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Love’s Right Here

Sat, 31 May 2008 01:26:12 GMT

Love’s Right Here
by Caro

She watched them from the doorway, soaking up the sight in front of her. The TV volume was low but she could still hear the dribbling of the basketball, which she recognized all too well. Leaning against the door frame, sighing and smiling at her two boys snoozing away on the couch.

Haley felt her heart beat a little faster, feeling lucky and incredibly happy. She took a few tentative steps towards the couch, careful not to wake them up. Nathan was slouched down on the couch, feet propped up on the table in front of him as their little son, Jamie, contently slept away on his father’s chest as Nathan’s hand was protectively swept over his small back, rising up and down with the steady, small breaths from their son.

Haley leaned down, putting her ear close to her Jamie’s mouth, hearing the small breaths. It was a habit she had picked up and she didn’t know if she’d ever grow out of it. The small life that she and Nathan had created, the small life that now was in their hands, that they had to take care of. Jamie was so little and Haley was always making sure he was breathing okay, even if Nathan teased her about it. Little did he know she had seen him get up from their bed in the middle of the night, just to make sure their son was alright.

Haley would never tell him though because she loved seeing it and it warmed her heart those nights when she saw her husband check on their son and then come back to bed, spooning up behind her, tangling them up together and pulling her back into his strong chest. Haley knew there was nothing Nathan wouldn’t do for his family and she knew that he loved her and Jamie, just as much as she loved them. To the end of the world and back.

Haley eased down onto the couch carefully, pulling down her shirt a little as she still felt as if she had some of her baby weight, even if Nathan assured her she was sexy as hell. And not only did he tell her, he showed her, and it felt like in the past three months being a new parent, had only increased their passion, if it was even possible, and their love making was even more heated and deep. Haley shivered, almost blushing when she thought about last night, still feeling his touch on her. It was hard to leave her son if only for a minute, but craving to be with her husband as well, she felt confident in being able to let her mother-in-law watch him.

Jamie gurgled a little and Haley smiled, stroking his soft head, leaning down and placing a small kiss on top of it. Nathan stirred beside her and she saw him stroke their son’s back as he popped an eye open. Nathan was met with Haley’s smiling face and his own mouth instantly curled up into a grin as they both leaned towards each other, sharing a soft yet passionate kiss, careful not to disturb their sleeping son.

“Hey babe, how long have you been here?” Nathan rubbed his eyes with his free hand, looking back at the TV, which was still playing a basketball game.

“Not that long. I just enjoyed watching my little man and my big man snoozing away.” She giggled a little, hearing Jamie gurgle again.

“Oh yeah? You should snooze with us.” Nathan stroked her cheek, placing another kiss on her lips, feeling content with the three of them together. Ever since Jamie had been born a short while ago, he had felt a completely new surge of love. He already loved Haley more than anything but now that they had their son, he knew he’d walk through fire for his wife and son, and had vowed to protect them from anything that might want to cause them harm.
His old team mates had asked him if he ever missed the partying and ‘old’ life, but the minute he saw Jamie and Haley, he knew he didn’t miss it at all. They were his world and he’d never give it up for anything. He felt bad for his team mates, not knowing what they were missing out on. He was young but he felt lucky to have found the two loves of his life and feeling like he belonged, like his life had a meaning. In stead of going out every night, drinking until you threw up and passed out, Nathan felt happy lying in bed with his wife and son, cuddling up with them, and the nights he got to be alone with Haley for a while, feeling the passion sparkle between them as they showed each other just how deep their love ran.

So no, Nathan didn’t miss his jock days at all. He watched as Haley stroked Jamie’s head, amazed at how beautiful they looked. He didn’t care how corny he had become, truth was, he was just happy.

“Hey Hales?” Haley turned to look into his eyes, smiling back at him.

“Yeah?” He stroked her cheek, tangling his fingers in her long locks.

“You know I love you, right?”

“I love you, too.” Haley smile became even bigger, still feeling giddy every time he uttered those words.

“My mom wants to take Jamie tonight so what do you say you and I spend some one on one time with each other?” She giggled as Nathan wiggled his eyebrows, seeing his eyes darken and she shook her head amused. Oh yeah, even if Nathan was a father now, his mind was often in the gutter. But hey, Haley couldn’t deny it, so was hers.

“Hmm…you think so, huh?”

“I really, really think you’d enjoy it. Like really.” He winked at her as she bit her lip, seeing his eyes drop down to her mouth, knowing what it did to him.

“Well, I suppose if you think you can satisfy me.” Nathan leaned down closer and Haley felt his warm breath, shivering again.

“Don’t you worry miss, I always deliver.” Haley felt wild and free, as she gave out a soft laugh, kissing Jamie’s head again before Nathan pulled her against his chest, while his other hand still rested on Jamie’s back. Haley looked up at his face, leaning up again, popping a kiss on his lips, and then another one before leaning her head down onto Nathan’s shoulder.

“Okay mister, you’re on.”

Dancing Dirty

Thu, 29 May 2008 05:34:44 GMT

Dancing Dirty
by Gem

His ears strained to hear the tune as he walked through the front door. He couldn’t wait to find Haley, surprise her - she wasn’t expecting him back until tomorrow. He smiled, imagining all the ways his gorgeous girl could greet him. He walked further into the house and the tune became stronger. He could now clearly make out his wife’s angelic voice. Pushing open the door quietly, he stood there for a moment, eventually recognising the tune.

“ …I’ve been waiting for so long, now I’ve finally found someone to stand by me. We saw the writing on the wall as we felt this magical fantasy …”

Covering his mouth to hide a giggle, he padded quietly into the room and stood a few yards from his wife, who was not only singing, but also swaying her hips in time to the music. As Haley was working her way to the big finish, he placed a gentle hand on her back, pulling her towards him. “You’re the one thing I can’t get enough of ..” He whispered in her ear, and pulled back with a smirk.

She jumped a mile in the air.

“You scared me, Nathan!” She admonished as she clutched her chest, her heart beating rapidly. “You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow!”
“I wanted to surprise you. I missed you.” He answered. “And besides, now I know what you really get up to while I’m away. Dirty Dancing, Hales? I thought you had more taste.” His grin was threatening to break free any moment.

“Um, it’s a classic! And besides, you recognised it. You listen to the soundtrack often?” She teased.
“My mom made me watch it!”
“Uh huh! Yeah, Lucas has a cover story too. It never did wash with me.”
“How about we forget the film, and you come here and kiss me?”
Nathan watched as she pretended to consider his suggestion, one hand on her hip, the other touching her lip.

“Since I wasn’t really all that busy …” She finally answered, and took one step forward. “But if I kiss you, you have to do something for me.”
“What might that be?”
“You’ll find out afterwards,” she whispered, her lips already grazing his.

Nathan’s hands immediately gripped her body, pulling her right up against his chest, his mouth sliding over hers in rhythm. A slight moan escaped Haley as she tilted her head up, deepening the kiss. Her long, dark waves fell over his hands, and he revelled in their silkiness.

They stood in the small living room for several minutes, simply enjoying each other after a few days apart. Eventually Nathan pulled back slightly, panting and desperately turned on. “I love coming home.” He smiled fondly, stroking a thumb down her cheek caressingly.
“I love you coming home. Especially when you agree to things before knowing what they are.” She added with a cheeky wink.

“I think you know I’ll agree to anything you say, baby. You could ask me to walk into school wearing your dress and singing show tunes, and I’d more than likely say yes. If it meant I got laid.” He added wolfishly.
Haley’s tiny arm immediately came out to cuff him on the chest, her eyes glinting dangerously. “You haven’t even asked what it is yet.”

Nathan bent down to nuzzle against her neck, breathing her in - she smelt of roses and body lotion, a combination he found impossible to resist. “Fine, I’ll bite. I got my kiss, what do I need to do for you?”
Haley glanced to her right where the discarded soundtrack lay on the table. “Remember when you and Deb watched Dirty Dancing together? And Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey indulged in some foreplay before they made love for the first time?”

“ … you mean the dancing?”
“Exactly what I mean, baby. They do a little ‘dirty dancing’ before they get down to it. When I was younger, I watched that scene over and over again. It’s so sensual, so erotic. And I swore to myself that one day, I would re-enact that scene with my partner.”
Nathan stood stock still for a second, letting the words sink in. “You want me to be .. Patrick Swayze?”

“No, baby. I want you to be Johnny Castle.”
“No way! You know I can’t dance, Hales!”
“It doesn’t matter! It’s only a bit of fun, and it’s really not about dancing, it’s more about the touching and the kissing …”

Nathan remained silent and unconvinced. Haley slid her arms around his waist, and dropped a hand, firmly cupping his ass. “Familiar?” She asked, eyebrow raised in anticipation.
“So there would be more of this?”
“If you play your cards right.”

Nathan pulled at the waistband of his jeans uncomfortably. “We don’t have to say the lines, right?”
“Why? Do you know them?” Haley teased.
“No!”
“Are you sure?”
“Can we just get on with this?”
“Aw baby, don’t be like that. It’ll be fun. And it’ll pay off in the end.” She promised, her tongue darting out to lick round ruby red lips. His eyes followed that tongue, and he felt himself tighten in a particular area.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”
Haley smiled, moving over to the CD player and selecting the right song. Nathan slowly moved closer to her, a nervous smile playing across his face. “I’ll follow your lead, Hay.”
Haley began walking slowly around him in circles, gently running her tiny hands all over his bare back and chest, occasionally scraping her nails lightly over the skin. A couple of times round and she began adding kisses here and there, never lingering for more than a second.

Nathan thought things were definitely looking up. He shuddered as a soft peck turned into some more serious kissing, her mouth and tongue sucking tenderly, leaving a mark no doubt. Resolving himself to the fact he was actually standing in his living room, acting like a film character, he grabbed hold of his wife’s arms gently, bringing them together in front of her before raising them high above her head and leaving them there.

His own arms came up and he pulled her shirt up and over her head, letting it fall to the floor, forgotten. His gaze drifted down at inches of golden skin clad only in a pure white lace bra. Swallowing to aid his sudden dry throat, he lent forward to place a bruising kiss on her lips. Haley smiled into his mouth and began grinding her hips against his, making sure to hit that special place.

Nathan eagerly returned her thrusts, wrapping his arms around her slender body and grinding them together slowly. Without warning, he dipped her a couple of times, smiling at the surprise in her eyes. “I got moves,” He said huskily, watching her chest rise and fall. One hand crept behind her back and swiftly undid the clasp on her bra, letting the cups fall away.

That followed the discarded shirt, and he gently cupped her bare breasts before letting his hand fall away again and pressing their naked flesh together. Haley let out a noise of desire as they moved together, and reached up to pull her long hair up on top of her head, tilting her head back to allow her husband to trail kisses up her neck.

“Take the pants off,” Haley muttered as he left his mark underneath her right ear.
Nathan smiled and did just that; his hand grappling with the button quickly, shucking his jeans off and into the corner, his socks following.
Haley reached a hand into his boxers, grasping the firm, hot flesh inside. He groaned as her little palm began stroking him up and down, all the while continuing her slow grind against him.

“Ha .. Hales … please ..” He whispered as she began speeding up, her own movements becoming more frantic. She tilted his head to look deep into her eyes as she bought him to the edge, watching his reactions intensely. The moment he felt himself tense, she bought their lips together in a passionate kiss, and he erupted into her hand, moaning with the intense orgasm.

As they slowly came down from their high, Haley wrapped her arms around his middle and buried her head into his chest, sighing contentedly. “Your turn, baby?” Nathan asked softly.
He was surprised to feel her head shake slightly. “Not now. That was all for you, Nathan. To show you I love you, and I missed you.”

“You are unbelievable, you know that?” He muttered in amazement, kissing the top of her head tenderly. “How did I snatch you up?”
“Just lucky, I guess.” Haley smiled. “And it helps that you’re super hot, too.”
Nathan clutched her tighter, and they swayed gently to the music still playing in the background.

“Hey!” He said suddenly, causing Haley to lift her head and gaze at her husband. “You think next time we can re-enact Top Gun?”

Conception Time (Part 2)

Sun, 25 May 2008 13:45:24 GMT

Part 1

Month Seven – March

“They’re ovulation tests.” She stated, when he looked at her like she’d lost her mind as she emptied the bag of things she’d picked up from the pharmacy on their bed.

“Right...”

“So I can be sure when I’m ovulating.”

“But I thought you were doing the temperature thing?” He asked, referring to the chart taped to the back of their closet door that she’d been diligently recording her temperature down on daily for the past couple of months in an attempt to work out when she was most likely to conceive.

“I am, I was, I’m just not sure I’m doing it right, and these are much more accurate.”

“Okay..”

“I think it’ll up our chances.”

“If you think so.” He answered distracted and she let out a huff, picking up the tests and putting back into the plastic bag.

“Are you even listening to me?” She stood at the edge of the bed hands on hips as she stared at him, raising her voice of the roar of the basketball game that was playing on the television.

“Yeah, of course I’m listening.” He turned toward her, smiling at her frazzled state, resisting the urge to laugh, she looked so cute all flustered. “If you think these tests are going to help that’s great Hales. I’m willing to do whatever, you know that.”

“Good, that’s what I was hoping you’d say.” She climbed up onto the bed beside him folding one leg up beneath her and smiling in an expectant way that made him nervous.

“What?”

“I’ve been doing some research.”

“Is that Nick Turner?” Nathan asked, completely ignoring her previous statement as he squinted at the NCAA game playing out on the screen in front of him.

“Who?”

“Nick Turner, he was a freshman at Maryland when we were seniors.” Annoyed she glanced over at the TV

“I don’t know, maybe..” She wished he would just shut up and listen!

“Did you know he’d transferred?” Was he seriously not paying her any attention right now? Maybe she should take her shirt off, of course he’d seen more of her breasts in the past 6 months than the whole of the previous year so he was probably bored of those too by now!

“Why would I know if Nick freakin’ Turner transferred schools, Nathan – will you please listen to me!”

“Okay, I’m sorry!” He held his hands up in defeat, they’d both been wound a little tightly lately and he wasn’t in the mood for another argument. “What were you saying?”

“I was saying... I’ve been doing some research.”

“Right..” He snuck a peak at the TV before looking back at her.

“Well, a lot of places are saying we should have a schedule.”

“A schedule for what?”

“Making love.” His brow furrowed in confusion, unsure of what she meant exactly by a schedule.

“What do you mean a schedule?”

“They say that to increase chances of conceiving we should be doing it at the same time, with 24hour rest periods between.”

“That sounds great in theory babe but did they say what to do about an unpredictable six year old who’s taken to not staying in his bed at night during these scheduled times.”

“Well, I thought about that, and maybe we should use your Mom knowing to our advantage. I know we’ve been telling her we’re just being casual about it but if we told her we were getting serious maybe she could work something out.”

“Hales, I really don’t want to discuss our sex life with my mother.” He squirmed uncomfortable at the thought.

“Well, I could talk to her, don’t you want to try this?”

“Of course I do, I told you, anything, we’ll work something out..” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her across the bed toward him.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that...” She looked at him, wide eyed and eager smiles and the nerves that had stirred when she sat down on the bed came fluttering back, he knew he wasn’t going to like what she had to say next. “Because they also say we need to try abstaining.”

“Abstaining?” He drew the word out, his attention suddenly focussed solely on her, the basketball game forgotten. What exactly did she mean by abstaining? He’d thought all that crap was done with after their second wedding.

“It’s supposed to help, you know store things up so there’s an extra..boost.”

“My boys do not need any extra boost.” He replied indignantly and she giggled.

“I’m not saying they do, but just in case!”

“I knocked you up then first time when you were still on birth control! I think I can manage it when you’re not, thank you very much.” She rolled his eyes at his oh so delicate choice of phrasing before she shifted in his arms so she was hovering above him, hearing the wounded pride beneath his superficial words.

“C’mon baby – don’t be like that. It’s only for a few days. We start the schedule and then three days before I’m most fertile we just..keep things PG..”

“Three days?” He answered sceptically, they’d always had an active sex life but since they’d started trying to have a baby they’d been having a hell of a lot of sex, even when they didn’t particularly want to.

“Just three days, and then we have sex at the scheduled time, and..hopefully make a baby.”

She’d said the magic phrase and he sighed, that’s what all this was about – making a baby, not how horny they were.

“Right..”

“Oh, and, Nathan..”

She had that sugary sweet look again – he gulped.

“No, uh...’Nathan Time’ either.” She gave a pointed look beneath his belt and raised an eyebrow at him.

Month Eight – April

“What’s going on with you and Nate?” Lucas asked, sliding up beside Haley at the bar, from where he’d seen her storm away from her husband as soon as they’d entered the party.

“Nothing.” She answered, a little sharper than she’d intended as she tried in vain to get the bartender’s attention.

“You looked like you couldn’t get away from him fast enough, Hales.” The tall blonde man pointed out, causing his best friend to shoot him a look of annoyance.

“We exchanged a few words in the car is all, everything’s fine.”

“You guys seem to be fighting a lot lately.” He pushed tentatively.

“We’re not fighting Luke.”

“Nate said..”

“Great so you guys are talking about me behind my back now!”

“It wasn’t like that,” He tried to placate her placing a comforting arm around her shoulder. “He just said you guys had been having some trouble getting pregnant and..”

“He told you!” She sent him a look of disbelief, scanning the room for her husband and wondering how long it would take her to reach him and hit him upside the head! “God, I didn’t want anyone to know!”

“Haley, I’m not just anyone. C’mon I think it’s great you’re trying for another baby. I’m surprised it’s taken you so long...”

“To get pregnant?” She interrupted defensively. “Yeah well so am I, but who says it’s my fault – sometimes it just takes awhile!”

“Hey, hey, buddy, calm down, that’s not what I meant. What I was going to say is I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to try for number two. Nathan’s worried about you Hales, he needed someone to talk about it all to. You know he’s hurting too.”

She gulped down her glass of wine quickly, before signalling for another and sighing softly shaking her head. “He just wants this baby so bad, Luke, I can tell it’s eating him up inside but he just won’t talk to me, a couple of years ago I would have said that was par for the course but we talk about everything now. Or I at least thought we did.”

“Are you sure you should be drinking like that.” Nathan’s voice broke into the best friends’ conversation as he watched his wife order her third glass of wine in the hour they’d been at the party. He’d watched her from across the room as she’d had what appeared to be a heated discussion with his brother at the bar. He’d made a stupid joke in the car about how it was a good thing they drove so they’d be less inclined to drink, and therefore less likely to break the schedule by having sex that night and she’d flipped. Accusing him of taking it all as some big joke. The fact of the matter was that it was anything but, each month brought about more disappointment, and a thicker atmosphere between them, it was starting to seem like their whole lives revolved around when they were and weren’t supposed to make a baby, and of course he knew it would all be worth it, if he didn’t have to watch the pain and guilt that marred her perfect features when she had to tell him that they weren’t pregnant again. He thought if he made a joke about it, it would make it easier to talk about. He couldn’t keep watching her deal with this alone, especially not when he was feeling the same way and desperate for the comfort only she could offer him.
“Why the hell not?” She bit back at him, shrugging off the hand he’d placed on her shoulder. “You can drive home.”

“That wasn’t what I meant, what if you’re...” The brothers shared a look over her petite head as she spun around to glare at her husband.

“We both know I’m not pregnant, Nathan.” She moved to walk away from him and he grabbed her hand, his heart breaking when she turned toward him and he could see her big brown eyes filling with tears.

“Come with me.” His voice may have been soft, but it was far from a request as he nodded a goodbye to his brother and guided her out of Tric, thankful that it was a private party and not a regular club night as he sat down next to her on the steps, looking out over the car park as they had the night of the wedding reception Lucas had thrown them. “Talk to me.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say.” She shrugged, shivering against the chill in the night air, and he slipped the jacket he was thankful to still be wearing off his own back, and covered her shoulders with it.

“Just talk to me. We don’t talk anymore Haley, not unless it’s about Jamie, or trying for a baby, I’m worried about you.”

“Worried about me or mad at me?” She said timidly, playing with the zipper of his jacket, looking lost and childlike with her knees knocking together, her eyes focussed somewhere in the distance.

“Why would I be mad at you?”

“Because you know..”

“Know what?” He answered, honestly confused as to what she was getting at. “Baby I know things are difficult right now but I really have no idea what’s going on.”

“I’m not sure about this anymore..”

“About what?”

“Having another baby..” Her voice was barely above a whisper but his sharp intake of breath told her he’d heard her, and when she turned she was sure she saw his heart break right in front of her eyes.

“Oh.” He didn’t know what else to say, he felt like the world had been ripped out from under his feet. He knew things had been stressful but he thought they wanted another child more than anything, knew their family was the most important thing and had thought they’d been fighting so hard to extend it these past months because it was what they both wanted. He brought his hand up rubbing roughly at his jaw line the way he always did when he was confused “What, uh, changed your mind.”

“You’re right Nathan, we don’t talk anymore, we’d gotten so much better at telling each everything, being there for one another, but now...now I know you’re hurting, I can see it but you won’t even talk to me.”

“You’ve been hurting too, I didn’t want to add to that.”

“You hiding things from me hurts me, not being able to comfort you hurts me.”

“And this is why you don’t want anymore children?”

“Oh, Nathan, I’ve always wanted your children, a house full of them, but maybe we’re not ready. If just trying for a baby is this hard on us, is making us revert back to old habits, how are we going to cope with an actual baby. Do you remember how hard things were when Jamie was born? We’ll need each other more than ever, especially this time we’ll have Jamie to juggle into it all, maybe it’s too soon after....everything.”

She moved so she was sitting his lap, letting her body sag against his. “I love you, so much.”

“I love you too.” He promised. “Maybe, we should take a break.”

“From each other?” She snapped her eyes to his and he laughed at her leap of judgement that took her so very far away from what the point of the conversation was.

“Hell, no, you don’t get rid of me that easily. You really can’t handle your alcohol anymore can you?” He brushed a strand of hair away from her drink glassed eyes and pressed a kissed to her forehead. “I mean from trying for a baby. We stop worrying about dates, and schedules, and keeping things cool, and we just go back to seeing what happens. To having fun.”

“I know you really want this baby Nathan...” She prodded, despite his idea sounding like the best thing possible right now.

“Not as much as I want you to be happy, and all this stress isn’t making you happy. Maybe if we stop making a big deal out of it’ll happen. Last time it snuck up on us, maybe this time it will too.”

She kissed him softly, pulling away and resting her forehead against his. “When you talk like this, all sweet, loving and considerate, I want nothing more than have another of your babies.”

“Then my evil plan is working.” He grinned, attaching his lips to hers and losing himself in the sensation until someone cleared their thought behind them. “Let’s take this home.”

Month Nine – May

“Today was fun, right Mom?”

“Right baby.” Haley nodded, grinning in agreement as she watched her pyjama clad son make his way back into the room. Jamie’s elementary school had had a teacher training day that coincidently fell on the same day she had a training day of her own. Luckily her course had only been a couple of hours long and had meant she had the rest of the day to spend with her little boy. “Are you ready for bed?”

“Can I stay up Mama pleeaasseeee.” He jutted his lower lip out and puppy dogged his big blue eyes, any resistance she’d had weakening instantly. She was in much too good a mood to deny him anything, and tomorrow was a Saturday after all.

“Oh okay! I suppose so!” She teased playful, laughing as he pumped his fist in the air.

“Woohoo! You rock Mom!” She gave a self satisfied smile as he ran across the room and climbed up on the sofa next to her. Rocking was usually reserved for his dad and uncles.

“So what was your favourite part of today, Jimmy-Jam?”

“Ummmm..” He brought his lip between his teeth, a trait he’d inherited from her as he contemplated. “When dad came and met us at the park!”

“That was fun!” She agreed. The end of the highschool basketball season had meant Nathan had a lighter schedule and had taken the afternoon off, spending it basking in the late spring sunshine with his wife and son, and taking them out for dinner before heading to the gym.

“And the dog!” He perked up referring to large Labrador an older gentleman had brought to the park who he’d wasted an hour playing with, twisting in her lap he looked up eagerly. “Can I get a dog like that?

“Oh, I don’t know, Jamie, maybe when you’re a bit older.” Haley smoothed his still damp from his bath hair down against his head, holding her closer to her. They’d talked about getting Jamie a dog a little while ago after he fell in love with the neighbour’s, but decided to wait until he was old enough to take care of it himself.

“But I’m almost seven, Mama. He could be my birthday present!” He yawned, snuggling into her breast. She couldn’t believe it was true but he was right. Next month her baby turned seven, he was growing up so fast. Too fast. Way, way too fast. “Mama you’re squishing me!”

“Oh, sorry baby.” She laughed, realising her tight hold on him. “I think we need to wait for the dog until you’re at least eight, okay buddy, but I promise we’ll get you something really awesome for your birthday instead!”

“And my kisses?”

“Oh you’ll be getting your birthday kisses even when you think you’re too old for them!”

“I’ll never think that Mama.” He turned, rubbing his nose against hers in an eskimo kiss, and dragging the blanket that covered the back of the couch over the two of them, resuming his position snuggled up against her chest.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been watching him sleep when she heard her husband’s footsteps behind them.

“Hey.” His voice was low mindful of the slumbering child.

“Hi, when did you go home?”

“Just a minute ago – you want me to take him up.” He moved to pick Jamie up but she stopped,

“No, it’s okay, I just want to hold him for a while.”

“Hey,” He tipped her face up to look at him, “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay. I’ve just been thinking...”

“Oh?” He sat down on the coffee table in front of her, smiling as their son moved closer to his mother’s warmth in his sleep.

“I’d love another baby – “

He began to cut her off but she shook her head.

“I know we’re not supposed to be worrying about it – but I just want to say this. I’d love another baby, I would, but if it doesn’t happen, we’ve be so blessed with one we have, I’d okay with that.”

“..and if he follows on the family legacy we’ll have a grand-baby around the house in about 10 years.” He joked and she moved the freehand that wasn’t wrapped around the son to jab him in the arm.

“Bite your tongue, hard!”

“I’m kidding –“ He promised, “But you’re right, we have been blessed, he’s amazing.”

“Perfect.” She agreed, trailing the hand that she’d jabbed into his upper arm down until she clasped his hand with her own. “How was your work out?”

“Good.”

“Good.”

Their hands swung silently between them as they both focused on their sleeping child, contented smiles playing softly on their faces.

“You know, I’ve got a check up scheduled with the doctor next week. It’s just an annual thing, but I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to ask a few questions, see if maybe they can give us a reason for why it’s not happening.”

He moved his gaze up from their sons to focus on her face, of course he’d told her not to worry about getting pregnant, and he’d meant it when he’d agreed their son would be more than enough, but he’d be lying if the thought of another baby didn’t thrill him. “Do you want to?”

“Yeah, I do. We were never going to have just one child, and Jamie’s growing up so fast. I want his to know his siblings, not be out of the house before they start school. Maybe there’s just some really simple thing we’ve been missing. I want to keep on trying.”

He closed the gap between them, kissing her soundly, mindful of their son lying between them. “I do too.”

Month Ten – June

“James Lucas Scott – come back here please!” Haley called, as her son set off running toward the water

“Moooom, I want to swim!”

“I know you do, but first of all you need sun block, and water wings.” She told him, resisting the urge to laugh as he dramatically pouted and stomped back across the sand, giving a loud put upon thigh as he flopped down onto the towel besides her. He could swim on his own now, but she didn’t feel comfortable letting him swim in the ocean without some assistance yet.

“Moooom, c’mon Lily’s already out there!” He pouted to where Lily, Andy, and Lucas were already playing in the surf, and Haley smiled at Karen over Jamie’s shoulder as he squirmed and squealed like she was hurting him as she applied more sun block to him. She’d dosed him in it before they’d left the house but you could never be too careful.

“Hey J-Luke you comin’ in?” Lucas asked, shaking his wet head, making water fly over his mother and best friend.

“Thanks Lucas.”

“You’re welcome Mom.” He grinned, hoisting Jamie up over his shoulders and barrelling back down toward the water. Jamie’s giggles ringing loudly behind them.

Shaking their heads as they watched their suns run away Haley and Karen shared an amused look. “So, where’s that handsome husband of yours?”

“Still over by the car arguing with his mother about appropriate beach wear.” Haley laughed, undoing the halter straps of her top and pulling it off, leaving her in a demure black bikini top and a small pair of light weight denim shorts.

“That bad?” Karen wondered aloud, knowing her friend lived by the motto of if you’ve got it, flaunt it.

“Well, I wouldn’t wear it myself, but it could be worse.” She almost laughed out loud at the memory of the gobsmacked expression Nathan had when Deb had pulled off her t-shirt to reveal the fuchsia plunging bikini top that had been underneath as they were unloading the beach toys from the car. It had been amusing until his expression had turned to one of anger when some college aged boys had made some comments across the parking lot and Haley had known it was time to get Jamie out of there. “Speak of the devil.”

Karen looked up, and noticing Nathan’s pissed off expression decided it was best to leave the young couple alone. “I’m going to go see what my children are up to. I’ll keep an eye on yours too don’t you worry.”

“Thanks Karen.” Making a visor out of her hand she looked out ahead of her at the water, seeking out her son whose gleeful screams she could identify even now surrounded by many other children, and waved toward him as she felt her husband slip beside her, his long muscular legs stretching out either side of hers. “You okay?”

“I just don’t get why she can’t wear some fucking clothes.” He grumbled, fiddling with the button of her shorts. “She’s a grandmother for Christ’s sake!”

“Poor baby,” She faux sympathised, twisting around to kiss him quickly before settling into his embrace, his head settling into the crook of her neck.

“You smell good.”

“I smell of sun block.” She laughed, his folded arms pushing her breasts up a little as he shrugged without removing them from around her.

“Well it smells good.” His mouth latched onto her skin. “Tastes good too.”

“Nathan!” She tried to push away from but he held on tight. “We’re on a public beach surrounded by families, stop it.”

“I can’t help it. You look really hot in that bikini.” He continued peppering her shoulders with kisses, his hand brushing against her abdomen, pulling her tightly against him. She glanced out at the water. Jamie seemed to be having the time of his life, he wouldn’t notice if they were gone for twenty minutes, and the car did have tinted windows....

“Alright, c’mon.” Grabbing his hand she stood up, pulling him along with her. Laughing as his grip tightened as they passed Deb flirting with what looked to be a single father. “C’mon stud – take that aggression out on me...”

“Mama! Dad! Where’ve you been!” Jamie asked running over to his parents when they reappeared back with the group a little while later, Haley still trying to discreetly untwist the strap of her bikini.

“Sorry Jimmy-Jam, I had to talk to your Mom about something.” Nathan told him, picking his son up and turning him upside to silence any further question, giving his brother the finger in response to his guffaw.

“Will you come swim with me now?” Jamie asked hopefully, looking from one parent to the other as soon as his feet were set back on the ground. “You promised.”

Before they’d left for the beach Jamie had made both his parents promise to come into the water, his dad always played but sometimes his mom would be boring and sit on the sand reading a book, but today he’d made her promise to swim for at least one whole hour!

“You’re right, baby, I promised. C’mon then.” Slipping out of her shorts, and biting her lip as she took in the sight of her husband’s newly bared chest. Rolling her eyes when he met her eyes with a smirk. “Pink’s not really your colour baby.”

He looked at her confused for a second as she chased off down the sand with Jamie, before looking down to see pink gloss prints covering his chest. Ignoring the knowing, amused smiles from Karen, Andy and Lucas, he turned to follow his family into the water, their laughter calling him in.

“Is that your phone?” Nathan asked, lying down on the opposite side of the large beach blanket to Haley. Jamie and Lily conked out between them.

“Hmmm?” She looked up from her book, her own eyes looking ready to close.

“Is that your phone ringing?”

“Oh, yeah.” She turned to search in her beach bag for her phone and he smirked, in a way he couldn’t help, as her tattoo came into view. One of the biggest perks of his wife wearing a bikini was his jersey number being proudly displayed on her skin. Even if there was more skin on view than he’d like others to see as soon as he saw her tattoo he was reminded that was his – always had been, always would be.

“Are you okay?” He asked, once his eyes had made their way to his face to see her looking pale and expressionless. Nodding along with the voice on the other end of the line despite the fact that couldn’t see her. “Hales?”

“Thank you.” She told whoever she was speaking to as she hung up the phone, her gaze focused on her lap as she dropped the small phone there. Her hands were shaking.

“Haley?” She continued to keep her gaze fixed downwards, her body looked completly stiff apart from the way it trembled.

“Nathan..” She spoke his name softly, barely more than a whisper, and his blue eyes shone with concern.

“Haley, what’s wrong – You’re scaring me.”

“Oh my god.” She looked up, tears welling in her eyes.

“Hales..” He said her name sternly, desperate to know what had shaken her up so much. “Who was on the phone?”

“I’m pregnant.” Her eyes locked with his, and a single tear fell down her cheek. “Oh my god, Nathan, we’re pregnant.”

She grinned, squealing so loud it woke the children laid between them as she dived into his arms, causing him to tumble backwards into the sand kissing any part of his face she could find.

“Are you sure?”

“It showed up on my blood work from my check up.” She let out a half laugh, half sob, smiling so wide it felt as though it would crack her cheeks when his confused look disappeared and a wondrous smile appeared in its place.

He raked his hands through her hair, standing up and pulling her with him and lifting her into his arms. “We did it!”

Conception Time (Part 1)

Sun, 25 May 2008 13:42:29 GMT

Title: Conception Time
Author: Dawn
Rating: T – for language, and sexual language and themes
Summary: They hadn’t tried to get pregnant before, it had just happened, and he still hadn’t quite wrapped his head around the idea that it couldn’t just happen again.

Month One - September

“Mmm...We can’t do this here.” She mumbled against his lip, reminiscent of their sixteen year old selves eight years previous, as he trapped her between his hard body, and the filing cabinet in the corner of her classroom. The sounds of students hustling and bustling on their way to lunch niggling somewhere in the recesses of her mind that she was just barely aware of. God if he didn’t still just make the whole world disappear.

“Sure we can.” He replied cockily, removing his lips from hers and pushing back a curl that his hands raking through her hair had loosened from her clip. His touch soft and reverent, conflicting with his lips as they recaptured hers abruptly and his tongue roughly sought entrance to her mouth, pulling away only when there was no air left for them to share. “What with Jamie’s tummy ache last night we didn’t get to do this then either, and you know the more we do this the better our chances are.”

“Well that might not be strictly tru...” She was cut off by hot, open mouthed kisses being placed along her jaw, before steadily working their way along the neckline of her blouse. “Okay, you win, but not here.”

Reluctantly pushing his oh so talented mouth away from her skin she slipped around him, walking over to the classroom door and taking a look out into the now mostly empty hallways. Shutting the door she turned, shaking her head at him as he walked toward her, throwing him a seductive smile as she pointed behind him.

“The lock’s faulty, sometimes it doesn’t stick.” She answered his quizzical look by nodding over his shoulder at the supply closet. “In there.”

“This takes me back.” He laughed as she shut the door behind them, fumbling around for the draw string that would shine a pitiful yet much needed light on to the small but crowded closet.

“To what?” She gave him a triumphant smile as they were bathed into a murky yellow, and hopped up onto the small extra desk she’d stored in there, spreading her legs and pulling him to stand between them. Her hands immediately sought the skin beneath his long sleeved fitted t-shirt, gliding softly over his lower abs.

“Highschool,” He hissed a little at the feeling of hands on his skin. Her touch teasing at the waist band of his pants, her body arching against him as she leant up to kiss his jaw line. “Making out in the janitor’s closet.”

“You and I never made out in the janitor’s closet, buddy.” She wagged a faux stern finger in his face, giggling when he nipped it between his teeth before tugging at the hem of his shirt, signalling she wanted it off, and she wanted it off now.

“Eager aren’t we?” He teased as he complied with her request, pulling off his shirt and letting it fall to the floor.

“You’re the one who had me pressed up against the blackboard as soon as my last student left the room! If you don’t want to do this...” They both knew her words held no meaning as he deftly undid the buttons on her blouse and her nimble fingers quickly undid his belt, and began working on the buttons of his jeans.

“Oh I want to do this.” His large hands clasped around her smooth thighs, pushing up the material of her skirt so it sat uselessly around her waist, gripping tightly onto the taught skin he spread them further apart, pushing against her, proving his words.

It had been three weeks since Nathan had come to her with the idea of having another child, and in typical naley fashion it’d had been on her mind lately to. Her sister had come to visit, her precious one year old little girl in tow and Haley had fallen in love with the sight of the little one wrapping her older cousin around her pink chubby gorgeous little finger. Jamie had been a little put out about the idea of another child in their home at first, but a day into their trip and he’d become insistent on Maddie going everywhere he did. He knew she wasn’t old enough to play basketball – but she could watch and play with his old kiddie ball – after all at six years old he was way too big for it now, even if it did still hold prized place on the shelf above his bed, and when he’d asked Taylor if he could bring the baby into show and tell with him Haley had pretty much turned into a puddle of goo right there on the kitchen floor leaving the pancakes to burn on the stove.

They’d always spoken about having more children, even in the first few months of college when they were completely anal about using two forms of birth control at a time to avoid another teenage pregnancy they’d kept every piece of baby paraphernalia Jamie grew out of. Packaging it away safely, and thinking about that someday when they’d be ready to extend their family again. They knew they wanted at least one of each, a boy and a girl, a perfect blend of the best parts of each of them. Before they were married she used to lay in bed at night in the dark, alone with only the shadows for company, when she didn’t feel the need to pretend she wasn’t one of those girls who’d barely been a relationship any length of time before she was thinking about what their children would be called, and she’d allowed herself to indulge in a fantasy or two about what the future might bring. She’d wanted two boys, one that took after their father, one after her best friend, Scott brothers who’d do it right this time – best friends when it counted, and loving each from the start, and a little girl with her curls and Nathan’s eyes who was apple of her daddy’s eye, and had her brothers completely under her thumb.

Of course once she’d given him the nod to start trying Nathan had taken it as a licence to proposition her anyhow, anywhere. Not that she was complaining, she was weak against her husband’s advances at the best of times, and with the idea of their love making bringing about another beautiful baby she certainly didn’t need much persuading.

The bell rang just as their mouths swallowed the others moans as they came together, her heels digging into his bare buttocks as his head fell into the crock of her neck, the only sound in the room for a few moments was their heavy breaths mingling, before the sound of the classroom door clattering broke into their reverie as someone tried to enter against the lock.

“Damn kids.” He muttered into her hair as he drew himself away, pulling up his pants and watching her as she fixed her clothes.

“Quickies in the store closet are not so conducive with basking in the afterglow huh?” She joked slipping off the desk. “You stay here while I see who that is – I don’t have a class in this room now so I can probably get whoever it is to talk to me elsewhere. Wait a few minutes before you leave okay?”

He laughed slipping his shirt over his head as she called out to whoever was on the other side of the door that she’d just be a minute. “Why can’t I just go out there now – no one’s going to know.”

“We work in a highschool Nathan, not a kindergarten. Even if this wasn’t what we’d been doing, if someone found the two of us in a locked classroom that’s what they’re going to say we’d been doing and I’d rather not have to read about it in notes I confiscate today okay?”

She smiled tightly over her shoulder, her lip between her teeth as she eyed the door wondering who it could be – not sure whether a colleague or student was worse.

“Hey...” He stopped her in her movements to leave the closet and pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her. “We’ll find out soon huh?”

“What?” She asked, smiling up into his eyes.

“If we’re going to have a baby in nine months.” His eyes shone with excitement and she couldn’t help but feel disappointment. She was hopeful to, but knew the chances were slim they were pregnant already, she definitely didn’t feel pregnant.

Reaching up she ran her hands through his hair, standing on her tip toes to place a soft kiss on his lips.”Sweetie I really don’t think it’s happened yet...”

“But you never know.” He responded optimistically, and she fought against the feeling to get swept up in it, one of them had to realistic, they probably wouldn’t get pregnant for a while.

“No, you never know.” Kissing him quickly again she pulled out of his embrace. “Okay – ten minutes and then you can leave. I mean it, ten minutes or no more baby making for you this month! I’ll see you at home later! Love you!”

Month Two – October

“Aw baby, don’t be disappointed.” She cajoled him as she climbed into bed next to him, hooking a leg over his and laying her head on his chest. Sure she’d admit she’d been a little disappointed today when she’d gone to the bathroom at lunchtime and saw the tell tale redness in her panties, but she’d been expecting it. Maybe it was different for her because she knew she just hadn’t felt pregnant. Granted it had taken her a couple of months to realise she was pregnant the first time around, but she was 17 and had experience with pregnancy, but she’d known something was different, and nothing was feeling different yet this time around. “We’ve barely started trying.”

“You came off the pill two months ago.”

“And I was on it for....” She paused, and he watched her lips slide a little to the side and purse, the way they always did when she was concentrating, the way their son had come to mimic. “85 months, give or take.”

“That was fast math.” He laughed, impressed, relaxing against her touch as she drew delicate patterns on his chest.

“I’m very smart.” She nodded, winking up at him. “Babe I know you’re excited, I am too, but it’ll happen when it’s meant to happen. My body just needs time to readjust that’s all, the doctor did tell us it might take a while.”

He sighed but nodded his head in agreement, she had told him that was what the doctor had said when she’d taken Jamie in for a check-up and told their family doctor she wouldn’t be renewing her birth control prescription. He’d just never been the patient type, and knew he was ready to be a father again now, the nine month wait would be hard enough but waiting for that was killing him. They hadn’t tried to get pregnant before, it had just happened, and he still hadn’t quite wrapped his head around the idea that it couldn’t just happen again. It had been drummed into him since Dan had noticed he’d started noticing girls – wear a condom or the girl gets pregnant – well he wasn’t wearing condoms, and Haley wasn’t on anything, and she still wasn’t pregnant.

“What are you thinking?” She asked, untangling herself from him and settling onto her side of the bed, propping her head up with her hand so she could look down at him.

“That we’ve wasted a lot of money on condoms during our marriage.” He grumbled, and she let out a loud in response.

“Didn’t hear you complaining about the cost when I put those candy cane flavoured ones in your stocking last Christmas.” She raised an eyebrow at him, and watched the self satisfied smirk that crossed his handsome features as he remembered her dressed up in sexy Santa lingerie kneeling before him. Good times.

“Oh, they were worth the money.” He leered, and she smiled back.

“I’m glad you think so.” They were quiet for a moment as she switched off the lamp and they both snuggled beneath the covers, their bodies automatically moving toward each other.

“It’ll happen, Nathan, it has to. We make much too perfect children for it not too.” She promised him, falling further into his embrace as his arm tightened around her. “And in the mean time, we keep trying, we have fun with it. Come on, not having to worry about condoms, or double checking I remembered to take my pill that morning, we should be making most of it. Soon enough we’ll have a screaming baby, and a six year old who still doesn’t know how to knock, and is feeling a little put out by the attention bestowed on his younger brother or sister, and we’ll be wishing this time back.”

“I guess you’re right.” He told her, brushing away her hair and placing a soft kiss at the side of her neck. “So... you think we can have sex in your classroom again next week.”

“Oh my god no!” She respond, shaking her head to emphasise her point, “I’m convinced Turner knew exactly what we were doing, he’d come to talk to me about new books, and start going on about the code of ethics – my classroom’s a no baby making area from now on..”

“Damn...” He responded sleepily, the day catching up with him.

“But... there’s always your desk, I mean who else but the basketball coach would be in the boys locker room long after practice has ended.”

His eyes popped open from their sleepy state. Maybe she was right. They should be having fun with this. He wondered if there was a Halloween themed flavoured condom, after all there was no getting pregnant from a blow job and she’d really gone to town on the candy cane ones...

Month Three - November

“Mama! It’s not there!” Jamie’s voice rang loudly down the stairs and not for the first time Haley wondered how such a small child could have such a loud voice. Sharing a look with Deb who was sat at the counter painting her nails Haley laid the spoon she’d been using to stir the sauce.

“Think if I ignore him he’ll get the message I’m not going to respond to him hollering at me through the walls?” She asked her mother in law, waiting for the sound of little footsteps clattering down the stairs.

“Not likely.” Deb responded smiling as she blew on her nails. “His father never did.”

“Mooooooom!” Stomping his feet Jamie appeared in the door way of the kitchen, a scowl crossing his perfect features, not enjoying being ignored.

“James Lucas Scott, you’re a big boy now – you don’t whine like that.” Haley reprimanded, walking over and crouching down to her six year old levels. “What do you need?”

“You told me to wash up for dinner.” He stated and she nodded, smiling as she rubs at the dirt on his chubby cheek.

“Yes, I did, and I can see you haven’t done that.” She tweaked his nose and he squirmed in response. Obviously not in the mood to play.

“Because I can’t find it!”

“Find what baby?” She looked over her shoulder at Deb who shrugged, equally confused.

“My thing!”

“You’re going to need to use your words here sweetie.” Haley told Jamie as she stood up and walking back over to the stove and fiddled with the burner knobs.

“My basketball thing!”

“Your wash cloth?” Haley guessed, and Jamie let out an exasperated sigh, giving his mother a look that tells her she should have known that all along.

“Yes!!”

“Well, have you looked in the bathroom?”

“Uh hhuuhhh.”

“The downstairs one?” Deb suggested, and Jamie turned his disbelieving look onto her.

“I’m not silly, Grandma!”

“I guess Nanny Deb’s never going to catch on.” The older woman shook her head causing Haley to laugh before turning back to her son.

“Did you check Mommy and Daddy’s bathroom?”

“No...” He trailed off, and Haley pointed in the direction of the stairs.

“Well hop to it Jimmy-Jam, Daddy’ll be home soon and dinner’s nearly ready!”

“Mama?” Jamie’s voice broke into the light hearted conversation the women had been sharing for the past few minutes since he’d headed upstairs.

“Did you find it?” Haley asked, her back still turned to him as she kept an eye on the dinner.

“Uh huh...” He answered with a distracted tone that peaked his grandmother’s interest.

“What you got there Jamie?”

“Dunno.” The little boy pulled himself up on the seat next to his grandmother, and held the box for closer inspection, sounding out the beginning of the word. “Prrrr...eg...”

The wooden spoon clanged against the metal saucepan as Haley turned to look at her son, Deb smiling expectantly at her, while Jamie continued to stare quizzically.

“What is it, Mama?”

“Jamie, you know you’re not supposed to go through Mama and Daddy’s things!”

“I didn’t! I was washing up in your room and I needed my step!” He defended, referring to the little stool Nathan and Haley had put under their sink for him to use to reach the higher sink in their bathroom. “This fell out. I wasn’t looking I promise!”

“Okay, I’m sorry I said you were snooping.” She walked over, running a soothing hand over the top of his head, taking the box from his hand before pressing a kiss into his hair. Trying her best to ignore Deb’s expectant stare. “Why don’t you go play on your Wii until Daddy gets home okay?”

“Sweet!” He jumped down to the ground, all thoughts of the pregnancy test forgotten as he ran off to play before dinner, a rare luxury on school nights when it was home, homework, dinner, then play.

“So are you?!” Haley found herself surprised by Deb’s excitement. It wasn’t that she thought Deb would be unhappy to hear she had another grandchild on the way she just wasn’t expecting her to appear like she wanted one.

“No, I’m not pregnant.”

“Are you sure? Did you take the test?”

“I don’t need to take the test, Mom, I’m not pregnant. I was just at the store the other day and they were on offer so I bought a couple that’s all.”

“Why would you buy pregnancy tests whether they’re on offer or not unless... Oh my gosh! Are you trying?”

Haley bit lip before looking up with a sheepish smile, giving a small apologetic shrug. “Guilty.”

“Oh, Haley!” Standing up Deb walked over to Haley and shocked her by wrapping her up in a tight hug. “I’m so happy for you both!”

“You are?”

“Well of course I am!”

“It’s just, I mean, a minute ago you were annoyed Jamie called you Grandma I just...”

“Oh, that’s got nothing to do with me not wanting more grandchildren! I love being Jamie’s grandmother, you know that! I just don’t like being reminded that I’m old enough to be one! Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Oh it’s still early days, we didn’t really want anyone to know, we’re just...seeing what happens right now.” Pulling out of the older woman’s embrace Haley slipped the pregnancy test into her thankfully deep pockets.

“I’m not just anyone. If you ever need the place to yourself you just let me know and I’ll take Jamie out of your hair.” Deb nodded, sitting down, looking over excitedly. Mother in law sanctioned sex – Haley wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that. “Oh I hope you have a girl this time. What do you and Nathan want?”

“Oh, whichever, we’re just worrying about getting pregnant at the moment.”

“Worrying about?” Haley shook her head at Deb, and waived her hand dismissively.

“Wrong word. I mean we’re just trying right now, we haven’t really thought much about the b-a-b-y.” She spelt out, mindful of Jamie being only in the next room, granted he could spell the word baby easily now, but he was less likely to pick up on it over the drone of his video game this way.

“Hey Mom,” Nathan slipped in the back door, dropping his gym bag on the floor as he greeted his mother, before walking over to his wife and dropping a quick kiss on her lip. “Hey Baby.”

Haley rolled her eyes good naturedly as she noticed Deb’s eyes sparkle at the word baby.

“What’s going on?” He asked noticing the interaction as he grabbed a piece of garlic bread that Haley had left cooling on the side.

“Dad come play with me!” Jamie’s voice rang out into the room.

“I’ll tell you later, go play with your son.” Nodding at his wife’s order Nathan moved to do just that when Deb stopped him.

“No, you two stay here, I’ll go play with Jamie, in fact, the spaghetti will keep right, Haley?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess...”

“Great – Jamie, how about McDonalds for dinner?”

“Can I, Mom?” Jamie bounded into the room looking eager, his video game abandoned in favour of junk food.

“I don’t know...”

“Please Mama,” Closing the distance he wrapped his small arms around her waist, burying his head into her, “Please, Please, Please!”

“Oh, alright. Go on!”

“Great! C’mon Jamie let’s go get your coat – let mommy and daddy have some alone time. You kids have fun!” Nathan watched confused as his mom hustled his son out of the room, barely giving him time to say goodbye as she winked at them over her shoulder. “Maybe we’ll go see a movie after – and we’ll call before we come back. We’ll definitely call.”

“What was that?” He asked his wife.

“I think your Mom just told us to go make a baby.”

“What?” Nathan laughed, choking on the drink he’d just swallowed. “How did she...”

“Your son found this in our bathroom.” Haley answered putting the test on the table. “He asked me what it was in front of your mom. Her reaction was similar to yours.”

Nathan, also, had jumped on the notion of Haley being pregnant when she bought the tests, and one of the reasons she’d been so quick and adamant to tell Deb she wasn’t pregnant was that with very little persuasion he’d convinced her to take one the night she’d bought them. After all they were trying.

“Ah.”

“Yeah... she seems quite excited by the idea.”

“Well, why wouldn’t she be, she’s been on at me to give Jamie a sibling since she moved back to Tree Hill.” Haley looked over at Nathan surprised.

“She has? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, when she moved home things were just starting to go right for us again, I didn’t want to rock the boat.” She walked over to where he was sat, standing behind him and wrapping her arms around him, laying her head against his back.

“I love you, you know, a little more every single day.”

“Yeah?” He unhooked her arms so he could turn and look at her.

“Yeah.” She moved between his legs as their lips met, tongues mingling. “mmm, let’s go upstairs.”

“They said they’d call… what’s wrong with right here? Bun in the oven made in the kitchen, sounds good to me.” She shook her head and giggled at his words, all the while keeping her lips attached to his, having Deb know their secret might not be so bad after all!

Month Four - December

Smiling as she listened to Jamie rattle off his Christmas list to his Grandpa Jimmy she slipped out of the room and walked down the hall, passing Nathan, Deb and her mother laughing in the dining room as she made her way upstairs and into her bedroom, walking to the back of her closet and taking the box that contained Nathan’s Christmas present from its hiding place. Sitting down on the floor of the spacious walk-in she took the lid off of the box and smiled softly at the hand knitted booties that lay inside. She’d slaved over those, a stolen stitch now and then when no one was around, having lost her place too many times to count when she’d thrown them under a pillow or into a drawer when someone had walked in on her, but they were finally finished. Perfect. She’d spent the past four months telling Nathan that there was no rush, it would happen when it happened, and she believed that, really she did, it was just... she was really hoping it would be this month. She’d had it all planned out, the hand knitted booties, the gift box tied with a perfect ribbon, and the positive pregnancy test laying inside. Trying her best to squash her disappointment she pushed the booties aside and pulled out the watch she’d purchased the day before when her period had arrived and she realised her plot was flawed and she’d need another main present for him, she’d been putting off buying anything big; had foolishly thought she’d jinx herself if she did.

“Hales?”

“Don’t come in!” She called, pushing the box beneath a pile of clothes and pushing to her feet.

“Why are you hiding up here?”

“I’m not hiding, I’m wrapping presents.”

“My present?” His eyes twinkled and she shrugged leaning against the closet door.

“Maybe.”

He stalked across the room, and she dove across the doorway trying to stop in entering. “Nathan!”

“Oh so you are wrapping my present, let me see!”

“It’s two days till Christmas you can see then!” She pleaded; standing stretched across the door, knowing if he really wanted he could pick her up and move her out of the way with little effort.

“What do I get to tide me over?” He smirked, his eyes making a blatant perusal of his body.

“My god, I swear, you’re worse than our six year old! Don’t look!” She warned as she went back into the closet to hide his gift and he sat down on the edge of the bed and continued to talk to her.

“He’s added something else to his wish list.”

“Who has?”

“Our six year old.” He answered obviously, as she came back into the room, walking over and straddling his lap, her arms snaking around his neck, and his around her waist, slipping beneath her red sweater and stroking at her back.

“What does he want now? Because I think he’s already getting enough, but if you disagree you’re braving Toys R Us on Christmas eve alone I can tell you now!”

“We can’t pick this up at Toys R Us.” He told her leaning back so he was laid on his back across their bed, guiding her to lay on top of him and kissing her. It started softly but quickly escalated into something more, her sweater pulled up over her head and landing somewhere across the room, her black tank top on its way to joining it.

“Bub where’s your....” Lydia popped her head through the open door, laughing at what she found. “Never mind I’ll find it myself. I’ll just shut this door for you – Oh Jamie! I think your Mom and Dad are making a start on that present for you...”

“What is she talking about?” Haley asked, pushing herself up so she was sat straddling Nathan’s waist, before he guided her off of him and onto the bed.

“That’s what I came upstairs to tell you,” He looked at her for a moment before continuing, he knew despite the patience she always told him to have she was just as disappointed each month to discover they weren’t pregnant, and knew she’d feel the added pressure from his revelation that he’d felt when he heard it. “Jamie wants a baby brother.”

“Oh.” Her thoughts immediately went to those knitted booties in the closet pushed away under her shoes.

“Hales, I know you said it’d take a while, and I’m trying to be patient here, I am, but let’s face it patience has never been something I have a lot of. How long’s a while?”

She smiled softly at him, cupping his face in her hands and stroking her thumb lightly over his jaw line, she could see how much he wanted her to be pregnant, could feel it in the way lately his hands always sought out her stomach, he’s become completely fixated with it. They’d be watching TV after Jamie had gone to bed and he’d shift her out of his arms so he could lay with his head resting there. “You know what; next month’s a new year, a new start. I’ll have a look into things and see if maybe there’s something we can try to...help things along a little bit, I don’t think we need to worry yet but there’s no harm trying a few things at home.”

Month Five – January

“No,” She panted as his hands gripped onto her sweat slicken hips holding her above him and guiding her pace.

“No?” He looked up at her shocked, no what? She’d never said no during sex before – well maybe no don’t stop but this definitely sounded more like a no – do stop!

“The book says not to do it with me on top.” She pushed her hands from her hips and pushed away from his chest, moving to climb off of him.

“What Hales – C’mon – One last time.”

“Last time?” She laughed, moving off him and turning around, shaking her butt a little as she winked at him over her shoulder. “We’ll do plenty of times again I promise you – besides, you’ve never complained about this position before.”

Lining himself up behind her he knew she was right, the view of her tattoo as he moved inside of her, his hands having access to any part of her body, this was definitely a favourite, but tonight he’d wanted her moving above him, taking control, looking up watching her face and body react to feel of himself of her. “New underwear, no you on top, no blow jobs...”

“You’re the one who wanted to take this baby making business seriously Nathan, and saliva kills sperm, I promise, the day we find out we’re pregnant I’ll give you the best blow job you’ve ever received okay?” She laughed a throaty seductive laugh as she clenched around him, turning his whine into a guttural moan.

“Better than last Christmas?” he murmured into her ear as he leant forward massaging her breasts in time with his thrusts.

“Uh huh,” She moaned arching her back into him. “I promise.”

“Hard promise to keep babe.”

“I always keep my promises.” He kissed her shoulder, silently agreeing, She always kept her promises, it was true, that was why he knew they’d have another baby, she’s promised him as much and he believed her, trusted in her. The past five months had been frustrating. If you’d told him before this whole baby making race that he’d ever question guaranteed sex with his gorgeous wife at least once a day he’d have laughed in your face, but he didn’t think the consuming disappointment he felt every month when Haley told him they hadn’t gotten pregnant was worth that guarantee. He so desperately wanted to have another child, to watch his wife’s body swell and change as the baby grew, for them to enjoy it all in a way they’d been to scared to the first time, and explain to Jamie what was happening and watch his excitement grow. He couldn’t wait to hold the baby in his arms and feel that amazing rush of love he’d experienced the first time he held Jamie. His family was the most important thing in his life, his biggest achievement bar none, and once he’d gotten the idea in his head that it was finally time to have more children he couldn’t get it out of his head. He’d just never thought it’d be such hard work!

“Okay, pass me the pillow.” Haley smiled brightly over at him as she lay at the head of the bed, her legs propped up against the headboard, her butt raised as she motioned for him to slip the pillow beneath.

“And how long do you have to lie like this?” He asked sceptically as he watched her hold what appeared to be a very uncomfortable position.

“15-30 minutes.”

“And I’m supposed to do what?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” She turned her head to look at him where he was stood awkwardly next to his side of the bed. “Keep me company - Talk to me – at the very least get into bed.”

“Sorry.” He told her laying down on side of the bed, his head level with her hips.

“Why are you apologising?”

“I don’t know, I just don’t like that you have to be uncomfortable in all this. “

“Trust me, I was not at all uncomfortable in anything we just did, and this... well, it’s not that bad, especially with you distracting me. Tell me what you and Jamie did today while I was with Lucas.” She asked him, knowing the time would fly best for both of them talking about their pride and joy.

Month Six - February

They’d done some really sweet and romantic things over the years for each other, but this Valentine’s Day had the potential to be the most romantic of all, provided the next three minutes went the way they were both hoping.

It was absurd really, that with all their trying, and obsessing, and dreading the moment she’d completely missed the fact that her period was two days late until he’d brought it up with her. Of course now she couldn’t stop thinking about it, and from the looks he kept shooting her neither could he. Why did they decide to wait until Jamie went to bed to take the test?

“Do you think you are?” Nathan asked her as they sat in the living room, mindlessly watching the TV as Jamie played nearby, his voice low and hushed in her ear.

“I don’t...” She trailed off, shrugging; she’d been wondering the same all day. She’d been so sure when she fell pregnant she’d know it. Feel it. But now the possibility was looming she wasn’t exactly sure what she was feeling. “Maybe.”

“That’s good right?” He asked, excitement gleaming in his eyes as he held her against him, both their hands lying on her stomach. “You’ve been saying all these months that you just didn’t feel pregnant, so if you don’t know that you’re not you probably are...”

“Nathan, please don’t get excited over this, not until we know.” An uncomfortable feeling twisted in her stomach, and a wave of nausea washed over her. Morning sickness? Or maybe just apprehension that in a couple of hours she’d pee on a stick and break her husband’s heart.

“You’re late,” He’d told her walking into her classroom earlier that day, her only response being to turn and look at the clock behind her. “You are right?”

“Late for...” She’d wrinkled her brow in confusion as he stood on the opposite of her desk, a hopeful look in his eye as his weight rested on his hands leaning forward to look at her. Inspecting her closely as if looking for something.

“You know...” He’d insisted and she’d shook her head, completely baffled by his apparent excitement. “What date is it?”

“The fourtee... Oh.” She’d looked down at her open day planner shocked. How the hell had she missed that?

“Know what, Mama?” Jamie piped up from his place on the floor, his toy cars abandoned in favour of watching his parents with interest. “Daddy?”

“Grown up things, Sweetie.” Haley spoke up before giving Nathan a chance to respond. She didn’t trust him not to tell Jamie what exactly they were waiting to find out. From day one he’d wanted to tell Jamie, get him excited for the idea of a new sibling, but Haley could barely stand watching Nathan’s disappointment each month along with her own, having Jamie feel that way too she knew was just too much for heart to bare. Then there was always the prospect that he wouldn’t like the idea. Sure he’d been after a sibling around Christmas time, but he’d more so quickly on from the idea Haley was pretty sure her Mom had been the one adding it to her son’s Christmas list instead of Jamie himself. She knew he’d be an amazing big brother, but he’d been spoiled for attention in their family for the past six years and she thought it was best not to risk the upset until she knew for sure she was pregnant.

“Bo-ring. You guys are always doing grown up things.” He pouted, forgetting his toys in favour or climbing up onto the sofa next to his parents, his pout turning into a bright smile. “Can I have ice-cream?”

“After that big dinner you just ate – you’re going to get a big belly mister!” She teased, tickling at his stomach causing him to squirm against her.

“Miss Johnson’s got a big belly!” He said of his teacher, causing Nathan to shake his head, giving Haley a look to say look what you’ve started.

“That’s not nice to say, Jam.”

“It’s cause she’s having a baby, Dad!” The little boy stated obviously, jumping off the sofa and barrelling excitedly toward the kitchen. Nathan’s eyes darting to Haley’s stomach at the word pregnant, smiling at her when he noticed her hand had moved to rest on it at the word also. She returned the smile shakily, feeling unhinged at hearing her son talk about a pregnancy, wondering if he’d take her own so easily in his stride. “Ice cream please!”

“One scoop – and only if you promise to go to bed and stay at bedtime.” Nathan winked conspiratorially at Haley as he followed Jamie out into the kitchen, asking him what story he wanted read to him at bedtime that night.

“Fast asleep?” Nathan asked, sitting on their bed as Haley walked into the room after saying her goodnights to Jamie. He’d read him a story before the sleepy young one had asked his Mom to come and tuck him in.

“Out for the count.” She agreed, turning to walk back out of the room.

“Wait – where are you going?”

“Uh, downstairs, for a cup of coffee and to watch that movie your mom rented...”

“Aren’t you going to...?” He motioned towards the en-suite and she sighed, walking further into the room and sitting on the bed. Okay, maybe the whole coffee and movie thing had actually been procrastination, but she had a feeling the unknown would be a more comforting place than the reality.

“Right now?”

“You said after Jamie went to bed.”

“And he’s just gone to bed, Nathan, he might wake up, let’s just wait and see that he’s settled, come and watch the movie with me.”

“Hales, c’mon, please.” He begged her, looking so much like their child when he begged for something as he pleaded with her. “Let’s just find out. It can be your valentine’s gift to me.”

“Okay, first of all, I already gave you a shirt this morning, and secondly, I never, ever, thought you’d ask me for a gift that involved peeing.” She threw him a look over her shoulder as she walked into the bathroom, taking a test out from under the sink and placing it on the counter, glancing needlessly over the instructions. Sitting down and pulling down her underwear she let out a shaky breath, thinking of how the tearing sensation in her stomach during dinner hadn’t be nerves after all as she stared at the spots of blood.

“That was quick.” Nathan spoke up as she left the bathroom, and she found it a little disconcerting that he’d been sat staring at the bathroom door while she peed. “How long do we have to wait?”

“Oh, at least another 28 days.” She tried to keep things light as he stared on perplexed, as she sat down next to him, picking up his arm and putting it over her shoulder, staring up into his confused yet still hopeful eyes as she reached up and combed her fingers through his hair. “I got my period.”

“Oh.” His face fell, his body sagging momentarily as he looked into her concerned eyes. The worried look only making him feel worse still, she was worried about him, nervous to tell him, but she was going through this too, he should be the strong one for her sake, not the other way around. “Are you okay?”

“Sure.” She nodded, laying head on his shoulder and moving closer into side, silently telling him to hold her tighter. “I’m so sorry, Nathan.”

“What for? Baby it’s not your fault. We’ll keep trying.”

“Yeah...”

“You said there were other tips in that book right, things we haven’t tried yet.” He suggested, not wanting to think about the other option of doctors and tests. Refusing to admit fault may lie with either of them.

“Yeah, there’s more.”

“So we try more.” He kissed the top of her head and hugged her tight, “C’mon, we’ll go watch that stupid romance movie of yours, I might even rub your feet.”

“Mmm, that sounds nice.” She agreed, turning her head up until her lips met his.

“Do you need a heating pad for your stomach or anything?” He asked, and she felt like crying at how sweet he was being, knowing how disappointed he felt.

“No, thank you, I just need you.”

continued here

Déjà Vu

Sat, 24 May 2008 16:57:54 GMT

Déjà Vu
by Molly

She looks around the crowded bar taking in all of the locals and sighing running a manicured hand through her dark wavy hair. Its been five long years since she has been here. Five long years since she even acknowledged that Tree Hill was her hometown. Nope, she was a New Yorker now. She had always heard that you had to have lived for ten years to call yourself a true New Yorker but she figured the fact that she had barely left there since she was eighteen allowed her to up her status. In fact if she hadn’t been begged by her best friend to come home for his wedding she may never have left at all. Well and the fact that her boyfriend of three years had managed to carry on ongoing affair and she needed a reprieve. Maybe coming home would have her enjoying more than a wedding. So here she was dressed to the nines in a freaking dive bar in Tree Hill North Carolina. Her friend who was so desperate to have her here decided to ditch her in favor of spending time with his future in laws. Stupid him being a nice guy. Oh well she figures she can find something fun to do in this dive and if not at least she can get rip roaring drunk. Now that would surely shock everyone. The shy little tutor in thick make up and a slutty outfit doing shots of tequila. Dear lord that could make the front page. Oh well only a few more days and her happy ass would be on a plane back to civilization. Now she just needed something to take the edge off. In more ways than one.

She saunters up to the bar grabbing a seat and flashing her sweetest smile to the tall dark and handsome bartender. Hmm Owen is his name. He sounds like he may be just what she needs to play with. He looks up at her drinking her in and offers her a sly smile like he is reading her thoughts.

“What can I get you?” he asks. Clearly aware of her mission smiles and says “Tequila, Patron and just give me the whole bottle.”

Owen happily hands it over along with a shot glass and a tray of limes watching with an amused expression as the brunette downs shot after shot. Life in Tree Hill just got a bit more entertaining.

She continued to down shot after shot unaware of a pair of crystal blue eyes in the corner staring holes into her. He sat there watching her bring the shot glass to her full plump lips. He involuntarily licked his own as he watched her fling her wavy hair behind her shoulders revealing a long graceful neck and he could just imagine what it would taste like underneath his own mouth. He followed the path down to the rest of her body. She was wearing a tight low cut black top that displayed a healthy amount of cleavage. He bet that would taste good too. The trail then led to the short miniskirt she was wearing that barely covered a silky pair of toned legs that he could only imagine would squeeze the life out of him. She was laughing at everything the meathead bartender was saying. Man if only he could get her to look this way. He would definitely make it worth her while and that bartender would have to make nice with himself in the supply room. He looks down at his beer and realizes that soon he will need a refill and he smiles arrogantly to himself. This party was about to really start. Little Miss Hard Body would be his by the end of the night and going by the way she is knocking back the drinks it may be sooner than he thinks.

Back at the bar she kept drinking slowly leaving the heartache behind. Tonight was not about heartache, tonight was about desire and the fact that she hadn’t had a proper orgasm in two years had her itching in more ways than one. Her new buddy Owen may just be the one to scratch that itch. Visions of him taking her on the bar with bottles crashing everywhere run through her mind getting her hot and bothered. Her hopes are soon dash once he starts blabbering on about some nameless redhead who has his heart.

“Give me a break Owen. Love doesn’t exist.” she said. “The only guarantees in life are heartache and alcohol and both can screw you over before you can say die.”

Owen rolled his eyes amused by the petite girl’s ramblings. Letting her go he glanced up to see one of his regular customers making his way to the bar. Thais guy was a known player and Owen couldn’t help but chuckle when said guy made his way over to the half drunk brunette. The blue eyed man spotted his prey looking out towards the dance floor her wavy hair falling against her shoulders and her eyes closed as her hand absently ran down her chest in time with an old U2 song coming from the jukebox. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as he made his way to the bar. As he got closer and she opened her eyes he was taken aback. He knew those eyes. Those eyes had been ingrained in his memory for a long time. Shaking his head he realized that she didn’t recognize him at all. This may just work in his favor.

She looked up into this tall dark and handsome man’s eyes and felt her body heat up at the intense way he was staring at her. Maybe Owen could be left alone she thought. Hell yeah, the nameless redhead can have him I will take Mr. Blue Eyes. She looked up at him and grabbed his hand pulling him to the dance floor. She turned with her back facing him and attached her lower body to his, She could feel just how happy he was to be dancing with her and knew he was just what she needed to forget all about her ex and all about New York at least for one night. She continued dancing as his hands started to roam over her torso. She leaned back and he let his hands have free reign over her body. Tonight as about letting go and taking chances and he sure knew what he was doing. She leaned more into him as the music grew louder encompassing them completely and blocking out the rest of the world. She couldn’t get close enough to him. Something about him just made her want him to take all of her and she didn’t even know his name. However there was something so familiar about the way he touched her. She couldn’t place what it was though. Shaking these thoughts out of her head she continued to slowly grind into him growing hotter by the minute.

He leaned down buried his nose into her hair and smelled the sweet aroma of peaches and if possible he was more turned on. She was thinner than he remembered but she still had curves to kill for and as he got bolder he was rediscovering every turn of her body. He got bold and ran his hands further up her torso cupping her full breasts, Damn he thought to himself they have actually gotten bigger. He finally couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted, hell he needed to taste her. So he whirled her around catching her as she came in direct contact with his chest. He stared down at her and realized that her eyes still held the same innocence they did years before. But there was something else there as well. Hunger, passion and lust.

Their looks soon turned to staring neither breaking the moment. Finally he took her face in his hands and hungrily pressed his lips to hers immediately slipping his tongue in her mouth and tasting the sweetness he found. His hands left her face and roughly grabbed her ass pulling her into him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and devoured him as hard as she could. After macking for awhile both realized that they soon had an audience of Tree Hill’s not so finest.

“Hey, you wanna get out of here?’” he asked in a low gravelly voice.

All she could do was nod her head yes. Without another word he grabbed her hand and led her out of the crowded bar. They could barely keep their hands off of one another. His arms were wrapped around her waist as he left hot open mouth kisses along her neck, She ran her hands through his hair and neither realized when that they had made it to his car until he had her pinned up against it. He ran his hands through her hair as he kissed her hard on the mouth. God he always loved her hair. The waves that fell around her face made her even more beautiful if that was a t all possible,. She ran her hands up the back of his shirt feeling the tight muscles of his back caressing and massaging them. An act in itself that nearly led to his undoing.

After making into the car and storming down the road she still couldn’t detach herself from him. She had managed to make it across the console and into his lap straddling him as he drove. Once in place she began to lavish his neck with kisses as he expertly drove with one hand and used the other to sneak up her skirt. He could feel just how hot she was and couldn’t resist feeling even more, He slipped one finger inside of her searching for that elusive bundle of nerves. Once it was found he began to massage it until he heard her moaning into his neck.

Once they finally reached their destination she managed to detach herself from him long enough to get out of the car. In the cool of the night she realized just what she was doing and a newfound shyness came over her when she looked into his blue eyes. He noticed her change and leaned down and grabbed her hand.

“We don’t have to do anything,” he said,” I can take you home.” The sincerity in his eyes told her she needed to know. “Nope, I wanna do this, believe me” she assured him. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face as he leaned down to give a long slow kiss that left them both breathless. He was able to make it to the door of his family’s beach house without much distraction. He knew if he didn’t get her inside the house soon and himself inside of her he would explode. As soon as he slammed the door behind him he attacked her lips once more pushing her up against the kitchen counter. He lifted her up and wrapped her tiny legs around him, The sensation of her pressed so intimately against him had him groaning in pleasure. She restarted her assault on his neck as he massaged her silk covered ass and placed wet kisses on her jaw.

Taking a breath he glanced over her shoulder and saw exactly the perfect place for them to be. The balcony. Grasping onto her tightly he moved them to the door leading to the outside.

Giggling she says “Hey there baby, where are we going?”

“Well I figured since its such a nice night we can take the fun outside.”

“Sounds good to me,” she replies kissing him hard on the mouth.

The kiss leaves him weak and he almost doesn’t make it out the door. Once he is outside he sits her on the patio table still kissing the hell out of her. Her hands instantly find the buttons of his shirt working feverishly to get them unbuttoned. Once she achieves her goal she runs her hands over his taut chest and abs victoriously grinning from ear to ear as he moans from her touch. She slides the shirt off his body and brings his head down for another kiss.

“It seems like someone his overdressed,” he smiles as he reaches down to the bottom hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head. He lets out a long whistle as he sees that she is not wearing a bra. Her full breasts were heaving in time with her heavy breathing. She looks up at him hooded eyes and squeals in delight when he reaches out and takes her breasts in his hands. He caresses her leaning down to fully envelope one breast and then the next. Lightly biting and tugging each nipple. She threw her head back in ecstasy before grabbing him by his belt and pulling him to her. Once she did she began to make quick work of removing it. Once it was removed she reached her hand into his pants grasping his throbbing erection and gasping at the sheer size of it. Shockwaves of anticipation and familiarity ran through her body. Pushing herself off of the patio table she positioned herself on her knees in front him unzipping his pants the rest of the way pushing them and his boxer briefs down to the hard cement of the balcony. His eyes rolled back into his head as she kissed a trail from his belly button down her fingers scraping through the light patch of fuzz that led to the place he wanted her to be. Before he knew it she had taken him completely into her mouth. As she began to lick and suck up and down his cock he brought his hands to thread through her hair.

“Damn baby that feels so fucking good.”

Spurned on by his words she began to take him faster slowly licking the underside of his shaft before deep throating him completely. Feeling him bucking against her mouth she sucked him harder until she could hear a low guttural moan coming from as he emptied everything into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed everything down savoring every last drop.

He pulled her up to her feet and pulled her flush against him their bare chests slammed tightly against one another. He wrapped his arms completely around her and brought his lips to her kissing her desperately. He picked her up and sat her back on the patio table.

“Now its my turn to taste you,” he whispered huskily into her ear sending shivers up and down her spine. He bent down an lifted up her skirt eagerly removing her silky under wear and throwing them over his shoulder as he placed her legs around his neck. He placed hot wet kisses up her thighs nipping at the skin on his way to her hot wet center. Once there his tongue sought out her heat licking deep long strokes over it. She threw her head back in delirious pleasure as she held his face tightly between her legs moaning and screaming not caring that they were outdoors with houses a few hundred yards away. The sensations he brought forth as he attached his mouth around her bundle of nerves had her seeing explosions of light as she shuddered into his mouth.

He lapped her juices up as he enjoyed the way her tiny body continued to shudder.

Picking her up off the table and throwing her over his shoulder he barreled into his house laughing as he heard her giggling with delight. Her laugh was like music to his ears. Once he reached his bedroom he shoved open his door and playfully dropped her on his king sized bed. He eyed her hungrily and pounced on her without hesitation. He quickly removed her skirt and stepped back admiring her completely naked form. Her long wavy brown hair fell over her shoulders and lightly traced her full perky breasts. Her flat stomach and curvy hips which led to her toned legs had him drooling.

In a voice thick with lust he declared, “My god you are gorgeous.”

“Well then quit talking about it and come over here and show me just how gorgeous you think I am,” she winked at him.

He almost too eagerly ran to her and turned her over and paced her on all fours. He positioned himself behind her and entered her in one swift thrust. Both screamed out in pleasure and he squeezed his eyes shut at how tight she was. He grasped her hips and began to pound into her in long deep strokes. She threw her head back and her hands sought out his head. He obliged her and kissed her hard on the lips as she tilted her head to the side. He fisted her hair as he slid into her inch by delectable inch. He leaned completely forward his front to her back. He licked a path form her neck down as his hand sought out her clit. He tugged and pinched it in time with his thrusts. She screamed “Harder …go ..harder.”

He listened and began to pound into her even harder than he was. Nearing his peak he flipped her over and began to pound into her as she wrapped her legs tightly around him. He drove deeper and deeper into her as he wrapped his arms totally around her resting his face into her neck. He couldn’t wait any longer so he leaned up and kissed her with everything he had. She kissed back digging her heels into his ass and meeting him thrust for delicious thrust. Soon her climax washed over her violently surprising them both. When she started to milk him he could no longer hold out and quickly followed her into an indescribable nirvana of pleasure.

Sated he rolled over to his back ad he pulled her to him so that half of her gorgeous body lay across his. As he laid feather light kisses to her head and neck both became completely relaxed and faded into a deep content sleep.

Five Years Earlier

“Dammit Luke I don’t why you insisted that I come with you to this train wreck of a party. You know how I feel about the host.”

“Haley he is really making an effort, plus its grad night and I know you need to let loose Miss Valedictorian.”

“Fine I will but the minute he starts in I am gone.”

“Fair enough.”

Later that night after doing way too many tequila shots with Brooke and Peyton, Haley found herself in a room with a person she hated. Nathan Scott. Well hate is a strong word. At this point in the night as a result of the alcohol and blind curiosity she was seeing him in a new light. He stared at her form across his room where he had laid her on his bed watching to make sure she didn’t get sick. She had always intrigued him. Her quirky personality and sarcastic humor had challenged him and turned him on. Not too mention her tight curvy body that she hid under baggy clothes and ugly ass ponchos peaked his interest as well. He loved getting her worked up because when he did she would start in on one of her rants and her heavy bust would heave leaving him hard and horny. Oh the things he would to her if he could. And tonight was his opportunity. He crossed the room and kissed her hard on the mouth. She was hesitant at first but soon kissed him back with just as much fervor. Stepping back from him she lifted her shirt up and over her head. He sat there in shock at the sight of her full breasts straining against her bra. He knew she was a virgin and didn’t want to push her. He placed his hands on either side of her face and looked intently into the chocolate orbs.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

The sincerity in his eyes told her all she needed . She nodded and he placed her gently on the bed.

The next morning Haley woke up still entangled in Nathan’s arms. She took a minute and rubbed her hand down his face. He had been so gentle with her stopping every few moments to ask her if she was alright. It had been the most amazing night of her life but she knew that was all she got. She was leaving later that day for New York. She kissed his jaw and slowly exited the bed pulling on her clothes. She left a note next to him on the bed and quickly left his room.

Nathan woke up a short time later with a smile on his face. Last night had been the best night of his life and he couldn’t wait to repeat it this morning. He reached over for the brunette next to him only to find an empty spot. He sat up and found the note. He opened it up and read the simple word “Love”. Frustrated he closed his eyes and fell back onto the bed.

Present day.

He woke up and pulled her even closer to him than she was. She woke up and looked deep into his eyes.

He looked at her and said “So did it hurt as bad this time around?”

“Nope, Nathan it was even better than I remembered.”

“You remembered me?” he asked.

“Of course,” she replied.

“I thought you regretted sleeping with me the first time.”

“No,” she corrected. “You were perfect.”

“Good,” he replied, “because you have been on my mind for five years Haley.”

“Really?” she asked shocked.

“Yep and I know I cant wait another five years to do that again.”

“Me either” she replied, “We have lots of time to make up for.”

“Yes we do,” he grinned kissing her sensually on the mouth.

New York wasn’t home. she could see that now. It had been Tree Hill all along and maybe, just maybe it had more to do with the man beside her than the actual place. Smiling, she looked at him and thought, maybe Nathan was her home.

Nathan looked down at the smiling girl in his arms and felt for the first time in five years that maybe he could finally find true happiness. If Haley were here every morning like this he was sure that happiness would never leave him. One thing he was certain of he wasn’t going to let her sneak away this time.

Coming out of her morning reverie Haley threw her naked body on top of his naked body and said, “We better get started”

He returned her grin and kissed her smack on the lips sighing with happiness as they began again.

The only sounds heard that morning were the sounds of lovers becoming reacquainted with each other bringing hope for a new tomorrow.

Symphony

Sat, 24 May 2008 08:24:45 GMT

Symphony
by Mel

What is a song? Is it notes strung together to create melodies? Is it chords and harmonies, joined between voice and instrument?

Or is it something more?

Is it the way he looks at you across the dinner table, the reflection of candlelight in his eyes? Is it the way he takes your hand as you cross the street, pulling you to his side, his thumb rubbing softly along the back of your hand? Or is it the way the butterflies flutter in your stomach whenever he says your name? Whether it’s on a soft, slow breath, or an excited shout, his lips forming your name has always been one of your favorite sounds.

Your fingers dance along the keys, black and white, a contrast of color and sound. You feel at home here, your feet stretched to reach the brass pedals, this house brings you comfort. He is in every song you write, every lyric and note, and you know that his love has made your songs.

Music has always been in you, has always been an outlet for your emotions, whether they be happy or sad, joyful or reflective, quiet or allusive. The piano is your haven, a place to find solace and company. As a child you spent many hours at your family’s piano, the pedals far from your reach, the black veneer worn in spots along the top.

You learned how to play from your father, your music coming through him. He’d sit at the piano for hours with you, stretching your tiny hands across the keys to form chords. You could feel all the potential the piano held, the possibilities it could create. Your father would play old Beatles tunes, songs from Motown, and you would sit beside him humming the harmonies as he sang the melodies. None of your other brothers and sisters really understood what the music held for you. You’re not sure you even understand it now. But you know you could never leave the music again.

Your piano now gleams brightly in your well decorated living room, the pictures of your family smiling from book shelves and fireplace mantels. They are your inspiration, the people, your family, and writing songs for them seems to be the only tribute you can find in you. The notes fall together, a strand of melodies, and you hum in time, unsure of the words to fill the spaces, to do justice to your feelings.

Finding the tune has never been the problem, the notes have always seemed to come naturally to you, as if you can say everything you are feeling in perfect rhythm. But the words are harder, your mind reeling with thoughts of love and disappointment, happiness and loneliness. Life has been harder lately, his accident putting a strain on the family.

You can still remember Lucas’ frantic phone call, his voice strained and panicked as he told you to meet them at the hospital, that Nathan was hurt. Your heart had dropped to your feet, your mind crashing with a million different thoughts. You grabbed Jamie, throwing a sweatshirt on his sleeping form, before shrugging on a jacket of your own. The drive to the hospital felt like the longest of your life, the streetlights mocking you with their brilliant red.

By the time you had arrived, Jamie was awake, your rabid driving likely the cause. The next thing you remember is the doctors talking to you, explaining that Nathan’s spinal cord had been pierced by a piece of broken glass, that while they believed he would be able to walk again with rehabilitation, they didn’t know if he would ever be able to be back to the NBA level. You had looked through the glass door, saw Nathan lying unconscious and pale from his surgery, saw his hair dark against the white pillow.

When you think back to that time, think about the severity of the situation, the depression that settled over Nathan as his dreams came crashing around him, your heart clutches. His accident had damaged them all, in varying ways, and now they had broken free of the dark cloud, a stronger family then before.

Your son breaks your thoughts now, his footsteps bouncing above you, where he’s playing in his room. You see so much of yourself in him, his general curiosity and penchant for questions, and yet you see so much of Nathan mirrored in his blue eyes and spark of mischief. You love him so much, seeing yourself and Nathan in him.

Your fingers move blindly along the keys, trying out notes, chords, melodies. You’ve been back in the studio, Red Bedroom Records’ studios, and you know this is the most personal your music has ever been. You’ve grown a lot over the last 6 years, you’re more sure of yourself, more confident in who you are and you know your music is more personal now. It reflects more of you, the emotions you are feeling, the experiences you’ve shared.

The footsteps echo now, thundering down the stairs and then he’s beside you, his little arms around you, his fingers mimicking yours to where they are stretched on the keys. It reminds you so much of childhood memories with your father, and you miss him, right down to your bones. You squeeze him back, moving him onto your lap, laying your fingers on his. Together you play a simple tune, a familiar song that has Jamie singing along in the voice he clearly inherited from his father. You hum along, allowing Jamie the moment to sing contentedly, as only a five year old really can.

Jamie grins up at you, and you see Nathan in his smile, those early morning grins he gives you as his arms wrap around you beneath the covers. You grin back, your lips stretching from ear to ear. He snuggles into you, and continues to play, happily trying each of the notes in succession. He giggles as you play “Mary had a little lamb,” and then he’s following your fingers, trying to play it too.

The door swings open and Nathan is there, his shirt soaked with sweat from his workout. He’s been training hard, trying to reclaim what the accident took, and you feel your heart swell with pride. To be that close to your dream, to have it be within your reach and then to lose it all, you know that this has been one of the hardest things he’s ever had to do. He’s come a long way in the last six months and you are thankful to see him past the depression and darkness that had enveloped him. He’s happier now, his step lighter, his smiles quicker and brighter.

He smiles at the two of you now, moving across the living room to stand beside the piano. Jamie is talking animatedly, but you don’t hear any of it, you’re too focused on the way Nathan bits the side of his lip, fighting the smirk that wants to explode across his face. His eyes stay on your son, but you can tell from his face, he’s watching you as well, seeing the way you’re watching him. He gives you a quick wink and you feel yourself blush, as if you are sixteen again and sitting along the waterfront during those early morning tutoring sessions.

Jamie’s playing for him, trying his best to retrace the notes, and Nathan clearly is trying his best to follow along, hoping to gain some familiarity. You press Jamie’s fingers lightly, guiding them as best you can, and Nathan nods then, recognizing the song. The pride swells and you share a purely parental look. Your son, you are both amazed at the person your son is becoming, so full of life and happiness. He makes any room sparkle.

And then he’s off again, dragging Nathan outside to play with his small basketball hoop. He is an amazing balance of the two of you, showing interest in both music and basketball. Nathan sends you a wink before following Jamie onto the back patio.

You play the notes again, the ones that have been running through your mind for days, and the words come easily now, perfectly fitting your mood. You know that you’ve never been happier, or more secure in who you are, than you do right now. Your husband’s love has given you that. Your son’s love.

Every musician craves the opportunity to create their own perfect symphony. You are no different. And as much as you want your music and lyrics to touch people, to bring them in to who you are, you know you’ve already written your symphony.

Loving them will always be your greatest symphony.

The Newlyweds: Cold Feet

Sat, 24 May 2008 08:22:09 GMT

The Newlyweds: Cold Feet
by Annie

Haley let loose a huge sigh of relief, finally able to shut the laptop down and be finished for the night. This wasn’t like her, waiting to the last minute to finish a paper like that. She hadn’t had any other choice though. With picking up extra shifts to help cover the apartment bills and then, just being a newlywed and wanting nothing more than to spend all of her time with her new husband doing… newlywed activities, she’d just let things get away from her.

She’d be dead tired in the morning and probably grouchy by the time she reached the café in the afternoon, but this was one hell of a paper. And that made it worth it.

Shutting off all the lights in the living room and kitchen, Haley headed back to the bedroom. Nathan had gone to sleep a little over an hour ago, but he’d left the light on in the bathroom so that she’d have an easy time getting ready for bed. Even though Haley knew that he could sleep through anything, noise or lights be damned, it still made her melt a little inside. It was a little thing, but he’d done it for her.

After brushing her teeth and washing her hair, she was practically asleep standing up. That bed and her cuddly husband were getting more and more attractive by the second.

Slipping between the covers, Haley scooted over, trying to get as close to Nathan as possible so that she could curl around his back, without waking him up. When she was finally within inches, she sighed again, letting her head fall down to the pillow. That first wave of sleep passed over her, and she slipped her feet alongside of Nathan’s, trying to soak in the last bit of him and his warmth before she was gone for the night.

“Holy shit!”

That sleep that was so close was ripped from her grasp at the sound of Nathan’s shout. Haley’s eyes shot open and she shot up, looking over at him. He was glaring up at her as angry as she had ever seen him.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“You!” He burst back at her. “Don’t put your ugly cold feet on me! Don’t ever do that again!”

Her mind was fried from the long night of paper writing, and so it was taking Haley a little longer than might be normal to catch on. The crime did not seem to be worth the anger in this instance. “What? I don’t have ugly feet!”

“I don’t put my block of ice feet on you when you’re sleeping. God, that’s so damn rude!”

He was talking at a ten when they were a foot from each other, glaring at her like she was one of those guys that he always went up against on the basketball court. Mother****ers, he always called them. That’s how he was looking at her now.

“I was just trying to get close to you. Stop shouting at me.”

“Well then, don’t try and get close to me or at least, put on some damn socks. I was trying to sleep!”

By this point, it had all caught up to Haley. She’d spent all night working on that stupid paper, would have even been done an hour earlier if Nathan hadn’t distracted her with… her wifely duties… when he’d gotten home from work, and now he was going to have the audacity to yell at her?! This was not okay. Haley had always been of the opinion that only small minds resorted to name calling and cursing, but in this instance? He was the damn mother****er.

Giving him her meanest glare, she reached out and pinched at his arm. He huffed at her in return, but she did not care. She was done with him for the night.

Haley turned her back on him and scooted as near to the edge of the bed as she could, tugging at the blanket to bring as much of it as she could, which, unfortunately, was not that much. She’d learned pretty early on in this sharing a bed with him thing, before they’d even gotten married, that if you wanted to share blankets with Nathan, you had to be within inches of his body. Well, she wasn’t getting anywhere near him tonight!

That sleep that she’d been so looking forward to seemed to be eluding her now. Ten minutes later, her body was still tired, but her head was too pissed to relax at all. By the sound of Nathan’s breathing, he’d had no problems at all letting it go. But then, it was easier to be an ******* than to deal with one.

The bed shifted and Haley’s eyes widened at the first touch. It was soft against her foot, but then a few seconds later, more firm. Skin sliding along hers. Was he… ?

There was another shift and then she could feel the heat of his body as he maneuvered beside her, torso pressing up against her back, legs tangling up with hers, his big ass ugly feet touching hers. They felt warm.

But she was still mad. “Get your big ugly feet away from mine.”

Nathan’s arm came up and around her, his hand settling around the curve of her breast as he pulled her back into him. He nudged her a bit with his toe and she could feel the heat of his breath against her neck. It kind of gave her the butterflies, even with the anger that still played in her chest. “I just want to be close to you.”

He was gone again, almost as soon as the words were out of his mouth. Nathan could sleep through just about anything, and now, short of elbowing him in the chest, which he so deserved, Haley was stuck with him. At least she got covers this way.

She was still mad. Yes, Haley reminded herself. She had reason to still be mad. She’s spent the whole night on homework while he’d watched TV and gone to bed early, and then he’d been a baby over nothing. And he was going to hear it in the morning. Oh hell yes, he was going to hear it.

But she was tired now, and the rise and fall of his chest against her back, the soft breaths that washed over her neck, it was so relaxing. Wiggling her feet just a tiny bit against his, Haley soaked in the warmth and let herself finally drop off to sleep.

Celebration

Sat, 24 May 2008 08:19:18 GMT

Title: Celebration
Author: Diane
Pairing: Nathan/Haley
Rating: Adult Rated
Disclaimer: Nope, I don’t own a thing!
Spoilers/Warnings: This is set post Season 5 so everything up to and including it. The story contains scenes and language of a sexual nature.
Summary: “I don’t have to wear the tie, do I, Hales?” When he finally looked over at her, his eyes did a double-take and his sharp intake of breath was clearly audible. “Wow!”
Author’s Notes: This has been written especially for The Romantics 800th Thread over on the OTH Fanforum board. A special thank you goes to the lovely Viv for her help and support with this. You’re the bestest! *hugs*

Nathan was about to pick up the breakfast tray he’d just finished preparing when he heard a noise behind him and he turned to find his sexy as hell wife standing in the doorway of the kitchen wearing one of his T-shirts which looked so much better on her than it ever did on him.

Forgetting about food for the moment, he closed the distance between them and wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her into his body before lowering his head to capture her lips with his own. “Hey you,” he whispered, nuzzling his nose against hers.

“Hey back,” she returned, her voice still heavy with sleep. “What are you doing up so early?”

Gesturing to the tray on the counter which was filled with scrambled eggs and toast as well as some fresh fruit, he replied, “I was making us breakfast in bed.”

“Wow, today must be a special occasion or something,” she teased.

“Very funny,” he said, giving her waist a gentle pinch and then chuckling when she yelped.

Circling her arms around his neck, Haley stood on her tiptoes and pressed her mouth against his, her tongue licking at the seam of his lips and then slipping between them when they instantly parted to allow her access. “Happy sixth wedding anniversary,” she whispered breathlessly long moments later, her fingers threading through his thick hair and scratching along the back of his neck.

Smiling, he kissed her again. “Happy sixth wedding anniversary to you, too, Hales. And I guess I should also say thanks.”

She raised one perfectly arched eyebrow. “What for?”

“For putting up with me all these years.”

Holding the back of her hand to her forehead, she mock-sighed. “You’re right, you should thank me. These past six years have been such a chore.” She tried to move out of his embrace before he could pinch her again but she wasn’t quick enough.

“Oh no you don’t,” he said as he grabbed a fistful of her T-shirt and pulled her back towards him.

Haley giggled, the sound soon dying away when his mouth slanted over hers, kissing her deeply. Her hands splayed in the centre of his back, holding him close as his lips, tongue and teeth worked their magic on her. She shivered when she felt his hardness pressing into her, demonstrating how worked up he was from just kissing her. It was such a heady feeling knowing she still had that effect on him after all of this time.

“Our breakfast is getting cold,” he mumbled into her ear, his voice husky and breathless. He ran his fingers through her dark locks, loving the soft, silky texture of the strands against his skin. His lips nibbled her lobe before moving to that spot just behind her ear that always drove her crazy and had her holding him that little bit tighter.

“Who needs food.” Her palms cupped his face, directing his mouth back to hers and they shared another long, sizzling kiss that had their hearts threatening to burst right out of their chests.

Nathan smirked against her lips and moving his hands down to her butt, he hoisted her up and began carrying her out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.

“Daddy, why are you carrying Momma? Is she hurt?”

Burying his face into his wife’s shoulder, he groaned at the interruption. Considering how early it still was, he was sure they’d have a little time to themselves before Jamie woke up. Reluctantly, he lowered Haley so she was standing in front of him and whilst she shielded him, he made sure his T-shirt was covering the front of his shorts. The last thing he needed this morning was to answer any awkward questions that might arise, pardon the pun.

“No, buddy, she’s not hurt. Are you, Hales?”

Smiling at her little boy, Haley knelt down in front of him and brushed her hand over his sandy blonde hair. “No, I’m fine. Daddy was just being silly,” she told him, rolling her eyes and making Jamie laugh. Seeing he was holding something behind his back, she asked, “What have you got there?”

“Happy Ann’versary,” he said, holding out the card he’d drawn last night which his Nanny Deb had suggested he make for his parents.

From her position on the floor, Haley glanced up at Nathan who seemed as surprised as she was by their son’s gesture and taking the card from him, she felt tears well up in her eyes as she looked at the front of the card before opening it up to read what he’d written inside of it.

Handing it to Nathan, she pulled Jamie towards her and nuzzled her nose against him before cuddling him close and breathing in his familiar scent. “Thank you, baby. The card is beautiful, isn’t it, Nathan?”

“Yeah, it really is. Thanks, buddy,” he answered, rubbing his hand over their boy’s head.

Jamie smiled back at his parents, happy they both liked his card. “Do you have cake for an ann’versary?”

Looking at each other, they laughed and Haley replied, “Well, sometimes you do but that’s more when you have an anniversary party which we’re not.”

“Why not?”

“Uh, your Mom and I kind of want to spend it together this year but maybe next year we can have a big party and lots of cake.”

“Yay!” he said, jumping up and down with excitement.

“Alright, how ‘bout I make us breakfast and we start getting you ready for your sleepover at Uncle Lucas’ tonight?” Haley suggested.

“Can we have pancakes?” he asked, giving her that grin that always reminded her of Nathan.

“Sure, why not. Today’s a special occasion after all. Why don’t you go in the living room and watch cartoons and I’ll call you when it’s ready?”

“Thanks, Momma,” he said, nodding his head and giving her a hug before racing out of the room.

“So much for breakfast in bed this morning, Hales,” Nathan said, taking Haley’s hand and helping her up off of the floor.

Seeing the pout gracing his lips, she kissed it away. “We’ve got the whole night and tomorrow morning to ourselves, baby, so it’s not like we’re missing out. And besides, I’m glad we get to spend a little bit of our anniversary with Jamie.”

“Yeah, I am, too,” he admitted. “It’s just… I had definite plans for us this morning.”

“Mmm, that sounds intriguing,” she whispered, her lips meeting his again for a longer, deeper kiss. “Let’s put those plans on hold for now and use them tomorrow morning.”

“Yeah, let’s do that. I’ll make sure to tell Luke to bring Jamie back around lunchtime so that we can get a chance for a proper lie in.”

Moving out of his embrace so she could make a start with their breakfast, Haley looked at Nathan over her shoulder and teased, “You might want to tell your Mom to extend her sleepover, too… You know, so we don’t have her interrupting us either.” The scrunched up look on his face was adorable and she laughed. His mother’s current relationship with one of their best friends was still freaking him out.

“I am so going to make you pay for that tonight,” he told her, his voice low and husky which, he noticed, had her shivering.

“Can’t wait,” she told him, turning her head and giving him a saucy wink. Oh yeah, tonight was going to be so good.

* * * * *

While Nathan was upstairs finishing getting ready, Haley was in the dining room adding the finishing touches to the table. She couldn’t wait to see his face when he came down and found out that she’d turned the tables on him.

When she’d found out he had booked their favourite Italian restaurant for their anniversary and arranged for Jamie to stay over at Luke’s for the night, an idea had popped into her head and she had cancelled the booking; instead arranging for the restaurant to deliver their favourite meal to their home.

As far as he knew, they were still going out and so he was putting on the suit she had laid out for him while she had gotten ready in the guest room, not wanting him to see what she was wearing until the last minute.

The dress she had chosen for tonight—a black, knee length, strapless design with a fitted bodice in royal blue, or should that be Ravens blue—was brand new, having been bought especially for tonight. It’s style was simple yet elegant and when she had twirled in front of the full length mirror, the skirt flared out, flashing her thighs which made her chuckle. She knew Nathan would love that aspect of the dress, not to mention the fact it dipped low in the front and showed a generous amount of cleavage. It was a good thing they weren’t going out tonight, she thought to herself with a smile.

Soft music filled the room and her hips swayed in time to it as she began unpacking the food which had arrived just a few minutes ago. Not wanting Nathan to hear the chimes of the doorbell and having him be the one to answer the door, she had stuck a note onto it, along with a tip, informing the delivery person to leave the food on the step and not ring the bell. She wanted this to be a total surprise for him and hopefully it would be.

Glancing at the silver watch she wore, Haley shook her head in amusement. Damn, her husband took way longer than she did getting ready. He was such a pretty boy, always checking and re-checking his hair was just so. Not that she was complaining considering how he’d looked just a few months ago with that mullet he’d been sporting. Thank God that had gone.

“Nathan? C’mon, we’re going to be late if you don’t get your ass in gear,” she called out.

“I’m coming,” he replied.

A couple of minutes later, Haley heard his footsteps on the stairs and she took a deep breath as she walked out of the dining room to meet him. She practically melted on the spot when she saw him standing before her in his black suit, the top two buttons of his pale blue shirt left undone. A tie was in his hands and he was focusing on that instead of looking at her.

“I don’t have to wear the tie, do I, Hales?” When he finally looked over at her, his eyes did a double-take and his sharp intake of breath was clearly audible. “Wow!”

Twirling in front of him, she saw the way his beautiful blue eyes darkened as he took in the glimpse of her thighs and she bit her lip to stop herself from smiling. Oh, he definitely loved that aspect of her outfit. “Do you like it?” she asked shyly.

“Like it? I love it… You look stunning.” Taking a step closer, he wound his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him, his mouth immediately finding hers and he kissed her softly. “I really wish we didn’t have to go out tonight,” he whispered breathlessly.

“Your wish is my command,” she told him and taking his hands in hers, she walked backwards towards the dining room to show him just what she’d been up to while he’d been upstairs.

“But… haven’t we got reservations?”

Shaking her head, she smiled and said, “No, I cancelled those.” Seeing the confusion etched onto his face, she continued, “I thought it might be nice to spend an evening at home together… you know, completely alone so I called the restaurant and cancelled the booking and arranged for them to deliver dinner here instead. You aren’t upset about that, are you?”

“Are you kidding me? As much as I enjoy us going out, I’d much rather spend tonight here with you, especially with you wearing that dress.” Lowering his head, he kissed her again, his tongue teasing the seam of her lips until she parted them and allowed him access.

Haley’s fingers threaded through his hair, tightening her hold when he began kissing his way down her neck and collarbone, finally arriving at the tops of her breasts. “Nathan…” she murmured, her heart racing in her chest as his hands roamed all over her while his mouth worked its magic. “T-The food’s gonna get cold.”

“I’m not feeling all that hungry,” he said, his eyes meeting hers and giving her that smirk he knew she secretly loved, he added, “Well, not for food anyway.”

She couldn’t help giggling and directing his lips back to hers, she kissed him hard, her tongue delving inside of his mouth to tangle with his own. Her hands pushed at his jacket and together they stripped it off of him, quickly followed by his shirt. As her hands worked on unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, she peppered kisses all over his bare chest and flicked the tip of her tongue over his left nipple, loving the sounds that tore from his throat as a result of that little action.

“Haley…” he panted, one of his hands tangling in her hair and bringing her mouth back up to his for a longer, deeper kiss.

“God, I want you so much…”

“I know the feeling,” he said, smiling. His thumb ran along her cheekbone and inching closer to her, he nuzzled his nose against hers. His free hand moved to her back and he played with the tab on her zipper. “So, uh, you wanna go upstairs?”

Returning his smile, Haley shook her head. “No, I’ve got a better idea.” Lacing her fingers with his, she led him towards the kitchen and the door leading out onto their patio.

“What are we doi—”

“Remember what our therapist said to us?”

“You mean about swimming naked?”

Blushing, she nodded her head. “Yeah… I figured since we’ve got the place entirely to ourselves that maybe we could do something fun and… different.”

“Is this part of your plan for tonight?” Nathan asked, his fingers running up and down her bare arm.

“No, the idea just popped into my head. We don’t have to though if you don—”

Sealing his mouth over hers, he cut off her words, his arms banding around her waist and pulling her in even closer to his body. The cool air felt great against his fevered skin and as the kiss intensified, he again found the zipper on her dress and began lowering it. He frowned when Haley took a step back from him.

“Nuh huh,” she said, chuckling at the pout he wore and pointing a finger at him. Pushing him down onto one of the lounge chairs, she stood in front of him and reaching behind her, she lowered the zipper herself and shivered at the way he was looking at her. She couldn’t be sure whether it was that look that was causing her chill-bumps or the cool night air.

“No bra?” Nathan observed when the top half of the dress fell away, his lips tugging upwards into a smirk. “I like.”

“The dress has a fitted bodice so I didn’t see the point,” she told him, her blush deepening.

“I’m not complaining, Hales.” He almost choked on his breath when the dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it, his eyes fixated on the tiny pair of black lace panties she wore. God, she looked absolutely smoking hot in those and the high heels she had on.

“Lose the pants,” she commanded a moment later and he was quick to comply. Standing up, he made fast work of removing them along with his boxers and shoes and socks.

Haley couldn’t help but stare at him as he stood before her in all his naked glory. Her fingers literally burned with the need to touch him and so she did just that, placing her palms flat on his chest before running them all over his shoulders and back. “You feel so good.”

“You do, too,” Nathan told her, his own hands wandering all over her smooth, baby soft skin. “So, you want to get in now or…”

“Okay,” she replied, starting to move away from him.

Before she could get too far, he snaked an arm around her and pinged the waistband of her underwear. “Take these off first.”

“You do it,” she challenged and her body trembled in anticipation, wondering whether he’d rip them off of her or peel them away slowly.

He chose the latter and crouching in front of her, he grabbed the sides of the lace garment and slowly inched it down her shapely thighs and legs, helping her step out of them when they’d pooled around her ankles. He then removed her shoes before running his hands ran up and down her legs, hearing the obvious hitch in her breathing. She was probably wondering if he was going to touch her there, he thought to himself.

Instead of doing that, he stood up and taking her hand in his, he led her closer to the deep end of the pool. “All in good time, Hales,” he teased, giving her fingers a gentle squeeze. Before she knew what was happening, he’d scooped her up into his arms and threw her into the pool which, thankfully, was heated.

By the time, Haley had risen to the surface and had squeezed the water out of her eyes, Nathan was in the pool as well and was swimming towards her. Backing away from him, she yelped when he suddenly grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, their lips met over and over again, their breaths mingling. She could feel his thick, hard length pressing against her core and she was desperate to feel him inside of her. Lowering one hand under the water, she wrapped her fingers around his cock and began sliding them up and down.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed, thrusting his hips towards her and urging her without words to speed up her movements. His own hands gripped and kneaded her butt and a few seconds later he felt her place him at her entrance and seizing her mouth in a fiery kiss, he plunged into her, holding still to savour that initial sensation of finally being joined so intimately. Her feminine muscles were squeezing him rhythmically and he couldn’t take it anymore and began sliding in and out of her at a leisurely pace, slowly building up the momentum.

Haley’s nails dug into the rounded tops of his shoulders, her feet pressing into the firm muscles of his ass as he increased his speed and began pounding into her. Her eyes fluttered closed and when her head fell back, she felt his lips latch onto the base of her throat, his teeth grazing along her flesh before biting down. Her thighs tightened their hold on him as the sensations became too much, especially since his pubic bone was rubbing deliciously against her clit.

She could feel the tight knot in her belly start to unravel and within seconds she felt like she was flying through the night sky, fireworks exploding all around her as she suddenly climaxed. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip to try and muffle the sounds she was making but when Nathan’s lips covered hers, she let loose and released a deep moan. She could feel his own orgasm wasn’t far behind and placing her mouth right by his ear, she whispered a plethora of naughty words into it, telling him in no uncertain words just how he made her feel every time they were together like this. That, combined with the way she was clenching her internal muscles around his cock, had him reaching his own peak in just three more strokes.

Their hands wandered all over each other as the water lapped at their bodies. Feeling moisture falling on her from above, Haley tipped her head backwards and looked up into the starry sky. “It’s raining, Nathan.” Her smile stretched from ear to ear and it seemed to be infectious judging by the smile he was giving her in return.

“So it is. It kind of makes tonight extra special, doesn’t it?”

Nodding her head, she replied, “Yeah, it does.”

The rainfall was light and felt almost cleansing as it washed over them both. They were still intertwined, their erratic breathing having calmed somewhat from their earlier exertions.

“I guess we’d better go inside,” Haley said, as her fingers brushed through his wet hair.

“We can stay out here a bit longer if you want to… The rain kind of reminds me of that night we made love on the balcony of our apartment.”

She smiled at the memory and nodded in agreement. “Me, too. And don’t forget the night we made out on the hood of the car during the rainstorm before we finally went inside.”

It was Nathan’s turn to smile… That had been a great night and a real turning point in their relationship which had still been on fairly rocky ground up until that point. “I’ll never forget that night.”

“Me either,” she said, giggling. “Especially since that could’ve been the night we conceived Jamie.”

Leaning in closer, Nathan kissed her long and slow, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and nibbling on it. “I love you so much, Haley. I know these past few months have been hard and I know I’ve hurt you—”

“Shh,” she said, placing her fingers against his lips and stopping him from saying anything else. “I love you, too, Nathan... More than you’ll ever know.” Popping a kiss onto his lips and cupping his cheek in her palm, she continued. “As for the other stuff, we need to put that in the past and just keep moving forward.”

“Okay,” he agreed, taking a deep breath and then lowering his head to find her lips once more. There was something about kissing her that he just couldn’t seem to get enough of and he didn’t think he ever would.

The rain started to fall heavier and they both started laughing. “This is so much better than being inside a restaurant,” Haley mused.

“Yeah, especially since I’m still inside of you,” he teased, laughing louder when she blushed and buried her face against his chest.

“You’re terrible, you know that?”

“And there’s me thinking I’m pretty damn good,” he whispered into her ear and rocking his hips into hers.

“Nathan…” she moaned, her fingers gripping his biceps at the sudden friction she felt right there.

Tightening his hold on her, he carried her over to the steps leading out of the pool. “Let’s go inside and get more comfortable...” he suggested. “Plus, I’m starting to get hungry for actual food now.”

“Okay,” she replied, rubbing her cheek against his before popping a kiss onto it. “Oh wait! We need towels.”

“I’ll go get them,’ he said, ‘you wait here and I’ll be right back.”

She admired the slip-slide of his muscles beneath his skin as he pulled himself out of the pool and making his way into the house. So consumed was she by thoughts of him that she didn’t even think about all the water he was dripping through their kitchen.

Within a few moments, Nathan was back, having snagged a couple of towels from the cupboard in the downstairs bathroom. One was wrapped around his waist while he shook out the other one and held it open for Haley as she climbed out of the pool. She shivered as the cool air enveloped her, her nipples tightening even more, but a split second later he’d wrapped the towel around her and was rubbing his hands over the soft fabric to warm her up. God, she loved him! Turning around in his arms, she twined her arms around his neck and pulled his head down to hers so she could kiss him again. When they eventually drew apart, she licked her lips, tasting him on them.

“Do you want to exchange presents now?” Haley asked.

“I thought we just did that,” he said, wigging his eyebrows suggestively which had her giggling and blushing at the same time.

“C’mon,” she said, again taking his hand and this time leading him back into the house.

He watched as she reached into one of the kitchen drawers and removed a white envelope.

“Happy Anniversary, Nathan.”

Taking the envelope from her, he carefully tore it open and saw that it contained airline tickets. Opening one of them up, the smile stretched across his face as he read the destination. “London?”

Haley’s smile matched his. “Yeah. I just figured it might be nice to finally go and have that honeymoon that we never got around to what with one thing and another,” she said, her voice trailing off as she tried hard not to think about the events that took place as they made their way to the airport on their second wedding day.

“It’s a great gift,” he told her, kissing her softly and trying to take her mind off what he knew she was thinking about. “Are there two or three tickets in here?”

“Two. I talked to Jamie before I booked the tickets to make sure he’d be okay with us going away for a week without him and he said he was, although I kind of had to promise we’d look into getting him that puppy he’s been begging us for,” she confessed.

“You’re such a softie,” he kidded. “But then again, so am I since I promised him the same thing.”

“What? Why?” Haley asked, her forehead crinkling in confusion.

“Wait here a second and I’ll show you.” Nathan left the room for a few minutes and when he returned, he was holding his own envelope which he handed over to her. “Happy Anniversary, Hales.”

Opening it up, she laughed when she saw what was inside: another pair of airline tickets. “London?” she asked.

“No, but only ‘cause I wasn’t sure you’d want to go somewhere that far away without Jamie.”

Reading the destination on one of the tickets, she grinned. “Hawaii?”

“Yeah. What do you think?”

“I think it’s perfect… As are you,” she said, pecking him on the lips.

“Well, duh,” he joked, giving her a wink. “I’ve got an idea. Since we’re going to London without Jamie, how about we book an extra ticket and take him with us to Hawaii?”

“That sounds great, Nathan,” she said, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. “Thank you so much for this.”

“You’re welcome and thanks for mine.”

“You’re welcome,” Haley said, repeating his words.

“Okay, so how about we go and have dinner ‘cause, you know, I’ve worked up quite an appetite.”

Securing her towel around her body, she nodded. “Yeah, same here.” Walking in front of him, her hips sashaying from side to side, she turned and threw him a hot, sultry look from over her shoulder. “And… the sooner we eat, the sooner we can get to burning those calories off.”

Smirking at her, he followed. “I love the way you think, Mrs Scott,” he said, his eyes hungrily following her every movement. He knew tonight was going to be a special celebration but he hadn’t quite expected it to be this special. His wife was sure full of surprises and he loved her all the more for it.

The End

All of a Sudden I Don’t Miss Sex

Sat, 24 May 2008 08:11:30 GMT

Title: All of a Sudden I Don’t Miss Sex
Author: Lee
Pairing: Nathan/Haley
Rating: Adult/NC-17
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
Summary: “And I don’t know if you’d be into that, but I thought. . . Ithoughtmaybewecouldtryit.” Scene extension of episode 4x21, All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone.
Warnings: Spoilers up to 4x21. Sexual language/situations.
Author’s notes: Thanks for T2AC for the beta, as well as some very helpful suggestions. The italicized dialogue at the beginning is taken directly from the episode.

“You’re going to be a great mom, you know that? Actually, you already are a great mother. And that’s very sexy.”

“Really?”

“We don’t have to go back right away. . .”

Nathan smiled and murmured his appreciation of Haley’s suggestion against her lips. Since Jamie’s birth two weeks ago, alone time with his wife was a scarce commodity, and he never craved it more than he did right then as Haley pressed her body against his, her hands reflexively tightening against his scalp. Although it would be a few more weeks until they were no longer prohibited from doing what Nathan loved doing best with his wife (and he was damn good at it, too, and god, how he missed it), that certainly didn’t mean they couldn’t indulge in. . . other activities. When she ran her hand down his chest and toyed with the waistband of his jeans he prayed they were on the same page tonight.

When she unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper before darting her hand inside to grip him through his boxers he knew they were.

“Hales, wh-what are you doing?” he breathed against her lips as she stroked him through the cotton material, the well-worn fabric rubbing deliciously against his cock and sending him spiraling to the edge. Yeah, he was glad they were on the same page, but he wanted them to finish reading together, damnit. He was practically coming from one or two touches of her hand and he hadn’t done that since the first time she gave him a hand job while they were dating. He needed to slow things dow—

Oh god, she dropped to her knees, and he swore there had never been a hotter sight than Haley James Scott kneeling in front of him, her lower lip between her teeth as she concentrated on unzipping his pants completely, and pushing his jeans and boxers to the floor. He revised that thought when she lowered her head to his cock and engulfed the head in her hot, warm mouth.

Without a doubt his wife was fanfuckingtastic at oral sex.

His hand trailed down her cheek to rest on her shoulder, his fingers flexing against the smooth skin when she drew him further into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with the effort. She gripped his thighs, tight with tension as he struggled to maintain his control, her fingers lightly tickling the fine hair dusting the firm muscles as she brought her tongue into play, and oh jesus god he was about to come right fucking now if she didn’t stop. . .

And then she stopped, and Nathan couldn’t silence the groan of disappointment. He needed her to stop, true, but he didn’t want her to stop. She held his cock, her tongue darting out to lick the tip, and raised her gaze to meet his, an enigmatic smile gracing her lips. Her eyes danced with mischief, and Nathan wondered at what his wife had in store for him. He closed his eyes in anticipation, pleasure burning through his veins.

“Nathan,” she whispered, her breath hot and moist against his aching cock, and he couldn’t stop the thrust of his hips.

God, she had the best mouth and all he wanted was to thrust so deep ins—

She called his name again and squeezed his cock gently, but firmly enough to get his attention. His lust-clouded eyes slowly opened and she smirked—not a full-blown Scott smirk but close enough—at his dazed expression.

“Babe, I want to try something.”

He nodded, completely unable to say anything as his wife kneeled before him, her mouth so goddamn close to his cock he thought he was going to pass out. Frowning when she stood—god, was he going to have to jack off again--and pushed him backwards to the bed, he could only follow her directions, stumbling a bit when his feet got caught in his jeans. He sat on the bed and watched dumbly as Haley pulled off her shirt, her breasts straining against the material of her bra, and dropped to her knees once more.

When they first began dating, Nathan always believed that Haley James had the best rack at Tree Hill High, and the first time he saw her naked breasts, he confirmed that she did. Considering how friendly he had been with the female population before Haley, he was pretty confident in his opinion. Although she was self-conscious about their larger size throughout the pregnancy, he thanked the heavens every day for that added bonus. If his wife’s breasts pre-pregnancy could get him hard as a rock at the mere sight of them, just the thought of her breasts as they were now left him aching for release.

He didn’t drool at the sight of her encased breasts—who knew a maternity bra could looking so fucking hot—and he gave himself credit for that. His mouth watered, however, when she reached behind her back and undid the clasp of the bra, her luscious breasts released from the tight material. Her nipples puckered in the cool air of their bedroom and Nathan’s hands fairly itched to cup the full mounds. God, her breasts . . . they were just. . .

He shifted on the bed restlessly, afraid that one simple touch would have him spilling all over her pretty face. That mental image aroused him even further, and he bit the inside of his cheek when she leaned forward, her nipples scraping against his thighs as she placed her hands on his knees.

“One night when my oldest brother Michael was home from college, I snuck downstairs to get a drink when he and some of his friends were watching a movie,” she told him, her voice whiskey-soft with desire. Her hands stroked the sensitive skin from his knees to his inner thighs as she continued her story.

“I was curious to see what movie they were watching so I slipped behind the couch, and th-they were. . . they were. . . “

Her cheeks flushed with color, and Nathan swore he could feel the heat of her embarrassment from where he sat. He was about to ask her what they were watching, although he had a pretty good indication what it was considering their situation, when she resumed speaking.

“The woman was using her b-breasts to. . . on the guy’s. . . you know,” she whispered, her upper chest flushing at her words. “And I don’t know if you’d be into that, but I thought. . . Ithoughtmaybewecouldtryit,” she finished in a rush. “I want to try it.”

He blinked his eyes, sure he misheard Haley. He had to have misheard, because there was no way his wife said she wanted to use her breasts on him. He was not that lucky—

Oh god, he was that lucky because she cupped her breasts, her perfect pink nipples peeking out between her fingers, and rose up on her knees, pressing forward until his cock was trapped between her soft flesh.

“Do you want this, Nathan? Is-is this okay?”

He nodded frantically, unable to make a sound because his wife was. . . she had her bre--. . . ohgodohgodohgod, he had never felt anything like this before. The satiny smooth skin of her breasts surrounded his cock, pre-come leaking from the tip helping to ease her movements as she rose up and down. Her tongue snaked out as she lowered each time, tickling along the head of his penis and driving Nathan abso-fucking-lutely insane.

She pressed her breasts closer together, and his eyes rolled in the back of his head at the increased sensation. He couldn’t prevent a sharp thrust of his hips, but held back when Haley’s eyes widened slightly at his unexpected action. He knew his wife needed to feel in control when they experimented in the bedroom, and if holding back meant she would feel more comfortable to do things like this, he would never move again.

At least he would try, he swore to himself as she increased her pace slightly, the warm flesh of her breasts slip-sliding against his cock in an incredibly enticing manner.

Fisting his hands in the comforter, he attempted to maintain control as she continued to use her breasts to jack him off. He was close, so close, but he wanted it to continue for as long as possible. . .

“Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?”

Her throaty whispers, lust practically dripping from each word, sent him racing towards his climax, his mind screaming that it was too soon, oh god too soon and Haley wasn’t ready, he had to tell her—

Unknowingly, he groaned as the lust ran through his veins, scorching every nerve ending until all he could see think feel was the rushing pleasure, an unconscious signal to his wife that he was about to come.

“Come for me, Nathan.”

At her words, he erupted, spilling his release over Haley’s neck and upper chest. Breathing harshly as he recovered from his powerful climax, he grew embarrassed at his lack of control and his failure to warn Haley. He had never done anything like that with or to Haley before, and he worried that he crossed a line that she’d been unwilling to cross.

He glanced down to see his wife grinning at him as she grabbed a nearby shirt from the floor to clean her chest. He didn’t find any resentment or embarrassment in her smile, and he sent her a sheepish grin in return.

“Hales, I’m sorry, I-I should have warned you,” he apologized as cupped her cheek in his palm, his thumb rubbing light circles on the soft skin. “I don’t want to make you uncomfor—“

The emphatic shaking of her head interrupted his apology.

“No, don’t apologize, Nathan. I was the one who initiated this, if you’ll remember, and the end. . . well, the end was pretty hot, too,” she confessed, her grin widening even further. “It was . . . different, but hot.”

She rose from the floor and sat next to him on the bed, snuggling into his side as his arms wrapped around her.

“Besides, I figured since I already have a bracelet from you, it was time for a necklace,” she laughed as she pressed a kiss to his neck.

“Haley James Scott,” he exclaimed with mock indignation. “You kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“Nope, but I do my husband, and sometimes with tongue.”

He waggled his eyebrows, thoroughly enjoying her teasing, playful manner. “Care to demonstrate?”

“With pleasure,” she whispered, her words spilling into laughter when Nathan tackled her to the mattress.

Who cared if they were a little late returning to the party? There were much more important matters at hand.

Maybe the prohibition against sex wasn’t so bad after all.

fin

Counting the Stars

Sat, 24 May 2008 08:08:42 GMT

“Counting The Stars”
by Cath

Pulling into her garage, the anxiety, and disbelief began to swell within in her for the second time that day. The hour in between had been spent in complete denial as she browsed the latest murder mystery best sellers and picked up a few children’s books at a Barnes and Nobles.

With the engine now off, her head fell despondently to the steering wheel, needing a few quiet moments to temporarily ease her panic.

"Mama?"

Lifting her head up, she spotted her six and a half year old son standing in the doorway staring at her with inquisitive eyes.

Smiling, she got out of the car and he met her halfway so she could scoop him up, as always.

"Oh, little man, you're getting heavy." She laughed and went in for an Eskimo kiss.

He wrapped his arms around her neck and gave her a second rub with his nose, "That’s because I’m not little anymore," he matter-of-factly said, earning a kiss on his forehead and a smile as she lead him into the house, still in her arms.

Setting her purse on the counter she carried Jamie into the living room where she spotted a sleeping Lucas, with her six month old daughter asleep on his chest.

Normally that sight would warm her heart, but right now, it just irritated her. "Jamie, go find Daddy and tell him to come here." She sat him down and he raced to the basement stairs, which lead to their massive home gym where she knew Nathan was gearing up for his new season with the Bobcats.

Quietly, she went to Lucas and lifted her sleeping child off him, squeezing her and laying a few soft kisses on her chubby cheeks before placing her in a near by basinet. "Sweet dreams, baby girl." Haley whispered down to her beautiful daughter as she held onto one of her tiny hands.

She really was her spitting image, with her big golden chocolate eyes, porcelain skin and button nose. Even her hair, what there was of it, was already curled. Nathan had left his mark, though, in the shade—raven.

Natalie had even been planned, sort of.

After completing her album, she went on tour for the entire summer, with Nathan and Jamie by her side. It was the most amazing experience of her life and her first tour couldn’t hold a candle to it. Having her family with her made all the difference in the world. So, in their euphoria, along with Nathan being picked up by Charlotte for the upcoming season, they'd decided to go off the pill and let the chips fall where they may, so to speak and four weeks later Natalie was on her way.

Apparently, over five years on the pill did nothing to deter her eager eggs. Of course, it didn't help that she and Nathan could barely keep their hands off each other after seven years of marriage. Sex was never an issue once they had said “I do”.

Right now, though, she wasn't sure if she'd ever let him touch her again.

“Hey, Baby.” A sweaty Nathan greeted from behind and she whipped around shooting daggers at him.

In quick strides, she approached him, “Since you couldn’t be bothered to watch your daughter for a few hours, could you at least not wake her up?” Her voice was low and hard.

Bewildered, he peaked over her shoulder to the basinet. “She’s fine, Hales and I was watching her, but Luke showed up and started being all girly about Peyton leaving for her business trip and wanting to bond with Nat.”

Haley softened for a quick moment as her eyes shifted to Lucas. Usually Nathan was just being dramatic, but ever since Peyton got pregnant a few months back, Lucas was all about the sympathy pains.

Nathan made a move to kiss her lips and she jumped back, a look of disgust crossing her features.

Mouth agape, Nathan watched her go to Jamie in the kitchen and her mood change to utter delight at being in her son’s presence. ‘What the hell?’

Everything had been fine that morning, she’d even slipped into the shower with him for a morning quickie that had left a permanent smirk on his face until just now, well scratch that, he still had the smirk, but her obvious hostility towards him did have his main head worried.

Cautiously he stepped into the kitchen, eyeing her efficiently putting a pre-made casserole in the oven. It was something she’d learned from her mom, fix and freeze a few meals for the week ahead of time and pop them in on busy days.

“Dad, can we play some one on one outside later?” Jamie hopefully looked up from his comic book to ask.

“Sure if it’s ok with your mom,” He rubbed his son’s head, messing with his dirty blonde spikes.

Shutting the oven, Haley twirled around, “Why would you ask me, dear” Her tone was sugary sweet, “As long as you’re satisfied, who cares about me?” Her fake smile sliced through him.

Before he could reply or try to get a grasp on what was going on, a groggy Lucas entered, rubbing his eyes, “I had the craziest dream.”

Haley playfully rolled her eyes “Isn’t Peyton supposed to be having those crazy hormone dreams?” Haley smiled and it wasn’t fake, which perplexed Nathan even more. Apparently, he was the only one in the doghouse.

Lucas sat on a stool in front of her, “Maybe, but man this was weird. It was back right after Nathan finally started to get out of the wheelchair and Jamie was still just 4.”

Jamie looked up at that, “So you weren’t old like now Uncle Luke?” He added with that Scott smirk.

“Ha ha,” Lucas shout back with a grin, “Anyway, you hired this way too skinny Nanny to live here and she went all psycho trying to steal your life Hales. I think at the end she got impaled on a picket fence, so it was all good.”

“Luke, I told you to quit watching lifetime before you fall asleep.” Haley teased, “Besides I would never hire a Nanny and if I did she would certainly be only part time. Like I’d let someone move in here and even have the chance. I watched ‘The Hand That Rocks The Cradle’,” She winked.

Nathan came around and slid his arms around her waist, “And no one could ever take your place, Hales.” He whispered seductively in her ear.

Stiffening, she ignored him and kept her focus on Luke, “You staying for dinner?”

“Don’t I always?”

Sighing, Nathan backed away from her realizing he wasn’t making any head way right now, especially with his cock blocking brother sticking around. He loved Luke, but he’d been interrupting them for years, although right now that might be a good thing given his wife’s current mood.

…

A few hours and a round of ball with Luke and Jamie, his brother headed out and Nathan headed upstairs, hoping to find his girl in better spirits.

Sending Jamie off to get ready for bed, he halted by Natalie’s room when he heard Haley’s voice softly singing a lullaby to their daughter as she rocked her to sleep.

She was barefoot, her legs were crossed, and all she wore was a short pale blue cotton nightie. ‘Perfection’.

They’d been married almost nine years and his heart still raced at the sight of her. And watching her be a mother only made it race all the more.

Catching his stare, she couldn’t help but offer him a smile, albeit a sad one. She didn’t mean to take it out on him; he was just an easy target.

“Hales, talk to me.” He quietly pleaded as he stepped into the room.

“Not now, go make sure Jamie’s settled.” There was no more anger in her tone, just exhaustion and he’d known her long enough to realize it was emotional rather than physical. Something was running through her head and it refused to take a break. He only hoped he could calm her fears whatever they may be.

…

He found her thirty minutes later staring up at the stars by their pool, her back to him. Coming up behind her, his hands found her soft shoulders.

“I thought our lives had settled down,” Her voice cracked with emotion.

This time he backed away from her, “Jesus, Hales what is this about? This morning you were all over me and now you’re…”

She jerked around; the anger was back. “I’m what?”

“Nothing.”

“No, I’m what Nathan? Moody? Bitchy? What?”

Blowing out a breath, he locked eyes with her, “I would never say that, but you’re all over the place.”

She said nothing and he took that as a good sign and cupped her face, “did I do something?’

“I can’t do this now. I just want to go to bed.” She tried to break away, but he wouldn’t let her.

“Come on, Hales. Was it this morning? Because I definitely thought you were satisfied, but if not…” His right hand fell from her cheek to her erect nipple, tweaking it just the way she liked it.

She shuddered as a haze of lust invaded her thoughts and an overwhelming desire began to pulse between her legs.

That same hand of his traveled even further south and stroked along her now dampening folds.

“Fuck, Hales you’re already dripping,” His husky voice sent another jolt through her already tingling body and she leaned into him feeling his own want, rigid and ready.

‘No, no this is what got them into this situation.’ “Stop it.” She pushed him away and made a move to go back to the house.

His reflexes always intact, he blocked her path before she could even make it two feet. “You’re not going in that house till you tell me what the hell is going on.”

She took that as a challenge and in a flash her nightie was off her body and thrown in his face. The pool was a better option anyway; she could cool down.

A second later, there was a splash and with wide eyes, Nathan watched his wife and her mind blowing curves glide under the water.

Oh, she wasn’t getting away that easy.

Coming up for air, she was met with his own naked and hard, in every sense of the word, body diving in after her.

Before she even had time to register a way out, he’d made it over to her, his lust filled gaze drinking her in.

As if on autopilot, his arm snaked around her waist and she was helplessly pressed against his sculpted chest, as their already labored breathing brought their lips crashing together.

There was no foreplay, there was no need.

Her legs wrapped around him and a breath later he was inside her, just where he knew she needed him to be.

Even with their minds swirling in confusion, their passion reigned supreme.

Gasping as he thrust upward all the way into her it almost frightened her how safe and exquisite she felt all at once.

If she ever lost him, god help her, she knew that feeling would be lost forever with him.

Her head flew back when his lips found her breasts, his tongue swirling around her large swollen nipples.

Breastfeeding only increased his obsession with her chest.

His fingers kneaded her perfect ass and he groaned against her skin as she tightened around him and he increased his speed.

Damn, if she didn’t love it when he just took her.

Digging her nails into his back, her moans increased in volume. He was pumping hard and fast, the water splashing around them and she didn’t give a damn if the neighbors heard them—they probably had many times before anyway.

She needed this release, ached for it. Maybe then, her words would come easier.

As the end drew near, he brought his mouth back up and she instinctively seized it. They swallowed each other’s screams as she bucked hard against him, sending him spiraling over the edge with her, spilling everything he had, as he uncontrollably jerked inside her slick tight walls.

Breaking their kiss to catch their breaths, their smoldering eyes never left each other.

A few moments later, Nathan had wordlessly guided her out of the pool, wrapping an oversized towel around her before pulling her down to lie between in his legs in a near by chaise lounge.

Her back against his chest with his arms underneath her own holding her close, she finally found the courage to speak.

“I’m pregnant.”

And with that, the only sound that remained was the still rapid breathing of their hearts.

His silence began to unnerve her, but then he tightened his hold on her and he bent down to lay a soft kiss on her neck, “I love you.”

She turned a bit to face him, “That’s all you have to say?”

He shrugged, a brilliant smile spreading across his face, “What else is there?”

A soft giggle escaped her lips at that, “You never cease to surprise me Mr. Scott.”

He tenderly pecked her now smiling lips, “I could say the same to you Mrs. Scott.”

Worry crept back over her, “Listen, I’m sorry I got crazy today, but we just had Natalie, and Jamie is getting so involved in sports. What if we can’t handle it?”

“You remember right after we got married, I came in to find you in tears with your ring on the table.” She nodded and he continued. “Do you even know how much you scared me that night?”

She blinked in surprise, “What do you mean, you were the one that was so sure.”

“I was. I never doubted my love for you, but what scared me was that maybe you did.”

Cupping his cheek, she smiled, “Never. I just didn’t think I would make a good wife.”

“Hales, from the first day on the docks, you exceeded my expectations and that night was no exception. You needed me, when before it seemed I was the one that always needed you. I got to be a husband that night; I got to give you what you had given me for months…faith. I’d never had that before you.”

Her thumb stroked his cheek, “Nathan…”

His hands loosened around her just enough that he could lay them on her stomach. “I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, Hales, but when you need me, tell me. When it gets overwhelming, let me carry more of the load. Like I told you that night, I will always be there for you, always.”

She shifted more on her side and snuggled into him, “We’re going to have three kids by twenty five. That’s not normal.” She lightly laughed at the thought.

“I don’t ever want to be normal with you.” He smirked down at her.

“God,” she grinned into his chest, and then glanced back up. “You are all about the throwbacks tonight.”

“I told you I remember everything.” He echoed another past quote of theirs.

She quirked an eyebrow, “Does that mean I have to be super cute twenty four seven?” She played along

“Oh baby you always are,” He scooted down to lie on his side with her and their legs tangled.

She hit his arm lightly, “You’re just saying that to get some action on the car again.”

He scoffed, “Please, I bent you over Lucas’s mustang just a couple weeks ago.”

“Nathan Scott…oh…my…god…I bet that’s how we ended up with this one.” Her eyes dropped to her stomach. “I knew you wouldn’t pull out either, not that it would have stopped your sperm.”

Chuckling, he took her left hand with his and intertwined their fingers, their wedding bands glowing in the moonlight. “Hales, its hard enough pulling out of you after it’s over.” He paused as a wicked idea entered his head, “Man, just wait till Luke hears the story.” Her mouth flew open in shock.

“I’m kidding.” But his smirk told a different story. She was sure Lucas wouldn’t speak to either of them for a week once Nathan started bragging.

The stars caught her attention for a moment and for the first time she let the excitement of their child-to-be sink in, “We are lucky, aren’t we?”

“And then some,” He agreed, gazing at her as she counted the stars that blanketed them, the same stars they’d made love under countless times, especially in the rain.

She turned back to him, “Promise to remind me of that when I start to freak out again?”

He parted her towel revealing her naked breasts and let it fall away behind her, “Always.”

And like every deal they ever made with their love, they sealed it with a kiss and then some.

~Cath~

Boys and Their Wive’s Toys

Sat, 24 May 2008 07:59:45 GMT

Title: Boys and Their Wive’s Toys
Author: Lori
Word Count: 5437
Summary: Who says toys are for kids? Nathan’s just found wife’s new toy and he’s more than happy to help her play with it.
Author’s Note: This fic was written for the 800th NHJ thread on FanForum. Thank you to Dawn, Ha, Molly, Ash and the FanForum girls for their support and help with editing this one shot and to Diane for being kind enough to beta it for me.

“Are you sure it’s not in one of your drawers?” he asked, a suspicious tone creeping into his voice. Nathan could hear his wife’s amused chuckle from the bathroom and could easily picture her rolling her eyes as she rubbed lotion into her skin after her shower.

“Yes, babe. I am absolutely certain it is not in any of my drawers. You’ve got plenty of other t-shirts, why do you suddenly need to wear that one?”

“You know exactly why… it’s the most comfortable shirt I have, and that, my sneaky wife is why you are constantly stealing it off me to wear to bed.”

“But you still get to cuddle up to it anyways, so what’s the harm?” Haley asked as she entered the bedroom biting her bottom lip to stop from laughing. They’d had this same discussion a hundred times over and she knew he preferred to see her in it than wear it himself.

Looking up he shook his head and smirked. He should have known. There she stood wearing the exact same shirt they’d just been discussing, a teasing smile on her face. Sometimes she was just too damn smart for her own good. “See! Sneaky!”

“But I look too hot for you to stay mad at me, right?”

“And you say I have an ego.” Nathan retorted, but couldn’t help but agree as he took in the way his baggy shirt clung to her still slightly damp curves. Damn his girl was sexy.

“Why are you even wearing it tonight? It’s the middle of summer and we both know you’ll take it off in no time.”

“Because it’s more fun when you take it off,” she quipped over her shoulder as she pushed open the balcony doors to let a breeze flow through their room. This summer heat was killing her and there was only so much time you could spend in the pool. She smiled looking down over the railing to the sparkling blue water where she and her family had been spending so many great afternoons splashing around. Jamie was learning to swim, extremely proud of himself when he stayed afloat on his own without his water wings, and it was a weight off her mind to know that he could look after himself if he did find himself in the water alone. A sudden memory of the night they’d found him lying face down in the water had her shivering despite the heat. Thank God that terrible time was behind them.

They’d thought of going away on a summer holiday, taking some time out from life after the year they’d had, but after discussing it they realized that they hadn’t had a chance to truly enjoy their new home and create wonderful memories here with their son. Instead of going on vacation, they decided to spend the summer here taking advantage of their beautiful home, the pool which kept Jamie, and assorted others, amused day after day - hell, Skills had almost become their second child – and various friends and family eager to take Jamie on fun outings gave her and Nathan plenty of adult nookie time.

As he tried to straighten up all the clothes he’d moved around looking for his shirt, his hand touched something cold and hard which made him freeze before he made a mess of the clothing he’d just put back in place, trying see what he’d found. His eyes widened as they locked onto what appeared to be a bright blue shiny object. No. Not just an object. A vibrator. A blue shiny vibrator with a remote control. Glancing at his wife and then back at the toy, his dick grew hard at the thought of her using it on herself.

“Um, Hales?”

“Yeah?” she asked distractedly before turning to find him holding the toy in front of him, one hand with the vibrating egg, the other with the small unit that controlled it.

She blushed, not embarrassed at all for owning it, hell they’d once had a small collection of sex toys they used every now and then, but because she hadn’t wanted him to find this one. After his accident when he’d been both physically unable and emotionally unwilling to be intimate with her, she’d finally caved in and admitted she needed some release. They hadn’t used their toys since before their move to Tree Hill and she realized with horror that she had not seen it when they’d unpacked. Wracking her brain Haley had finally remembered the day of their move when Jamie had come upon the box, asking what was inside and Nathan had panicked telling him it was rubbish to be thrown out. Jamie had picked up the box and put it in the pile with the others to go to the rubbish dump. They’d both made a mental note to grab it later when he wasn’t around, but that time had quickly turned into an opportunity for some ‘moving out sex’ and she assumed the load of rubbish had been collected before Nathan had a chance to get the box, both of them too busy making love in their old home for the last time. Thinking back on how fabulous the sex had been, she reasoned it had been worth it… but it still left her without a willing sex partner and no toys.

“This is new. When did you get it?” Nathan asked, unable to take his eyes of the object in his hands, thoughts of using it to make his wife come, filling his head.

“Um… a while ago I guess.” She muttered, not wanting him to figure out the timing. He felt guilty enough about that time as it was, and yes, he was guilty of behaving badly but they’d moved past it. They didn’t need to dredge it up again.

“Oh.” Nathan quickly put the pieces together and immediately felt a pang of guilt hit him in the chest. Of course she’d bought a vibrator. She hadn’t had her husband there to please her. He knew she wasn’t angry at him anymore but there would always be a part of him that was angry at himself for letting her down… for letting Jamie down as well.

“Why didn’t you just use the other ones?” he asked, sitting on the bed and placing the toy beside him.

“Funny story, that.” Haley chuckled, sitting on his lap, the shirt riding up her thighs, so that her bare ass felt the silk of his boxers and the hard beginning of his erection beneath her. She wiggled slightly, satisfied when she heard his growl that she’d be able to regain the lighthearted mood of only moments ago. “Remember how we told Jamie that the box was full of rubbish? Well we kind of got sidetracked that night and forgot to get it off the rubbish pile.”

She laughed at his look of dismay. He’d loved using toys in their lovemaking as much as she did and some of them they’d become particularly fond of.

“But I thought I grabbed that box.” He said bewildered.

“Don’t worry. We can always get more.” She joked thinking how much he looked like their son when he pouted.

“I know… but I just had a vision of some creepy homeless guy finding it on the rubbish dump.”

Whacking his shoulder, Haley scrunched up her nose and whacked him on the shoulder. “Oh, eww, Nathan. Way to ruin the mood, Don Juan.”

Running a hand along the silky smooth skin of her inner thigh, Nathan smirked as her breath hitched and he kept traveling further upwards until reached the small thatch of hair covering her pussy, running a finger along her already damp curls.

Resting her head back on his shoulder Haley sighed as his finger flicked over her clit, a rush of pleasure and anticipation running through her veins, but she was soon disappointed when he stilled his movements.

“Doesn’t feel like the mood’s been ruined.”

“Just shut up and keep touching me” she joked, wriggling on his lap.

Ignoring her whimper of protest as he removed his hand, Nathan lifted her off his lap onto the bed beside him and quickly made his way to their walk in closet where he removed Haley’s freestanding mirror, promising never to curse it for taking up space again, and moved back into the bedroom, placing it in front of the bed. He watched her eyes widen with surprise and a hint of excitement before he sat back down and moved her to sit in her original position, only this time he placed both hands on her thighs and opened them wider so that her legs rested on either side of his own. His hooded gaze met hers in the mirror and he knew this was turning her on. He massaged her thighs, watching her tilt her hips in the mirror begging him to move them higher.

“C’mon, Nathan. Touch me.”

“No. I’m not going to touch you at all.” He said softly, reaching out for the toy he’d placed on the bedspread. “You’re going to play with yourself. You’re going to use this for me.”

Glancing down at the vibrator, she smiled knowing how much he loved when they experimented. Six years into marriage their sex life had evolved, grown and as they’d become more comfortable with each other over the years and they’d tried different things. Some things they discovered just didn’t turn them on, but toy play was definitely something they enjoyed doing together… as well as solo in her case. There’d been times when Nathan had had to travel for games in college and some battery operated devices had come in handy. At first she’d worried that Nathan would have a complex about it, fearing that it questioned his masculinity, but she was pleasantly surprised to find him all for it. He used to talk to her on the phone; talk her to orgasm as he listened to her heavy breathing and the buzzing of her toy. It really got him off.

Rather than taking the toy from him, she raised a hand and placed it on his neck and kissed him deeply, their tongues caressing, tasting, exploring before she pulled away and turned back to the mirror, the sight before her so erotic she shuddered and felt his hands slide up and under the shirt she was wearing, her nipples hardening before he even made contact with her breasts. When he palmed them softly she sighed, reveling in the feel of his warm hands caressing her.

“Take it off.” She whispered.

“But I thought you desperately wanted to wear it.” He drawled teasingly.

“Just take the damn shirt off, smart ass.” She laughed, gently biting his neck to spur him into action.

“No need to get nasty, baby.”

“You like it.”

“So do you.” He replied, nipping at her earlobe with his teeth before grabbing the hem of the shirt and tugging it off her, so very pleased to feel her bare back against his chest and see her amazing breasts in the mirror. Fuck she had fantastic breasts.

Reaching for the toy, Haley handed the control to Nathan, looking at him in the mirror with a smile. “I want to do this together.”

Sliding her free hand down her stomach to part her moist folds, she sighed as her fingers easily slid over her already swollen clit before placing the cool metal against it, forcing herself not to shy away from the shock of the cold. She ran it in slow circles over her hardened bud, her hips automatically gyrating slowly at the contact and she could feel Nathan’s cock hard and hot through his boxers.

“You are so fucking sexy, Hales.”

She bit her lip, pleased by his comment and asked him to turn it on. Looking at the control he realized he had no idea how to use it. It only had two buttons and after trying one he smiled when he felt it pulsing in his hand and heard the low buzzing sound; a quiet toy - always a good feature when you have a child.

“Press that button twice more baby.” She already knew which setting she liked best. Usually she liked to start off with the first setting, the slow steady pulse worked well at building arousal, but she was already so fucking aroused she knew Nathan’s boxers would be wet with her juices. As he reached the setting she wanted, she stopped her circling movement and held it more firmly against her clit. She knew she was close, but she didn’t want to hold back. She wasn’t sure what it was like for other women, but with Nathan she was pretty much always ensured more than a couple of orgasms and this would just be her first.

“God, Hales, I swear I’m gonna come right here in my shorts. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Nathan struggled to contain himself, the sight before him so mesmerizing he couldn’t tear his eyes away. How the fuck had he gotten so lucky? Christ if he knew, but he was going to make damn sure he never lost her again.

“Oh God. Oh Fuck. I’m so close.” She cried, her head lolling from side to side on his shoulder as she got closer and closer to the edge.

“Open your eyes, baby.” Nathan whispered, the huskiness of his voice kicking up her arousal a notch. “I want you to watch yourself come. I want you to see how fucking amazing you look when your orgasm hits and your body shudders against mine. I want you to see what I see when we make love and your pussy clamps down on my cock so hard I can barely move, the look of pure ecstasy on your face as you ride it out and I explode inside of you and you milk me until there’s nothing left. There’s nothing more beautiful than watching you come.”

The power of his erotic words sent her over the edge, her body playing out the story he’d just told and even though she wanted to throw her head back and lose herself in the feeling, she watched; not only herself but her husband watching her and when their eyes locked she came again, the intensity of the desire in his blue orbs causing that second release. Jesus. Fucking. Christ. She’d just had multiple orgasms and he wasn’t even inside her yet.

She felt his mouth on her shoulder, his teeth sinking in before his body jerked and a loud groan left his mouth. She froze, knowing she must be wrong. There was no way her husband just came with her sitting on his lap.

“Holy Fuck.” Nathan whispered, his forehead resting on the place where he’d just marked her.

“Did you… I mean…”

Nathan didn’t answer, simply groaned, wrapping his arms tighter around her. He could not believe what had just happened. He hadn’t lost his load like that since he was a fucking adolescent and just the mention of tits gave him a fierce erection. Well wasn’t this embarrassing. At least she’d gotten off as well.

“Wow. I can’t believe that just happened.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know…”

“Don’t even think about apologizing, baby. That was the single most erotic moment of my life. Do you know how sexy it is that you came just from watching me? I love that you find me that sexy.”

Nathan lifted his face and looked at her in their reflection. “Yeah?”

Haley turned her head to look at him. “I promise. Besides, we both know how quickly you can get it up again… and a night with you isn’t complete without a good fuck.” She winked with a saucy smile.

“I love it when you talk dirty, Haley James.”

~*~

Nathan teetered on the edge of wakefulness, a strange sensation alerting his subconscious that he needed to wake up. His body tingled, a nice feeling and he wondered if he’d been having a sex dream because even in his half-sleeping state he was aware of the raging hard on he was sporting. Then he felt a soft hand wrap around his length and his eyes fluttered open to find his wife smiling at him coyly.

“Good morning, husband.” She whispered, leaning in to kiss him softly.

“Mmm… it is now. What have I… “ he stopped and looked down to where she’d thrown back the sheets and held his erection in her hand, stroking him softly, “or we, done to deserve this special wake up call?”

“Oh I don’t know. It might have something to do with all those orgasms you gave me while fucking my brains out last night.” She whispered against his lips, her tongue snaking out to run across his lower lip slowly.

Her words sent a glorious shiver down his spine. Their sex life was great and every single time they made love was special, but damn if last night didn't have an extra intensity to it; an edge that he knew set it apart. He definitely wouldn’t forget it, that’s for sure.

“It was a pretty amazing night, wasn’t it?”

“Mmhmm… and you approve of my choice of toy then, I assume.”

“Oh yeah.” He replied huskily as he remembered watching her in the mirror, her new sex toy sliding along her wet folds and circling her clit. His cock twitched in her hand and she giggled, shaking her head, knowing exactly what was running through his mind. He laid his head back on the pillow as she continued to stroke him with her soft hand, the other palming his balls, her nails scraping softly along the skin of his sac. He loved it when she did that. He felt her shift on the bed and waited for her to lower that hot wet mouth of hers onto him, wrapping her lips around his swollen dick.

“Now it’s your turn.” Haley said softly, picking up the vibrator she’d placed next to her and turning it on its lowest setting. She felt him jolt upwards at the sound, resting on his elbows as he looked down at her with a look of wariness. “You’re going to love it. Trust me.”

“Okay.” He agreed before lying back down, slightly tense waiting for the first contact with his privates. Any guy would be a bit nervous about something running on battery power getting near his frank and beans.

Haley felt the muscles in his legs tense up and massaged him with her free hand as she moved the toy with the other. Reaching his testicles, she stroked them softly before running the vibe over them in slow circles, the low moan escaping his throat letting her know that he liked it.

“Mmm… that feels good.”

Lowering her head she stuck out her tongue to collect the pre-cum gathering at the head of his cock, smirking at the reaction she got out of him. This time she wrapped her lips around him, sucking on the head like a lollipop, trying not to laugh at the ticklish sensation in her lips from the vibrator working on his balls.

Nathan loved the contrast of her wet mouth on his cock and the pulsing from the toy on his sac. He wasn’t sure what she was doing but it certainly felt as though she was giggling… with his cock in her mouth. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

“Hales. What is so damn funny?” he growled, “It’s not real great for a guy’s ego when his girl is laughing while giving head, you know.”

Removing her mouth from him she let out the chuckle she’d been holding back. “I’m sorry. It’s just… nothing. I’m sorry.”

Composing herself, she took him fully into her mouth as she lowered her head, feeling him at the back of her throat and held him there. She loved taking him in like this. As far as Haley was concerned there was nothing hotter getting your lover off. She’d done this to him countless times before, but never using a vibe at the same time and although she tried, she couldn’t handle the quivering sensation against her throat and she stifled another giggle, thinking how hilarious this situation was, the action causing her to choke and she quickly pulled away, laughter taking over.

“What the…?” Nathan quickly sat up, worried he’d hurt her from the choking sound she’d made. Only he knew she was fine when he saw her chuckling, wiping away a few stray tears of laughter.

“I’m sorry, Nathan. It’s just that you were vibrating in my mouth. It’s just a little odd, that’s all. If only you vibrated like that all the time. Damn that would be amazing.”

“Jeez. Sorry I’m not your very own personal walking, talking, vibrating dildo.” He mocked, trying not to laugh along with his wife who looked on the verge of hysterics.

Haley stopped laughing abruptly and looked at her husband coyly. “You, Nathan Scott, are a genius.”

“I am?” he asked warily, having learned after six years of marriage that that particular face meant trouble.

“Oh yeah. Lay back down stud.” She ordered, before straddling his waist.

“What are you doing?”

“Making you my very own personal walking, talking, vibrating dildo.” She responded excitedly, wriggling her eyebrows.

Oh shit.

“Um… Hales…” His words stopped as she took him in her hand and sunk onto him. Damn there was no better place to be than inside of her.

Haley leaned back, placing one arm on his thigh for balance and grabbed the vibrator with her other hand, turning it on and placing it on against his testicles. He jerked for a moment at the unexpected contact but smiled when he saw her grin and decided to let her have her fun. He loved that she was so willing to experiment with him. She’d always trusted him when he wanted to try new things and now he needed to return that trust… and the pulse working its way up his cock as she slid up and down felt so fucking good.

It was sort of an odd position, Haley thought to herself, leaning back with her arm behind her, but it was so worth it. Not only was he filling her completely, his swollen cock running along her slick walls, but every movement brought heightened sensation as he pulsed within her. Nathan lifted his knees, and began thrusting slowly up as she lowered herself down on to him, holding the vibrator in placed as they moved. She’d never felt anything like it.

“You really are a genius.” She breathed out on a shaky breath, feeling herself getting closer and closer to climax.

“Damn straight.”

“Cocky bastard.” She laughed, wondering how long she could continue to hold herself this way, her arms and legs quivering the more aroused she became. Her arm gave way and she fell back onto his raised leg which supported her, but her other hand slipped further down.

“Aagh!”

Nathan jolted upright, tipping Haley further off balance. On reflex he reached out and pulled her to his chest but it was too late and they toppled off the bed, rolling onto the floor. He felt her shaking beneath him.

“Shit. Are you okay?” he asked, worried she’d injured herself on the way down.

Lifting her head she smiled up at him through her tears of laughter and relief flooded him as he struggled not to join in.

“What the hell was that?”

Nathan shot her a mocking glare. “You tell me. One second you’re bringing me close to coming and the next your freaking new toy is about ready to probe my ass.”

It was too much. She couldn’t hold it back anymore. Her howls of laughter carried through the room as her body shook uncontrollably. Nathan watched, only remembering they were still joined when he felt her shaking above him, her pussy contracting around him, and the ridiculousness of the situation soon had him joining in. It was pretty funny when he no longer had to worry about getting lost up his butt. He shuddered at the thought.

“Oh my God. This is too funny!”

“Hey, you’re not the one who almost got anal probed.” He huffed in faux annoyance.

“Hey mister!” she mock glared, poking him in the chest. “Why is it okay for you to go there, but it’s a no go zone for me?”

“That’s different.”

“Oh, yeah? Care to explain that to me oh wise one.”

“It just is, Hales. Rule number one for the bedroom. Nothing goes anywhere near my ass.”

Haley rolled her eyes and smirked, raising a questioning eyebrow. “I thought rule number one was sex always comes before sleep.”

“Well that’s important too… but it’s being pushed back; new rule number one is nothing goes anywhere near my ass.”

Haley shook her head, before leaning up to kiss him quickly. “I can’t believe we’re actually having this conversation… and while naked on the bedroom floor.”

“Well… I can think of something better to do while naked on the bedroom floor.” He whispered huskily, pushing deep into her.

“Really? I thought you might have filled your great idea quotient for the day.”

Nathan gave her a deep punishing kiss before thrusting up harder, burying himself to the hilt inside of her. He reveled in her gasp of pleasured surprise and broke off their kiss. “Believe me now?”

“Oh yeah.” She sighed before capturing his lips again in a hungry kiss.

~*~

“Mama. I can’t find Rex.” Jamie pouted as he ran into the kitchen.

“Are you sure he’s not in your toy box sweetie?”

“Yes mama. I looked all over for him.”

Haley sighed, wondering where her son’s robotic Tyrannosaurus toy could be. After a ‘busy’ night and morning, she just had no energy to be searching through the house. He hadn’t played with it for ages, but his new friend Kyle had one and now Jamie suddenly needed his as well. It’s was always the way, she thought with a silent chuckle, but she wouldn’t change anything about her son.

Nathan looked up from his breakfast. “He must be in one of the unpacked boxes in your closet buddy. I’ll help you look for him after your Mom and I have finished eating okay?”

“Okay” the boy sighed, showing how he felt about having to wait. “I’ll be up in my room, Daddy.”

The couple watched their little boy run out of the room with identical smiles on their faces. “We’ve got a really great kid Hales.”

Moving behind him and wrapping her arms around his torso, Haley laid her head against his muscled back. “We sure do.”

“I love you so much.”

She tightened her grip on him and placed a kiss against his shoulder blade. “I love you too Nathan.”

Turning around he picked her up and sat her on the bench, standing between her legs and hugging her close, the two of them level now that she sat high on the counter top.

“Okay. Nookie time’s over, kids. Uncle Skills don’t need to see none of that this mornin’.”

Nathan chuckled as they pulled apart and helped Haley off the counter. “Hey man. Jamie’s been looking forward to today all week.”

“Me too. Nemo on the big screen is a big deal but to watch it at the aquarium… man, that’s gonna be kick ass. Oops. Cool. Man that’s gonna be cool.” He corrected himself, always trying to be on his best behavior around Jamie and by extension, his parents. “Anyway, it’s the first time they’ve played a decent movie instead of that educational crap. Not that learning is crap… it’s cool, I mean…”

Haley laughed at his awkwardness. He’d always be Skills and occasionally he was going to slip out some bad language. Jamie knew he wasn’t allowed to repeat it so as long as it stayed that way, they didn’t have a problem. “Yeah. It’s still Jamie’s favorite move. That cute little fish just doesn’t look the same on TV.”

Haley gave her friend a hug, realizing how lucky they were to have such great friends around for Jamie. She never would have imagined just how attached Jamie and his Uncle Skills would become to one another.

“Where’s Big Game James?”

“I’m here, Uncle Skills!” the boy called out as he raced into the room carrying a small box labeled toys. Both Nathan and Haley eyed the box carefully for a moment before realization hit them. It was the box. The box. Obviously their little collection of sex toys had been placed with Jamie’s boxes of packed up kids toys. Holy crap.

“Whatcha got there?”

Nathan quickly took the box from his son and placed it on the counter, earning himself a strange look from the boy and his friend. Haley, however, was blushing profusely looking as if she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole. He couldn’t help but chuckle. She was so damn wild in bed doing things with him that he’d never imagined her capable of… yet she blushed at something like this. Damn his wife was adorable.

“Daddy! It’s the last box and we need to open it. I already opened the others to look for Rex, but that one’s got too much tape.”

Yeah, for this exact reason.

“Rex isn’t in there buddy. This box belongs to your Mom and I and we’ve been looking for it.”

“But it says toys. You don’t play with toys.”

Haley groaned, red faced and unable to look anyone in the eye and as Skills noticed her strange behavior, he realized exactly what kind of toys they were talking about. He chuckled earning a glare from both Nathan and Haley.

“Sometimes we do.” Nathan quickly replied before changing the subject. “Are you ready to go to the aquarium and watch Nemo?”

“Yeah! It’s going to be so cool.” Jamie replied hugging his Dad goodbye before going to his mother. “Your face is all red, Mama. Are you sick?”

“No sweetie. I’m just a little hot.” She replied, thankful for the first time that they were suffering through a ridiculously hot summer.

“Okay. I’m ready to go, Uncle Skills…. Uncle Skills!” Jamie yelled, trying to get the older man’s attention. “Uncle Skills!”

“What? Huh?” He asked, having completely zoned out staring at the box on the counter. It was like Pandora’s Box – forbidden, but damn what he wouldn’t give to open it.

The four of them walked out the front, Haley buckling her son into the back seat of Skills’ car as he chatted excitedly about how great his day was going to be.

“Um… I forgot something…” Skills said vaguely, heading back towards the house.

“Uncle Skills, you didn’t bring anything with you.” Jamie called out, impatient to get going.

“Oh well…” Seeing Nathan and Haley watching him questioningly he knew he had to think quickly. “Um, I just remembered they only sell junk food there. Jamie should be eatin’ healthy so I’m gonna grab some fruit outta your fruit bowl to take wit us.”

Haley smiled. “Thanks, Skills. That’s a great idea.”

As he made his way into the kitchen, he chuckled to himself, bypassing the fruit bowl and heading straight for the box on the counter. Tugging at the tape with force, he tore it off and opened up the top flaps of the box, staring down at the contents with a mixture of shock and awe. Who woulda thought the Scotts were still getting freaky like that after being married so long? He might have to reconsider his view on marriage being boring. Quickly grabbing an apple and a banana to keep his cover, he made his way back out to the car.

“Have fun and behave.” Haley called through the window, both she and Nathan waving goodbye to Jamie.

“You too… or I might have to confiscate your toys.” Skills smirked at the way their jaws dropped and gave them a wink before driving off.

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