4.
~ It was a while before Arthur could retreat back to his office that weekend. The boys were fighting, Darcy had come home from a friends and gone strait to her room. Drew had a started the habit of throwing a temper tantrum to get attention which, Arthur was ashamed to say, he always fell for.
His daughter was perfect and precious and he almost thought it cruel when Ariadne told him to just ignore the screaming toddler when she fell to the floor and cried. The boys had been trained to walk away from Drew when she did this and Ariadne would go into another room till the little girl stopped her crying as soon as it started.
But with Arthur, Drew knew she could have her way. Arthur soothed her, gave her what she wanted and she latched onto him like he was her hero.
"You're going to spoil her." Ariadne warned as Drew asked for a cookie and her papa, her knight in shinning armor, gave her one.
"No, I won't." he insisted.
"First it's a cookie, then it's an expensive toy, then it's a car, then it's some boy." Ariadne warned.
"No, she's not allowed to date, are you?" Arthur asked his princess and she shook her head though a mouthful of cookie while he held her aloft in his arms.
But Drew had been born to be his princess and that was the end of it.
~ It was well past nine and Arthur listened for the sounds of his wife in the house. Of his daughter padding around the hardwood floors before going to bed. He didn't hear anything and decided at last the baby was down for the night and Ariadne was off reading somewhere or working on something. It was still a large apartment and it was easy to find a small secluded space.
He sighed and opened his laptop. He had found several porn sights he liked already that showed videos he favored. He wasn't a fan of the brutal fetish style. He didn't like the scary and demeaning things they did. He also wasn't one who liked the overly romantic erotica. Ones that showed a real couple. They were fine and romantic, but boring. He tended to favor videos of younger women, blonds who were too thin and had tattoos. He hated tattoos on women and felt, somehow, they were whores anyway, who wanted this kind of thing.
He liked videos of girls with fake breasts lewdly mounted and pounded. Their fake breasts bouncing to the point it was almost funny.
But Arthur didn't care about that as he watched the ridiculous girl with her waxed private parts. Of how her partner treated her like a piece of meat and she seemed to enjoy it. Her fake moaning of pleasure as she pretended to come.
Arthur felt himself come at the sounds of her moans and quickly cleaned up. His breathing returning to normal as the video was now annoying and rude.
How could he watch something like this? And everyday? He had a beautiful wife in his bedroom right now. A beautiful woman who had carried his sons and his princess and give birth to them. Ariadne was a hundred times more appealing than that blond with her gross tattoos. Ariadne, in her cute lavender pajamas. The panties she wore to bed with the white lace. The shampoo she used and how it smelled of clean things. Of how she would let her toenails grow too long and purposefully scratch his leg while they were in bed.
He would know then that she was feeling a little frisky and pretend to be mad at her. His sweet wife, who kissed him so well. Who came for him so easily.
If he hadn't just climaxed from the movie, he would have felt an erection starting for her.
He stood, made sure there wasn't a trace of his video crime on his clothing, and left his office.
He wanted to see his wife. Wanted to feel the delicate skin of her inner arm. Tickle her there till her eyes sparkled and she was giggling. Both of them knowing where it would lead.
~ In their bedroom. Ariadne was sleep on top of the covers. She had fallen asleep withe her clothes still on. The sudden rain storm outside leading to a mood that made the whole house repose into a slumber.
For once, she was alone. Her slender form just like snow white as her cheeks were pink and her lips flushed.
He was about to lean down and kiss her when he spotted Daniel asleep on his side of the bed.
Arthur stood up strait again.
He wouldn't have it. This had to stop. Daniel was too old for this and kidnapping or no, it ended now.
He rolled up his sleeve and went to Daniel. The little boy curled next to his mother like a happy cat.
"Buddy, you need to sleep in your own room." Arthur whispered as he rolled the boy into his arms and off the bed.
Ariadne didn't stir as her son was taken away from her. Arthur saw her face twitch in her sleep. As though sensing the loss of the small, warm body.
"Mommy said I could sleep with you guys." Daniel muttered drowsily as Arthur gently Held him close to his body.
"I thought you wanted to sleep in your own bed like your brother." Arthur said.
"Mammy likes for me to sleep with her. She says it's the only way I'll be safe." Daniel said weakly as Arthur took him to his own bed and pulled back the covers.
Daniel was instantly asleep as soon as Arthur turned on the white noise machine. His brother, Dominic, not even waking as the Point Man left his boys for the night.
He checked on Drew and Darcy. The baby sleeping just like her mother. Pink cheeks and bigs lips that seemed more beautiful in slumber. Darcy was awake in her room and talking on the phone to her friend.
"It's 10 o'clock, lights out Darc." Arthur called through her door. Long ago accepting her bedroom was off limits to the male gender.
"Alright." she called back.
Arthur was feeling satisfied when he walked back to his bedroom. The kids were alright and he would have the bed alone with his wife.
Ariadne was just where he had left her. The side she favored to sleep on faced his side and her arms were reaching out in her sleep for a warm body to hold.
Arthur watched her as he undressed. Stripping off his neck tie and shirt as he remembered the way her slight body felt on his. How her skin was always warm and how her feet felt rubbing up next to his.
He couldn't stay away. Ariadne had fallen asleep with her clothes on. The day proving so exhausting for her, that she must have laid down for what she thought was just a nap with Daniel. Arthur was crawling into bed with her. His hands unbuttoning her blouse to show the lace of her bra.
As soon as her skin was revealed, he couldn't help himself. He tasted of her flesh. His lips feasting on the skin he had missed so much.
Ariadne moaned slightly and rolled over on her back. Arthur, feeling slightly perverted in a good way, unbuttoned the rest of her blouse. He wanted her breasts freed. Wanted her naked and at his command again. He longed for her now the way a man in the desert longs for water. His thirst was becoming insatiable and he could barely control himself.
He sensed her breathing picking up as one hand was pushing down the lace edges of her bra, the other gently rubbing her between the legs. Her clothing keeping his beasts at bay.
Amazingly, she slept on as he stroked her, Her legs opening slightly at his touch. Her sweetness radiated heat that seemed to spark hotter and hotter as he tickled her there.
He exposed her delicious nipple and went in for a forbidden taste.
"Arthur?"
He froze as his lips were kissing and sucking her nipple.
"Arthur, what are you doing?" came a worried, sleepy voice.
Her hands, suddenly strong pushed him away from her and she jumped free.
Arthur felt no shame at all to have been caught molesting his sleeping wife.
"Honey, the kids are asleep." he tried to explain as she moved a way from him. Her face a mixture of shock and revulsion as she buttoned her blouse back up.
"You were trying to have sex with me while I was asleep?" she hissed at him angrily.
"No, it wasn't like that." Arthur tried to explain.
"I never knew you were this hard up." she spat bitterly. "Where's Daniel?"
"He's in his bed. He's not sleeping with us anymore." Arthur told her as she went to the bedroom door.
"No! You're not checking on him. He's asleep in his own bed and he's safe. I don't know why you brought him in here to start with." Arthur demanded as he jumped in front of the door. He knew she was going to go check on the boys. Knew it would ruin any chance to be with her tonight.
"Arthur, I was just reading to him and I guess we fell asleep." Ariadne huffed.
"Really? Where's the book?" Arthur asked and looked around the bedroom with a mocking tone.
"Don't tell me not to take care of my child, Arthur." she told him hatefully.
"Ariadne, I need my wife back. I need my lover back in my bed." he tried to explain.
"And I need to be his mother. Don't you see? He needs me. I couldn't protect him from those kidnappers, we couldn't get him back. He had to escape on his own!"
"Which proves he's strong. Now is not the time to coddle him!" Arthur fought back.
"Get out of my way." Ariadne said in a dangerous tone.
"Ariadne." Arthur said calmly. He knew he had lost this battle. Knew Ariadne would only fight harder and see him as the enemy forever if she didn't get her way.
He met her angry eyes for several seconds before stepping aside to let her check on the boys.
~ Arthur was frustrated as he drove to the old apartment. It was still a walk up in the trendy, but older part of town. He wasn't sure what he had loved about it so much. Maybe it was the girl he was with at the time.
He banged on the front door and waited for an answer.
"Hold on, you bastards!" came a woman's harsh call in French.
Arthur rolled his eyes.
Sadie threw open the door. She had started to dress a little better these days. Her clothing was sleek and fashionable. Not bright and outrageous as it had been when he first met her.
"Arthur." the spider woman purred. "What are you doing here?"
Sorry for the late update. Went to see the movie "Gravity" it was awesome!