Falling for You

Epilogue 14 - Favourites

Song - Everybody in love by JLS
Warning - smut ;)

2002

I turned over groaning. I went to bed two hours ago, but I was still not asleep.
"Cant sleep baby?" I heard Timmy whisper. I sighed.
"No."
"Me neither."

I rolled into his chest.
"I don't know why I'm so bothered. It's Daisy who's going to school not me."
I explained.
"I know, but I'm the same. I so badly want her to fit in and make friends right away." He held me tighter.
"I can't believe she's five. It seemed yesterday we were changing her nappies."
"Well that's why we had another one cause changing nappies is so fun."

Tim kissed my forehead and I giggled.
"She'll be alright." I tried to assure myself.
"She's a little sassy. But I hope people see that as charming. We did a good job didn't we?"
"We did. And if not Nicky is our backup." He laughed.

Nicholas "Nicky" Chalamet was an angel toddler. Me and Timothée hadn't seen a single tantrum. Daisy, however, was a much more emotive toddler. And as she grew up she was one for saying what she felt without sugarcoating it. There was also a terrifying phase where she'd picked up a few swear words from her parents.

Thankfully we'd managed to scare her out of swearing until she was at least fourteen. Timmy, rather intelligently, said that she wouldn't get anything for her birthday if she kept it up. And she really wanted that Barbie fashion doll.

I looked up at Timothée and he looked down at me.
"You know your Daisy's favourite right?" I said.
"Whaaat?"
"You are!" I insisted. "The way she acts around you I can tell. She's a daddy's girl."
Tim's face screwed up.

"But that's okay cause I'm Nicky's favourite. Then again that's probably cause he was the last one to suck on my tits." I laughed.
"Um actually I believe I did that last." Timmy butted in. I playfully hit him and we laughed.
"Well y'know who's my favourite?" He said.

"Ooh we're not supposed to do that."
"It's...you." He booped my nose.
"Aw." I said as it was unexpected.
I leaned over and kissed him.
"But aren't we supposed to like favour our children over everything." I pulled from a book on parenting a long time ago.
"Eh maybe. But (kiss) you'll (kiss) always (kiss) be (kiss) my (kiss) favourite." (kiss).

He was kissing down my neck and I was laughing cause it made me a little ticklish.
"Okay okay."
He stopped.
"May I ask." I ventured. "What's your favourite part of me." I said in a seductive tone. He raised his brow.
"Oh well, there's so much to chose from. Obviously there's..." he reached down and cupped my pussy, I gasped and butterflies rose in my stomach.

"And she's great. But then you've got the twins..." he reached his hands up my night shirt and squeezed my breasts.
"And well they're both pretty breathtaking."
I giggled all throughout this.
"Oh and we can't forget."
Now his hands were on my ass.
"And don't get me wrong I love that part. But my favourite?" He paused then his hands were on my cheeks.

"It's those eyes. Those big eyes that I was drawn to, that I fell in in 1996 and haven't  returned."
His eyes were glued to mine with a look of intense love.
"Oh Timmy." I leaned in and kissed him, my tongue roaming his mouth and feeling his light moans. His hands were still on my face. I grabbed his right hand and guided it to my tit. From there he knew what to do.

I moved more on top of him, legs on either side of his waist, and grinding slightly my crotch against his.
I let him kiss down my throat leaving a wet trail. I took off my night shirt. Then it was revealed.
"You're not wearing panties?"
"I thought you noticed that when you grabbed my ass?"
"If I did I would've kept my hands there for a bit longer."

He grabbed my waist and rolled us so I was under him. Our bed squeaked like a motherfucker. Proud to say we weren't one of those boring old married couples who never have sex, we were both still pretty young and very horny. We'd lived here for about five years now and five years of us grinding on the same bed made for some serious squeaks. I didn't mind anymore though. The sound came to signal sex in my brain so it always turned me on a bit more.

Timmy was playing with my pussy, rubbing my clit with his thumb and fingering me with his middle finger. I writhed and moaned.
"Ugh yes baby." He knew my body so well.
"So wet for me." He commented. "And you're making me so hard with those moans." As if to prove this he grinded his hard dick against my thigh.

"Well you better put it to good use then." I suggested biting my lip. He done the same equally turned on my words.
He pulled his boxers down, just enough, and I spread my legs further for him. He slid in fast and desperately. I moaned out immediately. He started to thrust in me at a quick pace and i throbbed around him.

I loved nights like this when it starts off innocent but then we both get so riled up we became loose with our bodies and done anything we could to reach our high.
He combed the hair out of my face. It had got in my face from me banging it on the pillow. He grabbed my jaw and forced me to stare at him.
"So good for me." He uttered.

I also loved it when he fucked me so hard, so deep, so fast that I couldn't talk; I could only moan.
I pushed him even deeper with my foot on his ass. I was already a mess but when he hit my g spot I was a gonner.
"I'm c-cu- uhhh!"
I saw Timmy's smug smirk above me as I came.

"I'm gonna cum too." He asssured me. And a few seconds later he did, and a lot louder than me, and gripping so tight on my hips that I wondered if he might leave marks.
"Fuck I love you so much." He said as his body melted into mine.

A/N : Did anyone else fkn love this song as a kid??