Mummy and Daddy - Cassidy

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Ewan, Iwan, and Iris had finally gone to bed and settled down for the night; you and your husband couldn't have been more thankful, as the day had been long, difficult, and stressful for you both. Quietly making your way to the bedroom, you noticed your husband getting undressed, which made you smirk and clear your throat.

"Don't stop," you chuckled, walking toward him as he stood in nothing except his boxers.

"The little shites finally asleep?" Cassidy replied, helping you to undress yourself, first by lifting your - formerly his - shirt off.

"Yeah," you whispered, shimmying out of your jogging bottoms and panties. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"I think I am," he smirked, pinning you to the bed and devouring your lips with his. "God, I've missed this."

"Missed what?" You asked, helping him get his boxers off before lying beneath him with a lustful smirk.

"Having you all to meself," he replied, grinding against you as you did the same. "You do want to, right, love?"

"Cassidy," you licked your lips and tried to pull him closer. "Of course I want this." The vampire then slowly entered your aching core, his hips snapping into a rhythm with yours, his lips almost stuck to yours as he slowly pounded into you, savouring each and every little thing.

"Fuck," Cassidy moaned, thrusting slowly. "You feel so good, love."

"Fuck, yes!" You cried out quietly, matching his rhythm; there was a quiet knock on the closed bedroom door that made you and your husband look at each other, wide eyed. "Who the fuck?"

"I wanna bet Iwan," Cassidy sighed, quickly pulling out with a huff and getting beneath the covers before you did. The door cracked open a little bit, exposing a small shadow.

"Mummy, Daddy," Iwan cried, scrambling between you and Cassidy on the bed. "I can't sleep."

"Why's that, lad?" Cassidy asked gently, his eyes darting over to his shirt, you knew what he meant, so you quickly grabbed it and pulled it on before your son saw anything.

"Ewan snores," the boy poured, folding his arms. "And Iris is a girl. Can I sleep here tonight, please?"

"Alright," your husband huffed, sharing a look of disappointment with you. "Fine."

"Thank you, Daddy!" Your son grinned, hugging his father before turning to you and doing the same; the disappointment at not being able to have even the quickest sex melting away when you looked at Iwan, your son, Cassidy's son.

"You're welcome, lad." Cassidy ruffled Iwan's hair a little and looked at you, sharing a silent agreement to try again tomorrow.

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