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If he were being honest, he was surprised that the pillow didn’t catch fire. She liked her fireballs. Liked to hurl them at him when she was mad, regardless of the fact that they did absolutely nothing to him. He had never openly pointed that out to her. She could have her fireballs.

He would say that he allowed her her retribution. He allowed her to draw her own weapon from beneath her head to knock him across the face. He had allowed it. He blew out a puff of air when a delicate white feather settled against his nose. “Destruction of property, Caitlin.” He pointed at the pillow, and then at her as she backed up onto her knees.

When she plucked up a second pillow from the floor, he frowned at the audacity. How dare she nudge a pillow onto the floor, asleep or not. All the pillows belonged on the bed arranged in a nest or whatever the fuck else.

Honestly though, she looked like a ninja turtle, twirling her weapons in preparation for an attack, baiting. He had half a thought to ask about getting a pizza when she swiped out at him and he was forced to scoot back, and his stomach growled quietly at the prospect.

His thoughts went to the second pillow that he had squished at some point in his sleep that sat just to his left, but that would be obvious. He tossed the pillow still in his hand directly at her, then snatched up the second before he lunged across the bed to swing it against her hip and he blindly pushed his free hand out to seize one of her pillows. It didn’t matter which, so long as he relieved her of one of them.
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Cait let out a squeal when a pillow went straight for her, she tried to dodge it and when she succeeded she had to deal with Gabe coming for her. She started laughing and tried to get out of the way, knowing perfectly well he wanted to disarm her.

He almost succeeded but she held on tightly. “No stealing my pillows, Summers!” She retorted trying to scoot away from him.

But that wasn’t easy when you tried to fend off a laughing fit.

“I call a truce!” She decided, knowing perfectly well she would end up the loser to this game anyway with feathers all over the place.

“You. Me. Food. No clothes.” Offering up one of the items on the list, hopefully distracting him enough that he would forgo the pillow fight for now. She could always lay an ambush later, after he had his fill.
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She thought that she was so cute trying to rear up with a pair of pillows in preparation for attack. Like he couldn’t fly or anything. With half a thought, he nudge a bit of energy towards the door to lock it. She was going down and he didn’t want her calling for assistance.

A fit of laughter and still she managed to keep a decent handle on both pillows in her position. He landed at the foot of the bed on his side as he struggled to tug one of her pillows out of her hands, only to send her into a spiral of giggles, spouting out some idea of a truce. Sure, she wanted one now. He relented on her pillow and instead reached to wrap his arm around her waist, tugging her down to the bed without prompt or warning.

He pressed his face into the crook of her neck, setting a warm open-mouthed kiss against her skin as she doled out the components to her peace offering. He hummed his approval. “What an enticing prospect.” He told her as he kissed her clavicle and then the exposed skin that her shirt dipped in the middle to allow him access to. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

Tugging the top upward, he pressed another kiss to the base of her sternum, then worked a slow warm trail down towards her navel. “Pizza?” He wondered. He could always eat pizza. Three meals a day with snacks in between. Pizza was the food of the gods, screw that stupid ambrosia crap. He nipped at the waistband of her shorts, then hooked his fingers into them and her that of her underwear before he gradually eased them away form her hips. “Pepperoni mushroom.” He offered up as he pulled the pair of items down her ridiculously long legs. Backing himself over the edge of the bed as he progressed.

“I think Patzeria opens soon.” He could eat pretty much anything from there, similarly to Amazing 66. He appraised her half bare form. Patzeria had that chewier crust, tangy sauce, just right greasy cheese. “I’m sure Tony would love pizza for breakfast.” He added as he shifted and set his hand against the back of one of her knees. “Probably just cheese for them.” He settled her knee onto his shoulder and leaned inward, repeating the motion with the other.

“It would be rude if we didn’t ask everyone else if they wanted pizza, though.” He pursed his lips. “Bringing something like that back into the enclosed space of the theater for everyone to aromatically share in. I’m surprised we weren’t swamped after your foray to 66.” He lowered his face, setting his mouth against her warm center and offered a languid lick. “Appetizer.” He murmured against her thigh. Then he repeated the motion.
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She actually let him tug her down on the bed, knowing that she wouldn’t win this fight but really didn’t want to win anyway. She picked her battles and this wasn’t one she was interested in winning. Not when he started to kiss her like that. For a moment her brain short circuited when his lips left a trail down to her belly button. She almost missed his suggestion. “Pizza’s good.” Hell she would agree to everything right now.

Cait rested on her elbows, watching him easing her shorts and panties from her hips downwards. “No mushrooms for me.” She said, biting her lower lip.

Her eyes kept track of him as he got of the bed, kneeling in front of it. In front of her. Was he going to… ? Gabe kept on talking, distracting her and she couldn’t help but smile. “I’m sure he does. So would the others.” Her lip caught between her teeth again when he started to move her legs one by one over his shoulder.

“Very rude.” She agreed huskily, and then smiled again when he wondered how she had kept the others at bay when she had brought in Amazing 66. “I have skills.” She said right before he lowered his head and made her sigh in delight.

She let herself fall back on the bed, forgetting what they were even talking about when he repeated the motion and kept on repeating it.

An appatizer. She wouldn’t even mind if he made her his main course as well.
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If they ever ended up divorced, the reason cited would be ‘irreconcilable difference because my wife hates mushrooms’. Because damnit, it boggled him to no end that she could stuff her face with pizza, yet snub mushrooms. He sighed as he appraised her from the angle he had taken, amused that she had leaned back, her chest rising with deep rhythmic breaths.

He nuzzled against the joint between her thigh and an outer lip before he moved back in. His tongue swept in flat strokes, hesitating only to lip at the bundle of nerves at the crown every few passes. She would arch, and groan, and he quirked a brow as he watched her. Watching her react was the best part. Hearing her ran a close second. Especially the exasperated sigh or curse when he took a moment to pause and really observe her reaction when he drew back. He dove back in before her frustration could ever escalate higher.

When she pressed her hands against her face, he slipped a finger in with somewhat surprising ease, quickly adding a second and he smiled rather knowingly when she moaned. He pressed and pulled the fingers in and out of her as he reached for a near by pillow, tossing it gently at her. “Quiet, woman.” He told her. If the kids realized they were actually awake, they’d be banging on the door.

Shifting back about, he leaned back in and resumed the oral component to the exercise. He curled his fingers slowly forward with each press inward, seeking to catch against the spongy section along the anterior wall. Sometimes it paid off to have been a science major.

“Come on, babe.” He whispered to her, biting tenderly at the soft skin of her inner thigh. He could have nixed the middle word, if he had really thought it through. But he didn’t have the time to think, while his wife occupied the main portion of his focus and his mind, the thought of his twins sat in the recesses. Because they always knew when to be interruptive.
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Her husband was very skilful. He knew exactly how and what she liked and he expertly took advantage of that and had her arching and groaning within seconds. She knew that she needed to be quiet, that there were kids running about who were very attuned to when their parents were awake but right in this moment, she really didn’t give any fucks. Not when Gabe was watching her react, which turned her on even more.

Caitlin did try to muffle her sounds though, by pressing her hands against her face but Gabe only took that as a sign to take it up a notch by using his fingers… inside of her.

She got hit with a pillow, and took it to press over her face to use it as a dampener for the moan that escaped from her lips. He had just found that one spot that made her toes curl and get her over the edge so much faster.

Silently she cursed him when he edged her on but it wouldn’t take that much longer. She already felt like exploding and with her luck she would set something ablaze in their room when she came.

Gabe applied more pressure, curled his fingers just a little differently and… and… and… the pillow covered over her face started to smoke when she cried it out. Her back arched and she came, her hips doing some involuntary movements of their own as she rode that wave her husband had sent her on.

“I think I just burned the pillow.” She said around a snort when the item in question fell away from her face. She could already smell the soot coming from it. Yup most definitely did she put it on fire. She hadn’t lost that much control in forever but she just blamed it on all the new arrivals. Being overtired and on edge all the time.
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It was kind of like watching an exorcism, watching her back bow, watching her hands fist at the sheets and then her own hair. He sought to commit every motion and every sound to memory for later analysis and he briefly wondered if it was something Jaxon was actually capable of.

Her hands reached for the pillow he had tossed at her and he was glad when she put it to use, practically suffocating herself with it as she moaned and groaned and gasped. The moment it started smoking, it took every ounce of his will to remain with the task at hand rather than bursting with laughter. He did that to her and it had him nipping at her thigh again when she finally crested.

He slid his forearm over her pelvis to steady her body as she shuddered, then he simply sat and enjoyed the rest of the show, trailing the fingertips of his other hand from her knee to her hip until she finally seemed to settle.

The verbal acknowledgement about the pillow’s state pulled a laugh forward and he couldn’t help but truly roll into it. He kissed her knee then rose up to lay himself out beside her, propping his head up on one hand as he combed his other through her thick red hair. “I think you can cross one of the items off your list.” He told her as he pressed a kiss to her temple.

“Though I had had other ideas of you setting, like, Victor on fire.” He shrugged, he could always hope. “But this was acceptable. I will allow it to be stricken from the list.”
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Cait had been restless ever since her talk with Jax just earlier. She knew she had to talk to her husband about what Jaxon had told her but she didn’t know how. A part of her thought the way she was acting right now was because of the tension that was hanging around in the walls and she was picking up on it.

She had been smart though, taking a gallon of his favourite icecream. Raspberry with chocolate chips. And a spoon. Not sure he would actually use it but, she came prepared.

Caitlin followed her internal GPS to where her husband was located and it didn’t come as a surprise that he was in their bedroom. He was probably waiting for her and ready to come up with an excuse or something when she would ask why he had been at the compound watching over them.

No, she wouldn’t go there. Nope. Wouldn’t ask him about that and get distracted.

She ran into Megan, the girl steadying her and smiling brightly. “Icecream night, huh?” The girl was too smart for her age and very perceptive. “The kids are having a sleepover with Chris and me.” She giggled, gave Cait a wink and went on her way. They had been so cooped up in here that it didn’t come as a surprise that everybody knew everything about each other.

Cait entered their ‘living room’ and went straight to the bedroom. There she found Gabe, and she just held out the tub of icecream. Words escaping her right now.
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It was perfect, if he did say so himself. He had ordered it, had it shipped, and it had arrived at one of the dummy PO boxes that he had practically begged Elise to pick up for him after she had confessed her plans for the previous Saturday, to be downtown shopping for tungsten carbide. He hadn’t asked what she had planned to do with the seeming scraps, until his mind replayed the last time he had happened upon her knocking targets and how easily the arrowheads had bit through every target she aimed at.

He shimmied the chains at the waist, resettling them until the burgundy center fabric of the ridiculous slave skirt hung perfect balanced between his legs. In true Leia fashion, he had skimped on the underwear, as the boxer briefs would have completely ruined the look. He had considered shaving the line of hair from his navel to here it disappeared into the gold bikini, but had realized he hadn’t planned well enough with the time he had had. He had barely gotten the twins out the door to Megan.

The sound of their ‘suite’ door opening into the little sitting area had him perking up. He readjusted the gold spiral bra, shifting the artificial inserts to sit evenly space. Then he ran his hand down the length of the wig’s braid that settled between his shoulder blades. He rolled his shoulders, popped his neck and then lifted his right leg, setting it on the bedframe in anticipation to showing off his bare leg to his wife.

The moment she opened the door, he lifted his chin and shook his head lightly in a mock of sweeping stray strands of hair out of his face. “Aren’t you a little short for stormtrooper?” He purred in his best feminine voice as he batted his lashes at her.

He looked her over and home in on the carton in her hand that she held out towards him. “Holy shit, is that ice cream?”
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Cait, for a moment, needed to process what she was seeing. Gabe had asked her something, but her eyes were glued on his form and what he was wearing. Had he asked about the icecream? Yes, probably. He always knew if there was food in the room. So this shouldn't come to her as a surprise.

“Your… favourite.” She barely managed to say, before her face cracked into a smile. Then her mind caught on, and a giggle followed. He was actually wearing a Princess Leia outfit. The slave one to be exact.

The giggle turned into laughter as she stepped further into the room.

One of the items on the last had been that. Wear a Princess Leia slave outfit. Only she had meant for it to be her. She couldn't stop laughing, she wanted to think he looked ridiculous but in a way she actually found him very sexy. Especially with items peeking through while he had his leg up like that.

“My, my… Is that your chain or are you just happy to see me?” She asked between giggles. She closed the door behind her, unzipping her jacket for as much as that was possible while carrying a big tub of ice cream.

The smile on her face started to hurt her cheeks but she couldn't stop laughing.

She loved this man too pieces.

Cait placed the tub in the bed, spoons too, and shrugged out of her jacket completely. Her pants followed, her eyes glued on the fine specimen that was her husband. She licked her lips and grinned some more. “So, do you want some ice cream with that?” standing there in just het tanktop and panties she got rid of the lid and scooped some out with her finger and sucked it off.

Now if she only could ease in the conversation about how they were having another baby, that would be great.
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