Susan stood on the edge of the yard, fiddling with her fingers.
Grogek made his way over. "Are you alright?" He cocked his head to the side and ran his hand down her back.
"Well..." She stared at her toes and blushed. "I wanted to tell you... I mean, I figured I should..." Standing on her toes, she whispered in his ear. "I'm off my period." She dropped down.
His eyebrows shot up. "Is that so?"
"I just... thought I'd let you know." She giggled nervously and turned to run.
His arm shot out and he scooped her up around the waist. "Now where are you running off to, my little angel?" He purred into her hair.
"Well, I didn't want to do it HERE." She hissed.
He chuckled. "Of course not. But it IS rather naughty of you to get me hard and run off."
She put a hand to her cheek. "Oh, dear. Well, it's just that... I had to be sure, and then I thought you'd like to know, for... tonight. And since the children are napping..." Ducking her head, she could feel the heat flush into her face. "I think I messed up." She whispered.
"Oh, no. See, for that's what I'm going to be thinking about for the rest of the day." He licked behind her ear.
She shivered. "You're not... annoyed with me?"
"I'm quite pleased with you, actually."
Relaxing, she leaned back against him. "Oh, good. I just thought that I should keep you informed." She sighed. "I'm still trying to figure out how all of this works."
"Hm. You'll figure it out as you go." He softly raked his teeth across her shoulder.
"Oh, stop." Whimpering, she shivered.
Chuckling, he licked that tender spot. "I don't know, I haven't decided if my revenge is had or not."
"Oh, you're awful." She smacked his arm. "I have... things I should be doing." She wiggled out of his grasp and ran.
Grogek grinned as he watched her run off. Barking out a few orders, he turned and followed his tiny wife home.
Susan broke through the front door, letting it quietly close behind her, as she clung to the counter; her face flush, her body refusing to listen to her. She tried, rather unsuccessfully, to get the blood to stop flooding certain parts of her anatomy, while it roared in her ears.
The front door opened, and she tried to straighten up, only to have the back of her head crack into Grogek's chest. She rubbed her head with a wince.
His hands slid across her hips and to the front, as he rubbed his erection against her ass. "I believe we were having a conversation." He purred. Tugging up the front of her skirts, he slipped his fingers across her damp curls. As she panted against him, he slipped a finger in. "I see you were enjoying the topic at hand." He chuckled.
She arched up against him and groaned. "Gods, just toss me over and go." She whimpered.
"Well, I do take requests." He chuckled. He scooped her up and carried her upstairs. Once he laid her on the bed, he pulled his pants down and climbed up with her. Tossing her skirts up, he ran his fingers through one more time, before pressing himself into her, always careful of her small size.
She clung to the front of his shirt, gasping and moaning, as he pumped in and out of her. Her legs went up and back, allowing him to press more fully into her. His tongue went for that exposed spot on her neck, sucking and scraping, driving her wild. When she finally began to clamp down, she cried his name, and he lost himself with her.
Burying his face in her neck, he sighed. "I love to hear you call my name."
She put a hand to her mouth. "I can't believe I said that."
He sat up on his elbow and blinked down at her. "My name?"
"No! Earlier... downstairs..." She gestured "I've never said anything like that before."
He chuckled. "I rather liked it."
"Oh!" She grumbled. "I bet Elunara is to blame for that one." She crossed her arms and fought the heat in her cheeks.
Brushing her hair out of her face, he grinned. "Don't be angry with her."
"I couldn't be angry with her. I'm just rather embarrassed."
"Mm, keep this up and I'll have to show you how much I enjoyed it." He leaned down and nibbled in her lips.
Her breathing picked up. "Oh!" She whispered. "Um... take me, I'm yours?"
"Good answer." He buried himself back into her with a growl.
Elunara blinked at the signs on the door. Considering, she lightly knocked before pushing it open. Seeing no one, she started to change the signs, but stopped when she heard the noise. Leaving the signs in place, she made her way up the stairs. Seeing the scene in the bedroom, she grinned and leaned against the door.
"You know, if you two don't stop being so adorable, I'm going to run out of paper."
Susan was running her fingers along Grogek's lips, when she jolted and cracked him in the nose. "Oh gods! I'm so sorry!" She hovered her hands around his nose.
He rubbed his nose with a blink. "You're stronger than you look."
"I'm so sorry!"
"It's alright, little angel. It barely stung."
"Wait, it actually hurt?" Elunara blinked.
"A little."
"I'll be damned."
"I know, right?"
Susan looked back and forth. "What?"
"It takes quite a lot to injure this big lug." Elunara walked over and examined the injury. "It's red and everything."
"I didn't mean to!" Susan put her hands to her mouth.
"Oh, stop apologizing. This is just remarkable, it's not anything bad." Elunara ran her finger on Grogek's nose. "It's not even a real injury. The fact that this snoz actually felt a smidgen of pain from your tiny, untrained fist is surprising at most." She winked. "Just proof you're stronger than you look. In many cases, I think."
"Oh." Susan stared at her hand in amazement.
"Anyway, I take it you told him you were done with your week."
Susan went beet red. "How did you know?"
"First, I've already told you... I track this thing whether I like it or not. Second, you're naked... in bed... and sticky with it. I do believe the phrase is "duh"."
"Love, don't pick on her."
Susan sighed. "She's not. She's actually very right." She tossed her skirt down over her chilly legs.
"Don't stop on my account." Elunara shrugged.
"The girls should be up from their nap any minute." Susan sat up and stretched. "Ow!" She grabbed her back.
Both Elunara and Grogek jolted. "Are you alright?" They said at once.
She laughed. "I think I have a pulled muscle in my back. But, you're both so sweet." She put her hands on both people's cheeks.
"I'll get her." Elunara held out a hand.
"Get me what?"
"A back rub." She helped Susan out of bed. "Lay on the couch and I'll rub you out."
Grogek climbed out of bed and yanked his pants up. "While you tend to her, I'm going back to the yard."
"Give em hell." Elunara brushed her lips against his.
He chuckled. "When do I not?" He winked. Repeating the process with Susan, he grinned. "We'll finish our conversation tonight."
Susan put a hand to her cheek and watched him leave. "That man turns me into a quivering mass, in the worst sort of way."
"Pfft, you mean the best. Come on, let's get you rubbed out."
"Did you take care of whatever it was you were doing?"
"Yeah, it's all handled."
Elunara headed for a delivery and found arms wrapped around her. "Is this going to be a regular thing?" She sighed.
"It is if you keep saving my son." Gerald sighed. "Apparently, I'm a hugger."
"So am I!" Chrissy flung herself at Elunara.
"If you both don't stop crying on me, I'm going to need a new shirt."
Gerald wiped his cheek. "He called me daddy this morning, damn you."
Chrissy scooted over and grabbed the stroller. "That he did." She laughed.
"Told you." Elunara laughed.
Jenny hummed to herself as she put away the last of the dishes. The twins were down for a nap, and she finally had a moment of peace. Thinking that was Elunara at the door, she rushed over. Opening the door, she blinked at the man standing on her step.
"You..." She took a step back. "You're Mathias Shaw." She whispered.
"Yes I am. May I come in?"
"Is Elunara alright?" Her voice shook.
"Elunara is fine."
Jenny scanned through her memory. "Is... Mark?"
Mathias smiled. "No one is in ANY trouble that I am aware of."
"Oh. Come in, I guess." She scooted out of the way.
Looking around, he stepped in. "Why did you assume Elunara before your own husband?" He cocked his head to the side.
"Because Elunara works for you. I would imagine that Jordan or Elunara herself would be here if it was Mark."
"Ah. Smart girl."
"Can I ask WHY you are here?"
Behind his back, Mathias fidgeted his fingers. "I was reading through some of Elunara's Draenor reports, and she has quite a lot to say about you. I wanted to see how you were."
"Oh! Well, I'm pretty good, I guess. Trying to learn what Elunara taught me about standing up for myself and figuring out who I am. I don't want to teach my children the same fear I lived with."
"That's good." He nodded. "May I see them?"
"Yes, of course. I see no problem." She brushed past him. "Do be quiet; it's so hard to get both of them down at the same time."
"That's fine. I imagine it would be." He peered into the room at the two sleeping children. "They're so peaceful." He murmured. "Tell me... your mother..."
Jenny froze.
"Did..." He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Did she suffer... at the end?" He near whispered.
Slowly, she turned to him and stared. "You..." She put her hands to her mouth. "You're him?"
He raked his fingers through his hair. "I'm not asking forgiveness, I'm not even asking you to understand... I just want to know... if the woman I loved..." He sighed. "suffered in the end."
Jenny slid to the floor, because her legs could no longer hold her weight. "Why?" She whispered.
He closed the children's bedroom door. "Because I wanted to keep her safe." With a sigh, he stepped away. "I couldn't even be there for her in her final hours."
"But why now?"