Wrapped around your finger - Post Malone

65

"Dad. Dad. Daaaaaaaaaad."

Hazel giggles when she hears Evelyn try and wake her father, whispering into his ear. Austin groans and rolls over, reaching for Hazel and nuzzling into her neck. The bed bounces as she climbs up on it and then Austin lets out an, "Oaff," as Evelyn jumps on him. "Dad," she says a little louder. "Evelyn it is Sunday. I sleep in on a Sunday," he groans. Which means he gets up at 4:30 am instead of 4 am. "But I have decided what to do with Cathy," she says. Austin looks up at her with one eye and then groans when Hazel shifts into a sitting position. "What have you decided?" Hazel asks. "I want to lay her to rest under the old oak," she says confidently although her shifty eyes give her away. "No," Austin says and puts a pillow over his head. Evelyn reaches for it and pulls it off, "yes," she says. Austin lets out a heavy sigh. "Dam women," he grumbles as he sits up and then throws Hazel a dirty look. What did she do? "That is where we bury our family," he says turning back to Evelyn.

"Cathy is family."

"She is not."

"She is."

"I am not going back and forth with you. The answer is no."

Evelyn looks at Hazel with pleading eyes. She knows when her father says no there is no swaying him. He is stubborn. Hazel sighs and laces his finger with his. "I think you should at least give her the opportunity to explain why," she says. Austin looks at Hazel and then back at Evelyn then over to Christmas Dinner who is still soundly asleep on the end of their bed and then back to Evelyn. "Explain," he grumbles.

"I may not think of Cathy as my mother, but she was and you said I can decide what to do with her...after your very unhelpful suggestion of tossing her down the drain. So I thought long and hard, and I have decided that I would like to put her under the old oak. She deserves a resting place."

"Thank you for explaining. No."

Evelyn looks back to Hazel, her eyes still pleading. Austin is mulish and Hazel knows it will take a lot to get him to change his mind. He hates Cathy with a passion. It's not without reason, it was Austin who had to pick up the pieces when she left and Austin who had to cradle a sad and heart-soar girl who couldn't understand why her mother didn't love her enough to stay. Hazel hates Cathy too. But this is not about her or Auarins feelings, this is about Evelyn and what she needs.

Hazel cups his cheek and makes him look at her. "I understand your...dislike for Cathy...she hurt your heart and made her cry. But you are better than she ever was. This is Evelyn's choice and I think we should respect that. We can bury her on the other side of the oak so when you visit your mother you won't see her. Like it or not she had a role to play, without her you would not have Evelyn...or me," she says softly. Austin does not look impressed with her words. He flings off the bed covers and walks out of the bedroom. Hazel and Evelyn sit quietly on the bed as they listen to him bang around the office. Then he appears in the doorway with a sullen face. "Go and tend to your calves," he says. Evelyn's head drops. "Yes, sir," she whispers and then climbs off the bed. She sighs when she gets to the door and looks up at her father. "You may bury her under the old oak, where I can't see her," he says. Evelyn smiles and shoots a look at Hazel. She hugs her father and then disappears. Austin closes and locks the bedroom door.

"You and that mouth are a problem."

"My mouth?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you come over here and shut me up?"

Austin's brows shoot up and then leans over her and kisses her, picking up the bed covers and throwing them off her as she giggles into his mouth. "This is nice," she mumbles, but he only kisses her harder to shut her up. But then suddenly they hear a gobble. They break the kiss and look down to the bottom of the bed, Austin still leaning over her. Christmas Dinner is looking at Austin. He makes an odd sound that Hazel has never heard before then puffs out his feathers and fans his tail. He looks angry. "That bird is about to attack me," Austin mumbles, staring him down. "No, he is not. He would never. He is harmless," Hazel says then suddenly Christmas Dinner lets out a gobble and flaps his wings then launches his body at Austin. Austin puts out his hand and grabs him around the neck. "No! You'll hurt him, let him go!" she shouts as Christmas dinner continues to flap his wings and kick at Austin with his ugly little feet as he gobbles franticly.  "Give him here!" Hazel shouts grabbing him and wrapping him in her arms. Austin lets go and Christmas Dinner melts into Hazel, nuzzling his beak into her neck. "Did that nasty rancher hurt you?" she coos and strokes his feathers. "Get rid of him," Austin warns. Hazel rolls her eyes and then stands and places him outside the bedroom door. "Go find breakfast, good boy," says. Then closes the door and turns back to Austin who is now sitting on the bed.

She moves to stand in front of him then removes her clothes, and his. "He sleeps outside from tonight," Austin says. "That's what you say every night," Hazel says pushing him onto his back and then straddles his hips. He watches her carefully as she runs her fingers around her body, down between her breasts, around her belly button then up again to her breasts, squeezing them then trailing her fingers back down slowly all the way down and only stopping once her hand is between her thighs. "But I have ways of getting you to do exactly what I want," she says as she starts playing with herself - Austin watching with hooded eyes. "I don't need my mouth," she breathes out and then groans. "But you do. You do very, very much," she says and then whimpers as she finds her spot. She feels Austin's hands on hers but she bats them away. "I told you...if...if...oh that feels good...I told you that I would finish...fuck...that I would finish myself off and all you can...d-do...is watch," she battles to talk as she plays, feeling Austin's stomach muscles flex under her now wet hand. She lets her head fall back and tries to focus on a spot on the ceiling as her vision blurs slightly. "Please stop," Austin whispers, he sounds like he is in pain. Hazel drops her head and looks back down at him. "Why?" she breathes out and continues to play. "I want to," he says. "You want to what?" she asks and then lets out another groan, moving her fingers faster, "oh my g..." she almost screams out. "Damit, darlin' stop. Just stop, please," he begs, he sounds like he is about to cry. "But why? It feels so good and...oh, oh, oh...I am almost there...oh," she groans. She might be playing it up a bit. "Fucking, dam it, woman," he growls then he is moving them, tumbling them until he is on top of her. He props himself up on his left elbow then takes both her wrists in his right hand, he gently but firmly moves her arms above her head and pushes them down, the stretch in her joints from his pushing makes her arch her back slightly. "I do that. Only me. I pull those sounds from your mouth," he says sternly then lightly dances his fingers over her skin, and goosebumps form where he touches. He dips down to gently bite her earlobe, her neck, collar bone, breasts, nipples, side of her hip, and then her inner thigh, licking away any evidence of her little game. By the time he slowly works his way back up Hazel is so pent up that she thinks she is going to combust; she is on edge. When he kisses her she can't control it anymore and she lets out a frustrated whine which then turns into a scream as he pushes into her. He lifts his head from her neck and looks at her.

"Alright, darlin'?"

Hazel can't talk so she just nods then without warning he pulls out and slams back in making her back arch a little more, enough so he can slip his arm through the arch in her back gripping her tightly as he pulls out and slams into her again and again. She starts begging him for nothing and everything, she has no idea what she is saying - Austin has made her lose her dam mind. He slams into her three more times effectively making her hypersensitive. Then he slows down, his thrusts becoming a little more gentle but his pace remains steady. She wraps her legs around his powerful hips. Then she starts to feel those nerve endings at the back of her thighs start to shiver and shake and pop with electricity. The feeling starts to sweep to the front of her thighs making them shake a little and clamp even tighter onto Austin's hips. Her orgasm makes its steady ascent to where Austin has purposely made her so sensitive and continues to push into. When her tummy starts to tighten and the roll of her hips starts to stutter ever so slightly he dips close to her ear attaching his lips to the soft skin and sucks. Her climax explodes making her jaw go slack and her toes curl and Austin chases his own orgasm, grunting as he releases into her.