***Author's Notes: Okay, I have put the basic author's note about how this is an ongoing role play and the sort in the begining of the first 10 chapters. If you haven't seen it by now, you are jumping into the story too far ahead anyway. Meaning, I won't repeat it anymore. ;)***
***WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ADULT MATERIAL! IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SEX, DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER***
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Steve pulls into the driveway, a few minutes after her and turns off the truck. He gets out and runs over to her, taking the bags of groceries from her. "Here. Let me do that. You take the lobsters in and dump em in boiling water!" He grins. "No wait!!! I wanna do that! I love hearing them squeal!"
Debra laughs, handing over the bags and shaking her head. "You are terrible." Then she kisses him while his hands are full. "Love it, Babe." She grabs the bear and the chocolate from the truck and heads to the house, unlocking the door and walking in.... tossing her keys down on the entry hall table, she heads to the kitchen, stopping only long enough to put the beer in the living room. Then in the kitchen she sets a pot to boil. "You know, you are just too mean." She grins, meaning the lobster.
He grins back at her and puts the groceries down on the table in the kitchen, then leaves again to get the rest of them. He comes in, carrying the rest of the bags in. They looked pretty heavy too but since he had muscles they didn't bother him. "You know, I shoulda hit Booker with some cookies. Kinda like you did to me when I was acting like an idiot." He walks over and sticks his finger in the pot of water. "Still cold. Okay. I'm letting em run free." He grins and pulls the lobsters out of their special box, setting the two bigger ones down on the floor and watching them crawl around. "I should cut those elastics off their claws."
She groans. "Steve." She bends down and picks one up, putting it in the sink, then runs over and catches the other, putting it in the sink. "Those are there so they don't kill each other or pull off body parts." She gives him an exasperated look. "You shouldn't be messing with them. You are playing with your food." Then gives him a look.
He smiles and shrugs, pulling the other two, the smaller lobsters, out of the container and putting them in the sink too. He then washes off his hands and dries them on the dish towel. He walks over to Debra and puts his arms around her, giving her a kiss. "We're gonna have a boy." He grins, saying like it was a fact.
She has to laugh at him and shakes her head. "You don't want to accidentally step on the food, Steve." Then gets kissed and returns it. "No it isn't, it is going to be a girl." She winks and smiles. "I mean, it will be my kid, too."
He grins and shakes his head. "Nope! A boy. I'm gonna teach him to hunt and fish and all that good stuff." He leans in to kiss her again and then looks over at the pot. The water was boiling pretty good so he cuts the rubber bands off the claws of the lobsters and then grabs a big one and puts it into the pot of boiling hot water. He snickers as it squeals. "Oops. Guess it wasn't quite hot enough." He grabs the rest of the lobsters and drops them into the pot one at a time, listening to them squeal. He snickers and then puts the pots lid on. "Okay. Now to make some salad." He walks over to the sink and washes his hands, looking at Debra. "You want to cut up the stuff to go with the lettuce for me?"
She cringes. "Steve! Would you stop doing that!" She rolls her eyes. "I hate when they make noises. Makes it harder to eat them later." She moves around him, getting things out of the fridge and putting them on the counter, getting out the cutting board and after washing some of the carrots, she starts to shred them. "So salad and lobster. What else?" She glances at him sideways.
He grins and pulls out the French bread. "We warm this up. And then for dessert." He reaches into another bag and pulls out one of her favorite desserts, and the champagne.
She tosses the carrots onto the salad, then starts in on the cucumbers. "That sounds good." She glances at what he pulls out. "Oh STEVE! New York Style Cheese Cake!" She about drools just looking at it.
He grins. "I knew you'd like it. Cost Vince a pretty penny too." He sets it in the fridge to keep it cool and then puts the bread into the oven to warm it up. He walks up behind her and puts his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder and just watching what she is doing.
She turns her head slightly to the side and kisses his cheek, then goes back to cutting the cucumbers, loving it when he held her like this. "So, Dear, what do you think we should name our daughter?" She teases him.
He turns his head and kisses the side of her neck lightly, keeping his arms wrapped around her waist. "Well....could name HIM Steve Jr." he snickers.
She laughs softly, tossing cucumbers into the salad, then grabbing some purple lettuce and tears some in. "You know, what are you going to do if it is a girl? Hmmmmm?" She smiles, not looking at him. "You are gonna freak. You would never let her out of your sight and I doubt she would be allowed the wrestlers."
He grins and kisses her neck again, then starts helping her tear the lettuce, still standing behind her and working around her, his arms on either side of her. "True. I wouldn't want any of them stupid wrestlers messing with her mind."
She smiles, liking how close he was to her. "I thought maybe you would be more worried about her virginity then her mind." She leans back slightly in his arms as she gets a tomato and starts to cut it up. "And besides, who said I would let a son of mine become a wrestler? Need I remind you what it has done to you?" She smiles, taking the edge off the word.
"Oh! Well that is another reason I wouldn't want her near the arena. I mean.....don't need her falling for an idiot. You know, like Test or someone." He hears what she says about the boy and grins. "You are starting to sound like my mother. And why can't he be a wrestler? I could train him myself!" He finishes up what he was doing and then pulls away, walking over to the stove and pulling the now nice and warm bread out of it. Then he looks in at the lobsters. Seeing they were done he dumps them and the water into the sink. "Dinner looks like it is ready. Unless you wanted those steaks to go with it. Cause if so that'll only take me about...oh 5 or 8 minutes."
She grabs the salad and shakes her head. "I can't eat that much. Unless you want to eat that much." She smiles over at him. "This looks really good to me." She moves by him, stopping only to kiss him. "And I will be someone's mother soon enough." She takes the salad out into the dining room, setting it down, coming back, she grabs some plates and silverware, before heading back into the dining room.
He nods and dries the lobsters off, then puts them on a big plate and carries that out to the dining room. He sets the plate down on the table and then goes back into the kitchen for the bread and some butter. He walks back out and looks at Debra, smiling. "You really liked what I did to Booker eh?"
She looks up as he enters again and smiles, nodding. "Yes, yes I did. I thought it was cute actually. All that food talk though was making me hungry." She takes a seat and looks around, then looks up at him. "And I loved the teddy. Thank you." She places a napkin in her lap, watching him. "I forgot the butter."
He puts the tray of butter he was carrying down on the table in front of her and then sits down, grinning. "I brought it. Okay. So....oh wait. What do you want to drink?"
She smiles. "How about some milk?" The pauses and thinks. "Actually, I think there is still some coke in the fridge, that would be nice." She nods. "Yeah, how about some of that?" Then as he starts to leave. "On ice." He is almost out the door. "CRUSHED ice." She just sits there, smiling from ear to ear.
He rolls his eyes and comes back a few minutes later with a glass of crushed ice and coke in it. He sets it down in front of her and a can of beer in front of him. "You know, I should have just brought you the fridge." He smirks. "I could probably lift that sucker. Now.....can we eat? Oh wait!" He gets up and runs into the kitchen, coming back with the Thousand Islands dressing for her and Italian dressing for himself. He takes his seat across from her. He reaches in and grabs one of the jumbo lobsters, setting it onto his plate. "So...now that you're pregnant.....I guess it'll all be fun from now on?" He grins, looking over at her as he grabs a piece of the bread.
She looks up at him questioningly. "All fun? What are you talking about, Steve." She shakes her head, taking a sip. "Thank you, but I don't need the fridge, and I doubt you could carry it in here." She puts up a hand. "because it is plugged in." She rolls her eyes.
"Well then I would just unplug it, bring it out here and then plug it back in with an extension cord." He smirks. "And I mean now that we don't need to have sex to make a baby. We'll just keep doing it for fun."
She rolls her eyes again. "Steve... sometimes..." she takes a lobster and puts it on her plate, grabbing one of the little hammers she had brought out she cracks at it. "I hate the shells, I never can get them open." She pounds a few more times, not looking at him. "Yes, well you didn't seem to complain when we were doing it for the baby." Now she glances up at him as she hits a claw the it spits her in the face.
"Who said I was complaining?" He grins. "All I'm saying is now it's not work but fun. We don't need no stinking schedule." He looks at her and can't help but laugh, but he quickly covers his mouth when he sees her look. "Sorry."
She glares at him, then picks up a napkin and starts to pat at her face. "That isn't funny Steve." She kicks him under the table. "And it was fun with the schedules." She grins. "Fun to make you perform on demand." She has to laugh at that one.
He winces. "Ow! Shit! Don't do that with the high heels on!" He smirks and then grabs the shell cracker thing for the lobster, using it easily on one of the claws. "Ha! See it's not that hard. And I could still perform anywhere anytime you wanted." He grins, wondering if she was going to challenge him on that. Could be fun.
She smirks. "Then I think you better think twice about doing it again." She takes the hammer again to it, then she picks it up and with all her strength she snaps the tail off, smiling. "Eureka!" She takes her fork and starts to pull meat from inside the tail out. "And I will have to try that out one of these days." Yes, she would, at 3am, she would wake his ass up and demand he make love to her. She smiles at that thought.
He watches her and grins* You mean it? Cause you know I can perform anytime, anywhere." He smirks and then starts to pull the meat out of the claw he broke. "So....after dinner....what were we gonna do? I think we should go have some fun in bed." He grins.
She coughs and chokes on a piece of lobster, her eyes watering, blinking a few times, she gets her napkin and wipes at her eyes. "Yes, well I don't know." She takes a long drink of her pop. "I mean, you would have it planned then." Then smirks and tries to eat another piece.
He grins and puts a piece of lobster meat into his mouth, nodding. "Well I suppose then that I'll just have to wait and see what you have planned."
She smirks. "Yes, yes you will."
He was dreaming of beating up Booker T and making him cry. A smile is on his lips as he mumbles in his sleep, repeating lines he said on the show earlier.
She lays there, looking at him, smiling. Oh he wanted a surprise, he had it. She starts first by tickling her finger down his nose, waiting till he twitches his nose, then she moves her finger along a jawline, then across his lips, slowly down his neck and across his chest. "Steveeeeeeeeeee." She speaks softly.
He reaches up and brushes at whatever it was that was touching his neck, snorting and mumbling something. He turns over onto his other side, his back to her and remains asleep, curled up on his side.
Smiling, she leans forward and kisses between his shoulder blades, this time speaking louder. "Oh Steeeeeeeeeve." She runs a finger down his spine. "It's tiiiiiiiiiiiiime."
He wiggles a bit and mumbles. "Not now. Sleeping." He rolls back onto his back, one arm hanging over the side of the bed and one leg out from under the covers.
She smirks. "Yes, well now you are awake and you my dear," she leans in and kisses his neck, "are going to perform on demand." She tickles his side a little to wake him.
He whimpers and then opens one eye. He turns his head and looks at the clock on the night stand by the bed and sighs, looking back at her. "It's 3am! You want it now?"
She smirks. "Yes, I want it now. At 3 am." Then shrugs and lays back down. "Never mind. I see I was right. You aren't what you thought you were."
He sits up in bed, looking over at her and grinning. "Hey! I can go anytime, anywhere." He turns on his side and then leans over her, giving her a kiss. "You just had to give me a minute to wake up."
She looks at him sideways. "Is that so? Are you sure you are up to it?" She closes her eyes and yawns. "I mean, after all, you did say you were too tired." Teasing him.
He now moves completely over her, settling down between her legs and grinning down at her. "Oh no. Too late. You're going to be awake now. You woke me up for this so you have to be awake too." He leans down and starts to lightly kiss her neck.
She opens one eye and looks at him. "Is that so? Why must I?" She brings one leg up to lightly rub against his thigh. "Is it that important? I mean, you seem so tired and all." She teases him.
He grins and nibbles lightly on her neck before looking up at her. "You want me to make love to you or not?" He kisses her lightly, licking her lips.
She gives him a slow seductive grin. "Oh I want you to make love to me." She licks her lips slowly. "Prove to me that you can perform on demand." She winks, running her hands along his shoulders.
He smiles, loving to hear her say those words to him. He kisses her deeply, pouring all his love for her into the kiss. Wrapping his arms tight around her he rolls to his side, taking her with him, never once breaking the kiss.
She holds him close, returning his kiss, one leg wrapping lightly around his waist, pulling him closer to her. He felt so good in her arms, and she relished what she could, soon there would be more room between them.
He smiles and pulls back from the kiss, looking at her before he rolls her onto her back again, leaning down to give her a soft kiss. "You know, when I said that I was meaning like out of the house somewhere." He grins. "But I ain't complaining about this either."
She smiles up at him. "Oh no, you weren't meaning that. You meant you could take me right then and there on the dining room table surrounded by lobster." She kisses his lips softly, then moves them slowly to the corner of his mouth. "But can you do it at 3am?"He grins at her and kisses her lightly, licking at her lips. "Now you know I could have just had my way with you on that table. Lucky for you I was hungry and didn't want any of that food to go to waste." He nibbles lightly on her chin before moving his mouth down to her neck, biting gently. "And you know I can do it at 3am."
She shakes her head slightly. "We haven't come to that conclusion yet, have we?" She raises a brow, lightly caressing his cheek, loving the feel of his lips on her neck, he knew her hot spots, that was for sure.
He grins and continues to nibble lightly on her neck, sucking on one of the sensitive spots he knew about. He stops and looks up at her. "You mean all those nights before, our honeymoon for one. You mean I didn't prove myself then?" He grins and gives her another kiss.
She shakes her head, smiling. "Oh, but that was because YOU woke ME up." Her hands move lightly along his sides, across his back and over his shoulder blades. "This time I woke you up." She smiles devilishly at him.
He smiles and kisses her softly. "Yes well you should know by now that I only perform for you." He kisses her lightly again and then stops, looking serious. "You do know that right?"
She blinks, shocked he had asked her, the smiles and caresses his cheek. "Yes, Steve, I know that you would only perform for me." Then, trying to get him back in the mood a little, she moves her lips to his. "Besides, you won't expect anything less from me."
He smiles and kisses her gently. "You're right about that one. Now...we suppose to be doing something here?" He grins and moves his mouth to her ear, nibbling lightly on her earlobe before he moves his mouth down to her neck and finds that sensitive spot again.
She smiles softly, a moan escaping her lips at the touch of his lip. "Yes, I believe we were celebrating my bring pregnant and how you got me that way." Her fingers lightly run along his back, her legs parting so he can settle in better between them.
He smiles and kisses her passionately, getting down to business. He rubs against her as he holds her close, rubbing his tongue against hers after pushing it into her mouth.
She moans softly, her lips parting for his tongue, her body inviting him to explore as she moves her hands along his spine, kissing him deeply.
He smiles at her moan and continues to kiss her deeply, his hands now starting to explore her body. He loved the feel of her body under his and under his hands.
She sighs softly. "Oh Steve." She slowly moving her hands over his body, letting her senses take it all in. The feel of his skin, the beat of his heart, his breath against her skin.
After a while of exploring her body with his hands and mouth he moves back up her and kisses her softly before finally entering her. He kisses her again, this time more passionately.
She kisses him deeply, then as they part she sucks in her breath, feeling him enter her, her body tightening around him. "Oh Steve." She brings her legs up, wrapping them around his waist and locking her heals behind him. "My love." She moves her lips back to his, kissing him.
He starts to slowly move in and out of her, smiling down at her and returning her kisses. He shifts positions and holds himself up with straight arms, his hands on either side of her.
She moans deeply, her body starting to light as he moves in her, her hands trailing slowly up and down his sides, her lips seeking his neck to nuzzle and kiss. "Oh Steve." She licks slowly up his neck to his ear, nibbling lightly.
He loves to hear his name on her lips and his movements become more demanding, thrusting harder into her as he captures her lips in a kiss. Drinking from them as his body slides against hers, his hands moving to thread through her hair, pushing it from her face.
His body was driving her wild. Each thrust causing a small cry to catch in her throat. She could feel her blood pounding through her veins like a raging fire. A fire only he would be able to put out now.
He swallows each cry from her lips. They were like wine to him, intoxicating, driving his need deeper and deeper, his thrusts becoming even more insistent. Wanting to bury himself as deep into her as he could. His wife, his love, the mother of his child. Ghod how that sounded to him.
She tightens her legs around his waist, feeling him bringing her to an edge that would only bring her even more pleasure. She rakes her fingernails down his back, feeling the shuddering response she kisses him deeper.
Her nails send a shiver down his spine, and he moves his hands to either side of her head, locking his elbows as he lifts his torso from her body, smiling down at her. "Oh Debra, ghod I love you."
She smiles up at him, one hand moving to his cheek, running her thumb across his bottom lip. "I love you too, Steve."
He moans deeply and leans down to kiss her passionately, wanting this to never stop, but feeling close to the edge.
She moves her legs up further around his waist, feeling each thrust pushing her back into the bed. She reaches up and grabs the headboard, clutching it as she arches up against him. "Oh Ghod, Steve," she cries out. "Like that, yes like that." She knew she wasn't going to last much longer, not with him like this.
Her words spur him on and he pounds into her faster and harder, grunting with each thrust. "Yeah, Babe, yeah." He can't take it any longer and thrusts hard into her one last time, a gutteral cry escaping his throat as he arches back, burying himself deep into her as he explodes.
His cry pushes her over the edge and she joins him, thrust hard and fast over the edge, pure pleasure racking through her body. She tightens around him, holding him as close as she can as the waves of pleasure course through her.
He finally collapses against her, breathing heavy. His sweat soaked body hot from the effort. He breaths heavily against her neck, kissing her. "I love you, Debra."
She moves her lips to his, capturing them in a tender kiss. "I love you too, Steve."
As he feels his breathing start to come back to normal, he rolls off her, laying on his side and smiling at her, his hand going out to caress one exposed breast. "Guess I can perform on demand," he smirks.
She laughs and shakes her head, unable to move, her whole body weak from the experience. "Yes, Steve. You win. You can perform on demand." She rolls her head to the side and smiles tenderly at him. "And don't think this is the last time I will ask. I hear pregnant women can get really horny."
He laughs and smiles at her. "You won't get any complaints from me if it is as good as that every time."