Charlie's Starr
Your Turn
Charlie rolled over in bed and grinned. By the look of the dawn light outside it was still early, and he had two whole days off. He reached out an arm; Starr stirred and moved closer in her sleep, smiling as he let his hands explore her warm body.
"Hmmm, morning" she murmured "What time is it?"
"About five thirty" he replied into her ear.
"And you thought that was a good time to wake me up?" she demanded half heartedly.
"If I'm up…." She felt him grin and she giggled as he tickled her.
"Stop it!" she retorted, grabbing his hands to stop him tickling her and opening her eyes to look at him.
He shook his hands free and moved closer, kissing her neck, his hands roaming again.
"So that's why you woke me up" she said as his hands wandered all over her body, making her shiver with anticipation.
"Well, you do have your uses" his voice was muffled as he buried his face in her neck.
"Glad to hear it" she said sarcastically "So do you as it happens"
He pushed himself up on his hands, looking down into her face, one eyebrow raised "Oh yeah?" he asked
"Yeah, give me a minute, I'll think of something" she looked at him slyly from under her lashes.
"Alright smart arse" he said, kissing her roughly, pinning her to the bed with his weight.
She giggled again and tried to roll out from under him, but he held her fast, grinning down at her "Well?"
"Um, looking after Dragons?" she offered, a smile on her lips.
"Yes, I am" he growled "But I'm sure you can think of something else" he now nipped at her neck, marking the skin slightly, while his thigh pushed between hers.
"Oh, you make a nice cup of tea; you are quite good at making dinner, when you have to, and Er, walking the dog. Have I forgotten anything?" she looked innocent apart from the naughty grin on her face.
"Guess I'll just have to remind you" he said with mock indignation, easing his weight from her slightly as his hands released her wrists and started to caress again.
They both jumped a several minutes later as a noise was heard from the adjoining room. Charlie stopped moving, burying his face in her shoulder.
"So close" he moaned.
"Ignore him, he'll be ok for a bit" she urged moving her hips, making him draw in breath sharply.
Charlie started to move again slowly, smiling as she arched underneath him, the smile changing to a grimace as the noises from the next room got louder.
"I can't" he sighed "I can't concentrate with him making that racket" he rolled off, looking at her.
"Don't look at me like that" she smirked "The kicked puppy routine doesn't work anymore"
"Yes it does" he grinned "It always works, sounds like he wants some attention" he nodded towards the bedroom door.
"Er, I do believe it's you he wants" she said as she cupped her hand around her ear.
The banging of plastic on wood could be heard, accompanied by an increasingly frustrated little voice.
"Da, da, daaaaaa" the voice wailed "Dad, dada, daaaaadaaaaa!"
"Humph" said Charlie
"That was definitely Dad" she said "That'll show you for teaching him to say 'Daddy' before 'Mummy' won't it? Anyway it's your turn" she laughed as he frowned.
"Alright, I just need a minute" he swung his legs over the bed and sat with his back to her, she swept her hands over the well defined muscles, kissing his neck "Keep doing that and I'll need more than a minute" he observed.
"Breakfast?" she suggested as he stood, pulling on a pair of tracksuit bottoms.
"That's what I was in the middle of" he smirked as he watched her lounge in the bed, the covers at her waist "You really are gorgeous in the mornings" he sighed "I don't get to see much of you like this any more" he reached out and stroked her face.
"Dadda!" The voice was insistent now, crying in between shouts, and the banging was getting louder too.
Without another word he left the bedroom, she could hear him talk to their son in the next room, it always made her smile, how this big tough man went gooey at the sight of his baby son.
"Hello Son" he said
"Dad,daaadddaaa!" the baby crowed "Up!"
"Come on then" she heard him ferreting around looking for nappies and wipes "You stink mate"
"Dad!" the baby sounded delighted, she listened as Charlie changed the baby, laughing quietly to herself as she heard Charlie tell him to stop trying to crawl away. A few moments later a smiley red haired baby appeared in the doorway in his fathers arms.
"Ma!" the baby announced
"That's right, that's your lazy mother, lolling in bed while daddy has to do everything" he said
"Aw, poor daddy" replied Starr rolling her eyes "Are you taking notes Mathew William Weasley? That is how you moan when you grow up like daddy"
"Especially when you end up lumbered with an idle woman like your mother" he grinned, placing the baby on the bed and laying out next to them, dodging a well aimed kick from Starr.
"If you want to father any more children, I suggest that you stop with the lazy comments Weasley" she warned
"Like I'm going to get the chance!" he huffed "He's the best contraception known to man!"
"Aw" Starr cuddled the baby closer "Daddy's in a huff because he couldn't get his leg over"
"Well, if you woke up a bit earlier…" he grinned "Does he always get up this early?"
"There's usually someone blundering around the house from five thirty in the morning, moaning because he can't find this and he can't find that" she looked at him, a smile on her lips "And slamming doors and swearing, that usually wakes him up"
"No idea who that could be" he replied, the picture of innocence "I'm very quiet and considerate in the mornings"
"Right, course you are dear" she snorted
"Don't call me dear" he protested "Makes me feel old"
"What you? The Peter Pan of the Magical Community?" she teased.
"Just remember who wears the trousers in this house!" he said.
"You might wear them Charlie, but if I didn't wash, dry and iron them they would still be in a screwed up heap at the bottom of the bed" she countered smartly.
"Ok, you win" he sighed rolling onto his back, his hands linked behind his head "Oh great wife, mistress of my universe"
"That's better" she smiled "I'm hungry"
"You know where the kitchen is" he replied huffily, a smirk on his face.
"But Charleeee" she whined "Please, I'm so hungry and need a cup of tea, and your poor son is starving"
Charlie stood and folded his arms looking down at his family, ruffling the baby's hair.
"Don't ever fall for a woman like your mother Mattie" he warned his son "She'll have you wrapped around her little finger before you know it"
"You love me really" she said.
"Yeah that's my problem" he laughed as he bent to kiss her "What do you want for breakfast then? And you needn't think I'm bringing it up here, you can get your arse downstairs"
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