In Dark Times: Book 2 Dark Trilogy

Chapter 46 Caught Red Handed In Dark Times

I couldn't get it all written yesterday.  6,000 words later the same rule applies.  If you want to skip the ###### parts, they are purely gratuitous sex scenes and add nothing to the actual plot.  A short one up top and another almost at the end of the update.

Chapter 46 Caught Red Handed In Dark Times

The second time around was not rushed or hurried, by any means.  The frantic lustful desire to be united as one gave way to loving and playful exploration.  I had began the "Mine" game licking Gabriel's ear, "this is mine". Then his neck, "and this is mine".  Then his collar bones, "mmm, all mine".  Then his sternum, "more of mine".  Then across each row of abs, "Mine, mine and mine".  Followed by licking around his belly button and finally dipping my tongue into his slight inny, "yes, mine".

Gabriel squeaked a funny noise and tried to jerk into a ball, as if this tickled him.  I looked up curiously, "Did I find a tickle spot?"  I again traced his belly button then plunged my tongue into the tiny crevice.

"Trouble...you better stop that!"  He tried to sound stern but the smile on his face gave away the fact he enjoyed it.

So, I did what any wife, with the nickname Trouble, would do.  I held him down as best I could while attacking his belly button again.  He flipped me over quicker than I could say, "Yes Please", and he playfully growled, "Now You've done it."

He took both of my hands above my head, and held them in one of his hands.  Making the claw with his wiggly fingers in front of my face, he teased, "I'm gunna get you."  I squealed and laughed before he even touched me.  Gabriel used his free hand to trace down the inside of my arm until he could tickle my underarm.

"Eeeek, stop!  No more tickling!"  I protested.

Gabriel smiled even bigger as he used that free hand to tickle under my chin, first on one side then on the other, when I had tried to scrunch my neck to cover the tickle spot.  "Hahahaha, I surrender!"

Gabriel looked at me with a head cocked to the side, "Nope, not yet you don't."  He tickled his fingers down my sternum, continuing down my stomach until he reached my belly button.  There he tried to draw out my giggles by using the claw on my belly button, but I wasn't as ticklish there and could bite my lip to hold in my squeals.  "Not very ticklish there, huh?"  He began moving his hand slowly lower, "Anywhere else a ticklish spot?"  He was brushing his fingers across my lower abdomen and heat ignited my womb.  I moaned and arched up into him.

Gabriel had a far away look on his face for a moment, then said, "Stay right here, right like this.  I'll be right back."  He yanked on his boxer briefs and ran out of the room.  I was a bit confused at his sudden departure.  I pulled the sheet up over my body and sat up, such that I was leaning on my elbows.  A minute later the door opened and Gabriel walked back in with a big notebook looking thing and a small box in the other hand.  He paused, once the door was closed, "You didn't stay right there, right like I asked."  This came out almost like a whine or a childish pout.

"You didn't say where you were going or what you were doing.  How was I to know you would be back in a minutes time?"

He came over to the side of the bed, set his things down on the floor, yanked the sheet clean off my body, then straddling my waist he leaned in, "I told you I would be right back.  Do you actually think I could leave my naked wife, who is a fucking masterpiece, might I add, for more than a minute?"  I bit my lip and shrugged my shoulders.  "Now, to get you back where I had you, let's see, you hair was splayed out to the side like this."  He held it in one hand as he laid me down on the bed, then adjusted my hair until it was how it had looked before.  "There, and I had your hands up like this."  He took my hands back over my head and while holding me like that he kissed me until I was breathing erratically.  Gabriel chuckled, "now, for the perfect touch, to make it just right again."  He latched his mouth onto my left nipple while his right hand caressed my lower abdomen.  Again, I moaned and arched into his ministrations, practically begging for him to never stop.  But he pulled away from me and whispered, "Perfect!  Now stay just like that."  He held up his hands in a stopping motion, bent down and picked up his big notebook and the box, and set them on the bed.  He sat at the end of the bed and began to draw.