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[It's been far too long since they've had any special mommy and daddy time, and it's not even finals time either. Though Raleigh's still not thrilled with that but he's learned to live with it and plan the babysitter weeks in advance so that when he turns in his last one, they don't have to worry about Sophia, just how fast they can get clothes off. Mako's just had a lot of work lately, leaving her tired and not in the mood and that's okay because Raleigh is struggling with being able to leave Sophia at daycare when he has to go to class (not as many online classes anymore, the deeper into his degree he gets, he's got to actually go to the campus more and more) and distracted too.
But tonight. Tonight the stars aligned and Sophia went to bed early, worn out by the day trip to the zoo and all the excitement there and that's okay because they've decided to make their own excitement. Started with Raleigh coming up behind her at the bathroom sink, running his hand along her stomach and smirking at her in the mirror.
And yeah, let's do it.
Raleigh could easily spend hours kissing her, just pressing his lips to hers over and over, exploring her mouth with his tongue, even though he already knows it like the back of his hand. But tonight, he's kind of multitasking, kissing her and ridding her of her clothes, isn't he so nice, and helped her take off his and about ready to get Little Raleigh back to knowing lower parts of her when--]
Mommy?
Edited 2014-01-09 03:08 (UTC)
[Yancy should be proud of himself-- he's effectively murdered all chance of Raleigh ever having sex again. In a really roundabout way, it could be considered Raleigh's own fault, since he is the one who brought his girlfriend into his room and didn't have any condoms in there for if (when) things went further than just doing homework and making out. So he's the one who has to sprint down the hall to the bathroom in just his boxers, sporting a matching boner and guess who's coming out of his room at the exact same time.
It's Yancy. Who takes one look at him and starts laughing. Raleigh thinks he could've handled that except that then his brother starts giving him sex tips and critiquing his style and do you ever get on top you lazy idiot, your hair gives you away and bye bye boner.
Bye bye sex life, he's going to be a monk.
Raleigh comes back to his room with no condoms because he honestly forgot to grab them and like the life has been sucked out of him, shutting the door behind him with a mournful click.]
Kill me.
[When he took the job, he was not expecting what he got. A rich businessman (who may or may not have ties into some dirty business) asks for someone to protect his wife, and he was expecting some bleach blonde, shopping loving girl with bling everywhere and a tiny dog. Was bracing himself for it even, and wondering if anyone would notice if he carried a flask.
What he gets-- the person that Mako is is completely different. She's beautiful, yes. Her hair's not blonde but there's streaks of blue. She doesn't shop, have any bling, or a dog. She's Not Happy with being saddled with a bodyguard, doesn't really have to say as much but it's obvious that she doesn't agree with her husband.
The more time he spends with her, the more he learns, the more he likes her. It doesn't take a genius to notice that he spends more time with her than her husband does, that's obvious from day one but it becomes more apparent as time goes on that she's lonely, and not happy with her situation. Not just the bodyguard thing anymore but all of it. The money, the silence, it's not her, it's suffocating her.
Raleigh doesn't mean to fall for her, doesn't mean to act on those feelings but life had other ideas and you can't ever pick who you love. It's another night where Mako has to attend some gala alone, and he keeps her company, commenting on the ugly dresses the other women are wearing, asks her if she wants to dance. Which is maybe the tipping point, when they were close together, and came to realize what they both want and what's stopping them? A man who's never around, who isn't even in the country right now?
Right. Didn't think so.
They're careless, in more than one way. They fuck in pretty much every room in her big empty house, spend the entire night together even if they can't be completely sure that her husband is going to be gone til morning, forget the condoms a couple times when the need is too great, when they just can't wait it has to be now, it has to be fucking now.
Maybe they get lucky because the last time that happened (a hurried affair in the bathroom at a charity event of all places) a visit from her husband happened around the same time. So no one besides Raleigh is even a little suspicious even Mako announces that she's pregnant.
Pregnant.
Raleigh doesn't look at her for the rest of the night, sure that one look would give him away. He stands in the shadows, where he's supposed to while she and her husband entertain their dinner guests. Mako's pregnant. And he's hopeful that it's his child and sick with himself for wishing that. What's going to change if it is his child? Is she going to leave her husband now? Can she even leave?
Her husband has a red eye flight to Paris after the dinner. Leaving the two of them alone a little after midnight and isn't that where all the trouble started. Raleigh doesn't knock before slipping into her bedroom, closing the door behind him quietly.]
Is it mine?
[ No, no, no, no, no. Mako groans against his shoulder in a way that has absolutely nothing to do with her finally getting laid by Raleigh and getting extremely reacquainted with Little Raleigh and everything to do with their adorable, precious baby girl that's standing in the doorway of their unlocked door.
Why now, after all the weeks of pretty much not getting some coveted private time with Raleigh? Mako is not demanding when it comes to physical intimacies, but she's a normal, functioning human being with Needs and her sexual frustration level at these past few weeks had been very nearly burying the needle and she'd been looking forward to this for an age.
The night had started so promisingly too, when she'd been winding down in the bathroom and Raleigh had That Look in his eye when he'd smiled at her and she'd pretty much wasted no time encouraging him and they were so close -- !
It takes precious few moments to quickly scramble for a shirt and her shorts under him, forgoing the underwear because her bra's hanging from the back of a chair and her panties are... well, somewhere. Thankful for the covers that keep them decent when Sophia comes around, sleepy but curious, she kisses Raleigh briefly before she edges out of the covers and takes a seat on the edge of the bed, rumpled but concerned.
Sophia, however, is distracted -- why aren't Mommy and Daddy asleep? "What are you doing?" she asks. "Mommy, why was Daddy on top of you? Are you playing a game without me?"
It's fortunate that it's too dark to see her blush, and Mako hurriedly makes up a story -- ] No, he's just... giving me a checkup. Mommy isn't feeling too well. What's wrong, Sophia? Can't sleep?
Why now, after all the weeks of pretty much not getting some coveted private time with Raleigh? Mako is not demanding when it comes to physical intimacies, but she's a normal, functioning human being with Needs and her sexual frustration level at these past few weeks had been very nearly burying the needle and she'd been looking forward to this for an age.
The night had started so promisingly too, when she'd been winding down in the bathroom and Raleigh had That Look in his eye when he'd smiled at her and she'd pretty much wasted no time encouraging him and they were so close -- !
It takes precious few moments to quickly scramble for a shirt and her shorts under him, forgoing the underwear because her bra's hanging from the back of a chair and her panties are... well, somewhere. Thankful for the covers that keep them decent when Sophia comes around, sleepy but curious, she kisses Raleigh briefly before she edges out of the covers and takes a seat on the edge of the bed, rumpled but concerned.
Sophia, however, is distracted -- why aren't Mommy and Daddy asleep? "What are you doing?" she asks. "Mommy, why was Daddy on top of you? Are you playing a game without me?"
It's fortunate that it's too dark to see her blush, and Mako hurriedly makes up a story -- ] No, he's just... giving me a checkup. Mommy isn't feeling too well. What's wrong, Sophia? Can't sleep?
[ At this point, neither of them had expected that it would happen -- Mako had always been happy with making out but today had been different; today was more urgent and today was the day she knew she was ready, that they could go further and Raleigh won't change his mind about her.
So when they went pretty much almost all the way, they remembered the condoms, and while Mako is loathe to let him out of her arms, contraceptives were absolutely crucial; especially when she's still too young to have a kid, no matter how much she loves Raleigh.
Mako rolls over on the bed, burying her face in his pillow and breathing him in, fighting to keep her desire under control, her anticipation and hope burning before he comes in and looks like someone just told him that his abs are underperforming or something. She straightens, pulling the covers up to her chest, immediately concerned -- that's not good. ]
What's wrong?
So when they went pretty much almost all the way, they remembered the condoms, and while Mako is loathe to let him out of her arms, contraceptives were absolutely crucial; especially when she's still too young to have a kid, no matter how much she loves Raleigh.
Mako rolls over on the bed, burying her face in his pillow and breathing him in, fighting to keep her desire under control, her anticipation and hope burning before he comes in and looks like someone just told him that his abs are underperforming or something. She straightens, pulling the covers up to her chest, immediately concerned -- that's not good. ]
What's wrong?
[ Raleigh is a mistake she makes over and over again -- when her husband had first introduced him to her, she had been startled; he was younger than she'd thought he would be, with kind eyes and a sturdy strength, not a hatchet-faced veteran that would haunt her every step. Mako is aware that given the rigors of her husband's business, she would require a modicum of protection from threats, but she's also aware that she's perfectly equipped to take care of herself.
He wouldn't listen, of course, her husband -- he never listens, and the constant absences, the smothering inattention and the trappings of wealth made her feel suffocated. She likes the man well enough; under all that he's at least kind to her, and his wealth is needed to fund Pentecost Industries; they'd hit a rocky road these past few years, and Mako knew that her father would need the additional funding to keep Project JAEGER afloat to make it a viable business option. They were, and had always been a technology conglomerate that developed and manufactured advanced weapon and defense technologies, and Mako had been most unwilling to let it sink under its temporary setbacks.
Hence the marriage, entirely out of her free will -- her father had protested this, objected, but she knew what she had been doing, what she ought to do. And it worked. The high profile marriage had sent stock prices of Pentecost Industries skyrocketing.
But at what cost? Mako only understands the full weight of the cost now, when she falls in love with her bodyguard despite herself, when his constant company meant companionship, when she got to know him and found herself liking his quirks, his habits. And when he asked her to dance that night -- when his hands were warm on her waist, she'd known she was done for.
They toppled together, when she saw the heat in his eyes and felt the heady, intoxicating rush of desire in his kisses, when they fuck without a care and she'd never felt more alive; above, under, all around him. It was never quite like this with her husband, and they were desperate lovers, sharing a sweet, forbidden secret from the rest of the world.
He makes her feel her age, young and reckless and passionate, and that had translated into now, now, please, I need to have you -- and everything that such a reckless thing had entailed. Mako loved fucking him, adored all the times they made love everywhere, anywhere, he was so good and he was such a thorough, giving lover that she'd reciprocated in kind, teaching him, showing him what she liked, learning what he liked.
But then she gets pregnant.
She gets pregnant and she knows that it's Raleigh's, pretends that it's her husband's because it's only a stroke of luck that he'd returned a few days later. When she announces it at a gala dinner she's hosting in their palatial home, Mako doesn't look at the father of her child. She can't.
The dinner goes as planned, and when her husband kisses her before leaving for Paris, Mako eases from the evening dress into a lighter, more comfortable nightgown. She's seated at the ornate vanity, carefully removing her makeup; startled when she hears his voice.
...Raleigh.
Mako doesn't answer, for a moment. ]
Does it matter?
He wouldn't listen, of course, her husband -- he never listens, and the constant absences, the smothering inattention and the trappings of wealth made her feel suffocated. She likes the man well enough; under all that he's at least kind to her, and his wealth is needed to fund Pentecost Industries; they'd hit a rocky road these past few years, and Mako knew that her father would need the additional funding to keep Project JAEGER afloat to make it a viable business option. They were, and had always been a technology conglomerate that developed and manufactured advanced weapon and defense technologies, and Mako had been most unwilling to let it sink under its temporary setbacks.
Hence the marriage, entirely out of her free will -- her father had protested this, objected, but she knew what she had been doing, what she ought to do. And it worked. The high profile marriage had sent stock prices of Pentecost Industries skyrocketing.
But at what cost? Mako only understands the full weight of the cost now, when she falls in love with her bodyguard despite herself, when his constant company meant companionship, when she got to know him and found herself liking his quirks, his habits. And when he asked her to dance that night -- when his hands were warm on her waist, she'd known she was done for.
They toppled together, when she saw the heat in his eyes and felt the heady, intoxicating rush of desire in his kisses, when they fuck without a care and she'd never felt more alive; above, under, all around him. It was never quite like this with her husband, and they were desperate lovers, sharing a sweet, forbidden secret from the rest of the world.
He makes her feel her age, young and reckless and passionate, and that had translated into now, now, please, I need to have you -- and everything that such a reckless thing had entailed. Mako loved fucking him, adored all the times they made love everywhere, anywhere, he was so good and he was such a thorough, giving lover that she'd reciprocated in kind, teaching him, showing him what she liked, learning what he liked.
But then she gets pregnant.
She gets pregnant and she knows that it's Raleigh's, pretends that it's her husband's because it's only a stroke of luck that he'd returned a few days later. When she announces it at a gala dinner she's hosting in their palatial home, Mako doesn't look at the father of her child. She can't.
The dinner goes as planned, and when her husband kisses her before leaving for Paris, Mako eases from the evening dress into a lighter, more comfortable nightgown. She's seated at the ornate vanity, carefully removing her makeup; startled when she hears his voice.
...Raleigh.
Mako doesn't answer, for a moment. ]
Does it matter?
[Raleigh-- is not as lucky as her because his clothes are half in the bathroom and across the floor and generally too far to get out of bed without their daughter noticing that he's naked. He's naked and he's (was) trying to have sex with Mako and Sophia is way too young to realize what's going on but old enough that she's starting to grasp the magical question of why? why? why? and he's so frustrated (in the sexual sense) that he has to move gingerly to hide Certain Things from her and keep the sheet over his lower half as he moves to sit up in bed.
Giving her a check up, w o w okay. But Sophia seems to buy it, burying her face against her plush pony and shaking her head to answer Mako's question.
"I had a bad dream" she whimpers "Can Daddy read me another story?"
Aha no, that's-- not going to happen for a few minutes without walking off the problem and she can't be in the room while he tries to find pants and this is the one time that being her favorite story teller is bad.]
What if Mommy does instead, sweetheart?
Giving her a check up, w o w okay. But Sophia seems to buy it, burying her face against her plush pony and shaking her head to answer Mako's question.
"I had a bad dream" she whimpers "Can Daddy read me another story?"
Aha no, that's-- not going to happen for a few minutes without walking off the problem and she can't be in the room while he tries to find pants and this is the one time that being her favorite story teller is bad.]
What if Mommy does instead, sweetheart?
[He can't say it, because saying it makes him relive it but so does thinking about it and oh fuck, he's reliving all the horrible laughter and tips and oh look at that, is that your first hickey, bro? and he wants to die.
He wants to crawl out of the window in his boxers and take the swan dive of shame.
Raleigh rubs at his eyes, like he's trying to scrub the memories out of his head and stumbles over to his bed, dropping down onto the foot of it. Five minutes ago, he was going to have glorious sex with Mako and now his dick is never going to meet her nether regions.]
I ran into Yancy in the hall.
[And he's in his boxers, with a bite mark on his chest and sex like hair and she's smart, she can figure out what was said without making Raleigh repeat it. Because he will die if he has to.]
He wants to crawl out of the window in his boxers and take the swan dive of shame.
Raleigh rubs at his eyes, like he's trying to scrub the memories out of his head and stumbles over to his bed, dropping down onto the foot of it. Five minutes ago, he was going to have glorious sex with Mako and now his dick is never going to meet her nether regions.]
I ran into Yancy in the hall.
[And he's in his boxers, with a bite mark on his chest and sex like hair and she's smart, she can figure out what was said without making Raleigh repeat it. Because he will die if he has to.]
[ Raleigh's moving under the sheets behind her and she doesn't need to look back to know what he's doing, but she'd be damned if she'd let him 'walk it off'. They spent a good while getting there, there's not going to be any solving of the problem. Not tonight. Mako's putting their little girl to bed, then she's coming back to him and they're going to pick up where they left off.
So she picks Sophia up when the little girl nods finally, a little too distracted by her own nightmare to properly protest. But she does ask -- "Why?" Mako, getting the hang of lying, simply says: ]
Because Mommy is sick, and Daddy needs to find Mommy a cure. [ She kisses her nose briefly, but Sophia looks ashen. "Sick, Mommy?" ] Mm. But there's special kind of medicine to make Mommy well again.
[ Mako doesn't really know where she's going with this, but she's winging it and giving Raleigh a look over her shoulder -- no letting Junior go half-mast, got that? ]
So she picks Sophia up when the little girl nods finally, a little too distracted by her own nightmare to properly protest. But she does ask -- "Why?" Mako, getting the hang of lying, simply says: ]
Because Mommy is sick, and Daddy needs to find Mommy a cure. [ She kisses her nose briefly, but Sophia looks ashen. "Sick, Mommy?" ] Mm. But there's special kind of medicine to make Mommy well again.
[ Mako doesn't really know where she's going with this, but she's winging it and giving Raleigh a look over her shoulder -- no letting Junior go half-mast, got that? ]
[ Mako can't even muster the courage to be completely crestfallen, especially not at the look on Raleigh's face. He looks like a dejected puppy, and even if she's disappointed she knows that despite proclamations to the contrary (it's statistically impossible for a teenage boy not to want to have sex) that's just going to be a short term solution.
She holds out her arms because she's figured it out, but there'll be no swan-dive of shame today. Not today! ]
Oh, Raleigh. Come here.
She holds out her arms because she's figured it out, but there'll be no swan-dive of shame today. Not today! ]
Oh, Raleigh. Come here.
[Does it matter? Can she see the look on his face in the mirror as he processes that. It's not a no, and he thinks he knows her well enough by now to know that if it weren't true, if it wasn't his child, then she would have denied it without any sidestepping. It's pretty much as good as admitting to it but he still wants her to say it.
And it matters because it's his child. It matters because he loves her, he's fallen for her, it's not just the sex or the adrenaline rush from sneaking around with their little secret. He loves her, he wants to be with her always, now wants to raise a family with her.
It's not easy, he knows that. When he took the job, he didn't know the politics and finances behind her marriage and her father's company but he does now. He gets it but is she happy here? Is she going to be happy lying to everyone for the rest of her life? Because that's what she's going to have to do. Lie about her child, to her child, if she won't leave.]
Of course it matters. Mako, is it?
And it matters because it's his child. It matters because he loves her, he's fallen for her, it's not just the sex or the adrenaline rush from sneaking around with their little secret. He loves her, he wants to be with her always, now wants to raise a family with her.
It's not easy, he knows that. When he took the job, he didn't know the politics and finances behind her marriage and her father's company but he does now. He gets it but is she happy here? Is she going to be happy lying to everyone for the rest of her life? Because that's what she's going to have to do. Lie about her child, to her child, if she won't leave.]
Of course it matters. Mako, is it?
[He wants to have sex! He just also wants to have a progressive memory wiping procedure so that he doesn't remember who Yancy is. Yancy is being disowned, cut out, he's never speaking to him again.
Raleigh scoots over to her, not even a little excited that she's naked under that sheet and what is wrong with him. He's ruined. She should dump him so someone who can actually appreciate her nakedness.]
I wish I was an only child.
Raleigh scoots over to her, not even a little excited that she's naked under that sheet and what is wrong with him. He's ruined. She should dump him so someone who can actually appreciate her nakedness.]
I wish I was an only child.
[Okay, yeah, he's not seventeen anymore but he's never had a problem getting it up for Mako before, in his defense. Though their daughter in the same room is proving to be a pretty effective boner killer, go figure.
Raleigh catches the look though, even as he's trying not to laugh at Mako's excuses. Right, got it, don't have to tell him twice to sit around and think dirty things about her.
Even if it does feel like she's gone forever.]
Raleigh catches the look though, even as he's trying not to laugh at Mako's excuses. Right, got it, don't have to tell him twice to sit around and think dirty things about her.
Even if it does feel like she's gone forever.]
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