Title: While the Kiddo's away...the Parents Will Play (A 'Faithfully/Parenthood' Smuttake)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “You stand by me, I’m forever yours.” Yep, it's totes a cheesy premise. And you love it. :P
Disclaimer: I don’t own them
Notes: I needed to write some
“Mmmm,” Kristen murmured in her sleep, vaguely aware of Rob’s morning wood pressing into her stomach.
She reached between them and slid her hand inside his boxer-briefs, clutching his erection in her hand. Slowly, she started to stroke him, swiping her thumb over the tip to spread the gathered wetness.
Rob groaned in his sleep and his hips involuntarily thrust into her hand, but he didn’t wake.
Undeterred, Kristen slipped out of her tank top before sliding down his body until her breasts were even with his cock. Pressing the plump mounds of flesh together around him, she began moving up and down.
“Holy fuck,” Rob murmured, finally stirred from his sleep. His eyes were heavy with sleep and morning lust, pupils dilated as he zeroed in on his wife as she titty-fucked him.
Kristen leaned down and licked the tip of his cock, her eyes looking up at his face. “Morning,” she murmured.
His hand went to her head, smoothing her wild hair back before tenderly caressing her cheek. “And a bloody good one at that,” he grunted.
She grinned, continuing to work him with her breasts.
This had become a new fascination of Rob’s since pregnancy had blessed his wife so beautifully. She had been reluctant when he first suggested it, thinking it was a little demeaning. He’d finally gotten her to agree to at least try it and even admit that she liked doing it.
She could feel him tensing under her ministrations and replaced her breasts with her mouth, licking his entire length before taking him as far in as she could without gagging.
“Fuckkkkkkkkkkk!” he grunted, gripping the sheets to keep from grabbing her head.
She hummed around him, glad that he was enjoying this rare morning treat. Her hand moved to cup his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze and making him jerk, driving him further into her mouth.
“Baby, stop,” he begged, grabbing her shoulders. At her questioning look, he explained, “I want to make you feel good too. And I want to be inside you when I come.”
She reluctantly pulled back after giving one final flick of her tongue over the sensitive tip of his cock and allowed him to pull her up so that her panty-clad pussy was hovering over his face.
Sliding the crotch of the panties to the side, he took one long, sensuous lick, ending at her clit with the tiniest nibble.
“Shit!” she called out, bucking her hips against him as she gripped the headboard.
He dove in, fucking her with his tongue until she was panting and quivering above him. “Ungggg, so good, Rob...oh God!”
His hands gripped her waist, keeping her steady as he gently lifted her up and down, mimicking what she’d be doing to his cock soon enough.
She was whimpering above him, struggling to stay upright, and he could tell she was just seconds away from bliss.
When his thumb hooked down and circled her clit, she exploded, crying out his name, cursing and chanting “Oh God, Oh God!”
He continued to lap at her with his tongue as she came down from her orgasm. She finally slid down and collapsed on top of him.
“You okay?” he chuckled.
“I’m more than okay,” she whisper-giggled.
He cupped her cheeks in his hands, kissing her gently. “I love you.”
She hummed, finding it erotic, as always, to taste herself on his lips. “I love you too.”
Her hips moved of their own volition and she shook rubbed herself against his cock, causing him to moan.
“Turnabout’s fair play, sweetheart,” she said, grinning as she shifted her hips to allow him entrance.
“Bloody hell!” he groaned, pulling her down and smashing his lips to her.
“Oh God, Rob, that feels so good,” she murmured as she rocked against him.
The room was quiet, save for the breathy moans and the sound of skin against skin. Kristen moved her hips slowly and sensually, then switching to fast and urgent, then back again, prolonging their pleasure.
“Kris, I can’t...” he mumbled, burying his face in her neck and biting at her skin to hold in his moan.
“Don’t,” she mumbled back, “Don’t hold back.”
He clutched his arms around her tightly, thrusting up into her, making her cry out in surprise as her orgasm hit her like a tsunami wave. “Holy shit...fuckkkkkk! Robbbbbbb!”
Her muscles quaked around him and he spilled into her, still clutching her tightly to him.
“I love you so much,” he murmured into her hair.
She smiled, placing soft, gentle kisses all over his face before finally landing on his lips. She gently moved off of him and snuggled into his side.
“We definitely need to take Grammy and Papa up on overnight visits more often,” she said.
“Mmmm,” he agreed. “I love Sophie more than life itself but she’s the bloody best damn cockblocker ever.”
She smacked his chest but couldn’t help but giggle. “You miss her, don’t you?”
“Completely.”
“Come on, let’s go get showered. If we get there early enough, I bet Mom will make us lunch.”
He grinned. His wife and daughter owned him. And he wasn’t afraid to show it.
-Fin
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