AN: So here's my Halloween AU, I'm going to post a chapter each day leading up to Halloween. This has heaps of Maddie/Travis because they're my OTP, as well as Nick/Luciana and Strand/Thomas and Ofelia+Alicia friendship. It's set in an apocalypse free universe and most of this is my own head canons because it is an AU!
Also, the Mexican is from Google Translate, any errors are its fault.
Warning: Swearing, sexual situations/innuendos, mentions of abuse, alcoholism/alcohol addiction
Madison Clark's eyelids fluttered open. Her head was nestled against her partner's chest and she could hear his gentle breathing. She stretched out an arm and shifted slightly before yawning. She could taste both cheap liquor and her lover at the back of her throat and she could feel his hand on her bare thigh.
She smiled fondly at the thought of the night before. It had started normally enough, with her retreating to the garage in search of a stiff drink. She had an alcohol problem, it wasn't as if she drunk during the day or in front of her family, but she was an alcoholic nonetheless. She downed bottle after bottle in the darkness of her Camry late in the night when her depression became too much to bear. She'd drink from a souvenir mug so that the contents would be less obvious to both onlookers and herself. Liquor was her only escape from a dark past and more loss than she'd care to think about. It was a way for her to forget the scars that littered her body, all of her failures and the tiny baby which she would never cradle. It stopped her from thinking about all that she had done, unforgivable, godawful things.
After a few more mugfuls than she'd care to admit, she was surprised to see her boyfriend slip in through the side door. She'd attempted to hide the bottle but he saw it and asked for a glass. They'd polished off the rest of the contents and before too long they were both naked in the back seat of the car. He had slipped into her carefully and they were soon making love. It was then when she remembered that he was the one thing stronger than all of the liquor she downed.
Soon enough he had taken her by the hand and they had quietly, in order to not wake up any other occupants, moved the sex to the bedroom. She remembered his hands skirting over her body, his touch hot against her thighs, ass and back. She could almost feel his lips brushing against her hard nipples and their hips silently banging against each other. She was usually the more dominant one in the relationship and the bedroom. She had moaned, climaxed and murmured into his hair. It had been heated, quick, and effortless. They had collapsed into a sweaty, wet heap and had whispered lovingly to each other until they both drifted off. It had been one of those nights that reminded her why she kept going, kept fighting, kept living.
She peered at her sleeping partner and smiled affectionately. His black curly hair was a slight mess around his head and his lips appeared to be curved into a smile. His skin was a light brown, he was of Maori descent, and he was completely naked aside from a sheet which covered nothing but his left foot. She eyed the traditional Maori tattoo that ran over his stomach in a series of thick, bold lines. He was a real buttoned down man and a giant tattoo didn't suit him but Maddie didn't mind, it really turned her on to tell the truth.
He was an English Teacher and she was a Guidance Counsellor. They had met at the school where they both worked. He was adapting to life post his messy divorce and she was struggling to cope after her husband's suicide. They'd shared drinks numerous times before they had both ended up in her bed. They were each the stability and second chance that the other was hoping for and they had not ever regretted their relationship for even a moment.
"Babe," she began in her thick Southern accent as she ran her fingers over her partner's chest. "You gettin' up?"
Travis Manawa opened his large brown eyes and smiled happily at the blonde peering down at him. "Angel," he was the only person in the world that was allowed to call her something so ridiculous. "You're up early."
"Couldn't sleep, and we've got a shitload of stuff to get done before tonight."
It was October the thirty-first and about a month earlier, when she had had a few too many drinks, Maddie had invited a few friends around for a dress up themed Halloween party. This was something that she regretted deeply later, when she was on a last minute costume search, but her partner didn't seem to mind.
Travis nodded and sat up against the bed head, he pulled his girlfriend into his lap and nuzzled his face into her shoulder. "You smell lovely."
Madison rolled her eyes, "just the most normal thing for you to say to me." She turned her face and smushed her nose into his chest, "but, then again, you smell pretty damn good yourself."
"Well duh! Of course I do, I have you all over me."
Maddie batted him with the back of her hand and beamed lovingly. "You can flirt with me all you'd like but I think we need to get up and get coffee because we have a heap of teenagers and young adults bustlin' around this house."
The blonde climbed off of the bed and began to walk toward the ensuite. Travis watched her, observing her form. She was tallish and curved. He ran his eyes over her, down her sides, over her smooth pale back, which was tattooed with large cursive script reading 'Travis', and down the subtle curve of her butt. When he had first met her she was about forty-six. She had made him guess her age and he'd put her at thirty-eight, which had been the perfect amount of flattery for the blonde. Now she was fifty-one and she still looked great, Travis decided she aged like a fine bottle of wine.
"You comin'?" she motioned toward the shower.
Travis climbed out of the bed, "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
He followed her into the bathroom and watched as she the flipped the faucet on. "Just a quick shower and then I need a coffee." Madison mused as she stepped into the cubicle, him following closely behind.
"I think I'm going to need a few to wake up. Do you think the others are up yet?" Travis lathered up a round puffy bath sponge and began scrubbing it over his chest.
Maddie shrugged, "I don't know. Leesha and Ofelia are probably watching TV on Alicia's laptop but I'm sure Nick and Luciana are still in bed. When Nick was little he used to sleep in for hours. It drove me crazy." Her teenager daughter, Alicia's, friend Ofelia was sleeping over and her teenage son, Nick's, girlfriend Luciana appeared to be a live in fixture as of late. Madison knew that the pair were intimate but she didn't mind. Her son had been a Heroin addict living out of a drug den for the last couple of years and now that he had gotten himself clean, gone back to community college and met a nice girl she wasn't going to complain. She had given him a safe-sex talk though, just as a precaution, and had thrust a pack of condoms at him, she was too young to be a grandmother.
Travis nodded, "yeah, I hope they're all okay."
The blonde grinned and rose an eyebrow suggestively, "can you give me a quick scrub, there's still soap of that sponge thing."
The English teacher nodded and began to gently scrub at the counsellor's shoulders before he travelled down to her back. As he ran the soapy sponge over her chest and breasts he heard her moan softly and watched as she squeezed her eyes shut happily. "Is it bad that I sorta wanna do you right here, right now?"
"It's not bad but it's sort of impractical, we have a party to prepare for." He stroked her cheek and smiled.
"I'm sure we can do it in like five minutes and you'd never know the difference."
"You willing to bet?"
"Hell yeah," Madison licked her lips, gyrated her hips and pushed her partner up against the shower screen before he quickly slipped into her.
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"That was fun." It turned out that they'd easily done it within five minutes and had decided on five more five minute sessions. The couple, buzzing and awake post their early morning sex, stumbled out of the shower a good half hour later.
"A bit too fun, the kids probably heard it. You were getting pretty rowdy."
"Well you were a bit of a naughty boy."
"And now the neighbourhood knows it too."
She batted at his still wet bare chest playfully, "shut up, I wasn't that loud."
"You sure weren't quiet."
The blonde began to dry herself with a towel, "stop denying yourself, you loved it."
He ran the towel over his legs and shook his head, "well I suppose you're right."
"When am I ever wrong?"
They dressed quickly. Her in a camisole, a loose unbuttoned blouse and a pair of tight jeans that did wonders for her curves. Him in a checked button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of denim jeans.
"Coffee?" She queried, her Southern accent strong.
"Definitely." He pressed his lips to her forehead as he felt her fingers slip under the hem of his shirt and skirt over his tattooed stomach.
They slipped quickly out of the bedroom, regaining their serious parental demeanours and common lack of innuendos.
Madison entered the kitchen/dining/living area and peered toward the table. Travis had his arm tightly around her shoulders and she was resting her head against his chest. Her eldest, Nick, was seated at one end of the dining table, with his girlfriend, Luciana, sitting diagonally beside him. Her daughter was seated at the other end, and Ofelia was positioned between her and Luciana. All three girls were closely examining a mess of cosmetics spread across the table while Nick was tapping away at his iPad. Four steaming mugs of coffee were scattered around the table and the room smelt of slightly stale burnt toast.
"Morning, you four." Maddie greeted as she released her partner and proceeded in kissing both Alicia and Nick on the top of their heads. She knew that they were growing up, with him nineteen and her seventeen, but they'd always be her babies and they were never too old for a kiss from their mommy.
Travis sat himself down at the table and smiled, "you guys sleep well?"
Nick grinned, "yep, Travis." He paused, a sly grin slipped onto his face, "I heard you were being quite the naughty boy this morning. What ever mom did to punish you must have been pretty rough because there were some very loud noises coming from over there." He snickered and pointed toward their bedroom door.
Travis began to blush, "I have no idea what you're talking about…"
"You do know that the walls are super thin in this house right?" Ofelia laughed as she glanced at both the adult's horrified expressions.
"We know," Alicia grimaced at the thought. "And Nick you can't talk, I still cringe when I remember that thing you once said to Luciana about how 'Little Nicky' was missing getting some action."
Now it was Nick's turn to blush, "how did you hear that?"
"Thin walls, Nick." Luciana beamed and batted at her boyfriend's cheek. She then rose a thin, black eyebrow and ran some fingers through her long black hair, "pero me encanta poco Nicky."
Nick chuckled. Ever since he started dating Luciana, who was born in Mexico, he began to learn Spanish just so they could say inappropriate things to each other in public and people, especially his mom, wouldn't be able to understand them.
Alicia groaned and shook her head, "you guys always forget that I'm top of my Spanish class and I can understand all of your stupid innuendos."
The ex junkie grinned, "that's what you get for being the smart ass of the family."
"Aye!" Alicia declared before she turned to her mother, "mom tell Nick off for being a mindless brat."
"Nick, stop bein' such an asshole," she joked with a swift grin. "And how about you go make me and Travis a coffee?"
"Fine," Nick rolled his eyes and shuffled toward the kitchen, a childish look of disgust on his face.
"Honestly Luciana I don't get how you date him." Ofelia grinned as she popped a lipstick open and examined the coloured point.
"He's my brother and I think he's a pain." Alicia added quickly
"I'm his mother and he drives me crazy," Maddie chuckled.
"You women are mean," Travis interjected. "Nick's a good kid."
The lanky boy approached the table, "why is everyone suddenly like 'let's just roast poor old Nick Clark'?" He clapped a hand affectionately on Travis' shoulder, "except for you Travis, I like you."
"Well Nick I just had to defend a fellow man from the scrutiny of a bunch of ladies!"
Maddie laughed as she lovingly glanced at her two favourite men. When she had first started dating Travis, Nick couldn't stand him, but now, a good five and a bit years later he finally seemed to have accepted that Travis was not a replacement for his father. "Don't scrutinise the scrutiny unless you are willing to be scrutinised yourself."
Travis grinned, "I suppose you're ruthless when it comes to scrutiny." He squeezed his partner's hand, "so I'd better shut up."
She creased her eyebrows in a mock stern expression. "Oh you'd better."
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