Our Ever After?

Carefree Creases

Jamie

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Watching Skyler dance was memorizing, she had everyone's eyes on her as she moved her hips to the music. Gabe and I were having a hard time remaining in our seats as we watched our dates get more and more lost in the music. She dances as if she's the only person in the world, without a single care or thing holding her down. I can't stop the smile from forming on my face as I watch her move so freely, she only ever looks so peaceful when she's sleeping. This gives me hope, that one day she'll feel loved enough to just smile all the time, carelessly laugh to jokes, lose herself in a song.  A future I can't wait to have with her.

Where I wake up late one morning to go downstairs to her dancing around the kitchen with our kids singing along to the music playing. The kitchen a complete wreck from letting the kids help make breakfast. The small pout that forms on her face when she realizes I caught them trying to make me breakfast in bed but once again they got too distracted and took too long. Not being able to resist joining my family I join in the madness of the kitchen, making them all lose it laughing at my horrible dancing skills.

Completely lost in thought I don't realize Skyler left the dance floor until she's literally sitting on my lap. Pulling her close, slowly kissing down her neck as she settles in, she asks "Jamie? Why do you want me? Out of all the people in here, why go for the girl covered in scars and haunting past?"

"Well babe, they show you've lived, and survived everything life has thrown at you." Is what he says every time I ask him, "Why are you so embarrassed by the evidence you helped defend your country and overcome every obstacle in your way?" He asks in retaliation.

"Because surviving isn't pretty. I'm a moth, not a butterfly and you can't change your wings."

"And why can't you change your wings? Or maybe in central lights, your wings look like Moth's but once the dust settles and the sun comes out your true beauty, butterfly wings, are revealed?"

"What are you guys on! I know you're not drunk but what do wings have to do with anything!?!" John yells from across the table, cuddled between Gabe and Davy, who I didn't even realize joined the table.

"It's called a metaphor dumbass!" Sky yells back him. Giving me the perfect excuse to leave early.

"That was rude, baby girl I think that deserves punishment" I whisper in her ear, possessively moving my hand up her thigh and squeezing gently. "Do you want to play here or at home baby girl?" I ask her, still moving my hand closer, slowly teasing her.  With a quiet whimper and a faint please, I quickly jump into action, we say goodbye to friends, who are giving us knowing looks. John looks the faintest bit guilty. As I lead Skyler to the red door on the back wall of the club, I clearly heard Gabe tell John that he wasn't off the hook either. They both knew better than to tease us on the dance floor then be snippy with each other.

Leading Skyler down a long hall I slam her against the door that's clearly marked number 12. Kissing her roughly while getting out my wallet to remove the key card to gain entry.  Pulling back slightly to open the door Skyler whimpers, "Please Daddy." Not being able to resist her breathy moans I devour her lips again until we both have to break apart to breathe.

"Now my needy kitten, I think I owe you a punishment"

"Yes Daddy"

Quickly opening the door, I turn on the light and let Skyler enter in front of me. Gently closing the door behind us and locking it, I lean against it, smirking at her shocked face.

"Not what you unexpected kitten?" I ask her in a very smug tone, loving her reaction once her attention is locked on the spanking bench.

"No sir, it's amazing." she quietly says, turning towards me, lowering her head in submission, signaling to me that she is ready to begin her punishment.