Uhhhhh, hi? Lol. My, my, its been a while! Hope everyone has been doing well! This is just a check in to say I miss writing and wish I still had the time and the spark to finish this story. Someone favorites this in October of last year and it really brought a tear to my eye because MAN... I miss who I was when I started this journey. I'll never forget you, my readers. I can't promise that I'm back, but I'm not entirely gone either...

They had each other wherever they could, whenever they could. It didn't matter if they were it the middle of dinner, all it took was one look and everything else was forgotten entirely.

Chris was becoming a skilled multitasker, mastering the art of satisfying her every need while still getting shit done before his tour. For instance, they were currently having a quickie on the living room couch, Yelena using the leverage from her grip on the back of the couch to ride him like a pro while he guided her hips with one hand, the other gripping her thick brown hair as they grunted in unison with every hard thrust. The sensation of being so deep inside her was heaven, and he could tell she wasn't going to last much longer by the way her brows were so tensely knitted together in concentration on finding her relief.

He leaned forward and licked her jugular, earning a drawn out whimper from her as he slammed into her unexpectedly. He felt her walls clench around him "That's a good girl."

She bit her bottom lip, panting, as she rocked back and forth, winding her hips "Chris—"

His phone chose that very moment to ring. Her eyes snapped open as her hips slowed and he could almost drink the pleasure that clouded her eyes.

"You should….. ahhh… get… that." She managed

He gripped her hips, locking her into place "Let it ring." He said through clenched teeth. Placing his feet in the coffee table behind her, he sunk downward, leaving her on her knees on the cushioned couch with just enough room to be able to thrust into her. He knew supporting her weight for too long was becoming more and more difficult with her growing belly, and he was more than happy to put in the rest of the work for her.

Her grip on the back of the couch on either side of his head tightened as he wrapped his arms around her, drilling her with no mercy from underneath.

"Ohmigaaaahhhhh Ahhh Chris."

He grabbed ahold of her plump ass, spreading her open more for deeper access, but his phone continued ringing, one call after another, breaking his concentration.

"Just answer it" she breathed out.

He smacked her ass hard, picking her up with one arm and flipping her onto her back, grabbing his phone with his free hand, never slipping out of her an inch "Fine, I'll answer." He said, giving her another deep thrust.

Her hand darted out, landing on his pelvis to make him ease up "What are you—"

He gripped her left thigh, throwing her leg over his shoulder, pulling out to run the tip of his dick in between her folds "You're so fucking beautiful."

"Mmmm… your phoooooone"

He buried himself back inside her before looking down at the device "You were right. I should probably take this. It's Tom calling about finalizing for the tour."

Yelena threw her head back "Don't you dare-" she growled in warning

"Hold that thought, sweetheart." He said, giving her another hard thrust, loving the way she cried out in response. He could tell by the sound of her voice that she was dangling right over the edge. "Look at me." He demanded

Her cloudy green orbs met his in obedience

"You told me to answer it." He said shaking the phone, which was now ringing for the fourth time "I'm going to pick up. Do not cum." he ordered

She whined "Chris!"

He picked up, putting the call on speaker.

If she wasn't so horny, he would bet millions on how bad she wanted to kill him "Hey Tom." he said, trying to control his breathing as he listened, slowly sliding in and out of the the warm depths of the mother of his children. He heard Tom greet him, catching bits and pieces of his greeting. He definitely heard him say that his band mates were on the line as well. Yelena was burning a hole in his face, her own face flushed as she bit into her lip.

He muted the phone and placed it on speaker for a quick second "God, stop looking at me like that."

He wasn't sure if he was asking or telling her but that look was making his own release rear it's head.

"Make me."

He raised a brow at her "Yeah? Alright." He flipped her once again, this time on all fours

"Jericho, are you still there?" he heard his drummer, Frank Fontsere asked.

He entered her from behind and she groaned loudly "Shhhh, woman. They'll hear." He teased. Before he let her respond, quickly unmuted the line "Yeah. I'm listening."

"We thought we lost you, man. Why are you so out of breath? Are you in the gym?"

"Something like that…"

He tortured her slowly while he held the conversation for testing him. Back and fourth, he would mute the call to pound into her until she was begging him

"Fuuuck, Jericho, I'm gonna cum." She panted

"I'm almost done with this call, don't cum yet." He told her. Truth be told, he had completely been tuning the rest of the call out towards the end, the pressure becoming too much, he was almost just as close as she was. He no longer held his phone, carelessly tossing it on the cushion next to her head. Their fingered were intertwined, his hands on top of hers, his chest now to her back.

"Chris, where are you, man?" Rich Ward asked

He unmuted the call "Yeah I'm here, yeah, that's fine sure." He wasn't even sure if he'd asked him a question or not, pleasure had completely taken over.

"I can't… I can't, you're gonna have to finish or stop." she whispered as quietly as she could

"Yelena, don't you dare—" he warned, if she let go now, he would too. He fumbled to get to his phone, but she let go with an earth shattering cry, thrashing, taking him for the ride as they both leaped over the edge. His phone hit the carpet below them. When he came back down to earth after a full blown three minutes and was coherent, he could hear the guys on the phone laughing their asses off.

"I knew it!" Paul, his Bassist yelled

"Bra fucking vo, my friend. I give you points for stamina, old man. We've been on this call for going on nineteen minutes. "

"Screw you, Andy." He laughed, trying to catch his breath

Yelena let out an embarrassed wail "Oh my god." she said, covering her face.

He kissed her bare shoulder

"Sounds like you were knocking on his door."

"Yeah, hanging up now." Chris laughed "Tom, email me an outline of everything and I'll sign and send it back by tomorrow morning."

"Will do. Have a good evening gentlemen."

"Bye Yelenaaaaa." They all called

"Get the hell off of my line, assholes. I'll see you at rehearsal tomorrow." he hung up "Oooh, sorry sweetheart." He said, realizing most of his weight was on her. He straightened quickly, allowing her to turn over and sit up "Are you okay?" He asked, kissing her. This was the first time he hadn't been gentle with her.

"No! I'm mortified! That was embarrassing." She pouted, sitting on her heels and pulling down her dress "I'll never be able to face them again and it's all your fault!" she punched him in the chest

"Oww! You're the one who told me to answer!" he said, dodging her swinging fist playfully.

"Ughhh! Asshole." She huffed, blowing a few stray strand of hair out of her face "I'm going to take a shower." she said, standing. She ran her fingers through her tangled hair, sweeping it up into a high ponytail

Chris licked his lips hungrily at the fresh marks on her neck, hungrily "Want some company?"

"Don't even think about it. If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were trying to break me in half."

"A man can only try." He said with a shrug. She shot him an annoyed grin, leaving him to his own devices while she headed upstairs. He rested both arms on the back of the couch, tilting his head back, his heart rate still up. A satisfactory grin etched into his face as he went to retrieve a beer. He'd let her shower their sins away in peace. This was only half time. He still owed her one more round for cumming without permission.

2:37 a.m.

She was close to literally pissing herself, trying to tip toe out of bed quietly so she wouldn't disturb him or the two monsters sleeping at the foot of their bed. Sliding into the master bathroom, not bothering with the lights. Chris had put in small nightlights throughout the whole house since she tended to wake in the middle of the night and wonder around doing various activities.

She sighed in relief as she peed.

And peed.

And peed some more.

Sheesh. The twins must really be pressed against her blaster tonight. She'd started to feel an awkward pain in the middle of the night in her lower abdomen but thought it was nothing, a result of her sleeping in a weird position

She yawned, half asleep on the toilet. When she was finally temporarily empty, she wiped. In the pale blue-ish white nightlight, she noticed the tissue was tinted. She woke up fully almost immediately, yanking more toilet paper from the roll. Maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her. Swiping again, she squinted in the semi-darkness.

The paper was darker this time, almost soaking

No….

She leaned over, flipping on the bathroom light

Her blurry eyes met a crimson ribbon

She covered her mouth to fight a sob, hoping she didn't wake Chris

The awkward pain made itself known and she winced slightly, uncomfortable. It shot from her lower abdomen down. Pulling up her panties and sleep shorts she flushed and slid onto the floor next to the toilet, feeling a bit woozy.

A scratch at the door caught her attention. Sweat was gathering on her brow as she tried to take a few deep breaths. It had to be Bane. Usually when she awoke in the night for her many bathroom trips, she'd find him sitting in front of the door waiting for her to come out. Almost as if he was standing guard.

A rushing of liquid soaked in between her legs. Slow at first but then she realized she was in a puddle "Bane?" She breathed out.

The pain came again, this time making her clamp down on herself that she could barely call out louder "Chris…"

Bane let out a low wine. His scratches came more persistent. The last thing she remembered was whimpering for help before Bane started shrieking like a banshee

Her vision blurred and everything went fuzzy….

Until we meet again...