A Twist In Time

Some Wise Advice

A small trail of kisses woke me and I wasn't surprised to see Tommy leaning above me, his hands running down my hips as his kisses caressed the skin of my chest.

"Morning," he greeted, leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine. He looked happy, especially considering he was off to see the Lee's.

"You're happy," I said, letting my hand run over his shoulders and into the small hairs at the back of his neck.

He hummed in reply, his lips going back to attacking my chest and neck as his hands stroked down my hips and between my thighs. I let out a startled whimper as his fingers brushed lightly at the apex of my thighs and I felt him smirk against my skin.

"You're happy," he teased, that smug smirk lifting the corners of his mouth and his eyes as he shifted above me, one hand tugging my hips while the other fumbled with his trousers.

My hand came in contact with his shoulder in a light smack at the same time that he pushed into me.

We both let out a content sigh as he was buried deep into my warmth.

I tugged Tommy closer as I slung my legs over his hips, my feet pushing his arse closer to me and I groaned as he dove deeper into me.

It felt like heaven.

"Mama! Mama!"

"Fuck sake," Tommy hissed, lifting himself slightly as he glared at the closed door of our bedroom. I could hear the creaking of floor boards as Thomas-J banged on the door, his cries almost ruining the mood.

I say almost, because even though our son was crying outside the door, Tommy had yet to give up the rocking of his hips.

"Thomas-J, come away from the door," Ada said softly to him and I assumed she picked the boy up as he fought against her.

"Mama hurt!" he cried, banging against the door as Ada tried to pull him away. "Mama cry!"

"Trust me sweetheart, your mama isn't hurt," Ada grumbled and I sighed in relief as Thomas-J's cries faded away.

"I better hurry," Tommy said and I rolled my eyes as he grinned and tugged my hips at an angle.

"Charming, Tommy."

We both knew why he had to 'hurry'. Thomas-J wasn't one to have tantrums, but he was unusually protective of me, whenever he thought something bad was happening to his Mama he started using accidental magic.

And it wasn't the safest.

He almost blew Arthur's head off when I accidentally tripped over the older man's legs. Not Arthur's fault but Thomas-J didn't see it that way.

"Ohh," I cried out, as Tommy picked up the pace. "I love you," I muttered, pulling his head down and pressing my lips to his. "I love you."

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It was unusually quiet in the house.

That should have been the first warning but I was still feeling the after effects of my love making with Tommy that I thought nothing about it.

Thomas-J was grumbling in his high chair. He had frowned as soon as he laid eyes on his father this morning and even crossed his little arms against his chest. When Tommy went to give him a kiss the boy turned his head away.

I had to wonder where Polly was this morning when I remember she'd mentioned something about church and a few errands to run.

Ada had taken the children off to school, the first day of the new year, and little Edward was going to his first day at school.