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y/n's pov
"shall we go to wake up dad?" I asked my 3 year old son. he nodded, taking the pacifier out of his mouth and taking my hand.
"go, run to wake up daddy!" I said opening the door to our room. the child climbed onto the bed and crawled towards timothée, climbing onto him.
"ouch! why do you always hit that little spot!" timothée said. our son obviously doesn't know which little spot he's talking about.
"good morning daddy!" he shouted. hugging him tightly. my heart melted at the sight of my two men.
I went down the stairs again and started cooking breakfast for timothée.
sI heard the footsteps and laughter of y/s/n getting closer and closer, and I saw him appear from the long corridor and then throw himself on the sofa, with another different pacifier in his mouth. "hey! where did you get that pacifier! I have it, remember? you gave it to mom before you went to wake up dad." I told him. "dad gave me this new pacifier!" he yelled back, and then continued to play with his games.
I turned to the right and saw Timothée leaning against the door, smiling. "good morning." I smiled.
he laughed. "yes, it was a good morning." I put the plate with his two pancakes on the table. "why?" I asked biting my lip, already knowing the answer he was about to give me.
"It was a good morning until your son jumped on me." he said approaching me with a smirk on his face.
"my son?" I asked, leaning my butt against the kitchen counter. he walks over, placing his hands beside my hips, locking me in, placing a kiss on my cheek.
"your son." he whispered in my ear. I couldn't see him but I knew he had that stupid little smirk on his lips.
with a quick jerk he grabbed my hips and turned me around, pressing my back to his chest and my butt on his little spot.
"babe, there is y/s/n! stop it!" I laughed. "I'm in the mood babe." he said letting me go. "in the mood?" I asked. he nodded, spanking my butt smiling. "babe!" I yelled. I wasn't ready for that. "i can't help it." he said spanking my butt once more.
"stop it." I said laughing. "come on y/n !! I'm in the mood!" he whimpered. I wanted to tease him a little. "I still don't understand what mood you're talking about." I said swaying my hips as I walked towards y/s/n.
"hey no. come back here you." he added immediately after grabbing my wrist to turn me towards him again. "I have to spank this beautiful ass of yours again to make you understand what mood I am in?" he asked stroking my butt slowly, moving up and down with his hand.
"timmy, there is y/s/n. we can't." I said pecking his lips. "has y/s/n school today?" he asked. his expression seemed to say 'hey! I have a great idea! ' but his ideas never succeed.
"yes. he has to go to school today." I replied. his expression brightened. "so we'll be home alone?" he asked. I nodded in response. "how long?" "for about 4 hours." I replied. he began to whisper, "so we can have sex?" I was shocked for a moment by his words.
"timothée. what's happening to you? you have never acted like this! I said smiling." y/n. we haven't had sex since y/s/n came back from the weekend with my parents. how long ago is it?" he asked me, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know... a few days ago?" I replied hesitantly. "two weeks and 6 days. It's been nearly three weeks since we last had sex. I need you y/n." he cried again.
the only thing that came out of my mouth was: "y/s/n! let's go get ready for school! or it will be late!" I walked away from timothée who was exulting happily. his words had enchanted me... and to tell the truth I needed him too.
four hours later...
"this was GREAT." said timmy, throwing himself next to me. I nodded in agreement. "ohhh y/n, I really needed you so much." he said covering our naked bodies with the blanket. "yes, I noticed it when you whispered my name and told me how beautiful I was while kissing my whole body." I answered raising an eyebrow.
"I can't help it. look how perfect you are." he stated. I blushed slightly as I approached for a kiss. his hand slid under the covers, along my hips and on my butt, and then grabbed it. "hey!" I yelled. "come on, stop. I know you like it." he said with that little smirk.
I bit my lip and continued the kiss. timothée's phone rang. "hello? yeah, it's me. oh, we're sorry but we had a mishap." I frowned. what was he talking about? and with who? "we are coming."
"what happened?" I asked. "we forgot to take y/s/n from school."
