestly, I haven’t a clue. You said to take a look at your toys and pick one out. I must admit, this looked like one of the least harmful toys.”

It’s the truth

That said, my life is still in insane-land, so I’m still glacial.  I’m really sorry about that. Things may pick up again once the kids are back in school. Hopefully.  Stress lowers muse :(.

Jamie let out a heavy sigh, leaning forward and laying her chin in her hand and looking the other up and down. “What do you want?”