*Yes, you read correctly haha. I needed a break from C&S so I decided to start this. This will be something I update when I am facing a little writers block. Just so that I don't lose my writing twinkle lol. Natasha and Bobby come so easy to me-- this took me less than 2 days to write. I hope to do my other couples in this series of episodes as well. But C&S will be updated next and hopefully will post either a little before or after Christmas. Please let me know what you'd like to see happen with this episodes and what you want to know about each couple as their fictional lives progress haha.
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Natasha had spent minutes staring at her favorite boys sleeping peacefully. She didn't think she'd get enough of the sight. Bobby's deep pink lips were parted wide while he snored quietly. The sound would've awoken a normal 18 month old boy, but not Isaac. He was a heavy sleeper and even snored lightly himself. He was such a handsome baby. Natasha was happy he was finally starting to darken up a little. The first year of his life, he was almost as pale as Bobby. She was beginning to grow accustomed to the stares and disbelieving accusations when people discovered she'd given birth to him. But he still had a few of her features; full lips with a deep cupids bow and her flat upturned nose. He had his father's pitched black eyes that were wide and expressive. His soft honey tinted hair had just been cut the night before, so his face was perfectly framed by a nice shape up.
Natasha silently peeled back the covers and stepped out of bed. She glanced over her shoulder before she went into the bathroom to relieve herself. When she finished, she wandered to the sink to wash her hands. Her appearance caught her eye and she gave herself a hard stare in the mirror. Over the past year, her exterior had matured significantly. Isaac's delivery had a lot to do with it, but a piece of her was ready to let go of her old self. So she took out her nose piercing and cut her hair evenly above her shoulders. The look aged her a bit but it wasn't too much. She wasn't the same person she'd been when she first met Bobby and definitely not the same age.
Time had also slowed down her metabolism. She was never a super thin girl so the pregnancy only added to what was borderline acceptable. Lately she'd been trying to work out more often and eat a little better. She could see improvements but not as much as she'd like. The thought of her physical activity prompted her to run. So instead of taking a shower and getting breakfast ready, she'd run a mile around the neighborhood.
Natasha arrived back in front of her house with her hands on her knees. Bruno Mars had done his duty of making her run slightly easier but it was still arduous. She placed her hands behind her head before she approached her Nissan SUV. She could see the sweat rolling down her face in the reflection. She wore simple yoga pants and a thin sweat jacket. With her weight rested against the car, she caught her breath behind closed lids.
"Natasha." A voice called roughly. She opened her eyes and looked up the driveway. Bobby was at the front door standing tautly. She could tell he was groggy and had woken up no more than 5 minutes ago. The rising sun made his dark brown buzz cut hair shine and his broad chest glow. He shifted on his feet behind the open door and Natasha's eyes caught sight of the bulge in his boxer briefs. He glanced around the surrounding neighborhood fleetingly before giving her a directive nod back into the house. She took her cue and began journeying her way inside. When she closed the door behind herself, Bobby was already up the steps and leading the way back to the bedroom.
Natasha could see Isaac's room door was cracked so she took a small peek inside. He was continuing his slumber in his red racecar bed with his back turned toward her. The small rise and fall of his ribs clenched at her heart and she fought the urge to hold him. The sound of water running was her reminder and she continued into the bedroom. She kicked off her sneakers before joining Bobby in the master bathroom. In the far corner was a large glass shower. The hot water concealed most of his body but she could still the silhouette. She took a moment to strip herself before she approached the door.
Bobby's appearance morphed over the years as well. The swimmers build Natasha had seen leaning over her that day in the grocery store had thickened up. Basketball suddenly wasn't enough to keep off Natasha's home cooked meals. Before he met her, the most he'd eat was a burger from McDonalds after skipping breakfast and lunch. But now Natasha cooked him breakfast before work and almost always had dinner for him when he got home. Natasha thought the weight fit him well and she loved the way he felt when he held her at night. He'd wrap his bicep around her shoulders and she could now rest her head on his forearm as she fell asleep.
He slid back the door to reveal himself soaked and covered in suds. Natasha locked his eyes as she reached up to tie her hair. She could see his eyes taking in her sweating brown skin. He outstretched his palm to help her inside. It seemed like almost as soon as she was within his grasp, he was everywhere. He closed the shower door behind her and engulfed her body in his arms. Natasha exhaled sharply when he pressed his palm against the small of her back and meshed their bodies together. Natasha let her arms rest on his shoulders as they stared one another down. Her palms slid down the curve of his neck and gripped his ears. Bobby took a deep breath.
"I love you." Natasha still, after hearing that phrase from him thousands of times, couldn't help the timid smile pulling at her cheeks. She averted her gaze briefly before returning it.
"I love you too." She whispered in reply. Bobby finally matched his lips with hers and they kissed urgently. Natasha could feel the eagerness in his lips and knew he was sexually pent up that morning. He finally took a break and rested his head against hers while he caught his breath. His black eyes were apologetic and Natasha interrupted his attempt to speak.
"I know," She said quietly "go ahead." Bobby always tried to do some foreplay before sex. He wanted to give her some attention before he entered his own world while inside her. But today Natasha could just tell he didn't have the patience or tolerance to do it today. He was already so wound up; she wouldn't make him wait any longer. Plus, he'd make it up to her next time.
He looked down onto himself as he slapped some of his saliva onto the tip of his cock. He twisted Natasha's hips away from him and she planted her hands onto the shower door. He slowly guided himself into her core and they moaned in syncopation. Bobby could see her fingers flexing on the glass as she took his length. He ran his hands down the side of her upper back, allowing his fingertips to graze over the sides of her breasts before cupping them both in his hands. Gravity forced her nipples to push themselves into the palm of his hands and he basked in how wonderful it felt. Her wanton cries of pleasure filled the space while he rhythmically pounded into her from behind.
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Bobby and Natasha's walk in closet was connected to their bathroom so the two of them got dressed together after their long shower. She could see that it was getting late in the day and she was extremely hungry. She was shuffling around for underwear while Bobby picked out his outfit for the day.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Natasha asked, looking into the closet to see if he'd heard her. He had on a pair of dark jeans and searched for a shirt with his back toward her.
"French toast." Natasha groaned quietly. He always chose the foods that took the most time to prepare.
"Then you're getting Isaac dressed." She bargained. Usually Bobby would still be asleep on a Saturday, so Natasha would have to get Isaac together. But since it was almost 12 o'clock, breakfast hadn't been started and Bobby was very much awake, he'd help her out.
"That's fine; just pick out what you want him to wear." He replied.
"Mommy?" The faint cry was heard on the opposite side of the door. Natasha turned to Bobby and gave him an expectant look. He sucked his teeth before he left the bathroom to tend to Isaac. Natasha took the time to hurriedly get dressed. She planned on doing a little shopping later in the afternoon so she decided to put on a pair of light wash skinny jeans with a black baggy cable knit sweater. She lightly swiped mascara over her lashes before sheathing her lips in a deep brown gloss.
She finally exited the bathroom and grabbed her cell phone off the bed. She checked for texts while on her way to search for Bobby. She'd gotten 5 from the group chat she, Olivia, Summer and Naomi were in.
S: Somebody help me, I'm tryin to make grits
O: Hahahaha
N: Lol you have to buy them
