This one is a little boring... I am so sorry... HOPE YOU LIKE IT. {crosses fingers}

She smiled against his lips and he smiled back, pulling away. As soon as he was sitting up all the way she blushed and turned away from him. "Are you hiding from me, Madge?" he scolded and beamed running a hand down her naked smooth body.

"No" she whispered

"Oh good because you're beautiful" he said, leaning in to capture her small lips again.

"Thank you" she blushed and beamed

"You are so welcome" his rough hands slid around her breasts and she squeaked, her eyes screwing closed and her mouth opening with little effort.

"MMM" she hummed and pushed towards him, successfully making him suck in a breath

"Alright" he said biting her ear and messaging the inside of her right thigh

"Please" she cried

"Later" he growled and rolled off her, taking the spot next to her on the bed. She sighed and then straddled his hips. She began running her hands up and down his chest and smirked. "Madge" he whispered

"Gale" she whispered back and leaned forward biting his neck. She could tell his manhood was begging because she could feel it between her legs. "You're right" she cooed, "later" he groaned and smashed his palms into his eyes

"You've done this before" he accused

"Me?" she said innocently

"I think you're secretly, Aphrodite"

"The Greek goddess of love?" she giggled and jumped off the bed taking his pajamas she had borrowed off the floor. She looked up and saw him smiling. It was tender and she had to look away from the sweetness of it.

"Are you alright?" he asked his eyebrows crossing with worry

"I'm fine" she sighed and walked into the kitchen. He followed her as he wrapped a dark purple robe around himself.

"Do you want breakfast?" she raised her eyebrows in question

"Do birds fly?" he laughed and rolled his eyes

"Okay okay" he said. Gale took the pitcher out of the fridge. He poured the orange juice into each glass and looked up his eyes shining and his lips turned up. "What?" he said sitting down

"Nothing" she said looking down with a smile. Her eyes rolled when he reached out and held her jaw up, kissing her cheek.

"Nothing?" he joked, "Oh I'm sure it's nothing" he grinned and sat back down in his seat. She bit her lip but continued smiling.

"Really" she said shaking her head

"Alright" he said raising his hands in surrender, "I believe you" he winked and got up taking a mixing bowl out of a deep kitchen drawer. "Waffles okay?" he grinned and grabbed a chef's hat off the counter. She got up and took it off his head.

He spun around to grab her but she was already on the other side of the room, wearing the hat. She grinned and stood, challenging him. A sleeve fell off her shoulder and the boxers hung loosely on her hips.

He pressed his hands into the counters and grinned back. She laughed and moved running over to him, she squealed when he caught her and threw her over his shoulder. She hit his back over and over making him laugh. "Madge you've been bad" he teased and held onto her legs and butt

"I have not!" she screamed and laughed trying to turn towards his head, "Gale" she groaned as he took her into the bedroom, "do not forget about breakfast" she scolded

"You are my breakfast" he grinned throwing her onto the bed. Her stomach flooded with butterflies

"No, no, no" she said and got up, running back into the kitchen; she got up on her toes and tried to place the hat on his head he helped her and then ticked her stomach

"Yeah I don't want my girl to starve" he winked and grabbed a spatula

"No and I don't want you to starve either" she giggled and stood next to him she watched him grab a recipe book off the shelf and skim through it. His finger ran down the page reading each ingredient and steps to take.

"Do you want to change?" he asked looking over at her

"Scandalized?" she asked posing and giggling

"No!" he laughed, "just trying to make you comfortable"

"I am comfortable" she said seriously and went to lounge on his sectional. He looked over and flashed a smile before taking out the milk and preparing the batter.

"Hey Madge?" his voice called a while later

"Hmm?" she asked opening her eyes and sitting up

"Think you could grab the waffle iron out of the cabinet over here?" She stood up and stretched running over to the drawer he was pointing to and taking out a black skillet thing.

"Here" she smiled and kissed his cheek

"Thanks" he smiled back and plugged the cord into the wall, watching the orange light turn on and flash, signaling it was heating up. He sat Madge up on the counter above him and stood in front of her.

"Hi Gale" she giggled and rolled her eyes

"Hi Madge" he smiled and kissed her slowly, the machine beeped and Gale was back pouring the thick liquid into it. After closing and flipping it, he moved around her and took out some plates. He set the little table and walked back taking out two forks and two knives.

The machine beeped again and Madge jumped down to open it and motioned to Gale to bring the plates back, "Oh" he laughed, "my bad" they ate in silence, just enjoying each other's company. The air was fresh as it blew in from an open window.

"My compliments to the chef" Madge smiled slightly, raising her orange juice to him.

"Yeah they aren't bad" he joked, "if we get food poisoning later it's not from these" she threw her head back and laughed taking another bite

"No, but I will probably still blame you for the sickness"

"That's not fair" he complained

"You're right" Madge sighed and looked up to see him grinning

"You're adorable"

"Am not" she said poking her fork into another bite of waffle

"Are too" he argued

"Okay" she said, shrugging, "I'm amazingly adorable" she winked and took her empty dish to the sink

"You don't have to do dishes, Madge" she looked up at his twinkling grey eyes and smiled

"You cooked, I'll do the dishes" he opened his mouth to complain, "Go sit down" she pointed at the couch with a straight face and then took his plate.

"Alright, Boss"

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