Naoto was making a sketch, while Hayase played with their infant daughter, Sumire. Their middle daughter, Naoka, sat on the floor playing with her older sister, Mikako. The latter looked at her parents, something clearly being on her mind. "Mommy?" "Yes? Is something wrong?" "What did you and Daddy do last night?"
Hayase seemed a little unsettled. "Wh-what do you mean?" "I heard you jumping on your bed." Naoto's pencil fell out of his hands as his fingers froze stiff. His jaw practically hit the ground. The similar case was with Hayase. "But I thought we weren't allowed to jump on our beds", said Mikako. The little girl's parents were thinking of explanations.
"Th-the bed was creaky, and we were moving around a lot", said Naoto. "Why were you moving a lot?" "We were... having funny dreams! We moved a lot in our sleep because of it", said Hayase.
Mikako was still curious, however. "But I heard slapping. Did Mommy and Daddy fight?" At the mention of the word "slap", Hayase wriggled in her spot, remembering her husband's treatment towards her buttocks. "There was a bug on Mommy! I tried to smack it, but it flew away quickly, so I ended up hitting Mommy!", said Naoto. "Is Mommy okay?", asked a now worried Mikako. "Y-yes, Honey. It was on my back, so I'm fine." The little girl was relieved, but her questions were still not answered. "But Mom, you and Daddy were making weird noises too."
The poor little girl couldn't see that she was making her parents nearly die from embarrassment.
"Um... a game. Yes! That's right! A game!", exclaimed Hayase. "What kind of game?" "A game... where we see who could make the weirdest noise!" Mikako glanced at each of her parents. "Who won?" "Your mom did", said Naoto. Both adults anxiously waited for their daughter to ask more questions, but there were none. "Okay!", she said, clearly happy with the answers she got. Naoto and Hayase sighed in relief.
. . .
Naoto plopped down on the couch, then felt his wife rest beside him. "We may need to get soundproofing for our walls", he said. "And a lock for our door", said Hayase. Her husband looked at her confused. "Very soon, Sumire is going to start walking, and that's not gonna be good if she walks in on our... business." "Fair point." There was a moment of silence between the couple. "By the way, since Mikako's question reminded me, have your slaps gotten stronger?", asked the dark skinned woman while she rubbed her butt.
Naoto chuckled nervously. "Maybe." He felt his wife straddle him. "Maybe tonight, when the kids are asleep, we could maybe try and see what else of yours got better." "We're first gonna have to secure the kids, first though."
Hayase placed a kiss on her lover's lips. "Definitely."
