One month since Tom was back to and he was really appreciating family time. Being at home had never been that tiring because he kind of forgot - never really knew - how life with a newborn was, and despite everything, he felt so blessed, enjoying every minutes especially because he knew Peyton would be his last kid. And she was already growing up too fast to his taste. And like every morning since he was back, he woke up with kisses all over his face - surprisingly no cries -, stirring in bed and looking at the gorgeous woman by his side.
"Good morning sweetheart." He whispered, kissing her softly, rolling her onto her back so he could be all over her. She giggled and smiled, looking at him like the most precious treasure she had ever seen.
"Morning handsome."
He was already feeling his body reacts to her presence, that was crazy how quick the reaction was, Sasha was like a drug and he couldn't just let her go, everything was so perfect, and she was driving him crazy all day, even when she wasn't near him. But when she was, Tom was unable to do something else. Probably why he was glad he didn't have much office work these days. Would have been too hard to focus on naval operations and strategies, knowing she was in the same building, dangerously close to his office. He had to admit, sometimes just the thought of them alone could make him feel horny.
She got lost when he locked his gaze into hers, stroking his short hair while the other hand was traveling down to his perfect abs and then further on his hot center, knowing he would react too well. He let out a moan, closing his eyes, pressing his forehead against hers. "what are you doing to me Sash..." he whispered, gasping for air, like if pleasure and desire were making him suffocate.
"Just showing how much I love you…" she only said in a whisper to his ear, her hand firmly gripping his hardness, making him moan even more, trying to keep it quiet as much as he could but god, it was so hard.
"I swear I won't last long if you continue this way…" he muttered, drove crazy by the movement she was doing with one hand only. He slipped a hand between their bodies and slowly stroked her clit, locking his gaze into her, wanting to give her pleasure too. She naturally spreads her legs for him, and by a common silent accord, she let him go. He was about to enter her when they heard cries. Cries quickly followed by loud knocks at their door.
"Dad, Sasha, are you awake ? I think Peyton is hungry, she can't stop crying and she is become red, hurry!" Ashley almost yelled through the door, turning to look at Sam who was holding the baby, trying to comfort her - unsuccessfully.
"Priority to the baby…." Sasha said, half amused, half frustrated. She loved her baby more than anything in the world, but morning love with Tom was almost like a ritual since he was on r/r.
He let out a frustrated moan, rolling on the side and letting her go, forced to admit she was right, Peyton couldn't wait and since Sasha was still nursing her, he had no choices. Tom stood up, giving Sasha a robe so she could cover herself and then opened the door to find his elders, still waiting for them to come out. "And good morning to you too guys." he greeted them.
"Oh yes sorry, good morning." Ashley briefly replied, following him to the nursery where Peyton was now screaming in her brother's arms. "We heard her crying, sounded like she was choking and then we couldn't calm her down.!" She explained, kind of preoccupied for her sister.
"What's making you so mad little lady ?" He took his daughter, slowly rocking her, both of his elders looking sort of confused. And that's when Sasha arrived, looking at the four Chandler, with a little smile over her lips.
"Is she screaming because she wants breakfast too ?" Sam asked, himself starving.
"Please, don't do the same when you're starving, because that would mean during all day long…." Ashley whispered, looking at him with horror.
"I could do just to annoy you!" He snapped back, sticking out his tongue to her. And before they could continue this little dumb fight, Tom interrupted, dragging them out of the room while Sasha was taking place in a chair to feed Peyton.
"And why don't we go make some breakfast before one of you could scream all day long ?" he smirked, trying to relax the little tension before the explosion. "Fancy some pancakes ?"
"Yeah!" Both of them almost yelled, running downstair, as Tom took a second to admire the view Sasha was offering him. He had barely seen Darien nursing Ashley or Sam, but this time he didn't want to miss a second of this adventure. He slowly walked toward her and kissed the top of her head, one of his hand resting on her shoulder, his eyes couldn't quit this sweet scene. The baby was finally calm, sucking at Sasha's breast, her very tiny hand over it, eyes closed.
"Can't believe we've made this." Sasha whispered, kissing his hand. He didn't answer but sighed, happily. "Go on, I think all the kids in this house are starving…."
"What about you ?"
"Always starving, and there is nothing to do with food, Captain." she smirked.
That was one of the first time in one month Tom was completely alone at home with Peyton. After breakfast, Sasha dropped off the kids to school like she took the habit the past few months, and then headed to the office, officially back and not only by half working from home.
"So it's only you and me today, hope everything will be alright otherwise mommy will be so mad at me." he chuckled, looking at the baby who was awake. She was looking at him with her big blue eyes, all innocent and sweet.
Tom decided to hold and cuddle her back to sleep, she had been changed and fed so for now he was able to enjoy the easy parts of daddy's duties. Sitting on the sofa, he cuddled the little human, unable to unlock his gaze from hers, she looked so much like Sasha, that was crazy.
"You know, I never imagined having another child, but when your mom told me she was pregnant i almost had a heart attack, even if I didn't show it. I was so glad she changed her mind, or at least accepted it. Since the first day I laid eyes on her, I knew she would be so important in my life, and having a child on our own was a dream." He paused a second, trying to organise his own thoughts. "Did you know you have another sister, or brother, watching at you up in the sky ?" He was referring to the child Sasha was expecting fifteen years ago, the one she lost in Asia. She never really told him the details, because it was painful, but she told him she had a miscarriage. It destroyed him the day she'd told him, because one more time, he wasn't there.
"I was so scared of losing you. Your mom is a wild spirit and has some struggle to fall in line or just listen, especially me when it's about resting, hope you will behave more than her." He smiled, knowing his daughter would give him more grey - if possible - hair. And she was so quiet in his arms, looking at him and that's when he noticed her already long eyelashes. Peyton was such a different baby from Ashley and Sam, and it made him proud to think they were all his kids. That's what he dreamed of, all those years ago…. Tom kissed the top of her head, and stood up, putting her back in the little cosy they had downstairs. And when he got sure she was alright, he took his laptop and started to work quietly, glancing at her few times, sort of obsessed.
It was almost 7pm and Sasha sighed - having no idea of the time - sitting at her desk, closing eyes for few seconds. She just had a long meeting, and still didn't get any real answers for what was coming up next. They didn't have enough resources, intel were rare, all the strategies she had worked on were still blurry, so she basically was so pissed. And because a bad news never comes alone, she suddenly felt a terrible pressure in her breasts, definitely knowing what was happening and there was no way it could happens here and now. "Fuck, no." She thought, looking all around her, but all she found was a bottle of water she didn't even drink. Almost jumping out of her chair, she grabbed her phone.
"What ?" Tom almost barked at the phone. The little heaven he was plunged earlier had changed into a huge mess he had no ideas how to deal with. He was holding the phone with a hand, a crying baby with the other, a towel over his shoulder, Ashley was being mad at him for making her life terrible and the dinner was about to burn in the oven.
"Bad timing ? I can call you later?" She softly said, still trying to identify all the noises she could hear.
"Oh sorry babe, didn't see who was calling. Huh, when are you coming back ?"
She could hear how desperate he was even if he tried to sounds normal and totally forgot the reason why she was calling. In fact, that was his real first day alone with them three and she was so surprised he survived until now, without even calling to ask her where were the diapers or even how to warm up the milk bottles she left for him. "Shouldn't be…." then she realised the time and got up, winning because she felt the pressure lowering, suddenly feeling soaked. "I'm about to leave, will arrive in 20."
He knew without being with her that something was bothering her just because of the silent in between her sentence. "See you soon love, don't drive too fast." She hanged up, grabbed her stuff and coat and almost left running. She arrived home in a record time, and before even pushing the door she heard Tom and Ashley arguing, and Sam struggling to maintain peace in the house.
"Sasha you're here!" Sam almost yelled when he noticed she was in the hallway, running to her and giving her a big hug. "I think Dad burned dinner."
She looked up, searching for Tom, and found him in the living room, arguing with Ashley, while Peyton was crying in his arms, both of the girls clearly mad.
"Why can't you understand, it's only a sleepover! You're never listening to me, why are you so strict over simple things ?" She yelled, scaring even more her sister, running upstair, ignoring her dad.
"Come back here I'm talking to you!" He snapped back, that annoyed he didn't even notice Sasha was near him. And we he turned, he saw two bright blue eyes, feeling immediately relaxed. "Sash, you're here…." He whispered, relieved.
And that's when he saw her soaked blouse, her breasts covered in white stains. She followed his eyes and looked away, feeling very embarrassed, trying to hide it by closing better her blazer. "Ah huh, I should feed her." she muttered, taking the baby and leaving before he could make a comment about the little milk accident. She felt so weird, she hated things out of her control, that was so stressing, and she didn't like being weak, for whatever reasons. She went to the sofa and sat down, opening her blouse so the baby could have access to her breast. Stroking the very thin hair on her head, Sasha smiled and immediately relaxed when she felt the pressure lowering down, knowing both of them were feeling better now. Maybe it wasn't a good thing to leave all day for work, maybe it was too soon, she had no ideas. For sure Tom would tell her to have more time off the office and focus on little Peyton. But it wasn't what she wanted, being cut from work. In fact, she wanted both, being with her daughter and working.
"Daaaaaad ! What's up now ?" Sam asked desperately, looking at the burned dinner. "I'm so hungry!"
Tom couldn't hold a laugh. "Let's order some pizza buddy. Go ask your sister what she wants alright ?"
One hour later, pizzas had arrived and the little family was all settle down, Ashley wasn't that angry but didn't say much during dinner, quickly leaving to her room afterward. Tom was about to go after her but a look from Sasha dissuaded him, for sure they would fight again, because Tom was struggling too much with this kind of discussion, and Ashley was too stubborn to understand that her father was only trying yo protect her. He was just being clumsy, because he didn't know how to handle this kind of situation, Darien always did. "Don't worry, I'm going to talk to her." Sasha said, leaving the boys and a sleepy Peyton.
"Ok bud, let's clean everything, then you go brush your teeth and get into your pjs for bed time. Sounds good to you ?"
The boy didn't seem to find it good but nodded and helped clean the table, playing with his sister while Tom was washing the dishes. And once everything was clean, they headed upstairs. When both of his kids were in bed, Tom went to his own bedroom, trying not to eavesdrop what was happening in Ashley's bedroom. Sasha would anyways tell him about it, at least he hoped. He didn't want to react that bad but she was his first kid, he didn't know how to handle teenager things.
Going into the bathroom, he saw Sasha's stained shirt, suddenly wondering why she had been so embarrassed, was she ashamed of showing herself like this in front of him ? He didn't want her to feel this way, he wanted her to be more open, about everything. Sometimes Sasha was still living in her safe bubble, he knew her too well to know that, she was the same fifteen years ago. She had never let him know when things were bad, and always tried to look perfect and strong, even when she clearly had weaknesses. Like if she wanted to look as perfect as possible, flawless. But to him she was already, she was his goddess and he couldn't think about negativity when it was her. He let go of the shirt, keeping it in mind for later, and washed his teeth before taking off all his clothes, going to bed and waiting for her.
"Can I come in ?" She knocked at Ashley's door, waiting for her answer before entering. Ashley was laying in bed, head plunged into her pillow, half sobbing. "What's the matter Ash, is it about the boy ?"
She immediately remembered the day Sam talked about her boyfriend in the car and since that day, they didn't even that conversation, both too busy with their duties. Ashley looked up at her and slowly nodded. It was sort of easier to talk about it with Sasha, the girl knew she wasn't as strict as her dad was.
"Dad got so angry, he said I was too young to have a boyfriend and that I can't have one or even go to this sleepover. But it's not going to be only me, it's a party, with all of our friends from school and I know how to behave, I promise Sasha."
It broke her heart, she looked so desperate about it. She was such a reserved and sensitive girl, it took her time before opening to her this way. And she knew it was the same about her friends, probably took a while before she could feel very good in the circle. From what she learned in a year, Ashley was only showing emotions about what really mattered to her, and there were only a few examples.
"It's nothing about or against you Ash…." She whispered. "You're his baby girl, he wants you protected, and I don't think a dad will be ready for his girl to date, and you know why ? He's scared and will never admit it to you. Or even me."
She spoke so quietly, trying to make her understand Tom's point of view. She never had to deal with this before, and now it was a sort of training for what she would experience with Peyton later. "I can't promise you I'll make him change his mind, but I'll talk to him alright ? And maybe he could feel better about this idea of a party all together." Oh. Ashley almost jumped out the bed to hug Sash tight. "But, I want you to have a chat with him, and without yelling, only speaking quietly like a mature person okay ?" she continued, running her back up and down.
"Yes, I promise, thank you Sasha…." Ashley answered, still shaking with sobs but feeling better, having hopes again "I wanted to tell him before you know, but I was so scared and tonight he just reacted like I expected…. My mom wasn't that strict, it was easier to talk about everything…"
She felt her jaw clenched. "It's all new to your father, he's making mistakes but believe me, he loves you and your brother so much, more than his own life. He wants the best for you but it's not always easy to make the best decision, but he really tries."
"I didn't want to yell at him…." She confessed in a whisper. "Neither I wanted to scare Peyton, that's my fault if she was crying, and dad was focused on me and my crisis so he couldn't take care of her…." She looked away, feeling guilty. " I really want to be a big sister but sometimes it's hard."
"You might have scared her a bit but believe me, she was just hungry and I didn't leave enough milk for her so I guess it's more of my fault. You're an amazing big sister don't ever doubt about it okay ?" She kissed her forehead. "Come on, it's bed time and you really need to rest. Goodnight Ash."
She stood up and was about to leave the room when she heard the girl's voice. "Thank you Sasha, for everything, for us and for making dad happy. I was scared first, but now I'm glad you found each other's back. Good night…."
It made Sasha's heart melt even more, and she silently exited the room, walking to the nursery, finding a sleeping Peyton. Tom had put the little lullaby she needed to sleep and it made her smile a little. She kissed her good night and finally went to the master bedroom when she found Tom in bed, reading some official reports.
"Hi…." she whispered, sitting next to him, looking at him with sweetness and love.
He casually put the reports on the night stands and dragged her to him, - finally - kissing her. "Hi, I've missed you babe…." He whispered, licking with the tip of his tongue the sweet spot behind her ear, knowing it would drive her crazy right away. He already felt so hard, his heart beating too fast for her, she was so intoxicating. Sasha broke the kiss, smiled and lowered her head, removing the sheets between their bodies in a swift move, and took him in her mouth, making him moan. "Oh god Sash….."
In a second, Tom knew he wouldn't last long, struggling between pulling toward or away from her. He had a hand on the back of her head, twisted in her dark hair, the other one firmly gripping the bed sheets, already feeling his release coming soon. He had waited for this moment all day, this morning had been very frustrating for them both. "How do you always know what I need the most..." he whispered, deciding to go forward, slowly moving his hips, thrusting deeper. She gladly reacted, stroking him with one hand, her tongue working on the top of his cock. He groaned and after one more thrust, he emptied himself in her mouth, screaming her name, breathless.
"This was... you're amazing babe..." he said, slowly coming down from his climax, rolling her onto her back, pinning her to the mattress, looking at her and kissing those sweet lips, tasting himself. She looked so sweet, her cheeks were rosy, and all she wanted was him to make love to her. That's what he did, the whole night. And their morning started like the evening ended.
With love and passion.