This is a Ash x Reader. They are married with kids.
Rolling onto your back you slowly opened your eyes, squinting as you adjusted to the stream of sunlight that brightened your bedroom. The birds chirped outside your window and you couldn't help but smile at the sounds they made. Groaning you stretched your arms out. Reaching over to your wifes side to cuddle into her only to find her sheets empty and cold. Sitting up you looked at the clock on the bedside table and audibly gasped at the time, 8:45 am. Your kids would've woken you up at the ass crack of dawn with their laughter or screaming but this morning your house was dead quiet. Throwing the duvet off of you, you got out of bed and padded along the cool hardwood flooring. You walked past their rooms and stuck your head in to at least get a glimpse of them but the three rooms were childless, interesting. The sound of kitchen utensils being knocked together downstairs got your attention. Rounding the corner you quickly walked down the staircase, still wondering where your offsprings were.
"Good morning gorgeous" Ash flipped the pancakes as you made your way over to her. "Good morning pretty" eyes scanning the kitchen and family room you kissed her shoulder blade, circling your arms around her waist as she continued to make breakfast. "Where are my Kids?" as much as you hate to admit it you miss hering their morning banter about wicht cartoon to watch. "Today it's just the two of us" plating the last pancake she turned off the stove before turning to face you, placing her hands on your hips. "I got Ali and Kyle to watch them for the day while we get to spend time together" And you both did just that, after breakfast you two spent the day cuddled up in bed watching movies, having many make out sessions just contented with being in each others arms without being disturbed by your kids. Ashlyn even made it her business to draw you both a bath in the bathtub.
Stripping out of her big t-shirt and your underwear you eased yourself down into the warm water, sighing in delight. She followed suit and got in the tub, sitting behind you, her thighs either side of yours. Her large hands pulled you flushed against her kissing the top of your head as you relaxed, enjoying being wrapped up into you wifes arms without any interruptions.
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