30 Minutes Later

'Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, baby! Oh! Fuck! Fuck! YES! YES! YES! YES!'

Emily sighed as Murphy collapsed on top of her, panting. She could tell he was worn out.

'Murphy?' she said, 'can you untie me now?'

Murphy laughed. He reached up and un-tied Emily's wrists from the bedposts.

Emily wrapped her arms around Murphy, snuggling him tight. She felt sore, but satisfied.

Murphy crawled up and snuggled his face into Emily's neck, panting and grunting.

'Wow…' panted Emily, 'wow…'

Murphy chuckled, kissing Emily's neck.

'Ye feelin' okay, baby?' he asked.

Emily nodded, breathing heavily. She could barely feel her legs, and after sex, that's a good thing.

'You were one Sexy Mama tonight!' panted Murphy, 'holy fuck!'

'I can't feel my legs…' panted Emily, 'ow…'

'Yer definitely my woman tonight,' purred Murphy, kissing Emily's neck, 'fer damn sure.'

'All this over a video game,' panted Emily, 'we should do this more often.'

'Ohh, fuck yes!' said Murphy.

Emily laughed.

Meanwhile

'Oh! Oh! Fuck! Yes! Oh, yes! Yes! Oh, Rebecca! Oh, Rebecca! Fuck! Yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OHH!'

Rebecca buried her face in the pillows, panting. Connor rolled over on his side of the bed, panting.

Rebecca rolled over and snuggled close to Connor, all out of breath.

'Yer my little Sex Queen,' panted Connor, 'wow…'

'You always say that,' teased Rebecca, playfully placing a finger on Connor's nose.

'I'm talkin' truth, babe,' smiled Connor, 'my beautiful Queen.'

'Why, thank you, my Mighty Irish Sex God,' said Rebecca.

'Mmm…' purred Connor, 'I love it when ye talk like that.'

Rebecca squealed with laughter as Connor pulled her on top of him, kissing her passionately on the lips.

'God, yer amazing!' said Connor, 'rawr!'

Rebecca laughed harder now. She loved it when Connor got all playful.

'Fuck, ye turn me on…' said Connor, 'ye up fer Round Two?'

Rebecca sighed.

'You wore me out,' she said, 'I'm exhausted, baby.'

Connor pouted.

'Sweetie, don't pout,' said Rebecca, 'I'm really tired.'

'I can' help it,' said Connor, 'yer just so sexy.'

'Connor…' moaned Rebecca.

Connor sniffed, pretending that he was about to cry.

'Oh, Connor…' said Rebecca.

Connor attempted the pully-dog eyes. Rebecca sighed.

'I'm sorry, Honey Bunny,' she said, 'I'm too tired. All that sex wore me out.'

'But, Becca…' pouted Connor, 'pwease?'

'Still no,' said Rebecca.

'But…' pouted Connor, 'but…'

Rebecca groaned and hung her head.

'Please don't throw a tantrum…' she muttered, 'please don't…'

Too late.

Connor began to fake cry. He pouted, kicked, and screamed like a baby.

'BECCA-BEAR!' he whined.

'Connor…' moaned Rebecca, 'come on…'

Connor thrashed his arms. He was not happy.

Finally, Rebecca caved. She grabbed his arms, looking at him.

'Alright!' she said, defeated, 'I'mm start sucking…'

'Yay!' said Connor.

Murphily's Room

'You remember the first time we ever had sex?'

'How could I forget?'

Emily was curled up in a ball. She had her head in Murphy's lap. Murphy stroked her hair, looking at her with a look of love and adoration in his eyes.

'It was in this very bed on a cold January night,' said Emily, 'you were so nervous.'

'How could I not be?' said Murphy, 'ye looked so sexy. I couldn't help but be nervous.'

'You told me I'd be your first,' said Emily, 'you gave me your virginity.'

Murphy blushed slightly.

'Yer right about tha',' he said sheepishly.

'I laughed and cried for a good half hour after it was over,' said Emily, 'I felt so happy finally having sex with someone who truly loved me.'

'It was amazing, baby,' smiled Murphy, kissing Emily's forehead.

Emily smiled, closing her eyes.

Murphy stroked Emily's hair. He smiled at his wife.

'Is it weird that I feel safe in your arms?' asked Emily, 'you know, just you holding me giving me a sense of security?'

'Don' be silly, Em,' said Murphy, 'it's perfectly natural. I feel tha same way when you hold me.'

Emily smiled.

Murphy looked at Emily. He cradled her head in his hands, smiling from ear to ear.

RebCon's Room

'Holy fuck, that was hot…'

'That's a fucking understatement, Connor…'

Connor held Rebecca close to him. She was still on top of him with her nose buried in his neck.

'Wow, you were sex crazed tonight…' panted Connor, 'fuck…'

'I was?' panted Rebecca, 'more like you were.'

'Ye were really into it,' laughed Connor, 'tha way ye were grindin' on me there? Holy shit…'

'Hush, you,' said Rebecca.

'Don' ye tell me ta hush,' teased Connor, 'ye know what I can do te ye.'

'I'm so scared, Rope Boy,' laughed Rebecca.

Connor frowned.

'Yer lucky I love ye,' he said, 'wit' all me heart.'

Rebecca smile, nuzzling Connor's neck.

Connor tried to nuzzle Rebecca, but she squirmed, trying to get away from him.

'Get back here!' said Connor, 'ya little shit!'

Rebecca laughed. She began tickling Connor's ribs.

'STOP!' laughed Connor, 'I'M FUCKIN' TICKLISH! STOP IT!'

Rebecca laughed at her husband. He sounded like an Irish Elmo when he laughed, and that just made her want to tickle him even more.

'You sound like Elmo!' she laughed, 'this is so cute!'

Connor didn't answer. He couldn't stop laughing.

'COOCHIE-COOCHIE-COO!' cooed Rebecca, 'IS CONNY-WONNY TICKLISH?'

'YES!' laughed Connor, 'YES! STOP! FUCKIN' HELL, REBECCA!'

Rebecca tickled Connor for a good five minutes. Finally, he had enough.

'MY TURN!'

Rebecca squealed as Connor pushed her on her back and began tickling her.

'CONNOR!' she squeaked, 'NO!'

Connor tickled Rebecca's ribs and sides. Rebecca squirmed.

'Looks like I'm not tha only one who's ticklish,' laughed Connor as he continued to tickle her.

Rebecca laughed and squirmed against Connor's grip. Connor laughed.

'Squirmy-Wormy!' he cooed, 'yer powerless, babe!'

'CONNOR!' squeaked Rebecca, 'STOP IT!'

Connor laughed. He was having too much fun.

'COOCHIE-COOCHIE-COO!' he cooed, 'BECCA-BEAR'S TICKLISH!'

Rebecca couldn't breathe from laughing. Connor laughed harder.

'COOCHIE-COOCHIE-COO!' he laughed, 'COOCHIE-COOCHIE…'

Connor's sentence was cut short. By accident, Rebecca kicked and hit Connor right in the nose.

'Oh!' said Rebecca.

'JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST!' yelled Connor, 'WHAT THA FUCK, REBECCA?'

'Connor, I'm sorry!' said Rebecca, 'it's my reflexes. If you tickle me too much, I kick.'

Connor held his nose, howling with pain and rage.

'I'm sorry, baby,' said Rebecca, 'let me see.'

Connor let go of his nose. Rebecca looked at his carefully. She sighed.

'It's not broken,' she said, 'but you're bleeding pretty badly.'

Connor grabbed a tissue and held it to his nose. His eyes were filled with tears.

'I'm sorry, baby,' whispered Rebecca, 'I'm really sorry.'

'It's not yer fault, baby,' said Connor, 'but ye got one hell of a kick.'

Rebecca laughed.

'Kick boxing and jiu-jitsu will do that,' she said.

'An' those lessons are payin' off in a ten-fold,' said Connor.

Rebecca laughed.

Connor snuggled Rebecca close to him with his free arm. He kissed her forehead.

'I love you,' whispered Rebecca.

'As I love you,' Connor whispered back.