A/N: Hope you enjoy! Reviews welcome and encouraged. I want a little more fun before it gets serious. I love playful Ana and Christian.

Christian steps towards me, the lust still consuming his eyes I instinctively take a step back and watch as he arches one of his eyebrows. I am pressed against the railing and grab hold to brace myself. He closes the gap and grins down at me, he picks up something out of my view, and I don't dare take my eyes off his. He brings the object into view that he had just reached for and I see it is rope. I take a deep breath and wait for his next movement. He leans down his warm breath on my skin, his right hand lightly tracing up and down my side. He bites my earlobe, needing it between his teeth; my heart starts its rapid beating as I begin to get worked up all over again.

"I should tie you to this railing and spank you then fuck you Anastasia" He whispers into my ear.

"If that is what Sir would like." I get the response I was hoping for a low growl, but then I hear the rope drop and taken by surprise as he pulls me to him.

His right hand slips into my short, his fingers find my folds and he starts his relentless massaging of my clit again. I tighten my grip on the railing for dear life; I can feel the pull in my stomach begging for its sweet release. He can tell I am close, I am about to lose it when he takes his hand back and places his fingers in his mouth and walks away.

"Come Mrs. Grey, we should get back to Teddy."

I stand there shell shocked, that was a cruel little game my husband decided to play. Not sure if I want to be angry or invoke a plan of revenge. I pull his jacket around me a little tighter as he leads me off the boat. I am snuggled into his side as we walk up the lawn towards the tent, I feel him plant a kiss on the top of my head, no matter how frustrating this man is he truly can be very sweet and loving. He holds the flap of the tent open so we both can get in. I check to see if Teddy is still dead to the world. Sure enough he was, sometimes I envy how deep a child could sleep.

"I can go back to the house and get a sleeping bag for you so you don't freeze." I say as I start to head back out before he stops me.

"Or we can snuggle in yours." I go to make a smart comment but just nod in agreement. Revenge it is.

We get into the sleeping bag and he pulls me tightly to him. My back to his front, I wiggle as if to make myself more comfortable. I feel his breathing hitch, I know that I am getting to him and continue on with my assault. I grind my ass against him and can start to feel the twitch in his pants. He tightens his hold on him trying to stop me, but with that frustration I felt a few minutes ago I had determination on my side. I continue to roll my hips, his breathing is quick pants as if he has run a marathon, and it won't be long now before he can't take it anymore and finds his release. A soft moan in my ear lets me know, and just like that I stop.

"Goodnight Mr. Grey." I say and I close my eyes hugging myself on the inside.

"Well played." He responds and I am lost to the night.

"DADDY!" My eyes fly open just in time to see our son pounce onto Christian and I still snuggled in the sleeping bag. "Daddy you're back! You here!"

"Yes son, you know I wouldn't miss our camping trip? Who else is going to fight off all the bears?" Christian says getting out of our cocoon.

"Daddy, there no bears." Teddy responds his little brow starting to furrow drawing a laugh out of both Christian and I.

"But there is one." Christians tone is serious before he attacks our son with tickles. "A Teddy Bear."

I sit back and watch my two boys play, Teddy is laughing uncontrollably and trying to fight off his father. Christian is so good with him, makes me fall deeper in love with him every day. Finally the laughter stops and Teddy throws up his hands, held like little bear claws and he growls "Grrrrrr." To which his father copies his actions pulling our son into his arms and kissing him. I will not cry…I will not cry… I repeat this mantra over and over in my head.

"Come on you two, time to get some breakfast, even papa bears and teddy bears need food."

"Of course mama bear, and what are you making us?" Christian lays back, his legs crossed at his ankles and his hands behind his head looking smug. Teddy studies him for a minute before lying in the same position. Truly a carbon copy of his father.

"Well I feel like how this whole three bears morning is going porridge would seem like a likely choice. Yours will be cold of course. But sadly I don't believe we have any so eggs, hash browns and toast will have to do."

We sit around our breakfast table after packing up the tent, Teddy going on a thousand miles per hour about anything and everything that comes to mind, he is so excited Christian is home he can barely contain himself. And Bless Christians heart, he tries to keep up with the rambling of our son to the best of his abilities. Between breaths I try and shove pieces of toast or a bite of eggs into Teddy's mouth.

Teddy bounces down from his chair and takes off full speed up to his room; I think he rambled something about planes, trains and whatever else to Christian wanting his dads help. I stand and start clearing the table. Christian grabs my wrists and pulls me down to his lap capturing my lips with his.

"Leave that, Gail can take care of it."

"Or I can since I already started." I send my eyes up to Heaven.

"I believe someone just rolled their eyes at me. My palms are starting to twitch, maybe that ass of ours needs reminding what eye rolling does." His gaze narrows and a small grin cross his lips.

I lean in and kiss him softly, my lips barely touching his, "Don't tease me with a good time." I capture his lips once more before hearing someone clear their throat getting our attention. I pull back and we both wipe our lips as we stand up greeted by Taylor.

"Excuse me baby." Christian kisses me and both he and Taylor head off to his study and I finish cleaning up.

Sawyer and Michaels, the security detail we hired just for Teddy are sitting at the breakfast bar and I tell them to please eat the rest of the food. In seconds the food is gone, well that makes my clean up a little easier.

"Mrs. Grey." Sawyer begins before I shoot him a glare and he corrects himself "Ana, may I ask what the plans are for the day so we can prepare?"

"Well master Theodore wants to go to the park and see the dinosaur museum, after that I am not sure if Christian has made any plans." I shrug leaning back against the counter.

"Of course, I will go get things together if you want to leave here soon." And Sawyer leaves the room leaving Michaels and myself. I give the new guy a small smile and turn back to finish the dishes, it isn't that I don't like him, I am just not used to him. Honestly what child needs his own security? I look up to the window and I can see Michaels staring at me in the reflection, his eyes linger just a moment too long before he gets up and leaves.