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[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn watched her husband submerge himself into the water. His eyes had taken their own sweet time to feast on her nakedness, yet he’d taken his from her view, by completely hiding himself under the hot, steamy liquid. She smiled warmly back at him and slid down to her knees, resting next to the tub. “Here, sit up, some.”

She watched him move into position and she slipped some of the soap from a dish and dipped it into the water. Her hands moved down his back, rubbing the froth into his skin. As she worked her fingers around his flesh, she kneaded the muscle, stretching and pulling the stretched skin over his shoulders, then pouring handfuls down his back. She let her breasts press against his arms; her nipples had grown hard as she’d enjoyed the Adonis body that had stood before her, just seconds ago. Now she was bathing that same statue, but knew that he was all flesh and bone.

Her hand moved deeper, the bar of soap skimming the edge of his ass. She pressed a kiss to his neck, nipped his pulse as her fingers trailed the bar of soap between the upper part of his ass crack. Her palm slipped easily along the curve of his ass and then she pulled away.

Her breath was raspy as she ran the soap along his shoulders, down one arm, then across his chest as she reached over him to begin treating the other to her soft, cleansing ministrations. Her tits dangled in front of him, and she slowly concentrated on the flesh she could barely reach. “I hope I’m not missing anything,” she whispered against his ear as she slipped her hand back to his chest, flicked a nipple and then forced her palm and the soap to travel south.

 

[Tseranc]

Benny enjoyed the soapy massage of his back nearly as much as he enjoyed the view when she came around to lather his arms. Breasts swaying seductively before his face. She seemed casual about it, but no woman, married or not, left her goods in such a perfect view without being up to something. In this case, he was pretty sure he liked what she was scheming.

As both arms had been cleansed, and she worked his way along his chest, and then further and further down. Her smile was pleasant, just a woman at he task, but her eyes hid the twinkle of mischief that he had come to know in their short time together.

“You know, this waters getting a little cool. I wonder if we can heat it up again?” there was nothing cool about the water at all, but he grabbed her hand and brought it straight to the semi-erect pole between his legs that her actions had caused to swell. As her hand came against him, his nearly hard cock jerks in her palm. Eyes locked, each now plainly aware of the lust between them. A moment passed, maybe two, just staring, grinning at each other. And then he lurched up in the water, and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her up and over the edge and into the tub with him. Water splashed everywhere, and the woman who was concerned over getting a little wet helping him was now just as soaked as he.

Laying back again, this time with his new found wife laying on top of him, their lips met, and parted allowing a slow, teasing dance to play between them. The breasts that had tempted him moments ago now were pressed against his chest, and her ass was subjected to the squeezing grip his hands began as soon as they were settled. “If we’re married, I think we need to consummate the deal, right?” He spoke briefly, letting his mouth return to being mutually devoured by hers.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

“Yes,” she whispered, letting her hands, mouth, and body mimic her words in their own unique way. She sucked on his tongue, ground her tits into his chest, and wiggled her slippery pussy over his thick cock. “I want this marriage. I don’t care if its here in this time, or in 2006. I just want it to be with you.” She kissed him again, sliding her hand up and down his shaft, rolling her fingers across the spongy head and then down again. Her nails grazed his balls; she palmed them, pushing them into him, then rolling the spheres back and forth.

Jacquelyn lifted her hips, and felt his cock jerk as if it knew exactly where she was going to put it. It did. She did. And Benny did. She looked into his eyes, pushed the head of his tool against her clit and slid it back. Her fingers continually stroked and wiggled their way around his swollen member, until it reached the dark entrance that was hidden under the soapy water.

“Make me your wife.”

She released his cock, settling herself just on the very tip of his sex. He would have to take her. He would have to make the move to finish possessing her body, just as he had her heart. With love in her eyes, she settled her mouth against his and kissed him with passion, desire, and need. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she dragged her nails in and out of his hair.

“Love me Benny. Please.”

 

[Tseranc]

The loving confession hit him, and while he could do little else it seemed, he knew he would enjoy the marriage, especially with a woman as powerful as Jacquelyn, and he didn’t even think of magic. Her charm, her drive, her very essence had a power to it, that he didn’t think any man alive could deny.

He slowly raised his hips, his hands gripping the edge of the tub to support him, slipping further and further up into his magical wife. Once completely enveloped by her, he stayed. “Wife.” One word, but it was all that seemed needed.

The act itself was giving into, joyfully, the circumstances of their lives. His hips dropped back down slowly, withdrawing his rod from her, as it seemed she fought to hold him in. “I’m honored to be your husband.” He didn’t even hesitate much with the title.

The waves in the tub began to build, betraying the smooth, fluid motions beneath the surface of their mating. “I do love you Jacquelyn, silly as it may be, I do.”

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

“I love you.” Her words and her actions spoke the truth as she gently lifted and lowered her pussy down onto her husband’s cock. She ground herself into him, wanting to fill her clit rub against his pubes and his velvet sack pushed against her skin. Her mouth covered his; her tongue dueled with his. She tasted a bit of soap, but it was nothing compared to the taste of knowing he was just as committed to her as she to him.

Soon she was unable to contain her hunger. The water sloshed over the sides, splashing against the wood floor, spreading out to soak into the throw rugs and settle into puddles here and there about the floor.

“Benny.” Her husband’s slipped easily from her mouth as she trailed kisses across his jaw, tightened her hold on his neck and begged him to never let her go.

Jacquelyn rode out the mini-spasms that rocketed through her, knowing the big one was there, hovering on an edge that only Benny could help her conquer. She dragged her nails across his shoulders, buried her teeth into his neck and growled deep, as if she were possessed by a magic that even she could not understand.

 

[Tseranc]

The moment ceased them both, driving the animal passion further. Her body twitched, writhed, and collided with his in one endless dance. His own actions were just as hurried, if less wild, but only because he was the one pinned to down under her heavenly body.

Up, time and again he pushed, the fleshy rod disappearing between pink folds that gripped tight in a series of small orgasms, but waiting still for the climax to come.

Benny felt her teeth sink into his shoulder, and he yelped in pleasure as much as pain and surprise from the force. But as he shot up in the tub in reaction, he took her in his arms, and pushed back, until it was she that nearly lay in the water. He lifted her legs to rest on the edges and kneeled between the spread flesh, and resumed hammering home. His arms reached over her head and gripped the sides. The muscles of his arms rippled as they added force to the mating; pulling him into her.

Breaths became ragged, as his motions became a blur. “Oh God yes Jackie…” His back arched, his hands loosing their grip on the tub, barely catching again closer to his body as the white hot goo of life shot deep inside his wife.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn's eyes rolled back, her fingernails dug into her husband's chest, and as his come filled her throbbing pussy, her own juices exploded from deep inside her. “Benny!” His name was ripped from her lungs. Her body stiffened; her breath became lodged in her throat and she felt waves of fire overflowing her entire body. Wrapping both her arms around him, she held herself to his chest, while he tried to return to the same Planet she was on.

“Benny. . .oh god Benny.” She kissed his neck and trembled in his arms.

Eventually she felt herself being pulled and semi-lifted. She took it as a sign that she needed to move and so, she peeled herself from her husband and left the tub. He followed quickly behind her. She felt complete and suddenly she knew what had possessed her. She spun on her heels and threw her arms around him. “Benny. . .I meant it. . .I meant it when I said I loved you and you meant it too.”

Her lips captured his and she kissed him though her lips were in an upraised position, because her smile was so wide. “It's back!” She pointed whispered several words into his ear and then smiled as she felt his body instantly dry and all evidence of their loving vanished.

The room turned hot and she held on tighter. “Trust me,” she whispered into his ear and embraced him. Wind swept up, rocking and pitching them forward. She felt it whip her hair. It pressed into her body and yet she continued to hold onto Benny. “I love you. . . I love you. . .I love you.”

When the sound of the air receded, she opened her eyes and looked over her mate's shoulder. A sigh escaped her. “Benny we're home.” She blushed as she realized they were naked and her relatives were still in Benny's house. Quickly she waved her hand and they were both dressed in jeans and t-shirts.

 

[Tseranc]

Benny stared, shocked beyond words. Just as they had left it, her uncle still standing before him, and his house full of witches that might just cast him back to who knew when again.

Struggling to regain his senses after the mad ride through time, he could still feel the heat in his skin from their love making, burning as if it betrayed what they had just been doing here to her family.

Benny stepped back, grabbing Jacquelyn’s hand, pulling her beside him. “Ok Max, before we get all crazy again, she just brought us back – thanks for that trip the see Mr. Fawlks by the way. Seems you just inherited a nephew, we somehow got married, so I hope we can work things out as family and not let things get drastic.” His speech had to be modified from the one he was going to give the other Max, but while rushed, he felt he hit the high points.

Keeping Jackie near him, and making sure all present could see glistening bands of gold on their ring fingers. “Seems we’re very much in love, and we’re both ok and back home. I’d be happy to make everyone dinner…first time we’ll all meet as family I suppose…”

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Maximillion smiled at his niece’s husband. “You’re most welcome. Mister Fawlks was a quirky fellow, but I knew you’d be able to handle yourself, if you were any real kind of man.”

He turned and swept his arms around the room. “Come family let us go and allow young Benjamin and our lovely Jacquelyn to settle into their home,” he turned back to the couple. “Glad to see ya back, no worse for wear. Perhaps this will be the first of many trips.” He winked then laughed as he shuffled the relatives from the room.

Jacquelyn watched them leave, then shut the door behind them. She turned to stare at her husband, her heart beating in her chest as she thought of her uncle’s parting words. “He wasn’t serious. . .,” she told Benny, as she walked toward him, “at least I hope not.”

She reached his side and took his hand. “Let’s have breakfast. . .lunch. . .dinner, whatever it is we are due to have and then decide what to do with ourselves. You’ve married a witch. There is still . . .there is still a way for me to lose you before my own life ends. We should discuss that, but right now, let’s just relax and enjoy our time here in our Time and in our. . .your . . .our. . .Home.”

 

[Tseranc]

Benny’s head spun with how fast a witch could accept change. He sent them off, two people that had shared one date, and then one night of lust and trauma; yet they took news of their being married as if it were a sports score for a team they didn’t care about!

But off they went, the entire family offering polite comments on the new couple as they departed. He didn’t even want to look out the window to see fi cars, or brooms were in the driveway and street.

“Yes, good idea. Not sure which makes me hungrier, time travel or dealing with the in-laws.” He joked, and laughed at himself. Entering the kitchen he looked around, and felt comforted. This was his domain. He could cook, and enjoyed it – if not the dishes that followed. Here they could talk, and relax at the same time.

Grabbing various items from the refrigerator and a couple pans he began to set up near the stove, pausing only long enough to fetch a bottle of wine, and pour two glasses. He set one of the goblets of red wine on the table and pulled out a chair for her, then returned to the stove. “I cook, you talk. You can tell me all about what being married to a witch will be like. We relax and chat, just fill me in.” He grinned and winked at her before beginning to chop the vegetables.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn smiled. “Well for starters. . .” She flicked her wrist and watched her husband’s face as the vegetables he’d been holding slipped into the air and hovered over a pan. The knife, danced over to the bright colored food and eventually perfectly sliced vegetables were falling softly into the pan, then mixing, and a flame flickered to life on the stove.

She winked, opened a bottle of sunflower oil and poured a few drops into the skillet and then a drawer opened, a wooden spoon slipped out. It floated over to the pan and began to saute the food. “I’m quite handy in the kitchen.”

The refrigerator opened, a couple of T-bones appeared and were suddenly grilling on the in house grill. “Remember the flickering of the candles in my house, when we lost power. That was me. I’m sure there will be times when you want to actually work and you don’t want to use my powers, but know that I am always available to you.”

The smell of the food filled the room, and Jacquelyn enjoyed the aroma. “Tell me. . .what will it be like living with a police officer?”

For the first time since meeting the handsome man, traveling back in time, getting married, and then thrusting them back home. . . she realized she could lose him if the path of a bullet met his heart. Her face grew pale and she blinked several times, seeing his body splayed out on the ground and blood pouring from his wounds. The vision disappeared as quickly as it appeared, but it left her shaken and her skin clammy.

 

[Tseranc]

Rolling his eyes as she took over the cooking, he resigned himself to walked over to the table, wine glass in hand, and sit across from her.

“I used to be an inner city cop up in New York, even made detective. I worked narcotics for about a year, until a kid, 7 years old, pulled out an automatic….”

He took a long, very unsophisticated gulp of wine, that immediately fuzzed his head. “My partner went down, and I opened fire. That gave me a medal for putting three rounds in a kid’s chest. It really used to bug me, I had to go through therapy and all that. Ultimately it came down to just admitting it was him or me, and likely other people down the road. But I came down here, left all that behind to write speeding tickets to southern bells, where I shouldn’t have to face such a choice again.”

He looked her dead in the eye, “I’m not going to make it above lieutenant in this town, because I don’t want to. I chose a sleepy little town where I could answer at worse a burglary. You didn’t attach yourself to some dumb fool who thinks he’s a hero and runs off to get shot up by some punk kid.”

Tears filled his eyes, but refused to fall. Draining his goblet in one more gulp, and setting it down. “I’m sorry, I should have just said there are long hours, and crazy shifts sometimes, but around here everything is pretty peaceful, which is how I like it.”

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn smiled, her lips rising just a bit to show that his words had set her mind at ease, but inside she knew that the vision proved that not all was safe in Benny’s world. It only took one idiot to pull a gun and one bullet to find its mark. She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him. Her tongue danced with his, before she pulled away. “I’m glad you’re safe. I told you of our connection. You’ll always know if I’m in trouble and I’ll always know when you are.”

The dinner was soon finished and Jacquelyn opted to set the table by using her hands, wanting and needing to distract herself with physical movement, so she didn’t focus on what she’d seen. “You do know we are exactly where we were when we left. Time didn’t change here. We came into the same minute and second that we left. . . so whatever you had planned hasn’t been altered or missed.”

She set the food on the table and then took her seat, watching Benny do the same. “Is there anyone from work you want to invite over or is there someone we should announce our marriage too?” She’d never asked about his family; hers had been thrust on him, but he had friends and family that would surely be concerned that he’d managed to wed and bed a woman he had just gotten out of a ticket.

 

[Tseranc]

“I think most the guys at work will be busting my balls over this 'till the end of my days. As for family, Mom and Pop will shit a golden brick when they hear. They, along with my brother don't approve of my 'running away from New York. Apparently I should have gotten promoted and a nice desk job instead of flying south. They're still convinced I'll come home one day, meet a nice Italian girl who will make me fat with her cooking, and all will be fine. My bro is worse then them, he's a cop too, still in the city, just made detective on the homicide squad. He thinks I'm a damn pansy.”

Ben filled his wine glass back up, and topped off hers while he was at it, “I'll have to tell them, and invite them down to the wedding. Guess we should start planning that here soon, to make this legal. Apparently witches don't have the same waiting period that state law does.” He laughed, drank, and inwardly scolded himself for getting so tipsy so fast.

The smell of dinner seeming to prepare itself brought him out of his chair. Magic or now, he was going to check on it. Not that he didn't trust her, or her 'skills' but because he was used to checking on dinner. Everything was perfect, and still the utensils danced about of their own accord; so he elected not to try and touch them. He'd have felt pretty silly fighting with a spatula – especially if he lost.

Secretly he wished they could wait to announce it, but didn't like the idea of incurring her wrath over the issue, or that of her family. 'Tread lightly' seemed the best idea with this family. “I'm due at work tomorrow, I suppose I'll just announce our intent to be wed then, call my folks during lunch and let them know. We can go apply for a license when i get off.” He sat back down beside her, and covered her hand with his, smiling. Surely the legal portions of this relationship would be the least of his challenges. Max still held that honor.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Dinner was served, or at least it served itself. They both took a seat and Jacquelyn enjoyed the first bite of real food she’d had since being taken from Benny’s home. A soft moan of delight left her closed lips, and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the flavors bursting in her mouth. When she was done with that bite, another followed. After the initial hunger pain had been satisfied, she focused on all that Benny had said.

“I own a small health food/supply type store. I mentioned it to you before, but after everything... well I wasn’t sure if you remembered or not. I’ll go back to work tomorrow and will let my friends and coworkers know about us. As far as a wedding. . .whenever you wish to do that is fine. I’ll be there,” she said, adding a wink and a smile.

When the meal was over, she picked up the dishes and carried them over to the sink, turned on the water and let magic run its course. Turning back to Benny, she smiled and sat herself up on the counter. “So. . .what do you desire from your wife?” she asked, licking her lips and smirking as her eyes ran seductively over his body.

 

[Tseranc]

He saw her expression, and in the short time had learned all to well what that meant. His face flushed, as he felt like a slab of meat being inspected at the butchers counter.

“How do you do that? Another bit of magic?” He knew it was not, but figured he could joke about it. “Your smile makes problems disappear.”

He rose from his chair, and slowly made his way over the short distance to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I never expected to have a wife, or what to expect from her; so lets just take things a day at a time?” Just touching her sent sparks through him. He might never know what was just the charms of a beautiful woman that for reasons unknown enjoyed his company, or the consequences of loving a witch; not that he much cared either way. As she had explained, Jaquelyn was the entire package, take it all or none. Obviously none was out of the question.

“Do you, Mrs. Mancini , have any expectations or desires of your husband?” before she could answer, his lips descended on hers, to convey just what he thought of her seductive glances.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn giggled against his lips, wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, and pushed herself up, so Benny was forced to hold her, or let her fall, something she knew he wouldn’t do. She pushed her self into him, letting him feel her breasts pressed into his chest. She kissed him again, licking at his lips and then dancing with his tongue. “I expect so much of you,” she whispered, kissing a path from his mouth, down to his neck. “I expect you to love, honor, obey...” she chuckled, “that obey thing... it’s debatable.”

She wiggled her hips, letting his cock swell against her cloth-covered sex. “I expect you to be honest, trustworthy, faithful. . .” she pulled her away, “that part is not debatable.” She bit his neck, sucked hard and then kissed the small indentation.

Her mouth moved up to his ear; her tongued traced its shape. “I expect you to protect me, from others and myself. . .and to make love to me, enjoy spending time with me and to fuck me senseless. . .” whispering, “that last part needs to be done. . . Now.”

 

[Tseranc]

Ben listened to her lists of expectations, nodding, nibbling, and kissing were his responses, until the last. “Now huh?,” he smiled. “Who am I to argue with a determined witch?”

But instead of pressing himself further into her, lifted her higher and backed away from the counter. “But this time my dear, we're gonna try something new and exciting, we're going to the bed.” Tubs, haylofts, counters and shower stalls were all well and good, but deep down Ben was a more traditional sort of guy.

He carried her down the hall to his, well their, bed, tossing her on it, and pulling his shirt off over his head. He leaped on to the bead, bare chested and had already unzipped and was kicking his pants off in a hurry. “What's the hold up there?” He joked, reaching to pull on her shirt as he leg flailed about with the last of his pants clinging to his sock. He managed to get the shirt up, but the neck stuck on her chin, and he left it there covering her head.

His hands flew around her to dispatch with the bra that hid the generous bosom from him; pulling it down her arms once unfastened and tossing it away, all with speed that might have impressed James Bond.

Immediately his lips fastened onto one of the rosy buds, as one hand gripped the opposite globe and the other down to her jeans. Inwardly cursing her that she could summon the clothes, but refused to 'disappear' them when needed.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn moaned and giggled, gasped and pleaded as her husband partially tore away at her clothing, capturing one of her nipples. With her hands and face covered by her shirt, Jacquelyn pulled the material away and the flicked her wrists, muttered a few words and moaned when their skin finally met with no clothing acting as barriers. Her fingers pushed into his hair and she held him to her nipple as her legs interlaced with his. “Ooh yes,” she groaned; his suckling growing more hungry, now that they were both naked.

Her fingers moved from his head, to his shoulders, down his arms, up again. The young witch could not find a place to rest her trailing digits as they swept across whatever flesh she could reach. Her nails made paths of pink along his back, she skated them up his ribs, then pushed at his chest, so she could find the hard peaks of his aroused nipples and toy with them.

“Benny,” she hissed, rolling her hips back and forth, thrusting them forwards in hopes to gain the seeking member that she knew was as hungry as she was. “Baby please,” she whimpered, opening her legs and pushing one of his hands down to her slippery pussy.

 

[Tseranc]

He let his hand be led, and upon arriving at the slick folds, his fingers began teasing and stroking at her. His lips never left her breast, sucking and pulling on the bud that he'd captured. It took a moment to notice they were both fully nude, when just a second before he had socks and she still had jeans in his way.

“So you a mind reader too?” Grinning he attacked the nipple that had been previously neglected with the same fervor as the last. The hand between her silky thighs rubbed the outer lips, while slipping in his longest digit, then began running circles around her clit with his thumb.

He toyed with the woman, literally in the palm of his hand, until she was squirming around, gyrating her hips in enjoyment, but seeking more.

“Damnit you look hot Jackie...” was ll the break he took, before moving his lips form her chest back up her neck in small nibbles.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

“Benny,” she moaned and gasped as his fingers made quick work of her pussy, learning it inside and out. “Fuck baby.”

Her breath came in a rush as it seeped into her hungry lungs. She lifted her hips, gyrating them against his palm as his fingers moved deeper in the fleshy folds. The sound of her juices surrounding the digits made her shudder, more fluids escaping their home and leaving him further blanketed in her fragrant perfume.

“Don’t read. . . minds,” she whimpered, turning her head, so he could devour her neck. “Just bodies. . .yours and mine.” Her hands swept up and down his back, settled on his head and pushed him into her skin. “Fuck me, Benny.”

She spread her legs wider, hoping and praying to the gods and goddesses, he’d take her up on the offer and not torture her by making her wait. “Please baby. . .I want your cock.” The words spilled from her lips as did the nectar her husband sought.

 

[Tseranc]

He grinned, those his lips were still pressed against her neck, but at her begging he removed his hand from the moist folds it had been entertaining. “Yes baby,” he whispered into her ear, then shifted to position himself better.

Lowering his cock to her lips, he looked down and grabbed his tool. He ran the head against her lips, up and down several times, before pressing it inside. As the tip disappeared in the soft flesh, his hand left planted itself above her shoulder, bracing him up above her.

“Jacquelyn, baby...oh god...” The heat from her pussy radiated through his shaft as it slowly, teasingly, slid deeper into her. He moaned again once fully embedded in her silky furnace. Feeling so warm and tight around him, he almost didn't wish to withdraw at all, though eventually did, only to press back in.

At the urging of her body, his will to tease dissipated, and he quickened his motions, soon leaving them both in a decent rhythm of undulating bodies working as one.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn shuddered around her husband. Her lips rising in time with his thrusts. “Benny! Yesss!” Her nails dug into his back. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Their hard tips pierced him. “Ooh goddess. . .fuck Ben... ny”

Her breath was ragged. Her mind dark with lust. Her hips rolling, thrusting, driving upwards as she welcomed her husband’s shaft. Eventually she was coming, coating him with a blanket of juices that slipped free of her pussy, down his dick and then wrapping around his balls. She continued accepting him into her slick cavern. Pumping. Milking. Drinking up his rod with the muscles of her cunt.

In time she felt this release. The steamy spray of come was welcomed hungrily into her womb, an invading force that would take root, unbeknownst to either couple. Jacquelyn shuddered again and gasped as she collapsed back on the bed. “Ooh my. . .”

She opened her eyes and cupped her husband’s face. No words fell from her lips, just a look of awe greeted him as he lifted her head and reclaimed his mouth.

 

[Tseranc]

The hungry kisses of their post mind blowing sex slowed from the dueling tongues to lips pecking lovingly at each other until Benny finally rolled off and collapsed beside her. His arm and leg still draped over his wife, not wanting to be parted from her in the least, but blissfully tired from their endeavors.

Laying back, enjoying the gentle rise and fall of their breathing, he couldn't help but smile even wider. “I'm a lucky guy Mrs. Mancini.” It wasn't official, or at least legal, yet, but with a ring that defied the laws of nature and would not come off, her knew it was real; might as well start acting like it.

“Lets say we go grab a sandwich, maybe a bottle of wine, then come back in here for round two?” He nuzzled her neck, then let his fingers dig into her sides tickling her, until she was kicking at him; where he abruptly left the struggle, jumping from bed and headed toward the kitchen looking rather pleased with himself.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jacquelyn sighed as she watched her husband walk away. She stretched out, then notice the lighting flickering across something in the corner. Turning her head she stared at the shimmering badge that rested on a dresser top. Rising, she walked over and picked up the cool metal, her fingers grazing the numbers and symbol of her husband’s occupation. A shudder of fear ran up and down her spine as she saw the vision she’d seen earlier, her spouse lying in a pool of blood. She pushed the image away, placed the badge back down and wrapped her arms around herself.

Mentally she chastised inwardly her fears and grabbed a T-shirt from Benny’s dresser, slipped it on and then padded out toward the kitchen where she watched him making sandwiches. “You really are safe at work right? I mean. . .if you were to pull someone over and ticket them, find out their high on crack or something. . .pull a gun on you. . . well you’re fast right?”

She licked her lips and then pulled the lower one in and gnawed gently on its tender flesh. “I mean, you can get back up and all that really quick? I’m sure that kinda stuff doesn’t happen much in our town, but there are plenty folks that would come to your rescue if needed, right?”

Her face was pale as she felt her heart flutter and the vision return. Again she shook it off, promising to speak to her Uncle about it later. She’d do anything to keep Benny from harm, even if it meant using another to aid her in her mission.