Title: Praying for an Upswing.

Rating: M (Language & Situations)

A/N: Dick Wolf owns LOCI characters, all others are mine. NO LINKS BETWEEN REALITY & THIS CHAPTER ARE INTENDED.


The next morning, Jeremiah's awakened by the soft-toned sobs coming from his wife. Carefully moving to tuck some of her hair from her eyes, he hears her weep "I battered my sexy God last night. There's absolutely no excuse for it, and what makes that worse is; I don't know how I'm supposed to atone, or even if I can." "Beautiful, it must have slipped your mind. I adore it when you mark your territories, while we're making love. Just getting that private reminder of my heart, mind, body and soul belonging to a phenomenally gorgeous; brilliant, magnificently loving woman, exhilarates me. I'm aware, you'd never leave those near my face, but that doesn't mean you have to atone. You don't need to worry about me changing my views on this, either." Jeremiah refutes. Slowly lifting her head, Liza notices love and concern in her husband's stare. "I had no right, to wake you this way." She grouses. "I'm actually glad you did, sugar. You know, I don't like it when you bottle up how you feel, unless we're dealing with an unrelated emergency. Now, tell me. Why are you being so hard on yourself?" Jeremiah counters. "Fear. A terror really, that I'll lose you, before getting a chance to bring you the kind of love and care our relationship started on. Seeing Tynie rush and crumble, it reminded me of how close I recently came. I know she didn't mean for it, but you know, I'll never lie to you. I may stretch truths to hide surprises for you, but that's it." Liza rambles, with tears in her tone. "Listen to me, baby. You have no reason to be afraid, or even suspect I'm unhappy with our relationship. It's been my life's greatest honor, and deepest inspiration, since it began. I cherish how it's evolved, because it's our most personal way, to show we can persevere through anything the world throws at us. We've had ample chances to prove it on a public level, but all that's done is, remind me of how blessed I am to be yours. I don't even want to think about how I'd endure anything our family has, without you at my side." Jeremiah disputes. "Ohh baby, that was beautiful. Everything you said, is mutual, but I've got to figure out a new way to improve your day." Liza repudiates. "What would you do if, I said I'd like it better if, we kissed and discussed a way to handle that as one?" Jeremiah dares.

Maneuvering to kiss him, she gives part of her answer, feeling a sense of peace strike her heart. Stealthily wrapping his right arm around her, Jeremiah rests his left on her lap, then hears his wife swoon through her breath. Disbanding the kiss, Liza smiles like an idiot, her spouse making it mutual. "I had an idea come to me, babe. Why don't we inject this kind of kisses into most situations, saving the hotter ones for when we're alone?" Jeremiah proposes. "Sounds good, honey. We'd have to allow the other couples in our family to do it, when they're here, though." Liza concurs. "I'll let them know, in due time." Jeremiah ensures. Thanking him with another brief kiss, she swears her love, getting the vow in return. Gently freeing her, Jeremiah's lead through their day starting routine, only to escort his wife to their living room. "Dad, I got called by Frank a bit ago. Anita asked him to change our deal with Walter's house so you two, JT, Tynie and Bobby are on last string. Evidently, she believes what you went through yesterday justified it, and she found out Russ agreed. She's afraid, it'll get us on His Honor Shumacker's bad side, because of the timing." Tianna broadcasts. "It won't, because I have no problem telling him the new deal came out so Tynie and I wouldn't violate our medical restrictions. We got lucky on that yesterday, to be honest with you." Jeremiah balks.

Before Liza can add to the conversation, Markus's text alert goes off. Rushing to find out why, he finds a message from Tynie, who has a surprising offer. "Dad, I just got word. Tynie's willing to write up a statement based on what you just said, and get it notarized in case it has to be sent to His Honor Shumacker. If so, she's hellbent on paying the courier fees, because of the last minute notice. She wants to know if you'll sign off on it, and if doing that will run her a steak dinner." "Tell her, I'd rather have it run her a round of StarBars. We don't know what the courier costs will be, or if they'll be needed, so I'd prefer my baby pays the notary ones. Sorry so much of that rhymed, but defending this, is my turf." Liza interrupts. "I'm on it now." Markus obliges. A few minutes go by, before the family's luck with phone app sensitivity issues strikes, again. Due to it, everyone near Markus hears an automated voice say "Anita wants me to let those two know he's driving Frank's Explorer, so we can tie that into the concerns on violating medical restrictions. I know how to do it, but you guys will need to be ready to vouch me out. Aside from it, we have a deal. I'll text you again, when me and Bobby are on our way." Accepting that, Markus ends the conversation by family norms. Sitting back, he sees his father and stepmother claim seats, as his wife's text alert sounds. Fielding why, she reports "Frank got called by His Honor Shumacker's assistant, Claire, while we were talking. She found out, her boss learned James and Audry threatened their family in prison calls. They've cut off contact, but now, he has to order a new case against James and Audry. Frank must have had issues with his speaker button, because Bobby heard that, and used it to back changing Tynie's delivery offer. Now, she's to do it in person, then have Dad join her in giving video testimonies, because of the medical restrictions angle. Bobby insists on reinstating Tynie's steak meal debt, due to this coming out, too. Claire said they'd have to do the rest, with the video testimonies being taken in her office, by the close of federal court business tomorrow. Apparently, that courthouse's IT division is union, and that union signed an intent to strike notice at their meeting last night. If they don't get a new contract by tomorrow at seven, it'll hit. Bobby said, that's why he'll bring Tynie over to do the statement from here, in twenty minutes." "I wonder if we can use the strike angle, to support having the people who are supposed to help Jessie, Walter and Elsie, take turns giving video statements. If so, we'll owe Tynie, for taking them, ripping them to DVR, and delivering them." Markus contemplates. "I'll find out, and let you know." Liza volunteers.

Doublechecking her phone, Tianna amends "Anita beat you to it by emailing Claire, and the answer's yes. Tynie has until next Tuesday at the close of federal courthouse business to make that delivery, because His Honor Shumacker must have the new case start within ten business days. We can blame it on how the prior one was governed, too." "Damn." Markus curses. "Little shit's going to need backup." Jeremiah ruminates. Blinking, Tianna advises "Dad, I just got word. You and Frank shared that notion, but he's using it to support taking over taping the statements, while you're out. They'll be temporarily saved to his computer, so she can do the DVR rips when she gets home. He felt it was best, especially given how rough yesterday was, but there's a condition. I had to let Liza know, this means Frank's driving Tynie to make the delivery." "Will you tell him it's just been covered?" Liza goads. Nodding, and proving her promise, Tianna repeats family norms for ending texted chats. "This isn't how I wanted today to go." Markus bristles. "I know, baby.I learned why Tynie didn't ask about union strikes in court yesterday. She didn't want to give anyone on the defense wing anything they could abuse to get the case thrown out, and I don't blame her. The thing is, she'll need one of us to get her more DVR's in the coming days." Tianna extolls. "That just became my turf, and I'll tell her, when she gets here." Liza insists. "Ok." Markus rasps.

Letting silence encase the room, Jeremiah soon sees his niece and nephew let themselves in. Securing his house, Bobby's back is turned on his wife, who's approached by Liza. "What's up, sis?" Tynie probes. "Is there a brand of DVR, you don't want me buying?" Liza asks back. "Varabatin. I don't know what the hell they use to make their DVR discs, but they're reputed for fucking up burner drives. Frank told me, on my and Bobby's way out, our home insurer considers that damage a form of property owner's negligence, so it's not covered. I just hope you realize, I'm using that to support giving you a hundred bucks, to buy the biggest DVR stack you can; before we go any further." Tynie answers. "I do now, sis." Liza surrenders. Obliging her word, Tynie sees the cash get pocketed, before she and Liza are escorted to Jeremiah. Locking eyes with him, Bobby notifies "Everything you just saw me do, was under Anita's advice, because of today's news. That's also why, my baby's not driving today, unless an unrelated emergency leaves her no choice." "It's also why I'm not moving, until Liza has the evidence of our latest deal secured in her purse." Tynie adds.

Obeying the new directive, Liza walks up on her husband, chastely kissing him. Behind her back, the other couples in this house, alternate repeating the tactic. After they retreat from it, Tynie walks up on her uncle, whom arises to lead her into his home office. Deliberately leaving the door open, she gets a curious smirk, inspiring her to explain "Trust me, making it hard for us to hear hollered code red call outs, is one of the worst things we can do today." Realizing she's right, he nods, and begins to collaborate with her on the written statement. As soon as it's printed off, Tynie secures it in her purse, while her uncle shuts down all the electronics they used. Catching it from the corner of her left eye, Tynie rebuts "We should do that across the board, brother. Christ knows if the weather will turn to shit while we're out, how bad our traffic issues will be, or if we'll be diverted by a code red before we can keep our deals with Claire." "Case rested." Jeremiah renders.

Utilizing that reaction as a cue, Tynie demonstrates her idea for the split, and is escorted into the living room. Gazing around it, Tynie gives it's other occupants a recap of what they missed. "Babe, I'm revoking your deal with Liza. After how most of the past thirty six hours have been, I believe it's best, for you ladies' safety. You'll still get the DVR's, but it'll have to wait until our next restock. She can keep the money you gave her, if she wants to, though." Bobby decrees. "I'm only keeping it, as a backup, in case we encounter card reader issues." Liza informs. "Sis, I'll go along with that, on one condition. You need to understand, your decision gave me perfect grounds to let you plant whatever you don't use out of that money, on my baby when we get back here." Tynie reprimands. "Deal." Liza quips.

Deeming it another cue, Markus suggests the group due to leave, prepares to do so. Witnessing them obey, he hears the door lock, but doesn't see them drive off. True to Tynie's concern, traffic's a bitch, which makes enacting most of today's new agenda take just over three hours. Regrettably, the only bonus to it is, Bobby's able to keep his promise on the steak meals and pay for a tankup, without Liza's worry on card reader issues coming true. Arriving at Jeremiah's house, he and Bobby guide their wives from Frank's car, which is remotely secured on the way to the front door. Opening it, Bobby's waved ahead by his wife, whom locks up after them. Deftly trailing the house's owners and her spouse, Tynie informs "Dean got our deal on the second round of video testimonies changed, so that delivery's on him, right after mine and Jeremiah's were done. Don't ask me how, but Annalise found out what Frank told me about our insurance was a crock of shit, that was spread by disgruntled administrative assistants. Sorry that rhymed, but they're being fired and prosecuted for fraud, as I speak. We may get notified about qualifying for restitution because of it, too. If the answer's yes, I'm having my baby get Frank to forfeit our chunk to someone who needs it more than us." "I already did, babe. You didn't hear it because I had my phone on vibrate, but if the answer's no: he's having our entire family change companies, again." Bobby admits. "I'm texting him, saying you didn't know I'd insist on helping him, until now." Markus rescinds. "It's not a lie, but it means I'll need my baby and Liza's help on drinks." Bobby debates. "Lead the way, brother." Liza goads. Complying, he helps his wife and aunt get Jack and Cokes and Sapporos together. Distributing them, that trio reclaims their seats, letting the area fall silent.

This time, the quiet's broken open by Markus, Tynie and Jeremiah resolving cleanup. By the time they reenter the living room, Liza fields an update call from Dean, as Tianna runs a hand through her hair. Fifteen minutes later, Liza stashes her phone, and scowls. "Guys, I just found out. Annalise got an email from her insurance agent's union, even though she's retired. What you heard when we got back, came from them and a press release from S.A.G. Shastan's office. As part of the case Tynie referenced, he's filing for a judge's order, requiring our current insurer be shut down within two months. Dean used that, to support having Russ start keeping our word to Elsie's house, as soon as his video testimony's done. Jack's helping Annalise get removed from the email list for that union right now, and he insists on being Markus and Frank's backup on our provider move." Liza regales. "Son of a bitch. By the way, that wasn't directed at anyone on our side of this new bullshit." Tynie debases. "We know, sis." Tianna soothes. "We agree with your sentiment, too. I just, can't help but wonder what this means for the money you gave me." Liza interferes. "I want it split between Jack and Markus. Bobby may hate my decision, but it's grounded in the fact, they agreed to back Frank on split second notice. Speakin' of him again, he's getting a fifth of Johnnie Walker Black on our next restock, whether he likes it or not. We've already discussed why, too." Tynie dictates. "As long as none of them are paid in public, her decision's fine by me." Bobby defies.

Shortly nodding, Tynie sees her aunt head to deliver the cash to Markus, whom promises "Jack will get his half in a few days." "What if he refuses it?" Tianna asks. "Plant it on Lori, and swear you found out how most of the past thirty six hours have rolled out, lead me to make his being paid non-negotiable. If either of them needs it vouched, have them call me." Tynie mandates. "Spoken like a true, yet frustrated, judge." Jeremiah revels. "I am related to four retired federal ones, who are reputed for inspiring me, you know." Tynie regards. "Well played sis, well played." Markus brags. Smiling to agree, Liza goes back to her seat, noticing her husband concurred the same way. "Guys, that reminded me of something. Before Frank got ahold of me, my baby and I talked about wanting to change a house rule. We believe, it's wrong to leave our family's couples unable to show some affections. Dad, if you let it happen, I'll tell them, at our next family gathering." Tianna proclaims. "I will, as long as it's done tastefully, like we did earlier." Jeremiah restricts. "Hell, that's fair." Markus reviews. "Definitely. I can see it being made a family wide thing, too." Bobby garners. "Why can I see us getting that proof in text messages before today's over?" Tynie inquires. "You have an innate capacity for picking up on that sort of thing, sis. We've never figured out how you do it, but this time, I shared your theory." Liza precludes.

Grinning, Tynie kisses her husband's cheek, creating a new wave in the room. Stealthily returning the favor, the men in that area embrace their wives, guiding them to sit back. Quietly doing so, Tynie, Tianna and Liza share another smile, which is mimicked by Markus, Bobby and Jeremiah. Barely three minutes later, the last man's text alert sounds, him turning to uncover the cause. Skimming over new messages, he re-phrases "Baby, you and Tynie should play the lottery. Felicia got why I say that established, while we were out. She'd have texted sooner, but her phone needed to charge. DaJuan didn't let her do it last night because of the storms, but he did get Taia to split the costs of some Dio Rio's for us. We're not supposed to consider it debt worthy, because of how the bulk of the past thirty six hours has been for us, though. Oh, and they got our standard delivery wait time." "I'm not buying a lotto ticket today. We've had too much shit come out and change, in too short of a timeline; for me to be alright with adding risks of: problems with the media, thugs, or the New York State Lotto Commission, more car wrecks and issues with the NYPD, or account access delays to it." Tynie contests. "Sis, again that makes two of us." Liza attests. Conceding with a nod, Jeremiah ends the chat with Felicia by kin custom, then feels his wife nestle up to him.

Sleekly repeating the move, Tianna and Tynie glance Jeremiah's way. "I'm OK, ladies. You must not have seen it, but I took a dose of my pain medication, with the Coke Bobby brought me." He predicts. Exhaling a relieved breath, Tianna hears Tynie mimic it, seconds before a new silence envelops the room. Aiming to relax in it, they succeed, until the front door's knocked on. Delicately releasing their wives, the men in this house arise to deal with the delivery person, by family tradition. Seated by each other again, Liza's house is full of people, who enjoy the meal. At it's end, she, Tynie, and Tianna wave their men back, then leave the room long enough to handle cleanup. "God, this year's been so rough. I'd give anything for an upswing. You know, for shit to get better and stay that way?" Tynie complains. "We all would, sis. Believe me, if I knew of more ways to start one, I'd be advising you guys on them right now." Jeremiah laments. "I've never doubted you, and I'm not changing it now. You don't deserve that disrespect, or any for that matter, brother." Tynie negates. "Guys, do you think we should pray to our guardian angels for the upswing?" Markus ponders. "At this point, I don't see how it could hurt." Bobby refers. "Neither do I, but I'd like to lead it." Liza falters.

Bowing her head, Tynie closes her eyes, the others by her following suit. Inhaling a sharp breath, she enforces her wish, allowing it to lead into a chorus of people saying "Amen." As they raise their heads, Tynie's phone goes off, inspiring her to treat it like the others did. Examining a worried text from Kiki, Tynie replies "Sis, I was just about to advise y'all pray to Jimmy and our other guardian angels. You didn't know, but Bobby's had my phone by him, because Liza, Tianna, and I were working in the kitchen. If you'll help me get this word out, I'll pay you whatever you want." "Just let me get a Sapporo, next time I'm at your house, sis." Kiki retorts. Approving the deal, Tynie keeps most of it, then ends the chat by exchanging good night messages with everyone she loves. "Technically, you didn't lie to her, sis. I doubt you realized we heard everything, but I stand by how it was handled." Markus digresses. "We all do, sis." Liza corrects. "Thanks." Tynie peeps. Reverting to their cuddled up poses, all three couples try to relax, failing this time. Cautiously rolling her neck, because of it's proximity to her husband, Liza makes it pop. Gazing down, Jeremiah worries "You OK, sugar?" "Yes, and no, love. Yes, because I'm glad we got that rule changed, in every home our family owns. No, because there's so much in question; and a lot of it has to do with the upswing we all prayed on." Liza replies. "Sis, we're all happy about the first part of that. As far as the second goes, I hate saying it, but all we can do is wait and see. If I knew of an alternative, I'd tell you." Bobby intervenes. "Either that, or he'd have me bartend a meeting between our family's men, that was called to discuss it." Tynie adheres. "Liza, she's right, again. We should leave how most events in our lives are handled, to our men. Barring judicial orders, or medical ones requiring differently, of course. As a bonus, our risks of having scammers target the women in our family, would be cut down." Tianna discerns. "I didn't expect her to take my bartending angle that way." Tynie conveys. "Neither did I, but this is one time I loathe saying, you're both right in respects we've already heard. I'd prefer it if we discussed that with the rest of our family in person, because of the scammer aspect, though." Jeremiah disclaims. "You've got it, Dad." Markus asserts.

Supporting that with nods, everyone from Liza to Tianna invokes silence, and continues their attempts to relax. Briefly accomplishing it, Liza frees herself of Jeremiah's hold, and heads to the restroom. Quietly crafting another chain reaction by doing so, scowls are exchanged in this living room, when Bobby finishes it out. Reclaiming his seat, Bobby looks around himself, as he recaps "Guys, on my way back in here, Russ and Bill texted me. Russ found out, Elsie's house has damn near stellar electrical and plumbing. Sadly, her home security system wasn't great, so he called Dean out on a code red, to get that changed. Now, she has one that's easy to use, yet rivals mine. He brought Mack with him, so he could figure out how far to take the electronics overhaul, too. As it turned out, all of Jessie, Walter, and Elsie's electronics were made by the same fuckers who make XKalibur laptops. You know how shitty those are, so you should understand, why I agree with Mack's decision to rush changing it. Dean plans on taking updated video testimonies because of all that, but it's not happening, until tomorrow. Annalise advised it before the call out, so they don't have as high a chance of being served to appear. Claire's been notified, and she promised to update His Honor Shumacker. Bill's advised, we take the next few days to do restocks, housework, or have dates, unless new shit goes live. He believes it's best, especially since some of us had court yesterday." "When did all this start?" Tianna queries. "About an hour after my baby made those payments non-negotiable." Bobby replies. "Damn. Babe, please tell me you'll tell Dean I'm cool with him ending my DVR stash for this shit." Tynie prays. "I'm on it now, baby." Bobby elicits.

As he goes to prove it, a few texts from Mack come through, which change the plan. "Honey, you'll have a hundred stack of Revian DVR's, when we get home. Frank got a new computer monitor made by them, too. Mack's heading to do the delivery and install now, so you don't have to worry about it. He felt it was fairest, because of how most of the past thirty six hours have been for us, and how you two's electronics entered our agenda. Russ is riding with them, so our preferred cabbie doesn't have as high a chance of working overtime, too." Bobby informs. "Given how bad traffic's been lately, I don't blame him for having her take him to Elsie's, or wanting to cut our cabbie a break. Sadly, I can see him being among very few people who'd do it." Tianna defends. "Sis, I'll bet my ass, you just spoke for our entire family, without knowing it." Tynie gambles. "Sis, that makes two of us." Markus reclaims. "He meant four, right, Jeremiah?" Bobby wonders. "Yep." Jeremiah vouches.

Curtly nodding, Bobby updates Mack, then finishes the chat by family custom. Leaning against him, Tynie feels his right arm drape her shoulders, and sees it made a new pattern among the couples by them. "I can't wait to be out of this brace, so I can finally hold my baby tight." Jeremiah gripes. "I've been there, brother. Believe me, it bites, but I may be able to have Mack do your tattoo around the time you get the brace off." Tynie remarks. "Sis, you must have forgotten. I'm supposed to set that up, but I'll do my best to use your timeline." Markus reminds. "Ok." Tynie breathes. Craning her neck to the left, Liza recounts "Honey, I've loved how you hold me, ever since you first started doing it. You being in a cast and a brace didn't change that, it just temporarily changed the style. I'm fine with it, because it definitely beats living without you. I'm not sure how I'd do that, and I don't want to find out anytime soon." "Don't worry about that now, sugar. I'm here, I've got you, and I know something else." Jeremiah declines. "If anyone tries to target us while I'm on this property: I'll send them to hell so fucking fast it'd probably make Christ Himself blush!" Bobby interrupts. "If I'm here when that shit goes live, defending us on it's my turf. Jeremiah may have to use his retirement status to back me, though." Tynie discloses.

Glancing her way, he confirms "I'd be happy to, sis." "Dad, you do realize what they just said falls to me and my baby if they're not here… Right?" Tianna dares. "Yeah." Jeremiah affirms. "Thanks guys." Liza ingratiates. "It's our honor, sis. Besides, we know you'll jump to flip those scripts for us when you get the shots." Tynie demurs. Discovering she didn't lie, Liza nods, and moves to kiss Jeremiah. Keeping it fairly brief, they're distracted, as Bobby and Markus follow their lead. As they recline, Tianna's phone rings, seemingly out of nowhere. Grabbing it, she accepts a call from Anita, who did it by accident. "I'm actually glad you called, sis. We're about to have our meeting cap drink, which will consist of Jack Daniels doubles and Cokes. You know our family's DWI rules, and how bad traffic's been. So, I'll need you to tell Frank, that mix is why Tynie and Bobby won't be home for at least two hours." Tianna rebukes. "Will do." Anita reassures. Exchanging love and well wishes, both ladies hang up, and put up their phones. "Jeremiah, I believe that was a dual sided code. One side, I need you and Markus to meet me in the kitchen. The other, cleanup's Liza, Bobby, and Tianna's turf." Tynie theorizes. "Whenever you're ready, lead the way, sis." Jeremiah compels.

Dusting a kiss to Bobby's cheek, she acts on the newest cue, the men she named trailing her. Separately distributing the drinks, Tynie, Markus and Jeremiah retake their seats, without a word. Lifting her glass, Liza inspires yet another chain reaction, then she toasts "Here's hoping the upswing we prayed on, will come soon." "From your lips to Jesus, Jimmy, and our other guardian angels's ears, sis." Bobby wishes. As an act of quiet solidarity, Markus, Jeremiah, and Tianna simply nod to support that. Drinking together, none of them speaks again, cleanup transpiring in the same silence. Convening as they've been for most of today, everybody in Liza's house winds down this meeting, through a mix of Tianna's description, using the newly amended house rule, and kin trends. Finishing it out by getting word Tynie and Bobby made it home safely, Markus updates his wife, stepmom and dad, then stashes his phone. Gently taking his right hand, Tianna kisses his cheek again, moments before Jeremiah gets the same treatment. Smiling as they kiss their wives in kind, Markus and Jeremiah lead them to the rear of the house, so both couples can seclude in their areas.

As it occurs, Liza wraps her arms around Jeremiah's waist, feeling him reverse it. "Sexy, I love you. I had something come to me, that wasn't appropriate to discuss around the others. Relax, it's good news, because I realized, this is my chance to give you one, to do as I did last night. If you're inclined to take it, you can lead on the intimacies that come with it, whenever you're ready." Liza proclaims. Seeing desire begin to light her eyes, Jeremiah leans in, to hungrily kiss her. Hastily breaking it off, he rolls his hips forward a bit, and gruffly dares "You feel that, baby?" "Yeah. Tell me, how you want me to enjoy it, gorgeous." Liza seductively goads. "Suck it, until I bust my nuts." Jeremiah hoarsely names. "Ooh, with pleasure." Liza teases. Freeing her, and being liberated in kind, he watches her kneel before him. Gazing up, she smiles widely, while delicately moving to extract his dick from his jeans. Discovering how hard it is, she fawns "Damn hottie, you're huge." "Every inch of it, and me, are yours, sugar." Jeremiah vows. Humming an elated breath, she envelops his entire hardness in her mouth, and starts granting his intimate desire. Engrossed in her ministrations before long, Jeremiah growls and groans her praises, until he nears orgasm. At that point, he peppers this with grunts "Sexy, this has been fuckin' hot. Shit, I'm about to bust, real hard. You ready?" Nodding by the base of his manhood, she feels the proof cascade into her mouth, gulping it down.

Howling a mix of his love and her name, Jeremiah rasps a few breaths, then feels Liza gently release his dick. Extending that softness to putting his dick back in his jeans, and resituating them, Liza stands up. "Gorgeous, you tasted divine, as always." She brags, with desire in her tone. "Thank you, beautiful. You were absolutely phenomenal, but you're wearing far too many clothes, for me to give you the same pleasure." Jeremiah honors, in a matching tone. "I could give you a strip show. Of course, I'd need to see my sexy honey sitting on our bed, naked, for inspiration." Liza provocatively offers. "Ohh baby, you've got it." Jeremiah howls. Leading her to their bed, he spends a bit of time being checked out, while he proves himself. Deftly moving to stand near his feet, Liza uses a patient pace to keep her latest offer, licking her lips, as her spouse's desire reawakens.

Smiling deviantly, Jeremiah carefully takes his wife into his arms, guiding her to lay out on the bed. "That was hot, baby." Liza gloats. "I've only just begun, angel." Jeremiah rebels. Grinning defiantly, she's kissed on the cheek, before experiencing the proof of his latest word, at the same pace she used with him. Enjoying every moment, she allows her moans, mewls, and wails to serve as most of the proof. Gripping their bed as well, Liza secretly hates it, when she whimpers "I'm really close to a fierce one. Hope my hottie's ready." Essentially repeating how she said "yes" during his blowjob, Jeremiah feels his wife's climax hit, and laps it up. Styling her cry out for him, Liza looks down, seeing Jeremiah carefully unfurl from his compacted pose. Waiting until he's laid out at her side, she breathily gleams"You just shattered my Earth, honey." "Anytime, baby. You tasted like heaven, as always." Jeremiah elicits, with a big smile on his face. Kissing each other's cheeks, Liza gives her husband a matching grin, and lays back. While they wait to recover, Jeremiah blends hitting on her, with telling her the way he'd like their lovemaking to continue. "Sounds great, gorgeous." Liza acclaims. Mutually smiling, Jeremiah leans in for another hot kiss, which delays his passionate agenda.

Dispelling that one, Liza mounts him, and feels his hands roam her body. Swooning as she did this morning, she pets his upper body, resting her hands by his navel. "Go for it, baby." Jeremiah hoarsely compels. Obliging him, Liza devotes her strength and attention, to rocking her husband's world. Enthralled by her efforts, Jeremiah lets his sexual sounds be how she learns, until he lives out a repeat of his last climax. Trailing him, by seconds, Liza throws her head back and wails "Sexy, I love you!" Separately aiming to catch their breath, Liza doesn't move, until they both manage to do that. Even then, her actions are gentle, and they end when she's laid out at her husband's right side. Gingerly rolling over to face her, Jeremiah praises "Baby, that was, damn." "Only my best, for my honey." Liza dedicates. "Thank you, angel. I'll give you my all, when we're both ready for it." Jeremiah intends.

Accepting that with a wide grin, Liza soon joins her husband in, relishing every aspect of their passions. Spending unchecked time in that, she and Jeremiah close it out, by vowing love, softly kissing, and covering up. Preserving another norm, Liza nestles up to her husband, as they await slumber. When it overtakes them, snores echo out, although two questions run through their minds. One, being on if their family and Elsie's household received the same peace they're sleeping in. The other:

Will the upswing we prayed for, come anytime soon?