A/N: Just a usual night in for Katie and the two men in her life, her husband and son. After a long start to the school year, a night in with her family is just what she needs to relax. Enjoy xx Mariah
Katie opened her bottom drawer of her desk, pulling stack stalk of graded essay as she stood. "I have your essays," she said, walking through the aisles in her classroom to pass them back. "Overall, your essays were very well written. You have all improved greatly since September." As she handed out the papers, the students began to pack up and whisper amongst themselves. "I encourage you all to share your papers with your families over the break and have a wonderful Thanksgiving. And don't forget to study for the vocab quiz on Monday! There will be a few bonus questions on the book material you read this weekend, so read up to chapter 14."
The bell rang as she passed the last essay back and she made her way to the front of the room before the students began to disperse, all itching to get out of the classroom and out of the school for the holiday weekend.
Katie began to erase the whiteboard of her lesson plans for today, occupying her time before she had to meet Ned.
Her car was in the shop after she was rear-ended on her way home from picking up Asher. Luckily Asher was safe and in his car seat, but Katie's car was damaged pretty badly, so he was picking her up on his dinner break from work. Once she finished erasing, she heard someone approaching and turned around.
"Mrs. Banks?" A student asked, walking toward her in the aisles.
"Yes, Liliana?" She turned around to grab her lesson plan off her desk and picked up a dry erase marker. She went to the board, writing American Literature 10 at the top in big cursive letters. "Is there something I can do for you?"
"I know it's late in the term and you had written in the syllabus that no extra credit was optional within the last two weeks of a semester, but I was wondering if I could make up any points?" Liliana asked apprehensively. She shuffled back toward the first desk and set her backpack on top, pulling out her binder. "I believe I turned all my assignments in, but I'm still a little shy from an A."
Katie began to write on the whiteboard, writing out the prompt for her creative writing class. She'd listened to the student speak and turned around when she mentioned the syllabus. Not many kids kept the piece of paper longer than the first week, let alone checked it before asking a question. That earned her some brownie points.
"How much are you looking to make up?" She asked, setting the marker down on the board.
"Not much. I'm just five grade points from an A and I've been really trying to keep my grades up this year. I let them slip freshman year and my mom freaked. She told me I couldn't let this year be the same." The girl sighed, looking through her notebook and binder again before sliding it back into her backpack.
"Well let me look at the gradebook and see what we can do," she said, walking over to her desk, sitting down and logging onto her computer. She pulled up her final hours spreadsheet and looked through all of Liliana's assignments. The teen had turned them all in but had received mixed scores. "I see you turned all of your assignments and essays in. You got pretty good scores on most of them, but not on your last vocab assignment. If you wanted you could redo that over the weekend and that should bump your grade to an A."
"Really? You'd let me redo it?" Liliana seemed surprised and she knew most teachers probably wouldn't have been this reasonable this late in the term, but she liked to give her students a break sometimes. She knew how hard school got, even for her sometimes.
"You seem like you deserve it. You come to class every day and turn all your assignments in. And it wasn't that long ago when I was a high schooler here. I remember the pressure to keep up and all the homework," she opened the bottom right drawer and looked through the files for a blank vocab sheet. Once she found one, she pulled it free and handed it to her student. "Just have it on my desk by Monday and I'll have in the gradebook as soon as I can. It also will help you refresh your memory for the vocab quiz."
"Thank you. I will," Liliana took the paper and slid it into her backpack carefully.
"Is there anything else you needed to talk to me about?" She asked, picking up her marker again and standing up to write again.
"No. I should get going before my mom calls me wondering why I'm not in the car yet." Liliana shuffled toward the door as Ned was about to knock, their toddler clinging to his hand excitedly as he waved at his mother. "Thank you for letting me make up the assignment again, Mrs. Banks. I really appreciate it. Have a nice weekend."
"Thank you, Lili. I'll see you on Monday. Don't forget to read this weekend." She said, setting the marker down and crouched down for Asher, who ran to her. "Hey little man! Did you miss me?"
"Mhmm," the boy wrapped his arms around her as she picked him up and stood. "I miss you all day when you're at work mommy."
"Well good thing it's the a long weekend then, huh bud?" She smiled and kissed his cheek. ASher giggled excitedly, and she basked in the beauty of her son. The dimples in his cheeks, the curl of his lightening hair against his forehead. Now that Asher was a little older, and he was outside more, his hair had begun to lighten toward Ned's color. She turned to see her husband, who was just smiling at the door from the doorway still. "Hey, you're both early."
"Let's just say I got off a little early for once and your mom told me he'd been talking about wanting to see you since she picked him up from the preschool," Ned shrugged, walking toward her and wrapping his arm around her waist immediately. "So, I thought we would come to get you, with your car being in the shop and all. You're not busy, right?"
"Not at all, but I was just about to write my lesson on the board, so I wouldn't have to be in as early on Monday. That and you told me you wouldn't be here until four and its half past three," she said checking her watch that Asher was tapping his finger on as he watched the hands move.
"Well, we can wait and let you finish." He nodded, taking Asher from her, who reluctantly went to his father with a pout. "Right, Ash? Grandma said you didn't want to wait your turn on the swing at school today. We need to learn to wait, right bud?"
"Yeah." The boy sighed. "I guess."
"Daddy's right, little man, but I'll be quick," she said with a wink to the little boy as she held out her pinky finger to her son. "I pinky promise."
He squeezed her finger with his for a moment and then she grabbed the marker and began to write out the steps for an online quiz on her board. It was just a quick review on the last few chapters they were to read over the weekend and the latest and last vocab test. After that, they had the hour to themselves to either read the last two chapters of the book or do as they please.
She went to the other side of the board and wrote out Creative Writing for her second and separate class before writing out that lesson. It was only a few minutes before she stepped back and went to the side of her board with her name and the date, where she changed the day and date before capping her marker and turning around.
"Alright, all done. Just let me grab all my stuff." She smiled and shut her computer down before she slid it into her case. She grabbed her jacket and swung it over her arm and she placed the strap connected to her laptop case over her shoulder. She opened her top drawer and grabbed a folder with assignments to grade and slid that into her laptop case before grabbing her purse from under her desk. "Ok. I have everything. We can go home unless we need to do anything?"
Ned approached her and took her purse and jacket from her with a kiss to her lips. "Just a quick trip to the grocery store," he said. "Then Ash and I are going to make you dinner."
"Is that what you two were talking about over there?" She asked, holding her hand out to the three-year-old.
"We're making you yummy stuff mama." The boy beamed, jumping with excitement as they walked into the school hallway. It was mostly deserted besides the occasional student who was by their locker. "Daddy told me."
"I bet it will be mighty tasty, baby" she smiled at her son and squeezed his hand as she looked up at Ned then. "You're the sweetest. You and your daddy. I'm the luckiest girl."
"Nah, I'm the lucky one," he opened the door for them and they all walked out, soon hand in hand again.
Asher pulled Katie as he ran, and their hands came loose again as she followed him. "Where are we going so quickly?" She asked him curiously, to which he answered with an infectious giggled.
"Can we go to the park?" Asher asked, stopping suddenly.
"I think we can stop at one on the way to the grocery store," Ned picked Asher up as he caught up with them. "What do you think mom?"
She shrugged, leaning in to take that extra moment and kiss her husband, who eagerly kissed her back.
"Eww," the little boy snickered and pulled their faces apart. "Don't do that." He had the same expression that Katie would if he was doing something she didn't like. "I don't like it."
"Why not?" Katie proposed, kissing his nose and taking him from her. "I kiss you because I love you. Can't I kiss your daddy too? I love your daddy very much. You know that."
"No. You're my mommy," the boy snickered, hugging her tightly.
"I am!" She exclaimed, rubbing his back as they walked toward the truck. "But I'm still going to kiss your daddy. He was my boyfriend first you know."
"He was?" The little boy looked so curious as she placed him in his car seat inside the backseat of the truck.
She nodded, carefully slipping his arms into the straps. "Yep." She said as she buckled him in. "He's one of the reasons you're here. We just loved each other so much that we had you!" She leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"I guess you can kiss him then mommy," the little boy whispered and she nodded, smiling. "If you love daddy soooo much."
"Thanks, bud," she winked and then pulled back to close the door. She got into the front as Ned turned the truck on and rolled the back window down the way Asher likes it. She buckled in as he pulled out of his parking space, his free hand holding hers. "So did you know who finally resurface?"
"LeTrai and I broke into his apartment today." He sat back in the car as he looked back at Asher, who was playing with his dinosaur and bug toys. They were talking about Scott, Ned's partner. He'd taken a turn for the worst after a hostage situation gone bad during a bank robbery. "He's on desk duty, but I'm off all weekend. Captain's orders."
She nodded and leaned in to kiss him. "Thank goodness," she whispered, touching his cheek as she pulled back slowly. "It's about time. Has Scott actually talked to you yet?"
"He just keeps apologizing," he muttered, shaking his head. "And when I said he should come over for dinner, he said he couldn't face you yet."
"He shouldn't feel so responsible," she sighed and leaned back into her seat. "I wish he could see that."
Ned started to drive and the radio filled their silence and they both thought of Scott, worrying for him. Ned reached over and squeezed her hand, catching her eye as he looked over at her and she smiled.
"Has Mack been able to talk to him?" He asked, tapping on the steering wheel.
"Whenever she calls, it goes to voicemail." She bit her nails and looked out the window, a tell-tell sign that she was over-thinking.
"Hey, don't forget that Scott is a grown man." He brought her hand to his mouth. "Do not let him take all of your headspace."
"Easier said than done, Ned," she turned to look at their boy, smiling. "Hey, baby, what park do you wanna go to?"
She could see Asher pondering his decision, making eye contact with her and then leaning in to whisper to his favorite dinosaur, Skylar.
"Turtle park!" The boy said gleefully from the backseat.
"Turtle park it is," he said, nodding and then driving onward.
The room turned to moonlight and shadows and there's this indescribable feeling in the pit of Ned's stomach as Katie crawled between his legs. Her head slowly tilted, and seconds slowed down to nothing and there's a moment where there's no sound, no outside world, no snow, no Asher in the other room, no house, just her. Then her lips gently brushed his and its heat sparked through every fiber of his being.
"Asher is finally asleep. I think we might have the night to ourselves now." She whispered into the moonlit dark, almost too loud for the muted quiet. Her golden eyes ablaze, and there she was again setting fire to everything that could possibly ever be cold. "Did you want to watch a movie or something?" She traced her hands up his arm as they lounged on top of the bed.
"I could think of a few things we could do," he hummed, licking his lips and he leaned in to press a kiss to the bare skin of her neck. He turned her chin to down as he leaned in close to kiss her, but instead pulled back just shy of her lips.
"Ooh getting kinky now, are we?" She laughed, kissing his lips gently as she held his face in her palms. "I don't know if we have time for all these mechanics. Ash likes to get up lately. I did lock the door, just in case."
He nodded, turning to kiss her neck. He sat up with her before turning her around on the bed and moving up to kiss her chin and then her lips again.
"You're so sexy," he whispered, running his hands over her as he turned to kiss her cheek.
"I don't feel sexy," she whispered, his hands running over her stomach. "Especially not there."
"I don't know what you're talking about. I love your hips and your stomach." He whispered and leaned down. Pulling her shirt up just enough to kiss over the bare skin there. "You're so beautiful and curvy. I love you."
He unbuttoned her work slacks and slid them down off her hips, kissing her panties as he tugged her pants off and threw them on the floor. He kneeled before her and parted her legs as he came closer. Ned leaned down to kiss the tops of her thighs and moved to her stomach. He pulled her shirt up and over her head as he kissed the skin up her ribcage, looking up at her as he pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her lips.
"You're so beautiful to me. In every way you hate, I love because that was from Asher. You've given us two beautiful sons and I love you so much for that." He whispered and smiled at her. "You know that, right?"
"I do," she blushed, biting her lip as she smiled at her husband. "I love you for always reminding me though." She pushed on his chest a little and moved them over to his sides, rubbing them. "But I think it's about time that I take over for a bit, don't you think?"
"That's fine with me," he chuckled as he flopped onto his back, tossing her shirt onto the floor as her hand pressed softly down on his chest.
She pulled him in for a passionate kiss and any thoughts were immediately overridden by lust as her tongue demanded his full attention. He was happy to oblige. But when he reached for her waist, she moved away and placed his arms down just firmly enough to startle him, to tell him she was serious.
"Do you think that these last two weeks have been fair, Ned?" She whispered, even as she rubbed her hand against him through his slacks. His eyes rolled back in his head and he groaned. "Do you?" She squeezed and his eyes shot open.
"Do I what?" he grunted, the pique in her words so at odds with her hand stroking him exactly the way she knew he liked.
"Like teasing me like that? After you left me alone for twelve nights," she said, leaning in to suck at the pulse that leapt in his throat. "Twelve days without your arms, or your hands or your lips," She was moaning the words into his stubble-flecked flesh. "Twelve days without you reminding me constantly why I shouldn't kill Scott for dropping all of his night shifts on you."
The multiple layers of sensation - her hand rubbing him just right, her tongue and teeth teasing his jaw, her words coming from her sweet mouth - put him right on the edge. Shit, if she didn't stop he was going to come in his slacks like a thirteen-year-old. But just as he moved his hands to pull her close, the floor outside the door creaked.
"Mommy?" Asher's voice came from under the crack, as though he was laying on the floor for the best way to talk to his mother.
Ned liked to be selfish with his time with Katie. Especially when Asher knew he should be in bed. Especially after taking all of Scott's night shifts these past two weeks.
He tucked his face into her neck as she moaned lightly, his lips sucking on her pulse point.
"Can I touch you now?" He whispered, moving his hands just above her thighs as she sat above his knees.
She nodded and he pulled her to his lap, earning a giggle from the back of her throat as she kissed his forehead.
"Mommy? Are you awake?" Asher's voice came through the air quietly.
Katie sighed, her arms running up Ned's sides as she opened her eyes and sank down onto his lap.
"How long until he's in college?" He asked.
"Fourteen and a half years," she replied, getting out of bed. She placed her hands on her hips, which was proving to be ridiculously hot when all she was wearing was a bra and pair of panties. "I'll be right back. Don't you move."
"Not moving," he said, certain she was going to drive him to the brink of insanity, then leave him hanging. Payback for all of the taunting he'd done. "Hurry back though, baby," he begged, breathless. "Please."
She shrugged, pulling her robe off her closet door as she walked away, tying it closed as she opened the door of their bedroom. Asher was crouched on the floor as though he was trying to look through the crack under the door.
"Hi mama," the little boy stood up quickly and hugged her legs, his arms completely wrapping around them.
"Hi sweetie," she picked the boy up. "What's wrong?"
"I had a bad dream," Asher whispered and laid his head on her chest. "Can I sleep with you? It was really dark in my room mama. Lighty was off."
"He must've burnt out baby. Mommy will fix him and you're going to sleep in your big boy bed tonight. Everything will be fine. I promise," she reassured him. "Daddy got lots of bulbs at the store the last time, remember?"
Her voice disappeared as she started to walk down the hallway and Ned rolled onto his side in bed, waiting for her to return. Once he heard Asher's clapping, he knew it wouldn't be long now that she'd fixed his nightlight.
He waited for what seems like an interminable amount of time before he heard the soft click of a door closing down the hall. She doesn't appear right away, but once she does, the door is closed and locked behind her. Her robe hit the floor next and the sight took his breath away. The glow from an outside lamp streamed in through their bedroom window, casting Katie in a silvery haze.
"He's fast asleep," she whispered, coming to her empty side of the bed. She crawled in next to him and his arms wrapped around her waist, his head turning into her neck.
"You're always so warm," he groaned, his hands moving around her waist and turning her onto her back. He leaned over her and kissed her neck. "Especially here."
His lips met hers next. The kiss was so soft, but it grew in intensity the longer it went on. His tongue licked over her lips, tasting her. He could still smell the toothpaste on her breath, but there was something new too. Traces of their son's scent linger in the air around her, probably from the sweet kisses and hugs she'd given to their boy when she put him back to bed. The thought of that scene pulled at his heart strings, he'd loved how wonderful of a mother Katie was.
His hands slid to her face, cupping her face as he leaned in to kiss her deeply. The taste and feel of his tongue exploring her mouth leave her moaning in pleasure as he released her lips. "God, I love you. Do you have any idea how much I love you?" She crowed.
"Maybe," he whispered and can feel her smile against his lips. "I think I know if we have been married as long as we have… wouldn't you say that's right?"
"Mm yes, baby," she kissed him again just as his fingers peeled her panties down and found their way through her slick folds, dipping inside her. First one, then two fingers reach into her, curling forward to rub that most sensitive place. The combination of his skillful ministrations had her panting and gasping for air as she's overcome with lightheadedness as a tantalizing heat raced through her body.
"Open your eyes," he breathed, kissing her neck. "I need to see you."
Her eyes flew open, meeting his gaze dead on and finally letting him see her eyes had gone almost completely black with lust for him. He pressed his forehead to hers, increasing the intensity of his fingers movements. Her hands tangled into his hair to pull him even closer. Their lips hovered and ghosted against each other, and their breathing grew rougher still; gasps that came out in hard pants collided in the small space between their lips.
His eyes never left hers. Not even for a second.
She moaned, and the heat rose. She rolled her hips against him, and the fire consumed her. She cried out and began to come undone.
"Dammit honey, you're so beautiful when you come," he whispered, lowering his lips to her ear. His tongue traces the outer shell as his fingers coaxed her through the last of the convulsions that had swept through her body. "If you've still got some energy..."
"Yes—yes please," she gasped out before she kissed him. "Please."
Oh, fuck yes. She said please. Please.
"Of course, my love," he positioned himself between her thighs and pushed into her with a moan.
Katie's hands clutched at his ass and scrabbled at his lower back in an attempt to bring him as close to her as possible. He felt impossibly good, and she swore she could feel him swell even more as she pulled him closer. She wanted every inch of him touching every inch of her, and he craved the feeling of her craving him.
"What's something you've never done before?" He asked, picking his head up to look at her.
"We've done everything," she laughed, kissing his chin. "I'm yours, remember?"
"What?" He asked, moving, slowly at first.
Each thrust was deep and measured, the careful way Ned always was with Katie. She ran her fingers up his spine, scraping him lightly with her fingernail. She peppered the side of his face and jawline with soft kisses and turned her head so her lips graze against his ear. "I'm yours."
"Say that again," he groaned in response and pulled up on his elbows, increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts.
"I'm all yours, Ned," she purred in his ear, her tongue swirling around to drive him crazy as he dropped deeper into her and his hand snuck around to rub her center.
"Say it again," he cried out into her neck, pulling her bra down and free from her.
"I'm yours," she mewled, biting her lip as he sucked on her breast, his thrusts steadily increasing with speed. "I'm yours, Ned."
"Again," he groaned and can feel the familiar tightening in his stomach as he grasped her ass.
She steadied him, clasping one hand on his bicep while the other grasped lightly at his throat, their eyes meeting again. "I'm yours," she cried out, her legs wrapping around his hips, locking her feet behind him.
She pull him at him with her legs, driving him deeper and harder into her. He kept up a frantic pace, his blond hair damp with dark sweat. His eyelids were heavy, lips parted, as he gasped for each breath.
"Katie, baby, are you close?" He groaned.
She was, and she nodded against his lips as she kissed him to reassure him that she was close. So very close.
She moaned into his mouth and he could feel her walls flutter and clench around him as he drove into her before his movements become erratic. His hand grasped her ass as he came, emptying himself into her with a shout.
They laid together, reveling in each other and what they'd maybe just done. He rolled to the side of her and pulled her to his chest. She laid against his side the way she always did, her leg curled up with his.
"Ned?" She whispered softly.
"Hmmm?" He muttered.
"When we get pregnant, however long it takes, will you promise me one thing?" She asked.
"Of course," he kissed her forehead. He rolled her onto her back, and looked her in the eye. "Anything," he said as he caressed her cheek.
"Will you take more time off this time? You went back three weeks after Asher was born and it was too early," she sighed. "Way too early."
He chuckled, dropping his head to kiss her. "I will take off as long as you want me to, okay?"
"Okay," she nodded, smiling as he kissed her. "Wanna go again?"
He laughed again as he moved to kiss her neck, not even bothering to answer that question. It was always yes.