Switch Up | Amblynch

T H I R T Y - S E V E N

Smut will be italicized

The Hall of Fame ceremony ended and the family of four were on their way home. Their kids were in the back seat, knocked out. 

"I still can't believe we have Makenna," Becky says looking at the back seat. She turns back around. "I don't know how I can thank you for that, Jon," she smiles. Dean chuckles and shakes his head. "You don't have to thank me, love," he pauses. "But, when we get home, that's when the celebration for Wrestlemania will begin," Dean smirks looking at his love. Becky looks down and blushes. "Oh, god."

When the family got home, Dean and Becky took their kids to bed. Dean took Mason and Becky took Makenna. One thing that Dean and Becky found out about their daughter is that she is a lot easier to put to bed than Mason. Becky and Dean would put them to bed around the same time. In 10 minutes, Makenna would be sound asleep and Mason would wake his parents up and Dean would have to take him back to bed.

"Mommy," Becky hears as she was walking out of her daughter's room. She turned around. Makenna's eyes were opened. They weren't wide opened, but opened enough for Becky to tell she wasn't asleep. "Yes, baby girl?" Becky says walking over to her daughter's bed and sitting on it. 

"I'm scared," she whispers. "Why, princess?" "What is Corey or April come and take me again? What if they hurt you or Mason or daddy?" Makenna asks. "Princess, nobody going to hurt you or your brother," Becky says. "But what about you and daddy? What if they hurt you and take me and Mason?" She says. 

Becky moves the brown hair out of her daughter's face. "Princess, no one is going to hurt anyone. You don't have to worry about April or Corey anymore. They're gone and never coming back to hurt you, OK?" Becky says. "You promise?" Makenna says. Becky sticks her pinky out. "I promise with everything I have, baby," Becky says. Makenna links her pinky with her moms and nods. 

Becky leans over and kisses her daughter's forehead. "We have to wake up early tomorrow, princess. Go to bed, OK?" She says standing up from the bed. Makenna nods. "I love you, mommy." "I love you too, baby," Becky smiles as she walks out the room.

Becky walked out, only to be greeted by Dean. "Hey, sexy," he smirks walking forward to her. Becky smiles at him and takes a step back. "Hi." Dean takes another step forward and Becky takes another step back. They continued this action until Becky's back hit a wall. "There's nowhere for you to run now," Dean smirks, snaking his hand around his girlfriend's waist.

"I'm wearing heels, and you're still taller than me," Becky whispers, tugging on his jacket, wanting him to take it off. "I know. Did I tell you how sexy you looked tonight?" He asks, making his way to her neck as he takes off his jacket. Becky quietly moaned. "Yes. Several times," she chuckles as she wraps her arms around his neck. "Mmm. I'm glad. You don't know how hard I was trying not to fuck you in the middle of the ceremony," he whispers as he attacks her neck. "You know? We're not stopping until I'm done."

Becky can feel a chill going down her spine. She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter as she heard Dean talking dirty to her. "You enjoying this, love?" He asks her, making his way up to her jawline. "Mmhmm," Becky moans as Dean goes up to her lips. Dean kisses her lips roughly, getting ready to 'celebrate' Wrestlemania weekend.

Becky tilted her head, deepening the kiss, even more, wanting more of him. The couple made their way to their bedroom, as Dean lied the two down, with him on top. Their make-out session was getting intense as Dean was trying to find the zipper from Becky's dress. Once he was able to get a hold of it, he pulled it down, slowly, as he wanted to enjoy this moment.